Okay - maybe I've been watching a little too much Dora lately. Josie doesn't seem to care for it yet, but I love it!
What did we do, you may ask? We bought a minivan. Yup. We are now the proud owners of a Ford Windstar. Oh boy, if my father were still around, he would not be happy that we have become the owners of 2 Ford vehicles! But the price was right and it has some awfully fun options, like a power sliding door and a beeper thing that starts going off when Pat almost backs into the neighbor's garage. And it makes life SO much easier to be able to just place Josie in her car seat instead of performing Feats of Strength maneuvering her in the backseat of the Taurus. Needless to say, I'm excited to be a minivan owner. AND we got groceries on Saturday, and were able to just lift the back gate and put all 1 and 1/2 carts-full in the back. Fabulous.
Let's see, what else. Oh - I had a doctor's appointment last Thursday. My weight was only up 2 lbs. from the last visit. I was pleasantly surprised, considering that my butt seems to be growing at a much faster rate than my tummy. My blood pressure was 120 / 80 - which they didn't seem concerned about, but seemed high to me. I think mine is usually quite a bit lower than that. Baby's heartbeat was 160. My belly is measuring at an 18, so about right on. I'll have an ultrasound at 19 weeks and another doc visit at 20 weeks.
Josie has started to "talk" on the telephone. She'll grab our cell phone or the home phone and hold it up to her ear and pretend to talk. Adorable. I know every kid does this sooner or later, but it's just so darn cute. Granted, it won't be so *cute* in a few years when we can't get her off of the phone. We were playing phone last Friday and she handed it to me, so I was talking into it, and she got flustered that she didn't have anything to talk into and just held her hand up to her ear and started jabbering away. Oh - and she's jabbering quite proficiently now. Perfectly formed, nonsensical sentences. She also has discovered the toilet. And toilet paper. No major mishaps yet, but I can just see the gleam of possibility in her twinkly little eyes. :)
This pregnancy seems quite different from Josie. My appetite is much greater, but yet, I am very sensitive to food this time around. Example - I threw up Saturday night because the smell of the roast and carrots we had in the crock pot all day sent me over the edge. Very disappointing considering that I love roast! It also may have been due to the weird combo of food I had eaten earlier in the day. I remember last time around the smell of taco meat really bothered me, but not to the point that I actually had to throw up. I can stomach a lot of gross stuff and never thought that the SMELL of food would actually make me sick!
Gotta go for now - have a Happy Monday!
On the Mend
Thursday, February 23, 2006
Everyone in the Daly house is doing just fine this morning. After a very hectic afternoon yesterday picking up Josie from daycare, taking her to the doctor's office, going to Target to fill her prescription, (ooh - bookclub girls, I actually witnessed Meg looking at digital cameras, YEAH :) !) going to the vet to pick up Brewster and getting into the house with toddler, bags from Target, Arby's for dinner, very excited dog and very excited dog's medications all in one armload, I was pooped! Not to mention that Pat had to work until 6:00 last night, so I got to do it all by myself. Can't wait until there's another baby to throw in the mix!
Josie's doctor appointment went well - the doc decided that he didn't see any reason to put her back on antibiotics again and gave her a prescription for Prednisonal, or something like that, basically prednisone, to help open up her airways and hopefully get rid of that nighttime cough. No more vomiting, so that's a good thing. He said all that gunk in her tummy just wasn't going to go anywhere but back up again, so all the milk on top of it just was enough for her to get rid of it once and for all.
And Brewster. He got the okay to come home, they think the zinc poisoning danger has passed. We have to give him a pill twice a day to help settle his tummy since he went through quite a bit of trauma yesterday, and we have some meds for his nasty ear infection. We'll do a follow-up appointment in a week to make sure nothing is showing up in his blood, and he'll have the official all clear after that. Whew. Still a little shaken by the close call on that one. He was VERY excited to see me last night and practically jumped right into my arms - no laughing matter when we're talking about an 80 lb. dog!
I have my 16 week appointment this afternoon, even though I'm officially 17 weeks today. (I thought I'd better work one "full" week last week after missing the entire week before!) Babycenter says my baby is the size of a large onion this week. I can't think of anything more disgusting. Thanks, Babycenter.
Josie's doctor appointment went well - the doc decided that he didn't see any reason to put her back on antibiotics again and gave her a prescription for Prednisonal, or something like that, basically prednisone, to help open up her airways and hopefully get rid of that nighttime cough. No more vomiting, so that's a good thing. He said all that gunk in her tummy just wasn't going to go anywhere but back up again, so all the milk on top of it just was enough for her to get rid of it once and for all.
And Brewster. He got the okay to come home, they think the zinc poisoning danger has passed. We have to give him a pill twice a day to help settle his tummy since he went through quite a bit of trauma yesterday, and we have some meds for his nasty ear infection. We'll do a follow-up appointment in a week to make sure nothing is showing up in his blood, and he'll have the official all clear after that. Whew. Still a little shaken by the close call on that one. He was VERY excited to see me last night and practically jumped right into my arms - no laughing matter when we're talking about an 80 lb. dog!
I have my 16 week appointment this afternoon, even though I'm officially 17 weeks today. (I thought I'd better work one "full" week last week after missing the entire week before!) Babycenter says my baby is the size of a large onion this week. I can't think of anything more disgusting. Thanks, Babycenter.
Just TRY to tell me things don't happen for a reason
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Call it a higher power, call it divine intervention, call it whatever you want - but there's SOMETHING or SOMEONE out there watching out for each and every one of us - animals included. Here's a long story to prove my point:
We were having a pretty normal morning. Although Josie didn't want to finish her milk this morning, which is strange for her. But we didn't really see any red flags. We get her to daycare, start taking off her coat and hat and mittens, and she proceeds to throw up on dad. Sorry for the detail here - but it's necessary for the story. What she threw up was pretty much curdled milk and lots of mucus. She's had this cough and runny nose for what seems like forever, and she doesn't know how to cough that stuff up, so it all goes to her tummy. She is not showing any other symptoms of being sick and does not have a fever. She actually now seems quite happy to have that nastiness out of her system. Betty says to leave her and she'll call us if anything else seems amiss. Perhaps not the best decision, but she REALLY seems to be just fine. So we leave her - all the time wondering what is going on beyond the cough and runny nose. Allergy, lactose intolerance, what? I make a note to call her doctor and try to get her in today.
Problem - Pat is covered in puke. We need to go home so he can get cleaned up. So we do. For some reason, I go into Josie's room. What I find does not make me happy. Brewster has decided to dig in Josie's diaper bag, take out the tube of Desitin, and eat it. In doing so, he has smeared it all over the rug in her room. Pat looks at the tube, and sees that it says to call Poison Control if ingested. Hmm. This probably isn't good.
