Thursday, August 27, 2009

I Just Ate 3 Pudding Cups

In fact, as I was eating the 2nd one, I got hungry and started on the 3rd--then I finished the 2nd. I think something may be wrong with me. I'll probably feel dizzy by the end of this post.

I despise Thursdays. Robert's out all day until at least 10 (our get-ready-for-bed time, actually). The weekend is near and I'm usually not done with my responsibilities. If there's a GNO or anything else fun I pretty much can't go because of Robert's meetings (does anyone else read GNO and think about gynocologists? no? just me--figured as much).

Something good happen today, please. (Like maybe everyone could forget what they just read.)

Well, I'm off to see why the kids are all crying (yup--all three of them--in three different places in the house). Oh, and I have to wipe the chocolate pudding off of Nana before she touches anything. (Can you guess the only reason I didn't eat 4 puddings?)

Monday, August 17, 2009

One Month

Lolly is one month already! In order to sustain my current mood and avoid any detection of false optimism, I will now explain why this is a bad thing:

She's no longer my little lightning bug--and her "baby tan" is almost gone (jaundice stuff for those who may wonder what I'm saying)

She only has 2 more months to wear 0-3 month clothes. Or less!

Newborn diapers will never fit her again.

She slept better 2 weeks ago (from midnight to six). I may not have that again for another month!

Her lungs have developed more and more and she can definitely cry very loudly. (Which reminds me, does anyone know about that lady who can read different baby cries and teach moms how too? I think I saw her on a talk show?)

No more visitors=no more grandparents=sad Nana. (Robert found her crying in the basement today after Grandma left--very sad)

Okay, I guess you could put a positive spin on these if you would like--I just feel like being kind of grouchy right now (mainly because my computer isn't working--and that means I'm not either!)

Not Dead

Hello everyone,

Just in case you were wondering, I am still alive. We moved our computer down to the basement to make room for the nursery--that paired with a new baby. . . well. . . I'm not on here nearly as much as I would like to be.

Quick updates:

I highly recommend the ravine flyer II--went on it the first time with my sis Sandi--and then with in-laws Heidi and James (and Robert was there both times).

I've washed the couch cover many a time--little lady has acid reflux.

I survived a week all by myself. (As in, in the house. Alone. With all of the children.)

I disagree that the third is the hardest. The first is the hardest. (of course, Nana was born right before my finals). Hopefully she doesn't prove me wrong later?