Vitamins

So we started Nola on some vitamins. She's kind of hit a stage of pickier eating, and she's just so tiny, and I've heard a good dose of B12 never hurt anybody. So I went to Whole Foods and got her some yummy gummy ones without any food dyes or crazy weird stuff. They look and taste like candy. One whiff of the open canister sends you straight to heaven. When Ryan opened them up the first time he said, "Mmmmm. Smells like Jesus."

Well, she got one that afternoon or something. And the next morning, before the Lord, she woke up a different girl. So much energy, so happy, so active, so interested in everything. It was like night and day. I wouldn't have thought there was anything wrong with her before. She's just a quiet, calm kind of girl. But now she's friendlier, more outgoing. It was practically a personality switch. I wasn't expecting this. I thought it would help her out a little. I didn't think it would turn her into SUPER NOLA!

It reminds me of the time we had her on iron because she had tested borderline anemic at her one year check up. All the sudden she seemed hyper. She wasn't the same, mellow, laid back baby. We had been so proud of her mellow yellow qualities until we realized it was because she was ANEMIC!

I am thankful it worked so well for her. So. So. Well. There are days when I hand her the vitamin and Ry looks at me, shakes his head, and mouths, "No! Don't give it to her!" And we laugh.

We're keeping 'em healthy here at the Long house.

Monday's Mundane Memories

Great day here. Aside from the crazy wind. Got the girls out the door by nine o'clock to get some groceries. Stopped by Scooters and saw Ryan, who was discussing business over coffee with his dad. Even after seeing him, Nola still really wanted to go to Daddy's office. We stopped at home to unload groceries and feed Violet. Then we went up to see Daddy, Papa, and Grandma. Nola saw the office building as soon as we started down the hill towards it. "Daddy's office!!!!" she yelled from the back. After we got upstairs we chatted for a while. Showed everyone the new stroller. It rocks. As we were leaving the office suite Nola said, "Let's go ride the alligator." Elevator.

Violet fell asleep on the way home. She stayed asleep after I moved her to her bed and has now been asleep for three hours! That's rare for her, but we had a very busy weekend so it's understandable.

Nola and I ate some noodles and goldfish before she went down for her nap. While we ate I said to her, "Did you have a fun day today?" She said Mhhhm. I said, in a tone of beginning a series of statements, "We went out and got some groceries..." She finished using the same tone of voice, "Go to Daddy's office....watched some tv...." So adorable.

Thinking about the zoo sometime this week. It's supposed to be very nice, and I want to give my new stroller a work out!

Done!

I did it. Four days in a row of getting up at 6:30. And I ended up loving it! But I reeeeeeally want to take a nap right now. Both girls are asleep and the house feels mostly in order. I won't do it, though! First, because I'm blogging. Second, because I'm waiting for something from UPS. (The second seat to my new stroller! Woohoo!)

The key to success for me is to get in the shower IMMEDIATELY after the alarm goes off. Don't try to eat breakfast, throw in a load of laundry, or have a quiet time before the shower, Char. I guess it's like my cup of coffee. The whole world looks better after I've showered.

This whole experiment was easier than I thought it would be. It payed off just like I thought it would, but it didn't exceed my expectations. I did get a little cranky with the fam last night, and I think it was because I was tired. It might take a few more days, or weeks, of the routine for my body to adjust.

I think it might really help our family's Saturday dilema. Lots of Saturdays I end up feeling a little sad because the day is no different for me than any other day. The girls schedule is the same, and the house still gets dirty, and I still have to feed everyone. Sometimes Ry and I can get a little irritated with each other because I want to go DO something, and he wants to enjoy being home since he worked all week. I think it will really help me if I get up at 6:30 Monday through Friday. I can "sleep in" on Saturday and it will make the day feel a lot different.

All in all, glad I did it. Will I keep doing it? Yes. Will I keep reporting my daily wakenings to you all? No. Accountability is over, sweetheart. If I snooze, I snooze. You'll never know about it...