Date Night

We'd been having a rough time last week.  Hannah had regressed to waking every two hours though the night, and was fighting going to sleep daily, along with general fussiness. (I'm chalking it all up to her shots she got the previous Friday)  So on Friday as soon as my mom got off work, I called and asked if she and my dad would be able to watch Hannah for a couple hours so Daniel and I could go on a date.  Our last date was a long time ago.

Saturday evening rolls around and I get Hannah ready to go have some Grandma and Grandpa time.  I send her off with a couple of bottles to hold her over till I'm back, and Daniel and I had the best date ever.

It may have just been a quick dinner at Arbys and a stroll through target, but it was so very nice to be out together. 

As a side note:

I have begun the great postpartum shed.  It is as nasty as I'd heard, and I thought I'd be lucky enough to avoid it since I'd made it almost 3 months without it occurring.  If I'm bald within a month, don't be surprised. Also,  it turns out Hannah's getting the worst of it.  She gets my hair stuck in her fingers (which then go straight to her mouth) in her neck, and I've even seen hairs in her diapers.  Not sure how that happens, but yuck.  Poor Girl.

I had the greatest thing happen this week.  On Thursday morning in the shower, I was remembering things that I've been meaning to do.  Things that I usually think about right before falling asleep, and then forget all about.  So in this thinking I remembered that I have been meaning to look for a couple things online. One of them is a swim skirt.  I plan on doing a lot of swimming this summer with Hannah (I can't wait to buy a baby swim suit!), and I have some stretch marks that appeared during the third trimester that a swim skirt would cover perfectly.  I'm thinking of something like this.  But that's not the point of this post.  The other thing I remembered that I want to look for, is a pair of red shoes.

Four years ago, I happened upon a perfect pair of shoes.  They were cute and red and comfortable, they went with jeans, skirts, yoga pants, etc. These were shoes that could match anything and everything.  However, the years weren't kind to them.   They were worn and torn and not so waterproof anymore.  Yet I kept wearing them nonetheless.  

 

This story does have a happy ending though.  When I googled red dockers shoes, the first thing that popped up was a brand new pair of these exact shoes in my size on e-bay.  I'm not normally an e-bay person, but I was so pleased to find the perfect replacement for my old shoes that I hurriedly clicked 'buy now' and the next day they showed up on my door step.  It may seem trivial, but I feel so blessed to have found new perfect shoes!

a side by side comparison!

yes, that's Wesley sneaking into the picture. he has boundary issues.

 

Have any of you seen my camera cord?

Neither have I.  Which is why this post is pictureless.  Which is really sad, because I have so many cute pictures and even a couple videos of Hannah.

I'm enjoying Hannah so much lately.  She gets more and more fun each week, and continues to be a very good baby.  Her most recent achievements are finding her voice (she has the cutest coos, and has perfected her sigh), learning to use her hands to grab her toys, and sleeping all night long.  Her longest stretch has been 9.5 hours, and it felt so good!  Unfortunately, she doesn't sleep that well consistently...for example last night we were up every 2 hours.  I suppose it'll come with time, and at least it's nice to know she's capable of such things.


The last month of our lives has been so busy.  We had a bunch of Christmas festivities while my siblings were home from college.  Then my sister got married on December 28th, so we had wedding stuff going on.  Then we had New Years, and things calmed down for a little while until we made a quick trip over to Eastern Washington last week for my grandma's funeral.  Hannah has been so good through all this, and I think I'm pretty lucky to have such an easy going baby. 

Hopefully I'll be able to find my camera cord soon...Daniel cleaned the living room, and while I appreciate it a ton, I have no idea where it went.  Wish me luck!