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I thought I would share my day with the internuts.

I think I will backtrack a bit to add that Friday night was spent in a battle of wits.  Vince and I vs. Christmas tree lights.  They nearly kicked our ass.  We ended up tossing the majority of our cumulative collection in the garbage.  And that was the most enjoyable part of the whole experience.  Well, not really, I suppose I really did enjoy making up mean songs about Christmas lights to the tune of several Christmas songs.  But I would enjoy that sort of thing.

Now, moving on to the Saturday festivities…

I awoke to the invite for breakfast and to laundry. This starts out pretty exciting, eh?  Then on to breakfast at IHOP, which was yummy delicious, where my child proceeded to act spastic near the end of our excursion.  She took a power nap of 20 minutes on the way home and then proceeded to be all bouncy, so we decided to pack her lunch and torture ourselves at the mall.  We managed to kill two birds with one stone:  1) we got Kira’s picture taken with Santa for the first time ever and 2) we did her first ever Build-a-Bear because I had a coupon (I lurves me some coupon savings!!).

The mall traffic sucked ASS!  The insane traffic, the crowded stores and just the simple fact that it is a mall is why I try to avoid ever going there.  I know, I know…I am not a girl, well at least not in the sterotypical “liking to shop” sort of way.  Trust me, my husband can and HAS out-shopped me by a long shot.

We lost Vince at a cool pub decor store and went to BAB.  Kira immediately grabbed FOUR unstuffed animals, a polar bear, a kitteh, and 2 different teddy bears and latched onto them like a leech.  We waited for Vince and waited and waited until I realized I didn’t have my cell phone.  So, I pried the unstuffed animals from Kira’s firm grip and went looking for him…no such luck, so we headed back and called his mobile from the BAB store phone.  No answer, gah!

He finally strolls in and we get Kira a polar bear.  She did quite well for such a tiny girl, she even pressed the pedal all by herself to blow the stuffing in.  She kept her death-grip on her polar bear until I fed her in line for Santa.

Ah, the first Santa experience…I walk her up to him and she starts screaming and crying.  Most likely to the horror of most of the other parents waiting in line, I hand her over to this Santa stranger, step back and tell the lady to take the picture tears, smiles or whatever we get…I WANT THIS PICTURE!  So, we got pictures with Santa and the lady did manage to distract her enough to get the “what, are you nuts?!?” glare from my kid.  I love it!  Then they stuck it to us for $20 for 2 5 x 7′s.  That is crazy shit.  I assure you next year we will try another approach, like the Breakfast with Santa event or something.  It couldn’t possibly be worse than the effing mall.

At this point Kira was wiped out, as were we.  We came home and she napped for all of an hour, maybe.  We ate dinner and then I got peed on a little.  And then I knelt in the pee.  Hmm…I think that will be all for today!

Tomorrow we shall have our first family portrait done, dinner with family and then I shall hopefully get a good night sleep before I proceed with intentionally making my child ill by giving her milk to drink.  Doctors are so sadistic…

Oh, I almost forgot to mention that on the way to breakfast I threw Kira’s sippy cup of apple-banana juice into my purse and upon arrival discovered that the lid wasn’t secure and about half the sippy cup emptied into my purse!  This was quite funny until I realized this evening that my MP3 player was in there…YIKES!  I am just hoping that it isn’t f.u.b.a.r.

All in all, it was a crazy day and I had a great time!!!

Dec
3
Dry Run

I was all psyched up to take Kira out in her first snow but alas, there is no snow!

That didn’t stop us from dressing the part.  She liked the hat, obviously, but I couldn’t keep the mittens on her!

snow bunny

Today was Kira’s 1st Birthday party.  It was such a great success.  Family and friends visiting, cupcakes (both allergy-free and regular!), Kira playing outside with other kids and seeing her surrounded by love.  She was also fairly responsive to her gifts, which everyone so generously brought for her.  She didn’t have much interest in opening her gifts, but she sure did enjoy them once they were opened. She grabbed an Elmo and ran, grabbed a baby and hugged her, and danced to a musical puppy.

As much as this is a celebration of Kira’s first year of life, it is also more than that.  It is a celebration of being a family for a year, for Kira’s amazing growth physically and mentally this past year, for all of us surviving each other for a year.  It really has been an amazing year.  Trying and difficult, wonderful and joyful, endearing and educational.  I have grown as much, possibly more, as Kira has this past year but in a different way.

I am a better person.  More aware of others, of myself, more patient and I have an entirely different perspective on love than ever before.

