Wed., April 8, 1992
Ez. slept til 8 the past two morning. That was nice. But she hasn't been taking good naps. It's like she just wants to wait til nearly lunchtime to go to sleep then doesn't want an aft. nap til almost suppertime. Today I kept her up all morning & she went to sleep right after lunch, 12:30. I figured she'd take a long nap but it was 2:38 when she woke up. I had dozed some during my story & was just getting really to sleep when she woke up. She's already woke up a couple of times tonight. I checked her diaper, rocked her once, then let her cry herself to sleep about 10 min. Hopefully she'll sleep all night. She woke up last night but we were still up & Guy was in there almost 30 minutes. She woke up once overnight but went right back to sleep but I couldn't go back to sleep for nearly 1 1/2 hrs.
Guy's ship went to the yards for 2 mos. yesterday in Portsmouth. They had a bus take them back to the base for their vehicles. He got home about the regular time. They're supposed to get off work at 4:00 while they're in the yards. Since he's got duty today we'll have to wait til tomorrow to see what time he gets home.
I finally got started sewing on Ez's dress last night & did a little tonight. I don't know if I'm going to get them both done or not. The sewing machine is sure different since the tuneup. Everything's so tight. I have to really push down hard to reverse. But the fabric feeds through so much better with the new feed dogs. Guy did have to adjust those for me cause they were hitting against the cover plate and making it come up. It's ok now.
This morning Ez. & I went to Office Warehouse to get a multi strike ribbon for the word processor. I also stopped at Lens Crafters to get my glasses adjusted–again. It was a really nice day out yesterday & today–in the 70's. I strolled Ez. to get the mail & went to the corner of Windbrooke & back.
I went to the dentist yesterday aft. Barb was substitute teaching this week so I had to take Ez. with me. I put her in the stroller. She did pretty well til it got to be too long. I gave her a bottle of juice but she wouldn't hold it herself. It would've helped if the hygienist had talked to her some. All I could do was grunt. I tried clapping hands but that didn't last long. She did well overall though I guess. At least they didn't tell me to never bring her in again.
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