I call our vet. They quickly say that we need to get him to their office, ASAP. So we do. The dumb dog gets to go for a ride, and becomes very excited, even though we keep telling him that this is not going to be a fun trip.
Zinc is poisonous to dogs. If it gets into their systems, it can cause a variety of damage, including breaking down red blood cells and causing kidney failure. Brewster ate pretty much the entire contents of a full tube - which just happens to contain 40% zinc oxide. Fabulous. Of course, his health and well-being are our primary concern, but we can't help but begin to get sick thinking of the cost this episode is going to incur. (Remind yourselves of our $175 Chinet paper plate incident, if you will.) We have to leave him at the vet's office all day while they treat and observe him.
We get to work - me about 1 hour late and Pat about 1/2 hour late. We need to get Josie to the doctor to figure out what's going on with her, and now our dog could die. The vet calls after a while and gives us pretty good news. They induced vomiting, and because he had eaten this morning before he ate the Desitin, it stuck mostly to the food in his stomach instead of to the lining of his stomach. So now they have to give him medicine to stop vomiting, give him IV fluids and put a tube down his throat to get gel into his stomach which will, hopefully, absorb what is remaining of the Desitin. He is one lucky dog. And here is why:
If we would not have had to go home for Pat to change, we would not have discovered that Brewster had eaten the Desitin until 5:30 tonight. Which would have been disastrous. We had 3 things on our side: 1. He's an 80 lb. dog, so the effects would not be as serious as to a smaller dog. 2. He had a full stomach which inhibited absorption into his stomach lining and 3. We found him within 1/2 hour after he ate it, also inhibiting the time it had to absorb into his system. Now you tell me why this day of all days, we needed to go home? It gives me goosebumps just to think about it. I can honestly say that we have NEVER needed to run home quick before going to work.
The vet gave me an estimate, while still not exactly cheap, was not nearly as horrid as what we were imagining. This, of course, is true as long as we do not have to have him admitted to an Emergency Hospital for further treatment. Knock on wood. So this disaster is, hopefully, averted and on the way to a happy ending.
After hanging up with the vet and calling Pat to let him know the news, I decide to call Betty to see how Josie is doing. She had thrown up, again. Great. So Pat calls and gets her an appointment so we can figure out what in the world is going on with our little girl. So the drama in our life is not over, for the time being. We'll keep you posted.
We were having a pretty normal morning. Although Josie didn't want to finish her milk this morning, which is strange for her. But we didn't really see any red flags. We get her to daycare, start taking off her coat and hat and mittens, and she proceeds to throw up on dad. Sorry for the detail here - but it's necessary for the story. What she threw up was pretty much curdled milk and lots of mucus. She's had this cough and runny nose for what seems like forever, and she doesn't know how to cough that stuff up, so it all goes to her tummy. She is not showing any other symptoms of being sick and does not have a fever. She actually now seems quite happy to have that nastiness out of her system. Betty says to leave her and she'll call us if anything else seems amiss. Perhaps not the best decision, but she REALLY seems to be just fine. So we leave her - all the time wondering what is going on beyond the cough and runny nose. Allergy, lactose intolerance, what? I make a note to call her doctor and try to get her in today.
Problem - Pat is covered in puke. We need to go home so he can get cleaned up. So we do. For some reason, I go into Josie's room. What I find does not make me happy. Brewster has decided to dig in Josie's diaper bag, take out the tube of Desitin, and eat it. In doing so, he has smeared it all over the rug in her room. Pat looks at the tube, and sees that it says to call Poison Control if ingested. Hmm. This probably isn't good.
I call our vet. They quickly say that we need to get him to their office, ASAP. So we do. The dumb dog gets to go for a ride, and becomes very excited, even though we keep telling him that this is not going to be a fun trip.
Zinc is poisonous to dogs. If it gets into their systems, it can cause a variety of damage, including breaking down red blood cells and causing kidney failure. Brewster ate pretty much the entire contents of a full tube - which just happens to contain 40% zinc oxide. Fabulous. Of course, his health and well-being are our primary concern, but we can't help but begin to get sick thinking of the cost this episode is going to incur. (Remind yourselves of our $175 Chinet paper plate incident, if you will.) We have to leave him at the vet's office all day while they treat and observe him.
We get to work - me about 1 hour late and Pat about 1/2 hour late. We need to get Josie to the doctor to figure out what's going on with her, and now our dog could die. The vet calls after a while and gives us pretty good news. They induced vomiting, and because he had eaten this morning before he ate the Desitin, it stuck mostly to the food in his stomach instead of to the lining of his stomach. So now they have to give him medicine to stop vomiting, give him IV fluids and put a tube down his throat to get gel into his stomach which will, hopefully, absorb what is remaining of the Desitin. He is one lucky dog. And here is why:
If we would not have had to go home for Pat to change, we would not have discovered that Brewster had eaten the Desitin until 5:30 tonight. Which would have been disastrous. We had 3 things on our side: 1. He's an 80 lb. dog, so the effects would not be as serious as to a smaller dog. 2. He had a full stomach which inhibited absorption into his stomach lining and 3. We found him within 1/2 hour after he ate it, also inhibiting the time it had to absorb into his system. Now you tell me why this day of all days, we needed to go home? It gives me goosebumps just to think about it. I can honestly say that we have NEVER needed to run home quick before going to work.
The vet gave me an estimate, while still not exactly cheap, was not nearly as horrid as what we were imagining. This, of course, is true as long as we do not have to have him admitted to an Emergency Hospital for further treatment. Knock on wood. So this disaster is, hopefully, averted and on the way to a happy ending.
After hanging up with the vet and calling Pat to let him know the news, I decide to call Betty to see how Josie is doing. She had thrown up, again. Great. So Pat calls and gets her an appointment so we can figure out what in the world is going on with our little girl. So the drama in our life is not over, for the time being. We'll keep you posted.
Polls
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Please be sure to check out the polls on the right sidebar. The names are definitely not carved in stone and will change often, so be sure to check back. :) We're open to suggestions... well, realistic suggestions. And no, Jara, if we have a boy, we're not going to name it Apu. Apu Daly. Ha ha.
***My thanks to Meg Gronau for her assistance in posting the polls. Now go have that baby already!
***My thanks to Meg Gronau for her assistance in posting the polls. Now go have that baby already!
Grrrr!
