Random Round-Up

Today is random because my brain is fragmented from lack of sleep. Caroline is almost 100% after a bought with a cold. She only ran a tiny bit of low-grade fever once, but has been spewing snot since Sunday. I was a human snot rag for 2 days, but luckily we seem to be past that part.

She has slept the whole night the last 3 or 4 days, but woke up yesterday morning at 4:30 to eat and today at 5:15. There just isn't enough time to go back to sleep if she wakes up after 5, so I got to work really early today.

Today she looks like she was dressed by a blind monkey. She has a cute little striped dress that just now fits but might be too small come spring. So I put her in that today but it's a little too cool for just a dress. I added her leggings that are polka dots. To make sure you're keeping score, that's striped dress, polka dotted leggings and just plain socks (whew, right?). Well, while they are in the same color family, they are definitely not the same tone! Let's just say it worked in theory more than actually on. We had the time to change, but I didn't have the energy. Luckily she can't protest right now.

We bought new larger bottles since she is now eating more. I found them for a great price and had a coupon, so we bought 9 of them thinking it would allow us to wash less. Well, we had 9 bottles already. And each bottle has 5 pieces to it. Oh and we bought the next size nipple at the same time. So 18 bottles x 5 pieces + extra nipples = 102 bottle pieces and parts that I washed last night. I washed bottles for a solid hour. With them all lined up on the counter, it looks like a bottle factory in our kitchen.

And no, she doesn't eat 18 bottles a day. We have 4 smaller 4 oz bottles that are exclusively for daycare/diaper bag and those were dirty. We have 5 mid-size 5.5 oz bottles exclusively for home and those were dirty. Then we bought 9 of the new 8 oz bottles and they all had to be washed. So pile all of that in a sink and it FILLS IT UP TO THE TOP! T knows Slot Math. I know Bottle Math.

Plaxico Burress started his prison sentence this week for shooting himself. I read an article that says he hired a consultant to advise him on how to be productive while in prison. I think that is the root of the problem. Apparently he has no idea what to do off of the football field. Jason Whitlock's column today really summed it up for me.

"But Plaxico appeared to be pandering for sympathy by carrying his son into the courtroom. Do you really expose a child to that? It came across as a ploy to remind fans and the media that Plax isn't the only one getting hurt by the two-year sentence. I get that.

Well, maybe next time Plax should strap his young son to his waist wherever he goes rather than a pistol. I bet if his boy was in his arms, he'd find it less necessary to carry a concealed weapon. "

I had three month portraits made of Caroline to surprise T. It was the weekend Dad and Leslie were here, so they got in on the pics too. You can see and order them HERE. If you happen to be a grandparent of Caroline reading this, no need for you to order. Yours will be in the mail shortly.

Not really interested in talking about LSU football. I don't think there is anything to talk about. I have the same feeling from this team that I had from last year's, although I don't have pregnancy hormones coursing through me so I'm not firing off a string of expletives at the television that would make a sailor blush and throwing stuff across the room. I actually had to quit watching football last season after mid-October.

We may turn B into a sofa pillow. He keeps peeing in the kitchen. This from our dog that has NEVER done anything in the house from the moment he came inside. He was teetering on the edge after the baby and I think the Falcone's visit in July pushed him over the edge. He hasn't been the same since. I think we are going to put a bell on him so we know where he is at all time and to drive him crazy. Win/win, right?

T finally saw Caroline roll over last night. She was in a good mood yesterday evening (which isn't always the case). So we did a little playing on the floor and Daddy got to see her in action. She is starting to try and pull her knees under her and push off. She's not going anywhere, of course. At least for now!

A woman in Indonesia gave birth to a 19 lb, 24 in baby boy. Yowzers! Not sure when Caroline will be 19 lbs, but I can't even comprehend carrying a 19 lb baby. My 8 lb baby was tough to lug around the last couple of days.

Ok, that's enough randomness for today. My own head is spinning and I'm the one coming up with this stuff.