Oh my goodness sweet pea!
You are 12 weeks old today! How do I know you're getting older? Because you keep getting bigger! You're already wearing 6-9 month clothing (I wish I was joking), and your legs are so long I have a hard time keeping track of all of you while you're eating!
These past 12 weeks have kind of flown by, haven't they? A lot has happened. I've watched you grow and change a little bit everyday, and every little change has brought a smile to my face. You light up the entire room, and you have no idea you even do that yet! I'm so happy that your grandpa blessed you with a contagious personality, because it's already starting to show. Your grin is so cute, but the thing I love about you most is how you smile with your eyes. That happens a lot more than you smiling with your mouth. You're so determined (even though your fist never fits in your mouth, you never stop trying anyways) and you're so tough (Shots? No problem for you. You haven't cried once and you've had a few shots). And I promise that I'll love all of you everyday of your life.
I have to go back to work on Monday, and I'm dreading the thought of having to leave you. I know it will be nice to get back on a normal routine and get back to doing productive things during my day, but I will miss you so much and I know I'll be thinking about you every second of the day that I'm away from you.
I read an old post today, stating that meeting Kyle Beckerman for my 18th birthday was probably the greatest day of my life, and I am happy to tell you that you topped that day by like a gazillion! Holding you in my arms for the first time was the most amazing thing, and ever since then I haven't wanted to put you down. I just want to smell you all the time because I always lather you in lotion (it's a must that we smell good before we leave the house) and I'm wishing that you still fell asleep on my chest. Sometimes you let me rock you, but you're so content to just lay down in your crib and go to sleep by yourself. After you talk your head off for a while of course. I know that you have a lot to say, and I can't wait until you get to tell me all about it in a language that I can actually understand.
Here are some things that have happened in the past 12 weeks:
Your hair went from almost black to light brown. And it's getting lighter everyday. Yay!
You love music. You absolutely love it.
Everytime you eat you stick your thumbs inbetween your index and middle fingers and keep it there until you're finished.
You also try to help me hold your bottle, but you're so dang strong that most times you just push it out.
You talk in your sleep, and it is the dang cutest thing I've ever heard.
We've been on many lunch dates with lots of people, and you love to just lay in your car seat and stare at the world around you.
You love fans and clocks. Fans that are spinning seem to be a little better, but those two things are the first things you look for in any room.
You love to give wet and slobbery kisses with your mouth wide open. It almost looks like you're trying to eat the person.
Your fists have become your new favorite things to play with these past couple of weeks. You'll stare at them in wonder before you try shoving both of them in your mouth.
Listening to you suck on a binky always makes me laugh. It's loud, sounds like you're chewing it with no teeth, and you still haven't quite grasped the concept of what it's for.
You somehow always manage to pull the blanket over your head. That's one of your favorite ways to go to sleep.
You have changed my life so much, for the better, and all I can do to say thank you is love you with everything I have and make sure you know that.
You are the best baby and I'm so blessed to call you my daughter. I wake up everyday looking forward to whatever we're going to experience together. You are my life and without you things wouldn't be complete. Thank you for putting up with my craziness and flaws. I promise one dayI'll remember to do up your onsie before I put your pants back on.
I love you to the moon and back,
Mommy
4.29.2011
4.27.2011
Malnutrition....?
Brylee-
All you want to eat lately is your fist. Stop that! Cannibalism is out-dated and I promise I buy you enough formula and cereal to keep your growing tummy full. Plus, you should realize that your entire fist won't fit in your mouth, much less both of them at the same time.
Just a few words of wisdom from your wise and loving mother.
All you want to eat lately is your fist. Stop that! Cannibalism is out-dated and I promise I buy you enough formula and cereal to keep your growing tummy full. Plus, you should realize that your entire fist won't fit in your mouth, much less both of them at the same time.
Just a few words of wisdom from your wise and loving mother.
New Milestones
Not that these are really milestones, but you're changing so much everyday Brylee that I can't keep up with you! Everything you do brings a huge smile to my face and I honestly just want to tell every person I know how cute you are 5 times a day!
