Happy Halloween!
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Happy Halloween!
XOXO
Love,
Nora the Leopard and Cousin Hunter the Puppy
P.S. More pics tomorrow--soooo many cute ones!
Revamping the blog has been on my list of "to-dos" for a while now. Obviously, as a new mommy, it was down pretty low on the priority list. But, I've spent the past few days working on it between feedings and naps and laundry, and I finally got it to a point where it's ready to transfer over to the blog.
You're looking at it! I hope you like it.
There are still a few bugs and perhaps a few features that aren't working correctly--please let me know if you notice anything strange. Also, if there's something you'd like to see on the blog page that isn't here currently, I'm open to your ideas.
I hope you're all preparing to enjoy a wonderful Halloween weekend!
Does this count as a book review? I think it should, because well, Lord knows I have not been reading anything lately.
When I was pregnant, I spent a decent chunk of time looking at baby books. There were specific things I was looking for in a book to document the first year of my child's life, and it seemed that a lot of the baby books out there did not fit my vision.
For my pregnancy journal, I had this same problem, and decided to go with a blank book so that I could make it my own. Well, I failed miserably at that. (Although I did keep up with weekly blog posts on the subject, so at least I documented it all in some way.)
So for a baby book, I knew I needed something more structured in order to make sure, you know, I actually filled it out. I wanted something with questions and other prompts for my writing. I wanted something with enough space to write little memories and personal things, but I didn't want too much space--I don't have time to write a novel about every little thing. I wanted all of the milestones to be things that I actually consider to be milestones. I wanted sufficient space for photos and keepsakes.
I found all of those things in My Baby Book: A Keepsake Journal for Baby's First Year by Amy Krouse Rosenthal.
On Saturday, Nora started giving us smiles. Real ones, not just the starter kind. It's adorable and it absolutely melts me. Consider me a puddle on the floor.
This morning, I was trying to capture said smiles on camera, which is kind of challenging, actually. I have to hold the camera out away from my face so she can see me (because I'm the one making her smile, obviously!), and trying to aim, focus, and shoot while doing that is somewhat difficult. Not to mention that I'm also simultaneously making ridiculous faces and talking in an obnoxious voice.
Baby photography. It's certainly a talent.
Anyway, in my quest to get the perfect photo of her smiling, I captured a hilarious series of facial expressions. *LOVE*
I'm six weeks into my maternity leave, and we have six weeks left to go. (Ohmygod, how are we already halfway through? I can't think about it without wanting to cry.)
The first several weeks, it seemed that Nora didn't require much... entertainment. When she was awake (which wasn't very often), she mostly just wanted to eat, or be changed, or be held.
Now, however, I'm starting to feel like I'm boring the crap out of my baby. See?
Before Nora was born, I had all these grand plans about how I'd do these elaborate photo sessions with my baby, and have so many cute "pro" pics to choose from without the cost associated with professional photographers. I imagined we'd quickly have photos framed all over the house, and maybe even a canvas. I thought I'd get birth announcements out right away, and I'd come up with a special, unique design for them.
Well, we did the newborn photo shoot, but you know what? I've had time to edit exactly ONE of the photos from it. And that's only because I had to force myself to do it just so we'd get her birth announcements out prior to our Christmas cards! We'll see how the future "milestone" photo sessions go (next one would be three months), but if I keep going with this trend, we might actually have to *gasp* hire someone eventually. I honestly don't know how mom photogs do it.
Anyway, for those who may be curious, here is the birth announcement we sent out for Nora. I cannot take credit for designing the template, because damn, I just did not have time for that. But the photo is mine, and as I mentioned, it's the only newborn photo I have to show you (at least thus far).
For the last week or so (maybe a little longer), I've been getting what I would call "starter smiles" out of Nora. They aren't yet full-blown baby smiles, but they are getting there. I'd say we're getting closer every day...
Knocking out another one of the blog activities...
This one goes hand-in-hand with the last.
Blog Activity, Day Eight
Three Turn Ons
1. Interest in children and babies. I don't know if there is anything sexier than a man holding and enjoying a baby, or playing with a small child. HOT.
2. Sense of humor. I'm sarcastic, and my whole family is sarcastic. We live and breathe sarcasm. I love when someone is able to laugh with me and join in on the fun.
3. Passion. I think we all know that I can get passionate about things. Some would maybe say I'm "opinionated." I enjoy it when someone has strong feelings about something. It doesn't really matter what it is, and it doesn't always matter that our opinions are the same. In my mind, just the fact that someone cares enough to be passionate about something is a good thing.
Another installment of this blogging activity...
Blogging Activity, Day Seven
Four Turn Offs
1. Smoking. It may be judgey-judgerson of me to say so, but it's true. My dad was a smoker when I was growing up and I truly just cannot stand the smell. I can't imagine trying to cozy up to or kiss someone who smells like smoke, so it's just a huge turn-off for me.
2. Lack of motivation. I'm a do-er, and I don't like to be around people who would rather sit around and do nothing. I like to go places, I like to do things, and I like to look forward to the future. I couldn't be with someone who didn't have any goals in life.
3. Rudeness. There are people who are just inconsiderate of everyone around them. They don't hold doors open for people, they are unnecessarily mean to customer service workers, they may have an attitude that they are "above" everyone else. I can't stand that. You can learn a lot about someone by watching how they treat others.
