So, now we are learning to put our pants on.
Looks good so far.
OMG, I am so proud of myself!!!
Maybe we need a little more practice.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
I can do it MYSELF!
Baby girl loves to do things herself. Especially putting her shoes on. She can't quite get the socks on, but she can easily do the shoes by herself. Due to this new found independence, I had to put her in a modified figure 4 in order to put her shoes in socks on so we could go to daycare.
So, now we are learning to put our pants on.
Looks good so far.
OMG, I am so proud of myself!!!
Maybe we need a little more practice.
So, now we are learning to put our pants on.
Looks good so far.
OMG, I am so proud of myself!!!
Maybe we need a little more practice.
Friday, December 25, 2009
Merry Christmas!
So, we have decided that from now on, Santa must only buy gifts that have already been put together.
Because I was ready to give up. And this was the only thing I had to put together.
And then after Santa left us a mess, we got it all straightened up and ready for the big morning.
We like to vacuum.
We like to ride in our wagon.
We like to push our baby stroller.
And sometimes we want to be pushed.
It was so neat to see her eyes light up when she saw her presents. You could almost see her thinking where did all this stuff come from?
Oh my, how many times do I have to pull her out of that stroller!!
Because I was ready to give up. And this was the only thing I had to put together.
And then after Santa left us a mess, we got it all straightened up and ready for the big morning.
We like to vacuum.
We like to ride in our wagon.
We like to push our baby stroller.
And sometimes we want to be pushed.
It was so neat to see her eyes light up when she saw her presents. You could almost see her thinking where did all this stuff come from?
Oh my, how many times do I have to pull her out of that stroller!!
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Sunday, December 13, 2009
My first Marathon
This was certainly a week to remember. It started with my sister and husband both having the stomach virus and baby girl being diagnosed with the flu. This was all on Monday, and we were flying out on Thursday with the big race on Sunday. Everyone was back to normal by Thursday evening when we left. On the plane, my mom gets sick. Turns out, she has the stomach virus. (She was also going to running the half marathon.) Later that night my grandmother gets sick. Everybody is barely ok on Friday. Friday night, my husband gets sick. This time he ate something that had shellfish in it and we did not know it. Saturday, everybody is barely ok again, and then Saturday night, my husband gets the stomach virus again.
But he was such a trooper. He still got up and went with us to the race site at 4:45 am. Nevermind he throws up on the way there. He was not going to miss me starting. The race started at 6:00 am. We ran in the dark for about 45 minutes. My mom and I started out together, and eventually I got in to a rhythym and went faster. Well, I stopped to go to the bathroom, and when I cam out, there she was again. So we ran together for a little while longer. THen I left again. I was feeling good, so I just went with it. I ran the first 13 miles at the best pace I have run in 2 1/2 years.
The runners were told that starting at mile 14, there would be gels at every mile. THerefore, I did not worry about taking any with me, because they had the same type I had been using in my training, so I did not think I would need any. Well, I got to mile 14, no gels. They had not gotten them. I got to mile 15, no gels. They were out. At this point in my nutrition plan, it is time to eat something. They do have some chomps. (they are like hard gummies bears) I manage to eat two of these and that is it. About two miles later, I started breaking down. I was getting dizzy and not feeling well. This had happened during my early training runs, but had not happened in a while. So, I did what I do best. I call mommy. I do not give her the extent of my troubles, I just tell her I am having trouble, and I need help. And by help, I mean coke. I need something else in my system besides water, gatorade and gels. I even started to cry because I fel so crummy, but I couldn't not finish because there were so many people that were cheering for me. I could not imagine the possiblity of not finishing, but the way I was feeling, to continue may be dangerous. So, I slowed down dramatically. I a slow walk. I got another gel, and took it down. I know at this point, my mom is coming to bring me a coke. About mile 19, I am feeling a little better, and i start to jog sporatically. My mom (and my dad as it turns out) are looking for me. So, every so often I call to see where she is. SHe has gotten to the aid station at mile 23, so they tell her. I have made it to mile 21 at this point. So, I know now if I keep going, I should meet her at about 22.25 - 22.5. I have a goal. I get there and don't see her. I keep going, they are still coming towards me.