Here are a few things that you do lately that just make my heart melt:
- The big, big grin you give me when I peek over your crib everytime you wake up. I can't help but scoop you up and squeeze you against my chest.
- After you eat, I can go lay you in your crib and you fall asleep by yourself. It's so wonderful.
- You talk to yourself for about 10-15 minutes before you finally do fall asleep, and I love listening to your stories.
- The slobbery kisses you give me everytime I lean in to nuzzle your nose.
- How cute you are when you scream bloody murder after I take your bottle away to burp you before I let you finish. You almost have me convinced that it's the end of the world.
- How content you are to just lay by me on the floor and look at everything around you in such amazement.
- The way your eyes light up when I do something new, and I can just tell that you're trying to figure out how to do it.
- Sometimes you forget what your tongue is, and it's so cute watching you try to figure it out again.
- I can't shovel that baby cereal in your mouth fast enough when you eat it before bedtime!
- You're starting to grab onto more things (like my finger, the bottle, binky, hair or clothing), but it definitely is only when you want to do it.
- Everytime I pull the camera out to get a picture of you smiling and cooing, you stop. That's because you're so puzzled by what the camera is and then you just follow the camera around with your eyes. So we only have a couple of smiling pictures so far because we have to trick you to get one!
- You can still sleep all day AND all night. You normally sleep 10 or more hours a night. Have I told you lately that you're the best daughter ever and I love you so much?
- At 11 weeks you weighed 15 pounds. At your 2 month check up you went above and beyond the 100th percentile, and you were the size of a 4 month old. We parted with all of your 3 month clothing and brought out the 6-9 months. I wish I was joking, but that's all that fits. And we just gave your wonderful aunt Dawn a whole bunch of diapers we didn't get to use because you're too big for them now. And all of this happened before you're even 3 months old. :)
- My love for you grows so much more everyday, and you help me to realize what the important things in life are.
I love you little sweet pea, more than you can ever imagine. Thank you for being a part of my life. I love you to the moon and back,
Mommy
Here are a few things that you do lately that just make my heart melt:
- The big, big grin you give me when I peek over your crib everytime you wake up. I can't help but scoop you up and squeeze you against my chest.
- After you eat, I can go lay you in your crib and you fall asleep by yourself. It's so wonderful.
- You talk to yourself for about 10-15 minutes before you finally do fall asleep, and I love listening to your stories.
- The slobbery kisses you give me everytime I lean in to nuzzle your nose.
- How cute you are when you scream bloody murder after I take your bottle away to burp you before I let you finish. You almost have me convinced that it's the end of the world.
- How content you are to just lay by me on the floor and look at everything around you in such amazement.
- The way your eyes light up when I do something new, and I can just tell that you're trying to figure out how to do it.
- Sometimes you forget what your tongue is, and it's so cute watching you try to figure it out again.
- I can't shovel that baby cereal in your mouth fast enough when you eat it before bedtime!
- You're starting to grab onto more things (like my finger, the bottle, binky, hair or clothing), but it definitely is only when you want to do it.
- Everytime I pull the camera out to get a picture of you smiling and cooing, you stop. That's because you're so puzzled by what the camera is and then you just follow the camera around with your eyes. So we only have a couple of smiling pictures so far because we have to trick you to get one!
- You can still sleep all day AND all night. You normally sleep 10 or more hours a night. Have I told you lately that you're the best daughter ever and I love you so much?
- At 11 weeks you weighed 15 pounds. At your 2 month check up you went above and beyond the 100th percentile, and you were the size of a 4 month old. We parted with all of your 3 month clothing and brought out the 6-9 months. I wish I was joking, but that's all that fits. And we just gave your wonderful aunt Dawn a whole bunch of diapers we didn't get to use because you're too big for them now. And all of this happened before you're even 3 months old. :)
- My love for you grows so much more everyday, and you help me to realize what the important things in life are.
