Friday, July 30, 2010

The Other Side

When Katy Jo was born a friend commented on my facebook, "Welcome to the other side." Now I know that when I actually delivered my baby and became a mom-- I entered the "other side." But, today I drove full speed down a one-way street into the "other side." No turning back- I'm in mommy land.
I wanted to hop into Gap, a luxury we don't have in Germany. As I parked my car I spotted a young hip girl jump out of her car and throw hr purse over her shoulder. That was it. She was on her way. I had to maneuver a huge jogging stroller, clumsily place the heavy car seat on top, all while shielding my baby from the sun and holding her pacifier in her mouth. Why don't they invent a pacifier head gear to hold that thing in place? Just an idea. Okay back to my mall outing... so we stop off at chick-fil-A and all is well and I have an adorable sleeping baby. Then as I'm searching through the baby clearance section at Old Navy my sweet girl is getting a tiny bit fussy. No worries, I'll just take her out of her seat and hold her for awhile. Well, good thing I did, because the next thing I know is that my stroller has gone lop sided and a kind older woman is bending down to pick up loose bolts as she bluntly tells me that my front wheel just fell off my stroller. What? My mind is racing, what am I suppose to do with this broken thing now? This disaster ends well only because of my handy dandy sling. (Thank you Steph!) And I must say that probably only the fellow moms out there realize just how complicated it is to juggle all this baby equipment (especially when it breaks and is unusable). Later, after treating myself to a Wendy's frosty I told Katy Jo how much I loved her and didn't mind the two trips out to the truck in the sweltering heat.
Just yesterday I was swinging in the backyard while holding her on my lap when she spit up right into my shirt. Yep, it was a lot and it went right down and in between my "baby-feeders". I'm allowed to allude to breastfeeding because... this blog is about the journey to motherhood. After this happened my father-in-law made some comment about how "it was okay because just think it couldn't have even happened two months ago." And he was right. I am so thankful for my baby and I am learning the ropes on the "other side." Did I mention I'm typing this with one hand as I rock my baby to sleep?

Monday, July 26, 2010

My Omi & Papa

When I was about one month old (just a month ago)
I met my Omi and Papa in Houston~
They let me sleep on their big red chair in the living room for all my naps.
I loved my bath time with them
so much that they decided to take me for an actual swim!
Thank you for making my visit so nice Omi and Papa!
I love you!


Tuesday, July 20, 2010

everything is pink

Girl time with the cousins!

We are back from Virginia, where lil' bit met her two cousins, Lizzy and Ruthie. They had the best time getting to know each other.


I have decided that I just love having a little girl and getting to dress her up and admire how beautiful she is. It seems so strange that I was so dead set on having a boy. I think really I just wanted to give my parents their first grandson. So glad that didn't happen. I love having a girl! And secretly I don't mind all the pink.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

1,2,3,4,5,6!

After a wonderful "date" with my husband eating our fav ice cream (Ben & Jerry's Coffee Heath Bar Crunch) in bed and catching up on Breaking Bad, I had the pure pleasure of sleeping on my stomach (or any darn position I felt like) without a tiny infant squirming around and snorting right next to me.

I credit my sister, Bonnie with our latest baby success... six hours in between "meals" and roughly five to six hours of...

beautiful sleep!!!

During our mini date Bonnie had been in charge of the lil' miss. She rocked her to sleep and then after a tight swaddle, laid her down in the over-sized chair where she could keep an eye on her. The plan was that when Katy Jo cried, Bonnie would bring her to us. However this never happened.

Bo and I both woke up close to 01:30 and could not believe that Katy Jo was not crying. In my head I was counting the hours of sleep over and over- 1,2,3,4,5,..6 hours! I thought for sure she was sick or something was dreadfully wrong. Yet, she was completely zonked. Yipee! Bo actually woke her up so I could feed her. I think I was so thrilled that I had trouble falling back asleep.

Looking forward to see how long our lil' bit sleeps tonight.