Monday, February 20, 2006
This is one of Josie's favorite sounds to make - and this morning, one of mine, too! First off - it's Monday. Enough said. Secondly - it's President's Day, so that means many of you don't have to work today, but I do. And lastly - I could have worn stinkin' jeans today and I FORGOT! That is a rare treat and I can't even believe I didn't write it down or something. Damn! So I'm just going to have to cast evil stares at all of my co-workers who did remember. That will make me some friends on the 5th floor. Grrr. Perhaps I'll growl at them, too. :{
It's Thursday and there's an avocado in my abdomen
Thursday, February 16, 2006
I'm 16 weeks pregnant today. Babycenter.com tells me my baby is now about the size of an avocado. I have an avocado at home, so I'll have to hold it up to my belly and see how it looks. Maybe I could stuff it in the front of my pants and pretend I'm having twins.
End of an Era
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Okay - maybe that's a little dramatic. But Pat and I were faced with a harsh reality last night as we attempted to go out for dinner with Josie.
We can't go out to dinner with Josie.
Well... maybe if conditions are perfect, i.e. she's been fed, has napped sufficiently and is in a happy place, then we can take her out to eat. But on a rushed and harried work night, it's just not worth it. We picked her up from daycare, scooted home to let the dog out and to grab her diaper bag, crackers and sippy cup and went to one of our favorite Mexican restaurants. We thought we were going to be doing dandy as we trekked up White Bear Ave at 5:30... until she started to melt down in the backseat. That should have been our signal to turn around and high-tail it for home. But no. We persisted. Things were going fine in the restaurant as she was happy to be out of her carseat and in a bright, colorful restaurant and was enjoying her crackers and milk while we waited for our food. Well, we had to wait a *little* too long and the timing was perfect for her to become bored just after our meals arrived. It really wasn't THAT bad - just not exactly a relaxing night out for us as we tried to keep her happy and to not throw everything on the floor.
It used to be so easy when she was more readily entertained and we'd smugly proclaim that we didn't know what people were talking about when they said it's hard to go out with the kids. Hmm. Lesson learned. And we need to find a babysitter :)
Otherwise, it was a lovely day. I got roses at work. Yea. :) They're beeeeuuutiful.
We can't go out to dinner with Josie.
Well... maybe if conditions are perfect, i.e. she's been fed, has napped sufficiently and is in a happy place, then we can take her out to eat. But on a rushed and harried work night, it's just not worth it. We picked her up from daycare, scooted home to let the dog out and to grab her diaper bag, crackers and sippy cup and went to one of our favorite Mexican restaurants. We thought we were going to be doing dandy as we trekked up White Bear Ave at 5:30... until she started to melt down in the backseat. That should have been our signal to turn around and high-tail it for home. But no. We persisted. Things were going fine in the restaurant as she was happy to be out of her carseat and in a bright, colorful restaurant and was enjoying her crackers and milk while we waited for our food. Well, we had to wait a *little* too long and the timing was perfect for her to become bored just after our meals arrived. It really wasn't THAT bad - just not exactly a relaxing night out for us as we tried to keep her happy and to not throw everything on the floor.
It used to be so easy when she was more readily entertained and we'd smugly proclaim that we didn't know what people were talking about when they said it's hard to go out with the kids. Hmm. Lesson learned. And we need to find a babysitter :)
Otherwise, it was a lovely day. I got roses at work. Yea. :) They're beeeeuuutiful.
Feeling Fuzzy
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
I'm wearing a new sweater today. It's a fuzzy sweater as it's partially angora. Not super fuzzy or anything so I look like an electrocuted rabbit, but just comfy and soft. So I'm feeling pretty snazzy as one does when wearing a new shirt, until I stand up and realize that my formerly black pants (1 pair of about 8 that I own wear... oh... pretty much everyday!) are now covered in blue fuzzies. Darn it all. Oh - and I just lifted my arm and realized that the sides and underarms of the sweater are now all covered in blue pillies. Frickin' fuzzy shirts.
My belly has now officially popped out. MUCH sooner than the first time. Whew. I'm on my way to looking pregnant instead of just fat. :)
Happy V-Day!
My belly has now officially popped out. MUCH sooner than the first time. Whew. I'm on my way to looking pregnant instead of just fat. :)
Happy V-Day!
A lovely weekend
Monday, February 13, 2006
After quite the dreadful week last week, we had a very nice weekend. I went to a baby shower for my high-school friend, Janelle, in Owatonna on Saturday. It was great to see her and her beautiful baby bump! She is due on March 5th - and I wish her all the best with her new bundle! Sunday we went to the Charthouse in Lakeville for an afternoon wedding reception for my cousin, Elizabeth - aka, Buffy - and her new husband, Ryan. We had a wonderful time visiting with my family, some of whom we haven't seen for quite some time. The food was very awesome and very plentiful! Josie did *pretty* well, considering that she was missing her afternoon nap and was not too pleased about it. She had fun toodling around with Daddy - she is very fond of cruising around while holding onto someone's hands now. It's hilarious to watch as she either has her mouth open or tongue out the whole time! This walking business takes a lot of concentration! She was very tuckered out last night and definitely ready for bed.
I *think* we're all back on track health-wise, although Josie still has that hacky cough that she has battled for the past few weeks. She was diagnosed first with bronchitis and an ear infection, then with an upper respiratory infection (which is just a fancy cold, isn't it?) and an ear infection in the other ear, and was put on Omnicef both times. This last time, I don't think it did anything for her. So we'll probably have another trip to the doc this week to see what's going on. She needs to get healthy as she has not been able to have her 1 year appointment and updated immunizations yet!
That's all for now - back to work for me. Very tough to get back in the swing of things after a week out of the office!
I *think* we're all back on track health-wise, although Josie still has that hacky cough that she has battled for the past few weeks. She was diagnosed first with bronchitis and an ear infection, then with an upper respiratory infection (which is just a fancy cold, isn't it?) and an ear infection in the other ear, and was put on Omnicef both times. This last time, I don't think it did anything for her. So we'll probably have another trip to the doc this week to see what's going on. She needs to get healthy as she has not been able to have her 1 year appointment and updated immunizations yet!
That's all for now - back to work for me. Very tough to get back in the swing of things after a week out of the office!
Things That Make Me Happy When I'm 15 Weeks Pregnant
Thursday, February 09, 2006
My loving husband, who throws himself heart and soul into whatever task it at hand at the moment. Even if it is shopping for The Dreaded Family Minivan. :) Granted, it may take him awhile to get warmed up to the aforementioned task, but man, when he does - watch out.
Ice cream.
And Hershey's syrup. God Bless chocolate goo.
Ritz crackers dipped in ranch dressing. Not that wussy fat free dressing - I'm talking about thick, rich real ranch dressing. Yum.
Fat, fluffy snow flakes that cover up the dog bombs in our back yard. I know I said that I can't wait for spring... but that's one part of the spring thawing process that is not so pleasant.
The return of Survivor to CBS Thursdays. Ahhh. Reality tv. There's nothing quite like it ;)
Ice cream.