4. Being cheap. Listen, I am as frugal as they come, and I would even describe myself as a "penny pincher." But damn, if you ever tell me I owe you $1, or you break down the restaurant check by the nickel... c'mon now.
I love adding sliced apples to turkey sandwiches. A couple slices of good wheat bread with turkey, honey mustard, cheddar, lettuce, and sliced apple? That just may be my perfect sandwich.
So when I saw this recipe for caramelized apple grilled cheese sandwiches on Beantown Baker, I knew we would have to try them, too. One night this week, we were looking for an easy dinner, so we whipped up these sandwiches with salads.
A few weeks before our peanut arrived, I posted about our intention to cloth diaper, and shared with you our plans and the things we had purchased for our starter stash.
Well, now that Nora is one month old, I know that some of you are likely curious about how this whole cloth diapering business is going for us. The short answer is that it is going great! I'm pretty sure I've already fallen in love with it.
Going back to the beginning... we didn't mess with the cloth diapers for the first two weeks of Nora's life. We had a pretty decent supply of newborn and size 1 disposables thanks to my baby showers, so we figured we might as well use them. Plus, Nora was just so tiny, I didn't think there was any way that the cloth diapers were going to work very well on her. Looking back, I'm sure they would've been fine, but I don't regret doing things the way we did them, either.
But when Nora was two weeks old, I decided to bust out one of the cloth diapers and see what we were working with. And I'll be honest--when I got that first diaper on her (which was a little bit of a challenge in and of itself), I was totally second guessing myself. Not only did it take me longer to change her, but the diaper seemed SO BIG that I thought she looked borderline ridiculous. I knew to expect a "fluffy butt," but I did not expect it to be that extreme. It seemed like her pants barely fit her anymore. Then, later that night, I had her in my lap and the diaper leaked on me.
We certainly weren't off to a great start.
The next day, I don't think I even put a single cloth diaper on her as I was kind of disappointed in the whole thing, and I was actually saying things to Michael like, "Well, worst case scenario, we can sell what we bought and we'll probably get almost all of our money back."
But on Monday, I woke up with a renewed determination about it, and I wanted to be sure to give cloth diapering a fair chance before giving up on it. So, back into a cloth diaper Nora went.
Dear Nora,
You are one month old today. I can hardly believe it, as it still seems like just yesterday that you were born. Instead of expressing your age in days and weeks, we can now say you are one month old. Amazing.
One month and one day ago, I didn't have you in my life. It's actually hard to remember those days now. You've only been here for 30 days, but you fit into our lives so perfectly that it almost seems like you have been here all along.
This weekend was the epitome of the perfection that is fall. It was absolutely gorgeous--the colors, the sunshine, the temperatures that were warm but still cool enough to feel like fall.
When we're in the middle of winter, spring, or summer, and someone mentions fall, it is days like today that I think about and look forward to. I can feel the air, I can smell the smells, I can imagine the orange glow of the leaves and the sun. It's just perfection.
Naturally, today was THE day to get out to the pumpkin patch.
Babies are time consuming.
Who woulda thunk it?
My days are filled with Nora. Feeding Nora, changing Nora, bathing Nora, snuggling Nora, talking or reading or singing to Nora. Honestly, it's wonderful. I have eight weeks of maternity leave left, but with four of them already over, I'm already dreading leaving my girl and going back to work. I love being with her all day, and it's sad to think that it won't be like this forever.
Anyway, caring for Nora doesn't leave me with much time to do anything else. It's difficult to find time to shower, or make the bed, or cook, or clean. And obviously, it's hard to find time to blog. I have posts I want to write, but have not had the chance. Each day, it seems like we hit the end of it and I find myself wondering what the heck I did all day, because the house is a mess, and the to-do list in my head is largely untouched. But the answer is always the same, and it's always simple--I spent the time with my daughter. And isn't that what maternity leave is truly for?
This past week has been busy. In addition to the daily Nora duties at home, I had somewhere to be almost every day this week, so I had the extra challenge of having to get us both ready and out of the house every day. (Don't get me wrong, though, this isn't a rarity--I've been taking Nora out pretty often since the beginning. I don't do well cooped up at home, so we have to get out so I can maintain my sanity.) But actual appointments are kind of stressful because that means we have to perfect the timing.
Also challenging was Nora's bout with a growth spurt. It started last Friday, when she was just about three weeks old. She was eating more often, and not sleeping as well at night. By Wednesday of this week, I was feeling pretty exhausted, but praise God, the growth spurt seemed to end and Nora fell back into her good nighttime sleeping habits. We've been doing better since then, but I'm still trying to catch up on my sleep. I can't complain too much, though, as I swear I have been one of the most well-rested new mommies in the history of the world. We know we're lucky.
Nora is four weeks old today and I'm amazed by that. What the hell... four weeks?! Where does the time go? Seriously.
I'll leave you with a bunch of photos from this past week, and a promise that I will get to some of the posts I have planned... eventually. (HAHA.) I hope to do them this week, but my brother's wedding is next Saturday and I have a bridesmaid dress fitting on Tuesday/Wednesday and my dad is coming into town on Thursday and we have bridesmaid pampering/rehearsal on Friday, and... you get the picture.
Soooo... pictures! Here you go...
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