...and I'm sure I'll say it again.
what a difference a year makes!
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| the camera battery is dead, so a phone picture will have to do! |
I love her more than I could have imagined!
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
hmmm
I was going to post about something, but now I can't remember what it is. So I'll share some thoughts.
I just spent 2 hours rocking/feeding Hannah to sleep. She was getting really good at putting herself to sleep for a while, and then she got a cold. All of our routines went out the window with that cold. When I called the nurse, they said no medicine, just a vaporizer and extra feedings. Those extra feedings turned into feeding her to sleep for a week and a half, so now we're back to square one. At least once she finally falls asleep she's asleep for a good 8-9 hours...(here's to hoping I haven't jinxed myself tonight!)
Nursing is the best thing ever, except it gives me such a sweet tooth. I am currently enjoying Daniel's mint chocolate ice cream from Christmas (with his permission of course). I love the convenience of breast feeding. I've never had to heat up a bottle or measure formula in the middle of the night. I love that she's getting immunity boosts from me, and I love that she has been such a healthy baby. I also love that I'm losing weight nursing. If I could find the motivation to actually add exercise to my routine, I might be able to make it to my pre-wedding weight... But then again, there's that sweet tooth, and a serious lack of self discipline.
I got my hair cut a couple of weeks ago. The lady I normally go to had a baby, so I figured I'd go with my mom to Fantastic Sam's and save a few dollars. Not really my brightest idea, and definitely not worth the money I saved.. The lady who cut my hair was nice and all, but it has taken me two weeks to figure out how to style it. I ended up switching the side I part my hair on, and this has finally made my haircut work. I take the same picture with me each time I get my hair cut, but it always looks different in the end. I'm going to go ahead and stick with my original stylist, assuming she comes back from maternity leave.
We've had snow the last couple of days, and I haven't wanted to interrupt Hannah's naps to go to play group or exercise group in the mornings, so I've been feeling really closed in...cabin fever if you will. Tomorrow I will get out and about, I hope.
I've been trying to post more regularly. I love reading over my old posts, and I want to make sure to document our daily lives, especially now we've got a little one. If my mom had blogged when I was a baby, I'm sure I'd love reading it today.
I have all these post ideas floating around in my brain throughout the day, and when I sit down with my laptop in the evening, my mind goes blank.
Who knows what I originally intended to post...I guess tonight, random is all you get.
I just spent 2 hours rocking/feeding Hannah to sleep. She was getting really good at putting herself to sleep for a while, and then she got a cold. All of our routines went out the window with that cold. When I called the nurse, they said no medicine, just a vaporizer and extra feedings. Those extra feedings turned into feeding her to sleep for a week and a half, so now we're back to square one. At least once she finally falls asleep she's asleep for a good 8-9 hours...(here's to hoping I haven't jinxed myself tonight!)
Nursing is the best thing ever, except it gives me such a sweet tooth. I am currently enjoying Daniel's mint chocolate ice cream from Christmas (with his permission of course). I love the convenience of breast feeding. I've never had to heat up a bottle or measure formula in the middle of the night. I love that she's getting immunity boosts from me, and I love that she has been such a healthy baby. I also love that I'm losing weight nursing. If I could find the motivation to actually add exercise to my routine, I might be able to make it to my pre-wedding weight... But then again, there's that sweet tooth, and a serious lack of self discipline.
I got my hair cut a couple of weeks ago. The lady I normally go to had a baby, so I figured I'd go with my mom to Fantastic Sam's and save a few dollars. Not really my brightest idea, and definitely not worth the money I saved.. The lady who cut my hair was nice and all, but it has taken me two weeks to figure out how to style it. I ended up switching the side I part my hair on, and this has finally made my haircut work. I take the same picture with me each time I get my hair cut, but it always looks different in the end. I'm going to go ahead and stick with my original stylist, assuming she comes back from maternity leave.
We've had snow the last couple of days, and I haven't wanted to interrupt Hannah's naps to go to play group or exercise group in the mornings, so I've been feeling really closed in...cabin fever if you will. Tomorrow I will get out and about, I hope.
I've been trying to post more regularly. I love reading over my old posts, and I want to make sure to document our daily lives, especially now we've got a little one. If my mom had blogged when I was a baby, I'm sure I'd love reading it today.
I have all these post ideas floating around in my brain throughout the day, and when I sit down with my laptop in the evening, my mind goes blank.
Who knows what I originally intended to post...I guess tonight, random is all you get.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
I'm in Love with White Noise
Any of my former roommates out there (Meagan, Sarah, anyone else???) may remember my air filter, and my love for it. It was there by my side in the dorms my freshman year, off campus with me my sophomore year, and it came along when I got married. It even spent the night in the hospital with me when Hannah was born. Basically I can't sleep without it. Apparently Hannah can't sleep without it either. Her first night on earth was a very long, stressful night. I'd heard babies were supposed to sleep all the time, and mine definitely did not. The nurse pointed out that she had never known quiet before (what with all my digestive noises, and there were a lot of those during pregnancy!). That hospital room was sure quiet. I hoped that with some background noise, maybe she would be happier. The second night I had Daniel grab my wonderful air filter from home to create beautiful white noise. It was a better night. Then we came home and she spent the next three months sleeping in her bouncer (vibrate turned on, please!) on our bedroom floor, sharing our white noise.
