Dear Lulu,
Here we are, you and me. Back at square one. Dad's gone again :( I'm glad you can't understand how hard it is. This last year has been so difficult for me, starting with spending almost my entire pregnancy alone to now being alone with you and 8 dogs and a house. And it's already spring temperatures so I'm thinking SO much about doing stuff in the yard but there's just no chance it will happen.
Anyways, I wanted you to know that your Dad is my best friend. I love him so much that I hope that you even love the man you marry 1/2 as much. Of course he's not perfect, he drops socks like deer drop poops, he eats way too much junk food, he swears like a sailor, and in general makes more than his share of mistakes.
But he's an amazing guy, and an amazing dad. He will do everything in his power to make sure we're safe. He'll do things like drive 1500 km to a non-existent job in the hopes he'll find something to provide for us. He'll cook dinner every single day....until we run out of dishes (haha). There are just so many small things I can't even write about. How he looks at you just makes me break down. How he plays with you and gives you kisses.
I mean. He's a manly man. GRRRRRRRRRUFF!
<3 you always! Ma
(I'm going to go cry now!)
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Wow
Dear Lucy,
Time goes so fast when your Dad is home!!! I've hardly had a chance to update this thing. Weirdest part is that it's not like we're accomplishing much...just spending time together while he's here :D
The only reason I have a chance now is because I got up before you both, and I'm sitting here listening to you guys chit chat in bed. I'm going to miss the incessant ramblings when he's gone. Both yours and his.
Well,
it's a short one today. I may or may not bring you swimming today. Depends how much lazier I get. We've been sick for 3 days....I'm soooo over it.
Hope to God this will pass soon!
<3 Ma
Time goes so fast when your Dad is home!!! I've hardly had a chance to update this thing. Weirdest part is that it's not like we're accomplishing much...just spending time together while he's here :D
The only reason I have a chance now is because I got up before you both, and I'm sitting here listening to you guys chit chat in bed. I'm going to miss the incessant ramblings when he's gone. Both yours and his.
Well,
it's a short one today. I may or may not bring you swimming today. Depends how much lazier I get. We've been sick for 3 days....I'm soooo over it.
Hope to God this will pass soon!
<3 Ma
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Goodnight muh dahrlin'
Dear Lu,
I'm just wondering how long it's going to take before it's EASY to get you to sleep by yourself. Right now it's a total eggshell situation.
Step 1: Lay you down EVER........SO..........GENTLY. DO NOT LET GO!
Step 2: Slowly, and I do mean slowly, edge my hands around your body...do not let go.
Step 3: With free hand, move the hand of yours that is still holding onto me.
Step 4: Slowly release hand that is still holding.
Step 5: SLOWLY lift body off of the mattress as though I'm hooked up to some pulley system.
Step 6: Point emphatically at the dogs. Then point at the door. Shake finger repeatedly. Assume they understand you mean get the hell out of the room.
Step 7: Tiptoe at slug speed paying special attention to not step in the spots where the hardwood creaks.
Once I'm out of the room it doesn't seem to matter too much how much noise is made. But until I get outside that door, my heart is just pounding.
I especially enjoy it when I FINALLY get to step 7, and you all of a sudden realize that pillow laying over your body is not an arm.
You have the puniest, whine-cry.
And yet I still refuse to read babywise. Must have something to do with being a sucker.
<3 you always
Ma
I'm just wondering how long it's going to take before it's EASY to get you to sleep by yourself. Right now it's a total eggshell situation.
Step 1: Lay you down EVER........SO..........GENTLY. DO NOT LET GO!
Step 2: Slowly, and I do mean slowly, edge my hands around your body...do not let go.
Step 3: With free hand, move the hand of yours that is still holding onto me.
Step 4: Slowly release hand that is still holding.
Step 5: SLOWLY lift body off of the mattress as though I'm hooked up to some pulley system.
Step 6: Point emphatically at the dogs. Then point at the door. Shake finger repeatedly. Assume they understand you mean get the hell out of the room.
Step 7: Tiptoe at slug speed paying special attention to not step in the spots where the hardwood creaks.
Once I'm out of the room it doesn't seem to matter too much how much noise is made. But until I get outside that door, my heart is just pounding.
