Usually I have no trouble finding the motivation to do a blog post but lately I have been so busy that blogging has seemed like a chore. There is a lot to catch up on though, so let's begin!
Morgan's first Christmas was such a blast. She loved her toys, especially her motorcycle (just like Daddy's), and her Princess castle. Santa also brought her puzzles, a ball popper, clothes, and other little gadgets. Seeing her face light up while opening her presents was so much fun. It brought back so many memories from my childhood. I'm really looking forward to next year when she can appreciate the day even more.
Morgan is quickly approaching the one year mark (she is 10.5 months) and she is doing something new everyday. She now says Momma, Dada, Uh-Oh, Oh-Wow (kind of like "Ooooo wow"), and Dog (with a long "o"), all in the correct context. Okay okay, she calls cats "Dog", but can you blame her? Waylon weighs 8 lbs and can almost pass as a large rodent. I can see where that would be confusing. She also said "No" today, but it wasn't in context. I am sure she will get that one down in no time though. She is very interested in walking, but isn't quite there yet. She can take steps while holding someone's hand. She pulls up on just about everything and is starting to climb too. No standing up on her own just yet. She is very wobbly. She will get there though!
Since my last post I have made the decision to go back to school to get my Masters degree in Special Education. I have been debating whether or not I should do it for months now, and I finally found the courage to take the plunge. I start my prerequisite class on Jan. 30, take the GRE Feb. 9, and will hopefully be accepted into the program at VCU for the Summer. I am terrified about how I am going to do it all, but also very excited about what's to come.
Until next time!
(for some reason stupid blogger is not letting me upload pictures and I am too tired to fight with it, so I will try to post some another day)
High School sweethearts, Brad and I began dating and fell in love when we were just 16. We have been together ever since, and are now raising our beautiful children together. Our life is chaotic, imperfect, and full of surprises....but I wouldn't have it any other way. Welcome to our baby adventure!
Sunday, January 13, 2013
Friday, December 7, 2012
Long Overdue
I'm so disappointed in myself for not posting more often. Obviously I do the blog to keep friends and family updated, but I also like to go back and read the posts for myself to remember the little things that are so easy to forget. My mom did these awesome, super-detailed baby books when my brother and I were little, and of course I have totally dropped the ball on Morgan's. I tried starting one a few weeks after she was born but have not touched it since. Terrible, I know.
Anywho, the holidays are quickly approaching and Brad and I are super excited to celebrate with Morgan this year. I am pretty much done shopping for her (except for her stocking), and have already wrapped some of her gifts. Yay! We decided not to spend an arm and a leg on gifts for her #1 because she already has a house full of toys (they are literally taking over my living room) #2 because she is 9 months old and will have just as much fun with the wrapping paper and #3 because we are trying not to put a huge emphasis on gifts at Christmas. Afterall, the holidays are about spending time with family and celebrating the birth of Jesus, right? I do hope to start lots of Christmas traditions, like baking cookies, looking at Christmas lights, and going to see Santa. These are things I am sure she will remember more than any toy anyways.
Poor Morgan has had a terrible ear infection this week. This one seems a lot worse than the first one. And on top of the ear infection, she has 5 teeth coming in at one time. Four on the top and one at the bottom (she already has 2 bottom teeth). To be honest, I am relieved they are coming in at the same time so she can be done with teething for a while. I just hope it doesn't cause her too much pain. It doesn't seem to have slowed her down too much. She is VERY busy and into everything. She has been saying only Dada for the past 3 weeks, and today I finally got a Mama out of her, YAY (she said Mama, Dada, and Bye for the first time around 7 months). No new words yet. She pulls up constantly and hates being confined. She is still a great eater and loves Cheerios. Her 9 month check up was last week and she is 20 lbs 11 oz and 29 inches (the size of an average 1 year old according to the Pediatrician). I feel so blessed to have such a healthy, happy baby and thank God for her everyday. I think I am going to put a big bow on her head and stick her under the tree for my Christmas present this year!