When we went to the tri-cities last month, (air filter came along, of course) Hannah made it very clear she was done sleeping in her bouncer. She wanted nothing to do with sleeping scrunched up anymore. She was ready for her crib. So as soon as we got home, we had her start sleeping in her own room, in the crib, and I gave her my air filter. She obviously needed the white noise more than I did, and her room is right next to the living room so it helps muffle any noises we make while she's sleeping. She started sleeping through the nights, but I would wake up and struggle to go back to sleep. I'd go check on her, find her peacefully sleeping, but toss and turn myself. Enter my parents and the wonderful world of Good Will. They found us a second air filter, so now we're all happy.
I know this is a lame post idea, but I'm curious who else has to have white noise to sleep? I know Hannah and I do!
When we went to the tri-cities last month, (air filter came along, of course) Hannah made it very clear she was done sleeping in her bouncer. She wanted nothing to do with sleeping scrunched up anymore. She was ready for her crib. So as soon as we got home, we had her start sleeping in her own room, in the crib, and I gave her my air filter. She obviously needed the white noise more than I did, and her room is right next to the living room so it helps muffle any noises we make while she's sleeping. She started sleeping through the nights, but I would wake up and struggle to go back to sleep. I'd go check on her, find her peacefully sleeping, but toss and turn myself. Enter my parents and the wonderful world of Good Will. They found us a second air filter, so now we're all happy.
I know this is a lame post idea, but I'm curious who else has to have white noise to sleep? I know Hannah and I do!
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
a new hobby perhaps
A week ago I went to a beginning couponing class taught by these lovely ladies. They gave tips, advice, and instruction, and it was just what I needed to get going. Yesterday evening, our family of three headed out to target to make good on some deals they had alerted me to. I got free dishwasher soap, and two pairs of jeans for cheap. I'm not a pro-couponer yet, I don't even have a binder or very many coupons, but I'm headed that way. I'm making a point to check the couponing blogs, I might even get a newspaper subscription and hopefully soon I'll get the hang of it. I'm all about finding a bargain, and it seems like it could be a good hobby as well as help our budget go further.
Speaking of which (our budget, that is), Daniel is looking for a job. Thankfully he has been doing some programming recently, but it's not full time or permanent. He's looking for anything really, so if you have leads/ideas we're happy to hear them. We're also willing to relocate if necessary, although it just might break Hannah's grandparents hearts...and mine too.
I love Olympia. I go through phases where I have a relocation fantasy. The most recent is New York City (this one happens a lot). I watched You've Got Mail twice last week. My excuse is that both Hannah and I were sick, so it's ok to be lazy when you're sick. In my fantasy I imagine we're moving somewhere. I then wikipedia the location, go on craigslist, look at all the apartments on there and imagine what life would be like somewhere else. Then I remember that I like only paying $750 in rent and having my parents five minutes away.
Last night I had some tangerines kicking around from a bountiful basket I got the end of January and I juiced them by hand. The sweet freshness of the juice kicked in my southern California fantasy (another favorite). I could get used to fresh squeezed orange juice for breakfast...but for now it'll just be a day dream.
Speaking of which (our budget, that is), Daniel is looking for a job. Thankfully he has been doing some programming recently, but it's not full time or permanent. He's looking for anything really, so if you have leads/ideas we're happy to hear them. We're also willing to relocate if necessary, although it just might break Hannah's grandparents hearts...and mine too.
I love Olympia. I go through phases where I have a relocation fantasy. The most recent is New York City (this one happens a lot). I watched You've Got Mail twice last week. My excuse is that both Hannah and I were sick, so it's ok to be lazy when you're sick. In my fantasy I imagine we're moving somewhere. I then wikipedia the location, go on craigslist, look at all the apartments on there and imagine what life would be like somewhere else. Then I remember that I like only paying $750 in rent and having my parents five minutes away.
Last night I had some tangerines kicking around from a bountiful basket I got the end of January and I juiced them by hand. The sweet freshness of the juice kicked in my southern California fantasy (another favorite). I could get used to fresh squeezed orange juice for breakfast...but for now it'll just be a day dream.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
All in a days work
Why I think Hannah's advanced:
Last night while I was getting Hannah's bath ready, Daniel was working on a computer program he's been writing for an optical scanner. I left Hannah in his able care, and when I returned I was informed that she had mastered the "alt tab" shortcut. Twice!
Seriously? I was a sophomore in college before I learned that trick...Kids these days!
Last night while I was getting Hannah's bath ready, Daniel was working on a computer program he's been writing for an optical scanner. I left Hannah in his able care, and when I returned I was informed that she had mastered the "alt tab" shortcut. Twice!
Friday, February 4, 2011
sometimes
Sometimes Hannah takes her binki and naps in her own crib just like the books say she should. Sometimes like today, she won't have anything to do with her binki and starts gagging if I try to encourage her. She'll sleep for 45 minutes or so, and wake up. I wasn't sure she was ready to be awake yet, so we remedied the situation. I've found that sometimes being a mother means dropping everything and just snuggling.
Happy weekend to all!
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Already
It has already been three months.
Three months of:
joy
learning
worry
guesswork
wonder
awe
curiosity
work
naps
growing
selflessness
hope
and sleeping on my stomach again!
learning
worry
guesswork
wonder
awe
curiosity
work
naps
growing
selflessness
hope
and sleeping on my stomach again!
Hannah my dear, you get cuter every day and I'm grateful you're such a happy baby. You give your smiles so freely (except for the camera), and everyone around you loves you. You've all but doubled your birth weight, and you're back to your cheerful happy self. Sometimes I still can't believe you're mine.
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