To Mush it or not to Mush it.

Look at her. She is just too cute for words. Do you know what is better than a baby sleeping?

A baby sleeping with red and white striped tights on… And even cuter than that?

Barefooted and snuggling a blankie. ( just look at those rolls!!!!)

Sigh.

Oh how I wish I could be her right now. That looks lovely.

My heart is heavy right now, and my eyelids are even heavier. This mama is tired.

Our plan to sleep train Lilani worked. Well, it kinda worked. Then her parents got together and messed the whole thing up! Oh… and her stuffed nose doesn’t help things either. Michael and I don’t exactly see eye to eye on her sleeping “issue”, and how we should handle it. So until we get on the same page whether that be my page, his page, or a different page all together. This little one gets to have a little more night time and day time loving! She is a happy girl. Gots her parents right where she wants them!

Isn’t parenting like that sometimes? You have a mama and a papa  and a baby ( babies). The mama has her own set of great ideas, ideals, expectations, and the papa has his own that are ( almost) as equally great. Somehow the mama and the papa ( for the baby’s sake) have to mush these ideas together. It isn’t always easy to Mush is it?

Especially when you are tired. The last thing I want to do is Mush when I am tired.

I kinda want to do things my own way, and I want the baby’s Daddy ( who is fantastic btw) to do it my way.

Yes.  I am kind of bratty, and a little bit spoiled. I also need more than three hours a day of sleep to function. Or I need to hire a nanny, a cook, and a maid. Any takers?