I call her my sugar bug...don't ask, I don't know why or how I got the name. She has to be the best baby ever. And hilarious...just crazy. She always has something in her mouth she isn't supposed to have...I would tell you some, but it grosses me out. She is funny too because now when I look at her and say "what do you have in your mouth??" she smiles, giggles and take off only for me to chase her down. She does the same thing when she gets a hold of something she isn't supposed to have. She will look at me and then take off if I look like I am going to get it from her.
She has had her daddy home all week this past week and he has to go back to work tomorrow, it will probably be a rough day for her. She loves having her daddy home. I have been waking up when I hear her on the monitor and taking her into the bedroom to feed her because Bryan is of course still sleeping. When she is done eating she likes to play on the bed and wake her daddy up. It usually consists of climbing all over him and beating his head, etc...but today was so cute, she put her head down on him and gave him kisses and snuggled. My heart melted...my mind was saying "take it all, whatever you want you can have". Luckily she is too young to take advantage.
We have also been going outside quite a bit. Maisie is finally at the point that she likes exploring things while walking, I don't have to carry her everytime I get up to do something. One of her favorite things is checking on daddy in the garage. I open the door and she follows me out, then I help her with the one step and she takes off. It scares me because she still stumbles some and our driveway is very slanted and the idea of her scraping her legs and hands just hurts me. But she has a ball, she walks around the garage then out to the driveway and into the grass, just squealing and clapping usually, she is so cute and I of course look like an idiot with my arms out and bent over waiting for her to fall at any second.
I think Maisie almost has "mama" and "dada" down, she is almost doing it on command, it is very cute. She has also waved a lot recently, she learned to a long time ago, but didn't know what she was doing, but I think she is starting to understand....of course that may be because everytime she waves I say "hi Maisie, hi, hello". So this is said about 50 times a day...
Any recent food adventures?? Hmm...well, bryan tried her on cucumber today, she LOVED it. I was shocked, she ate like 10 bites! She loves hotdogs and SANDWICHES, yes, sandwiches. I think sandwiches are her favorite, I could probably make one, cut the crust off, and cut it into bitesize pieces and she would eat the whole thing. I know she has eaten at least half of one. Pasta is a fun one...especially long pieces, she gets a kick out of eating them.
Oh, and I almost forgot. Maisie has decided that she must learn to walk backwards...yes, backwards. I was sitting down and she kept falling on her butt and I thought at first that she is just being clumsy, then I watched closely and she was moving her feet behind her. Why does she feel the need to do this? well, I guess since she is walking now she feels she needs another challenge? I don't know, she is a nut!
Well, it is about bed time....yikes, after midnight!! Until next time...
Monday, May 24, 2010
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Just a little of this and that....
I wish I could get on here more and write about stuff...but honestly, I forget, or when I do remember I am too busy with Maisie. So, the last time I wrote was Mother's day...what has been going on. Well, Maisie has been a little grumpier than usual at times, not all the time, just certain points in the day. I can't quite tell if it is boredom, teething....or just plain old grumpiness. For all I know it could be all of the above, anyways, that's ok because most of the time she is her pleasant and sweet self. She is just growing and growing, and doing more things. We bought her one of those small buckets with shapes that go inside. She obviously is too small to know what shapes go where, but she takes the lid off and likes to put the shapes in and take them out. She is also VERY fond of me reading her books! It used to be she just wanted to hold and play with the books but now I will sit and read and point at stuff on the pages and she just LOVES it! She watches and points at stuff too, it is so cute. She is also able to stand up without pulling up on something...unassisted standing! I just can't believe it.
We bought some outdoor toys for her to play with and she had fun with them. We got her a big pink bouncy ball and it is now a favorite...although she now gets frustrated if she can't pick it up...or if she can't pick it up along with two other toys....stubborn one.
Now lets talk food! Yes, she is still a great eater, she is just eating MORE. I can't believe how well and how much she eats. I always make her veggies and stuff while I am preparing dinner....just to make sure she eats her veggies cause I know she is going to want whatever I have too. And sure enough, I get a plate and she wants all my stuff, including the veggies I have. But what are some things she has tried lately you ask? Well, today we had homemade catfish and she LOVED it...practically stealing it off my plate. She is able to eat anything at taco bell (except the hard shells), she ate at least a half of a sandwich tonight, along with her 1/4 cup of peas, bites of spaghetti, chicken and dumplings, pasta salad....then a bottle of milk after that! I don't know where it all goes...I wish I was like that. If she gives me trouble during a meal, it is usually lunch...mainly because she is either tired, or too ready to play than sit and eat. I find that as long as I am busy doing something and not watching her she does pretty good. It actually works out nicely because I take that opportunity to get the kitchen somewhat in shape.
