Tuesday, April 21, 2009

To which I responded both times with a simple, Ugh.

Real life convos from last night:

Me: Did you see these invitations for Anna's Baptism?
Nate: Uh huh.
Me: Do you think they're cute? Do you like the yellow?
Nate: Yeah. I told you yesterday that I liked them.
Me: Hmmm. Really? That's funny. Because I just bought them today.
Nate: Oh.

Me (Sunday night): I'm putting the popcorn from Renee's wedding in the same box with the low-fat popcorn. Just letting you know for when you want it.
Nate: Okay.

Nate (Monday night): I'm hungry. What do we have to eat?
Me: Not much. Oh. You can have some of that popcorn from Renee's wedding.
Nate: Good idea! (searching...searching...)
Nate: Where is it?
Me: I'm not telling you.

A friend recommended a book titled, "Listening is an Act of Love". Popcorn and invites aren't really a big deal. But, I am hereby stating on my little blog, so I have witnesses, that I want a Chi hair straightener for Mother's Day. This way I can write my own book titled,"Listening is Overrated. Gifting Expensive Hair Products is the True Act of Love".

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Happy Easter! (five days late)

Yeah, so I should have posted this last Sunday, but to be honest, I was super busy in the afternoon sleeping off Steve's Rib after Mass. My family actually celebrated Easter a day early. We're cool like that. Or just really busy. Take your pick.

Some pics from what I refer to as Easter 2009 (aka Aunt Jane weekend):

The fam at Ole's.
Nothin' says "No Meat Good Friday" like a little queso and a sopapilla.
Fine! A sopapilla AND a HALF. Whatever.

Gimme some cousin love.

Anna should have a onesie that says,
"My Aunt Jane just THINKS she loves me more than I love her."

Anna and her Aunt Pam and soon to be Godmother.
THE NANA. 'Nuff Said.

Apparently, we all thought it was a good idea to take all of our pictures in the same two spots.

"I may be a Daddy's girl, but my Mommy can make me smile too."
Seriously, y'all. That is one cute baby, no?

Anna and her Easter loot from the Grand-rents and Ze Bunnee.
Emily, we too went the book route.

I'm sure there's a good reason why I have no pictures of Miss Anna Jane in her Easter dress by herself, despite having worn it for half a day on two different days. I'm thinking it may have to do with the aforementioned nap. Oh, well. I'm sure homegirl has a lot of Easter dresses to come.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

My Anna Jane is 3 months old!

Whomever would like to pinch me to wake me up from this deep dream I'm in may do so now because I know that I must be fast asleep in my hospital bed and still drowsy from the pain meds after just introducing my little (okay, okay, not so little. whatev.) bean to the world. There is no possible way that it could actually be three months ago that I first laid eyes on the chubby cheeks that would forever make all other problems, to-dos, and minute details no longer seem important.

My little girl is 3 months old today. I can't seem to figure out why this particular milestone is any different than the last two months in which I've reflected on the same thought; my baby is growing up. But, for some reason, this month is harder than the rest. Maybe it's because she's started going to school. Or because her legs just barely fit into the swing without hanging over. Or maybe because it seems silly to still tell the grocery store inquirers her age in weeks versus months. For whatever reason, though, it seems to be harder and harder to accept that Ms. Anna is growing like a weed.

Although heartbreaking sometimes, there are a lot of super fun things that come with age. Anna is awake more than she sleeps now; which leaves lots of time for talking, singing, smiling and most recently, kicking. Geez! The kicking! It's funny to see her reaction to things she's starting to notice around her like wall art in her room, familiar faces, and her feet with funky socks on them. It never gets old to reap the split second reward of a smile/sigh after long performances in a high pitched baby voice accompanied by exaggerated facial expressions. Oh the joys still to come...

Here are a couple of Anna's 3-month stats and, of course, MORE PICTURES from the past month!! Most of this is probably really really boring, but I like that it's here for me to look back on:

Formula: 5 oz (although she just started 6oz yesterday)

Nakey-time on the changing table (it's seriously funny ya'll)
Watching TV (Dancing With The Stars and basketball)
Sucking on her paci ( then spitting it out, getting it put back in, spitting it out, back in...)
Rolling from her back to her side
Sitting up instead of being held
Daddy-time (totally not fair!)

Having to focus during meal-time (Helll-Lo!! Can you please stop looking around and giggling! You're getting formula everywhere!)
Having to eat before school.
Having her hair washed.
The dreaded cotton ball-eye-cleaning every morning.
The dreaded hair bow bigger than her head (Get over it, girl!)

