Disneyland

We went to Disneyland for my birthday. I absolutely LOVE Disneyland! I seriously could go there every time we went on vacation if my husband let me. I have been going there as a kid and there is something so magical about that place. But let me tell you...it is quite different with a baby. I was really excited to bring Addison there. Part of me knew she wouldn't remember anything, but who cares. I knew she would still have a great time. Visually, (for her anyway) there is so much going on with the people, characters, colors, sounds, etc. I knew I immediately wanted to get a picture with a character. The first one we came to was Goofy. And here is her reaction....

No crying...she just kept staring at him in Awww kinda like "What the heck is that..." I was afraid she would cry especially since our encounter with Santa didn't go so well. Actually...she hates Santa. But as far as Goofy, no problem.

Next, we had to get her a set of ears. Of course, every child who goes to Disney for the first time needs a set of ears personalized with her name. I got the infant ones...but they sure didn't fit her.

After the ears, we headed to the first ride. Now in choosing her first ride, I wanted something mellow, musically and visually entertaining and something she could sit on my lap. So we chose It's A Small World. Now I can't tell you the last time I rode this. It probably has been quite awhile as this wasn't a usual ride me and my husband went on. I quickly realized there are alot of rides I have never ridden at Disneyland. These are rides that are mainly for kids and geared towards the Disney movies. Ummm...I'm sure we will get to ride them all by the time she is three, no doubt.

She loved the ride. Her eyes were wide open taking in all the moving and colorful objects. She was squealing in delight during the majority of the ride. I was so stoked. I wanted her to like it so much and I was thrilled to see what I had hoped for. The rest of the day was spent riding rides, eating, and shopping. We did go back to the hotel around 2 for a nap (something I have never had to do at Disney before). Usually, we spend literally all day there. It was weird to have to stop in the middle for nap time. When we returned, we were surprised to see how unbelievably busy it was! It wasn't bad in the morning, but returning around 5 PM was awful! The crowds were enormous and I am not exaggerating. We had such a hard time pushing the stroller through the people.

And....a little side note to myself...make dinner reservations inside Disney. Who would have thought you had to do that...but you do. Every restaurant (sit down style) was booked for like 5 days solid. It was not a good idea to try and go back there for dinner. We should have gotten something outside the park, but I insisted on trying to get the most out of our time. We managed, and as soon as we got food, our fun began again. We were there until 11:30! The baby actually didn't go to be until midnight which is so very late for her. Through it all, she was a trooper. I can't wait to take her back and this time when my whole family can go to.

Over already?

Geez...time flys. I can't believe Christmas is over already? We had a great day! Addison did wonderfully opening up her presents. She kept tearing little pieces of wrapping paper off and then handing it to me. It was really cute. We didn't splurge too much on her. We got her 4 presents. Trust me...her grandparents did their share of splurging. But I have to say, we did get her the favorite gift. I have been wanting to get her this stroller/walker toy for months now. And I finally did for Christmas. My husband put it together on Christmas morning, and she was instantly walking all over the house. She cruises on the couch and coffee table, but it was so weird to see her in the middle of the living room walking! She is so dang cute.

Well, it was another successful year. I am really looking forward to next Christmas. Maybe next year she will sit on Santa's lap. This year, she wanted nothing to do with him. She even cried if you showed her a stuffed Santa! Oh well, I guess I'll have to start preparing her way in advance next year. Weird because we took her to Disney (I'll write about that later) and did was in awww of Mickey. Maybe its the whole beard thing or the fact that she hates men (dad and grandpa excluded). I wouldn't mind this whole hating men thing to continue...until she is 18 or so. Just sayin...

The Past Week...

Well, we finally got our tree up. I was really unsure what the baby was going to think or do. She was very curious yet cautious at the same time. Now, she sits in front of it, stares at it and then laughs. It is really cute. She will reach up and touch one of the branches, then sit back down, laughing each time. We left the bottom six inches bare, afraid that she would pull every ornament off. As soon as we set-up the tree, Donnie snapped this picture of her. Her hat says "Baby's First Christmas." Again...biased...but she is so adorable!We have had one very cranky baby the past two days. I think (actually I hope) we are finally getting the first tooth. It is about time. She is already 9.5 months with no sign of a tooth. She has to be close to one breaking through the skin. She is SO fussy, cranky, running a slight fever, cries for no reason. Something has to be up. All she wants to do is suck her thumb with her blankie. You give her her blankie and this is what you get....

