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January 19, 2007
She's Huge!
Okay, so she's not really. But she's growing so fast. Day care says she's the oldest baby they have yet still the smallest. And at times she does seem so very, very tiny (because she is, I know) but most of the time - she's HUGE!
January 18, 2007
The TV Gods Hate Me
CSI.
What do these have in common? Other than being the trifecta of Kim's TV?
Thursdays. And 9 PM.
Every single one of them. There are 167 other hours of the week one of them could have chosen. But no. All three are on at the exact same time.
I've been lucky enough that at least one has been in reruns since this started but tonight? Oh no - Tonight they're all new. My TiVo can only handle two! Why? What have I done so very wrong that even the TV gods are picking on me?
(Yeah, I know, Grey's airs again tomorrow night. Shutup. That's not the point.)
"A to Z of Me"
A friend quasi-tagged me for this and since I desperately need something to keep me going today, I'll do it. That, and it's one of the better of these I've seen lately.
A – Available or No? Absolutely not.
B – Best Friend? Monica and Kim
C – Cookie? Today – chocolate crinkle cookies
D – Drink of choice? Raspberry Lemonade
E – Essential item used everyday? Toothbrush, laptop, diaper genie, TiVo
F – Favorite Color? At this moment - White
G – Gummy Bears or Worms? So Bears!
H – Hometown? Vernal, UT
I – Indulgence? Truffles (not the fungus ones!), Grey’s Anatomy, baby-things shopping
J – January or February? January
K – Kids and their names? Madeleine
L – Life is incomplete without? My dogs. Of all the things I need to “complete” my life, they’re the only things I don’t have at the moment.
M – Marriage Date? January 25
N – Number of siblings? 4
O – Orange or Apple? Orange. No apple. Wait. Orange. But apple. I’m making the rules: Both.
P – Phobias/Fears? Spiders. Icky millipede things I’ve discovered since living here. Uncertainty. The stupid Ring girl. People.
Q – Favorite Quote? Today? It’s in my sidebar. I collect them so I’m always finding new favorites.
R – Reason to Smile? Tomorrow? IS FRIDAY!!
S – Season? Winter – when it actually snows. Otherwise, Fall.
T – Tag 4 to 5 people? Nope. Not gonna do it.
U – Unknown fact about me? I cannot eat a sandwich without it falling apart. (peanut butter doesn’t count!)
V – Vegetable I don’t like? Cauliflower
W – Worst Habit? Not making decisions
X – X-ray you’ve had? Back, arm, foot
Y – Your favorite food? Depends on the day
Z – Zodiac Sign? Leo. Why can’t people get that the world revolves around ME?
January 17, 2007
Month Seven
If I am not doing five things at once, I often feel lazy or bored. The other night I was sitting on the floor playing with the baby and her toys and it occurred to me that I didn’t want to be doing anything else at all. She is becoming this interactive little person who thinks she’s the coolest thing ever.
She’s not wrong.
She learned to sit-up by herself very quickly this past month. I put her on the floor with a blanket around her a couple of times and before I knew it, she didn’t need the blanket anymore. She began the month with toppling right over and ended it with sitting completely by herself for extended periods. Granted, she still topples over every now and again, when she gets bored or too excited and can’t figure out which way to reach. It has made life a whole lot easier though. We can put her down and surround her with toys and she can easily entertain herself for quite a while - especially now that she is figuring out how to play with her toys.
She does have a few favorite toys already. One of them is practically as big as she is. She still loves her giraffe and now she has a gigantic dog that NEVER SHUTS UP! and her gloworm. She grins at them and laughs at them and talks to them like you wouldn’t believe. Mostly she just likes to shove as much of them as she can in to her mouth. If it has lights or makes noise, it passes. If it has lights AND makes noise? Well that’s just the best thing ever. Yes, I already want to throw myself out a window from all the talking and the singing and the beeping and the clattering. Of course she loves the toys that make noise because I swore I’d have as few as possible.
6-months old brought her first Christmas, her first New Year’s Eve (which she so kindly slept right through – well, the “midnight” part of it, anyway), her first swim, her first solid foods (that weren’t rice cereal because that so doesn’t count), her first bloody nose (damn Utah air) her first tastes of actual food of which she is a big fan. Though apparently not of pears. Bring on the vegetables though. We started her with avocados in Utah and she wasn’t really sure about that. Each new food, of course, takes her a while but then she’ll devour it. Except for pears.
With each month that passes she becomes more and more her own person. She is gaining so much control over her movements and sounds. And her parents.
We learned from taking her swimming that she is a big fan of the water. She can't get enough. She has moved to the “big kid” seat in her bathtub. We have the kind that has different spots for newborns and infants/toddlers. She thinks it’s so cool that she actually gets to sit up in her bath now. It makes for a much wetter experience for both of us. She splashes with her arms and legs and has recently started trying to push herself up and forward to get to the other side. The kid knows no fear.
She’s getting much better in the car. We bought a pacifier chain to help keep track of it when she spits it out but that’s only the secondary use for her. She enjoys playing with and chewing on the flowers of it more than she likes the actual pacifier. But whatever keeps her entertained! She’s getting a lot better about sleeping on the commute as well. That’s been sanity-saving. The screams are few and far between and mostly it’s a pleasant ride to and from work each day. (As pleasant as a 1-hour, boring as hell drive can be for anyone.)
