I got nothing accomplished last week. I was too tired and had no motivation left by the end of the week. I thought I could make Melody a bunny for Easter, but I failed. I started crochetting it on Friday night after DH got home from work. But as of today, this is what I have: a head and a body.I had to make the head 5 times before I got it right. Eyelash yarn is really hard to crochet with. You can't see anything. And I couldn't rip it out because the yarn would get stuck. It was a nightmare. It was just not a good idea to crochet with eyelash yarn for the first time at the end of a crazy week.
My friend finally gave birth to her baby girl, Evie, the one I made this baby set for. We went to visit her on Saturday when they got home. She is less than a week old and was sucking on her thumb already. So precious!
Melody and Evie having a sleep over.
I don't understand how this 9 lb cutie pie can wipe me out. She is a tough cookie. We almost have our daily routine down pat, but night time can be pretty much a wild card. I have been able to keep the crying to a minimum during the day. If she crys, it's usually because she is cranky and needs to go down for a nap. Last week, she decided to be difficult by not going to bed at night. I had to swaddle her, rock her and rhythmically pat her while playing music. She would fall asleep in my arms and would wake up screaming as soon as I tried putting her down. She was like that all week.
I broke down twice last week and starting crying and babbling in front of DH at night. I was quite a sight. It's amazing how a little baby can break your sanity.
On Sunday, I met up with a friend for lunch. This was my first time away from the baby, except for my 6th week post partum doctor's appointment. And boy did I need it. It felt so good to get away and not have to take care of anyone for a few hours. I felt renewed by the time I got home to make dinner.While I was out, DH discovered that she really likes the song, "Row, Row, Row Your Boat". She would smile and laugh whenever he sang it to her. When I got home, I took this picture while he was singing.