False Alarm

Anya slept like a rock all night with only one night time bottle. She didn't spit up or choke any more. I think maybe she just got overtired from not napping at all yesterday and worked herself into a frenzy. It happens. I put her in her crib after her bottle and went to bed. Now she's napping peacefully in her pack 'n' play like nothing was ever the matter. So I think I'm going to just keep an eye on her over the next couple of days and see if we have any repeat episodes like yesterday. If nothing major happens before her scheduled appointment on the 9th of November I'll just ask my questions then. Taking a newborn to the doctor by myself more than once is not something I want to do if I don't have to.

I'm loving having my office area in this little sunroom alcove off of the living room. Who needs Murray Feiss when you have enough windows to give you the illusion of typing your blogs from the surface of the sun? My only qualm is the lack of windows on the other side of the living room near the dining area because it causes the dining room to be dark even during the day which is kind of annoying. I hate using lights when I could have natural sunlight streaming in. But I'm off to put some of this natural sunlight to good use by unpacking whatever I can while Fussy McFusserson finally slumbers.