So this bumbo...

What an invention! It looks so supportive, with it's little bucket seat and high back rest. Her legs, her tush, and even her back fit ever so neatly into their appropriate little grooves. And it doesn't hurt that Lily looks too darn cute sitting in it. Like my little grown up baby, sitting like a big girl. :) See for yourself!

Oh Sophie

I've heard so much hype about this plastic giraffe teether thing they call "Sophie". Of course, hearing all the mom's praises I had to buy Lily one, just in case it really was "the best thing since sliced bread." I won't go as far as to say it's miraculous, but Lily sure does love her giraffe! She's been chewing on those precious little hands of hers for a few weeks now, so we decided it was time to break out the teethers. She's only interested in one though. Here's the proof... and some other pictures I just had to post. ;)

2 month shots. My poor, poor baby.

I keep having to remind myself that these vaccinations are a good thing, that it's imperative for her health that she gets them. Otherwise, I would pack up my husband and dogs and we would all run far, far away from the devil doctors with those horrid needles. I can honestly say there is NOTHING worse than seeing your child in pain. The emotional hurt is one so deep it leaves you breathless.

Needless to say, our baby girl is a trooper. Sure, she screamed bloody murder, but who wouldn't after being stuck three times in the legs. She's now sporting her first bandaids. She's had her first taste of cherry tylenol. Seeing that she's been through a stomach virus and she's still fighting a cold thats been lingering for over a week now, I see her as a strong little (well, big) girl. She's a lot tougher than mommy and daddy, that's for sure. Smiling through it all. That's my girl. :)

The damage :(

After a long, hard day, all she wanted was to cuddle. :)

2 months!

Our little tiny newborn is turning into a chunky, ever so lovable, big baby. :) 2 months old already! My gosh... time is flying by. She's becoming so much more interactive with us and her surroundings. I grow more & more in love with her by the minute... how could you not?!

Here are a few new developments since her 1 month post:

• Started daycare last Wednesday. Absolutely one of the hardest days of my life... she could have cared less. She smiled at the teachers the minute she set eyes on them. My little social butterfly.
• Cooing has become a constant. She smiles and coos all day long! She "talks" to her daddy and me, the trees, the ceiling fans, the dogs, whatever is in her eyesight at the moment she tries to carry on a conversation with. It's adorable. :)
• She's eating 4 oz. at each feeding now. My little chunker! She eats around every 2 - 3 hours during the day. In the afternoons she cluster feeds, so she eats less but more often, around every 30 minutes to 1 hour.
• Sleeping is getting better by the day! Her bedtime is 9 - 9:30, and she usually wakes only once anywhere from 1 - 3 to eat, then she's up with me at 5:45.
• She's still napping 2-3 times a day. I think daycare wears her out! She only takes one (usually short) nap while she's there so by the time she gets home she is beat!
• Still not a fan of tummy time. She'll tolerate it for no more than 10 minutes at a time. We're working our way up though!
• She can roll from her back to her side (completely) but not all the way over yet. I'm sure it will be any day now!
• She's in 0-3 month clothes, and some 3-6! That's because she's so long. She doesn't fit in almost any of the 0-3 month full body outfits because of her long legs. :) Her feet and half of her legs stick out of the 0-3 sleep gowns.
• Poor baby was sick for the first time last weekend. She was throwing up... but smiling the entire time! Then Monday she came down with a head cold. Damn daycare germs.
• Our little porker weighed in at 11lb. 10oz. and 23 in. long on Monday. She's all rolls!

She's growing up so fast. I'm trying so hard to inhale and absorb it all while I can... She won't be this little for long! ::insert bittersweet cry::

First day back

So yesterday was the day I've been dreading for almost 8 weeks. 8 very short weeks. My first day back at work, and Lily's first day at daycare. She hasn't been anywhere without me for more than 2 hours, and especially not with someone besides family. Needless to say, I was a mess. I cried every day last week and almost every day the week before. I cried myself to sleep Tuesday night, cried the whole way to daycare, and was hysterical on the way to work.

She did fine. She was sleepy when we got there, but content. She gave me a big smile when I kissed her goodbye and didn't seem to mind the strange surroundings one bit. She didn't sleep too well yesterday, I'm assuming because all the noise and crying, but seemed happy as can be when I picked her up. If there was any way to make ends meet with only one income, I'd be the happiest person in the world. It's just not feasible right now.

I hear this gets easier as time goes on. I sure hope so...

Okay Jillian.. I'm on board.

The day I went into labor I weighed a whopping 46 lbs heavier than I did before I got pregnant. I've lost all but 9 lbs of that, but those 9 lbs are trying there best to hang around. It may not seem like a lot to lose, but it's distributed SO differently now. I can't fit in any of my pants and my shirts look.. well... just weird on me now.

So yesterday I broke out fat's worst enemy... the 30 Day Shred. ::insert evil laugh::

It royally kicked my ass. And I loved it.

I'm not so much worried about the scale number, but I've made it my goal to tone up and try my best to lose "the pooch". Every mother knows exactly what I mean. The unrecognizable section of your lower stomach that just didn't get the memo to GO BACK TO NORMAL like the rest of the group.

I'll keep you all updated on my success, or... um... failure, periodically. Lets see if all the fuss about Ms. Hardcore Jillian Michaels is true.

Lily's new best friend

This is Monkey, one of our "babies" before the baby...

looks like Lily's got a new snuggle buddy. :)