Notice her little butt is up in the air. She tucks her legs under her stomach. She looks so sad! I hope this passes real soon...I want my happy baby back!

Bath time

Bath time is her favorite time. She seriously could stay in there for an hour if I let her. After about 15-20 minutes though she turns into a prune! Her hands and feet are so wrinkly. I had to share this video...it is her new thing. I just showed her one day with me doing it to myself, then I did it to her and this has been the result. She is so stinkin' cute!

What a Weekend

Boy did it feel like a long weekend...but now that I am back to work it felt like it went by so quickly. Last week, Addison wasn't feeling good. She was up and down...feeling fine one second and then throwing up the next. Now with her gastric problems, throwing up doesn't necessarily mean she is sick. Come Friday night, she couldn't keep anything down. I woke up first thing on Saturday and scheduled her a doctor appointment. As soon as I woke her up, I knew she was really sick. She was very lethargic and looked helpless. Every other morning she hops up and gives you the biggest smile even is she is woken up.

There is nothing more frustrating than when a doctor sees your kid and pretty much tells you they have no idea what is wrong with her. Really...really? I could have stayed home and got the same response. The only thing he did say was that she was dehydrated and needed fluids. I didn't need a medical degree to determine that. He wanted to send her to the Pediatric ER for IV fluids. But we came to the conclusion that we would try small amounts of Pedialite over the next two hours. If she kept it down then we were okay. She did very good with the fluids. However, for me, I didn't know what I was in for.

For the next 14 hours or so, I literally held her up the entire time. After 8 hours, it started really hurting. My neck, back, shoulders, arms were all aching. Every few hours, I would wake her up to give her more fluids. I felt so bad because she really seemed to be hungry. But the doctor insisted she should only get fluids until dinner time. At dinner which is around 4:30 for her, I fed her some baby food. The poor kid was so lethargic, but hungry, that she ate the whole time with her eyes closed. It was really sad to see!

I also had her sleep with me on Saturday night. I wanted her to be close in case anything was to happen. Now, I do not usually let her sleep in our bed but I thought tonight (and all sick nights) can be an exception. We were up about every hour to an hour and a half. I was awake from 3-4:45 AM. Boy, I was so tired come Sunday morning especially since she got up at 6:44 AM! When she did wake, she seemed a little better and did perk up more and more as the day wore on. Hopefully, the sickness (whatever it is) stays away and she gets back to normal again. I can only hope.

I'm Back

It's been a long couple of weeks. First, work has been crazy...getting crazier since I have missed so many days recently. I already had plans to go to Miami for a wedding but we suddenly got a call that my Grandpa passed away. Yes, it was unexpected and I completely lost it at work when I got the call. I was even embarrassed by my actions even though at the time I truly couldn't help it. So with the death came the funeral and we went to Texas. Actually...we drove to Texas. The 14 hour drive there wasn't bad....I think mainly because of the anticipation to get there and get it over with. The drive home was terrible, exhausting and draining.

We also spent the baby's first Halloween in TX. Of course I forgot to bring her costume so she didn't get to wear it. I did get her pictures taken professionally so at least she got to wear the darn thing. Isn't she so cute?

Now we are back and back to life once again. The baby was an angel on the trip. I really couldn't believe how well she did in the car. And now that we are back, she has fallen right back into her schedule. Yay!

Here is another picture of her.......during her 14 hour drive, she had a messy hair day with being in the car, sleeping, and for some reason she always gets a sweaty head when she sleeps in the car. Even with her messy hair, she is so cute! She also got a haircut last week...I'll have to share photos next time.

Small, Medium, Large - Not Anymore

I have a cousin had a little boy named Jackson about 6 weeks before Addison. Then, I have another cousin who's wife had a baby 4.5 weeks after Addison. The first time we got together, we of course had to get pictures. After the first round, everyone referred to the photo as "Small, Medium, Large." (Addison is in the middle)A few weeks ago, we got the kids back together again and had to retake the pictures. We haven't taken another picture for about 6.5 months. We set them up the exact same way...however, it really can't be called "Small, Medium, Large" anymore.

Caylynn, who is the youngest, is the same (maybe more) size as the oldest, Jackson. Addison is the littlest now. The pictures are great to capture; however, there should have been someone filming the adults. I swear, we were saying the stupidest things and making the weirdest noises to get everyone to look at the camera. I think (between three cameras), we took about 40 pictures to get the best one.

