A tale about being parents. The plans, the panics, the joys and everything else.
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Being a Mommy
As we quickly approach 5 months, I find it funny that some days I am still waiting for the mommy to come get this little girl that never leaves. It is still so hard to believe that she will be mine forever. She's not leaving. And truly I am okay with that, it is just this fleeting thought that goes through my head every now and again. I think it is all still sinking in. I mean shit after 34 years I had pretty much written mommy off the list of things to accomplish in my lifetime. I wouldn't trade it...not yet anyway...I live for 4:30 when I can pick her up from the babysitters. To see that smile and the string of drool dribbling down her chin. And believe it or not that doesn't even bug me. Now she hasn't thrown up in my shoe yet (Derek) so the verdict is still out as to how I will be able to handle everything that comes out of that mouth, but for some reason I think "NO" will be harder than any bodily fluid she could muster up.
I am suddenly listening to classical music in my car and Pajama Time is on my top five best reads for 2007. My bedtime is 9pm (sometimes I live on the edge and make it until 9:30). I now have to "dress" for dinner and am quickly learning the art of dunk and cover (Nora lets us know she is done eating by blowing out the last mouthfuls of cereal). I celebrate poop. The traumas of childbirth have become the topic or rather joke of my adult conversations. I have realized nursing mom's are much like cows. But mostly I have learned the value of a minute!
Of course some things will never change...pigs still don't sing la la la and those silly monkeys are still going to fall off the bed.
I am suddenly listening to classical music in my car and Pajama Time is on my top five best reads for 2007. My bedtime is 9pm (sometimes I live on the edge and make it until 9:30). I now have to "dress" for dinner and am quickly learning the art of dunk and cover (Nora lets us know she is done eating by blowing out the last mouthfuls of cereal). I celebrate poop. The traumas of childbirth have become the topic or rather joke of my adult conversations. I have realized nursing mom's are much like cows. But mostly I have learned the value of a minute!
Of course some things will never change...pigs still don't sing la la la and those silly monkeys are still going to fall off the bed.
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Dads will Play
While the mom's have their backs turned, the dad's will play. Here are a couple pictures George was really proud of. Maybe I should keep a closer eye on Daddy?!?!?!
I'm ready for some football (with Daddy)!

Is it a bird, a plane, no it's superbaby.
Thursday, August 09, 2007
New Toy
I've actually had this for a little bit...it was mommy and daddy's 4 month birthday present to me. When I first got it, I didn't fit in it very well and could barely reach any of the toys or the bottom where my feet go. BUT, since I am growing so fast these days I can already touch the bottom and I have been able to explore all the toys. It really is pretty neat. And I love to stand up, it makes me feel like such a big girl!!!

PS - Although she keeps trying, Nora has promised Mommy that she will NOT to grow up too fast (for fears that mommy will start crying if she does grow up too fast).
Monday, August 06, 2007
I Went Swimming!!
At 4 short months old, I went swimming for the first time. It sure was bigger than my bath tub! I am not totally sure I am sold on it, but it was a little okay. Mommy & Daddy bought me this turtle to sit in. I think I will like that even more in a couple months. Sometimes I just kind of fell over in it. But I did already know to kick my little legs while I was floating in it.
It was much more fun when people were holding me and "helping" me swim through the water.
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