I will leave you with a few of our Christmas photos, courtesy of Lucy Rae Photography.
Anywho, the holidays are quickly approaching and Brad and I are super excited to celebrate with Morgan this year. I am pretty much done shopping for her (except for her stocking), and have already wrapped some of her gifts. Yay! We decided not to spend an arm and a leg on gifts for her #1 because she already has a house full of toys (they are literally taking over my living room) #2 because she is 9 months old and will have just as much fun with the wrapping paper and #3 because we are trying not to put a huge emphasis on gifts at Christmas. Afterall, the holidays are about spending time with family and celebrating the birth of Jesus, right? I do hope to start lots of Christmas traditions, like baking cookies, looking at Christmas lights, and going to see Santa. These are things I am sure she will remember more than any toy anyways.
Poor Morgan has had a terrible ear infection this week. This one seems a lot worse than the first one. And on top of the ear infection, she has 5 teeth coming in at one time. Four on the top and one at the bottom (she already has 2 bottom teeth). To be honest, I am relieved they are coming in at the same time so she can be done with teething for a while. I just hope it doesn't cause her too much pain. It doesn't seem to have slowed her down too much. She is VERY busy and into everything. She has been saying only Dada for the past 3 weeks, and today I finally got a Mama out of her, YAY (she said Mama, Dada, and Bye for the first time around 7 months). No new words yet. She pulls up constantly and hates being confined. She is still a great eater and loves Cheerios. Her 9 month check up was last week and she is 20 lbs 11 oz and 29 inches (the size of an average 1 year old according to the Pediatrician). I feel so blessed to have such a healthy, happy baby and thank God for her everyday. I think I am going to put a big bow on her head and stick her under the tree for my Christmas present this year!
I will leave you with a few of our Christmas photos, courtesy of Lucy Rae Photography.
Saturday, October 27, 2012
Proud Mama!
It's Saturday night, Morgan is sleeping, and the hubs still isn't back from hunting. Perfect opportunity to update. And boy do I have some updates! This is one proud Momma typing over here. So, let's get started...
Morgan will be 8 months old tomorrow. It's starting to really scare me how fast time is going. I know I say this in every post, but it's an overwhelming, powerless feeling to see your child growing and changing right before your eyes. Of course, I feel incredibly blessed to have such a healthy, beautiful baby and I am so glad she is growing like she is supposed to. We have several new developments since my last post. Maybe the most noticeable is the crawling. She has been "army crawling" (on her tummy), for several weeks now, but this past week she started crawling up on all fours. She is quick too! I can't turn my head for a second without her darting across the room. Next on the list is pulling up. That started this week as well. We call her our little monkey because she will pull up on EVERYTHING she can get her hands on. Today she was successful at completely pulling herself up to standing without any help. Brad and I still have not baby proofed the house (I know, I know) so it looks like we better hop to it. If you are a Facebook friend, I am sure you have already witnessed the third development. We have a talker on our hands! Morgan can now say "Momma" and "Bye Bye". She waves Bye Bye too. For some reason I thought this was crazy, super advanced for an 8 month old, but after doing some research I found that these are typical behaviors of 8 and 9 month olds. Oh well. I am still very impressed! Lastly is the arrival of Morgan's first tooth. The bottom front tooth popped through about a week ago. The week prior to that was rough on her. She was pretty cranky and wasn't very interested in eating. Baby Orajel and some Advil here and there got her through it and she is doing much better. I hope we get a little break before the next tooth arrives.
As far as sleeping goes, Morgan has really settled in to an excellent schedule. She goes down every night between 7:00 and 7:30pm. I know this seems early but that is when she gets tired, so I am not going to force her to stay up. She usually sleeps until about 4 or 5am, but this morning she didn't get up until 6:45am! Woohoo! She gets 2 naps and plenty of playtime everyday. One of my good friends recommended the book, "Healthy Sleep Habits, Happy Child" and I highly recommend it as well. It's advice that allows for flexibility, and explains the importance of sleep for children. A great and easy read!
