So today was a sucky day. First, I took Abby to the pumpkin patch with a friend and her son and took all sorts of great photos of the two of them amongst the pumpkins, sitting on haybales, all sorts of cute things. Then I got home and realized the camera didn't have the memory card in it. Sayonara pictures. Then I spend an hour covering one of her walking toys (this little cart-type thing she can hold on to for balance while she walks) with adorable pink material so she'd have something to hold onto at the church's harvest party tonight. But then we got there and realized she would never use it, just try to pull the material off, so all that work was for naught. Then I spent the afternoon turning the house upside down looking for a necklace I bought for a friend, only to realize after working myself into a fuming mess that I never actually bought the necklace, only thought about it.
And then we put Abby in her Halloween costume and it made me smile. So worth it.
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Monday, October 30, 2006
Not again
Okay, 6:15 is way too early, too. How long does it take babies to figure out Daylight Savings?! Please tell me she'll get it tomorrow.
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Disneyland!
So we broke down and bought annual passes for Disneyland a couple weeks ago. Dan's brother goes there with his family every time they're in town, and we're tired of not being able to join them! So when they were here we went with and introduced Abby to the World of Disney.
We didn't really know what to expect with Abby. Would the crowds bother her, the noise, having to be in the stroller? Would she sleep? Would she cry the whole time? We figured that was the beauty of the annual pass; if she wigged out we'd just go home. But wow, did she do great! She slept on the way there, ate a nice big breakfast, and was all smiles until she went back to sleep in my arms at 12:30. Slept for 45 minutes, woke up and ate, played on her stroller (her new favorite thing to do) while we waited for everyone else to get back from the Pirates of the Caribbean ride, and was all smiles while we walked around and went on her first ride (the Storybook Land boat ride). She went on three rides total: Storybook Land, Heimlich's Chew Chew Train in the Bug's Life section of California Adventure, and the Monsters Inc. ride that I really thought would make her cry because it was so loud (not that we knew that until it was too late) but she did great. She fell asleep again at 7:30 and slept most of the way home. What a doll!
Of course, we had to get her mouse ears. When we found these, we were so glad we'd waited and not gotten the standard black ones earlier in the day. The patch has Belle, Cinderella, and Snow White as little girls, and it says, "My First Ear Hat" above it.
It was a great day. Dan and I went back with my Mom a few days later; she and Dad are getting passes, too. It'll be great to have someone watch Abby so Dan and I can go on rides together--Indiana Jones, Soaring Over California, and Space Mountain (where I'm terrified of but promised Dan I'd try) are just not the same when you go alone!
We didn't really know what to expect with Abby. Would the crowds bother her, the noise, having to be in the stroller? Would she sleep? Would she cry the whole time? We figured that was the beauty of the annual pass; if she wigged out we'd just go home. But wow, did she do great! She slept on the way there, ate a nice big breakfast, and was all smiles until she went back to sleep in my arms at 12:30. Slept for 45 minutes, woke up and ate, played on her stroller (her new favorite thing to do) while we waited for everyone else to get back from the Pirates of the Caribbean ride, and was all smiles while we walked around and went on her first ride (the Storybook Land boat ride). She went on three rides total: Storybook Land, Heimlich's Chew Chew Train in the Bug's Life section of California Adventure, and the Monsters Inc. ride that I really thought would make her cry because it was so loud (not that we knew that until it was too late) but she did great. She fell asleep again at 7:30 and slept most of the way home. What a doll!
Of course, we had to get her mouse ears. When we found these, we were so glad we'd waited and not gotten the standard black ones earlier in the day. The patch has Belle, Cinderella, and Snow White as little girls, and it says, "My First Ear Hat" above it.
It was a great day. Dan and I went back with my Mom a few days later; she and Dad are getting passes, too. It'll be great to have someone watch Abby so Dan and I can go on rides together--Indiana Jones, Soaring Over California, and Space Mountain (where I'm terrified of but promised Dan I'd try) are just not the same when you go alone!