Her Hair

It is getting longer. I had the idea to put it in a ponytail. So glad I did because it is so cute!

I thought about cutting it but I don't think I want to be reminded of what happened last time...

It was truly scary. I felt so bad...and to top it off - I had to listen to people say "Oh, it looks like you got a haircut." I know they wanted to say "Geez, your mommy sucks at cutting your hair." I did and I admit it but you try cutting a 3 month old baby's hair. It's not like you can say, "Don't move your head!" I don't think I am going to cut it again. I want to let it grow out a bit. I just sucks that you have to keep something in her hair at all times or it just hangs in her eyes. They I am afraid she is going to pull it out and choke on the ponytail or clip. So far, she had the ponytail for two days and she didn't even touch it. I can't wait until I can do pigtails. Yea....I love having a girl!

Eight Months Already

Geez time is flying. My baby is eight months already! I can't believe it. Everyday she is doing something cutier. It is getting hard for me to see her growing up so fast. Before I know it, she is going to be a year old. I have to say it feels like it is getting harder and harder for me to think of my baby as growing up. I have always dreamed about being pregnant, having a baby, and watching them grow up. But it is going by too fast. I really do struggle with it because I have wanted this for so long and now the time just seems to be escaping from me. It makes me sad :(

On a happier note, my kid is just fantastic. I know most parents probably think this...but my child is really smart. At eight months, she can do a lot more than most kids her age (I am assuming - from my readings). I faithfully read the "What to Expect When You Are Expecting - the First Year." From this book, everything that she is supposed to be doing and beyond she has mastered. I am very impressed by her abilities to pull herself up on furniture and she is even starting the cruising along the couch. I have seen her take a few steps on the couch and coffee table. Before I know it...she will be walking.

I had to include a picture of my baby girl on her 8 month birthday too. For some reason, I could not, for the life of me, get a picture of her smiling. About 5 minutes before this she was all smiles. Got the camera out and this is all I got. She is still cute anyway!

Gymboree

We went to our first Gymboree Play and Learn class. And it was just as I expected...awesome. Addison loves to be around other kids and I wish I knew more people with babies. She has a cousin who is 4 weeks younger than her, but we rarely get to see them. Gymboree was exactly what I was looking for.

The class was on Saturday right in the middle of her morning nap. Fortunately, we were able to work around this and gave her a nap a little earlier. When we got there, her eyes lit up. Gymboree is good about having lots of colors and shapes scattered everywhere in their play space. There was a total of 7 babies all aged 6-10 months old. All seemed to be right around the same age (7-8 months). The class includes songs, dance, interaction (between parents and babies), and some kind of activity. This week was working with the foam shapes. Addison had a blast (sometimes I think I liked it more than her). I was just excited to see her interact with the other kids. She became quite vocal too - babies were "talking" back and forth and it was so adorable. She is also doing this high pitch squeal more frequently and she made sure to impress the others with her vocal abilities.

Before the instructor brought over the information, I knew immediately I was going to sign-up...no matter how much it cost. And I did...so from now on, we will be at Gymboree at 11 AM on Saturdays. I highly recommend parents to get their child into a class like this. I wish I would have started her when she was 6 weeks old. Better late then never I guess...

Eating Out

I can see the future...eating out is going to be difficult with a baby. We went to Sweet Tomatoes last night and I was happy because I knew they would have melon and she loves to suck on a few pieces of melon. I thought...perfect...she will be good the whole time just sucking on her fruit. Well again...she has made me out to be a liar. She certainly was not good but not terrible. It's hard to eat and enjoy your meal when every two seconds she is moving, trying to grab everything in sight, screaming...and the list goes on.

Screaming, yes...this too. It is more like a high pitch, ear ringing squeal. In the middle of a restaurant, it sounds worse. At home, it is no big deal if she ruins my ear drums, but at a restaurant, it is embarrassing. Then, if things couldn't be worse, she threw up a ton! And, it was orange which was just great since she was wearing a light green shirt and cream colored pants with hearts. Great....I love the orange stain!

She was being pretty fussy on the way home, and we thought it was going to be hard to hold her off until her bath time. Again...liar. She was great when we got home. She was crawling, playing with her toys, and blabbing up a storm. After her bath, we fed her the nighttime bottle with no problems at all!

Whew...another successful, sort-of puke-free day.

