The Slumberus Interruptus Edition

Sleep. When the unconscious world overtakes the conscious one thus allowing for a recuperative interval. Riiiiight. It would seem Morpheus has completely dropped us from his route. Now of course we knew this was coming, but there's just no way to be prepared for it until it finally happens. Gracie has decided in the last few days that she is a night owl, and one that likes feeding every 2 hours. Still she's a beauty that we wouldn't trade for all the sleep in the Sandman's bag. My parents managed to get back to the States in one piece. They (and my sister Essie) were a big help, taking Gracie when we needed a break, cooking and doing some laundry for us. Stuff that we just didn't have the energy to do the first week. It especially helped that they were here when I needed to go to classes since I felt a little better about leaving with Shell having people around, rather than all alone. History of Ancient Egypt is a semster class, so my prof is really cramming in several thousand years of history every session. I've already received a mark in the class though, getting a perfect 10 on my map test, so hey...at least I'll get a 10 in this class. History of Modern Espionage is a fascinating class, though we've had only one lecture thus far. It is interesting to trace the common pitfalls of intelligence failures throughout history, and I'm looking forward (sort of) to working on my 2 research projects this year for the class. Now back to baby central... We've had several visits from the mid-wives and Gracie seems to be growing perfectly. Apparently they've been fighting at the clinic over who gets to visit us :) We have a few more visits, though these will be AT the clinic and then they release us to our family doctor. Here at home the dogs have really taken a shine to the baby. Willow likes to crawl up on the bed at night and listen to Gracie coo...while Dixie just wants to cuddle. We had a very big day on Wednesday as we had planned to take Gracie to meet both her Great-Grandmothers. However we only accomplished half our task since there was an emergency that prevented Grandma Snyder from coming. But we did spend quite a bit of time with Grandma Amos who seemed to love her great-granddaughter very much-and the feeling was mutual. Then we went over to my in-laws house for an evening of Chinese food and relaxation. I always feel extremely relaxed at their house, the warmth and comfort are very much in demand at the moment. Plus Gracie's Gramps Gerry hasn't had as much baby time as all the other grandparents. And she got to meet one of her many Grand-Aunts, Karen.. Last night I gave her a bath and she was completely in heaven in the warm water...she likes to splash...and it's one of the few times she shows off her long legs and arms. Normally she's completely scrunched up, but in the tub she stretches out. She'll have her mommy's long limbs that's for sure. I know everybody is supposed to think their child is the most adorable one on the planet, but I ask you...how can there be one cuter than this... Just to show you that she isn't all sunshine and flowers...here's one where she's clearly plotting evil... No matter though...she's daddy's girl Well two weeks in and we haven't set her on fire, dropped her on her head, left her in the backyard, or lost her...so things are going pretty well I think. Til next time Cheers