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I am a 29 year old teacher of fourth grade. My husband and I began TTC in March of 2008. We conceived our first month, but unfortunately it only ended in an early miscarriage. 8 months later we finally conceived again, and she was our take-home baby! Norah Jane was born on July 16, 2009. 7lbs 0oz 19" long and amazing. We recently had our sweet baby boy, Miles! He was born on June 12, 2013 at 3:37pm, weighing in at 8lbs 4oz, 20 inches long, and PERFECT! We are loving every minute of parenthood (even the frustrating minutes!). This blog is an attempt to chronicle the baby steps, foot steps, leaps, bounds, and milestones of this journey.

Sunday, May 16, 2010

I finally have a [SMALL] Etsy shop!

I am making hairbows! I've been making them for a while now for Norah, so I decided to try my hand at selling them.

Take a look!


Saturday, May 15, 2010

We're crusin' for a bruisin'!

Norah started cruising today. She pulled up onto the coffee table, got irritated when something she wanted was out of her reach, so she --slowly-- walked over to it while holding the coffee table. I'm so proud of her, but I'm so scared for us! :)

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Things I Love.

There are so many things about Norah that I love, and I was thinking about putting some of them down to remember later. This is not, by any means, a full, comprehensive list... this is a working list.

1. I love her dimples-- when she was first born, I saw them within about 5 seconds of her being put in my arms. Everyone kept saying, "Oh, she has A dimple!" and I would say, "Acutally, she's got two! And they are so deep and adorable..." They all looked at me like I was nuts, but then they saw them. :)

2. I love her beauty.-- I know this sounds like a strange one, but I have a reason for it. I was a HEINOUS baby. I mean U-G-L-Y I didn't have ANY alibi. When Norah came out, the very first thought that went through my head was, "Oh my goodness, she's gorgeous. Wait, she can't be ours... where's my baby? There's no way that this beautiful baby is ours." No joke. I really thought she was too beautiful to be ours. I was expecting an average-looking baby, and I got this amazingly gorgeous creature. Well, gorgeous to me, anyway. :)

3. I love her smiles.-- She has so many different smiles. She has a full-out I'm so happy smile, and a he he he...that's so silly smile, and a coy smile, and a shy smile... she's full of smiles, and everyone of them make me smile so big.

4. I love how happy she makes me.-- No matter how horrible my day...seriously, no matter how much frustration, stress, anxiety, whatever that I have been through, she can make me instantly feel better just by looking at her. I never imagined that I could have a bond with someone like that. It's amazing.

5. I love how happy she makes my husband.-- I love Daniel, so much, and I always have. However, I love him even more now. He loves Norah so so so much. *Almost* as much as me. :) He plays with her, giggles with her, is fascinated by her, and is so happy when he's around her. He is such an incredible father, and I thank God constantly that we found each other.

6. I love how she talks to anything.-- She loves to "talk." She'll talk to me (occasionally), she'll talk to Daniel (constantly), but mostly, she talks to her toys. She loves to tell her toys conversations. I can only imagine what they are talking about. It has to be interesting to her, because she goes on and on to them.

7. I love her belly. Norah is in the 60th percentile for her weight. She's always been in the average range for her age and weight, but man, does she have a belly! She has a straight-up pot belly. It's so round and...well, round. It's adorable. She's so roly poly, I love it!

8. I love her legs. She has the fattest, chunkiest little legs. They are short and stubby, and I think they are so cute! She has a roll on her knee cap! I love them! They are so stinking cute!

9. I love her hair. Her hair ONLY grows in the top middle, so it's very long there. We've had to get creative in ways to style it with hairbows and such. I finally see a bit growing on the sides, but veeeeeeeeeerrrryyy slowly. I love it though. It fits her so well. She looks so gorgeous with all of that hair.

10. I love her eyes.-- They're blue. Blue. I have brown/green eyes, Daniel has brown/hazel eyes...how in the world did she get bright dark blue eyes? They're gorgeous, too. They are so big and almond shaped. I love them.

That's the first installment. More to come later. :)

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

I forgot to do a CIO update!

Ok, so I had laid out our round two of CIO (Cry It Out) two posts ago, and I left everyone high and dry for night 4. Well, night four, she laid down after a bottle, turned over onto her belly immediately, looked at me like, "You are serious? You want me to sleep?" Then banged her head on the mattress and went right to sleep.

I totally didn't expect it to stick though. I just knew that by the time I exited the room and went to get her monitor, it would be over... she'd be awake and ready for playtime again.

I picked up the monitor, turned it on with a wince, fully expecting to hear either screaming or chatting... silence. Well, not totally. There was the lulling sound of the white noise machine coming through the monitor. She was asleep. For real. On her own with no crying what-so-ever. YAY!!!!

Was this a fluke? Well, not sure. It's been a few more days now, and with the exception of the day that she cried for about 5 minutes the night we had two people stay with us, she's gone to bed without a fight, AND sleeps until 6am-ish. It's wonderful getting sleep again.

I thought that there was no way this CIO was going to work. Everyone kept suggesting it, but the thought of laying down my sweet little baby and letting her cry for as long as she could until she finally was so hoarse that she couldn't speak was dreadfully horrible to even think about. Unfortunately it came to the point where we readlly didn't have much choice. She still wasn't sleeping through the night at 9 months old. H and I were getting spotty sleep, which was leaving us with spotty moods the next day. She was getting broken sleep, which was leading to ZERO naps...everyone wasn't performing at their best level. Fortunately, CIO worked in three days, and we only had to go 37 minutes at the longest. I'm really glad we did this.

So, in conclusion, Cry It Out may not be the option for you and your family, but it definitely was for us.

Norah is the most fun ever.

Norah is 9 1/2 months now, and I must say, she has turned into this person, this different person, overnight. She has changed, and it seems to be very obvious. She gives these new facial expressions that aren't spontaneous newborn faces, they are purposeful faces and expressions. I love it... I love it so much. She is so fun.

Norah is climbing on everything. She loves to use me as her personal jungle gym. She climbs and turns, climbs again, and laughs at the fact that she just climed.

Norah laughs at everything. Our dog, Oliver, is so funny to her that she can't stand it. I was so entertained yesterday morning. After we woke up, she was playing on our bed. She got on her back, and kicked her foot. She then realized that when she kicked her foot, she was kicking
Oliver. She laughed. She kicked it again, and again it hit Oliver, she busted out laughing. She stopped, kicked again, more laughing ensued. She was so happy. She laughs when we "scare" her. She laughs when she "scares" us. She laughs when ANY man looks at her. She laughs at everything. I love it times a billion.

Norah crawls everywhere. She is getting so efficient at crawling now. She crawls everywhere. If I walk out of the room that she's in, she follows me. It's nice right now since she just learned how to do it. I'm sure that in a few months I'm going to be longing for the days where she wasn't mobile. It's adorable though... her little knees just move!

She puts EVERYTHING in her mouth. You would think she was cutting all of her teeth at once with all of the stuff she puts in her mouth, but she's not...she's just exploring. She puts so many gross things in her mouth. Things that you'd THINK she wouldn't do again after she realized how gross it was. She puts grass, those seed helicopter things, and... get this...dog food into her mouth. This morning I put her in her play area while I put on some make up. She was playing fine, talking to her toys, singing, just having a grand time. As I was putting on the last swipe of eyeliner, I realized...it's quiet...*too* quiet. I ran into her play area, and sure enough, dog food in hand, heading towards the mouth, and just before I reached her, in it went. I screamed and finger swept it out of her mouth. So gross. Then I gave her water...lots of water. Yuck.

I love her. She is so beautiful, and so much fun now. I think she will only get more fun.