Archive for September 2012
With our two year anniversary coming up one month from now, I feel like there are times I don’t give the hubs enough credit.
In the four years that we have been together, we endured a long distance relationship, long-distance wedding planning, moving in together, and then having a baby..
Four years seemed to have flown by so fast because milestones in our relationship seem to just fly on by..
It’s been nothing but constant adjusting.. from living apart.. to living together.. to living with a child.. and there are days that are definitely easier than others.
But isn’t that true in all relationships?
Now I’m not one to gush and giggle over a relationship.. but I feel the need to give credit where credit is due.
Almost two years into the marriage, we still have a lot to learn.. there is still going to be a lot of adjusting.. but there’s really no one else that I’d rather do this with..
I’ve got a lot to learn about patience, and just letting things work out on their own.. but he’s pretty much mastered that art.. and while I dont always want to keep my cool, I know that he’s there to help me do so..
I told her a few days ago that we took down the playpen.. we put it in the box with every intention of placing it in our storage unit.
Well, we found a new use for it.
It’s now the “gate” that blocks Little M from going into our kitchen.
Months ago, we tried to buy a baby gate from Babies R Us, but the one we purchased was too small for the space of the opening into our kitchen.
So for awhile, we’ve just been just trying to steer her away.. but the darn fridge with all the cute pictures and magnets is just too alluring for a toddler..
The box with the playpen in it is the perfect width and weight for being a barrier. It’s just slightly shorter than she is, so she can’t climb it. She can’t move it. And she actually senses it’s a barrier and doesn’t try to cross it.
Granted, we now have to step over it everytime we want to go into the kitchen, but it’s a small sacrifice we make for the safety of our kid.
It is a little sad to see her at the “wall” begging to join you sometimes.. but we gotta do what we gotta do.
What sort of random items did you use to make barriers in your home?
Once M’s first tooth finally broke through, she’s been sprouting teeth left and right!
Currently she has three teeth. Her bottom two and her top front left.
It’s kinda funny how they grew in.
First it was her bottom front left… then it was her top front left.. then her bottom front right!
It’s a new thing in her mouth and sometimes we hear her grinding her top and bottom teeth together. That sound is like nails on a chalkboard to me!
I guess it’s all part of her discovering..
She’s gonna have a mouthful of chompers soon!
Little M’s new thing is to feed herself while she’s being fed.
She started this when we were at a restaurant one night for dinner. I was feeding her food and a little bit fell onto the table. She quickly picked it up and put it in her mouth. She then wanted to pick foods off of mine or Hubby’s plates.
So, I cut up a bit of the veggies, and set it on a plate for her and she proceeded to eat the veggies while I fed her food.
We tried this again the next day with a plate of rice.
She LOVES feeding herself and she stayed quiet and focused the entire time.
What’s great is that she continued to eat what was being spoon-fed to her at the same time.
The clean up is a bit of a pain. Hubby and I found ourselves on the floors of restaurants picking up after Little M’s little messes. But it’s worth it to know that she’s start to show some independence. And it’s sooo cute to watch her eat.
So.. my birthday is days away.. you know what that means..
Another blog post about my life.. in the carpool lane.. see how I just tied in the blog title? See?
I’ll be 32 this year.. and I’m not ashamed!
I’m actually LOVING my 30’s. I’ve been blessed in so many ways, what’s not to love?
Ok.. maybe the “working mother” part, but that’s a blessing in disguise.. I totally get the reasons why I have to work, and I am grateful for having the job.. but sometimes I wish I was home more with Little M. I think I have one of the worst cases of Mommy Guilt.. but that’s for another blog entry..
What was I talking about?
Oh.. turning 32.
I’m satisfied. I could use a few more hours in the day.. but I’m overall satisfied and feeling very blessed. I could also use a little bit more energy to chase after my little one.. but it’s fine.. a little exersion never hurt anybody..
I hope 32 will be just a good, if not better, than 31.
Me: M, what does your butt-butt say?
Little M: Phhhhhhhhbt!
Well.. she is right.