Well thanks to everyone who made it through this shameless brag session about my child. Now time to put my feet up and relax for the night. Monday morning will be here too soon!!!
Morgan will be 8 months old tomorrow. It's starting to really scare me how fast time is going. I know I say this in every post, but it's an overwhelming, powerless feeling to see your child growing and changing right before your eyes. Of course, I feel incredibly blessed to have such a healthy, beautiful baby and I am so glad she is growing like she is supposed to. We have several new developments since my last post. Maybe the most noticeable is the crawling. She has been "army crawling" (on her tummy), for several weeks now, but this past week she started crawling up on all fours. She is quick too! I can't turn my head for a second without her darting across the room. Next on the list is pulling up. That started this week as well. We call her our little monkey because she will pull up on EVERYTHING she can get her hands on. Today she was successful at completely pulling herself up to standing without any help. Brad and I still have not baby proofed the house (I know, I know) so it looks like we better hop to it. If you are a Facebook friend, I am sure you have already witnessed the third development. We have a talker on our hands! Morgan can now say "Momma" and "Bye Bye". She waves Bye Bye too. For some reason I thought this was crazy, super advanced for an 8 month old, but after doing some research I found that these are typical behaviors of 8 and 9 month olds. Oh well. I am still very impressed! Lastly is the arrival of Morgan's first tooth. The bottom front tooth popped through about a week ago. The week prior to that was rough on her. She was pretty cranky and wasn't very interested in eating. Baby Orajel and some Advil here and there got her through it and she is doing much better. I hope we get a little break before the next tooth arrives.
As far as sleeping goes, Morgan has really settled in to an excellent schedule. She goes down every night between 7:00 and 7:30pm. I know this seems early but that is when she gets tired, so I am not going to force her to stay up. She usually sleeps until about 4 or 5am, but this morning she didn't get up until 6:45am! Woohoo! She gets 2 naps and plenty of playtime everyday. One of my good friends recommended the book, "Healthy Sleep Habits, Happy Child" and I highly recommend it as well. It's advice that allows for flexibility, and explains the importance of sleep for children. A great and easy read!
Well thanks to everyone who made it through this shameless brag session about my child. Now time to put my feet up and relax for the night. Monday morning will be here too soon!!!
Monday, October 1, 2012
Beautiful Baptism, Horrible Hostess
Thought I would go ahead and update while I wait patiently (NOT!) for my pictures to upload to Shutterfly. I have been totally negligent with updating my albums and have not had any printed since June. That amounts to 860 pictures. Clearly I haven't been negligent with TAKING pictures.
So with moving into a new house and getting things decorated inevitably amounts to having family and friends over to visit. My Grandma and Nanny had not yet seen the house, and Morgan was scheduled to be baptized, so I figured, what a great opportunity to throw a party! Her baptism was yesterday at Hopewell UMC, and it was a beautiful ceremony. Morgan was such a good sport. As we stood at the front of the church, the entire congregation smiled and laughed at her cuteness (she hiccupped the whole time, which echoed loudly!). I am pretty sure our family alone increased their congregation by 20%. I wish I could say that the after-party was as successful as the ceremony. To preface this story, I must tell you that I am very new at being a hostess. Our old house was terrible for entertaining, so we never had people over. As soon as we found out we would be moving, I was thrilled to finally be able to host a party. Okay, so back to the story. I planned to have a simple lunch after the ceremony. Deli trays, rolls, pimento cheese, buffalo chicken dip, potato chips, fruit, veggies, and cake were on the menu. I estimated about 18 people would come over, and the trays claimed to serve 10-12, so I bought two. My lack of experience caused me to seriously underestimate how hungry people are after church. In no time, we were out of rolls, chips, lunch meat, and lemonade. CRISIS. I was totally panicked and embarassed. I cried in Morgan's room briefly, before pulling myself together and asking Brad to run up to the store. He then informs me that his car is blocked in by about 4 other vehicles. DOUBLE CRISIS. He could tell I was losing my mind, so I think he asked his uncle if he could borrow his car so I wouldn't have a nervous breakdown. Such a good husband. He returned about 20 minutes later with the goodies and the party was salvaged. WHEW. I have definitely learned that it is ALWAYS better to have too much food than too little. The Boy Scouts are right....BE PREPARED.
