10 Best Things About Traveling Solo With A Baby

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This one is going to be hard to write.

The Wee One and I are flying to be with my folks over the Christmas holiday, and then flying to be with Cohiba’s family over and into the New Year. This is not normally how we do holidays, but this is the way it has to happen this year. She and I leave on Friday, and I’m quite anxious about the trip out.  In light of that, today’s Top 10 Tuesday focuses on the good things about being alone with a baby when traveling (flying).

Because, flying with a baby, even with a partner, is a feat.

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Wee One’s Christmas List

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Inspired by a letter to Santa from a 10 month old baby, this week I am imagining what my Wee One would like for Christmas.

  1. Mirrors. She loves mirrors. She geeks out whenever she spys her reflection in something, and I hope that she always looks upon herself with such glee.
  2. A piece of yarn. She’ll hold it over her head, twist her hand around to watch it fall, put the end of it in her mouth. Its precious.
  3. An iphone. I rarely let her play with mine, which only increases the attraction, I know. Hence its place on her wish list.
  4. A go-go-gadget extendable arm. Something that will allow her to reach the little things like candles and keys and machetes that mom puts a little too far away.
  5. A disembodied head. Something with hair she can pull with impunity, a mouth she can fishhook, and eyes she can gouge.
  6. Paper. Lots of paper to crinkle and eat.
  7. A cord. Any kind will do: computer, vacuum, TV.
  8. Buttons. She just recently found them (sewn onto a shirt!) but I think she would like to see more. And maybe off a shirt, so she can just look at the whole button on its own.

Okay, only eight. But she’s only nine months, so to her, this is a lot. And In case anyone wonders, Santa will not be bringing her any of those things. Not because of any naughtiness but just because there are better things waiting. 🙂

Walking With Intention

Today, I have been lucky enough to be a guest blogger on the Seeker’s Dungeon blog and a monthlong series the host is doing on, as the title promises, Walking With Intention.

“The concept of “intention” has never held very much meaning for me beyond a few experiences with Catholic volunteers. It was a nice, though abstract, concept. Living intentionally never became so important to me until I had a baby.”

Check out the rest, and tell me what you think!

 

Putting The Baby To Sleep… Or Not

After the last hour and a half, I feel like I need applause.

I’m working with my Wee One and her sleep (but she’s also in a sleep regression, I think, so maybe I shouldn’t be doing anything with it right now?)  She screamed for longer than I liked, and I reassured her here and there, then I just realized: she’s not calming down, she’s not sleeping: this is not working.

<hang head>

I have no idea what I’m doing.

So, I look around my living room: no applause? Oh well. I’ll settle for wine and a chocolate chip cookie.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Secret Admirers.”

10 Good Things About Being Up All Night With The Baby

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The nine month sleep regression is upon Sahara’s household, and God help us, please don’t last long. It’s iike I have a newborn again. In effort to look on the positive, as I am intentional about doing when it pertains to my Wee One, I’m going to find 10 good things about being up so much during the night. Just call me Pollyanna.

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