Photo Memory Phriday

In an effort to document my life for the past however long it's been since I've updated this blog, I thought I would catch up with photo memories.



Has it really been that long since I've posted anything substantial? Yes, yes it has.


When Daphne turned one we had a few friends over and ate cupcakes. She was much neater than we anticipated, but it was fun all the same.



She got a play vacuum and a play kitchen that she still plays with to this day. The vacuum is a favorite toy of pretty much any child that comes into the house, so as much as it irritates me, it was definitely a good gift!







Spaghetti was our lunch of choice and as you can see, it was a favorite to be sure!



Wrapping Paper!!
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OBESE class 1

I weigh 195.5 pounds.



Yes, really. I haven't seen some of you in a while so it may come as a surprise...or not.

Here is a picture taken of me at Daphne's birthday party last Friday.



To be honest, I'm nervous and embarassed and a tiny bit humiliated about this post. I'm not much of a finisher. I have boxes of unfinished projects and I've started to lose weight more times than I care to admit.

I've decided that maybe a dose of humiliation and brutal honesty is what I need to finally be accountable for my actions. It sucks, but at the same time I'm hopeful of the outcome.

Now, the title is correct. I checked my BMI last night and I am technically obese. I gained weight when I was pregnant with Baby Boy and his delivery was much harder than Baby Girl's which translates to slower movements and at least 10 pounds that I have yet to lose 4 months later.

So back to the humiliating part. I'm going to blog my weight loss every Sunday. This scares me because I suck at posting updates, and I suck at losing weight.

I'm not saying this because I'm fishing for complements or affirmation that I'm a good person or whatever. I'm doing this because I don't want to be obese when I enter my thirties next may.

So - Here are my stats:

Height: 5'8"
Weight: 195.5
Chest: 41"
Waist: 36"
Hips: 46"

Wish me luck!!
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At least it wasn't her nose...right?

Baby Girl loves money. Specifically coins. She likes the sounds they make when they're together, she loves sharing them with others, and putting them in her little purse.

She also likes to stick them in random places around the house. I'm thankful that she doesn't put them in her mouth, but there are others places I wish she wouldn't put them either.

Like our printer.



I was trying to pull photos off of a memory card today and had a little trouble fitting the card into the appropriate slot.



It was then that I noticed a penny had been shoved inside and left there for who knows how long. It took a little finagling, but I eventually removed the penny and was able to upload the photos from the card.



At least it wasn't her nose...right?
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Summer Fun

We had our first ice cream of the season tonight.

It was also Baby Girl's first time eating ice cream from a cone. We walked to an ice cream shop with our friends DB and JB and their son, AB. Baby Girl and AB love the wagon and giggled the entire way to the shop.


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A New Easter Dress

Every year growing up I would get a new Easter Dress. Usually my mom would make it and it was such a fun tradition. Now that Daphne is here I'm excited to start this tradition with her. We dressed her up today and took her to a local park so that we could take pictures of her in her dress.

It was a perfect day and the flowers have just come into bloom at Cantigny so it was an ideal time to take the photos. Now, being that Baby Girl is a runner and won't hold still for anything most of my shots were of the back of her head, and barring the first two shots, here are a few of my more successful attempts.

























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Hello?

Ok. (eyes closed with embarassment) I'm sort of going to pretend that we are not going on almost a year from my last post and act like this update isn't hugely monumental - cuz it's really not.


Baby girl is now 16 months old as of two days ago and no longer much of a baby girl (tear). My mom and I were talking recently about how much I loved drawing and writing and just about anything related to that when I was little and here is Baby Girl following in my footsteps...


...A quick line here...


...I need to see this from another angle...


"Seriously, mom? The camera?"


...Almoooost finished...


"There! Masterpiece complete!"
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Coming Up For Air...

So, my life is crazy busy with work and musical groups and blah, blah, blaugh....BUT - We had family photos taken a few weeks ago and I just got them back so I'm posting them.


These will probably be on our Christmas card (if I actually get around to sending them this year), so if you want to be super surprised when you get our card, stop reading here.











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Hey Baby, What's your sign?

(Seductive Voice): So...how have you been lately?

I promise my lead in will make sense with what I'm saying. I still work from home on a regular basis and this coming Monday, I have a huge software integration going live. It's been a year long process and requires complete training of our 75ish recruiters across the country.

To make this easier, since I am the only trainer, I divided the group into six sessions, with the first session being at 1pm yesterday.

I found a babysitter for Daphne and at 12:00 was about to head out the door to drop her off when I got a phone call. One of the attendees called me and was like, "Where are you!? No one can get on the call!? It's the wrong number!".

