I feel like life might be returning to something close to normal. Like maybe I’m coming up for air. Regular sleep will do that for you. Day is growing fast and is developing a personality that I find so amusing and hilarious. She is a studier, not really a jump-on-in kinda gal. She’s also quick to let you know what is working for her and what is NOT working for her. AND she finds the greatest things funny. Like ME! I swear, she thinks I’m a comedian. And I’m really not that funny. Which to me, makes the whole interaction really funny.
She loves playing peekaboo and is still mesmerized by McWolly the cat. She likes the dogs ok, and GG is definitely her favorite, but when McWolly walks by, Day stares. She’ll crane her neck and turn around backwards to watch what the cat is doing. Which is usually nothing more than just sauntering by. Then she’ll look at me and SMILE like, “Did you see that incredible animal?”
We’ve gotten into a good routine these days. A 30 minute nap after school (for her, not me), a stroll to the park or just around the block, din-din, bath, then bedtime by 7:00 PM. I sometimes even have time to pay bills, fold clothes, etc. Mornings are not as smooth. Sometimes Ken and I have to decide who is going to be late for work. Mostly, it’s me. I am so impressed with people who can actually make it to work on time after getting themselves and a baby ready for the day without help from another adult. I’m pretty smart, but I have yet to figure that one out. And please don’t offer the obvious advice… Get up earlier. It’s irrelevant.
I make all of Day’s food. And not because I am Susie Homemaker. (That just made some of you laugh.) I do it because it is cheap and because it makes me proud. It’s the kind of cooking that I can handle… boil some water, blend it up, freeze. Last weekend we spent about $8 on fresh fruits and vegetables and made 3 weeks worth of food. It took me maybe 45 minutes total. Nice, huh? Pretty soon, we’ll start doing more finger foods and help her learn how to feed herself. The few times we’ve tried to encourage this, Day kinda gets icked out that there is food on her hand. And she has not made the connection to put it in her mouth. She just shoves it off the tray.
Bath time for Baby Day:
We’ve gotten into a good routine these days. A 30 minute nap after school (for her, not me), a stroll to the park or just around the block, din-din, bath, then bedtime by 7:00 PM. I sometimes even have time to pay bills, fold clothes, etc. Mornings are not as smooth. Sometimes Ken and I have to decide who is going to be late for work. Mostly, it’s me. I am so impressed with people who can actually make it to work on time after getting themselves and a baby ready for the day without help from another adult. I’m pretty smart, but I have yet to figure that one out. And please don’t offer the obvious advice… Get up earlier. It’s irrelevant.
I make all of Day’s food. And not because I am Susie Homemaker. (That just made some of you laugh.) I do it because it is cheap and because it makes me proud. It’s the kind of cooking that I can handle… boil some water, blend it up, freeze. Last weekend we spent about $8 on fresh fruits and vegetables and made 3 weeks worth of food. It took me maybe 45 minutes total. Nice, huh? Pretty soon, we’ll start doing more finger foods and help her learn how to feed herself. The few times we’ve tried to encourage this, Day kinda gets icked out that there is food on her hand. And she has not made the connection to put it in her mouth. She just shoves it off the tray.
Bath time for Baby Day:
I guess kids just want to have what they see you with. This is probably why she reaches frantically for the remote, cell phone, beer bottles, and laptop. Here she is checking her Facebook in her UGG boots that FAB sent her before she was even born. And leg warmers with a skirt and camo onesie. Isn’t she the perfect combination of me and Ken?
I’ll admit it. Sometimes I get stuck in my thinking. Ken is so much more creative than I am. I have been strolling Day to the park for months now, but all we ever do is look around or maybe visit if we see somebody we know. Then one day, Ken sends me a picture of Day on the swing at the park! Incredible! I thought she was still too little for those! No, she is not. They are made for babies her age. And she loves them. Thanks Ken for reminding me that she is not 10 weeks old anymore.
This particular hand in mouth position is what I call her anchor. It happens when she is so excited or scared that she doesn’t know what to do with herself. In this case, excited.
Is this the cutest baby girl you have ever seen? Yes? Why, thank you.
I’m sure Day will not appreciate me sharing this, but she had an awful diaper rash last week. They called me from daycare to come get her. I told my friend Sarah that I guess I was just going to take her home, get her naked, and let her pee on everything so she could “air out”. Then, Sarah (who truly is a genius) says, “Why don’t you use puppy training pads?” I guess because I’d never thought of that! It worked perfectly. The cloth diaper is taped on - again thanks to Ken for his mad creative thinking skills.
This dress on this baby makes me smile.
I promise I’m not trying to rush things, but I just knew she would stand there if I propped her up and showed her how to hold on. She was so proud of herself. She hasn’t quite mastered pulling up by herself, but I have a feeling it won’t be long.
2 comments to Life is Kinda Normal:
love her....love the boots...love the home made baby food and the camo shirt....love the afternoon strolls....love her interest in animals...love it all.
ok so I saw the picture of Day on the puppy pad before reading why she was sitting on a puppy pad and thought you were crazy! That is a very good idea and I may copy it in the future. :)
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