Mambo number 5

Er, not really... more like Toofers Number 5. (What is it about baby teeth that turns me into a 3 year old? Why can't I say Teeth or Tooth? Why, when it comes to little babes and their brand new teeth, do I HAVE to refer to them as Teef or Toofs or Toofers or Teefies, etc, etc?!?)

I haven't taken any pictures of my darling in almost two weeks so yesterday I made sure to carry the camera around with us after we got home for the day. And when I was looking thru the pictures after downloading them to the computer, I came across that one up there and was like SHE'S GOT ANOTHER TOOF!! I hollered over to the husband and he asked me to zoom in a bit and we both agree there's another toofie in her mouf, making it Toofers Number Five!

Some other favorites from the night are when she could see herself in the little flip view thing...

God do I love this child. With everything that I am. It's insane the love I have for her. Insane.


After I downloaded these pictures and marveled over her incredibleness, I logged in to Facebook for the last time before going to bed... and my eyes came across an update that left me with tears streaming down my face and feeling like someone had punched me in the gut. Writing about it now is leaving the same taste in my mouth, too. Fuck is this hard.

Back in September I posted about my cousin's kid, then a mere 6 months old, who had just undergone a liver transplant. At the time I just asked that if you were reading this, that you just take a tiny moment to just think about Tyler and his family in a positive manner. And I swear to you that it worked. It really did.

Well... they need our positive vibes again.  Please send any POSITIVE energy you can in any shape you can to this little boy, Tyler, and his family.

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

I've been really trying to avoid posting this.

I was really hoping things would get fixed and everything would go back to being wonderful... but they haven't.

My cousin's baby boy, six month old Tyler, had a liver transplant on August 31st. He's been having issues since the day he was born and has been fighting to live every day since.

He and his parents have been living at the Children's Hospital here for about a month now. Things were touch and go once the transplant took place but I guess now they are not looking so good again.  Tyler may need yet another surgery.

I'm in tears writing this. He's SIX MONTHS OLD. We have yet to meet the little guy. He and Lovie have yet to play together!  This should not be happening!


I'm not asking for anything other than a thought, a prayer, any little POSITIVE thing you can muster if you're reading this. Please. Just take one moment to send some positive energy Tyler's way.