
Category Archives: Ping This Bitch
Winter…
January 25, 2012
I don’t like you
Ready to go home. Waiting to hear when.
On the edge of my uncomfortable seat.
Any day now… ugh, ugh, ugh.
Tricking the baby to sleep
January 12, 2012
after dinner, I fed her, put her into her jammies and then into her snowsuit, strapped her in the carrier and took the dog for a nice long walk.
within five minutes she was out.
when we returned, I removed her from her snowsuit and, while she was still half passed out from the walk, nursed her a little bit more to take her to the next level. once I felt her go heavy, I put her into the bassinet, turned the sleep sheep on the screaming whale setting and snuck out of the room.
I have not been in that room since 9:15, it is now 9:45…

title shmitle
January 12, 2012
This past month has been the worst.
The baby doesn’t sleep and when she is awake, she is miserable.
Getting her down at night consists of us holding and rocking her while she screams at the top of her lungs for up to two hours. (she did not have “colic” this is a recent thing)
When we do manage to get her to sleep, we have to tiptoe around because the slightest creak will wake her up. If we make it to midnight without waking her just by walking past the door, we are guaranteed to get woken up at least 3 times, or, like last night, every 20 minutes for the remainder of the night. (why bother sleeping at all!)
Naps don’t happen. Unless, of course, I have her in the carrier or in the stroller. But even then the timing has to be right and if she stays asleep for 30 minutes it’s a miracle. In addition to not sleeping, ever, she whines constantly. Like, according to whatever I read on the innernetz, she should be babbling and making sounds like “ma” and “ha”. Welp, not my baby! Mine just whines “eeeeh eeeh”. All day long, non-stop.
Taking her out is never fun. I pretty much force myself to do it, or avoid it completely. Walks never end pleasantly and grocery shopping is a dreadful experience. She doesn’t wake peacefully…
So today, this morning, after zero hours of sleep, I finally said fuck it and took her to the doctor. There must be SOMETHING wrong with her. Anything!? Please?! Find something!? And just to clarify it’s not about me. Sure, It’d be nice to have 3 hours in a row of non-interrupted sleep, but babies NEED sleep. Their brains need it to grow. Sleep lowers their stress levels and makes them happy little people. Also, I am concerned because milestones are no longer being met like they were before (rolling over, sitting, babbling) and I am wondering if it is because she doesn’t get enough rest.
So, at the doctor:
Ears? clear.
Throat? clear.
Heart and lungs? clear.
Eyes? clear.
Belly? clear.
Teeth? nope, not teething either. I was surprised to hear this considering the amount of drool constantly dripping down her chin and because she has become so fond of biting…
She has gained about 1.5 pounds in 3 weeks (she is 15.5 pounds and 69 cm long), so it’s not like she’s hungry. In fact, she is well above the 50th percentile for weight and in the 98th for height. So, physically, she is growing.
The doctor thinks that she is bored. HA HA HA omgfuckingshootme. Seriously? I mean, I’ve got a rotation that consists of about 3o different “unique” activities that we go through each day beginning at 7 am (in no particular order) when we drag our miserable bodies out of bed. I am constantly holding her, talking to her, in her face trying to get her to say something other than “eeeeh”… it’s not working!
Fuck me in the ass without any grease.
Also, regarding those milestones, she’s stopped rolling over. She was doing it pretty consistently but now, nothing. She’d just rather lie there and whine. She isn’t sitting (without complete assistance), or playing with her feet either and when we call her she ignores us. She is hating on everything.
As far as the night time routine, I’ve tried an earlier bedtime, a later bedtime,a bath before bedtime, more books, less books, more blankets AND less blankets (at the same god damn time). And she still cries to the point of vomiting each and every delightful night.
I thought “hmm maybe she has allergies?” so I removed the rug/dust trap and the dresser out of the room. If you remember ( I think I wrote about it, er ?), when we first got the dresser it stunk to high hell heaven of whatever chemicals were in the paint or glue. I aired it out for almost two months before putting it in the room but the smell still lingered a little and you never know. Anyway, neither of these things has helped.There’s nothing left to rearrange.