I'm ashamed to admit it, but I did swear. Just a tiny blue response to an hideously un-fun scenario. I had scheduled everything on the Eastern time zone rather than the central time zone so everything is an hour ahead. I unceremoniously dump Baby Girl into her crib because now I don't have time to take her to the sitter.

I rush to my desk and look at the call-in information that I sent out to everyone, "1-800!? What? It should be 1-866!"

I send out the new number and we eventually get started on our call.

After the training session, my vendor contact, who was on the phone with me called me to let me know how great of a job I did and stuff. At the end of the conversation he mentioned that the number I sent everyone to at first was a sex chat line.

What?

Yep, a sex chat line.

He was very nonchalant about the whole thing, just throwing that in there at the end of the call. I was shocked and then I blushed and then I busted out laughing. Full on belly laughs. I couldn't believe that I just sent a handful of recruiters to a sex chat line!

My professionalism is startling lacking some days...
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Top 10 Worst Fears

I have a list of top 10 worst fears, and I realized one of them today.

I was almost tearing up in the baby aisle of the grocery store at 7:00am this morning because a big one, definitely near the top of the list was happening at that very moment.

I had become a slobby mommy...

1. I lived in the suburbs.
2. I hadn't showered in the last two days and my hair was pulled back in a seriously greasy ponytail.
3. I had a head cold so I was fuzzy, my eyes were red rimmed and I was breathing though my mouth.
4. I was still wearing my pajama shirt and had thrown on the closest pair of jeans that I could find (translation: ill fitting and out of style) - I think I'm going to throw those pants out today.
5. I had my baby with me and she was still in her pjs.
6. I had on flip flops. It's like 35 degrees out.
7. ZERO make-up. Not even concealer.

The list can go on, but I'm too depressed to continue.
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There, I Said It.

POOP.

Yep. This is now an official "Mommy Blog" - deal. I realize that some of you who read this, may not want to anymore now that this is mostly about Baby Girl and all her goings on, but eventually, I will have a life again outside of her and then you are welcome to come back and read...

So, back to the afore mentioned word.

Baby Girl hasn't been. For a while. I tried prune juice and that worked at first, but then it stopped working. And then suddenly, this morning it started working again. Really working. I did not know her body could hold so much of anything for so long and then just let it all go with the only sign being a telltale smell.

As part of this lovely early morning experience, Baby Girl has graduated to size 2 diapers.
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4 Months

So, As you can see from the side bar, Baby Girl is 4 months old and DH is holding her. I tried unsucessfully all day to get her to pose for her 4 month shot by myself.

These are a few of my attempts. Not only am I quite the amature when it comes to my camera, but she's starting to wiggle and it make it difficult to keep the sign in place.








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Sad and Shaken

I took Baby Girl to the dr. today for her 4 month well check.

She's doing fine by the way, a little skinny, but we have a plan to remedy that. On our way home, we were hit by another car. No one one hurt (except for the subaru), but it was not a fun experience. It happened not 100yds. from my place, and the guy that hit me, lives down the street.

To make it worse, this guy's dad comes out and it yelling at his son like you wouldn't believe. Turns out his son had his license taken from the lagrange police and he was driving his dad's rental car.

?What?

Yeah - I wonder at peolpe sometimes. So his dad is trying to be all nice to me and get me to agree to let him fix my car without involving any insurance companies or police officers. To which I say, no dice.







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Halloween

I'm not big into the holidays. It's never really bothered me because I'm not big into costumes and I haven't really had a place that I liked enough to decorate.

But, alas, now I have a daughter and a husband, and I spend the majority of my time in my home, so I feel like I need to step it up.

As you may have noticed, Baby Girl is not in a super cute costume - she is in a super festive, and totally awesome Halloween outfit though. (This is how I make up for her lack of costuming). This outfit was graciously purchased by my mom. Because, knowing me as she does, it wouldn't occur to me to buy Baby Girl anything for Halloween.

So, DH has mentioned to me on more than one occasion how much he love fall decorations. I've finally taken the hint and bought a few things. I think they're all a little on the lame side - but that's why I don't decorate!



Anyway, they must be really lame because DH can't quit commenting on these word block things that I purchased that say "Harvest". He can't believe someone would use dark lettering on a darkly painted block because then you can't see it.

And, I'm all - really? I'm finally making an effort here to be more "festive" and you have to mock my attempts? Just wait until Christmas, buddy, it'll be bah-humbug for the rest of the year...
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Toot! Toot!