I have Kira, my love, to thank for all that.  I thank her for this most wonderful year and for her most wonderful self.

Happy 1st Birthday Party, Kira Barie!!

I should preface this by saying that this was already poop #3 of the day and it wasn’t yet one o’clock in the afternoon…

I began by placing my child on the floor in front of me to change a stinky poopy diaper but she was more interested in being free like the wind, which makes keeping her still and on her back a difficult task.  She wiggled to break free of me while I reasoned with a 10 month old to stick around long enough to get a new diaper on…yeah, fat chance of that working.  As I explained to her the importance of having patience  (ironic, since I have none myself) and how she can make time to allow a quick diaper change (I mean, I kinda make her schedule so there’s no getting around the fact that she has the time!), she chewed on the face of a monkey, occasionally attempting to make a break for it.

Okay, poopy diaper off, butt clean, and new diaper on, sparing no time to safely roll the poop into the dirty diaper in hope of that being enough seconds spared to get the new diaper securely fastened.

As I fasten the last tab, Kira, in one swift motion, rolls over into a downward dog and springs up onto her feet and takes a step over my legs to escape.

No problem…

Except now that I am reaching for the poopy diaper to roll it up and discard it, I realize the poop is missing.

Yes, I said the poop is MISSING!

I look at Kira and exclaim, “THE POOP IS MISSING!” in a humorously alarmed tone.  She looks back at me curiously as I, on hands and knees, look all over the living room and even UNDER the sofa for a turd.  I mean, really, how difficult can it be to find a TURD in the LIVING ROOM?!?  I am uncertain where else to look and I have not yet located said turd, so again I look to Kira and say with an underlying tone of both defeat and laughter, “I don’t know where the poop is. Do you see the stinky poopy?”.

This is the point of the story in which my 10 month old child, who has a very timely, witty and slightly “off” sense of humor already, looks right at me and raises her right leg straight out in front of her exposing the bottom of her foot where there is an infant shoe size 2 turd.

Ah, now the case of the missing poop has been solved…I may now move on to less stinky things.

Today is my 3rd wedding anniversary.  We both forgot about it, as you may have read at cybrpunk.com.

Happy Anniversary!  We can celebrate in a week or so when I get back from Chicago…assuming I survive the remainder of the week with 7 kids!

Yeah, I said 7.

There is one 8 month old, two 3 year olds, one 5 year old, two 6 year olds and 12 year old.  Yikes.  I say that with less enthusiasm after 4 days with them, as they are wearing me down.  I know for certain that they are all really good kids; however, I also know for certain that I may never have more than one (possibly two)…and I am debating keeping the one I’ve got.

A week with this many kids makes you yell a lot more than you would prefer, it makes you more tired than you ever imagined possible, it makes you laugh more than usual, laugh harder than usual, and gets your blood pressure higher than is healthy.

In other news, my baby girl is having some issues and some milestones.  While I turned my head for a brief moment, she took a hit off a soy milk filled sippy cup on Monday which she and I both have been paying dearly for ever since.  She is starting to feel better, but still having some issues with a raw, red butt and diarrhea…oh, and an eczema flare up.  She has been saying “momma” for a week, started it last Thursday and hasn’t stopped saying it since.  It is funny how that is the best moment ever when your child starts calling you momma, then after a few years you get so sick of hearing it you consider the witness protection program.  Her first REAL teeth, for those of you who saw her FAKE first teeth (hehe), have come through and can be felt and seen clearly now.  It is the bottom two.  Awe, my baby is getting so big.

See you soon, Vince, and I’ll take you up on the celebration when I get home!

Kira and I are taking an infant swim class, it is her first time in a pool.  She loves it! (yay!)

swim1sm

In addition to being very sick for more than a week, Kira has hit a number of milestones since my last update about her.

She started pulling herself up to a standing position and can stand holding onto stuff.  She is trying to walk while she hangs onto stuff.  I never go into her room when she wakes up to find her doing anything other than standing up hanging onto the slats like a little, cute jailbird or a caged monkey.  She figured out how to remove her diaper and has been practicing over and over again.  We now have lots of naked time, good thing for her she has such a cute tushie that I can’t tell her no.  Besides, sometimes it’s good to air out your buns.  She is feeding herself Puffies (aka, babycrack) without any help from me.  If I haven’t mentioned it previously, she has been crawling very quickly and efficiently for about a month.  She now officially sits in the big girl seat in shopping carts and in restaurants.  She is such a big girl!

