Having a new little sister in the house means lots of things to all of us. For Micheal, it means a renewed look at old toys he had forgotten about, or toys that he never knew he used to love so much, and fully intends to love again!
Example one: We brought down the Exersaucer tonight, to see if she could sit up in it well enough to get her off the floor every so often... and after she spent five minutes in it before falling asleep, Micheal hasn't left it alone. He found the octopus that sings music, the frog that rings a bell, the starfish that squeak when you push them. Gotta love baby toys!
Saturday, January 05, 2008
Monday, December 24, 2007
Merry Christmas!
It has been almost a month since I last posted.... please forgive me!
I went back to school two weeks ago, leaving my baby girl with my mother-in-law for three days one week, and with her daddy the last week before breaking for Christmas. Then, we had family Christmas with his side of the family at our house on Sunday, and we're having Christmas with my family today and tomorrow. We needed an escape from our house.
Ever since June, we've had weekends full with family dealing with Mamaw and Papaw's failing health. We do our part, but it gets suffocating when you think you have a free Friday night before people are coming over, and instead, people show up early. Argh. So much for spending alone time with my husband. If it's not one of the two children needing my time, it's someone else needing my time, and I don't get to spend it with my husband or even by myself.
It's sad when you have to leave your own house to get a little alone time. Heck, leave your own city!
Anyway, I'm not stressing out about the holidays, and neither should you! They're almost over!
And then we all go back to school and back to having family at my house more than I am ready for! Yippee!
By the way... Anyone need any weekend visitors? Next time someone shows up at my house, I'm out of there. They can have the house. I'll escape to somewhere else.
Have a very Merry Christmas and enjoy time with your family... or time apart, whichever makes you happy!
I went back to school two weeks ago, leaving my baby girl with my mother-in-law for three days one week, and with her daddy the last week before breaking for Christmas. Then, we had family Christmas with his side of the family at our house on Sunday, and we're having Christmas with my family today and tomorrow. We needed an escape from our house.
Ever since June, we've had weekends full with family dealing with Mamaw and Papaw's failing health. We do our part, but it gets suffocating when you think you have a free Friday night before people are coming over, and instead, people show up early. Argh. So much for spending alone time with my husband. If it's not one of the two children needing my time, it's someone else needing my time, and I don't get to spend it with my husband or even by myself.
It's sad when you have to leave your own house to get a little alone time. Heck, leave your own city!
Anyway, I'm not stressing out about the holidays, and neither should you! They're almost over!
And then we all go back to school and back to having family at my house more than I am ready for! Yippee!
By the way... Anyone need any weekend visitors? Next time someone shows up at my house, I'm out of there. They can have the house. I'll escape to somewhere else.
Have a very Merry Christmas and enjoy time with your family... or time apart, whichever makes you happy!
Friday, November 30, 2007
From the Mouth Of...
Micheal… my favorite three year old!
- - After going potty, he decided to take off his underwear and only put back on his pants. When he emerged from the bathroom to exclaim his freedom from underwear, his daddy laughed and I asked why he didn’t want to wear underwear. He told me that he “just didn’t want to.” When I told him that normal people wear underwear, his response was:
Well, I’m not normal!
You’re right, kiddo! You’re not normal! You’re extraordinary!
- - After being put to bed, Micheal decided that he needed someone to lay down with him “for just a minute.” Problem was, Daddy had gone to bed already, too, and Mommy was trying to get a crying Rebecca to go to sleep also. We tried to lay down with him for a couple minutes, but Rebecca didn’t want to lie still, and Micheal couldn’t go to sleep without trying to love on his sister. So, we had to get up and let him go to sleep by himself. Micheal didn’t like that idea.
You need to give the baby to Daddy and come lay down with me.
I can’t do that tonight, Micheal, Daddy’s trying to sleep, too, and I’m trying to get you and your sister to sleep.
Well, you need a new baby that doesn’t cry so that you can put her down.
- - Somewhere in the depths of the floorboard of my car, Micheal found an old pair of cheap sunglasses with one of the sides missing.
Who broke my glasses Mommy?
I’m pretty sure that you broke them a long time ago.
When I was a baby?
No, not that long ago, but it was probably when you were smaller.
I think my sister broke it.