Well, it has been a busy weekend for Maisie, we had the Spring Fest on Saturday and church on Sunday. Hopefully this won't be too crazy of a week for her and hopefully she will be in a good mood. I have a lot of things I would like to get done around the house...because like always, it is a wreck...but I won't get my hopes up. Bryan has the week off so that will be nice, Maisie likes having both of us home...of course.
We bought some outdoor toys for her to play with and she had fun with them. We got her a big pink bouncy ball and it is now a favorite...although she now gets frustrated if she can't pick it up...or if she can't pick it up along with two other toys....stubborn one.
Now lets talk food! Yes, she is still a great eater, she is just eating MORE. I can't believe how well and how much she eats. I always make her veggies and stuff while I am preparing dinner....just to make sure she eats her veggies cause I know she is going to want whatever I have too. And sure enough, I get a plate and she wants all my stuff, including the veggies I have. But what are some things she has tried lately you ask? Well, today we had homemade catfish and she LOVED it...practically stealing it off my plate. She is able to eat anything at taco bell (except the hard shells), she ate at least a half of a sandwich tonight, along with her 1/4 cup of peas, bites of spaghetti, chicken and dumplings, pasta salad....then a bottle of milk after that! I don't know where it all goes...I wish I was like that. If she gives me trouble during a meal, it is usually lunch...mainly because she is either tired, or too ready to play than sit and eat. I find that as long as I am busy doing something and not watching her she does pretty good. It actually works out nicely because I take that opportunity to get the kitchen somewhat in shape.
Well, it has been a busy weekend for Maisie, we had the Spring Fest on Saturday and church on Sunday. Hopefully this won't be too crazy of a week for her and hopefully she will be in a good mood. I have a lot of things I would like to get done around the house...because like always, it is a wreck...but I won't get my hopes up. Bryan has the week off so that will be nice, Maisie likes having both of us home...of course.
Saturday, May 8, 2010
A New Mother's Day
Wow, I actually have a new holiday! It is so wonderful! I honestly haven't thought much about this day until this week, when I realized...duh...this day is for me too! I am a mom and even though I won't hear the words "I love you mom" or "Happy mother's day mom" today, I have a little girl who loves me. She brings me such joy and happiness, I love her so much. I really had no idea what being a mother was going to mean for me, and I have become...obsessed, for lack of a better word, with reading about other new mom's experiences because everyone's is different...and yet, there are so many similarities.
I stole this article from a friend of mine's blog, and she got it of of the Proverbs 31 ministries page (I think)on facebook. The article was a funny and touching one, it reminded me of things that I face today and things that I probably will face in the future. It also reminded me of my mom and things she probably went through. In case there are those of you who don't know, I have the best mom in the world :) It is not up for debate, it is what it is, and I know she will be reading this eventually so just in case I forget to say it "Happy Mother's Day mom! I love you!"
Here is the article, enjoy:
Ariel Allison Lawhon, She Reads Co-Director
"Blessed is the man who listens to me, watching daily at my doors, waiting at my doorway." Proverbs 8:34 (NIV)
Life wouldn't be so hard if it wasn't so daily. As I sit here surrounded by laundry and dishes piled high in the sink, I see more than ever how life wears us down one day at a time.
Crumbs litter the floor and dirty smudges cover the windows. And I have yet to discover where that smell is coming from. For this mother of four, a simple trip to the grocery store requires an act of God and Congress – attempted only when we are down to powdered milk and Ramen noodles. Not thirty minutes ago a little one-year-old boy clung to my legs, belting out that scream - you know the one, bats can hear it. And I felt my coping skills slipping away. Not because he was crying but because he cries every day.
The daily-ness.
The job of motherhood feels so vast, and frightening, and unending. I am called to raise these children in the fear and admonition of the Lord and yet there are days that I can't seem to get out of my pajamas much less lead them in a time of prayer. I think anyone could endure the temper tantrums of a small child or the rebellion of a teenager or the constant needs of another if they lasted just one day. But the truth is that these things are the stuff of daily life. And when I am honest with myself, they grind down the rough edges of this woman. Because parenting can not be all about me when diapers must be changed, noses wiped and beds made.
In those moments I force myself to take a deep breath and thank God for this season of life. These children. The privilege of wiping noses and bottoms and countertops. A privilege many women would love to have, but don't. I remind myself that the days are long but the years are short. And one day I will look in the rear-view mirror and see empty seats. The cup that is overflowing right now will slowly drain. The stretch marks will fade. And I will find that a new set of daily struggles has overtaken me. When that day comes I will find the strength to face them as well because God gives the grace, daily.
The daily-ness.
As C.S. Lewis once said, "The thing is to rely on God… Meanwhile, the trouble is that relying on God has to begin all over again every day as if nothing has yet been done."
