Fall Back

Ahh, fall back.  Remember when it was SO COOL!?!?  Like in high school when you could stay up later and still get more sleep?!?  Or even in your mid-twenties when you could do that?!?!

Now Fall Back can otherwise be called "Fall Apart" - referring to your baby's schedule (and "schedule" is a term I use loosely these days anyway, ever since our trip and her stomach bug and the many new teeth.  Oh, I haven't written about those things yet?  Just take my word for it).

I have been dreading this day for a couple of weeks now.  My friend Adrienne was like "What's the big deal?  She'll just wake up when it's light.  No problem!"  And I said um, what species of baby have you been raising?  Because my species of baby wakes up to an internal alarm clock that goes off regardless of the fact that her room is pitch black at 6am!!!  (again, this is the trip and the stomach bug and the teeth talking.  I think we might be getting back to a more reasonable 6:30 wake up.  Maybe).

Fun fact: last year, Fall Back occurred on Sunday, November 6.  I was scheduled to be induced (with my 15-day-late-baby-nope-she's-not-stubborn-at-all-now-that-she's-born-nope) at midnight on Monday, November 7.  That means after waiting 42 weeks and one day to meet this little miracle, on top of that we had to wait A WHOLE EXTRA HOUR because of Fall Back.  I do not think I slept in that day either, seeing as I knew that it would be my last day of freedom for the rest of my life without a baby.  I probably got up and went for a run.  Here's a pic of me that day!  I'm smiling but thinking "Are you serious?  This baby didn't come AND we have to wait an extra hour??"

The real reason I posted this was to refer back next year to what I did, in case I'm all worried again then.  Here's the specific things I did to prepare, and help the day go smoothly:

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Yeah, not much to report.  Haha.  Wasn't dread-worthy, that's for sure, but I'll share how our day went anyway, because it's that exciting:

Addison woke super early, I fed her, and somehow, she went down again until 7:45 (really 6:45, but she didn't seem to get that concept when I explained that to her).

We let daddy keep sleeping, and she pushed a chair around the room while we talked about her having no desire to walk whatsoever.

At old 9:00 (really 8), I put her down for a nap.  Per usual, she did not sleep and instead talked fervently about the upcoming election.

At 9:15 (really 9:15, so I guess that would be the old 10:15), I got her up and we went to church.

Now I'm all confused about times, but despite putting her down nice and early after no morning nap, she didn't fall asleep until like, 3:15 (old 4:15) from which she awoke cranky 30 minutes later.  So naps Sunday totally failed, but is that the Fall Back?  Or just regular life?

To shake the cranks, we went for a nice family walk, and Danny got to help me with her 12 month pictures!  Which if she were having her first birthday and turning one, it would be Wednesday, but she's not, sooo, nevermind. Photo sessions are way more fun with daddy there to do the funny stuff.  Here's a preview, wearing gifts from our neighbor!!  Baby in a scarf?  Yes please!

daylight savings can't take the cute out of this girl

Bedtime was 5:45pm.  Couldn't stretch a second longer, as she opted to skip all snuggles and was swan-diving into her crib.  Thankfully, she slept through the night, but as suspected, gave us a 5am wake up this morning.  Well, she thought it was 6...

We're not done yet, but we did survive Daylight Savings 2012.  Let's make T-shirts.