Monday, March 30, 2009
Back to the grind.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
OK, we're off! Hope our ladies lunch goes well!
Friday, March 27, 2009
Things sure are fun here. Daddy's home with me all day, and he is teaching me lots of neat stuff. I can pick up my rattles and toys, and hold them, and sometimes I even throw them. Every day, he puts me on my tummy. I used to hate it, but now I can prop myself up on my elbows, and when I get tired, I just flip over onto my back.
(ps. Aunt Amy's mom knitted this blanket and I love it!)
I'm also eating cereal, from a spoon! I'm not so good at the eating part, but I sure am good at making a big mess. I'm doing better on the whole swallowing thing. One of these days I'll get to have something other than boring old rice cereal and formula. Daddy baked cupcakes and they looked so good, but he said I'm too little for one.
Well, it's nap time. I still don't like to take naps, but I am really good at sleeping all night long. I'm back to sleeping in my own room, just like a big girl. And I'm getting big. I'm already wearing 6 month clothes, and I'm only 3 1/2 months! I'm probably going to do lots of stuff early. I'm sure mommy will write all about it. Bye for now!
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Our new stove arrived! Woo hoo. It rocks. Big Man cooked a very tasty, oven-baked chicken parm.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Ah, when I became a man I put away childish things. More like, when I became a parent, I got rid of all the fun shit I used to have time to enjoy, but do not any more because my life is consumed by dirty diapers and baby giggles. Totally worth the trade off. (Now if I could just manage to convince him to get rid of the motorcycle and put away the college relics, we'd be all set.) He didn't get that much for the car, but he was going to let a junk yard haul it away. Then, I suggested craigslist, and I guess he posted the car.
I instructed Big Man that he is not to deposit the money into our bank account, but that he's to do fun things with hit. He offered me some, but I declined. His toy from his bachelor days. But, I did tell him that when we are in Chicago in May, he should take us out on the town. He agreed. Everybody wins!
Sunday, March 22, 2009
I am going to participate in the Alzheimer's Walk, and if everyone that reads my blog donates $5, then I will raise $5 (thanks Dad!).
In this economy, I realize that every dollar is precious, and we all have our causes. I say no to lots of donation requests, so no pressure. But, if you wanted to forego the morning latte and give me a buck or two, it will help research efforts for a cure.
And, just think of the cute pics I will have to post of Dani and I walking on May 3! Hopefully, this will be a link to my donation site (and as you can see, I'm the only donor so far...I will update it if you donate!):
Click Here to Donate
Warning: this first video is pretty long (like 3 mins). Just Dani on the changing table, chirping and having fun.
When we finished the changing table video (x2), she started to fuss, so I had to capture that too.
Turns out she was hungry, oops. It was a little early (not even 3 hours since her last feeding) but the kid's a little chowhound today!
Since this week is going to be insane, the videos will have to make due for a coupla days!
I've been digging out all the stuff we got when she was tiny, or before she was born and it's like getting presents all over again! Here's two "new" rattles that just got unearthed! And, because mommy's in charge, crazy baby hair!
Saturday, March 21, 2009
And all was, again, right with the world.
We even took a walk today in the stroller. It's really hard and bumpy because the sidewalks are kind of uneven, but I was afraid to walk her in the street because I've always sneered at people who do that. Good thing is, it's nice enough to take her out now, woo hoo!
Looks like the bumpy ride did her some good, I'm hearing some rumbling and some tooting if you get my drift! I'll need to attend to that now.
Friday, March 20, 2009
(Big Man gives Dani the lotioned hair comb down, but when I'm in charge after her bath, I always do the crazy, curly, baby mohawk!)
Back in the day, I used to pay attention to a lot more stuff than I do. I basically get my news from news radio on my 5 minute commute to work, and then The Daily Show if I can stay up.
My secretary comes into work often and asks me if I've heard any number of things which were local news headlines the night before. (nope)
Our house has been on the market since August. It's a great house, the one we have. Not like the character-less minivan of houses we are under contract to buy. But that one's more family friendly, blah, blah, blah. We had a mortgage commitment, but it expired because they only last 3 months, so me and Big Man had to re-sign all docs and provide new info (thank god we have great credit because apparently it's gotten slightly harder to get credit now that the banking industry frowns on unverified loans and had to contribute approximately the gross domestic product of France to keep it afloat) and the loan processor called me to mention that they would need a more recent purchase contract. And so I politely explained to her (because she clearly did not *read* my existing contract) that although we signed a contract to purchase last August, if she read the contingency (expressly contingent on the sale of my existing home) and realized that it did not have an end date (because who the f*&k is going to buy the sellers' house in this market either WTF?) then she would know that I'm still under contract to buy a house. But only if I ever sell mine. And, since my house has been on the market, I've (a) replaced the circulator in the furnace [not cheap]; (b) replaced the oven element [cheap but only lasted a month]; (c) replaced the whole flippin' freestanding range because we cheaped out and just tried to replace the element the first time it broke; and (d) no doubt done some other shit we didn't want to have to do because we wanted to move out of this house before we had Dani. Which was 3 months ago!