Your daily-ness is probably different than mine, but it is nonetheless God-ordained. It is exactly what we need to live dependent on His grace instead of our own strength. The One who knows us best, who knit us together in our mother's womb, has allotted these days that are equal parts trial and triumph. And He knows that we will see Him most clearly from a place of dependence.
So today I embrace the normal things. The daily things. Another round of laundry. The ring in my toilet. The dust on my dresser so thick a child could write his name. But even more than that I want to celebrate the important things. A child slowly learning to read. A husband that finds his comfort in my arms. A baby who learns to walk and talk. Because all these are the things of life: some mundane and some holy. And all of them must be received daily.
Dear Lord, sometimes daily life is just hard. And we're tired. And overwhelmed. But You promised to be our strength and our hope and our comfort. So today we look to You for what we need. Would You meet us in this, our daily-ness, and help us receive Your grace? In Jesus' Name, Amen.
I stole this article from a friend of mine's blog, and she got it of of the Proverbs 31 ministries page (I think)on facebook. The article was a funny and touching one, it reminded me of things that I face today and things that I probably will face in the future. It also reminded me of my mom and things she probably went through. In case there are those of you who don't know, I have the best mom in the world :) It is not up for debate, it is what it is, and I know she will be reading this eventually so just in case I forget to say it "Happy Mother's Day mom! I love you!"
Here is the article, enjoy:
Ariel Allison Lawhon, She Reads Co-Director
"Blessed is the man who listens to me, watching daily at my doors, waiting at my doorway." Proverbs 8:34 (NIV)
Life wouldn't be so hard if it wasn't so daily. As I sit here surrounded by laundry and dishes piled high in the sink, I see more than ever how life wears us down one day at a time.
Crumbs litter the floor and dirty smudges cover the windows. And I have yet to discover where that smell is coming from. For this mother of four, a simple trip to the grocery store requires an act of God and Congress – attempted only when we are down to powdered milk and Ramen noodles. Not thirty minutes ago a little one-year-old boy clung to my legs, belting out that scream - you know the one, bats can hear it. And I felt my coping skills slipping away. Not because he was crying but because he cries every day.
The daily-ness.
The job of motherhood feels so vast, and frightening, and unending. I am called to raise these children in the fear and admonition of the Lord and yet there are days that I can't seem to get out of my pajamas much less lead them in a time of prayer. I think anyone could endure the temper tantrums of a small child or the rebellion of a teenager or the constant needs of another if they lasted just one day. But the truth is that these things are the stuff of daily life. And when I am honest with myself, they grind down the rough edges of this woman. Because parenting can not be all about me when diapers must be changed, noses wiped and beds made.
In those moments I force myself to take a deep breath and thank God for this season of life. These children. The privilege of wiping noses and bottoms and countertops. A privilege many women would love to have, but don't. I remind myself that the days are long but the years are short. And one day I will look in the rear-view mirror and see empty seats. The cup that is overflowing right now will slowly drain. The stretch marks will fade. And I will find that a new set of daily struggles has overtaken me. When that day comes I will find the strength to face them as well because God gives the grace, daily.
The daily-ness.
As C.S. Lewis once said, "The thing is to rely on God… Meanwhile, the trouble is that relying on God has to begin all over again every day as if nothing has yet been done."
Your daily-ness is probably different than mine, but it is nonetheless God-ordained. It is exactly what we need to live dependent on His grace instead of our own strength. The One who knows us best, who knit us together in our mother's womb, has allotted these days that are equal parts trial and triumph. And He knows that we will see Him most clearly from a place of dependence.
So today I embrace the normal things. The daily things. Another round of laundry. The ring in my toilet. The dust on my dresser so thick a child could write his name. But even more than that I want to celebrate the important things. A child slowly learning to read. A husband that finds his comfort in my arms. A baby who learns to walk and talk. Because all these are the things of life: some mundane and some holy. And all of them must be received daily.
Dear Lord, sometimes daily life is just hard. And we're tired. And overwhelmed. But You promised to be our strength and our hope and our comfort. So today we look to You for what we need. Would You meet us in this, our daily-ness, and help us receive Your grace? In Jesus' Name, Amen.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
So much stuff...
There seems to be SO many things running through my head lately. Maisie had a checkup today at the clinic and she got her first vaccines...yes...her first. To start with, she is perfect, the doctor even said so. She is 17.9lbs and 28in tall. Her head size and weight are both in the 24 percentile and her height is in the 50 percentile range (I knew she was tall). She is nicely proportioned and in great shape, thank you God! I knew the day was going to come that I was going to have to make my mind up about vaccines and I decided today would be that day...kinda. We have decided on some but still can't make up are mind about others...luckily, those others are for when she is over a year old...still have time. She got her DTaP, Polio and Pneumacoccal(spelling?) vaccines...THREE shots, poor thing. If I could have held her when she got them she probably would have been better...I almost cried, but she was a trooper. She cried for the second and third shot, I think because she was being held down AND poked but as soon as I picked her up, she calmed down and within minutes was her normal self. We picked up some non-recalled tylenol at the pharmacy before we left (just to make sure she doesn't get a fever) and went to lunch. She has been fine...so far. She is taking a nice nap and we will see after that how she is. Stupid needles....
