Alynna's Belated One Month

Two nights ago Alynna almost slept through the night. I'm not expecting her to yet at this point, but it's always a nice surprise when it does happen. I don't care if she wakes up in the middle of the night as long as she goes back to sleep! So like I was saying, two nights ago she almost slept through the night. Did I benefit? No. It was wasted on me, because a neighbor of ours, thankfully I'm not sure which one, was having a joyous escapade with someone I can only hope was her husband. It was 1:17am when I looked at the clock, realized what I was listening to, closed the windows, and could still hear their recreational activity taking place. I wasn't a happy camper! I assumed the neighbor was living in the back building that faces our bedroom window, so I stomped out to the living room thinking that I could sleep out there until they were done. While the noise wasn't as bad in the living room I was flabbergasted to find out I could still hear them! Thankfully our dishwasher was running and Simon was clashing around in his noisy wheel, so it somewhat drowned out the amorous neighbors. My goodness. I really was quite grumpy. After I fell back asleep Alynna woke up around four, and then again around six, which is normal. An almost perfect night.
Last night wasn't too enjoyable. She was having tummy problems or something, because during what should have been her bedtime she was just plain angry. I think I "put her to bed" at least three times. Finally, at 11:30pm, Brad said he was taking her on a car ride. Before they left I thought I'd change her diaper and hope that was the miracle cure she was longing for. Against my better judgement I decided to change her quickly on the bed instead of her padded and protected changing area. As soon as I whipped off the diaper she allowed poop to flow freely over my bedspread.
Oh the joys of life with a newborn.
That all being said I do love having the new baby in the house. I love seeing the siblings interact with her. I enjoy holding her (when she's not screaming). I like kissing her chubby-bunny cheeks. I always say good-bye to my good-night-sleeps when a new baby comes. It's just that season of life. Sleep, who needs it, right? Sleep is for the weak!
Oh, how I'd love to sleep five consecutive hours. :)