She walks!
Okay, not all the time, and not for long distances, but Abby has officially begun to walk. We even managed to get her second attempt on film, and she took, like, 5 steps. It was awesome. You can see her thinking about it: setting her feet straight, slowly letting go of whatever she's holding on to, lifting that first foot. SO cute. And she's been acting today as though she's discovering her feet for the first time again. I think maybe she's realizing she controls them. It's hilarious.
Another tooth is about to make its appearance, right next to the one she already has. I think last night it gave her some problems; she screamed on the way home from Chili's in a way she's never screamed before. It was awful. Once the Motrin kicked in and we got to my parents' place she went down for a nap and slept for about an hour. Poor girl. Aren't you glad you don't remember teething? Sheesh, talk about traumatic.
So I think this week we're going to take her to the pumpkin patch. I don't know what all you do there, to be honest, but we've heard from friends which one in our area is a good one to go to, so go we will. She's going to be a princess for Halloween, not that we'll go trick-or-treating, but we'll go to our church's harvest party and socialize a while. It's all for the scrapbook page I can make from the photos, really. :) And the fact that she is off-the-charts adorable in the costume we found. Pictures will be posted eventually...
Another tooth is about to make its appearance, right next to the one she already has. I think last night it gave her some problems; she screamed on the way home from Chili's in a way she's never screamed before. It was awful. Once the Motrin kicked in and we got to my parents' place she went down for a nap and slept for about an hour. Poor girl. Aren't you glad you don't remember teething? Sheesh, talk about traumatic.
So I think this week we're going to take her to the pumpkin patch. I don't know what all you do there, to be honest, but we've heard from friends which one in our area is a good one to go to, so go we will. She's going to be a princess for Halloween, not that we'll go trick-or-treating, but we'll go to our church's harvest party and socialize a while. It's all for the scrapbook page I can make from the photos, really. :) And the fact that she is off-the-charts adorable in the costume we found. Pictures will be posted eventually...
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gifViolette Between blog tour!
So this week, Wednesday-Friday, is the official blog tour for Violette Between There are around 60 people posting, I think, so I'm really excited to see how my rankings go. If you'd like to participate, please email me and I'll send you the necessary links. Props to my peeps at the Christian Fiction Blog Alliance for taking part, and a special thank you to all the folks in the blogosphere who've jumped on board to help out. :)
Friday, September 22, 2006
Location, Location, Location
So we've been doing the baby food thing for about 4 months now, and we'd decided over the last few weeks that she really just wasn't into it and simply preferred to nurse. We'd manage to get maybe 8 or 10 bites MAX into her before she'd clamp her lips shut (cute, albeit infuriating) and whip her head away from the spoon. Every once in a while she'd eat super well and we'd think she'd turned a corner, and then she'd go back to her picky ways.
Then last week we noticed how well she ate in her carseat. Or at my parents' place. Or at the park. Or in the stroller. Or sitting on the table at T.G.I.Friday's. Or (her favorite) standing in the playroom. And then we realized she just really doesn't like the high chair. Now she eats close to a whole jar of food three times a day! Quite the improvement from a jar over three days.
So far she's tried: carrots, green beans, peas, winter squash, sweet potato, apples, bananas, pears, and I feel like there's more but I can't remember. Anyway, this week we're trying a pear-raspberry mix. Mm!
Then last week we noticed how well she ate in her carseat. Or at my parents' place. Or at the park. Or in the stroller. Or sitting on the table at T.G.I.Friday's. Or (her favorite) standing in the playroom. And then we realized she just really doesn't like the high chair. Now she eats close to a whole jar of food three times a day! Quite the improvement from a jar over three days.
So far she's tried: carrots, green beans, peas, winter squash, sweet potato, apples, bananas, pears, and I feel like there's more but I can't remember. Anyway, this week we're trying a pear-raspberry mix. Mm!