Anyways, I have been thinking about the big move lately and how much I DREAD it!! I am excited about the house, but the actual packing and moving SUCKS! So Bryan and I have been talking and wondering how much it would cost to get movers and I don't think it will be too bad! We were going to rent the BIG U-Haul...and with gas and for the day it was going to cost about $150...maybe a little less. But the movers said they charge $60 for the trip and $100 per hour and if they pack the house and move everything themselves they are guessing it will take them about 5 hrs. WELL, I thought that we will have most of the house packed before the BIG DAY with the exception of Maisie's toys, and dishes, and clothes...you know, stuff we actually have to use so the actual time to pack should be cut at least in half! Not to mention I have wonderful friends who plan on coming and helping move and pack so that should help save time! It will still be a few hundred dollars but having people move our furniture...especially from upstairs...will be SOOOOOOO much easier than us doing it ourselves and probably a WHOOOOOLLLLLEEE lot faster. So, I think we will be putting money aside these next months and do it! I feel relieved already!
We also said goodbye to our dog yesterday. We have had her for many years and love her, but thought it was best. We found the BEST home for her, a place she could run with other dogs with wonderful owners (personal friends) and not have a baby stressing her out. She HATES Maisie...I mean HATES. Don't get me wrong, she hasn't hurt her, or bitten her, etc. But she growls, she moans, when Maisie tries grabbing her she gets up and walks away...it breaks my heart because Maisie just LOVES her. So we decided before Maisie gets old enough to become attached, we should find a place that she can be happy for her last years, not stressed. Not an easy decision, but I know where she is and the family that has her loves her so much and she is happy there too.
What else...well, Maisie tried some new stuff the past few days, she tasted turnips (not the greens, the actual turnips) and Rutabega! She LOVED the Rutabega...ate most of what was on my plate of course. We also took all the baby gates down...except the stair baracade, so she could roam around the house....she doesn't like being limited to the living room, she gets bored. I DO, however, have to keep the bathroom closed, she has this infatuation with the toilet paper and maxi pads...she came out waving them around...so door is closed.
Well, I hear her, she just woke up, guess I will write more later!
Anyways, I have been thinking about the big move lately and how much I DREAD it!! I am excited about the house, but the actual packing and moving SUCKS! So Bryan and I have been talking and wondering how much it would cost to get movers and I don't think it will be too bad! We were going to rent the BIG U-Haul...and with gas and for the day it was going to cost about $150...maybe a little less. But the movers said they charge $60 for the trip and $100 per hour and if they pack the house and move everything themselves they are guessing it will take them about 5 hrs. WELL, I thought that we will have most of the house packed before the BIG DAY with the exception of Maisie's toys, and dishes, and clothes...you know, stuff we actually have to use so the actual time to pack should be cut at least in half! Not to mention I have wonderful friends who plan on coming and helping move and pack so that should help save time! It will still be a few hundred dollars but having people move our furniture...especially from upstairs...will be SOOOOOOO much easier than us doing it ourselves and probably a WHOOOOOLLLLLEEE lot faster. So, I think we will be putting money aside these next months and do it! I feel relieved already!
We also said goodbye to our dog yesterday. We have had her for many years and love her, but thought it was best. We found the BEST home for her, a place she could run with other dogs with wonderful owners (personal friends) and not have a baby stressing her out. She HATES Maisie...I mean HATES. Don't get me wrong, she hasn't hurt her, or bitten her, etc. But she growls, she moans, when Maisie tries grabbing her she gets up and walks away...it breaks my heart because Maisie just LOVES her. So we decided before Maisie gets old enough to become attached, we should find a place that she can be happy for her last years, not stressed. Not an easy decision, but I know where she is and the family that has her loves her so much and she is happy there too.
What else...well, Maisie tried some new stuff the past few days, she tasted turnips (not the greens, the actual turnips) and Rutabega! She LOVED the Rutabega...ate most of what was on my plate of course. We also took all the baby gates down...except the stair baracade, so she could roam around the house....she doesn't like being limited to the living room, she gets bored. I DO, however, have to keep the bathroom closed, she has this infatuation with the toilet paper and maxi pads...she came out waving them around...so door is closed.
Well, I hear her, she just woke up, guess I will write more later!
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