And so it begins… blaming the sister. Gotta love siblings!
- - After going potty, he decided to take off his underwear and only put back on his pants. When he emerged from the bathroom to exclaim his freedom from underwear, his daddy laughed and I asked why he didn’t want to wear underwear. He told me that he “just didn’t want to.” When I told him that normal people wear underwear, his response was:
Well, I’m not normal!
You’re right, kiddo! You’re not normal! You’re extraordinary!
- - After being put to bed, Micheal decided that he needed someone to lay down with him “for just a minute.” Problem was, Daddy had gone to bed already, too, and Mommy was trying to get a crying Rebecca to go to sleep also. We tried to lay down with him for a couple minutes, but Rebecca didn’t want to lie still, and Micheal couldn’t go to sleep without trying to love on his sister. So, we had to get up and let him go to sleep by himself. Micheal didn’t like that idea.
You need to give the baby to Daddy and come lay down with me.
I can’t do that tonight, Micheal, Daddy’s trying to sleep, too, and I’m trying to get you and your sister to sleep.
Well, you need a new baby that doesn’t cry so that you can put her down.
- - Somewhere in the depths of the floorboard of my car, Micheal found an old pair of cheap sunglasses with one of the sides missing.
Who broke my glasses Mommy?
I’m pretty sure that you broke them a long time ago.
When I was a baby?
No, not that long ago, but it was probably when you were smaller.
I think my sister broke it.
And so it begins… blaming the sister. Gotta love siblings!
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Topics
At our house, there are only three things that people want to talk to me about: Sleep, boobs, and poop.
They ask about how the baby is sleeping.
They ask about how well she eats.
They laugh about how loud her toots are, and hand her back to me, knowing that she just made a nice mess for me to clean up.
Does any of this bother me? Heck no!! I am super excited to have all this excitement in my life again, and I will answer any and all questions about my sweet baby girl all day long!
Just don't try and tell me that I need to try to break her habits before I have to go back to work or that I need to try and make her keep to a schedule a little better, and all that other crap that is well intentioned, but still doesn't need to be said.
I have about three weeks left before I have to go back to work, and I am already dreading the fact that I am going to have to leave her at home and go deal with rugrats at school. The good part is that I have talked to my sub, and they are really ready for me to come back! :) HA! Funny how they were so ready for me to leave, now they want me back! I can see how some mothers never go back to work, but I also know that I like to go to work, so I'll enjoy the time I am paying to take, because I want to soak in every moment that I can!
I am so thankful for my little family. I have so much to be thankful for this Thanksgiving. A wonderful husband, a sweet little boy, and an adorable little girl. A job that helps me afford the things I want to give my children, and family members that love my children and provide more love for them than I ever knew possible. I hope your Thanksgiving is full of love and happiness, too!
They ask about how the baby is sleeping.
They ask about how well she eats.
They laugh about how loud her toots are, and hand her back to me, knowing that she just made a nice mess for me to clean up.
Does any of this bother me? Heck no!! I am super excited to have all this excitement in my life again, and I will answer any and all questions about my sweet baby girl all day long!
Just don't try and tell me that I need to try to break her habits before I have to go back to work or that I need to try and make her keep to a schedule a little better, and all that other crap that is well intentioned, but still doesn't need to be said.
I have about three weeks left before I have to go back to work, and I am already dreading the fact that I am going to have to leave her at home and go deal with rugrats at school. The good part is that I have talked to my sub, and they are really ready for me to come back! :) HA! Funny how they were so ready for me to leave, now they want me back! I can see how some mothers never go back to work, but I also know that I like to go to work, so I'll enjoy the time I am paying to take, because I want to soak in every moment that I can!
I am so thankful for my little family. I have so much to be thankful for this Thanksgiving. A wonderful husband, a sweet little boy, and an adorable little girl. A job that helps me afford the things I want to give my children, and family members that love my children and provide more love for them than I ever knew possible. I hope your Thanksgiving is full of love and happiness, too!
Saturday, November 03, 2007
As Requested...
I've been having technical difficulties... sorry it took so long!
Here are a few pictures of my beautiful baby girl...
And one of both my beautiful babies!!
Now you can see why I haven't posted much lately! I've been too busy staring at her!
Now you're going to be stuck, too!!
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