Not to toot my own horn or anything...

but sometimes I amaze myself.

Look at this thing.

It's not much, just a small, boxy little thermostat, and yet, it is further proof of my amazing skeelz.

That's right friends - I installed this all.by.my.self. No electrocution, no swearing, and only fifteen minutes of my day.

*proud sigh* toot toot

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AJ brings on the funny, yet again.

So AJ (who just got a job yesterday - congrats!) has enlightened us once again with his understanding of awesomely funny things.

Yesterday my family and I went to the Geauga County Fair. I don't remember going to a county fair that was SO 4-h ish. I mean, I get that 4-H is a large part of county fairs, but holy smokes! There were farm animals everywhere!! And my mom, like wanted to see all of them? Frankly, if you've seen one pig, you've seen them all - or so I thought. Apparently Mom needed to see the entire barn full of pigs, and then the entire barn full of sheep and we didn't even get to the goats and the cows.

So, before we even got into the barnyard shenanegans, we had to make it through the onslaught of vendor booths at the main gate. As we were walking around admiring the faux-designer sunglasses and opportunities for a free air conditioning estimate, we saw the shop of all shops. It had "native american" jewelry (most likely made by some wasp-y hick who's closest contact with native american culture was the Lone Ranger and Tonto) and a few home decor items along the same vein.

But then, on the back wall, all the way inside the booth was the piece de resistance...the mighty wolf t-shirt. The sheer awesomeness of such an item was astounding and, frankly, breath-taking.

Some of you may not understand the draw of such an item and so, as explanation, I would like you to click the link below. It will take you to Amazon.com where you can purchase such fabricated awesomenes, but focus please. You must read one or two of the 1,400+ reviews. Yes, 1,400+.

Trust me, you too will become a believer.


*link to amazon.com*
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I Love My Brother

I have four brothers. I think they are all great. They're funny and nice and really tall. Well - except for AJ, he's not so tall. :)

But, to make up for his miniscule height of 5'11", he is very funny. Like, inordinately funny. He also finds funny things on the internet that make us all laugh.

DH and Baby Girl and I drove out to Kirtland today to visit my family and since AJ is living with them while he looks for a job (he's a new graduate), we get to visit with him as well. Our first order of business, after admiring the severe cuteness of Baby Girl was to have him show us his most recent "funny finds".

So without further ado, enjoy this website...

**CLICK HERE**
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Ralph

Ah, Ralph.  With Baby Girls's obvious preference for your brand, I may single handedly keep you in business during this recession.

You make such beautiful clothing for my little baby. I have a tennis outfit of yours that I can't get enough of and then there is this lovely terry cloth ensemble with a matching hat. I even have a beautiful white onesie with the most delicate of lace along the peter pan collar. It's a little big for her yet, but will be perfect for this coming winter.

I simply cannot afford to look at your children's clothing line any longer, regardless of how Baby Girls feels about this. I have a future to plan for and you are seriously endangering that future!
 

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Catch Up

Ok. Time to catch up. This will most likely be a boring post.

It's been over a month since I last posted about life and I'd like to say that it's because I have been really busy, but let's be honest. I haven't really been all that busy.

Per my previous post, I just suck at time management with a new baby.

But, I digress, in the last month, DHand I made a monumental trip out to Utah. We drove.

It wasn't so bad. Baby Girls slept through just about the ENTIRE car ride (all 20 plus hours) and was an absolute trooper the whole time. We went out to see my awesome Sister-in-law and Brother-in-law get sealed to each other for time and all eternity. It was great to be out there and to be a part of such an important experience.

While we were there my SIL practiced some of her awesome photography skeelz on my baby. Baby Girl wasn't very cooperative, but I think there were some nice shots taken. I'll post those in the near future.

Really, that's been the highlight of the last month. I've taken Baby Girl on a few walks and even gone to the store a few times. She's mostly good natured as long as I don't mess wsith her schedule too much. :)
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2 Months

Baby Girl turned 2 months yesterday...

So I know it's been a while since I posted anything and I've got to be honest, this whole mothering thing is totally kicking my trash.

My entire professional life was task oriented and on schedule and then I go and have a baby. Did you know they have no discernable schedule until like 2.5 months after they're born? And even then it's not a good schedule!

But, since I'm now posting on my blog, maybe I'm starting to get the hang of it. Baby Girls has sort of figured out her nightly routine and there is now only one nightly feeding at about 3:30am. This I can handle. I'm actually getting a relatively normal amount of sleep in a relatively long block of time.

This is improving my outlook on life considerably.


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