Now one other thing you have to know. My mom has just finished her half marathon (13 miles) which her longest run in the last 2 years has been 5 miles. My dad has hip surgery and has a fake hip. And don't think my husband has just forgotten me, remember he has the stomach virus and just can't stay out of the bathroom. So anyways, I finally get to mile 23 and still have not seen my parents. So, I call them and tell them to go ahead turn around. At this point I feel good, and I am going to finish, and I want them to be there for that. Apparently, they had driven around for 45 minutes, all the roads are blocked to this main street we are running on, and when they parked they were at mile 25. I tell them to go ahead and turn around now. They leave the coke at mile 24. I get it from a volunteer, take a couple of drinks and get rid of it. It was delicious. I finally see the backs of two very familiar people ahead of me. I yell to them and they get very excited. My dad takes pictures of me running towards them. I go past them, and get to where there car is parked. I ask the cop to please tell them the quickest way to get back, because I only have a mile to go, and it took them 45 minutes to get there the first time. It was NOT going to take me 45 minutes to finish, and again, I wanted them there. I called with about .3 miles left to make sure they were there, and they were, so I could go ahead and finish.
YEAH!!! 5 hours and 19 minutes later, not only had I gone 26.2 miles, but I had learned a lot about myself. It is a physical race, but also very mental. Once you get past that mental block, it is very freeing. I learned later, that my dad had walked about 2 miles in the opposite direction looking for me. He said the only thing he knew was I was in trouble and he needed to find his baby girl. It makes me tear up thinking about it now. I also learned that he was mad he and my mom had turned around without seeing me. He had walked that far, he wanted to see me. But that was ok, because I found them. It was so wonderful having everyone there at the finish line. My husband, daughter, mom, dad, granny, sister, brother in law, and 2 nephews. I have never felt so proud to have so much support shown for me. (They all even wore matching t-shirts!)
Our plane did not take off on the way down there until after baby girls bedtime. I was hoping that she would be tired and go to sleep. Before I have ever underestimated my daughters ability to stay up late. Here is an example.
But he was such a trooper. He still got up and went with us to the race site at 4:45 am. Nevermind he throws up on the way there. He was not going to miss me starting. The race started at 6:00 am. We ran in the dark for about 45 minutes. My mom and I started out together, and eventually I got in to a rhythym and went faster. Well, I stopped to go to the bathroom, and when I cam out, there she was again. So we ran together for a little while longer. THen I left again. I was feeling good, so I just went with it. I ran the first 13 miles at the best pace I have run in 2 1/2 years.
The runners were told that starting at mile 14, there would be gels at every mile. THerefore, I did not worry about taking any with me, because they had the same type I had been using in my training, so I did not think I would need any. Well, I got to mile 14, no gels. They had not gotten them. I got to mile 15, no gels. They were out. At this point in my nutrition plan, it is time to eat something. They do have some chomps. (they are like hard gummies bears) I manage to eat two of these and that is it. About two miles later, I started breaking down. I was getting dizzy and not feeling well. This had happened during my early training runs, but had not happened in a while. So, I did what I do best. I call mommy. I do not give her the extent of my troubles, I just tell her I am having trouble, and I need help. And by help, I mean coke. I need something else in my system besides water, gatorade and gels. I even started to cry because I fel so crummy, but I couldn't not finish because there were so many people that were cheering for me. I could not imagine the possiblity of not finishing, but the way I was feeling, to continue may be dangerous. So, I slowed down dramatically. I a slow walk. I got another gel, and took it down. I know at this point, my mom is coming to bring me a coke. About mile 19, I am feeling a little better, and i start to jog sporatically. My mom (and my dad as it turns out) are looking for me. So, every so often I call to see where she is. SHe has gotten to the aid station at mile 23, so they tell her. I have made it to mile 21 at this point. So, I know now if I keep going, I should meet her at about 22.25 - 22.5. I have a goal. I get there and don't see her. I keep going, they are still coming towards me.
Now one other thing you have to know. My mom has just finished her half marathon (13 miles) which her longest run in the last 2 years has been 5 miles. My dad has hip surgery and has a fake hip. And don't think my husband has just forgotten me, remember he has the stomach virus and just can't stay out of the bathroom. So anyways, I finally get to mile 23 and still have not seen my parents. So, I call them and tell them to go ahead turn around. At this point I feel good, and I am going to finish, and I want them to be there for that. Apparently, they had driven around for 45 minutes, all the roads are blocked to this main street we are running on, and when they parked they were at mile 25. I tell them to go ahead and turn around now. They leave the coke at mile 24. I get it from a volunteer, take a couple of drinks and get rid of it. It was delicious. I finally see the backs of two very familiar people ahead of me. I yell to them and they get very excited. My dad takes pictures of me running towards them. I go past them, and get to where there car is parked. I ask the cop to please tell them the quickest way to get back, because I only have a mile to go, and it took them 45 minutes to get there the first time. It was NOT going to take me 45 minutes to finish, and again, I wanted them there. I called with about .3 miles left to make sure they were there, and they were, so I could go ahead and finish.