And Hershey's syrup. God Bless chocolate goo.
Ritz crackers dipped in ranch dressing. Not that wussy fat free dressing - I'm talking about thick, rich real ranch dressing. Yum.
Fat, fluffy snow flakes that cover up the dog bombs in our back yard. I know I said that I can't wait for spring... but that's one part of the spring thawing process that is not so pleasant.
The return of Survivor to CBS Thursdays. Ahhh. Reality tv. There's nothing quite like it ;)
Well, at least I'm not covered in vomit...
***Disclaimer: The following post has scenes which may be disturbing to vomit-sensitive individuals. Read at your own risk.***
Just me, at home, trying to be positive and think of some good things.
Not being covered in vomit is a good thing.
Let's go back a few days to Sunday night. Right smack in the middle of the Super Bowl, in fact. So we had returned home after having a lovely weekend at my Mom's celebrating some family birthdays. Josie had done fine all weekend - well, other than being a stinker in the church basement and not wanting to eat anything. So Patrick had caught a ride with the Gronaus to the annual Super Bowl party while Jo and I decided to stay home. I had just finished giving her her "night-time" bottle (yes - she's still getting a bottle, we're working on getting rid of it) when all of the sudden she sits up, belches a lovely burp and then explodes like Mount St. Josephine. I was completely taken by surprise, first of all by the fact that she was throwing up, and secondly, by the sheer volume of vomit coming out of her little body.
By the time I got my wits about me, she was done and was giving me a relieved little smile. Of course, also by this time, she was covered from head to toe, I was covered from the waist down, the couch had fallen victim to vomit as well as the coffee table and rug. Now I'm trying to figure out how the heck I'm going to get her undressed, bathed, dressed again, myself cleaned up and the furniture cleaned AND get her to bed... by MYSELF. How the heck to single parents do it? Well, after a frantic call to Pat and gently carrying Josie into the bathroom and stripping her down in the sink, I somehow managed to *somewhat* get the majority of the offensive mess cleaned up.
Apparently, she had contracted the flu somewhere. Monday morning brought another bout of throwing up, although much less in volume this time around. I spent the day Monday, and Tuesday, and that's right, Wednesday at home with a sick little girl. Tuesday morning I thought she was doing fine, but in the afternoon I couldn't get her to consume anything other than the artificially fruit flavored Pedialyte, which, by the way, she LOVED. So not wanting to send her daycare without knowing if she was indeed well again or not, I stayed home, again. She did finally eat yesterday, although she was still a little cranky and clingy and slept quite a bit.
Relief flooded over me Wednesday night as I anticipated a lovely day Thursday outside of this STINKY HOUSE and a return to work... BUT. My stomach started feeling queasy. And my head started to hurt. And sure enough, this morning I'm battling a low-grade fever. Figures - if someone, somewhere is sick, I'm going to be sick, too. And I'm SICK of it! So I managed to not go to work at all this week. I'm sure they're thrilled with me. Now, why didn't Pat stay home with her, you may be asking yourself? Well - it boils down to this. Pat works in sales, and sales lead to bonuses, and bonuses lead to more money, and more money leads to a happy checkbook balancer, i.e., me. So if he's not at work, he's not selling. And if he's not selling, he's not getting the big bonuses, and if he's not getting big bonuses, I think you get the picture.
Wow. I'm rambling. Can you tell I've been couped up for almost a WEEK at home with no adult interaction??! Well, other than Pat :) Man - this has been eye-opening. I don't know if I could stay home with 2 kids. I think I just may lose my sanity very quickly. So here I am, at home, supposed to be resting, but not, and trying to keep a positive attitude. But at least I'm not covered in vomit. :)
Just me, at home, trying to be positive and think of some good things.
Not being covered in vomit is a good thing.
Let's go back a few days to Sunday night. Right smack in the middle of the Super Bowl, in fact. So we had returned home after having a lovely weekend at my Mom's celebrating some family birthdays. Josie had done fine all weekend - well, other than being a stinker in the church basement and not wanting to eat anything. So Patrick had caught a ride with the Gronaus to the annual Super Bowl party while Jo and I decided to stay home. I had just finished giving her her "night-time" bottle (yes - she's still getting a bottle, we're working on getting rid of it) when all of the sudden she sits up, belches a lovely burp and then explodes like Mount St. Josephine. I was completely taken by surprise, first of all by the fact that she was throwing up, and secondly, by the sheer volume of vomit coming out of her little body.
By the time I got my wits about me, she was done and was giving me a relieved little smile. Of course, also by this time, she was covered from head to toe, I was covered from the waist down, the couch had fallen victim to vomit as well as the coffee table and rug. Now I'm trying to figure out how the heck I'm going to get her undressed, bathed, dressed again, myself cleaned up and the furniture cleaned AND get her to bed... by MYSELF. How the heck to single parents do it? Well, after a frantic call to Pat and gently carrying Josie into the bathroom and stripping her down in the sink, I somehow managed to *somewhat* get the majority of the offensive mess cleaned up.
Apparently, she had contracted the flu somewhere. Monday morning brought another bout of throwing up, although much less in volume this time around. I spent the day Monday, and Tuesday, and that's right, Wednesday at home with a sick little girl. Tuesday morning I thought she was doing fine, but in the afternoon I couldn't get her to consume anything other than the artificially fruit flavored Pedialyte, which, by the way, she LOVED. So not wanting to send her daycare without knowing if she was indeed well again or not, I stayed home, again. She did finally eat yesterday, although she was still a little cranky and clingy and slept quite a bit.
Relief flooded over me Wednesday night as I anticipated a lovely day Thursday outside of this STINKY HOUSE and a return to work... BUT. My stomach started feeling queasy. And my head started to hurt. And sure enough, this morning I'm battling a low-grade fever. Figures - if someone, somewhere is sick, I'm going to be sick, too. And I'm SICK of it! So I managed to not go to work at all this week. I'm sure they're thrilled with me. Now, why didn't Pat stay home with her, you may be asking yourself? Well - it boils down to this. Pat works in sales, and sales lead to bonuses, and bonuses lead to more money, and more money leads to a happy checkbook balancer, i.e., me. So if he's not at work, he's not selling. And if he's not selling, he's not getting the big bonuses, and if he's not getting big bonuses, I think you get the picture.