Really Overdue Update
I HAVE NO TIME TO BLOG. It's driving me crazy, too. Anyway, here's the skinny on what The Kid's up to these days:
WHAT SHE SAYS:
Oh heavens, all sorts of noises! All the usual ba-ba, ma-ma (actually more like "mom-mom"), da-da (which I swear she knows means Dan), plus some general vowel-soup vocalizations and the occasional staccato "Huzzah!" She's also started sticking her tongue out and doing the "pbpbpbpth." (Or however it is you spell that noise.) Oh, and I swear she said, "Hey dad!" this morning. Dan heard it too, it's not just proud mama's imagination.
WHAT SHE DOES:
Cruising along the furniture in this cute, tip-toe crossover step. She is so good at standing, too! She'll plant herself and stay there for a minute or more, and even crouch down to grab stuff off the floor and stand back up without even a wobble. She crawls quickly now, too. She has this thing with knocking stuff over; if you stack up her fuzzy blocks she'll crawl from wherever she is in the room justto smack them down. Over. And over. And over. She does not tire of this game at all. She's also one-finger exploring: she'll scratch her pointer finger over the carpet, or a stuffed animal, or a book, or the new rubber alphabet floor we put down in the living room, or Dan's belly button, over and over and over, while bent over the thing and concentrating very hard. So adorable. She smacks her hand on stuff, too, a bunch of times in a row, sometimes accompanied by a hearty "Ah! Ah! Ah!" Give her a gavel and she'd made a great judge. The carseat is no longer a fun place for her; she starts crying pretty quickly after we put her in it, but if we turn on her beloved Praise Baby DVD the crying ceases immediately and she gets a look of joy and wonder on her little face, like, "Where is that magical music coming from!?"
She's nearly 9 months. I'm stunned.
WHAT SHE SAYS:
Oh heavens, all sorts of noises! All the usual ba-ba, ma-ma (actually more like "mom-mom"), da-da (which I swear she knows means Dan), plus some general vowel-soup vocalizations and the occasional staccato "Huzzah!" She's also started sticking her tongue out and doing the "pbpbpbpth." (Or however it is you spell that noise.) Oh, and I swear she said, "Hey dad!" this morning. Dan heard it too, it's not just proud mama's imagination.
WHAT SHE DOES:
Cruising along the furniture in this cute, tip-toe crossover step. She is so good at standing, too! She'll plant herself and stay there for a minute or more, and even crouch down to grab stuff off the floor and stand back up without even a wobble. She crawls quickly now, too. She has this thing with knocking stuff over; if you stack up her fuzzy blocks she'll crawl from wherever she is in the room justto smack them down. Over. And over. And over. She does not tire of this game at all. She's also one-finger exploring: she'll scratch her pointer finger over the carpet, or a stuffed animal, or a book, or the new rubber alphabet floor we put down in the living room, or Dan's belly button, over and over and over, while bent over the thing and concentrating very hard. So adorable. She smacks her hand on stuff, too, a bunch of times in a row, sometimes accompanied by a hearty "Ah! Ah! Ah!" Give her a gavel and she'd made a great judge. The carseat is no longer a fun place for her; she starts crying pretty quickly after we put her in it, but if we turn on her beloved Praise Baby DVD the crying ceases immediately and she gets a look of joy and wonder on her little face, like, "Where is that magical music coming from!?"
She's nearly 9 months. I'm stunned.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
First Steps
How perfect: Abby was standing in front of me, facing Dan a few feet away. Dan says, "Abby, start walking." AND SHE DID! Her first step*!! Just one step, though, after which she went to her knees and crawled the rest of the way to him. When she stood up, he turned her to face me, and she did it again! Too much fun. And so obedient, too!
*Okay, in the name of full disclosure, my mom said she took a step last night while she was baby-sitting. But I choose not to believe Abby's done something for the first time unless Daddy or I are on hand to witness it. Those were just for practice.
*Okay, in the name of full disclosure, my mom said she took a step last night while she was baby-sitting. But I choose not to believe Abby's done something for the first time unless Daddy or I are on hand to witness it. Those were just for practice.