Playgroups

They definitely do not design playgroups for working moms. I was so excited when I found a playgroup that was started for kids born right around Addison's age. I thought...perfect, she'll have some other kids to interact with. That was until I went back to work and no longer have my days free to do what I want. Before I even joined, I read up on the group in which they said it was for working moms too...not just SAHM (that is Stay-At-Home-Mom).

So, now we are playgroupless. We went to this cute baby boutique last Saturday in which there as a play/music group meeting. I was shocked to see something on Saturday. They were singing and introducing everyone in the group. Addison was mesmerized and I knew instantly I had to get her together with other babies. I went on a mission of searching for playgroups. I called the baby boutique to find out what the name of the group was that was meeting there. They are a strictly music group which costs almost $300 for 12 sessions. Then, I remembered that Gymboree has play and learn classes. They let you sign up for one free class. So our class in this Saturday and I will have to write and let you know how she did. The only sucky part is the class is during her regular naptime. Hopefully, this won't pose a challenge for us. I'll let you know.

The Saga Continues...

So the spitting up (throwing up) is still continuing. I hold hope that one day she will grow out of it. Originally, they told us by four months it will reach it's peak at the worst then it will get better. Well...it hasn't. Three nights ago it started coming out of her nose again. Two nights ago was probably the worst episode we have experienced in a long time. This was no spit up...it was full blown throwing up with the choking and can't breathe look. My husband and I both jumped up patting her back, lifting her arms and then I just turned her upside down and starting pounding her back. Seriously, I thought I was going to pound so hard and break a rib.

Geez, I don't know who was more scared...her or me. My heart felt like it was going to pound out of my chest. As she is choking she is trying to cry and breathe all at the same time. It was a combination of everything and to top it off, she was having a running nose that day so I am sure it was dripping in the back of her throat. My husband insists it has gotten worse. I don't necessary think it has even though this night could prove me wrong. It doesn't happen like this every night. Last night...thankfully, it was uneventful. She finished her bottle and three minutes later she was out.

Going to the doctor and telling him these episodes just doesn't help. They insist on putting her on Reglan...which if anyone has heard of that drug...you'd run far, far, far from it. I did and I don't think I would ever consider putting her on it. Then there is another drug that carries similar symptoms as Reglan just not as harsh. The doc even suggested a surgical procedure in which they inject Botox into somewhere in the digestive track. Botox??? Really? No surgery...no medicine. I am really determined to have her get through this mess with nothing in addition to the medicine she takes for the acid relief. I am happy she has this because at least when she does spit up, it doesn't burn while coming up.

Oh...and she has this mystery rash that has now spread to one of her legs. I have no idea what is causing this. No changes to her food, laundry soap, lotion or bath soap. I have cut all her food back to a few puffs for snacks, bananas, pears, sweet potatoes and peas all of which she has been getting for over 3 months now. Hopefully, this too will go away and fast!

Growing Up Too Fast...

She is...and I can't help it. Her new thing is climbing and standing up in her bed. First the standing up in bed...we had to move her mattress down two slots which I thought would be enough. I thought it would stop her from climbing up to stand in her bed. Nope...she still does it...and with ease. I watched her stand up yesterday and she did it with absolutely no problem. I couldn't believe it. Right now, where the mattress is positioned, she isn't tall enough to flip out of her crib. So, we are going to leave it there for awhile. She is pretty petite for a little girl, and as long as she doesn't have a major growth spurt, we will be okay.

Climbing is also her new thing. Just the other day, she climbed up her bouncer and was trying to get on a box next to the bouncer. I honestly have no idea how she got so far and so fast! She is also trying to climb on the couch to stand and climbs up to stand on her new favorite toy. The only thing that sucks is when she climbs on the toy, she doesn't know what do do from there. She either stands there crying for help, or falls down crying even more. Also, the toy isn't the sturdiest toy we own, which probably is because it isn't made to be climbed on.

This is just the first step to walking. She just needs to work on her balance. If you give her the balance that she needs, she will walk. She has the footwork already down. Geez...she is going to be walking before I know it....tear! I miss my little ity bity baby who didn't move when you set her down. She is fast now. I literally saw her next to me, look away for no more than 4 seconds, looked back, and she was gone! Instantly...gone! Now that's just crawling....what am I going to do when she starts walking???

First Words

So, I could have sworn she said "Mama mama" yesterday. It wasn't a babble either. I said it and she repeated it. Then I said it again, and she repeated it again. I wish I had it on video to prove it. Then, after I gave her a bath, all she kept saying was "dadadadadada dadadada" that was after I was trying to have her say it again. So who knows, but I swear that if someone would have heard it too, they would be saying her first word was "mama mama." And you can't believe how happy that would make me.