Wow. I'm rambling. Can you tell I've been couped up for almost a WEEK at home with no adult interaction??! Well, other than Pat :) Man - this has been eye-opening. I don't know if I could stay home with 2 kids. I think I just may lose my sanity very quickly. So here I am, at home, supposed to be resting, but not, and trying to keep a positive attitude. But at least I'm not covered in vomit. :)
Frickin' Groundhog
Thursday, February 02, 2006
6 more weeks of winter?! Not the news I wanted, Punxsutawney Phil! I've got spring fever so bad this year. I suppose the fact that January was more like April this year just might contribute to that. And everyone around here is talking about baseball. And Josie smiles and smiles when we go outside, but it's just a little too chilly to hang out for any extended period of time quite yet. Hurry up spring!! I want to open the windows and let the stale, germ-infested air out of my house!
Supposedly, my baby is now the length of a lemon. While it's nice to have these handy fruit and veggie references to get a feel for the size of my growing little one, I can't help but actually think of my kid as being the aforementioned food reference. So right now, I'm picturing a happy little lemon with arms and legs floating around in my uterus. What's wrong with simply leaving it at "your baby is now approximately 3 1/2 inches long?" If I walked outside right now and went up to some Joe Schmoe on the street and said "Hey, Joe. Did you know that my baby is now the length of a lemon?" I highly doubt that he'd say "Oh! So about 3 1/2 inches, huh?" I don't think so. But come to think of it - maybe that's where the term "fruit of your loins" comes from. Sorry. Very random thoughts today :)
I'm having a lot of guilt this time around because I tend "forget" for large spans of time that I'm pregnant. This poor kid is going to have a complex before it's even born. It's hard to obsess over the progress of my pregnancy when I've already got one out in the world that I have to constantly watch to keep from tumbling off the couch, gouging the dog's eyes out and eating the newspaper. So I've made it a part of my morning routine to log on to Babycenter.com or some pregnancy-related site and read up at least a little bit on this baby.
That's all for now. I think it's time for lunch. Yum - food. And perhaps it's a Caribou day. Yum - expensive coffee drinks! Later, All!
Supposedly, my baby is now the length of a lemon. While it's nice to have these handy fruit and veggie references to get a feel for the size of my growing little one, I can't help but actually think of my kid as being the aforementioned food reference. So right now, I'm picturing a happy little lemon with arms and legs floating around in my uterus. What's wrong with simply leaving it at "your baby is now approximately 3 1/2 inches long?" If I walked outside right now and went up to some Joe Schmoe on the street and said "Hey, Joe. Did you know that my baby is now the length of a lemon?" I highly doubt that he'd say "Oh! So about 3 1/2 inches, huh?" I don't think so. But come to think of it - maybe that's where the term "fruit of your loins" comes from. Sorry. Very random thoughts today :)
I'm having a lot of guilt this time around because I tend "forget" for large spans of time that I'm pregnant. This poor kid is going to have a complex before it's even born. It's hard to obsess over the progress of my pregnancy when I've already got one out in the world that I have to constantly watch to keep from tumbling off the couch, gouging the dog's eyes out and eating the newspaper. So I've made it a part of my morning routine to log on to Babycenter.com or some pregnancy-related site and read up at least a little bit on this baby.
That's all for now. I think it's time for lunch. Yum - food. And perhaps it's a Caribou day. Yum - expensive coffee drinks! Later, All!
Weekly update
Thursday, January 26, 2006
It seems I'm only able to post about once a week lately! I started my new job on Monday - and since the computers at work are WAAAAYYY faster than ours at home (damn dial-up!) it's easiest for me to jump on at work and blog. BUT when you start in a new department, it's hard to tell what the environment is like for a while. Do they frown upon internet usage? Is lunch exactly 45 minutes or is an hour okay? Can I squirrel away office supplies in my bag to take home without anyone noticing? You know - the normal stuff. :) So it's going to take me a while to see if I'll be able to take a few moments once in a while to post at work.
Anyhoo - the new job is going... okay. Training is tough, and I hate being the low man on the totem pole. It's a big transition going from being a "go-to" person who had all the answers (or at least knew enough to bluff her way through made-up answers!) to being a "know-nothing" person who has to ASK all the questions. Everyone here is very nice - and time will tell how I fit into this department. It's a job, and my phone isn't ringing off the hook, and that is a good thing!
Josephine May Daly is officially 1 year old. We walked into her room on her birthday morning singing "Happy Birthday," and she got a huge smile on her face, scrambled to sit up and started clapping and dancing. She was on a very nice sugar high when we picked her up from daycare on her birthday last Thursday from the lovely cupcakes Betty made for the kids. We took party hats for everyone, and they were a hit. It seems that she turned 1, and made an instant personality change. She's much more independent all of the sudden, insists on feeding herself exclusively and is no longer afraid to voice her opinion, about everything! She's going to be a handful! Must get that from her dad. :)
Speaking of her dad - I didn't ask Patrick if it'd be okay to post this, but it's such a funny story that just has to be written about and preserved for posterity - so I'm going to share the other event that happened on Josie's first birthday. So we walk in the door at daycare Thursday night to pick Josie up, and Betty comes hustling into the kitchen asking "Okay. So who got Josie ready this morning??!" Pat and I nervously looked at one another and I quickly pass the buck and point to him. He gives a sheepish smile and says "Uh - me. Why?" Betty proceeds to tell us that after we dropped Jo off, the kids were all playing, doing their normal things and she noticed that there were these "spots" on the living room carpet. She thinks to herself - "we didn't have a dog here this week - what is that?" She goes to check and sure enough, they're little, fresh wet spots on the carpet. So she looks around for a possible solution, puking kid, kid spilling juice, etc... and spots Josie crawling away from her. Hmm. Picks her up and WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT... she doesn't have a diaper on!!!! OOPS. Daddy forgot the diaper! Too funny. After many vehement apologies from Pat and many many laughs from all of us, Betty tells us that one of the other dads was there when the bare-butt discovery was made and he proclaimed that he was glad to see that someone else forgets things in the morning, too! :)
We had birthday party #2 on Saturday the 21st with my family, and the stinker wouldn't let my mom or grandma hold her. She went to my niece Val and family friend Darlene, but that was it.
Not only would she not let them hold her, she would give this little hand swat and grunt and turn away when they'd reach for her! As much of a pooper as she was being, it was awfully funny. She got so many lovely gifts - thanks to everyone for coming and for making her first birthday so special. We love you guys!
The fun weekend continued when I hosted bookclub on Sunday. Always a good time to get together with the girls, eat lots of good food and solve all of life's problems. Oh - yeah, I guess we read and discuss books sometimes, too. :) I'm not sure what I would do without this group of extremely smart, funny and supportive friends. We love you guys, too!
