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November 24, 2010
November 22, 2010
weekend update
The weekend was a success but far too short. Me no likey how friggin fast they fly by. So unfair. At least this is only a 3-day week, though.
Saturday we went to a fundraiser for my cousin's baby, Tyler. I posted about him a while back and I really believe everyone's positive energy helped this boy receive a liver transplant and heal. It's truly remarkable the way people have supported my cousin and her family. Friends of theirs got together and formed a fundraiser and it was beyond amazing. I'm not sure how the moms (yes, my cousin and her partner are the moms to Tyler and his older brother- both being born via IVF) didn't lose it on Saturday. I would've been sobbing most of the day if all those people were there for me and my baby. Seriously it was one of the most incredible things I've ever been part of- and it really shined some light on the fact that not all of the human race sucks.
Lovie had a blast at the fundraiser, too. We got there about an hour after it started- people were everywhere, music was playing. I think it was a little overwhelming for her at first because she clung to me, the poor thing. My dad greeted us and immediately wanted Lovie but she refused and just buried her head into me- something she's never done in her near 11 months.
When we got to an open table, I put Lovie down and she stood for about 5 minutes looking around. Just stood there. It was very cute. Then, all of sudden, she started DANCING of course. Why not? Ha! She stood and danced by way of bouncing up and down for a good 5 or 10 minutes more. People started swarming around us to watch her. It was insanely cute. She just kept on bouncing away.
There were about 5 or 6 little kids around, but Lovie was definitely the youngest. Most of the kids were boys and she just jumped right in with them and wanted to play. Of course they didn't want any part of it so she waited till they ran to play in another area before stealing one of their trucks and playing.
Again, many people commented on how cute she was (my cousin at one point picked her up and started playing with her and kept saying, "she's so fucking cute.") and that we needed to get her a truck. And we do because she played with that thing for like an hour.
She spent most of the time crawling around (with the truck- or after the boys), but she also walked if her hand was held. She just played and played and played. Finally at 6, we left and baby girl passed out in the car and ended up sleeping until about 430 in the morning!
Yesterday we played a lot. The hubs and I should've spent any of her naptime cleaning, but we didn't. Not really. And when Lovie was awake, she was so stinkin' happy and very independently playing. Most of the day was spent walking yesterday. Up till yesterday, she would crawl everywhere and then pull up to stand and then take a step or two. Yesterday was completely opposite... all day long. She just walked and walked and walked! It was pretty awesome to see her get more confidence. And, of course she's super happy about her new trick.
I don't consider her a Walker yet, but she's definitely getting there! And time certainly isn't waiting on us as we're a week away from 11 months, a month and a week away from 1 year!!
INSANE
Happy Monday
Saturday we went to a fundraiser for my cousin's baby, Tyler. I posted about him a while back and I really believe everyone's positive energy helped this boy receive a liver transplant and heal. It's truly remarkable the way people have supported my cousin and her family. Friends of theirs got together and formed a fundraiser and it was beyond amazing. I'm not sure how the moms (yes, my cousin and her partner are the moms to Tyler and his older brother- both being born via IVF) didn't lose it on Saturday. I would've been sobbing most of the day if all those people were there for me and my baby. Seriously it was one of the most incredible things I've ever been part of- and it really shined some light on the fact that not all of the human race sucks.
Lovie had a blast at the fundraiser, too. We got there about an hour after it started- people were everywhere, music was playing. I think it was a little overwhelming for her at first because she clung to me, the poor thing. My dad greeted us and immediately wanted Lovie but she refused and just buried her head into me- something she's never done in her near 11 months.
When we got to an open table, I put Lovie down and she stood for about 5 minutes looking around. Just stood there. It was very cute. Then, all of sudden, she started DANCING of course. Why not? Ha! She stood and danced by way of bouncing up and down for a good 5 or 10 minutes more. People started swarming around us to watch her. It was insanely cute. She just kept on bouncing away.
There were about 5 or 6 little kids around, but Lovie was definitely the youngest. Most of the kids were boys and she just jumped right in with them and wanted to play. Of course they didn't want any part of it so she waited till they ran to play in another area before stealing one of their trucks and playing.