YEAH!!! 5 hours and 19 minutes later, not only had I gone 26.2 miles, but I had learned a lot about myself. It is a physical race, but also very mental. Once you get past that mental block, it is very freeing. I learned later, that my dad had walked about 2 miles in the opposite direction looking for me. He said the only thing he knew was I was in trouble and he needed to find his baby girl. It makes me tear up thinking about it now. I also learned that he was mad he and my mom had turned around without seeing me. He had walked that far, he wanted to see me. But that was ok, because I found them. It was so wonderful having everyone there at the finish line. My husband, daughter, mom, dad, granny, sister, brother in law, and 2 nephews. I have never felt so proud to have so much support shown for me. (They all even wore matching t-shirts!)
Our plane did not take off on the way down there until after baby girls bedtime. I was hoping that she would be tired and go to sleep. Before I have ever underestimated my daughters ability to stay up late. Here is an example.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Because I can...
...wear panties around my neck.
I want to thank my sister who came to watch Ivy while I had jury duty one day. She managed to keep 3 kids 3 and under and they were all still alive when we got home. Although the water in the bathroom was running (and there is no telling how long it had been running), everyone was in one piece, and no one had to go to the hospital. Good job auntie L. She even managed to take some pictures.
Because I am cool like that...
Our first outing to the pumpkin farm.
I want to thank my sister who came to watch Ivy while I had jury duty one day. She managed to keep 3 kids 3 and under and they were all still alive when we got home. Although the water in the bathroom was running (and there is no telling how long it had been running), everyone was in one piece, and no one had to go to the hospital. Good job auntie L. She even managed to take some pictures.
Because I am cool like that...
Our first outing to the pumpkin farm.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Updates
Here are some pictures.
Getting ready to go on her first outing with someone other than a family member (without mommy and daddy too!)
Isn't this what you are supposed to do with a potty?
Baby girl also got in the shower with me this weekend. We don't have a regular bathtub shower, we have a square. So, there is not much room to move around especially when you add her in there. She just sat in the corner while I took a shower. I think she thought it was pretty neat.
It is amazing how much fun a car seat can be when it is not in the car.
A funny little video also.
Getting ready to go on her first outing with someone other than a family member (without mommy and daddy too!)
Isn't this what you are supposed to do with a potty?
Baby girl also got in the shower with me this weekend. We don't have a regular bathtub shower, we have a square. So, there is not much room to move around especially when you add her in there. She just sat in the corner while I took a shower. I think she thought it was pretty neat.
It is amazing how much fun a car seat can be when it is not in the car.
A funny little video also.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Our new toy
We saw this at a yard sale. DH went back later to get it and the woman tells him that if you put batteries in it, El.mo will giggle. Then she warned him, you should just leave the batteries out. Well, that takes all of the fun out of it.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Swimming Lessons or Bath time?
You decide.
I saw this on another blog and thought it was hilarious. So, we decided to try it. She absolutely loved it!
Baby girl say's "Surely you don't think I did this?"
"I don't know how I got up here, but it sure is cool!!!"
Showing off her new bathing suit.
I saw this on another blog and thought it was hilarious. So, we decided to try it. She absolutely loved it!
Baby girl say's "Surely you don't think I did this?"
"I don't know how I got up here, but it sure is cool!!!"
Showing off her new bathing suit.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Things to Remember
Yesterday (8/19/09) Baby girl said "Thank You" for the first time. I had given her the toothbrush and said thank you to her and she repeated it back to me. She also did it for daddy that afternoon.
Last night, she started "dancing and singing". She was standing in the kitchen and she started swaying back and forth lifting her feet up each time and "singing". Now I have NO idea what song she was sining and it will probably be a while before I do, but it was so cute.
This morning she was sitting in her chair, and leaning forwards and backwards, over and over again. I then realized she was saying Rock, rock, rock, rock. Like we do when we are the rocking chair.
My child is a GENIUS!!!
Last night, she started "dancing and singing". She was standing in the kitchen and she started swaying back and forth lifting her feet up each time and "singing". Now I have NO idea what song she was sining and it will probably be a while before I do, but it was so cute.
