Ok - to counteract the Debbie Downer-ness of my last post, here’s a photo of Ellie wearing some awesome custom leggings. (Or, as I like to call them, her “sassy pants.”)
Cue All the Tears
Today my boss called and wanted to know what my flight preferences are for CES in January. I still have 4 more weeks of maternity leave and CES is 4 months away, but this is a real reminder that yes, I need to go back to work. And that time is quickly approaching. He also let me know that I’ll need to be in Vegas for 5 days. As a breastfeeding mom, this is terrifying! I mean, I have a slight freezer stash, but 5 days is a lot of feedings! Guess I better keep up the pumping sessions and pray that it’ll all work out.
Ellie also had her two month vaccinations today. She was all coos and smiles going in - but screamed like crazy on our way out. Giant tears fell from her face after the shots were given and I totally felt guilty afterwards.
And - while at the pediatrician’s office, I put down her carrier to fill out a form, but I must have twisted while doing so, because I totally threw out my back. I can’t stand up straight, I’m waking at a snail’s pace, and carrying the baby is pretty much out if the question (evidenced by the fact it took me 20 minutes and three stops to carry her from then driveway to our house). There goes my plan to triumphantly return to yoga tomorrow.
So returning to work + thinking about being away from E + needing enough milk stored for 5 days + giant baby tears + debilitating back pain = a pretty crappy start to Labor Day a Weekend.
At least it can only get better from here, right?
Oops. I totally missed National Dog Day, or whatever. Accept my apologies with a pic of the cutest watchdog ever.
Baby girl, you’re two months old already!
This month: You’re growing up so fast! You’ve outgrown newborn sized diapers and sleepers and you’re almost getting too tall for 3 month sleepers. Your poor little legs aren’t able to stretch out as much as they were able to in the past. Speaking of your legs, you’re growing little leg rolls (and a slight double chin!) and I’m such a proud mama! We struggled a bit with breastfeeding at first - and I’m so glad you’re eating well. You’ve also had a very active social calendar this month! You went on your first trip to the mall, we went out to lunch a few times, you went to visit daddy at work (and of course were the highlight of his day and everyone ooh’ed and ahh’ed over you), and you and mommy joined a new running club. Although I’m doing a lot of slow jogging, you love to go fast in the BOB! Good thing daddy can help out with that. Our Saturday morning family runs are one of mommy’s favorite things. I also love when you sleep well - and you’re getting better! Fingers crossed this trend continues, little one!
You’re loving: Snuggling on mama’s chest. And when you’re curled up there, I love looking and petting your blonde locks and playing with your little baby feet. You also love to eat (yay!) and you’ve recently started to love to look at yourself in the mirror. You giggle and shriek (with delight) when we lay on your activity mat and you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror. You also love to stare at the fan and at your mobile. But don’t think that you’re content with laying down. No way. You love to stand! In fact, you tend to get grumpy when you’ve been laying or sitting for too long. You want someone to hold you up so you can dance, bop around, and have your two feet on the ground!
You dislike: You’re a pretty happy baby, Ellie Lynn. You do like to yell (and daddy and I call you ‘Yelly Ellie’ sometimes), but usually it’s just to hear yourself. You do not like waiting to eat (someone needs to work on their patience!) and you hate getting dressed in overly complicated outfits or sleeping gowns (there’s just so much fabric to pull down!). You also dislike stoplights, intersections, or stop signs - anything which makes the car slow down. You’ll start to yell until we start going again.
You’re growing like crazy, little one. And every day you continue to amaze me with the things you do. You’re adorable and sweet and make my heart melt. Happy two months, baby girl!
No, baby. We will not have a dance party or have girl talk right now. It’s 4:30am and you haven’t slept a wink.It’s time for bed!
Since previous strategies (swaddling, rocking, shushing) haven’t worked - we’re trying to have a conversation about the importance of sleep with E. Although, it’s hard to negotiate with or rationalize sleep deprivation to an eight week old.
Oh baby girl. I’m okay if you want to stay this little forever. At 8 weeks old, you’re so precious.
(Although, I’m ready for you to start sleeping better…)
My husband is sweet. Super sweet. But he’s an awful shopper (the man pays full price at Kohl’s!) and although he tries really, really hard - he ends up getting the strangest gifts. Case in point, one year when we were dating, he asked me what I wanted for Christmas. I responded with a cavalier “Anything from Tiffany will be fine” (thinking I’d get a bracelet or something sterling silver). No. I got this odd tilted heart necklace with pink sapphires (oddly reminiscent of those Jane Seymour designs). Yes, It was from Tiffany. It also was probably the ugliest thing on the site. (In his defense, he knew I liked pink and girly things and this necklace was the pinkest and girliest.)
Our wedding anniversary and my birthday are coming up in the next few weeks and he’s pushing for present ideas. Here’s the problem. There’s not a single material thing I need. I’m also not sure I’m ready to get away with (or without) a two month old - so travel is out. My life is pretty damn awesome and I am blessed, for sure. I’ve told him this time and time again, but he still wants to give me a present to unwrap.
So tumblr, I need your help. How do I convince him that we don’t need any more stuff in our lives? Alternatively, are there any gifts that I may be overlooking? Any cool, new products being released? (I feel so out of the loop on trends since I haven’t been trolling the internet as much as I used to!)
And - I’d like to say that I know this is a complete First World Problem to have. I am the luckiest person. I have a great family. The most amazing daughter. A strong marriage. A good job. I’m healthy and I have a strong support system. I know I don’t need material items to feel complete. But, I know it’d mean a lot to Jeff to provide gifts to celebrate. Any ideas?
Some day I may stop posting pics of E every chance I get. But today is not that day.
Look at her blonde locks and determination during tummy time! Girlfriend does two things when we practice laying on her tummy - either drops her head to the side and promptly falls asleep, or kicks her legs and lifts her head, looking around for some sort of entertainment.
Either way, it’s adorable.