Again, many people commented on how cute she was (my cousin at one point picked her up and started playing with her and kept saying, "she's so fucking cute.") and that we needed to get her a truck. And we do because she played with that thing for like an hour.
She spent most of the time crawling around (with the truck- or after the boys), but she also walked if her hand was held. She just played and played and played. Finally at 6, we left and baby girl passed out in the car and ended up sleeping until about 430 in the morning!
Yesterday we played a lot. The hubs and I should've spent any of her naptime cleaning, but we didn't. Not really. And when Lovie was awake, she was so stinkin' happy and very independently playing. Most of the day was spent walking yesterday. Up till yesterday, she would crawl everywhere and then pull up to stand and then take a step or two. Yesterday was completely opposite... all day long. She just walked and walked and walked! It was pretty awesome to see her get more confidence. And, of course she's super happy about her new trick.
I don't consider her a Walker yet, but she's definitely getting there! And time certainly isn't waiting on us as we're a week away from 11 months, a month and a week away from 1 year!!
INSANE
Happy Monday
October 25, 2010
This, That, and the Other
The weekend flew by, no? Argh, me no likey when they go by lightening fast.
This:
Saturday the babe and I went to a baby shower for a friend of mine. Since she's awesome with crowds and a very social, good baby, I figured why not take her along. And fortunately she was invited so it worked out well, I thought. The car ride there was pretty bad. It took over 20 minutes to drive ONE MILE to get to the farking expressway. And this is why I HATE living in the city. It's really not all that gosh darn glamorous when it takes longer to get somewhere by car than it would to walk. Argh.
By the time I was getting out of the city, Lovie started fussing. And it took all of two minutes before she started screaming. She was hungry. And while my Lovie is seriously a fantastically easy going child, when she's hungry you best look the fuck out. She's like her momma in that respect. *shrug*
I was able to keep the screaming to a minimum for about 10 minutes but just as I was getting off the 2nd expressway (yeah did I mention the shower was in Kentucky? ha, I kid), there was nothing more that could be done. Lovie wanted a bottle and she wanted it NOW- which was when traffic stopped, of course.
Construction. Yay me!
Fortunately it only took several minutes for traffic to start moving (I think they may have heard Lovie) and as everyone flew on down the road, I pulled over first chance I got and got that bottle in her mouth as quickly as I could.
As soon as Lovie finished her bottle, off we went to the shower where everyone oohed and aahed over her cuteness. I had in her in pigtails.
We stayed a couple hours. And I was exhausted by the time we left. Lovie ate up a storm- goldfish crackers, bread, chicken, pasta salad, and italian ice! And she wanted to open all the presents of course. And play with another friend's brand new baby. And then she stank like a big pile of poop so off we go to get her changed only to find that the place, which had three baby showers going on at the same time, didn't have a changing table (ironic much?). Fortunately the love bug was just wet. So we go back to the shower and she wants to open the gifts... and eat and play with the baby and sit in the baby's car seat... then she smelled BAD so off we went and holy hell was there a ton of poop... and she wouldn't lay still and I had to wrestle to hold her down and some other mom with her kid, Sophia, came and tried talking to Lovie to keep her still... we got through that and back to the shower and they opened my lame gifts (Seahorse and Baby 411) and we left and we get to the car and shhhh do you hear that??! LOVIE'S SLEEPING!! As soon as we got in the car she fell asleep, slept the whole way back (much quicker than getting there fortunately) and wanted to still nap when we got home.
I was starving by then since I couldn't eat much at the shower (which saddens me as I adore food- clearly!) because of someone who shall remained nameless. :D And I kind of get this feeling that I'll be losing a lot of weight (I'm a fat fuck if you didn't know) soon because of this same someone.
That:
Sunday we slept in. *laughs hysterically at the sarcasm*
After Lovie took a 2.5 hour nap, I dressed her up in her Halloween costume and we went to a local church that had a bunch of pumpkins gathered for some pics.