This morning she was sitting in her chair, and leaning forwards and backwards, over and over again. I then realized she was saying Rock, rock, rock, rock. Like we do when we are the rocking chair.
My child is a GENIUS!!!
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Well, all of a sudden...
...She had been taking a couple steps here and there, but then I pick her up from school, and this is what the teacher had caught...
At the end you can see how well she listens!
This one is better. It takes a second to get going (b/c she has to get her ready again!)
At the end you can see how well she listens!
This one is better. It takes a second to get going (b/c she has to get her ready again!)
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Monday, June 29, 2009
because my sister said so...
...My sister, who had her baby June 17th, was unable to come to baby girls birthday party, so she would like some pictures.
And FYI for me - We are now bottle free and on whole milk (with a little bit of strawberry flavoring).
Here you go...
And FYI for me - We are now bottle free and on whole milk (with a little bit of strawberry flavoring).
Here you go...
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Yard Sales are the best
These are the kinds of things you find when you go to rich people yard sales.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Happy Easter!
Yeah, the Easter Bunny came to our house yesterday. He brought baby girl diapers, pajamas, shirts, puffs, yogurt melts, and a book on farm animals. Funny how they always know what she needs.
Here are a couple pictures from when we went to see the Eater Bunny.
I am curious as to how long it will last with her not being scared of them.
DH is off this morning, so he went to get baby girl from her crib. And as I was walking in there, she looked at him and said dah-dee and said it with purpose. Ahhh, melt my heart. Now nevermind, I do this every morning monday through friday. Oh well. Soon enough. We have had a lot of dadadadada and mamamamamama, butnothing with purpose yet and to the correct parent. It was SO sweet.
Here are a couple pictures from when we went to see the Eater Bunny.
I am curious as to how long it will last with her not being scared of them.
DH is off this morning, so he went to get baby girl from her crib. And as I was walking in there, she looked at him and said dah-dee and said it with purpose. Ahhh, melt my heart. Now nevermind, I do this every morning monday through friday. Oh well. Soon enough. We have had a lot of dadadadada and mamamamamama, butnothing with purpose yet and to the correct parent. It was SO sweet.
Saturday, April 4, 2009
So many 1st's in one day!
Here we go with the crawling. And I was beginning to think she never would.
Uh Oh...
Isn't this what beds are made for?
This is probably nost such a big deal for most people, but for us it is a HUGE deal. This is the first time in her entire life, she has ever been in a different position than on her back in the crib. Last night, she did flip herself onto her belly for the first time ever as well.
I have a feeling we are in for trouble over the next few weeks.
This is probably nost such a big deal for most people, but for us it is a HUGE deal. This is the first time in her entire life, she has ever been in a different position than on her back in the crib. Last night, she did flip herself onto her belly for the first time ever as well.
I have a feeling we are in for trouble over the next few weeks.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
I know it has been too long!
I wanted to get this down before I forgot.
We have two more teeth coming in. The top two. Started just before March 20th.
We have now had our first case of pink eye and double ear infection all at one time.
Thursday, march 26th, when I picked her up from daycare, her eye looked suspicous. By middle of the night it was bad. I brought her into our bed, because she would wake up every 30 mins or so, and just yell. Well, she continued to do it in our bed, but at least I could be there to make sure she was ok. Nobody got much sleep that night. So we have been on antibiotics for the ear infection and drops for the eyes. Last night (3-29) she did not want to go to bed. She would scream again when you would lay her down. I don't know if her ears were bothering her or what. So, I went and got her and we snuggled on the couch for a little while and I tried to sleep. After she got restless with that, I decided to take her back to our room, and figured if I was not going to get any sleep, neither was anyone else (DH). That sweet little baby woke up several times to talk to us. She would talk and laugh and try to get someone to interact with her. At this point, I am just completely ignoring her TRYING to get some sleep. It is so hard to not laugh at something cute she does, even though it is the middle of the night, and I am TRYING to get some sleep. But over the last few days, DH has taught her patty cake. Well, of course, since it is so wonderful to clap your hands together, this is what she was doing at 4:30 this morning. I did very good though and did not interact with her, although I really wanted to.
I should have gone and put her back in her bed. But I did not want to get up every 30 mins when she would scream, and go check on her.
She has learned to clap (patty cake). SHe thinks it is so much fun.
When she does something new we get all excited and clap and yell. She gets the biggest smile on her face, like wow, look how good I am. It is so funny.