Here are a couple shots from the day...
So with moving into a new house and getting things decorated inevitably amounts to having family and friends over to visit. My Grandma and Nanny had not yet seen the house, and Morgan was scheduled to be baptized, so I figured, what a great opportunity to throw a party! Her baptism was yesterday at Hopewell UMC, and it was a beautiful ceremony. Morgan was such a good sport. As we stood at the front of the church, the entire congregation smiled and laughed at her cuteness (she hiccupped the whole time, which echoed loudly!). I am pretty sure our family alone increased their congregation by 20%. I wish I could say that the after-party was as successful as the ceremony. To preface this story, I must tell you that I am very new at being a hostess. Our old house was terrible for entertaining, so we never had people over. As soon as we found out we would be moving, I was thrilled to finally be able to host a party. Okay, so back to the story. I planned to have a simple lunch after the ceremony. Deli trays, rolls, pimento cheese, buffalo chicken dip, potato chips, fruit, veggies, and cake were on the menu. I estimated about 18 people would come over, and the trays claimed to serve 10-12, so I bought two. My lack of experience caused me to seriously underestimate how hungry people are after church. In no time, we were out of rolls, chips, lunch meat, and lemonade. CRISIS. I was totally panicked and embarassed. I cried in Morgan's room briefly, before pulling myself together and asking Brad to run up to the store. He then informs me that his car is blocked in by about 4 other vehicles. DOUBLE CRISIS. He could tell I was losing my mind, so I think he asked his uncle if he could borrow his car so I wouldn't have a nervous breakdown. Such a good husband. He returned about 20 minutes later with the goodies and the party was salvaged. WHEW. I have definitely learned that it is ALWAYS better to have too much food than too little. The Boy Scouts are right....BE PREPARED.
Here are a couple shots from the day...
In my last post I promised a few house pictures to show the new paint, so here you go!
Master Bath
Master Bedroom
Dining Room
Half Bath
Kitchen
Not crazy about the lighting in any of these pictures, but you get the idea. The Kitchen is not as lime green as this picture shows. Well, it's not lime green at all. Clearly, we still need window treatments in every room, and furniture in the dining room and formal living room (not pictured). The card table with the table cloth did the trick for the party Sunday, but we would eventually like a table that hasn't been used for poker and beer pong.
Super quick Morgan update: She is 7 months old now, and is sitting up with no problems, rolling from one end of the room to the other, rocking back and forth on her knees, and lunging and scooting towards toys. She has "crawled" a couple of times, but she doesn't have it totally figured out yet. She isn't showing any interest in pulling up yet. She is eating great and growing so fast (18 lbs 9 oz!). She is always happy to see her reflection, and loves when Mommy sings, patty cakes, and reads to her. Okay that was quick, right?
Until next time!!
Saturday, September 8, 2012
Moving on...
I survived! This past week went by surprisingly fast. Maybe it was because it was only a four day week, or maybe because I have been too busy to think about the time passing. It was back to work for me Tuesday morning. I dropped off Morgan at Brad's Aunt's house (she is keeping her for me while I'm at work), and although I knew it would be difficult, I had not anticipated the surge of emotions as I left. It was devastating. I had to hand over my little bundle of joy and leave her for an entire day! Yes, I know how overly dramatic that sounds, but other Moms understand and Moms-to-be will one day. There were lots of tears that morning on my way in to work, but I composed myself and ended up having a fabulous work week. As hard as it is to leave my baby, I feel so grateful to at least be going to job that I genuinely enjoy doing.