Can you guess what she'll be for Halloween? : )
We only stayed for a couplehundred pictures and came home. Lovie was rubbing her eyes and acting tired yet wouldn't nap. Instead, she decided to TAKE FOUR UNASSISTED STEPS for us.
Yeah, it won't be too long now. Wow, huh?
The Other:
I have no desire to have another baby and sometimes I feel like there's something wrong with me because of it. I really don't have a reason either. I adore my Lovie so much. I adore being a mom. I've waited so fucking long to be one and it's way more awesome than I ever imagined it would be... yet I have no desire to do so with another child.
What the fuck is wrong with me??
That mom I mentioned above with the new baby? Yeah that's her second babe- in less than two years. She has two kids under two and couldn't be happier. Yet the thought of that makes me cringe.
Earlier this morning some dude that works at the place I work, and whose wife had their first baby a couple months before I had Lovie, told me that his wife is knocked up again. And he's so happy. And when he told me, inside I was like, "Ew, why??!?" but instead I said, "That's so awesome for you guys. Congrats!!" And I do mean the congrats FOR THEM part.
For us though?? No thanks.
But why?
It actually saddens me that I feel this way... like there's something wrong with me.
This:
Saturday the babe and I went to a baby shower for a friend of mine. Since she's awesome with crowds and a very social, good baby, I figured why not take her along. And fortunately she was invited so it worked out well, I thought. The car ride there was pretty bad. It took over 20 minutes to drive ONE MILE to get to the farking expressway. And this is why I HATE living in the city. It's really not all that gosh darn glamorous when it takes longer to get somewhere by car than it would to walk. Argh.
By the time I was getting out of the city, Lovie started fussing. And it took all of two minutes before she started screaming. She was hungry. And while my Lovie is seriously a fantastically easy going child, when she's hungry you best look the fuck out. She's like her momma in that respect. *shrug*
I was able to keep the screaming to a minimum for about 10 minutes but just as I was getting off the 2nd expressway (yeah did I mention the shower was in Kentucky? ha, I kid), there was nothing more that could be done. Lovie wanted a bottle and she wanted it NOW- which was when traffic stopped, of course.
Construction. Yay me!
Fortunately it only took several minutes for traffic to start moving (I think they may have heard Lovie) and as everyone flew on down the road, I pulled over first chance I got and got that bottle in her mouth as quickly as I could.
As soon as Lovie finished her bottle, off we went to the shower where everyone oohed and aahed over her cuteness. I had in her in pigtails.
 |
| Ooooh!! Aaaaah!! |
I was starving by then since I couldn't eat much at the shower (which saddens me as I adore food- clearly!) because of someone who shall remained nameless. :D And I kind of get this feeling that I'll be losing a lot of weight (I'm a fat fuck if you didn't know) soon because of this same someone.
That:
Sunday we slept in. *laughs hysterically at the sarcasm*
After Lovie took a 2.5 hour nap, I dressed her up in her Halloween costume and we went to a local church that had a bunch of pumpkins gathered for some pics.
Can you guess what she'll be for Halloween? : )
We only stayed for a couple
Yeah, it won't be too long now. Wow, huh?
The Other:
I have no desire to have another baby and sometimes I feel like there's something wrong with me because of it. I really don't have a reason either. I adore my Lovie so much. I adore being a mom. I've waited so fucking long to be one and it's way more awesome than I ever imagined it would be... yet I have no desire to do so with another child.
What the fuck is wrong with me??
That mom I mentioned above with the new baby? Yeah that's her second babe- in less than two years. She has two kids under two and couldn't be happier. Yet the thought of that makes me cringe.
Earlier this morning some dude that works at the place I work, and whose wife had their first baby a couple months before I had Lovie, told me that his wife is knocked up again. And he's so happy. And when he told me, inside I was like, "Ew, why??!?" but instead I said, "That's so awesome for you guys. Congrats!!" And I do mean the congrats FOR THEM part.
For us though?? No thanks.
But why?
It actually saddens me that I feel this way... like there's something wrong with me.
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