One more thing... I guess I had a birthday in there somewhere, too. And yes, it was a big one. Pat made the day very nice by making me french toast and bacon for breakfast, going to eat at LeeAnn Chin for lunch with me and picking up Green Mill to go and a Baker's Square pie for dessert. Hmm - guess that was a day focused on food!! What else do you expect from a pregnant
lady turning 30?! No big party plans for us on a Monday night, in fact, I think I was asleep on the couch by about 8:30! Here's a picture to prove it:
Quite the party animal(s), huh?! It was a bizarre day as it was the same day I started my new job. Very strange to spend the day with a bunch of virtual strangers. But I survived, life goes on we've got yummy pie still in the fridge. Doesn't get much better than that!
Anyhoo - the new job is going... okay. Training is tough, and I hate being the low man on the totem pole. It's a big transition going from being a "go-to" person who had all the answers (or at least knew enough to bluff her way through made-up answers!) to being a "know-nothing" person who has to ASK all the questions. Everyone here is very nice - and time will tell how I fit into this department. It's a job, and my phone isn't ringing off the hook, and that is a good thing!
Josephine May Daly is officially 1 year old. We walked into her room on her birthday morning singing "Happy Birthday," and she got a huge smile on her face, scrambled to sit up and started clapping and dancing. She was on a very nice sugar high when we picked her up from daycare on her birthday last Thursday from the lovely cupcakes Betty made for the kids. We took party hats for everyone, and they were a hit. It seems that she turned 1, and made an instant personality change. She's much more independent all of the sudden, insists on feeding herself exclusively and is no longer afraid to voice her opinion, about everything! She's going to be a handful! Must get that from her dad. :)Speaking of her dad - I didn't ask Patrick if it'd be okay to post this, but it's such a funny story that just has to be written about and preserved for posterity - so I'm going to share the other event that happened on Josie's first birthday. So we walk in the door at daycare Thursday night to pick Josie up, and Betty comes hustling into the kitchen asking "Okay. So who got Josie ready this morning??!" Pat and I nervously looked at one another and I quickly pass the buck and point to him. He gives a sheepish smile and says "Uh - me. Why?" Betty proceeds to tell us that after we dropped Jo off, the kids were all playing, doing their normal things and she noticed that there were these "spots" on the living room carpet. She thinks to herself - "we didn't have a dog here this week - what is that?" She goes to check and sure enough, they're little, fresh wet spots on the carpet. So she looks around for a possible solution, puking kid, kid spilling juice, etc... and spots Josie crawling away from her. Hmm. Picks her up and WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT... she doesn't have a diaper on!!!! OOPS. Daddy forgot the diaper! Too funny. After many vehement apologies from Pat and many many laughs from all of us, Betty tells us that one of the other dads was there when the bare-butt discovery was made and he proclaimed that he was glad to see that someone else forgets things in the morning, too! :)
We had birthday party #2 on Saturday the 21st with my family, and the stinker wouldn't let my mom or grandma hold her. She went to my niece Val and family friend Darlene, but that was it.
Not only would she not let them hold her, she would give this little hand swat and grunt and turn away when they'd reach for her! As much of a pooper as she was being, it was awfully funny. She got so many lovely gifts - thanks to everyone for coming and for making her first birthday so special. We love you guys!The fun weekend continued when I hosted bookclub on Sunday. Always a good time to get together with the girls, eat lots of good food and solve all of life's problems. Oh - yeah, I guess we read and discuss books sometimes, too. :) I'm not sure what I would do without this group of extremely smart, funny and supportive friends. We love you guys, too!
One more thing... I guess I had a birthday in there somewhere, too. And yes, it was a big one. Pat made the day very nice by making me french toast and bacon for breakfast, going to eat at LeeAnn Chin for lunch with me and picking up Green Mill to go and a Baker's Square pie for dessert. Hmm - guess that was a day focused on food!! What else do you expect from a pregnant
lady turning 30?! No big party plans for us on a Monday night, in fact, I think I was asleep on the couch by about 8:30! Here's a picture to prove it:Quite the party animal(s), huh?! It was a bizarre day as it was the same day I started my new job. Very strange to spend the day with a bunch of virtual strangers. But I survived, life goes on we've got yummy pie still in the fridge. Doesn't get much better than that!
It's a week of birthday celebrations!
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
So my Beaner turns the big "1" tomorrow! Un-freakin-believable. We had a very fun birthday party last Sunday with Patrick's family at our house. Josie thoroughly enjoyed the chocolate frosting from her cake, and thought everyone singing to her was a hoot. Godfather Ryan made the day with his gift of her new favorite toy - a lullaby Glow-worm. Anything that plays music is a delight, and anything that plays music AND lights up is the best! She got so many great gifts - thanks to everyone for your generosity!
Daycare Betty said that the kids have been practicing singing "Happy Birthday" for the last couple of days so they'll be all ready for Josie's big day tomorrow. Too cute. :)
My family is trekking up on Saturday for birthday party #2. Maybe Josie will actually venture into the cake part of her birthday cake this time and not just dip her fingers in the frosting! If she reacts to the sugar rush like she did last Sunday, we'll have to have the camera ready. She crawled around in circles for a while and was wired like we've never seen before!
A whole year has gone by - wow. Feels like just yesterday I was waddling around the house, waiting for the big day that came so much sooner than we anticipated!
Daycare Betty said that the kids have been practicing singing "Happy Birthday" for the last couple of days so they'll be all ready for Josie's big day tomorrow. Too cute. :)
My family is trekking up on Saturday for birthday party #2. Maybe Josie will actually venture into the cake part of her birthday cake this time and not just dip her fingers in the frosting! If she reacts to the sugar rush like she did last Sunday, we'll have to have the camera ready. She crawled around in circles for a while and was wired like we've never seen before!
A whole year has gone by - wow. Feels like just yesterday I was waddling around the house, waiting for the big day that came so much sooner than we anticipated!
The Stork Strikes Again
Alright already! The news is out, so now I can FINALLY blog about it!
That's right, Patrick and I are expecting another baby. I am about 12 weeks along and had my first doctor's appointment last Friday. It was a bit hairy for a while as Dr. Rolando could not find the baby's heartbeat. After doing some bloodwork and a pregnancy test, we decided it would be in my Best Interest to order up an ultrasound (Best Interest meaning so I wouldn't go insane for a week waiting to come back in to try to find the heartbeat again.) The only bad part - I was seeing the doc at 3:00 pm and wasn't able to get an ultrasound until 6:00. So I spent a couple of very busy hours at home washing dishes, doing laundry and anything else I could find to keep my mind occupied. But in the end, everything was just fine and we got to see our new little one squirming around as soon as the tech started the ultrasound.
Here are the answers to the most frequently asked questions we've had so far:
1. Are we going to find out the sex of the baby this time around?
--- I don't know. Right now, I think we're leaning towards not finding out... but I think I could very easily start to lean in the other direction. We'll see when the next u/s comes around.
