Beth

May 182012
 

A few weeks ago, I thought Ada was mobile.  But she wasn’t.  Even though she could roll across the room in any direction at top speed, she wasn’t reeeeeally mobile. 

She is seconds away from crawling.  She only seems interested in crawling when there are electrical cords in her line of vision.

But her car is mobile.  Mostly just backwards, but it’s mobile.

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May 152012
 

On Thursday, the baby was sick.  It wasn’t anything horrible or particularly scary, just sick enough to keep her home, just sick enough to feel bad for her, just sick enough that her cries were a little on the pathetic side.

Just sick enough that I longed for comfort food.

I don’t know what it is that changed in my brain when I had Ada, but when she is sick, or I’ve had a hard day with her, I crave hot dish and casserole and things I don’t normally eat – the food of my rural/midwestern childhood.  Where I would normally immediately discard a recipe that features any sort of canned soup, it becomes a burning need.  This isn’t even my comfort food when I am sick myself.  Takeout Chinese cures my colds. Continue reading »

 

We are feeling better, thanks for the concern, internet!  Ada woke up yesterday with a nasty cough, and since I tend to be craaaaaazy cautious about her wee little preemie lungs, I kept her home and quiet and catching up on sleep.  By 2 pm, she was back to her normal wild happy little self, and I was sick.  Today she is at 100% and I’m at 50%.  I’ll take it.

Today is her last day at the big daycare center.  I’m so excited to get back to the regular schedule and her regular provider on Monday.  Ada will have a new baby pal and I will be able to get back to the gym every morning again (and be serious about it.  I wrote it on the internet, therefore it will happen.) Continue reading »

 
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1.  The gift Ada “made” for me at daycare.

2.  Mother’s Day wishes from people who aren’t my kid.  Man, that’s awesome.

3.  A weekend with nothing on the schedule except cuddling that little turkey.

You are hereby challenged to find the joy in small things, because life is short and love is large . . . Grace in Small Things

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