I love you little sweet pea, more than you can ever imagine. Thank you for being a part of my life. I love you to the moon and back,
Mommy
4.13.2011
All in a day's work
So, I know I haven't blogged for ages. I think of something really good to write about, but it never happens. This is mostly the story of my life. Chaos and procrastination. It's pure bliss :) I'm seriously so in love with Glee (and Netflix) that I had a whole Glee marathon by myself this weekend. Okay, Brylee participated in the festivities somewhat. It was so intense, that I even lost a little bit of sleep over it. Well worth it though.
Isn't it so funny sometimes how life works out? More so the process of how and when things happen. I read a book last week called True Colors, and then I started seeing everyone's true colors. Needless to say, I'm a little annoyed. But I'm realizing what and who the important people are in my life and I couldn't be happier with who/what they are. I haven't really written Bry's story of her birth anywhere, so I figure I'll put it on here. Plus, I heard that some companies will take your blog and turn it into a book, so then it's like a journal anyways. With a side of carpal tunnel instead of pen or pencil smudges. Awesome!
She was one day late. Much better than the whole week or so I thought was going to happen, because let's face it: She's my daughter, which means she's stubborn and she does things on her own time. That Friday morning I woke up and wasn't feeling any different. (Also, I was kind of hoping she would wait until Superbowl Sunday so that way I could get her this cute little Packers outfit and email it to Ellen. How cute is that?) I'd been spending a lot of my time over at my parents house so that I wasn't going crazy in the utter silence. Dawn and Cam came down to visit with us and she had a friend coming over. We started talking about being preggers and labor stories. (Mostly I was just listening to the labor stories, ya know.) I'd decided that I wanted Dawn to be there to video tape, so as she was leaving I jokingly said "Well, I hope you don't drive all the way home just to have to come back tonight." She left and seriously an hour later I was starting labor. Does the phrase 'Be careful what you wish for' come to anyone else's mind? I didn't really feel too different, just a little bit of cramping which I hadn't had before so I laid down to see if they'd go away. Then I stood up. Then I walked. And guess what? They weren't going away. They weren't painful, just uncomfortable, and I didn't want to drive all the way out to Riverton and have them tell me I was in false labor so I waited. Then another hour passed and I started timing these contractions. They were always more than 90 seconds and were coming every 2 1/2 to 4 minutes apart. I was getting excited! Finally I decided it was time to go to the hospital and see what they had to say.
We got there a little after 6:30 and I was admitted by 7:30. I sent out the texts and waited for the troops to show up. Wendy, our nurse, was so amazing! I was technically supposed to be passed off to another nurse, but she loved me and the fam so much that she even called her husband to tell them that and that she was going to stick around. I told her I wanted a natural labor, and that I wanted the doctor to come break my water if possible to speed things along. The contractions were starting to get a little more painful, and I was getting tired quick. After the doctor came to break my water, which was about 8:30, things started going fast! My legs started shaking, kind of uncontrollably and that freaked me out a bit, but it also distracted me from the contractions. Everyone in the room was laughing and joking in hopes to get me to smile, but I was having none of it. I was seriously so tired that it almost felt like I wasn't even there.
At 10:20 I told Wendy that I needed to push, but she said I had one more centimeter to go and that she would go page the doctor. Page?! I was ready to push this baby out and he wasn't even there? Two more contractions and that was it. This baby was coming now, doctor or not! He walked in right at that moment and put his gloves on. Talk about good timing. And, this on call doctor, Dr. Colby, didn't really look like he didn't want to be there. I don't know if it's because he knew that I was a first time mom going natural or what, but he was not very reassuring when I saw him come mozey on in to deliver my baby.
5 pushes and 15 minutes later little Brylee entered this world at 10:55 pm. Okay, more like came flying into this world. Dawn almost missed it, and the doctor had to catch her. I just couldn't stop pushing. Then I was worried and kept apologizing because the birthing classes tell you to stop after the head so they can get the shoulders out. You just couldn't wait though Bry. You wanted to meet me as much as I wanted to meet you. So between crying and apologizing, I got to take my first look at you. You were the most beautiful person I had ever seen. You had so much hair! And you weren't even crying. You were just looking around like 'What's going on?' They laid you on my chest and I felt a love that I've never felt before. (Then the doctor scolded me and said that if you didn't cry you wouldn't pass your apgar test.) Don't worry- you passed! 9's and 10's Bry! You didn't cry during your shots, you didn't cry when they wiped you off, nothing. They brought you back to me and I just stared at you. I knew I was going to love you before you were born because I baked you to such perfection for 9 months, but seeing you for the first time was almost indescribable. I knew at that very moment that you were my whole life. Everything was going to be about you, and I couldn't wait for it to start.