As if going back to work wasn't stressful enough, we are getting the house (inside) painted. The project was originally supposed to take 5 days tops, but it quickly grew to 6 or 7. Our master bedroom and bathroom, along with all of the trim and some touch ups are still on the to-do list. So far I am loving the colors and even went on a little shopping spree to Kirklands today to get some decor. In an attempt to expand my blog topics, I will hopefully be posting lots of pictures when all is said and done. Stay tuned!
After 6 months of successful, yet sometimes challenging, breastfeeding, Morgan and I have moved on. I am reluctant to say "quit," or any other negative words because that would not be a fair way to describe my efforts. With the introduction of solids, returning to work, teething, and my need to go back on some BC (I don't want to be the next Tori Spelling), it just seemed like the timing was right. Of course, this was an emotional decision for me, as I have made it my mission to be a successful breastfeeding mom. At times it was very frustrating (fighting thrush, feeding issues, engorgement, feeding in public, etc.), but overcoming those challenges made me so proud of accomplishing 6 months of nursing. I am happy to say that Morgan has adjusted very well to formula and is even holding her own bottle (awesome considering she has not had much practice). I am still in the process of drying up my milk, which I am guessing will take a couple of months. Attempting to stop cold turkey was an epic failure, and I don't reccommend it to anyone (OUCH). I am now pumping every other night and trying to pump less each time until I dry up. Thank GOD for breastpumps. It amazes me that my mom nursed me for 9 months and NEVER pumped. How is that possible?!
Here are some pics that Morgan's Great Aunt Lori took for me this week, and a picture of an art project they did. Can't wait to fill up the whole fridge with these :)
As if going back to work wasn't stressful enough, we are getting the house (inside) painted. The project was originally supposed to take 5 days tops, but it quickly grew to 6 or 7. Our master bedroom and bathroom, along with all of the trim and some touch ups are still on the to-do list. So far I am loving the colors and even went on a little shopping spree to Kirklands today to get some decor. In an attempt to expand my blog topics, I will hopefully be posting lots of pictures when all is said and done. Stay tuned!
After 6 months of successful, yet sometimes challenging, breastfeeding, Morgan and I have moved on. I am reluctant to say "quit," or any other negative words because that would not be a fair way to describe my efforts. With the introduction of solids, returning to work, teething, and my need to go back on some BC (I don't want to be the next Tori Spelling), it just seemed like the timing was right. Of course, this was an emotional decision for me, as I have made it my mission to be a successful breastfeeding mom. At times it was very frustrating (fighting thrush, feeding issues, engorgement, feeding in public, etc.), but overcoming those challenges made me so proud of accomplishing 6 months of nursing. I am happy to say that Morgan has adjusted very well to formula and is even holding her own bottle (awesome considering she has not had much practice). I am still in the process of drying up my milk, which I am guessing will take a couple of months. Attempting to stop cold turkey was an epic failure, and I don't reccommend it to anyone (OUCH). I am now pumping every other night and trying to pump less each time until I dry up. Thank GOD for breastpumps. It amazes me that my mom nursed me for 9 months and NEVER pumped. How is that possible?!
Here are some pics that Morgan's Great Aunt Lori took for me this week, and a picture of an art project they did. Can't wait to fill up the whole fridge with these :)
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Half a year, could it be?
Yes, that time has arrived. Six months old. Six months ago almost to the minute, I had just delivered my beautiful baby girl. On the one hand that time seems so long ago because of how much my life has changed, but on the other I feel like these 26 weeks have passed in the blink of an eye. Morgan is healthy, happy, and changing so much each day. Brad and I feel so blessed and proud to have her in our lives.
As you can see from the picture, Morgan is sitting now, mostly on her own. She gets wobbly after a while, especially if she loses focus or tries to watch Waylon as he runs all over the room. Teething has definitely begun, but no teeth have cut through yet. She loves her Sophie the Giraffe and her frozen teething rings to soothe her gums. She just figured out yesterday how to roll from one end of the room to the other. Looks like baby-proofing the house is in the very near future.
