a sense of humor

yesterday i came home from work to find elenora giggling like crazy every time momB would copy her hiccups. so cute.

we fed elenora her first bottle of something other than breast milk last night. i'm trying to figure out a way to help her sleep longer, as she sometimes wakes up four times before i get to bed. it's stressful for me to always feel as if i could be called away to put her back to sleep at any moment throughout the evening. v. gives her baby a bottle of formula at night to help with the sleeping, so i figured i'd try that, too. my supply runs low by evening, i think, no matter what the books say about it just being a matter of supply and demand. it's so difficult for me to pump enough out for elenora to have while i'm at work each day. and between the pumping and the nursing i think she doesn't get a lot at her last feeding. so last night we gave her a bottle of formula and she went right off to sleep! she still woke up once, three hours later, but at least she didn't wake up more than that.

we're going to give her rice cereal starting monday (st. patrick's day: a guiness for me, rice cereal for her!) anyhow.

and we're going to try cry-it-out... maybe starting tomorrow. i need to get her into her own crib, and i need to teach her to fall asleep on her own and to put herself back to sleep if she's still tired without my help.

dreading it. they should do parent swaps for these things--i'll listen to your baby cry it out while you listen to mine. poor ella.

j. and i took her to the grocery store yesterday afternoon. she was so cute looking at all of the boxes and colors. she's so curious. i think that is my favorite personality trait of hers...

...and her sense of humor.