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You were 11 months old yesterday. As ever, your mommy finds it continually hard to believe how quickly time passes…
I feel like the past few months have brought so much change in you. You’re getting so big. You can do so many things. It’s a constant amazement to watch you grow…I can hardly even imagine you being so tiny as you used to be!
You are a crazy climber little lady. Up and down stairs, hoisting yourself onto step stools and chairs – we look at you in awe to see all the places you can reach. You can climb up the slide backwards with the strength of your arms, and your newest fun game is climbing down off our bed – not so great for mommy and daddy but it sure amuses you! You are strong, baby! Read the rest of this entry »
So yesterday I posted about gratitude and how it hadn’t been a very gratitude-feeling week for me but that I planned to be more intentional about it this week.
Last night, for the 3rd freakin’ night in a row, Bean took FOREVER to go to sleep – to the point that the husband and I have been alternating staying up there with her for an hour at a time.
I cannot even begin to convey to you how much this pisses me right off.
Anyway, as I was going through my
anger sleep routine with baby once again…I just started begrudgingly listing in my head things that I am grateful for. I listed some, and I listed more, and I listed more, and very, very gradually I calmed down.
And Bean dropped off to sleep.
Coincidence? I think so.
Still…it did help me to not be so irritated. Guess this gratitude thing really has something going for it!
And now, to share some of the awesomeness from the bloggy world over the past week (some of it wasn’t exactly written last week – that’s just when I read it). Read the rest of this entry »
I’m never normally happy upon waking…I’m not one of those people who jumps out of bed with joy to greet the day. But usually by the time I’ve visited the bathroom and brushed my teeth I’m fairly good to go – as long as coffee follows soon after.
This morning though, I was still washing my hands and getting ready to brush my teeth when my husband called me downstairs to look at my daughter’s poopy diaper.
You’d think by now he could deal with this stuff on his own??
The reason he needed my assistance was the fact that there were ‘strange looking’ things in there (the remains of solid food she hadn’t digested) and he was worried. I told him what it was and grumbled back upstairs to brush my teeth.
Then she was acting tired and it was her naptime, so I attempted to get her to sleep for half an hour, which seemed more like 3 hours as I hadn’t yet had my coffee.
Finally we gave it up as a bad job and came downstairs, where I cried and told my husband all about how this was the worst morning ever – especially as he was leaving in 20 minutes to go help someone move and I had to deal with it all by myself and I wouldn’t be able to eat breakfast or have coffee or anything and it was all terrible.
Yes, I am not a morning person. Read the rest of this entry »
This month’s letter is written by Daddy…
Dear Baby Bean,
18 months ago you were in Mommy’s belly, smaller than an actual bean. 9 months ago you were born. I was there to watch you take your first breath of air. You were so small back then. Today you are nine months old. You are still and always will be my little Baby Bean, though you have grown quite a bit in the last nine months!
You know how to feed yourself (sort of). I’m so proud of you and how you figured how to put food in your mouth. You crawl so fast now, too. I can barely keep up. Read the rest of this entry »
I think I must be confused. I find it very hard to accept that you are 8 months old today. Are you sure it’s not 7 months? That I didn’t mix up the dates?
Because Little Miss – you are growing way too fast!
It’s such sadness and joy together that sometimes I can hardly bear it…you’re doing new things every day and you feel bigger and more heavy when I hold you…it’s getting harder to imagine how tiny you were when you made your appearance 8 months ago. I look at pictures and I’m astounded to see the changes that have come so fast.
As always, all you want to do is move…it’s rare to see you sitting still for more than 5 minutes. You’ve been crawling, pulling yourself up to stand…and I see you with that gleam of desire in your eye whenever you see children walking. I feel you’re thinking, “I WILL make that happen just as soon as I’m able!”
You are a little girl who is going places! Read the rest of this entry »
It has been a gorgeous weekend so far here in Ontario…I just keep thinking, please, please, please don’t let it snow again!
We started Saturday morning with a trip to The Village Market, a year-round farmer’s market I recently discovered that happens to be quite near us. I love farmer’s markets! I’ve been missing them all winter.
This one was a bit too expensive for our taste, but we did pick up some venison stew meat to have as a novelty, along with some tasty gluten-free cherry tarts (I don’t make a practice of eating gluten free – these just looked really good) and some honeycomb, because I wanted to give it a try.
I’m finding so much fun in trying new foods lately…I was the pickiest of picky children, and still struggle with it more frequently than I would like, but I’m finding myself surprised at how many things I DO like when I just give them a try. It’s particularly fun for me to find a veggie I’ve never heard of and Google a recipe for it…I find I’m rarely disappointed. (Still don’t like tomatoes though! Or green peppers…)
We had great success with one recipe in particular this week – Swiss Chard Gratin. This is one of the BEST dishes I have ever made – we could not believe how good it was! It was kind of fussy to make, but so worth it in the end.
I know, it wasn’t part of our weekly menu plan. I still deviate from that more than I really should…but sometimes it just happens that way. Last night, for instance, I was feeling way too lazy to cook whatever I had planned, and I came that close to ordering out. Fortunately, I stuck to my guns, and we had fried potatoes and scrambled eggs for dinner (I did throw in some Gruyere cheese to fancy it up a bit ).
I’m not terribly worried about it…I do try to stick to the plan more often than not, and so far we’ve made it without being too tempted to eat out.
Here’s the plan for this week, if you’re interested (I love seeing people’s menu plans cause it gives me lots of ideas!): Read the rest of this entry »
I’ve been inspired by Zoie over at Touchstonez (who was inspired by SausageMama) to begin writing a monthly letter to my dear Baby Bean. If you blog and you’re interested in joining in, you can grab the badge here. (If you don’t blog, you could just…I don’t know…write it down? tee hee)
So here goes…
My dearest Baby Bean,
I love you so much it is ridiculous. I never understood such love before you came along.
You’ve made it easy for me, of course….ever since the very first morning you came along and smiled a real smile at me so brightly, I have loved the little person you are.
It’s so fun for me to watch you interact with this world…to discover how fascinating little hands and fingers are; to understand that a straw must be observed from every possible angle, multiple times…to see what a grand experiment is putting one hand on a soft blanket with the other on rough carpet.
You’ve always been a mover…ever since I felt that first kick when you were still in my belly and you rarely stopped (I remember having to wait an hour longer at the midwife’s office a few times when you got your heart rate up so high they were worried and had to give time to check it again…you just didn’t want to settle down!)
Your world has expanded greatly now, and you still want to explore all its boundaries. You were so very persistent in teaching yourself to roll over…your concentration and effort were so incredible to behold. I wanted so badly to help you, but I knew you would only be content when you could do it all by yourself.
With that same determination you taught yourself to crawl, and now all you want to do is zoom around the room.
It’s presented me with new challenges, too…I have to do things like allow you to pick up the dog toys and put them in your mouth. I need to let you laugh when Luther licks your face instead of grabbing you away from him. I need to let you rejoice in the momentous occasion of getting the chance to grab Sage’s tale, waiting for a minute before I pull the gobs of hair out from between your fingers. Read the rest of this entry »