Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Dancing Queen!

Recently O and I attended a Bryant Soccer game (the girls are awesome, even though they lost this one :( ). While there we were hanging out with a few of my favorite students, and one (Thanks, Em!) took a video of O dancing with her future husband, or at least the one I would pick if she were 17 years older...

video


Other pic from the day: I'm not sure what to think about this one - a little bit blues...?? "The thrill is gone...oh, it's gone away..." I can just see her swaying with the drone of a piano in a house of blues Stevie Wonder style...


Saturday, April 25, 2009

Getting Comfortable

When I lay O down to sleep at night, I always put her in the middle of the bed. For the last few mornings when we have gone in to wake her up, she has inched herself up and over a solid foot, if not foot and a half in the bed. If this weren't enough, the first day that I went in to get her she had her arm stuck out of the bed, underneath the bumper pads and between the slats. She has done this a few times. Today, though, she just managed to wedge her whole arm down there...

A far away view to see that it's her bed...Can you see her hand?

Her arm wedged in the slats...

The Rise of the Talker...

I mean, really, did she stand a chance? Between the two of us, she's probably not going to get a word in edgewise, but she sure is trying...
I took a video, two actually, because she had been "talking" all afternoon. However, the videos don't capture nearly what she was doing. She's like the talking frog in the Looney Tunes cartoons - as soon as the camera turned on, she quit talking. I managed to get a little bit though!

video

Saturday, April 18, 2009

The Big Girl Bed

Well, it's not really a big girl bed...it's just her crib, but it's in her room, away from me, on the other side of the house, and she's fine. Absolutely fine. Me, however...not so much. I cried - a lot. How is it that she's not even three months old and I feel like she is already growing up out from under me? Thursday night was the first night in her room all by herself. She slept ten hours while I cried. Michael gave me an out and told me to go get her, but my first thought was about how well she was sleeping and that I shouldn't wake her. So, I didn't. I just laid there listening to her grunt and squirm while I snubbed. Friday during the day, I packed up the pack 'n' play/bassinet that was in our room, so now there is no where for her to sleep in there. That was a HUGE step for me. I put the room back in order: put my nightstand and small chest of drawers back in its place that the PNP had occupied for the last four months (we put it up before she was born not knowing how long it would take for her to get here...) and finally put the hospital suitcase back in the closet where the small chest had been stuck. Oddly enough, those sad feelings are s l o w l y being replaced with a sense of normalcy. The newness of adjusting to being family is becoming a solid idea. I'm learning. Slowly.

Monday, April 13, 2009

Two month shots...

HURT. I cried as much as she did. It didn't help that we were there almost three hours. (We made an appointment with O's doctor 6 weeks ago...she decided last week to take the first half of Spring Break off. Instead of rescheduling, they don't say anything and try to squeeze us in with the other doctor. Michael was a little hot... They waived our co-pay :). )

She got three injections in her legs, and one oral dose of something. They named them all, but I was nervous and wasn't really paying attention. I trust them. She weighed in at 11lbs 9oz and has grown to 23 inches! (I made sure to hold her head this time!) She's such a big girl!! She was a little cranky this afternoon, so I gave her some Infant Tylenol, but she was pretty good by this evening. She seems to be easing out of her nighttime crankiness. Here are some of her smiles even after a day of pain!

Daddy's Easter bunny!!


Cooking with Daddy!

Back to School...

Not fun. Not only did I have to leave my bebe for the first time, I had grown quite accustomed to being at home. However, things are going pretty okay. I have been back a little over a week, and am now out for Spring Break. Pretty sweet. I needed it. :) I cried only on the first day, which I would like to count as a victory because I was okay by the time I got on the road. Then on Friday I was mad at Michael, so it was pretty easy to leave. I am very blessed though, because I am not leaving her with a stranger. My grandmother is our babysitter, and I couldn't ask for better. And, knowing that I will be out for summer in five weeks doesn't hurt either...