I especially enjoy it when I FINALLY get to step 7, and you all of a sudden realize that pillow laying over your body is not an arm.
You have the puniest, whine-cry.
And yet I still refuse to read babywise. Must have something to do with being a sucker.
<3 you always
Ma
Monday, January 18, 2010
Wow
Dear Lucy
So I was sitting here on the computer playing with you in my lap when it finally smacked me in the face. You DO look different! I guess when you're with someone 24/7 you really don't notice how quickly things change, but you're becoming a little person! You don't seem even 1/2 as fragile as you did before. Your head is HUMONGOUS. You smile like crazy, have some REAL HAIR! Not just that wispy baby crap. It was almost overwhelming. Everyone always says to treasure the time that your baby is small, that it goes so fast. And it does!
But I'm glad it's over. I like you much more how you are now. I'll leave the boring babies for the sentimental mom-types.
Can't wait til you can punch the dog.....GROW FASTER!
Love ma
So I was sitting here on the computer playing with you in my lap when it finally smacked me in the face. You DO look different! I guess when you're with someone 24/7 you really don't notice how quickly things change, but you're becoming a little person! You don't seem even 1/2 as fragile as you did before. Your head is HUMONGOUS. You smile like crazy, have some REAL HAIR! Not just that wispy baby crap. It was almost overwhelming. Everyone always says to treasure the time that your baby is small, that it goes so fast. And it does!
But I'm glad it's over. I like you much more how you are now. I'll leave the boring babies for the sentimental mom-types.
Can't wait til you can punch the dog.....GROW FASTER!
Love ma
Ahhhhhhhhh.........
Dear Lulu,
Phil was write when he said it was good to write more than one a day for when the time came that I didn't want to write. Unfortunately, it's not that I didn't want to write, it's that I didn't really have time! It's a lot harder when Dad is home because he gets flusterated if I'm on the computer more than him ;)
You have definitely hopped on the food wagon now. Usually I just give you pieces of veggies to gnaw on and you seem to enjoy that. Cucumber, carrot, peas, etc. You're happy with it all. We haven't spoon fed you in awhile, but I think that comes from being lazy :) That and I really don't want you to stop breastfeeding :/
The weather has been intense the last week. Lots of wind and rain. Our kitchen ceiling has been leaking. One more thing to pay for! And Dad doesn't want to rent....pffft. I'd rather have no equity and be able to just phone someone up to fix stuff for me. Owning a house rather sucks, to be honest. I wish we could just pick up and go wherever we wanted whenever we wanted! Who invented this world where the "dream" is to have 1.8 kids, own a big colonial house, have huge retirement savings, stainless steel appliances, a bmw (in addition to the family van...for your 1.8 kids and their 1.8 friends), go to yoga classes 3 days a week, and tai chi the other 4...
It all sounds so standard now. Irrelevant. There's this internal vice telling me to start packing all my goods away for you when you're older. Don't be surprised if there isn't. Unless Dad gets a reallllly good job in the next little while, it's unlikely that there will be anything extra for anybody in the future :D
I guess there's lots of time to worry about that now. I'm actually not worried about your schooling. I just don't want to own a house anymore. Stupid money pit......
<3 mom.
Phil was write when he said it was good to write more than one a day for when the time came that I didn't want to write. Unfortunately, it's not that I didn't want to write, it's that I didn't really have time! It's a lot harder when Dad is home because he gets flusterated if I'm on the computer more than him ;)
You have definitely hopped on the food wagon now. Usually I just give you pieces of veggies to gnaw on and you seem to enjoy that. Cucumber, carrot, peas, etc. You're happy with it all. We haven't spoon fed you in awhile, but I think that comes from being lazy :) That and I really don't want you to stop breastfeeding :/
The weather has been intense the last week. Lots of wind and rain. Our kitchen ceiling has been leaking. One more thing to pay for! And Dad doesn't want to rent....pffft. I'd rather have no equity and be able to just phone someone up to fix stuff for me. Owning a house rather sucks, to be honest. I wish we could just pick up and go wherever we wanted whenever we wanted! Who invented this world where the "dream" is to have 1.8 kids, own a big colonial house, have huge retirement savings, stainless steel appliances, a bmw (in addition to the family van...for your 1.8 kids and their 1.8 friends), go to yoga classes 3 days a week, and tai chi the other 4...
