So Addiston had her two month Doctor's appointment yesterday and like idiots we always dress her in cute little outfits just to strip her down to "a clean dry diaper" as soon as we're taken back to the exam room. They weighed and measured her then took us back to her room. I asked the nurse if I could re-dress her, (because in true doctor's office fashion the whole building was freezing) and she said that I would have to wait for the doctor to see her, just to wrap her in a blanket. I went over to the diaper bag to grab one and when I opened it there was nothing but a pair of size 1 shoes, a changing pad and my nursing cover.
Since we had gone out of town I emptied the diaper bag to wash all the stuff that had been used. The nursing cover had to suffice. It was rather small to wrap her up properly so Jared held her while we waited on the doc, who as soon as she entered the room commented, "oo what a pretty blanket," leading me to have to explain that it actually wasn't a blanket and I was hauling around a huge empty diaper bag. She had a nice chuckle, applauded our improvisation, and went abut her business.
Addy checks out fine, in the 75% for both height and weight.
To add to the excitement and anxiety of Addiston now sleeping in her nursery this morning around six she started to stir. I knew it was my turn to go get her but wasn't exactly conscious enough to and she wasn't being fussy more just playing and squirming around so I gave her a few minutes. Well come 6:30 she still wasn't fussy but sounded a bit less content so I got up, took a second to adjust to being vertical and walked across the hall to find...
A naked baby. No we did not put her to bed that way. She managed to squirm her way out of her night gown leaving it nicely swaddled at the foot of her bed!
There's never a dull moment with a newborn! But if this houdini like undressing in her sleep becomes habit we're going to have to swap out all her nightgowns for footie pj's!
Oh and one more thing,
Great grandma Byler, her daddy's mom's mom! A wonderful woman who has 14 great-grandchildren now! And, "bakes the best bread in the whole wide world" ;)
Friday, August 20, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
The first night
Oh welcome back routine! My girl and I both thrive in the daily routine we have settled into and for the past week or so it has been missing from our lives.
Weekend before last we said sianara to the daddy and took our first girls only road trip (I'm sure their will be many more to come!) we set out to Grandma and Grandpa's house in Cincinnati. My parents along with myself, and Jared were all slightly worried about us two traveling the five hours each way by ourselves but we did great! She slept almost the whole way and there was barely any traffic!
We spent the first night there hanging out with Aunt Heather who is a pro with the babies and then on Saturday Great grandma came out to see her namesake. And Sunday we attended her cousin Elaina's first Birthday party where she slept most of the time!
3 year old in a 3-legged-race (don't know if it's a good idea but it was entertaining)
Meeting uncle Jeremy for the first time (sorry bout the blurriness manual focus was on)
Uncle Tim feeding her a bottle!
Last weekend we (all 3 of us) ventured the 8 hour car ride to Daddy's home! Her first time there. As always the entire weekend was laid back and filled with rich amazing food and family! My mother-in-law can cook! Saturday they had a baby shower to honor the little one and she was introduced to her amazing family up north!
This room, this perfect little girl room, full of pink and prayers for this little one. A room that we spent hours painting every little detail and then a few more hours re-painting the parts we messed up.
This perfect room with the furniture we deliberated over, matched fabrics and paint chips to. The perfect bed that she can grow up in and the mobile I spent days making. The chandelier that was searched for high and low on the internet and hung with care by a daddy precariously posed atop a 10 foot ladder.
This room that last week her daddy pointed out we rarely used except for a few diaper and wardrobe changes a day.
Well last night she got to be a part of that room, after a few nights of being back in her house and readjusting to her normal routine the daddy decided that last night would be a good time for her to sleep in her own room for the first time! I reluctantly agreed-knowing it was time but still not wanting her to be out of my sight!
She did great, (slept till 5am, ate, then went back down till 8.)
and I only shed a few tears! I hate how fast it's all going, sometimes I get frustrated when she wants to be held constantly or when she is fussy for no apparent reason. But just for a split second, then I remind myself that a year from now she'll be squirming to be out of my arms and I won't get to snuggle her whenever I want because she'll be on the move. So for now I enjoy her littleness, her dependency and the fact that before she was born and I realized how big a waste of money it was I spent $20 on a onesie!