We are still working on the crawling thing. She will get on all fours, and fall down. She can push herself backwards very good though.
She took her first "crusing" step yesterday (3-29). Although I still think we are far, far away from any walking.
We have two more teeth coming in. The top two. Started just before March 20th.
We have now had our first case of pink eye and double ear infection all at one time.
Thursday, march 26th, when I picked her up from daycare, her eye looked suspicous. By middle of the night it was bad. I brought her into our bed, because she would wake up every 30 mins or so, and just yell. Well, she continued to do it in our bed, but at least I could be there to make sure she was ok. Nobody got much sleep that night. So we have been on antibiotics for the ear infection and drops for the eyes. Last night (3-29) she did not want to go to bed. She would scream again when you would lay her down. I don't know if her ears were bothering her or what. So, I went and got her and we snuggled on the couch for a little while and I tried to sleep. After she got restless with that, I decided to take her back to our room, and figured if I was not going to get any sleep, neither was anyone else (DH). That sweet little baby woke up several times to talk to us. She would talk and laugh and try to get someone to interact with her. At this point, I am just completely ignoring her TRYING to get some sleep. It is so hard to not laugh at something cute she does, even though it is the middle of the night, and I am TRYING to get some sleep. But over the last few days, DH has taught her patty cake. Well, of course, since it is so wonderful to clap your hands together, this is what she was doing at 4:30 this morning. I did very good though and did not interact with her, although I really wanted to.
I should have gone and put her back in her bed. But I did not want to get up every 30 mins when she would scream, and go check on her.
She has learned to clap (patty cake). SHe thinks it is so much fun.
When she does something new we get all excited and clap and yell. She gets the biggest smile on her face, like wow, look how good I am. It is so funny.
We are still working on the crawling thing. She will get on all fours, and fall down. She can push herself backwards very good though.
She took her first "crusing" step yesterday (3-29). Although I still think we are far, far away from any walking.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Another Video
Does anyone know why I cannot upload videos like a normal person? These videos are 40 seconds long, max, and they will not upload. I left it uploading for 1 1/2 hours, before I gave up. I am trying a different video now.
Monday, February 16, 2009
Monday, February 2, 2009
Update
Well everything is good here. It is tax season, that is why I am so slow about posting.
Baby girl does have 2 teeth. They showed up on Jan 15th and 20th. We still don't have a picture of them because she sticks her tongue out over them when we pull her gums down. Oh well. Maybe one day.
She is a pro at rolling over from her front to back. She HATES tummy time. We get about 3 - 5 seconds at a time, because she continuously rolls over.
But here are some pictures and a video of her talking.
Baby girl does have 2 teeth. They showed up on Jan 15th and 20th. We still don't have a picture of them because she sticks her tongue out over them when we pull her gums down. Oh well. Maybe one day.
She is a pro at rolling over from her front to back. She HATES tummy time. We get about 3 - 5 seconds at a time, because she continuously rolls over.
But here are some pictures and a video of her talking.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Typical Conversation
Apparently we are in the middle of some kind of enormous growth spurt. Baby girl ate twice during the night last night. We tried cry it out, but that was not working. So the second time, I went in to check on her, while DH was still in the bed. She smelled dirty so I changed her. I tried calming her back down, but she was not having any of it. So, DH comes in and I ask him if he will fix her a bottle. This is how the remainder of the conversation went.
DH: It stinks in here (baby's room).
Me: Yes, it does. She pooped. It had black stuff in it and it was play doh like ( i know, TMI).
DH: Well did you change her?
Me Thinking: No, after I checked and inspected the poop, I put the dirty diaper back on her.
Me Actually saying (with a distinctive look that he could no see b/c it was dark): Yes I changed her. Please fix a bottle.
What was he thinking? Maybe he wasn't. It was 4:30 in the morning, and we had already been up at 1 to feed her before. Ugghhh. Still love him anyways.
DH: It stinks in here (baby's room).
Me: Yes, it does. She pooped. It had black stuff in it and it was play doh like ( i know, TMI).
DH: Well did you change her?
Me Thinking: No, after I checked and inspected the poop, I put the dirty diaper back on her.
Me Actually saying (with a distinctive look that he could no see b/c it was dark): Yes I changed her. Please fix a bottle.
What was he thinking? Maybe he wasn't. It was 4:30 in the morning, and we had already been up at 1 to feed her before. Ugghhh. Still love him anyways.
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