All posts by Savvy Spoonie

I am an artist, writer, jeweler, and a Spoonie. Before becoming a Spoonie I was a very busy high achieving attorney and advocate bent on saving the world. Now I'm struggle to redefine my life to fit within my reduced energy level. Some days are better than others. I have fibromyalgia, trigeminal neuralgia, and chronic daily migraine.
Otter

It’s co-sleeping dear…

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Not co-nighttime-play.

Otter was awake a lot last night. Monkey had a nightmare around two a.m., which woke him up and resulted in a very awake baby smacking me in the face and kicking me in the stomach for half an hour or so. (Monkey dreamed about Tarantulas biting her, which I stated was very unlikely for them to do, given their relatively mellow natures and small fangs, and maybe they were kissing her instead? It seemed to calm her down, but I fear I may be creating a truly warped child here.)

Then he woke up at 5:30 again, ready to start our day! (Crazy kid! The only thing I start at that hour is cursing!)

So here I am, so tired I can hardly keep my eyes open, and wishing I had been wise enough to fall asleep at 8.

Otter? Well he is tired too, but is he napping??? NO!! He is an unstoppable force of baby nature…. determinedly getting into every nook, cranny, drawer, meat cleaver, and poisonous plant in the world, while his bleary-eyed Mom tries to keep up.

Crap, he has the speaker wire again….

parenting

I love pets… really! I swear!

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I do. I love them so much I have five! Three cats and two dogs! (Yes I am insane)
I love their snuggles, and their loyalty, their warm purring bodies trapping me in at night. One cat on each part of me not covered by a baby.
(Yes I am becoming claustrophobic.)
I love feeding and caring for five additional creatures. (Nothing like cat and dog food to add to the grocery budget! Oohh, and emptying those catboxes is a dream! Of course, Hubby gets the joy of picking fresh poo up with little plastic baggies, and he will happily tell you how much fun that is!!)

I love cleaning up their vomit, poop, urine, and creative impulses (like the shredded toilet paper roll, or the chewed up baby toy or kiddo stuffy, or couch).

Oh and don’t forget the joy of figuring out what that random smashing sound is, or having nap time interrupted by another round of Kitten Commando.

I simply adore finding random puddles of liquid on my floor, and playing bodily function roulette. Is it pee? Bile? Drool? Water from an illicit indoor afternoon tea? (Please be water… please!)

I think the best part is finding said liquid with my feet! Oh yes, nothing quite like stepping on slightly tepid liquid at five a.m.! Joy! (Especially if it is chunky and squishes between my toes! There is nothing better for waking a person up then stepping in fresh cat vomit!!)

Yes, I think being a pet owner is one of the greatest joys in my life.