Monday, August 28, 2006
We have a tooth!
We were at Babies R Us on Friday, and Abby was hanging out in the cart and getting a little impatient with our shopping. So I started making silly noises to make her laugh, and when she did, I saw something on her gum. Upon closer inspection I realized it wasn't something on her gum, but in it! A tooth! Bottom left, just barely through but definitely there. No fussing or crying or anything to let us know it was on its way, and just a slight increase in the buckets of drool she usually produces. May the rest of them all be so easy!
Saturday, August 26, 2006
Adventures at Angels Stadium
Thanks to our friends Marcela and Brian, we got to go to the Angels vs. Red Sox game on Thursday night. We weren't sure how it would go with Abby, since all she wants these days is to crawl and walk, but they were bringing their 10-month-old, Brendan, so I figured Marcela and I could take the kids for a walk if they started getting antsy.
We got there a few minutes after it had started (thanks, traffic) and Abby slept the entire way there, so that was fantastic timing. She was in a good mood going in, and for the first two innings she did great on my lap, standing and bouncing and being entertained by the woman behind us and by Brendan. Then the foul ball came.
We were in row G behind third base--prime broken bat and foul ball territory. Dan and Brian sat on our right so they could shield us from anything that happened to come winging our way. Well, a foul ball got smacked straight to our section, and when I realized it was actually coming really close, I hunched over Abby and tried to cover her head with my arm. The ball went about two rows in front of us, but someone behind us tried to go for it anyway (why?!?!) and landed ON ME. I got smashed into the top edge of the chair's back and my cheek got smooshed, too. I felt like Id have a bruise under my eye, but thankfully I didn't, although I do have a knot on my back from the chair back. And even though Abby didn't get touched, she did get a little squashed when I got squashed, and she was totally traumatized.
She sobbed for quite a while, and then, when she settled down, it was like she was in shock. Dan held her for 15 minutes and she never moved; just had her face pressed against his chest, staring at nothing, looking stunned. After a while I took her and put her in my new (and totally awesome) sling, and she did the same thing: just sat there, huddled against me, not moving.
After a while, around inning 6, I nursed her (my first nursing in public experience, and no one around us was the wiser, thanks to that sling!), because I figured she had to be hungry (hadn't eaten since before we left!) and maybe that would snap her out of it. And it did! They played "Feel Good, Inc." which is a song by The Gorillaz, and Dan and I sing the little intro to her sometimes and it makes her laugh, and when I sang along she smiled. I pulled her out of the sling and stood her up and it was like she'd just woken up: looking around, checking things out as though seeing them for the first time. Poor baby girl. Dan and I felt awful that she was so freaked out. But even after all that she didn't get wigged out by the cheering and yelling and gasping of the 43,000+ crowd. Personal growth! Yay Abby!
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Progress
At My Gym yesterday we did the bubble thing again, and Abby didn't cry! Yay! I don't have a wimpy child!
She's all over the furniture now, doing the whole cruising thing. No more plopping her on the floor so I can run to the bathroom or go put my contacts in in the mornings. *sigh*
She's all over the furniture now, doing the whole cruising thing. No more plopping her on the floor so I can run to the bathroom or go put my contacts in in the mornings. *sigh*
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
We have crawling!
Yes! She did it! And, more importantly, continues to do it. Her only motivation, however, is to get over to something she can use to stand up. Or to grab the cord to my laptop. Figures. Honestly, I don't care why she crawls, as long as she does--I'm just hoping now she'll realize it's easier to do and doesn't require a stationary object to hold on to. All this furniture-cruising and pulling-up stuff has me terrified. I just know the one time I'm not looking she'll bite it on the floor and break her adorable little nose or something. And really, it is the most adorable nose. I'd hate to see it crushed.
