Putting Your Foot in Your Mouth

My son is happily gnawing on his sock right now. It’s amusing because he has this expression on his face like, “Dude! Did you know I have FEET? And they’re edible! How cool is that?” Sometimes I’m afraid he’ll choke himself, trying to stuff that little foot in his mouth, but he usually just ends up with a sodden sock.

He was back to his old terrible habits this week, in sleeping. Midnight, two a.m., four a.m., you get the idea. Very fussy, very gassy. Last night was the first time I managed to break the cycle a little. I gave him his rice cereal just before bedtime, and this time I gave him no medicine or Mylanta at all. I’m not convinced this is truly reflux, though he is very gassy. He went to sleep at 9:00 and was up at 11:00 p.m. It really throws your night off when you only get an hour’s sleep before you’re woken up. But I got him settled again at 11:30 (I gave him gas drops instead of Mylanta) and he slept ’til four. Now that was much better. I can probably manage to string together a sentence today.

And speaking of sentences, I’m hard at work again on new stuff. I’m dividing my time between several proposals and the self-imposed revisions on Wedded to the Enemy, and am having a blast.

An aside–you know how I was laughing at my lack of interior design capabilities? I got an e-mail from an interior design company promising that my style of interior design could work with theirs and how I should set up a marketing form on my site to bring my interior design clients to them. Um, gee, really? The graham-cracker ridden floors and sticky walls would work with their clientele? Who knew? Gotta love Spam.

So Mother’s Day is coming up this Sunday. There’s only one thing I want, and I am BEGGING my husband to let me do this. I want someone to come and clean my house, twice a month. (Can you hear the angels singing? They’re holding sponges and spray bottles of Lysol.) This is the only thing I want, and I’m hoping against hope that we can find a good person to do this.

What are you all doing for your moms? If you are a mom, what are you hoping for?

Interior Design

**Update**I know I sound like a broken record here, but I’m still searching for that All Powerful Answer to why my baby won’t sleep for longer than four hours at a stretch. There’s something I’m not getting, and though some nights are better than others, there doesn’t seem to be any sort of pattern. The only other thing I can think of is teething. My little guy is grabbing at his mouth constantly, jamming anything he can find into his gums. Today I felt like a walking chew toy as he proceeded to stuff my t-shirt into his mouth and gnaw on my shoulder. Hey, whatever makes him happy. If it would make him sleep for ten hours, I would consider letting him gnaw the entire arm off.
And, good news! My editor accepted the revisions on Her Warrior Slave, so my next book will definitely be out in November. **

Today, we enjoyed walking through the Parade of Homes in a local luxury neighborhood. I’ll admit, I love looking at houses. I love to dream about living in a fabulous home that looks like the pages of a catalogue. I think it’s because I have absolutely zero talent at interior decorating. My mother is amazing and she knows just how to put a particular lamp or a certain picture in the right place to make the house inviting. I tend to shy away from buying pictures, because I’m slightly afraid of having to live with them for twenty years and what if they don’t look right? On the rare occasions I got hammer-happy and started putting up pictures, almost inevitably I took them down later because they looked as if my four-year-old hung them up.

But then, when I look at homes done by designers, some of them strike me as too frou-frou and overly complicated. I saw a lot of random bird cages in these houses. Maybe it’s a mystical subliminal message that in this house, you’ll feel free and uninhibited. More likely, I’d trip over the darned thing and go flying down the stairs.

I also saw a lot of chocolate-colored walls. Darker tones seem to be the trendy thing right now. I’m just not into that. My walls tend to be softer, shades of blue and green for the bathrooms, a light sand for the den. Okay, and I’ll admit there happen to be some hand prints that belong to a certain few toddlers. I think that will be my own nod to interior design. Instead of sponge painting and glazes, I’ll have my children dip their hands into chocolate and milk, and just touch everything. And maybe I’ll artfully scatter newspapers across the coffee table, combined with the stacks of coupons that I really should cut out. The carpets will have trails of graham cracker crumbs and crushed goldfish crackers, along with jelly beans from Easter two years ago.

We’ll call it the Realistic Look.

Thursday Thoughts

You know, I think babies are God’s way of saying, “You’re not in charge.” After a nice weekend of the baby sleeping better, we’re back to square one. Last night was the worst yet, despite the elevated crib mattress, gas drops, antacid, and attempted nursing sessions. The baby was awake Every Single Hour.

Note to husbands everywhere: This is the part where you get out of bed and say, “Honey, I’ll get the baby. You try to get some sleep since you’ve been up for the last five hours.”

On the bright side, I did get my foreign editions in the mail. Both the German and Italian copies of Her Irish Warrior finally showed up at my door. I was particularly excited about the German version since I read German. I’m hoping the translation holds up.

In other very cool news, I saw that The Warrior’s Touch has been released this month in Italian! I get such a kick out of that. You can see the Italian cover here. I was a little disappointed that they didn’t use Connor’s bare back, but that’s okay. It looks like they re-titled it, too. Seems to be “The Warrior’s Revenge.” That’ll work.

I’ll be stumbling my bleary-eyed self to work in a bit, but just thought I’d drop in and share my news. I’m contemplating doing a web page redesign in the next six months or so. I’d like to have a better organization system for the Books page. If you all have any suggestions or things you’d like me to add in, I’m all ears!