I feel the need to share the following story because I have a feeling that I am just one of many moms who have experienced this. Mom and I went shopping yesterday to spend my birthday money on some much needed new clothes. I am embarassed to admit I actually still own (and sometimes wear) items that I have had for over 10 years. In fact, I still have a pair of cheerleading shorts from MIDDLE SCHOOL that I regularly wear. The elastic in the waist is shot, and the cotton is so soft. By far the comfiest shorts in the world. Brad loves to joke about how many clothes I have, but I quickly remind him that it only LOOKS like I have a lot of clothes because I don't get rid of stuff. I have plenty of friends whose summer wardrobe puts my entire wardrobe to shame. Don't get me wrong, I am not complaining about this. Fashion has never been my cup of tea and I really don't consider myself to have a "style." Anyways, back to my story. I desparately needed some updated clothing because stuff either didn't fit, was terribly outdated, or was just plain age-inappropriate (no, it is not okay for a 25 year old to wear a rhinestone encrusted halter/tube top from Charlotte Russe).
(yes, this is the one)
We started off in New York and Company and I was trying on some jeans. I think you know where this story is heading. Jeans were a difficult purchase for me before having a child, so my new body made it even more challenging. I called out to my mom to go grab me a size 8, because the 6's made me look like a busted up can of crescent rolls. She called back that those were the 8's. GASP. Why is it that as women, we care SO MUCH about the number printed on a pair of pants? Tears started welling up in my eyes, but I decided I wasn't going to let it ruin my day. Rather than trying on the 10's, I decided those jeans just weren't for me, and asked my mom to grab me a pair of black slacks (a girl's best friend according to Stacy London). The 8 petite fit perfectly, and I went back to trying on some cute tops. We ended up having a very successful shopping trip (about 7 tops and a pair of size 8 jeans from The Limited). I guess the moral of my story is that motherhood changes a woman in so many ways. We become more patient, we can multitask like no one's business, we put others before ourselves day after day, and even with these wonderful and positive changes, we tend to focus on a few extra pounds and curves. The old me would have spent all day crying over my size 4's and XS's, but not the new me. This body may not be perfect, far from it, but it grew a beautiful healthy child, and continues to feed her everyday. If that isn't something to be proud of, I don't know what is. Now I'll leave you with a quick video that is sure to put a smile on your face!
I feel the need to share the following story because I have a feeling that I am just one of many moms who have experienced this. Mom and I went shopping yesterday to spend my birthday money on some much needed new clothes. I am embarassed to admit I actually still own (and sometimes wear) items that I have had for over 10 years. In fact, I still have a pair of cheerleading shorts from MIDDLE SCHOOL that I regularly wear. The elastic in the waist is shot, and the cotton is so soft. By far the comfiest shorts in the world. Brad loves to joke about how many clothes I have, but I quickly remind him that it only LOOKS like I have a lot of clothes because I don't get rid of stuff. I have plenty of friends whose summer wardrobe puts my entire wardrobe to shame. Don't get me wrong, I am not complaining about this. Fashion has never been my cup of tea and I really don't consider myself to have a "style." Anyways, back to my story. I desparately needed some updated clothing because stuff either didn't fit, was terribly outdated, or was just plain age-inappropriate (no, it is not okay for a 25 year old to wear a rhinestone encrusted halter/tube top from Charlotte Russe).
