I am such a LOUSY mother when I'm tired. I love my kid, and I even like her a whole lot, but when I'm short on sleep, it's so tempting to just stick her in the bouncy seat and let her entertain herself all day. I dozed off during all but one feeding today. And I did just stick her in the bouncy seat a LOT.
Last night I was asleep by 11:15-ish, and... she woke up an hour early. Again. I'm hoping this really is a growth spurt and not her permanent schedule. She went from sleeping until 8:30 (at least 8:30; I was waking her up, so who knows how long she would have slept) to waking up at 7:00 HUNGRY and PISSED. She practically ate her own body weight today, though, so I'm guessing growth spurt.
I've been washing my face with castor oil recently (The Oil Cleansing Method).
(Castor oil is a laxative. Imagine Naomi, walking into the pharmacy at Wal-mart and asking, "Where is the castor oil, please? I need it for my face.")
It's awesome. I just use castor oil, though it supposedly dries your skin out if it's not diluted with something else. Not mine. Which is weird. My skin isn't THAT oily. And it dries out really easily during the winter.
So I've been smearing laxatives all over my face, and my skin is better than it's been since about second trimester. I forgot how crappy my skin was in the six months that it was suddenly, magically beautiful. Then I had the baby, and my hormones just crapped all over me. My skin was not spared. I thought the bad skin would go away, and then it didn't, and then I cried because I realized that no, this is just how my skin always is. Oh, to be pregnant again!
My skin isn't acne-ridden or anything. It's just... eugh. And completely unresponsive to typical treatments. And extremely sensitive and irritable. So, castor oil, I salute thee! I'm just waiting for the day the baby gets ahold of it by accident. I very clearly remember one of the first times I was allowed to bath alone. I found a razor and shaved my arms. Just imagine what I might have done with castor oil.
As often happens, I had more to say, but I've now forgotten it. It had something to do with clothing, I think, but I can't remember what. So. Good night.