Favorite Song: If You're Happy and You Know It
A Few Other Milestones:
Sitting in the Bumbo
Sleeping through the night from 10pm to 6am
Just moved up to size 2 nipples and diapers

A video probably interesting to only Nana and me.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

This Makes Stainless Steel Look Goooood

Today marks the two week mark of Anna Jane's first days at daycare and my first days back to work. Last week seemed to breeze by with a million emails to go through, projects to get underway and work buddies to catch up with. This week, however, has left me a little less gung-ho to jump back into the workforce and a little more wanting to jump into the bed to snuggle with my little one.

I must be honest that I have a whole new respect for stay at home moms. Six weeks ago I couldn't wait to head back into work and get a break from my whole world revolving around bottles & diapers and diapers & bottles. It was exhausting, frustrating, and exceptionally more lonely than I had ever expected. This week though, I'm missing my baby girl during the day. I want to know what she's doing; if she's smiling; if she's babbling on the changing table. I want to watch her giggle at something on the wall and I want to hear her little sighs after a bottle and the cute one after every sneeze. Thus, I also have a new respect for working moms too. It's hard to trust the most important thing in the whole world to you to someone else from 7:30 to 5:30. But, I'm most positive that it will get easier every day and for our family situation, the benefits definitely outweigh the drawbacks.

I absolutely LOVE the daycare we chose and couldn't be more pleased with Anna's teachers and how much she has developed in the short time she's been there. I appreciate their advice for a novice mom and I love that she's sleeping through the night (knock on wood) after a busy day with her new play-friends. And just when I needed the encouragement the most that I made the right decision, I got to bring something special home; Anna's first arts and craft project. Tell me I'm not the only one who calmly made it to the car and then cried/smiled/cried when they first had that special paper to proudly display on the fridge from their little artist.

Let the frivolous flaunting of my daughter's talents begin:

Yes! Those long, skinny yellow ducks are actually Anna's feet. Cutest little chicks I've ever seen!

Thursday, April 2, 2009

My Life As A Barenaked Lady

I saw this tag on a blog friend/IRL friend only during events for this Chick's blog and it says that if I was reading it, I had to do it. While I don't really care about being tagged via reading, I'm fully aware that I haven't actually written anything on my blog other than picture descriptions since the day Anna was born. So I thought this would be fun. (This can also be read: Elizabeth has now returned to work and thus has plenty of time to do worthless things like update people on my every thought and activity because GOOD GAWD THAT BABY was just getting in the way.)

Using only song titles from ONE artist, cleverly answer these questions:

(I will use only titles from my favorite band, the Barenaked Ladies. Some of them may have two answers because it's just to funny not to.)

1. Are you a male or female: "I'll Be That Girl"

2. Describe yourself: I'm pretty "Down To Earth".

3. How do you feel about yourself: I'm kind of a "Celebrity" in my own mind.

4. Describe your ex boyfriend/girlfriend: "I Live With It Every Day" (I have no exes. I married my first BF.)

5. Describe your current boy/girl situation: "What a Good Boy" or "Lovers In A Dangerous Time" and during golf season, "Have You Seen My Love?"

6. Describe your current location: It's all "Fun and Games" at work and then I'll be "In The Car" with the "Baby Seat."

7. Describe where you want to be: "If I Had A Million Dollars" I'd want to go "Shopping" for "One Week" and come home with a bunch of "Shoebox"es.

8. Your favorite color is: "Running out of Ink" but it's still "Beautiful".

9. You know: how it is in my WW meeting when my "Stomach vs. Heart".

10. What’s the weather like: Eh, "It's All Been Done" .

11. If your life was a television show what would it be called: "Who Needs Sleep"

12. What is life to you: "Life, In a Nutshell" for me is kind of like "When You Dream" and you wake up saying, "Pinch Me"!! Very "Serendipity"-like.

13. What is the best advice you have to give: Depends on my mood. "Rule the World With Love" if I'm in a good mood or "Why Say Anything Nice?" if I'm grumpy.

14. If you could change your name what would you change it to: "Jane" or "Maybe Katie" or I could be risky and try to"Be My Yoko Ono" .

Well, "Thanks, That Was Fun." I'm going to let everyone "Off The Hook" and not tag anyone. But feel free to do the "Same Thing" on your blog. It's "Easy!!" And don't "Blame It On Me" if you start going "Crazy" with the titles and all of the other items on your To-do list go "Unfinished."

Ok. Ok. "Trust Me." "This Is Where It Ends"!!!

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Little Anna Foo Foo...

It's not the cutest bunny in the world, but it was free!