Friday, August 11, 2006
Saints Preserve Us
Well, she did it. I came out of the kitchen and there she was: STANDING, on her own, next to Dan's recliner, looking pleased as punch. (Albeit a little shaky on those legs--she doesn't get yet that a wider stance gives her more stability, and she tends to put her feet right next to each other.) The rest of the morning she insisted on being up and hanging on to something. I recorded this milestone in her baby book in the last remaining moments I had alone on the couch before she wrangled me into service as her spotter for the next couple hours. She started cruising a little, too, but instead of shuffling her feet along, she crosses one over the other, and most of the time the crossed-over foot gets caught when she tries to bring it around, so I did a lot of catching. She also seems to think she can let go of whatever is holding her up and lunge to grab things. I see many a face-plant in her future.
So I'm looking around the living room and realizing we're nowhere near having this place baby-proofed. Other than the edge of the hearth, which we put bumpers on when she started rolling, nothing is ready. Even though she's been able to move by rolling around, she hasn't expressed that much interest non-baby things--plus she moved slowly enough that we could get to her before she got into trouble. But lately, cords are catching her eye, and remotes, and paper (the smaller the scrap, the better)...I'm sure electrical outlets and whatever she can reach on tabletops are right around the corner. And now, with this whole walking thing on the horizon...yikes.
So I'm looking around the living room and realizing we're nowhere near having this place baby-proofed. Other than the edge of the hearth, which we put bumpers on when she started rolling, nothing is ready. Even though she's been able to move by rolling around, she hasn't expressed that much interest non-baby things--plus she moved slowly enough that we could get to her before she got into trouble. But lately, cords are catching her eye, and remotes, and paper (the smaller the scrap, the better)...I'm sure electrical outlets and whatever she can reach on tabletops are right around the corner. And now, with this whole walking thing on the horizon...yikes.
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Who says you have to crawl before you can walk?
Well, it looks like Abby will be bypassing the crawling stage altogether. She is so close, but she just won't move her hands forward when she moves her legs. Instead, she pushes her legs and braces her hands on the ground, and eventually her feet and knees slip out from under her and she ends up back on her belly. Then, if she's still motivated, she'll keep pushing with her arms and end up sliding ever so slowly backwards.
But lately she's not even doing that. She's getting her knees under her, then pushing onto her feet to try to stand. And yesterday she was holding onto my thumbs while she stood, and she let go--and I didn't hold on. She stood on her own for five whole seconds--not long unless you're counting and expecting her to fall and she's not. Now all she does when she's on the floor is try to stand up. If we sit on the floor with her, we become mere props to, well, prop her up.
Suddenly I'm aware of how unprepared I am for a child who moves.
But lately she's not even doing that. She's getting her knees under her, then pushing onto her feet to try to stand. And yesterday she was holding onto my thumbs while she stood, and she let go--and I didn't hold on. She stood on her own for five whole seconds--not long unless you're counting and expecting her to fall and she's not. Now all she does when she's on the floor is try to stand up. If we sit on the floor with her, we become mere props to, well, prop her up.
Suddenly I'm aware of how unprepared I am for a child who moves.
Extreme Cuddling
Trying to snuggle in bed with hubby and baby is not nearly as pictureque and sweet as one might hope when the baby wants nothing more than to stand and bounce on your stomach. So went our morning.
And speaking of cuddling--she hugs now! She wraps her arms around my neck and rests her head on my shoulder for just a moment then pushes off to grab my hair, or chew my chin, or whatever else she may feel like doing. But it's so adorable. And she sits in my lap now when she's first woken up or getting close to naptime, and lets me hug her or read her a book. I love it. I'm so glad I had a kid who likes to cuddle--at least at this age. Long may it last!
And speaking of cuddling--she hugs now! She wraps her arms around my neck and rests her head on my shoulder for just a moment then pushes off to grab my hair, or chew my chin, or whatever else she may feel like doing. But it's so adorable. And she sits in my lap now when she's first woken up or getting close to naptime, and lets me hug her or read her a book. I love it. I'm so glad I had a kid who likes to cuddle--at least at this age. Long may it last!