I'll keep practicing with her :)

Crawling...

Boy are we in for it. The crawling has begun. She is going everywhere...and quickly. I look away for two seconds and she is already across the room getting into something. Before, we were always sticking to putting a blanket down and just moving her back when she rolled off. Well, not anymore. It's just a waste of time because she will likely be off of it in 5 seconds. I had to post a video of my big girl. She even seems a little rocky in this one...because now she has it down. My only concern is her knees. Oh her poor knees...they are so red when she is done crawling and I feel so bad. There really isn't anything we can do. I just am keeping lots of lotion on them. I'm sure I'll be posting more stories about her latest adventure and what she has gotten into. She has only been crawling for less than a week and she tried to stick her finger in the light socket last night. Oh geez...we are in trouble!

The Best Ultrasound...Ever

I was looking through some photos last night and came across Addison's 4D ultrasound pictures. If you haven't heard of it before, let me tell you...it is the best ultrasound EVER! I am amazed at the shots we got of her. We did the ultrasound twice, once when I was 16 wks prego to find out what we were having and then again at 30 weeks for the good facial pics. I might be biased, but the place we used was the best and I would totally recommend it to anyone in LV. We also got to bring our whole family with us to watch the ultrasound. They have a very spacious room with four couches and plenty of sitting space. I seriously cannot wait until I get prego again just so I can do this ultrasound again...and trust me, I definitely will. We even have copies of the ultrasound on a DVD for us to watch again. The first ultrasound I did at 16 weeks...I watched over 10 times. The second one was watched about 4 times. I can't wait until Addison is old enough so I can show her the videos too.

Remembering Our Wedding

We went to a wedding last night. Awww...it brings back memories. Some good and some bad. At times, I just wish we could do it one more time without all the drama. Your wedding is supposed to be the happiest day of your life. Mine...really wouldn't classify it as the best day. The ceremony was perfect...absolutely perfect. After that, it was ruined. Ruined to the point that 2 1/2 years later, I still can't let it go. I usually don't even think about it because there is nothing I can do about it so why worry. But, going to a wedding last night just brought up the feelings. Feelings that I don't think I will ever forget for the rest of my life.

Mommy, Mommy, Mommy

I don't want to feel like I am wanted more...but Addison does prefer Mommy. I read an article that I received by email that said most infants go through a 'Six Month Mommy Separation.' At times, I really think this is true and then other times, she is completely fine. It frustrates me because I feel bad that she prefers me over my husband. I don't know how he specifically feels about it, but I get the vibe at times of his frustration as well. There has even been times where I am sitting on the floor next to her and she still wants to be closer to me. She doesn't calm down until I am actually holding her to my chest. I keep telling her, "No, Addison. Play with your toy." She'll turn around for a minute to continue playing and then back towards me grunting to be picked up. Frustrating? Yes!

Then, just last night, my husband was feeding her dinner while I was upstairs working. I kept hearing her crying and not just a little bit. I came downstairs to find her in hysterics. She usually doesn't cry this bad. It is usually a fake sounding cry (you know...the one with no tears), but this was some serious, tear gushing cries. I immediately jumped on my husband insisting he did something wrong. He, of course, got mad at me for accusing him of doing something. It wasn't that I was trying to accuse him...I was just confused on why she was acting this. I pretty much feed her most of the time, and I have never had her cry like this before. The only reason I was asking him was to determine if he did something different.

When I see her crying like that...it just makes me want to do things on my own. That way, I can't accuse anyone of hurting her or making her cry. I think I have been doing this since she was born. I always take charge and insist on doing things myself. I have gotten a lot better about it especially since I went back to work. So...this leads me back to what I was originally saying... I think I did everything more than other people which led Addison to want me more. I get worried that my husband is going to feel bad because of it. However, most babies just want their mom more. I can't help that. Call me crazy (or confusing - I really don't know where I was going with this post)...it's just really frustrating at times!

Sitting Up - Like a Big Girl

I can't believe how fast she is growing. I know I keep saying it...but it just feels like yesterday. I had to share this video that I shot on my iPhone. Geez...she is so stinkin cute! I know, I know, I know...I'm biased, but hey, I call em' like I see em'.

Enjoy!