2. Am I going to keep working?
---Once again, I don't know. We're kind of in a "damned if I do, damned if I don't" situation. If I stay home, it will be generic cereal and peanut butter all the time. If I work, it feels like it will be just to pay for daycare. So we're hoping ferociously to win the lottery between now and then. :)
3. Where are we going to put this baby in our already small and very full house?
---Great question! We're thinking that we will be moving upstairs to the expansion and will just keep the baby with us until it is sleeping through the night, then baby and Josie will probably share a room for a while, whether it's a boy or girl. We are thinking of turning what is our bedroom right now into a play/tv room.
4. Are we insane??! (or more accurately, asked by my friend Meg, also having babies very close together,) "Didn't you learn anything from us??!"
---No. Yes. Maybe? I don't know - I guess we knew we were going to have more kids and why not do it when we're still in "baby" mode? Plus, I felt like an only child growing up and knew I didn't want that. Not to say that we won't have an "oops" baby somewhere down the line, you never know. :)
5. When am I due?
--- August 1st, 2nd or 3rd. I've been given all three dates. By the u/s, I think officially it is the 3rd of August. Whatever.
6. How have I been feeling?
---Just fine! VERY tired, but no morning sickness. Thank goodness for Husbands Who Pick Up The Slack Around Home. :) Or at least Are Sweet And Understanding While Not Picking Up The Slack Around Home. Love ya, babe. Thanks for putting up with me!
So - you may speak freely about my pregnancy. It will be fun to keep everyone posted as we progress closer to having another baby Daly! And if you get tired of baby, baby, baby... you may not want to visit for a few... years!
That's right, Patrick and I are expecting another baby. I am about 12 weeks along and had my first doctor's appointment last Friday. It was a bit hairy for a while as Dr. Rolando could not find the baby's heartbeat. After doing some bloodwork and a pregnancy test, we decided it would be in my Best Interest to order up an ultrasound (Best Interest meaning so I wouldn't go insane for a week waiting to come back in to try to find the heartbeat again.) The only bad part - I was seeing the doc at 3:00 pm and wasn't able to get an ultrasound until 6:00. So I spent a couple of very busy hours at home washing dishes, doing laundry and anything else I could find to keep my mind occupied. But in the end, everything was just fine and we got to see our new little one squirming around as soon as the tech started the ultrasound.
Here are the answers to the most frequently asked questions we've had so far:
1. Are we going to find out the sex of the baby this time around?
--- I don't know. Right now, I think we're leaning towards not finding out... but I think I could very easily start to lean in the other direction. We'll see when the next u/s comes around.
2. Am I going to keep working?
---Once again, I don't know. We're kind of in a "damned if I do, damned if I don't" situation. If I stay home, it will be generic cereal and peanut butter all the time. If I work, it feels like it will be just to pay for daycare. So we're hoping ferociously to win the lottery between now and then. :)
3. Where are we going to put this baby in our already small and very full house?
---Great question! We're thinking that we will be moving upstairs to the expansion and will just keep the baby with us until it is sleeping through the night, then baby and Josie will probably share a room for a while, whether it's a boy or girl. We are thinking of turning what is our bedroom right now into a play/tv room.
4. Are we insane??! (or more accurately, asked by my friend Meg, also having babies very close together,) "Didn't you learn anything from us??!"
---No. Yes. Maybe? I don't know - I guess we knew we were going to have more kids and why not do it when we're still in "baby" mode? Plus, I felt like an only child growing up and knew I didn't want that. Not to say that we won't have an "oops" baby somewhere down the line, you never know. :)
5. When am I due?
--- August 1st, 2nd or 3rd. I've been given all three dates. By the u/s, I think officially it is the 3rd of August. Whatever.
6. How have I been feeling?
---Just fine! VERY tired, but no morning sickness. Thank goodness for Husbands Who Pick Up The Slack Around Home. :) Or at least Are Sweet And Understanding While Not Picking Up The Slack Around Home. Love ya, babe. Thanks for putting up with me!
So - you may speak freely about my pregnancy. It will be fun to keep everyone posted as we progress closer to having another baby Daly! And if you get tired of baby, baby, baby... you may not want to visit for a few... years!
A new adventure
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
Sometimes when you wake up in the morning and get that yucky feeling in your tummy because you really don't want to go to work, it's time for a change.
I finally reached that point.
And as a result, I will be venturing on a new journey here at Securian as of January 23rd. I will have my 6 year service anniversary with the company on January 18th and have spent the entire time in the Group department. I have worked with some great people, but it's time for a change. I'm leaving on good terms, no hard feelings or burned bridges. So I'll be getting off the elevator on the 5th floor of the 401 building and joining Broker-Dealer. Yup. No idea what they do, but that's where I'll be! And I'm excited to meet some new faces, learn some new systems and tackle some new projects.
I got the final details worked out yesterday, and can't believe the amount of stress and pressure that being unhappy in my job had been putting on me. I had a great night's sleep last night, the first in a long time. (It also could have something to do with the fact that we shut the cats out of our bedroom and I had my WHOLE side of the bed to myself - what luxury!) It is so easy to get stuck in a rut. I'm the Queen of Ruts. But this rut had gotten too deep and I woke up one day and realized that I had options to make me a happier me. So goodbye, Group! Thanks for the experience and the friendships.
I finally reached that point.
And as a result, I will be venturing on a new journey here at Securian as of January 23rd. I will have my 6 year service anniversary with the company on January 18th and have spent the entire time in the Group department. I have worked with some great people, but it's time for a change. I'm leaving on good terms, no hard feelings or burned bridges. So I'll be getting off the elevator on the 5th floor of the 401 building and joining Broker-Dealer. Yup. No idea what they do, but that's where I'll be! And I'm excited to meet some new faces, learn some new systems and tackle some new projects.
I got the final details worked out yesterday, and can't believe the amount of stress and pressure that being unhappy in my job had been putting on me. I had a great night's sleep last night, the first in a long time. (It also could have something to do with the fact that we shut the cats out of our bedroom and I had my WHOLE side of the bed to myself - what luxury!) It is so easy to get stuck in a rut. I'm the Queen of Ruts. But this rut had gotten too deep and I woke up one day and realized that I had options to make me a happier me. So goodbye, Group! Thanks for the experience and the friendships.
Another country heard from...
Monday, January 09, 2006
Wow. It's been a long time! Where these past few weeks have gone, I have no idea. So sorry for having deprived you all of your "Daly Dose" for many, many days! Let's see... why don't we play catch-up:
- We had a lovely Christmas. Josie thoroughly enjoyed the wrapping paper, tissue paper, boxes and bags that her numerous, generous gifts came in! She looks awfully cute in her new outfits - I'll get some new pix up for you soon. Really - I promise it won't be another month! Back to the holidays - we enjoyed Christmas Eve with my family in Chatfield, and Christmas Day with Patrick's fam up here in the Cities. It really was a laid-back celebration this year, which we all very much appreciated. I am a very big fan of NOT trying to go 25 places in 2 days.