(yes, this is the one)
We started off in New York and Company and I was trying on some jeans. I think you know where this story is heading. Jeans were a difficult purchase for me before having a child, so my new body made it even more challenging. I called out to my mom to go grab me a size 8, because the 6's made me look like a busted up can of crescent rolls. She called back that those were the 8's. GASP. Why is it that as women, we care SO MUCH about the number printed on a pair of pants? Tears started welling up in my eyes, but I decided I wasn't going to let it ruin my day. Rather than trying on the 10's, I decided those jeans just weren't for me, and asked my mom to grab me a pair of black slacks (a girl's best friend according to Stacy London). The 8 petite fit perfectly, and I went back to trying on some cute tops. We ended up having a very successful shopping trip (about 7 tops and a pair of size 8 jeans from The Limited). I guess the moral of my story is that motherhood changes a woman in so many ways. We become more patient, we can multitask like no one's business, we put others before ourselves day after day, and even with these wonderful and positive changes, we tend to focus on a few extra pounds and curves. The old me would have spent all day crying over my size 4's and XS's, but not the new me. This body may not be perfect, far from it, but it grew a beautiful healthy child, and continues to feed her everyday. If that isn't something to be proud of, I don't know what is. Now I'll leave you with a quick video that is sure to put a smile on your face!
Monday, August 20, 2012
Milestones, Vacation, and House Projects!
Just looked back at my last post and realized it has been exactly 1 month since I last blogged. I have been dying to post some important Morgan milestone updates, as well as our first family vacation to the beach! Without further ado...
Milestones! Morgan is almost 6 months old (just typing that is making it more real for me). She develops more personality with each passing day, and let me just tell you, she may look like her Daddy, but she acts just like me (not sure yet if that is a good thing or not). She is very sassy, giggly, and I have never seen someone so cranky when they are sleepy, except for myself. Those little hands are on everything these days. She loves to reach out and grab whatever catches her eye, be it my phone, my hair, my earrings (ouch!), or her ever-growing stash of toys. While we were on vacation, she started hinting at wanting to sit up, aka, she would fuss whenever she was put down on her back or tummy. In the past when I have attempted to sit her up either with assistance from me or the Bumbo, she showed little interest. After just a few tries of plopping her down in the sitting position, she has really gotten the hang of it. She can sit completely unsupported for 10-20 seconds, sometimes even longer. Way to go, Morgan! In other milestone news, she is still sleeping in her crib, and still waking me up SEVERAL times a night. I am hoping this phase ends soon since I will be back to work in just 2 weeks. We are still working on feeding her rice cereal, and I am not sure if I am having a harder time with it than her. It just seems too soon to be feeding my little baby actual food with a spoon, but I know it's best for her. I am excited to try her on some other foods, and I am hoping she likes them! Also, I am thrilled to announce that Morgan's Halloween costume has been ordered. No, I am not making it myself as I do not sew and do not possess any crafty genes whatsoever. Regardless, I am super stoked about it and can't wait to get her all dressed up. Here it is!! http://www.target.com/p/infant-this-lil-piggy-costume/-/A-14047910
Vacation. Ahh how the meaning of that word changes once you have a child. We went to Oak Island Beach, NC this year, where we have never gone before. We normally go to Topsail Island, NC, but the family decided to change things up. We stayed in an oceanfront condo with Brad's grandparents. First of all, it is AMAZING how much crap you have to take on vacation for one child. We had the bed of an F150 slam packed with the Pack N Play, bouncer, tent, umbrella, toys, clothes, etc. Looks like once we have more kids we will be renting a Uhaul. On top of having all the stuff, we had a very modest sized condo for 4 adults and a baby. The bed took up so much room that we had no room for the Pack N Play. Thank goodness I decided to bring the Rock N Play just in case. Morgan's feet practically hang out of it, but she slept in that thing all week. I was a little worried about the weather due to some gloomy forecasts for the area, but it ended up being beautiful all week. We took Morgan onto the beach a few days, which was a ton of work. Hauling the tent, chairs, umbrella, towels, water, toys, bouncer, and baby is no easy task. And after all of that hard work, it turns out Morgan is not much of a fan of the beach. Just like her Mommy, she does not like being all hot and sandy. Once Brad and I figured this out, we decided we would go down to the beach in shifts so that we could relax while the other watched Morgan. Brad's grandma was a ton of help too, since she didn't like to stay on the beach too long either. Next year I am hoping that Morgan will enjoy herself a little more so all the work will be worthwhile. Overall, we did have a nice trip. Most of all, I enjoyed having an entire week to spend with my husband. He truly is my best friend and we have so much fun together.