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
Updates, updates
Well, it's been quite the time around here lately. Last Thursday Abby got sick for the first time--and she did it up big! I'd been awake around 4:30 and was just falling back to sleep when I hear her suddenly start gagging and choking next to me, but she's not moving or anything. I sit her up quick and am rewarded with vomit all over my pj's and the bed. (I've hit the P-trifecta: I've been baptised in pee, poop, and puke!) Dan changes the sheets while I clean her up and change both our clothes. Luckily she's in a fine mood, smiling at herself in the bathroom mirror and everything. Back to bed around 5:15, and at 5:30--same thing! Choke, gag, sit her up, woosh. This time I turned her towards me so the bed didn't get hit (we only have two sets of sheets!). In the end, she threw up 4 times and had diarrhea until Monday or so. She still doesn't have much of an appetite--she eats hardly any solid food at all, although she's nursing back on schedule now, so that's good. Poor kid.
She is so close to crawling you almost get the sense she knows what to do but is just choosing not to do it. However, I wouldn't be surprised if she skipped crawling altogether--twice yesterday she pulled herself up to standing without any help (other than letting her hold our hands). She manages to shimmy around on the floor, but you don't really notice it; you just realize at some point that she's 5 feet from where you set her down.
My favorite new development, however, is that she likes books! She gets herself scooted over to a book and then fussses until you pick it up and read it to her. And if you set her in your lap to read she actually sits there. So far she only goes for board books; if I try books with real pages she just wants to pull at them and chew the covers. (Oddly, she does not chew the board books.) And since we only have three board books...well, lets just say that I can "read" all three books to her while simultaneously watching TV. Her favorite is "Belly Button Book!" by Sandra Boynton. (Luckily it's my favorite, too.) So I guess we'll be on the hunt for more books soon.
She still loves going to My Gym with her 9-month-old friend, Brendan. The one thing there she does not like is the bubbles. Yes, my child is a bubble-phobic. Not sure why. When we went to visit Dan's parents this weekend (during which Dan got what Abby had, but about 10 times worse), Dan's mom ("Greena" is what our nephew Simon calls her) got out the bubbles that Simon loves so much. She blew about three or four and Abby went ballistic. What the heck?!
We took her to the park for the first time last night. It was about 7 PM and she was bored out of her mind, and I felt bad for her being stuck here all day, so into the car we went to go somewhere and swing since she loves swings so much. Well, it took us three stops before we actually found a park with swings--what's up with that?!--but it was teeming with kids, so two more stops later we finally found a park with swings and hardly any kids. (Sad: Dan was pushing Abby and I hopped onto one of the "big kid" swings, thinking, "I used to love swinging!" Well, turns out my stomach can't handle it anymore and I nearly hurled. I was so bummed.) Abby really enjoyed it--swings, slides, see-saws, and it's a cute little park, too, lots of grass and hills and a little ampetheater and roller hockey rink. It's right across the street from the library, which I have a feeling we'll be visiting quite a lot for the next few years. That makes me happy. I wish we lived a little closer so Abby could go there alone when she got older. I remember trekking to the library all the time as a kid, and it was quite the distance, too, but not with the kinds of big roads that we have here. And it's sad--I get the sense people just don't let their kids do that kind of take-off-for-hours-on-end-just-be-home-in-time-for-dinner stuff anymore. So unfortunate.
She is so close to crawling you almost get the sense she knows what to do but is just choosing not to do it. However, I wouldn't be surprised if she skipped crawling altogether--twice yesterday she pulled herself up to standing without any help (other than letting her hold our hands). She manages to shimmy around on the floor, but you don't really notice it; you just realize at some point that she's 5 feet from where you set her down.
My favorite new development, however, is that she likes books! She gets herself scooted over to a book and then fussses until you pick it up and read it to her. And if you set her in your lap to read she actually sits there. So far she only goes for board books; if I try books with real pages she just wants to pull at them and chew the covers. (Oddly, she does not chew the board books.) And since we only have three board books...well, lets just say that I can "read" all three books to her while simultaneously watching TV. Her favorite is "Belly Button Book!" by Sandra Boynton. (Luckily it's my favorite, too.) So I guess we'll be on the hunt for more books soon.