Weekend before last we said sianara to the daddy and took our first girls only road trip (I'm sure their will be many more to come!) we set out to Grandma and Grandpa's house in Cincinnati. My parents along with myself, and Jared were all slightly worried about us two traveling the five hours each way by ourselves but we did great! She slept almost the whole way and there was barely any traffic!
We spent the first night there hanging out with Aunt Heather who is a pro with the babies and then on Saturday Great grandma came out to see her namesake. And Sunday we attended her cousin Elaina's first Birthday party where she slept most of the time!
3 year old in a 3-legged-race (don't know if it's a good idea but it was entertaining)
Meeting uncle Jeremy for the first time (sorry bout the blurriness manual focus was on)
Uncle Tim feeding her a bottle!
Last weekend we (all 3 of us) ventured the 8 hour car ride to Daddy's home! Her first time there. As always the entire weekend was laid back and filled with rich amazing food and family! My mother-in-law can cook! Saturday they had a baby shower to honor the little one and she was introduced to her amazing family up north!
This room, this perfect little girl room, full of pink and prayers for this little one. A room that we spent hours painting every little detail and then a few more hours re-painting the parts we messed up.
This perfect room with the furniture we deliberated over, matched fabrics and paint chips to. The perfect bed that she can grow up in and the mobile I spent days making. The chandelier that was searched for high and low on the internet and hung with care by a daddy precariously posed atop a 10 foot ladder.
This room that last week her daddy pointed out we rarely used except for a few diaper and wardrobe changes a day.
Well last night she got to be a part of that room, after a few nights of being back in her house and readjusting to her normal routine the daddy decided that last night would be a good time for her to sleep in her own room for the first time! I reluctantly agreed-knowing it was time but still not wanting her to be out of my sight!
She did great, (slept till 5am, ate, then went back down till 8.)
and I only shed a few tears! I hate how fast it's all going, sometimes I get frustrated when she wants to be held constantly or when she is fussy for no apparent reason. But just for a split second, then I remind myself that a year from now she'll be squirming to be out of my arms and I won't get to snuggle her whenever I want because she'll be on the move. So for now I enjoy her littleness, her dependency and the fact that before she was born and I realized how big a waste of money it was I spent $20 on a onesie!
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
My first true love
It's been seven weeks since she arrived, and oh how those seven weeks have flown by. She has changed our world, our lives, our priorities and coincidently our sleep patterns. Because of these seven weeks of bliss I have let my first love slide by the wayside, but last night my love made an appearance.
I give you: Lobster Corn Creme Brulee
Behold! It was fabulous!
I spent hours shopping, de-husking, simmering, straining and broiling. And oh the therapy that being in the kitchen holds for me. It is almost cathartic release of stress and emotion that I don't even realize I'm holding. Cooking is something that I began to undertake at a young age and have expounded upon ever since. The joy of being able to take completely unrelated ingredients that taste bland and odd individually and combining them to make something entirely new is amazing to me.
So last night we dined on wonderful creamy rich decadence for no other reason than I wanted to spend some quality time with my kitchen.
Oh and today I got to paint my nails for the first time since she was born! :)
:) I feel pretty
I give you: Lobster Corn Creme Brulee
Behold! It was fabulous!
I spent hours shopping, de-husking, simmering, straining and broiling. And oh the therapy that being in the kitchen holds for me. It is almost cathartic release of stress and emotion that I don't even realize I'm holding. Cooking is something that I began to undertake at a young age and have expounded upon ever since. The joy of being able to take completely unrelated ingredients that taste bland and odd individually and combining them to make something entirely new is amazing to me.
So last night we dined on wonderful creamy rich decadence for no other reason than I wanted to spend some quality time with my kitchen.
Oh and today I got to paint my nails for the first time since she was born! :)
:) I feel pretty
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