Hug and Roll

Have you ever seen the episode of friends where Chandler tries to teach Ross the Hug and Roll? The Hug and Roll is the technique used when someone (in this case Jordan), is laying on your arm or chest and you want to move without waking them. You first hug them close, then roll away. Thanks in part to the Hug and Roll Jordan slept by himself for the first time last night. Once he fell asleep at 10, I laid him in his bed. He woke up twice. Once at 2am, and again around 5. When he woke, I caved and gave him the boob. However, once he fell back asleep, I did the Hug and Roll and sashayed back to my bed. One thing to note is that instead of laying Jordan is his crib which he hates, I laid him on the full size guest bed in his room. This makes it easier to comfort him when he wakes. This evening he didn't fall asleep until 12, and with a bit more protest. Once sleep, I Hugged and Rolled myself out his room.

It's almost 10:00 pm and the weaning process has officially started. I honestly think that Jordan is pissed off at me. It's as if he is trying to punish me for refusing to give him the boobie. After crying until gagging, and biting me, he is now ignoring me. Instead of sleeping he is playing with toys, which means that he is now officially off his schedule. On the bright side maybe he will tire himself out enough to sleep all night. Just in case I have the coffee pot on stand-by, because I have a feeling it will be a long night. Wish me luck!

Weaning Jordan

Jordan is almost 1, has 8 teeth and is still nursing. Everything one assumes about nursing a kid with teeth is absolutely true, and often times very painful. For the safety of us both, I am now officially starting the weaning process. To complicate the weaning process, Jordan is a co-sleeper. That basically means that for the past 11 months and 3 weeks a tiny occupant has taken over the bed. In fact as a write this, I am laying in between my husband and son..... trying not to move, let alone breathe for fear of waking the sleeping kid. It is absolutely ridiculous. The whole sleeping situation has allowed me to nurse Jordan on demand since birth. He has never taken a pacifier, and never slept through the night. As a consequence I am sleep deprived, and Jordan is addicted to the boob. I have taken the week off, and starting tomorrow, no more night boobs, and no more co-sleeping. I will blog nightly. Pray for my survival.

Birthday Party Planning

Jordan's birthday is rapidly approaching. I cannot believe he is going to be 1. I remember so clearly being pregnant with him. What it felt like when he kicked me. I remember the bed rest, and not being able to wait until he was born. Now here I am 12 months later, wishing I could rewind the clock. I wish he could be a baby for just a little while longer.

With that said, enough of the mushy stuff. I have said many times that Jordan's birthday was going to be really simple. Family and friends at the house, birthday cake, done... However, my simple birthday plan has turned into a 45 person, birthday party extravaganza, including catered ice cream sandwiches. How did I get here? Don't I understand the weak economy, and what a complete waste of money this is? I DO understand! But sometimes my alter domestic ego takes over, and all of a sudden I find myself obsessed with center pieces for a park table.

The evite has already gone out so it is too late to back out... However, I will vow only to serve hot dogs, and chips, and not spend any more unnecessary money. . . . well except for a pair of tiny red suspenders that I'm convinced Jordan needs for his birthday outfit.

What can I say, I am a work in progress.