A Bit of Randomness
Most people go through life dreading they'll have a traumatic experience. Freaks were born with their trauma. They've already passed their test in life. They're aristocrats. --Diane Arbus
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Catching Up
Well, it's friday and after busting my ass for the last month to get caught up, I just don't feel like being productive today. So welcome to the Babble Blog!
The other day I gave D- a bath (not that this doesn't happen fairly frequently, or that she hasn't gotten one since). I took off one of the wonderfully fluffy soft sleepers (basically, those jammies that have feet. not real feet. but places to put yours...oh never mind)that Grandma and Grandpa had given her (after I told them that D- had just recently grown out of several others) and proceeded with the rest of bath time and what not. After said bath, I put on the other wonderfullly fluffy soft sleeper that G&G had given D-; it was the same brand, size, place of purchase... basically just a different color. AND IT DIDN'T FIT. So I tried a few others she had. None of them fit. She basically grew out of anything sized "0-3 Months" or simply "3 Months" in a matter of days. E- and I had to go out and by a few more things to get us through (cause I've been told Hannukah will be so good to D- this year).
It was actually a bit freaky though to put an article of clothing on her that fit only days ago and see her feet straining the material. So much so that we got out our scale to see how much she had now weighed. And using our highly specialized scientific method (E- weighing himself, getting off the scale, picking D- up and getting back on) we discovered she now weighs 14 pounds! At 3 months old. Her 6 month old cousin only weighs about 2-3 pounds more than her.
And it's not like she's this freak of nature or anything. And I'm not terribly worried. Really, I think she's bit on the tall/long side (I wonder when kids start having their "height" and not their "length" measured?).
What else...?
Yesterday, E-, D- and I (the whole alphabet!) went to the daycare center where D- is going to be going in January. Thankfully, E- liked it as much as I did when I first saw it. And D- was very very well received. Many of the staff commented on how cute she is and how mellow and happy she seemed. And how mellow E- and I are for being first time parents. Which is cool. :^) I have a feeling she's going to do very well there.
OOOOO! The Tra La La Song from Banana Splits is playing on my XM radio right now! Whoo Hoo!
Ok...done headbanging to that. :^)
Apparantly, this is going to be the All About My Daughter Blog. Cause now I'm going to natter on about her being able to hold her head up and how she's getting really really good at sitting up (yes Mom, I'm watching her back/posture). And even though I know it was just coincidence, this was cool: she was holding a rattle and I asked her to raise her hand and shake the rattle. And she did! Total coincidence. But it made me happy.
As it did when I came home the other day in a total crap mood. D- was sitting in her swing and looked up when she heard the door open and close. When she saw it was me, and heard my voice, she looked up at me and broke out into a huuuge smile. I picked her up and hugged her and she wrapped her arms around my neck and all was right with the world.
Oh! Here's a fun thing to mention: on monday morning, I woke up feeling nauseous as all get out. I even almost pulled over to the side of the road on the way to work. And then while talking to coworkers, I realized I had to make them stop talking about a particular drink cause it was making me sick. Then I realized that my back has been hurtiing lately. And I've been moody...
You see where this is heading don't you?
As soon as I started thinking I might be pregnant again, I started flipping out. How could I be, after all? We're using protection! Super careful!! But once the idea was in my head, I couldn't stop it. So I bought a test on my way home from work. Hid it from E-; took/did/whatever it as soon as possible.
And I saw that ^%&^$%^^*&*( line.
NO! IT CAN'T BE! IT'S TOO SOON! NO NO NO... oh... wait ... no....
I'm such a dumbass. I read it wrong.
*sigh*
The other day I gave D- a bath (not that this doesn't happen fairly frequently, or that she hasn't gotten one since). I took off one of the wonderfully fluffy soft sleepers (basically, those jammies that have feet. not real feet. but places to put yours...oh never mind)that Grandma and Grandpa had given her (after I told them that D- had just recently grown out of several others) and proceeded with the rest of bath time and what not. After said bath, I put on the other wonderfullly fluffy soft sleeper that G&G had given D-; it was the same brand, size, place of purchase... basically just a different color. AND IT DIDN'T FIT. So I tried a few others she had. None of them fit. She basically grew out of anything sized "0-3 Months" or simply "3 Months" in a matter of days. E- and I had to go out and by a few more things to get us through (cause I've been told Hannukah will be so good to D- this year).
It was actually a bit freaky though to put an article of clothing on her that fit only days ago and see her feet straining the material. So much so that we got out our scale to see how much she had now weighed. And using our highly specialized scientific method (E- weighing himself, getting off the scale, picking D- up and getting back on) we discovered she now weighs 14 pounds! At 3 months old. Her 6 month old cousin only weighs about 2-3 pounds more than her.
And it's not like she's this freak of nature or anything. And I'm not terribly worried. Really, I think she's bit on the tall/long side (I wonder when kids start having their "height" and not their "length" measured?).
What else...?
Yesterday, E-, D- and I (the whole alphabet!) went to the daycare center where D- is going to be going in January. Thankfully, E- liked it as much as I did when I first saw it. And D- was very very well received. Many of the staff commented on how cute she is and how mellow and happy she seemed. And how mellow E- and I are for being first time parents. Which is cool. :^) I have a feeling she's going to do very well there.
OOOOO! The Tra La La Song from Banana Splits is playing on my XM radio right now! Whoo Hoo!
Ok...done headbanging to that. :^)
Apparantly, this is going to be the All About My Daughter Blog. Cause now I'm going to natter on about her being able to hold her head up and how she's getting really really good at sitting up (yes Mom, I'm watching her back/posture). And even though I know it was just coincidence, this was cool: she was holding a rattle and I asked her to raise her hand and shake the rattle. And she did! Total coincidence. But it made me happy.
As it did when I came home the other day in a total crap mood. D- was sitting in her swing and looked up when she heard the door open and close. When she saw it was me, and heard my voice, she looked up at me and broke out into a huuuge smile. I picked her up and hugged her and she wrapped her arms around my neck and all was right with the world.
Oh! Here's a fun thing to mention: on monday morning, I woke up feeling nauseous as all get out. I even almost pulled over to the side of the road on the way to work. And then while talking to coworkers, I realized I had to make them stop talking about a particular drink cause it was making me sick. Then I realized that my back has been hurtiing lately. And I've been moody...
You see where this is heading don't you?
As soon as I started thinking I might be pregnant again, I started flipping out. How could I be, after all? We're using protection! Super careful!! But once the idea was in my head, I couldn't stop it. So I bought a test on my way home from work. Hid it from E-; took/did/whatever it as soon as possible.
And I saw that ^%&^$%^^*&*( line.
NO! IT CAN'T BE! IT'S TOO SOON! NO NO NO... oh... wait ... no....
I'm such a dumbass. I read it wrong.
*sigh*
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