It all sounds so standard now. Irrelevant. There's this internal vice telling me to start packing all my goods away for you when you're older. Don't be surprised if there isn't. Unless Dad gets a reallllly good job in the next little while, it's unlikely that there will be anything extra for anybody in the future :D
I guess there's lots of time to worry about that now. I'm actually not worried about your schooling. I just don't want to own a house anymore. Stupid money pit......
<3 mom.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Here I go again on my own! doo doo dooo dooo
DOWN THE ONLY ROAD I'VE EVERY KNOWN! LIKE A DRIFTER I WAS BORN TO WALK ALONEEEEEEE
but I made up my mind...
I aint wastin' no more time!!!!!!!!
Dear Lucy,
You have heard me sing you that song wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy more than any human ever should. But that's ok. Because you have no choice but to listen. And you're the only who does :)
So you gave me a little scare today. ARMY CRAWL! Please be a fluke...I can't bear to have to deal with it now lol. A crawling little baby would definitely be the last nail in the coffin for me. I haven't even cleaned my house totally yet, nevermind baby proofed. But you're already heaving up on your knees and revving up your little engine.
You are putting fear into my heart.
To top it all off, you've been teething badly. Meaning you SCREAM like a banshee for no apparent reason. And it would seem that the only thing that helps is distracting you. Orajel didn't work, gripe water, chewing on stuff. Of course not. The only thing that will make you forget your swollen little gums is watching mom hop around on one foot in a hula skirt with 6 teddy bears while making a stupid face. I'm happy to oblige.
I let you eat oatmeal today. I didn't even check if I was "allowed" to or not. I just did it...because..."F" the "systems". I'm so sick of looking up when to do things and when not to do things. What did people do before the internet? If it was anything like now, they certainly didn't ask their doctors. Getting a hold of my doctor is impossible. Don't see how that would help.....
Anyways. I pumped a little bit yesterday and so I put some milk into the oatmeal and mixed er up. Put it in a bowl and gave you a spoon and let you go for it. Don't know how much made it into your mouth, but you had fun. I'll put up a picture. Maybe we'll do oatmeal again tomorrow and I think our next food will be lentils. I'm really trying to avoid pablum and other cereals. If the first thing I ate was that nasty mush I'd starvation strike. "Teach your child to love food by starting with bland sewage water"
I see the logic.
Anyways. I LOVEEEEEEEEE Lentils. So thats next. Then squash. Maybe pumpkin...mmmmmmmm pumpkin.
Maybe I will enjoy this feeding part. I certainly enjoy the eating part.
Dad's getting ready to leave soon. Before Monday I think. Interesting to see for how long this time. I hope he finds something. He deserves it for all the hard work he's been putting into it. Everything will work out :D
We keep pretty busy. We now have things on Sunday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. Saturday and Monday to work around the house. Except city hall meetings on Monday nights.... Oh, and a girls night on one of the saturdays....
WE'RE GOING TO HAVE SO MUCH FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! bahahahhahahaha...maybe ;)
Love you so much SO SO SO SO SO much and forever and ever.
Ma
but I made up my mind...
I aint wastin' no more time!!!!!!!!
Dear Lucy,
You have heard me sing you that song wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy more than any human ever should. But that's ok. Because you have no choice but to listen. And you're the only who does :)
So you gave me a little scare today. ARMY CRAWL! Please be a fluke...I can't bear to have to deal with it now lol. A crawling little baby would definitely be the last nail in the coffin for me. I haven't even cleaned my house totally yet, nevermind baby proofed. But you're already heaving up on your knees and revving up your little engine.
You are putting fear into my heart.
To top it all off, you've been teething badly. Meaning you SCREAM like a banshee for no apparent reason. And it would seem that the only thing that helps is distracting you. Orajel didn't work, gripe water, chewing on stuff. Of course not. The only thing that will make you forget your swollen little gums is watching mom hop around on one foot in a hula skirt with 6 teddy bears while making a stupid face. I'm happy to oblige.
