Friday, October 24, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
If you know of any good cake (or possibly bread) recipes appropriate for a baby (or, *sniff* toddler) feel free to share.
I do have access to google, and can search myself, so I'm really just looking for recipes YOU have had personal experience with (as opposed to random links you've found.)
Apple is a strong favorite here, and though I'm hoping to limit sugar and eggs, using them minimally will be fine.
Monday, October 20, 2008
I think the endo is back. I'm starting to experience some pain issues again. I'm also pretty sure that I have a cyst. What this means for my current and future fertility and family-building is... the ten-thousand dollar question. I have tons of other things to worry about right now, but I wouldn't be a good infertile if I didn't devote at least some of my worries to the status of the mess down yonder. I could do without the pain though.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Open House #1: done! I hear (from my neighbors, who were counting people) that there were tons of people here. Only time will tell if that translates into (good) offers.
Weekend Trip: we went to visit P's parents. While there, P's grandfather died. They weren't close, so he's not particularly sad or anything, but it did make it a different sort of visit. Birdie helped distract everyone. She is not currently a good traveler. She does not sleep well at all in strange places, no matter how much I try to make her environment seem like at home. She's just sensitive to changes in her routine, I guess. I am not in love with middle-of-the-night screaming that lasts for a million years, even though I understand the problem.
Birdie: big day today - Birdie took her first unassisted step. She's been cruising for a while now and standing on her own, so I knew it was coming. I still want to cry though! My baby is getting so strong and independent (just as she should, I know, but still...) She's in love with pointing and we spend lots of time pointing at things, naming them, and giggling about it all. She has decided that she no longer cares for pureed veggies, and is currently in love with cheese.
My grandma: is in the hospital. She had surgery recently and is not recovering as well as we were hoping. There's nothing that my being there would accomplish, but I still feel bad being so far away. She will probably recover fully, it's just not going very quickly. And it's not easy to watch in the meantime.
Thursday, October 09, 2008
The dream version:
P left us on the way home from a long trip to go fight a fire. Birdie climbed out of her carseat and got into my seat with me and climbed up my face. We were almost home and we would have made it if there had been two adults, but I had a challenging time driving with a baby on my face.
What really happened:
I woke up to a scream from Birdie's bedroom at 5am (she gets up between 7-8.) Usually I wait and see if she'll go back to sleep, but in my sleep-daze, I jumped up and went right to her and scooped her up out of her crib without thinking. I realized what I had done and fed her and rocked her a little and put her back in her crib.
She did not fall back asleep. She moaned and whined for a half an hour. I tried to sleep through it (yeah, I'm awful.) P did sleep through it (the whole thing. he usually does.) At about 5:30, I went and brought Birdie to our bed. I offered her a nice full boob and hoped for sleep. I drifted a bit (I was so very tired) and managed to fall asleep enough to dream sometime in the 6 o'clock hour. I woke up with one hand clutching a handful of Birdie's sleepsack and the other brushing a baby off my face as P slept peacefully next to us.
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
(yaya = daddy)
(you can guess which line corresponds to which human.)
"can mommy have daddy's ipod please?"
"can mommy have it?"
"give it to mommy. please."
"put it in mommy's hand please."
"melaaaa amama mama mama."
"give mommy daddy's ipod..."
"thank you, baby."
"bleh ah yaya yaya!"
Friday, October 03, 2008
So, Birdie had a "raging" ear infection. (sorry about the lack of updating - I did on twitter though!) She seems a lot better now that the antibiotics have kicked in. I'm feeling a lot better too, just tired.
We spent the last couple days getting the house "picture ready" so we could put it on the market. I'm looking out the window of Birdie's room and I see a "for sale" sign on our front lawn. It makes me sadder than I thought it would. The thing I'm most bummed about leaving is this room. It's perfect. I love being in here with my little girl and she loves it too. I look around and I see all the time and effort and planning and hoping and dreaming that went into this space and... yeah. There's going to be one sad mommy the day I pack this room up.