You were such a good baby Brylee. You didn't fuss unless you were hungry, you were so wide awake and wanting to take everything in. You slept in my room that night, and you slept from 2 until 7. I just wanted to hold you all the time. And tell everyone about you. The day after you were born was pretty boring at the hospital, and I wanted to get out of there just as soon as we could. We had to wait at least 23 hours so they could test you for jaundice, but as soon as you passed we were discharged! So we left about 11 pm on Saturday night, and we slept in our own beds at home. I woke up at every little sound you mad, and even though I was so exhausted, I would stay up and watch you sleep. Okay, mostly make sure you were still breathing!
You still sleep a lot, and you still hardly cry, and all in all I consider myself the luckiest person in the world to be your mother. You are such a blessing to me and I am so grateful for you every second of every day. I love that big grin you give me when you see me after sleeping. I love that you talk in your sleep, because you do. I love when you sing duets with me while you just stare up at me, grinning the entire time. I love that sometimes it's almost like you don't know what your tongue is so you have to find out again. I love watching you look at yourself in the mirror. I love letting you sleep on my chest. I love everything you do, but mostly I just love you.
Isn't it so funny sometimes how life works out? More so the process of how and when things happen. I read a book last week called True Colors, and then I started seeing everyone's true colors. Needless to say, I'm a little annoyed. But I'm realizing what and who the important people are in my life and I couldn't be happier with who/what they are. I haven't really written Bry's story of her birth anywhere, so I figure I'll put it on here. Plus, I heard that some companies will take your blog and turn it into a book, so then it's like a journal anyways. With a side of carpal tunnel instead of pen or pencil smudges. Awesome!
She was one day late. Much better than the whole week or so I thought was going to happen, because let's face it: She's my daughter, which means she's stubborn and she does things on her own time. That Friday morning I woke up and wasn't feeling any different. (Also, I was kind of hoping she would wait until Superbowl Sunday so that way I could get her this cute little Packers outfit and email it to Ellen. How cute is that?) I'd been spending a lot of my time over at my parents house so that I wasn't going crazy in the utter silence. Dawn and Cam came down to visit with us and she had a friend coming over. We started talking about being preggers and labor stories. (Mostly I was just listening to the labor stories, ya know.) I'd decided that I wanted Dawn to be there to video tape, so as she was leaving I jokingly said "Well, I hope you don't drive all the way home just to have to come back tonight." She left and seriously an hour later I was starting labor. Does the phrase 'Be careful what you wish for' come to anyone else's mind? I didn't really feel too different, just a little bit of cramping which I hadn't had before so I laid down to see if they'd go away. Then I stood up. Then I walked. And guess what? They weren't going away. They weren't painful, just uncomfortable, and I didn't want to drive all the way out to Riverton and have them tell me I was in false labor so I waited. Then another hour passed and I started timing these contractions. They were always more than 90 seconds and were coming every 2 1/2 to 4 minutes apart. I was getting excited! Finally I decided it was time to go to the hospital and see what they had to say.
We got there a little after 6:30 and I was admitted by 7:30. I sent out the texts and waited for the troops to show up. Wendy, our nurse, was so amazing! I was technically supposed to be passed off to another nurse, but she loved me and the fam so much that she even called her husband to tell them that and that she was going to stick around. I told her I wanted a natural labor, and that I wanted the doctor to come break my water if possible to speed things along. The contractions were starting to get a little more painful, and I was getting tired quick. After the doctor came to break my water, which was about 8:30, things started going fast! My legs started shaking, kind of uncontrollably and that freaked me out a bit, but it also distracted me from the contractions. Everyone in the room was laughing and joking in hopes to get me to smile, but I was having none of it. I was seriously so tired that it almost felt like I wasn't even there.
