So here it is.
I've been busying myself with decorating plans for the apartment. It's been a cluttered "box" of an apartment for too long. I'm going to get some real curtains up in all of the rooms and hopefully some carpet remnants (if I can find somewhere that sells them over here) so that our neighbours stop complaining about our noise.
I'm thinking about painting one wall of the livingroom a dark grey, but I'm not sure yet. It depends on how the place looks once I finally get curtains up and art on the walls. I need to get rid of the echoes in the bedrooms too, I thought that it would get better once we had furniture in there but it hasn't.
Speaking of art, I totally need to look into getting some paints and canvas. I'm not about to go out and buy "art" when I can do it myself. I have some ideas tucked away.
Mikey boo misses his daddy. I'm doing ok for the most part. I've lived on my own before so I know the drill to some extent. Dealing with Mikey is the real problem I face at the moment. It doesn't help that he's getting 2 molars in and I think he's constipated too, poor baby. He gets all excited every time he hears our neighbours door because he thinks it's his daddy coming through our door.
He's stopped sleeping again. It now takes me about an hour to get him to bed at night and he started waking up at stupid hours again. I attempted to retrain him to sleep but got complaints from the people who live below us. Funny how they wait until my husband is gone before complaining, they didn't say a word when we sleep trained him the first time. The man even had the audacity to tell me that I should spank Mikey for waking up... um how about no? Now I have nothing against spanking when children are naughty (when I say naughty I'm meaning in the more extreme circumstances when no other repremand is having an effect) however waking up at night because his teeth and tummy hurt and he misses his daddy doesn't really meet the critera for a spanking. Sorry, I guess that makes me a terrible parent with an out of control child.
I find it a little odd that this man seems to think that spanking him will make him stop crying... I've generally found it to have the opposite effect. I guess he must mean that I should brutally beat my son into submission, that's fantastic parenting advice. I wonder if that's why his own kids are eerily quiet? Urgh, enough about him... he has annoyed me enough this week.
It snowed again this week. It was absolutely beautiful when I woke up yesterday morning, Mikey and I went out to play. He hasn't ever touched snow before and he was looking out the window all excited so I couldn't resist.
The local kids built an enormous snowman. It was so huge one of the dads had to get a plank of wood to be able to roll the head up onto the body. It's sitting in the playground outside my window and it looks totally awesome.
Unfortunately, due to having no one to talk to in the evenings I have become re-addicted to watching desperate housewives. And that's what I'm going to go watch now. Good night.
We have Moved
So here it is.