Wednesday, April 01, 2009

Six Months New

My little baby is 27 weeks old, a little over 6 months now.
She is 20.5 lbs and 26.5 inches long.
Words escape me as to how to describe how amazing she is...amazing how much she has grown just from my breast milk alone.
She is really not that interested in solids, yet- but we're going to try avocado tonight. We've tried the rice cereal, and also some banana- not that impressed with it. She has very sensitive skin, so I think avocado will be a good option to try since it has such healthy fats in it that are great for the skin.
We are having some sleep issues right now that are contributing to my brain fog. She refuses to sleep before 10:30pm, no matter how early I start trying to put her down. She still wants to eat two or three times before she gets up at 8:30-9am. She will not take naps unless I am holding her or she is in her car seat after a long drive.
I try to put her down after I nurse her to sleep, but she either wakes up right away, and is difficult to put back to sleep, or wakes up after a few minutes, crying and wondering where her human teddy bear is. I hate the thought of letting her cry it out, so I'm going to look into the "no cry s.leep s.olution". She's getting so heavy, and it's hard to nap myself if I have to hold her for all of hers!
Other than that (as if that isn't enough:) things are going great. I love being a Momma. It is amazing, wonderful, fabulous. She is a delight, and gorgeous to boot. She sits completely unassisted, rolls all over the place, babbles and laughs with abandon. She reaches for me when someone else is holding her, which is the greatest thing ever. She squeals with delight when her Poppa gets home.
Life is easy and good. We have much to be thankful for.

Monday, March 09, 2009

A list

So lame.

How long has it been since I posted? A month and a half?!
Sigh.

I have become an irresponsible blogger.

I hate typing with one hand.

My little happy stinker...
1. Is 5.5 months old.
2. Smells delicious.
3. Weighs 19 lbs (holy crap is right!)
4. Tried baby cereal three days ago and loved it-she acted like she's been eating it for years
5. Rolls from back to tummy AND tummy to back
6. Still sleeps with us.
7. Still won't sleep until 10:30pm for the night
8. Takes and needs every one of her four daily naps
9. Is so happy and sweet it just might kill me with pride
10. Sits up when in her bouncer or carseat (pulling herself forward) like she's grown
11. Has been waking up to eat all night again.

I need sleep, people. Badly.

Just thought I'd check in. :) You're all caught up now.
And my blogger's guilt is subsiding.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

A year ago today

I waited anxiously for my doctor to call with my beta results.
I was ready for another disappointment. Another month wasted.
I sat on my couch and felt my heart sink, wondering how long I would be able to do this.

My doctor called.
My beta was 22.3 at 12 DPO.
Pregnant.

I felt the blood rush through my body and make my face flush.
I sat with this juicy secret.

My husband was outside working on his car before we went to some friend's house. I went into our garage and casually told him that my doctor found something in my blood test- a possible side effect of my first dose of clo.mid.

Hcg.

He hugged me, but just as my announcement was different "this" time, so was his reaction. Our excitement was tempered with apprehension. We were relieved. And hopeful.
But scared.

Now look at us. A family.
What a difference a year can make.

Saturday, January 17, 2009

A long awaited bundle...

Go congratulate Doctor Grumbles.
She has been so supportive to so many of us! It's awesome to see her dream fulfilled.

Monday, January 12, 2009

Trippin with Baby

We just got back from our first, " mini trip" as a threesome. H had some training to do in a nearby city, so we spent a week in a hotel so he wouldn't have to leave us for that much time.
I was nervous about being away from home with baby for that long...but it went fantastically! She was even more regular with naps and going to sleep at night than she is at home. 4 naps each day, and was asleep by 10 each night. I think she's finally settling into a routine. It's about time! And she is sleeping more deeply during her naps, so I can actually get a few things done now instead of having to hold her so she will keep sleeping. Naps are GOLDEN, as she becomes a very unhappy camper when its bedtime without them, so I would hold her for an hour an a half at a time just to keep her sleeping.
She had a rough 2 weeks or so around 3.5 months, but now she's back to her sunny disposition. She is such a happy, observant little girl. She has the happiest smile I have ever seen, and I love that her best ones are saved for me.
Speaking of baby age though- do you count baby's age in weeks, as in- 16 weeks=4 months, or do you wait until the day of the month that they were born on to consider them a month older? ( born on the 25th. not 4 months until the 25th again?) I am utterly confused, since baby girl turns 16 weeks this Thursday, but it's not the 25th for almost two weeks. When do you stop counting in weeks?
However old my little chunkmuffin is, she is the light of my life. The apple of my eye. My sun on a cloudy day. And however many more cheesy, sappy ways to say that SHE IS AMAZING.
I am becoming quite the multitasker, and my house is actually getting somewhat clean every now and again. I am making dinner regularly again. I eat breakfast, lunch and dinner and go to the bathroom when I need to.
Life is peaceful and good.

Thursday, January 01, 2009

A new year.
This time last year, I was waiting to ovulate on my first clomid cycle.
Hoping for change.
Hoping for the wee one that is nursing peacefully at my breast, as I type with one hand.

This last year flew by in a whirlwind-I waited to get past twelve weeks, then to feel her move, to feel that first kick. To deliver.
I have a feeling this year is going to pass even quicker.

For that, I am sad.
But I am also looking forward to relaxing in this moment. Every moment. Not waiting impatiently for anything- nothing is coming late.

We can just be.
Me, my husband, and our little monkey.

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Three Months

My baby girl is going to be three months old next Thursday.
She is amazing. I know that I'm being redundant, but it's true.
She looks at me while she is nursing, and smiles at me with so much love and innocence. Milk spills from the corner of her mouth and she makes the most adorable noises.
Her cries sound like she's talking now- like she wants so badly to communicate, not just wail anymore. She coos, and sighs exasperatedly. She holds her head up, albeit shakily, and stares lovingly at lights and fans.
She makes the cutest turtle face when something catches her eye. She sucks sloppily on her hand. She breaths faster when she's impatient to eat, and smells like love and milk.
Oh, the smell. So intoxicating. Is it wrong to be addicted to your baby?

She sleeps with abandon, arms spread wide. She grunts and pulls her legs up to fart in the morning. Farting really cramps her style. She sleeps late and wakes up with a milk breath smile, tongue peeking through her lips.

Life.
It's good.
I'm trying so hard to capture it all. But it's too much!

She is almost 14 lbs now. She is sleeping 4-5 hour stretches at night, but she only wants to go to bed after 10:30, sometimes 11! This doesn't leave much QT with the hubs. Suggestions? She has hit every milestone right on the nose-but some, like supporting her weight on her legs and grabbing her toys, she's exceled at. She just started scooting by pushing her feet, and she is a tummy time pro.

Thats all for one handed updates':)
Did I mention how much I LOVE the way her breath smells?