We’ve not had the dogs here for a large portion of this month. It’s been pretty sad, especially with as interactive as she’s getting. I’m sure sitting up would help her grab puppy tails a lot more easily. I doubt she notices, or cares if she does, but I feel bad that they aren’t around to gradually go through all the steps with her. They’re going to come back to a mobile demon-child and not know what in the world to do or how to escape her or why won’t this thing keep her mouth off of me??
Random Things I’ve Learned During the seventh month:
-I still have another year to have to care about Christmas.
-Baby food is messy and it seriously can stain. And it smells nasty. Especially after making its way through the system.
-When you’re sorting baby clothes, make sure you pay attention so that when you’re pulling the next size out you don’t realize you missed some that she never even got to wear because you put them in the wrong stinking size section.
-When baby clothes say “6 months” it means 3-6 months, not 6-9 months.
-When the baby is so tiny anyway, it doesn’t really matter what the sizes say because she can still wear pajamas that are 0-3 months so just try it on already!
-When she likes the water, don’t take her out ‘til she’s good and ready (i.e. BLUE), otherwise you will have hell to pay.
The Child is Trying to Kill Me
Before we left for Utah she was sleeping. A little bit. Certainly not through the night, but she was only waking up three-ish times and was easy to get back to sleep. Then we went to Utah. She hardly slept at all at night while we were there. I figured getting her home and back to her own bed would help and after a few nights, everything would be fine again. HA!
She’s been impossible at nights. And while usually it’s the fussy “I’m so tired but how DARE you suggest I go to sleep” fight, last night was a whole different ballgame. Last night, after weeks of not sleeping, I was exhausted. Falling asleep in the chair at 7:00 PM exhausted. I figured I’d try to get to bed at a decent hour and see if that would help her get a little more sleep through the night. We went to bed around 10:00 and by 12:30 I had taken her into her dad’s room, plopped her on the floor with her toys and told Dan, “Bring her to me when she finally decides she’s tired.” I went back to bed and tried to sleep through her screeches coming from down the hall. Not screams. No. She wasn’t upset. Screeches of sheer delight that she won and now got her toys to play with, not just her hands and feet like what she had in the bed with mean ole’ Mommy.
It seems if I let her stay up VERY late and then put her to sleep, it’s a lot better on both of us. Dan brought her in shortly after 1:00 because she was yawning. Right to sleep. ARG! Though, of course she didn’t stay that way. She’s been waking up so often at night lately and never easily or quickly going back to sleep like before. By the time the alarm goes off in the mornings, I feel like I’ve just barely gotten to sleep. (Because, of course, she sleeps the soundest after 6 AM.)
So my days drag. All I wanna do is get home and try to sleep – knowing she won’t let me. The commute has been horrible. I can barely stay awake. I’m like a mindless drone just trying to get through the day. It’s awful. I’m sure I’m just a delight to deal with as well. Someday, when I wake up, I’ll actually start posting more regularly. And maybe even get her Seven Month post up here. Someday. If I ever wake up.
being kept awake at night by this cuteness??
January 8, 2007
Random Christmas Pictures
So many people have asked, so here are a few pictures from Li'l Miss M's first Christmas.
The beginning of playing catch-up
I had one objective when we went to Utah for two and a half weeks. One. Get a picture of my baby in the snow. There was a ton of snow in Vernal. It even snowed quite a bit two of the days we were there. But did I get a picture of my baby in the snow? No. Not one. I suck.
So – yeah – we spent the holidays in Utah with our families. It was a really nice break. I was worried that I would be ready to come home by day 2 (if I even made it through day 1) but that wasn’t the case. By the time it was all over and we were coming home, I was really sad about having to leave. It was the best two weeks I’d had since becoming a mom. It was nice to have a million other people around to whom I could just say “Take her” so I could… I dunno… go pee?
The spoiled little twerp sweet little baby had a really great first Christmas. She, of course, was not remotely interested in any of it. We did our family Christmas before we left for Utah and I didn’t even bother wrapping any of her stuff. Next year. (Hopefully I’ll have a better take on the holidays altogether next year.)
Everyone managed to get sick in one way or another while we were there. (Except me. No, I get to catch it when we get back. Lucky me. Although, yeah – lucky me. I get to be sick in my own house, with my own bed, on my own schedule. Yippie!) I guess that’s what happens when a bunch of contagious people get together to spread the holiday germs spirit.
My sister’s family came to Vernal for New Year’s and stayed in a hotel with a pool. I took the baby swimming for the first time. She loved it. She couldn’t get enough of it. She refused to be held up, she wanted to be on her belly, in the water, arms splashing and legs kicking. It was great. Of course, I kept putting off buying new camera batteries and it served me right - so I had to steal the pictures from my sister-in-law. (THANKS, Amber!)
It was really great to just have a few days to hang out with family. Usually when we go, we’re there for such a short period that we never feel like we get to see anyone, let alone spend any time visiting with them.
Anyway, we’re back now and someday I’ll actually get to posting semi-regularly again. Maybe. I could say that was one of many New Year’s Resolutions I’d made, but I didn’t make any so it would be a lie. No resolutions. What a great, organized way to start a new year. ARG! Resolutions, like pictures of Madeleine in the snow, were at the top of my to-do list but then life laziness got in the way.