AND, did I mention that, because I was pretty pregnant (and clearly overly optimistic) in August, that I packed TONS of shit into (ten medium and 5 large) moving boxes I actually paid for at the UPS store, because I was sure the house would sell before I had the baby. And now, the baby's 3 months old, her Cubs romper is forever packed away, never to be worn, as Dani will clearly be a teenage mom before we unload this albatross of a house; the crockpot, toaster, and a shitload of rarely-used but much loved items such as my panini press and mini bundt pans have been packed away for 6 months.
And, at this point, I'm just waiting for more shit to go wrong so we can have to fix it and not be able to raise our sale price. (Big Man contends that we are selling our house with a stove, and so we can take our stove with us, and just leave a stove, but I've been telling him that as a lawyer that has real estate experience, that's not kosher and will not happen here.) Better yet, let Big Man's caddy crap the bed so we can add a car payment to the joy that is ours.
And, Big Man gave the kid too much cereal last night, and I had to take her to my democratic committee meeting (which is held in the county's supreme courthouse) and she was sick and screaming (local grandma-emeritus Debi took her to the law library and shut the doors so the meeting could continue) so throughout the meeting I could hear muted screams which did not stop. But, I'm the party chair and was running the meeting, so I carried on. At the close of the meeting (record time) I found Debi covered in puked up cereal/formula. Fun times. Got her home, and after an hour of screaming, and her not taking even water, I woke up Big Man (an hour early) and he calmed her, and rubbed her belly, and soothed her. And then he fed her and she threw up all over him. So we changed her, calmed her, and eventually got a little liquid into her before bedtime. And she slept through the night, and all was well.
But, today she was fine. Fine all day for Big Man. Literally as he began to get ready for bed she began to fuss, and once the bedroom door clicked shut so he could sleep, with the fan on and hear no outside disturbance, she let loose with the hellish screams. that. did. not. stop. until. she. eventually. took. a. brief. nap. and. began. screaming again. BUT, then I had to wake Big Man up, so she stopped and I fed her, and as Big Man prepared to leave for work, she unleashed again. So, at least, he heard it and didn't think I made it all up. Didn't swaddle her because she likes her fist better than the pacifier, and 3 minutes or so after Big Man left at 10:10pm, she is sleeping, or at least quiet. For now.
And, I'm realizing that we have, like, 3 photos of the three of us, and very few of me and Dani. But I have about 250 photo album pics of Dani alone, and that's about it. Need to remedy that. Before she gets her driver's license.
And, husband who never reads this blog but who used to be romantic. Buy me some flowers or do something nice because this is really getting tiresome.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Monday, March 9, 2009
Saturday, March 7, 2009
No, I did not bake this, the cake lady I found on craigslist did. It is, however, in my tupperware cake holder, and all evidence of purchase is gone, so Big Man will just have to wonder whether I have mad cake decorating skillz.......
Today's also my mom's birthday--shout out to MJ! Love you!
And, Big Man, although you don't read the blog--love you with all my heart!
Friday, March 6, 2009
Yes, she still fits in the stripey sleeper and we don't have any other covers for the Boppy pillow. Deal.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
My digital camera records video, so I thought I would try to upload two Dani shorts. Now, they aren't great--in fact, I sound kind of like a moron, but for all you folks who just look at the Dani photos (Dad) here's your chance to see it live action! Now, in this first one, Dani is wearing one of what seems like the few sleepers she has-at least all the pictures I have are beginning to look the same, same boppy pillow, and a handful of pastel sleepers she lives in. Seriously, we do try to mix it up by actually talking to her and singing and reading and shiz, I promise. We just hate little baby outfits that require more effort than unsnapping a handy one piece. She does wear a onesie too, haters.
So the first video is Dani, chillin' on the "donut" pillow sucking her thumb,
The next one is her in the bumbo chair--clearly struggling to hold up her big melon head at the end, but figuring out the rattle! These videos are taking FOREVER to upload so I have to assume that unless you have super high speed you won't have the patience to try. Again, the sound is on, so I sound like a bleepin' moron! But, enjoy the cuteness.
Someday, I will post about something other than my kid, I promise. Just not today.
Someday, I will have something more interesting to say, I promise!
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Dani and Tara, just having some girl time.