Sleep, Sweet Sleep

I have no idea what to do right now.

I've caught up reading my blogroll, I even went so far as to check out Crazy Aunt Purl's archives. Which I don't normally do.

I've made my list of what errands I need to run today.

And what I need to get at Trader Joe's for the Sangria tonight.

And still, Taryn is alseep.

Hmmmmm. I'm starting to think the disturbance of the last couple weeks (read: no naps, staying awake until midnight, then getting up at 7:30am, after wanting to nurse every 1.5 hours at night) may have been due to a serious growth spurt, and not teething like I had thought. She does seem a lot bigger to me, I'm guessing she's probably up to 16 lbs?

And I'm thinking the cereal is helping her to sleep like a normal child, at least during the day, because guess what? She still gets up to eat at least 3x each night. Normally.

Oh, speaking of the Devil, my Sweet Angel is calling.

Good thing too, feels like my boobs were going to explode soon!