- Josie's newest accomplishments are drinking whole milk, pulling herself up on everything and moving back and forth between pieces of furniture, throwing mild temper tantrums when told "no," blowing kisses to mom and dad (although sometimes they seem to be 'angry' kisses, so I'm not sure what that means,) clapping all the time, and "dancing" to any sort of music from the radio to tv commercials to daddy singing "Iron Man," which, much to mommy's chagrin, seems to be her favorite. If she turns out to be a 70's and 80's rock lover, I'm in a lot of trouble! I guess she is her daddy's girl (as if there was any doubt before!)
- New Year's Eve 2005 (even though I was drinking out of a New Year's Eve 2000 glass!) was a blast. A big thanks to Tricia and Kevin for hosting a party at their house and for all the lovely treats and games and laughs. We got to spend quality time with a lot of our friends, even some who made the trek all the way from Florida and Wyoming. We are so blessed in this 2006 to have so many wonderful family members and friends!
Otherwise, there really hasn't been that much going on with us in 2006 so far, other than very busy work days which lead to very tired evenings and weekends. We had a miserable weekend as Josephine was battling the crud - ALL weekend. She developed a temp on Friday afternoon at home with me, and we fought it and a very runny nose and a couple of bouts of vomiting throughout the weekend. On the upside, she was very cuddly, but I much rather would have had my healthy, happy baby. Daycare Betty said she is doing well today, no fever, so that's a good thing. Still doesn't have her full appetite back, but seems she's on the road to recovery. And HOLY COW, she's approaching her 1 year birthday!
Well, my lunch break is almost up... again, sorry to have been out of touch for so long! I'll be more regular in 2006... wait - that didn't sound right! What a resolution, huh?! I'll post more often, you knew what I meant. :)
Too Flogged to Blog
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Sorry to all of my avid fans (all 2 of you!) for not having more delightful entries to post as of late, but things have been hectic! Busy at work, busy getting ready for Christmas, and busy watching Josie mimic us. That's right - we cough, she "coughs." We sneeze, she *tries* to sneeze, but just ends up giggling instead. We wave, she waves. We put our arms up and say "so big," she puts her arms up. We sigh, she sighs. It's been awfully fun to watch her develop and constantly watch us for cues. She's scooting all over the house now, finding any little scrap of paper on the floor and trying to hide it from daddy when he tries to take it away before it goes in her mouth. She's ready and kneeling in her crib in the morning, just waiting for us to open the door and giving a delightful smile when she finally sees us.
We visited with Santa over the weekend, and it went surprisingly well. I expected a fat lip and some tears as she is going through some of the stranger anxiety right now, but I think she was too enthralled with the beard to be scared. Here's a picture for ya -
If I don't get a chance to write again before the weekend, have a very Merry Christmas! Travel safely and enjoy the holidays!
We visited with Santa over the weekend, and it went surprisingly well. I expected a fat lip and some tears as she is going through some of the stranger anxiety right now, but I think she was too enthralled with the beard to be scared. Here's a picture for ya -
If I don't get a chance to write again before the weekend, have a very Merry Christmas! Travel safely and enjoy the holidays!
Winter Wonderland
Thursday, December 15, 2005
I know it sounds like such a cliche, but viewing the world through the eyes of a child is so awesome. For example, winter is definitely here, pummelling us with about 6 inches of snow over the last couple of days. In the adult mind, I'm thinking how much this sucks. It's purty and all, but getting around in it pretty much blows goats, especially when everyone else is nowhere near as good of a driver as I am. ;) Keep your comments to yourselves on that one.
But looking at this winter wonderland through Josie's eyes is an entirely different matter. After picking her up from daycare yesterday and walking outside, she had the most amazed expression at the white blanket covering EVERYTHING. We stopped near a tree by the sidewalk and she very tentatively reached out to touch this amazing stuff on the branches. I had forgotten that since she was born in January and was just an itty bitty bean the last time snow was around, that this would be the first winter that she is aware of what's going on around her. Very cool. Maybe the fun the snow will provide will make up for the anguish of putting on all the winter gear, especially that darn poofy coat that doesn't allow her to move once she's buckled into the carseat. Life is rough. We even hear an occasional *sigh* from the backseat. Although it can't be all bad - I did catch her playing peek-a-boo with herself in the mirror we have on the backseat so we can see her - she was pulling her hat down over her eyes and leaving it there for a few seconds, then lifting it up a little and peeking out at her reflection. Too cute. I'm so glad we have a girl who can amuse herself. She certainly provides good entertainment for the rest of us, too :)
But looking at this winter wonderland through Josie's eyes is an entirely different matter. After picking her up from daycare yesterday and walking outside, she had the most amazed expression at the white blanket covering EVERYTHING. We stopped near a tree by the sidewalk and she very tentatively reached out to touch this amazing stuff on the branches. I had forgotten that since she was born in January and was just an itty bitty bean the last time snow was around, that this would be the first winter that she is aware of what's going on around her. Very cool. Maybe the fun the snow will provide will make up for the anguish of putting on all the winter gear, especially that darn poofy coat that doesn't allow her to move once she's buckled into the carseat. Life is rough. We even hear an occasional *sigh* from the backseat. Although it can't be all bad - I did catch her playing peek-a-boo with herself in the mirror we have on the backseat so we can see her - she was pulling her hat down over her eyes and leaving it there for a few seconds, then lifting it up a little and peeking out at her reflection. Too cute. I'm so glad we have a girl who can amuse herself. She certainly provides good entertainment for the rest of us, too :)
Josie's Got Places To Go!
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Our little girl is all grown up! Okay - maybe that's a *slight* exaggeration, but it sure feels like she's grown by leaps and bounds in the past few days. Friday afternoon we were playing in her room, when all of the sudden she just up and crawled out the door into the hallway. Just like she'd been doing it for months. As she stopped, then turned around to look at me for reassurance that what she just did was okay, I could see this excited twinkle in her eyes as she realized that a whole new world just opened up before her! I hope what I conveyed to her was absolute excitement and encouragement and not the panicky feeling I was trying to hide as I realized that a whole new world also opened up for us, her parents! More bumps on the head, pinched fingers and frustrated cries as she gets stuck in places that seem fascinating and must be visited. But it really is the cutest to watch that little diapered butt scoot across the floor, and I am so happy for her new development. She also has begun to kneel and try to stand in her crib, and to attempt to pull herself up onto any solid object that comes her way. So Fun! And So Scary!
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