At 10:20 I told Wendy that I needed to push, but she said I had one more centimeter to go and that she would go page the doctor. Page?! I was ready to push this baby out and he wasn't even there? Two more contractions and that was it. This baby was coming now, doctor or not! He walked in right at that moment and put his gloves on. Talk about good timing. And, this on call doctor, Dr. Colby, didn't really look like he didn't want to be there. I don't know if it's because he knew that I was a first time mom going natural or what, but he was not very reassuring when I saw him come mozey on in to deliver my baby.
5 pushes and 15 minutes later little Brylee entered this world at 10:55 pm. Okay, more like came flying into this world. Dawn almost missed it, and the doctor had to catch her. I just couldn't stop pushing. Then I was worried and kept apologizing because the birthing classes tell you to stop after the head so they can get the shoulders out. You just couldn't wait though Bry. You wanted to meet me as much as I wanted to meet you. So between crying and apologizing, I got to take my first look at you. You were the most beautiful person I had ever seen. You had so much hair! And you weren't even crying. You were just looking around like 'What's going on?' They laid you on my chest and I felt a love that I've never felt before. (Then the doctor scolded me and said that if you didn't cry you wouldn't pass your apgar test.) Don't worry- you passed! 9's and 10's Bry! You didn't cry during your shots, you didn't cry when they wiped you off, nothing. They brought you back to me and I just stared at you. I knew I was going to love you before you were born because I baked you to such perfection for 9 months, but seeing you for the first time was almost indescribable. I knew at that very moment that you were my whole life. Everything was going to be about you, and I couldn't wait for it to start.
You were such a good baby Brylee. You didn't fuss unless you were hungry, you were so wide awake and wanting to take everything in. You slept in my room that night, and you slept from 2 until 7. I just wanted to hold you all the time. And tell everyone about you. The day after you were born was pretty boring at the hospital, and I wanted to get out of there just as soon as we could. We had to wait at least 23 hours so they could test you for jaundice, but as soon as you passed we were discharged! So we left about 11 pm on Saturday night, and we slept in our own beds at home. I woke up at every little sound you mad, and even though I was so exhausted, I would stay up and watch you sleep. Okay, mostly make sure you were still breathing!
You still sleep a lot, and you still hardly cry, and all in all I consider myself the luckiest person in the world to be your mother. You are such a blessing to me and I am so grateful for you every second of every day. I love that big grin you give me when you see me after sleeping. I love that you talk in your sleep, because you do. I love when you sing duets with me while you just stare up at me, grinning the entire time. I love that sometimes it's almost like you don't know what your tongue is so you have to find out again. I love watching you look at yourself in the mirror. I love letting you sleep on my chest. I love everything you do, but mostly I just love you.
4.02.2011
Big question of the day...
When is someone going to start paying me for my awesome blog and wonderful advice???
... Even if I've not yet taken some of my own advice.
(Working on that part)
And... I've decided all I really need is my sweet spirited baby and keyboard.
... Even if I've not yet taken some of my own advice.
(Working on that part)
And... I've decided all I really need is my sweet spirited baby and keyboard.
4.01.2011
Right this very moment I love:
Glee
Steven Tyler <3
the Netipot
matching socks
full cans of hairspray
Christina Aguilera
{endless} amounts of diet coke
baby cereal
Easy A
my wonderful sister who keeps making me put all of my stuff away so I can finally be "moved in"
French toast, bacon and syrup. Yummm
Great weather!!!
My beautiful daughter.
My life.
Steven Tyler <3
the Netipot
matching socks
full cans of hairspray
Christina Aguilera
{endless} amounts of diet coke
baby cereal
Easy A
my wonderful sister who keeps making me put all of my stuff away so I can finally be "moved in"
French toast, bacon and syrup. Yummm
Great weather!!!
My beautiful daughter.
My life.
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