Saturday, January 31, 2009
So, I bundle Dani up in her cute little pink snowsuit, put her in the carseat and we are off! I really struggle to carry the carseat; really struggle. When I get done I am sore everywhere, particularly my back. I'm pretty short, don't work out, and have had two abdominal surgeries in the past 12 months, so I'm not exactly the best example of fitness. So, I snap the carseat into the stroller, and wheel on into Target. When I get inside I realize that stroller+cart+two hands=oops. So, I push the stroller with one hand and drag a cart with the other, which works when I am headed in a straight line, but is very difficult otherwise.
I end up pushing the stroller with two hands, hunched over so I can hook my elbow on the front of the cart and drag it kind of along side and behind me. (think Quasimodo without the limp)
As I was in the store, I noticed other mothers with the carseat in the top deck where bigger kids sit. I actually stopped a lady who gave me the "tsk tsk poor new mommy" look, and asked her about the carseat in the top deck, and she showed me it was pretty sturdy, even if the darn thing didn't snap in. (And then I got another look, kind of to say, "I hope your baby's daddy is smarter than you, as it is the only way your baby has a chance to grow up to be anything more than a busboy at a Waffle House") Suffice it to say, I won't be traveling with two things to push in the future, unless daddy's with me.
The saving grace was that Dani did not make a peep in the store; semi-slept the whole time, which is good because if I had had to pick her up, I would have had to abandon my cart and call it a day. Cleanup in aisle 9.........
Just a reminder, when Dani's not happy, ain't nobody happy!
I bought the video 30 Day Shred today and two 3 pound weights. I have lost a bunch of weight; 20 pounds less then when I got pregnant, but I'm feeling a little jiggly, well actually a lot jiggly. Losing 20 extra pounds means essentially that all of my work suits are big on me and loose, so every day I go to work wearing ill-fitting clothing, and it is obvious. Suits are expensive, y'all, so I won't be buying new ones until the old ones no longer stay up without suspenders; and then I will consider suspenders. So I decided I will make an effort (or, most likely not) to do the video in the morning when Dani's still asleep, in an attempt to look more shapely and less like a smaller version of my former stay-puf marshmellow man self.
Let's have a little contest--post a comment and guess how many days it will take before I open the DVD and actually do the video workout. Closest one wins a prize. Yeah, I know I never actually gave out a prize about the baby weight guessing--only Janine and Bill guessed, and I was way too tired to even remember I was supposed to reward them--don't even know who was closer. Anyway, I will do better this time, so take a guess. *Disclaimer--prize may have spitup on it, and also may be the 30 Day Shred video* Don't know who the lady on the video is but she has rockin' abs, and apparently subscribes to the theory that no muscle can be firm enough, but non-muscles should be pumped with silicone to make them bigger and jigglier and poutier. I will settle for less jiggly.
Maybe it's called 30 Day Shred because that's how long it is going to take for me to fish it out of the Target bag?
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Dani says, "Aren't I just the cutest thing???"
Big Man just called to let me know that during today's tummy time, Dani flipped over!
She generally hates tummy time--screams a LOT! Big Man propped her up on her arms (think baby pushups) and told her if she flipped over she could be done with tummy time. So, little Dani harnessed her rage, and flipped onto her back!
Daddy is very proud of his super strong baby! And, she's not quite 7 weeks old yet!
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Sweet baby sleeping on Daddy's lap.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
My baby's poop is like magic sand at times, thank god.
Last night, Dani goes to sleep around 10:45pm. She starts to stir at 3:00am, and so I turn on the little light and give her a pacifier to try to stretch the sleepy time. She goes back to sleep until 4:45am!!! That's right. Six hours.
So, I change her (wet) and am giving her a bottle in my bed when the action begins. Commence the rooty-toot-toots, and I know I am going to have another, more interesting diaper to change.
Perhaps it was because she was sitting on my lap, and the poop had no where to go, that the poop was able to defy the laws of gravity and travel up. Because up it traveled.
Brought her to the changing table, and noticed, there was a little bit of leakage in the front, not a big deal. Lift up her little tiny feet and there was back leakage too. Like magic sand, the poop had instantly dried to her back (thank god) because it was all the way up her back and in between her shoulder blades! In the span of about 5 minutes (need to make sure she's done so there aren't changing table blowouts) the poop had dried to her body--it looked like she was at a spa having an algae-mud treatment. A case of wipes, a receiving blanket (to cover the poop that was all over the changing table cover) and several wet washcloths later, I was left with a semi-clean happy baby who went right back to sleep so mommy could powerwash the crud off her hands.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Friday, January 23, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Friday, January 16, 2009
My dad, and of course my baby's daddy.
It has been my experience that there is such an amazing bond between father and daughter; a bond different than the one between mother and daughter. I have always been particularly close to my dad. Perhaps it is because my personality is similar to my mother's, and therefore quite compatible with his. Perhaps it is because he loves me so much and shows it so regularly.
I think that it's no secret that kids learn what to expect out of life from their parents. If they are like me, they grow up in a household where, from birth, there is never any question that the love you are receiving is limitless and unconditional. If they are like me, they grow up believing that they can do anything and achieve anything, as long as you work hard and believe in yourself. If they are like me, they grow up in a household where mom and dad are true partners, and best friends, and set an example of the loving reciprocity which makes for a solid marriage, so that you know what to look for and how to find a compatible mate and a healthy relationship.
When you are older, and an adult, you get to watch your dad and mom as grandparents, with your baby, and you see first-hand that love which created you and made you into the mom you are today.
Thank you for helping make me into the person, wife, and mom that I am today.
I love you!
Dani update for you Dad--she slept from 10:15ish to 4:15am last night! Very nice! She wanted me to tell you, "Happy Birthday Grandpa!"
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
"These Bears, they just aren't so good this year. I even put on all my gear and they are STILL losing! I guess they aren't gonna make it to the playoffs."Welcome to the world of being a Bears fan, Dani.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Monday, January 5, 2009
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Dani misses them already.
This Thursday, she gets to meet Grandma and Grandpa Big Man.