Goodnight Giggles

She giggles in her crib. A lot. We’ve been through the ringer with our sweet baby the last four months. A wicked double ear infection which lead to not wanting to eat which lead to feeding her at any hour she would actually eat which led to our current predicament. LL thinks that 3 am is time for her fourth meal (no not from Taco Bell) and an hour and a half party in her crib. Now I realize that I should be grateful for a few things. One, that she is actually eating again. Yes, now I can stop counting wet diapers and ounces eaten in a day. No worries of dehydration anymore! Two, she is just giggling away at 3am. She eats and then I put her back down and she plays happily until she falls back asleep…an hour and a half later

It’s that last part that is taking it’s toll. I keep trying to explain to my dear hubs that I am averaging five hours of sleep a night and those aren’t even consecutive hours! Never, ever realized I could be this tired. How is it that back in the day I could party, I mean study in the library, until the wee hours of the morning and then get up for class with no problems at all?! 

I must say I do love that my independent & sassy sweetheart can put herself to sleep. I absolutely adore listening to her chat away to whomever or whatever she is talking to at night. She cracks me up! I swear she’s having full blown, in-depth convos with Lord only knows who! She has in my humble opinion the cutest stinkin’ giggle in the world!

So I guess I’ll take the goodness & giggles along with the sleep deprivation for these times are short & precious & I have been abundantly blessed with this little bundle of sassypants! 

P.S. Please realize I have such a loving perspective on this subject because she finally slept completely through the night last night! Ask me tomorrow and you may get a sleep deprived, rage-aholic who will burn holes in your face with her evil eyes…fair warning! 😉


_________ versus _________

I’ve learned in a very short time how many decisions a parent needs to make. For the past year+, the hubs and I have been bombarded with information, opinions, books & articles from experts, nudges from well-meaning family & friends…enough to give me an ulcer, make my head spin, & literally cause me practically a nervous breakdown at the same time. Here’s the short list of the things that we as first time parents have “had” to think about:

  • obstetrician or midwife
  • hospital, birth center, or home birth
  • find out the sex or let it be a surprise
  • natural birth or epidural
  • breastfeeding, formula feeding, or combo
  • get LL vaccinated or wait and see
  • co-sleeping or bassinet & crib
  • no cry or cry it out sleep training
  • baby-wearing or allow LL independence
  • stay at home mommy or working mommy
  • in-home babysitter, small daycare, or larger center
  • disposable or cloth diapers
  • rice cereal or oatmeal
  • pureed foods or baby-led weaning
  • homemade baby food or store bought
  • conventional or natural & alternative remedies for LL’s ears

And those are only the items I can list at this moment! For the longest time I agonized over these decisions….until the other day at LL’s 9th pediatrician appointment in 6 weeks. She had just received her second of three horribly painful Rocephin injections in an attempt to beat this awful, seemingly never-ending double ear infection. I was emotionally, mentally, & physically drained and was pleading for her to be better. But, she needed yet another injection. I fought back tears as my sweet baby girl was holding her breath in pain & then let out a wail that still causes me to cringe & choke up when I think about it. I couldn’t think of anything to soothe her. No matter what I tried I felt helpless as she just screamed in agony. By God’s grace I began singing “Jesus Loves Me,” the KV version:

Jesus loves you this I know
for the Bible tells me so.
Little ones to Him belong;
they are weak but He is strong.
Yes, Jesus loves you!
Yes, Jesus loves you!
Yes, Jesus loves you…the Bible tells me so.

Jesus loves you, He who died
heaven’s gates to open wide.
He has washed away your sin
letting little Laura in.
Yes, Jesus loves you!
Yes, Jesus loves you!
Yes, Jesus loves you…the Bible tells me so.

Amazingly she calmed almost instantly & began to smile. I could have cried for joy. A few days later as the hubs (& in my opinion the best daddy around!) was singing the same song to LL, he leaned over and said: “and how from infancy you have known the Holy Scriptures which are able to make you wise for salvation through faith in Christ Jesus” (2 Timothy 3:15).

In that single moment I realized that the only decision that has eternal importance for LL is that we teach her who her Savior is…that she know Jesus. We had her baptized the day after she was born. We pray with her. We sing “Jesus” songs & hymns to her. We take her to church with us to hear God’s glorious word. Of all the things that we “need” to make sure she knows, our single most important mission is that we raise this precious gift of God as a Christian doing everything we can to ensure that she will spend eternity with God. None of the rest of it is worth losing sleep over. While we will use our God-given intelligence to make the best choices for our family in our circumstances, in the long run, the only choice that I will always rest peacefully with is teaching her God’s word every day. There is an indescribable calm and strength like none other as a parent when you realize that simple truth.

That, my friends, is goodness defined.

LL’s favorite book! How I love watching her smile as she sings along in her beautiful baby babbling!