House projects! We finally got a reasonable estimate for some interior paint work, so we will be getting the downstairs, upstairs hall, master bedroom, and bathroom painted the week I go back to work. All of the walls are currently white, so I am very excited to have some color in this house. Once the walls are painted, it is GO TIME for decorating. I can't wait!
Hope everyone enjoys the rest of their summer!
Milestones! Morgan is almost 6 months old (just typing that is making it more real for me). She develops more personality with each passing day, and let me just tell you, she may look like her Daddy, but she acts just like me (not sure yet if that is a good thing or not). She is very sassy, giggly, and I have never seen someone so cranky when they are sleepy, except for myself. Those little hands are on everything these days. She loves to reach out and grab whatever catches her eye, be it my phone, my hair, my earrings (ouch!), or her ever-growing stash of toys. While we were on vacation, she started hinting at wanting to sit up, aka, she would fuss whenever she was put down on her back or tummy. In the past when I have attempted to sit her up either with assistance from me or the Bumbo, she showed little interest. After just a few tries of plopping her down in the sitting position, she has really gotten the hang of it. She can sit completely unsupported for 10-20 seconds, sometimes even longer. Way to go, Morgan! In other milestone news, she is still sleeping in her crib, and still waking me up SEVERAL times a night. I am hoping this phase ends soon since I will be back to work in just 2 weeks. We are still working on feeding her rice cereal, and I am not sure if I am having a harder time with it than her. It just seems too soon to be feeding my little baby actual food with a spoon, but I know it's best for her. I am excited to try her on some other foods, and I am hoping she likes them! Also, I am thrilled to announce that Morgan's Halloween costume has been ordered. No, I am not making it myself as I do not sew and do not possess any crafty genes whatsoever. Regardless, I am super stoked about it and can't wait to get her all dressed up. Here it is!! http://www.target.com/p/infant-this-lil-piggy-costume/-/A-14047910
Vacation. Ahh how the meaning of that word changes once you have a child. We went to Oak Island Beach, NC this year, where we have never gone before. We normally go to Topsail Island, NC, but the family decided to change things up. We stayed in an oceanfront condo with Brad's grandparents. First of all, it is AMAZING how much crap you have to take on vacation for one child. We had the bed of an F150 slam packed with the Pack N Play, bouncer, tent, umbrella, toys, clothes, etc. Looks like once we have more kids we will be renting a Uhaul. On top of having all the stuff, we had a very modest sized condo for 4 adults and a baby. The bed took up so much room that we had no room for the Pack N Play. Thank goodness I decided to bring the Rock N Play just in case. Morgan's feet practically hang out of it, but she slept in that thing all week. I was a little worried about the weather due to some gloomy forecasts for the area, but it ended up being beautiful all week. We took Morgan onto the beach a few days, which was a ton of work. Hauling the tent, chairs, umbrella, towels, water, toys, bouncer, and baby is no easy task. And after all of that hard work, it turns out Morgan is not much of a fan of the beach. Just like her Mommy, she does not like being all hot and sandy. Once Brad and I figured this out, we decided we would go down to the beach in shifts so that we could relax while the other watched Morgan. Brad's grandma was a ton of help too, since she didn't like to stay on the beach too long either. Next year I am hoping that Morgan will enjoy herself a little more so all the work will be worthwhile. Overall, we did have a nice trip. Most of all, I enjoyed having an entire week to spend with my husband. He truly is my best friend and we have so much fun together.
House projects! We finally got a reasonable estimate for some interior paint work, so we will be getting the downstairs, upstairs hall, master bedroom, and bathroom painted the week I go back to work. All of the walls are currently white, so I am very excited to have some color in this house. Once the walls are painted, it is GO TIME for decorating. I can't wait!
Hope everyone enjoys the rest of their summer!
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