Six Months

I can't believe it...she is six months already! Boy does time fly. It seems like yesterday that I was pregnant and decorating her room. Now, I am so busy with work, her and the rest of the family that I couldn't imagine doing it all over again.

She has developed quite a personality too, I might add. She is starting to do all the cute things...rolling over, blabbing on and on, attempting to crawl...and my favorite - reaching out to me when she wants me. You have no idea how happy that makes me. Just the fact that she recognizes who I am and wants ME...no one else...is great. I love being a mom. It is the best job I have ever had.

It's Never Just a Little Spit Up...

In our house, we have an issue...and it's called spit up. Since Addison was two weeks old, she would spit up...actually it should be called throw up because it just wasn't a little bit. We notified the doctor of the situation once it started coming out of the nose. To make things worse, she would momentairly stop breathing. She made this gasping noise that I could hear a mile away in a deep sleep. For the first month of her life, I barely slept, afraid that I would wake up and she wouldn't be alive. Some nights, I even slept with my hand on her chest. A couple of nights, I woke up to the gasping noise and literally jerked her out of bed grabbing anything I could get my hands on...whether that was her clothes, arm or hand. You would immediately grab her up and begin patting her on the back to get her to start breathing again. Just think of how scary that feeling can be...it was and I probably will never forget it.

Finally at a month old with nothing working (they had us put cereal in her bottle), we were referred to a Ped Gastro doctor. The next five months have been spent going to doctor appointments, hospital for a couple of tests (picture on left is one such test), and pharmacy as well as attending to the mountains of laundry because of our little "issue." Some days are good...only one clothing change. While others bring on more challenges....like 4-5 clothing changes and about 9 bibs. They do tell me that it should be getting better...by four months it is supposed to be the worse. From there, we should see an improvement. At six months, I would say it is still the same. We see better days and then others I wonder how she ever gains any weight. It feels like more comes up then actually goes down. I thought it would be better too because she is eating baby food. Nope...the spit up just has color now!

All in all, I know our problems could be ALOT worse and I am grateful they are not. I just wonder how she feels about it. I know she takes medicine for the acid reflux which helps, but geez...I think I would hate throwing up 10 times a day! The med does help with the acid content. Before, she would cry when she spit up because it was burning. Now, that isn't the case but I still feel bad...more like helpless that I can't do anything to help. I'm optimistic though...and I am just hoping she grows out of this soon!

My First Post

I have had this blog for a while now, yet I still haven't posted anything. I didn't start this blog specifically for someone to read it. If they do, that's great. If not, no biggie. I'm only writing it for me...and my daughter. I want to chronicle her life experiences. I should have started this when she was born...heck, I should have started it when I was pregnant. Shoulda, coulda, woulda. At least I am starting now. Here comes the tricky part...I need to continue to blog. If I am determined (which I am), I will.

So...a little about me (just in case someone is reading this)...my name is Jessica Loggins and I am 25 years old. I am married to my wonderful husband, Donnie, and we have been together for 7 1/2 years (married 2 1/2 years). I always feel the need to stress that we were together 5 years prior to getting married. We have a beautiful (I know I'm biased) daughter, named Addison who is 6 months old. She has filled my life (our life) with so much joy. I don't know how I ever lived without her. We actually tried to get pregnant for over a year. I have always been the kind of person who knew for a fact that I wanted kids. I had been dreaming about it since I was a little girl. However, after we got married and starting trying, it just wasn't working out for us. I thought we were going to have to get fertility treatments. In the end, I decided we just need to stop trying. And alas...it worked and we found out we were pregnant on June 22, 2008. Our precious baby was born on February 13, 2009.

Now my life is filled with toys, diapers, bottles, spit up (and lots of it...more on that later)...and I couldn't be happier. I think about her all the time and want to spend all my time with her. I look forward to crawling, talking, walking, potty training....although, I don't want it to come too fast. I already miss the newborn stage. But as she grows up, she is developing such a personality. My husband and I already think she is going to be a biter. When she gets frustrated she grabs and tries to shake you so hard. It's cute now...but when the biting starts, it isn't going to be as much fun!

I look forward to talking about my daughter...nonstop. So be prepared...the blog will be flooded with stories and pictures of the milestones of my baby girl. If you have any input, questions, or comments, don't hold back. I want to hear them all. I am always looking for tricks of the trade (being a mom that is) to be the best parent I can. I learned from the best and now I want to give it all back. Join me on my ride down Mommyhood!