Ketchup!!

"One day there were three tomatoes walking down the street, a mama tomato, a daddy tomato and a baby tomato. Baby tomato is walking too slowly, so the daddy tomato goes back, steps on him and says 'ketchup!'"   (Muahahaha I love Pulp Fiction!)

Anywho, seems like I’ve got quite a bit of catching up to do as I've fallen quite behind.

Hahahaha get it?? I've fallen "behind" and it's a picture of my baby doll's butt?! Hahaha..Oy.

But since this is my blog, I’ll catch you up first: Lovie was diagnosed with pneumonia on Friday. Scary, huh? Fortunately it was the end of it and she’s fine now. Last week was pretty rough to say the least. My heart hurt so much for my sweet Lovie. But she’s back – and with a vengeance.

By Wednesday she was sitting up all on her own. We’d put her in the crib to nap, peek in on her, and see her sitting there in the middle of the crib. Little stinker. Then she started latching herself onto the side of the crib rails and peering through the rails (and yelling and/or crying and/or throwing out her paci), as well as trying to peer over the top rail. Needless to say, the crib got lowered Wednesday before bedtime.

Then yesterday, a little after noon, little Miss Thang officially started crawling! My little baby doll is growing so fast, so quickly. I can hardly keep up with it all. By the end of the day, she was crawling over to the jumperoo and trying to lift herself up by grabbing onto one of its legs for support. Oy. And, on the rare occasions she’d allow me to hold her, she’d wiggle her way out of my arms (as I sat my happy fat ass on the couch) so that she ended up with her feet on the floor to stand. All be herself- with the help of my legs and the couch.

We’re in trouble now, eh.

The timing actually couldn’t be better. We finally found an apartment and signed the lease Saturday: a three bedroom, two bath place on the 2nd floor of a two flat. There’s a sunroom which will be Lovie’s play room off the huge-ass living room and a long-ass hallway (with the bed and bathrooms jutting out from it leading to the kitchen) that will, I’m sure, be Lovie’s racetrack where she can cruise to her knees, legs, and heart’s content! We move at the end of the month so these next couple weeks will be quite interesting to try to pack everything up with a crawler on our hands.

Life couldn’t be any sweeter (just please no repeats of last week!)!

Monday Morning Madness

I got AF last night. Again. WTF.

I prepared Lovie's bottles last night for today's daycare. Like I do every single night. Only this time I left them sit on the counter all night long. WTF.

I have horrid cramps- in the front and the back. WTF.

The highway ramp I use to get on to the expressway in the morning and off in the evening is closed for who knows how long for repair. WTF.

It's Monday. WTF.

Whatever.

All I have to do is look at, or think about, this baby doll of mine:

She's sitting in her crib in this picture. She's been sitting unassisted for about three weeks now. It started out slowly and she'd topple over after a couple seconds. Then she was able to stay up for about 30 seconds and last week she was able to sit for several minutes before flopping over.

Then this past weekend, we were visiting her grandfather and we had Lovie sit on the floor and play with a soccer ball (it's World Cup time dontcha know!). Twenty minutes later she was still SITTING there trying to get this ginormous ball into her mouth.

Then yesterday the same thing: she just sits and plays with stuff. And is content as can be. In fact, I'd venture to guess that she's even happier these days then in days past and she's been a pretty happy baby since birth!

We're so blessed.

So F off Monday Morning Madness!!