9 month stats

i took elenora in for her nine month appointment this afternoon. she is 28 and a 1/2 inches long (that is the 90th percentile) and 17 lbs 11 oz (around the 50th percentile).

today was such a weird day. first off we all slept in an hour. not sure why elenora didn't call out for me or why my alarm volume was down so low. but by the time i got up i had just an hour to get ready. elenora barely wanted to nurse. she is on this no-nursing kick. it's so disappointing. she usually nurses really well in the morning and then maybe once or twice more during the day (sometimes for only a few minutes, though). i don't know why she doesn't want to nurse more. momby says that j. lost interest and weaned at 9 months.

she's such a daddy's girl.

but today she didn't want to nurse at all during the day. every time i tried to nurse her she just got distracted and pushed away. i can't force her.

but, having just loaned away my pump, i'm not sure what to do.

i tried getting my new car registered at the dmv this afternoon while ella took a nap and momby stayed in our apartment with her. i have never had a good experience with the dmv. i call it the damned mv. the people there are there to humiliate you. i have never been there and gone away with what i wanted without having to go back at least one or two more times with other pieces of information. and i have to drive 30 minutes to get there. i joke about having to bring your marriage license, your birth certificate, your SS card, your college transcript, a blood sample, and pee in a cup. but it really is that ridiculous.

i waited for forty minutes as other people went up and then were turned away. then it was my turn and it took them ten seconds to inform me that the paperwork my insurance company sent me was not the correct paperwork and, yes, my brother in japan will have to sign the papers.

i went away in tears and just screamed the whole way home. i hate them. hate them.

really.

hate them.

anyhow, it just took everything out of me to go do that and i had no patience for elenora and her refusals to nurse and her temper tantrum after she got out of the tubby and wanted to play instead of get dressed. i don't know why she has to throw a fit over getting her jammies on every night.

we do it every night.

j. gave notice at his job today. it wasn't paying. at all. all the work that he does is reimbursed to him two months later. it doesn't work for us. but it's so scary to be doing this again. i trust him and support him, and i know how talented he is and how lucky any place would be to have him working for them. but the whole job search issue is so stressful. i just want so badly for something to come through for him and for him to love it.

we tried to go to church yesterday. we woke elenora up early from her morning nap so that we could try to get there without being too late. turns out they are on summer schedule and we were two hours late. their summer church service is at 9 am. how are we supposed to go to church at the very time when elenora's morning nap starts? she sleeps from 9-11. what are we supposed to do with her? just skip the nap? keep her awake?