The only thing she likes is her jumperoo (at least she is capable of liking something!). Problem is, is that I don’t think it’s good for her hips to be in it for more than 30 minutes a day, max. However, I am desperate and this (-) close to letting her sleep in it, if that means we can go three hours without “eeeeeeh”.
how can someone SO cute….
The Incredible Shrinking MILF
January 7, 2012
OK, well not really but it sure feels like it.
here I was at 36 weeks:
here I am at 4 months post:


Not too shabby considering that I am not dieting at all. Although walking up 6 flights of stairs both during pregnancy, carrying 4 bags of groceries, and after, carrying a baby AND 4 bags of groceries, probably deserves some credit. I have started doing 30-40 minutes a day of light weights/pilates to help me tone up and also because I am hoping it will help me to cope with my anxiety so that I don’t have to go back on meds. Sometimes when I am feeling especially anxious or nervous doing some jump ropes and/or lunges makes me feel really good, like a good stretch first thing in the morning, not like I am working out at all. It’s hard to explain because I was expecting to be out of breath, gasping for air, once I started working out again.
Anyway, I am also feeling pretty desperate for some warmth and some sun. It has been snowing, but mostly raining, on and off these past few weeks and this whole “getting dark at 4Pm , sunrise at 8am” nonsense makes me feel like a big shit. Last night around 3am, while I was up with the bb, I was lchecking out the sunrise/sunset chart and the days are slowly getting longer! I think it was something like an hour more of sunlight each month. Shoot, I will take anything I can get!
Typing of 3am, baby is having some serious sleep issues. She will not nap unless I have her strapped to me in the carrier (another cause of backpain) and getting her to sleep at night is something my entire building dreads. Oh, and as you can probably guess, she is not sleeping through. I try to be consistent with the nighttime routine but, I swear, if I am 5 minutes late (or early as I found out the hard way last night) getting started its shrieks and screams to the point of vomiting for an hour while IN MY ARMS (the only person crying it out in this house is my husband) before she will settle into sleep. Talk about diva. Srrsly. What the heck.
Other than that she is just an angel! She loves her jumperoonie-roo and she is quite happy and giggly most of the time, as long as she isn’t bored, which she tends to get quite easily. She is a liiiittle high maintenance, this one. Also, she has become terrified of strangers. On Christmas Eve we went to a friends house for dinner (wait, did I tell you this story?). It was a small gathering but it was too much for her. Anytime anyone looked at her , she cried…and cried aaaaand cried. In fact, she cried so hard we had to leave before dinner was even served.
Soooo, I signed us up for Gymboree and we start Tuesday. I am sorry, but I cannot have a socially nervous child and if it means taking two trains (which we will have to) and walking ten blocks in the snow (this too) in order to socialize this child properly, I am doing it. We have no family here so the majority of the time it’s just us and we are cooped up indoors, so I get why she’s freaking out and I feel terrible about it.
Welp, we are going for a walk, in the snow, to get some good old fashioned German fresh air… chow ya later!
(post typed with one hand, excuse all of it)
All better now
January 4, 2012
I dug myself out of that rut I was in a few days ago and I am feeling refreshed and ready to get back on track with my ultimate project.
There is nothing more motivating than staring at photos of yourself looking like this:
and the fact that we are moving back to the US in a few months, meaning that Hawaii is in our near future, is fuel to the fire engine in my fat pants.
I went from having a 24 inch waist to, at 9 months, having a 43 (roughly) incher. I am hovering around 27 inches now, so that’s 3 to go in addition to the inch of flab loitering around my hip region. I have successfully managed to get back into a few pairs of my old jeans but it’s muffing top central. Not Maui approved.
Anyway, here’s to 2012. New beginnings, new middles, new endings… revival.
Luv.
Smell ya later, 2011
December 31, 2011
Thanks for a shitload of memories, now go away.
2012, let’s do this!


