I let you eat oatmeal today. I didn't even check if I was "allowed" to or not. I just did it...because..."F" the "systems". I'm so sick of looking up when to do things and when not to do things. What did people do before the internet? If it was anything like now, they certainly didn't ask their doctors. Getting a hold of my doctor is impossible. Don't see how that would help.....
Anyways. I pumped a little bit yesterday and so I put some milk into the oatmeal and mixed er up. Put it in a bowl and gave you a spoon and let you go for it. Don't know how much made it into your mouth, but you had fun. I'll put up a picture. Maybe we'll do oatmeal again tomorrow and I think our next food will be lentils. I'm really trying to avoid pablum and other cereals. If the first thing I ate was that nasty mush I'd starvation strike. "Teach your child to love food by starting with bland sewage water"
I see the logic.
Anyways. I LOVEEEEEEEEE Lentils. So thats next. Then squash. Maybe pumpkin...mmmmmmmm pumpkin.
Maybe I will enjoy this feeding part. I certainly enjoy the eating part.
Dad's getting ready to leave soon. Before Monday I think. Interesting to see for how long this time. I hope he finds something. He deserves it for all the hard work he's been putting into it. Everything will work out :D
We keep pretty busy. We now have things on Sunday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. Saturday and Monday to work around the house. Except city hall meetings on Monday nights.... Oh, and a girls night on one of the saturdays....
WE'RE GOING TO HAVE SO MUCH FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! bahahahhahahaha...maybe ;)
Love you so much SO SO SO SO SO much and forever and ever.
Ma
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Time flies!
Dear Lulu,
I didn't even realize that I hadn't written in 2 days! I just haven't been on the ball since Dad came home. Seems like everything piles up and then we have to take care of it all at once.
Today at baby group I noticed something peculiar. You made a very admirable attempt at crawling!?!?! I REALLY hope that this isn't something you surprise me with in the next couple weeks. Particularly not if it happens after Dad leaves again. I get the feeling you were watching little Ryder zoom around on Sunday night and took a few mental notes. This is one milestone I'm not looking forward to.
Yesterday, we caved in to another milestone. One I've been vocally avoiding. We fed you solids. Like full out sat you down and spoon fed you (as opposed to me just letting you monkey around with goopy foods. Something about a baby with goopy food everywhere just tickles my funny bone). You had sweet potato again. You HATED it when I let you play with it. But this time it was mushed up REAL good and you gobbled it up. So we let you have a little more today. Guess we'll just progress from here. It had to happen.
Tina just might be delighted to know that I took her advice and let you munch on a bone. That's right...I gave my daughter a bone to chew on. Like she's one of the dog pack.
This didn't seem so strange until I realized that we talk to you in puppy commands. "Lulu, give. Give the spoon, Lulu. Giiiiivvveeeee.......GOOD GIRL!"
"SIT!"
<3 ma
I didn't even realize that I hadn't written in 2 days! I just haven't been on the ball since Dad came home. Seems like everything piles up and then we have to take care of it all at once.
Today at baby group I noticed something peculiar. You made a very admirable attempt at crawling!?!?! I REALLY hope that this isn't something you surprise me with in the next couple weeks. Particularly not if it happens after Dad leaves again. I get the feeling you were watching little Ryder zoom around on Sunday night and took a few mental notes. This is one milestone I'm not looking forward to.
Yesterday, we caved in to another milestone. One I've been vocally avoiding. We fed you solids. Like full out sat you down and spoon fed you (as opposed to me just letting you monkey around with goopy foods. Something about a baby with goopy food everywhere just tickles my funny bone). You had sweet potato again. You HATED it when I let you play with it. But this time it was mushed up REAL good and you gobbled it up. So we let you have a little more today. Guess we'll just progress from here. It had to happen.
Tina just might be delighted to know that I took her advice and let you munch on a bone. That's right...I gave my daughter a bone to chew on. Like she's one of the dog pack.
This didn't seem so strange until I realized that we talk to you in puppy commands. "Lulu, give. Give the spoon, Lulu. Giiiiivvveeeee.......GOOD GIRL!"
"SIT!"
<3 ma
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