- We took Charlotte to the zoo on Saturday. The first exhibit we visited was the elephants. She stared wide-eyed at a solitary elephant standing in the shade before proudly proclaiming, “Dog!” Every single animal we saw that day was a dog. I love this kid so freaking much.
- I don’t know what came over her, but Charlotte slept for 7 straight hours last night for first time in about 6 months. My body didn’t even know what to do with 7 straight hours and it woke me up about 4 times, but still… 7 hours. Can we make this a thing? Pretty please? (I guarantee we’ll be back to 3-4 wake ups starting tonight, but I can dream.)
- Weaning is… going. Since Charlotte’s birthday, I’ve decreased my dose of domperidone from 160 mg a day to 110 mg a day (10 mg per week), and I’ve cut down on pumping at work from 3x a day to once a day. Charlotte is becoming increasingly disinterested in bottles ever since I started mixing cow’s milk in with breast milk, and that’s fine by me. The day we went to the zoo, she nursed in the morning and at bedtime and that was it, but then on Sunday she wanted to nurse every 10 minutes. She’s keeping me on my toes.
- All of a sudden, Charlotte dropped her second nap. It came out of nowhere. She was taking two good, solid naps religiously, and then one day about a week ago, she just stopped. Her morning nap suddenly turned into a 3-hour thing and all hope of an afternoon nap vanished. It took us until this weekend to realize that the afternoon nap is officially history, and now we’re scrambling to try to get her to take her nap later in the day so she doesn’t fall apart in the late afternoon. I have no idea what a target nap time should be at this point, but I guess we’ll find the sweet spot eventually.
- If you’re anything like me, you might be wondering if there’s some correlation between a good night’s sleep and the dropped nap. Only time will tell.
- I don’t get to wear Charlotte very often these days because a) it’s been scorching hot and we haven’t been going out much, b) I’m not with her all day, and c) she wants to walk everywhere now. Even so, all of a sudden when I pull out the Tula, she gets all excited and runs over to me with her arms out. It’s so damn cute. I can’t get enough of this kid.
A few weekend photos for good measure: