Sleep

Last night my mom kept Sydney for us all night so we could get some consecutive hours. Of course this is the night that she decides to sleep 5.5 hours between feedings. I think she had that planned. She is fussy during the day but I am told that she is a good baby. I never realized that it was this hard. I felt for other mothers and I believed them, but I think that I thought I would be different. Maybe I am in some areas. We all have our pet peeves. Mine is denim on babies (or should I say my baby. It is fine on others') Adam and I tried to work in the yard today but she kept fussing. My Aunt Cindy came down and then she was a perfect angel.

I went to the fabric store the other day and bought a bunch of fabric since it was going out of business and everything was half off. I guess I better learn to sew. I have done a few things but just enough to add it to my "been there, done that" list. Adam has definate hobbies. Guitar and Photography. And he is good at both. He mixes in the random stuff like ping pong and racket ball but even those are similar since they require a paddle of some sort.