She still loves going to My Gym with her 9-month-old friend, Brendan. The one thing there she does not like is the bubbles. Yes, my child is a bubble-phobic. Not sure why. When we went to visit Dan's parents this weekend (during which Dan got what Abby had, but about 10 times worse), Dan's mom ("Greena" is what our nephew Simon calls her) got out the bubbles that Simon loves so much. She blew about three or four and Abby went ballistic. What the heck?!
We took her to the park for the first time last night. It was about 7 PM and she was bored out of her mind, and I felt bad for her being stuck here all day, so into the car we went to go somewhere and swing since she loves swings so much. Well, it took us three stops before we actually found a park with swings--what's up with that?!--but it was teeming with kids, so two more stops later we finally found a park with swings and hardly any kids. (Sad: Dan was pushing Abby and I hopped onto one of the "big kid" swings, thinking, "I used to love swinging!" Well, turns out my stomach can't handle it anymore and I nearly hurled. I was so bummed.) Abby really enjoyed it--swings, slides, see-saws, and it's a cute little park, too, lots of grass and hills and a little ampetheater and roller hockey rink. It's right across the street from the library, which I have a feeling we'll be visiting quite a lot for the next few years. That makes me happy. I wish we lived a little closer so Abby could go there alone when she got older. I remember trekking to the library all the time as a kid, and it was quite the distance, too, but not with the kinds of big roads that we have here. And it's sad--I get the sense people just don't let their kids do that kind of take-off-for-hours-on-end-just-be-home-in-time-for-dinner stuff anymore. So unfortunate.
Saturday, July 22, 2006
Weird skill
So abby has developed this new skill of nearly breaking my finger. She'll grab my pointer finger with her freakishly strong death-grip, then plant her hand in my palm and push while pulling my finger. She's been doing this a lot lately, especially when I nurse her or in the car (no idea what the correlation is) and more than a few times I've let out a real yelp and had to snatch my hand away (or at least try--she really is strong!) because she about snapped my finger in two.
Oh, and she's finally growing some hair! It's starting to look a lot darker and thicker than it has the last few months. Yay! I can't wait till she doesn't look like a boy anymore. It doesn't matter how much pink we dress her in, someone still always asks, "How old is he?"
Oh, and she's finally growing some hair! It's starting to look a lot darker and thicker than it has the last few months. Yay! I can't wait till she doesn't look like a boy anymore. It doesn't matter how much pink we dress her in, someone still always asks, "How old is he?"
Saturday, July 15, 2006
Reality
Like all new moms, I embarked on this journey with all sorts of ideals and resolves--for example, "Television?! Not for my baby! Heavens no! Music, and books, and pattycake and peek-a-boo, but no TV!" Reality: the DVD I told myself I'd just play once or twice now gets played once or twice A DAY, and when I pick up the TV remote, Abby breaks into a huge grin and turns to face the TV before I've even turned it on.
*sigh*
Oh well. Win some, lose some. At least it's praise music and not soap operas.
*sigh*
Oh well. Win some, lose some. At least it's praise music and not soap operas.
Sleep, beautiful sleep
Seven straight hours! Yesss! Thursday night Abby and I went to bed at 11 and I fed her before she went down, and when she woke up to eat again at 12:30 I thought, "Oh man, here we go." At 2:30 she started squirming, but I gave her back her paci and she went back to sleep and, thankfully, so did I. Next thing I know, it's 7:30 in the morning! So even though I woke up once in the middle of the night, I'm counting this as sleeping through the night. Woohoo! Unfortunately she didn't do it last night, but that's okay. She had squash twice Thursday, so I'm wondering if it somehow fills her more than one serving of squash and one green beans. Today she's getting two squash servings as well as green beans, so who knows, maybe we'll get another solid night. Here's to hoping...
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