Oh What a Weekend! (part one)

Let's do a timeline, just to keep me organized. This blog got a little too long as I was typing, so I decided to make it a two-parter:

Saturday morning- went to St. John's for breakfast and famer's market with my sister. Visited one of my favorite children's consignment/handmade goods store up there called Lilly Toad. I casually told the girl working there about the cloth babywipes I like to make out of fabric remnants and used recieving blankets. I knew they sold gently used cloth diapers, but I didn't see any cloth wipes for sale and wondered if they might want to sell some from 'lil 'ol me. I didn't at all expect her reaction; which was a very eager YES! She seemed pretty excited about it, which made me pretty freakin excited! So I have been cutting and sewing during every nap and spare minute I could find in this busy weekend. The biggest challenge right now is decided how much to charge. It is a consignment store, so $ from the sale is split 60/40 (them). The materials for the wipes are cheap, and they are easy. I don't have a serger, so I used a zig-zag stitch; but I know it works just great, because I have been using my own wipes for a year now with no problems. It is mostly just time consuming and tedius to measure and cut tons of squares and sew the same thing over and over. So I have to figure out how much my time is worth. (plus, I think the fact that they are made from re-used product will appeal to the PDX eco-friendly moms). Wish me luck on this!

Saturday (day): I almost had a meltdown. We had an evening wedding party at 7pm and were bringing Maddy with us. It was our first late event bringing the baby since she has had a designated bedtime. You know, once she grew past the newborn-who-sleeps-anywhere, anytime phase. She only napped 25 minutes in the morning, so I was hopeful for a long afternoon nap to leave her feeling refreshed for the night ahead of her. Well, my stubborn little girl must have known this was my plan, because she refused to nap. She fought tooth and nail for 2 hours. Playing in her crib, "doot doot"ing, jumping. Didn't shed a single tear. I came in periodically to change her diaper and offer her formula/milk or water. I even tried rocking her, but she was far more interested in my nostrils than sleep. My Saturday was slipping away and I had not gotten a moment of mommy/alone/sanity time. As she layed there picking my nose, the anger/frustration just boiled over and I screamed with my mouth shut. Yep, you heard me. I screamed with my mouth shut. I had to release somehow, but I didn't want to scream in my happy baby's face. I'm sure it looked as weird as it sounds, because Maddy responded with a very nervous laugh. I gently set her in her crib and walked away. I haven't had one of those moments in a LONG time. I gathered my stregnth and what speck of patience I had; took a deep breath, and 10 minutes later I walked into my smiling daughter's room and said, "Hi sweet baby. Okay, so what are we going to do now?" So we read a book, ate a snack, and chatted with each other over cheerios and cheese. Despite having only 25 minutes of nap between 6:30am and 10:30pm, Maddy was a hit at the party and didn't have a single melt-down moment. She laughed, danced, clapped, and just soaked in watching and interacting with all the people around her. Lord help me; my daughter is just like me.