The only things she hasn’t yet acheived are having teeth come through and holding her own bottle.  She is, however, teething hard-core so I expect teeth to pop through anytime now and she does hold her bottle so she can chew on it, she just prefers for us to do the work when she’s eating.

Hmm…can’t think of anything else, really.

Just that today I am taking her for her first swim class.  I am eagerly anticipating it and hope she likes it, too.

I fell on a flight of concrete steps while carrying her the other day.  I took the hit hard on my right knee to avoid her hitting the concrete or me landing on her.  It is swollen and bruised and extremely sore.  It scared me much worse than it hurt me, though!

standsincrib

I wanted to share with you this innovative, crafty, homemade thingy I made for Kira that she absolutely LOVES with a capital V.

It is quite simply a plastic juice jug, sans juice.  I filled it a bit more than half full of water (see how optimistic I can be? harhar) and added little foam dolphins and starfish to make glittery, floaty bits.

She likes to look at the little glittery, floaty bits when I sit her in front of the jug.  Sitting there holding on to it trying to look at the glittery, floaty bits (all the while keeping a hand behind her in case she loses her balance) she holds on to the jug and chews on the cap.  While this is entertaining to her, it also is bottom-heavy, thus helping keep her from falling over, teaching her balance and strengthening her torso.

Now, it must work because my 6 month and 1 week old child has been sitting up unsupported for about 3 weeks now, maybe 4.    So, if you are thinking along the lines of, “oh, my! how could she let her child chew on plastic that isn’t BPA free!?”, then allow me to respond with:  I’ve already heard this.  We don’t microwave the plastic jug, we don’t set it out in the sun to get sun microwaves, so we aren’t overly concerned.  Get over it.

Also, let me add a disclaimer:  If you were to copy this idea, which I would recommend because it really does work, I would recommend taping down the cap with a non-toxic tape so that water can’t spill out accidentally while you child may be chewing on the cap.  Maybe something like bandage adhesive.  I don’t know what you should use, just make sure it isn’t toxic like duct tape.  If you let your kid chew on duct tape then the survival of the fittest rule applies and I cannot help you, in fact no one probably can.

jug

May
19
Teething

It sucks.  Crying and fussing non-stop, feeling bad that you can’t really make it better, not sleeping.  It sucks.  I wish I were anywhere but here right now.

I haven’t been as present here as I intend to be.  But I am still here, that’s what really counts, right?

My life has been overly full the past couple of weeks, but I think (I hope!) I am starting to reel it in and get things under control again.  Or maybe I am am simply adjusting to the chaos…whatever, whichever.

Let me back things up a bit.  I must start by bragging a little…hey, I don’t do much of that here, so I’m taking my moment and enjoying it.  My little, sweet bunny girl has hit several milestones in the past couple of weeks.  She went up on all fours, to hopping on all fours, to sitting up by herself, to crawling, to going from crawling to sitting with ease, and is now pulling herself up by using anything she can reach.  She is only 6 months and 1 week old!  She’s amazing, I love watching her and interacting with her.  She is so cool.  She obviously gets THAT from me, hehe.

She had her 6 month check-up with her pediatrician and even she was amazed by her progress, placing her motor skills at the level of a 9-10 month old.  She is very smart, I will likely pay for this later.

I am currently keeping my MIL’s Pomeranian while they are in Tunica gambling and chillin’.  My cat, Burrito, is enjoying having another dog to play with while my dog, Chini, is in a constant state of sulking.  Apparently, she must think we are keeping her and isn’t too keen on having even more competition for my affection.

Yesterday, I hooked up with three friends of mine from high school.  We had lunch, drinks and a lot of laughs.  It was a great time and I look forward to doing it again soon.  In fact, it felt so normal and natural despite the amount of time that has passed, I can’t hardly wait to see them again.  I suppose it is just what happens in life, things come full circle…and so it is.

Today, I spent the afternoon at Grant’s Farm with Kira and Vince making like a family.  We rode the tram, saw the animals, enjoyed both a snow cone and beer, then went on to have dinner at Rich & Charlies.  Kira was great.  She missed an afternoon nap, except for a quick 20 minutes in the car, and still was funny, smiley and good.

There is one thing I missed out on this weekend, that I didn’t make it to my niece’s 8th grade graduation ceremony.  It is a long way away and we couldn’t possible make it and still do everything we were obligated to do.  I will see her next weekend, though, when we head south to visit with my family for Memorial Day weekend.

Oh, I have been reading so much lately.  I have three books going right now and one I just finished.  I go through phases like that, so it seems, where I read everything and then get burned out on reading for a while.  It’s ‘game on’ time for reading.  I can’t get enough.