Thursday, June 21, 2007
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Like it's 1999
Eilish has decided that at 3 months she would prefer to be sound asleep before I put her in her crib. No more of this sleeping from 7:30pm to 7am for her...oh no, she'd like to kick it old school and party until 9pm and cry out every hour after only to smile up at me when I check on her like, 'come on Ma, don't be so square, let's par-tay!'.
Tomorrow Judes & Donnie K. are taking Eilish for her first ever sleep over. Details to follow unless I've been hospitalized for the crying jags.
Check out the new (non-baptism - anyone wanna send me any?) pictures!
Tomorrow Judes & Donnie K. are taking Eilish for her first ever sleep over. Details to follow unless I've been hospitalized for the crying jags.
Check out the new (non-baptism - anyone wanna send me any?) pictures!
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Battle of the Mommy's Part 1 (At the Doctor's Office)
Her hair - newly trimmed, highlighted and blown straight.
My hair - hasn't been trimmed since Christ was a cowboy, the grey's are taking over, I haven't used a hair dryer in weeks and it was in a top knot as Eilish had spit up formula in it this morning.
Her toes - pedicured with hot pink polish
My toes - mangled (there is no better word to describe the mess my feet are in. I almost lost a nail in a stroller accident late last week)
Her outfit - trendy yoga capri's and top combo
My outfit - shorts, stained Stones t-shirt with - you guessed it - spit up on it as well as some Ice Cap drops from earlier in the day
Her legs - tanned and hairless
My legs - paley-pale, unless hairy is now a color
Her complexion - perfection
My complexion- blotchy
Her kid - 1 month old Rory
My kid - 3 month old Eilish
And that's where this competition goes to me because Eilish is hella cute and very well behaved and little Rory....um....not so much.
Eilish's Stats at 3 Months:
13 pounds 14 ounces
25 inches long
Check out some new pics...
My hair - hasn't been trimmed since Christ was a cowboy, the grey's are taking over, I haven't used a hair dryer in weeks and it was in a top knot as Eilish had spit up formula in it this morning.
Her toes - pedicured with hot pink polish
My toes - mangled (there is no better word to describe the mess my feet are in. I almost lost a nail in a stroller accident late last week)
Her outfit - trendy yoga capri's and top combo
My outfit - shorts, stained Stones t-shirt with - you guessed it - spit up on it as well as some Ice Cap drops from earlier in the day
Her legs - tanned and hairless
My legs - paley-pale, unless hairy is now a color
Her complexion - perfection
My complexion- blotchy
Her kid - 1 month old Rory
My kid - 3 month old Eilish
And that's where this competition goes to me because Eilish is hella cute and very well behaved and little Rory....um....not so much.
Eilish's Stats at 3 Months:
13 pounds 14 ounces
25 inches long
Check out some new pics...
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
Monday, June 04, 2007
Currently Accepting Diaper Donations
Riddle me this...why, after almost 12 weeks of motherhood does it still take me at least 3 diapers and 15 wipes to change a poopy diaper? Let me break it down:
As soon as I smell pee or poop coming from Eilish's diaper I change her. Do not pass go, do not collect $200, I change her right away. I can't think of anything worse then her having a diaper rash because of Mama's laziness. The trouble is, I've got one hell of a nose (Donnie K. keep your nose jokes to yourself) and always smell the poo before Eilish is finished um...finishing. For instance, this afternoon:
1. I smell the poo, Owen smells the poo. There is poo.
2. I remove the dirty diaper and start with the wipes while putting a clean diaper underneath.
3. Eilish starts pooing again.
4. I loosely close diaper #2 and give Eilish some privacy to finish (she was in the playpen).
5. When I think she's finished, that is when she stops with the very serious poo face, I remove diaper #2 and start with the wipes while putting on diaper #3...and she starts pooping again so I loosely close diaper #3 and wait again, again, again for her to finish, wipe her again, again, again and that my friends is how you use 3 diapers and no less than 15 wipes to change the diaper of the person in the house with the smallest bum (Lucy the Cat included).
Being a good mother is really going to mess with our bank account.
As soon as I smell pee or poop coming from Eilish's diaper I change her. Do not pass go, do not collect $200, I change her right away. I can't think of anything worse then her having a diaper rash because of Mama's laziness. The trouble is, I've got one hell of a nose (Donnie K. keep your nose jokes to yourself) and always smell the poo before Eilish is finished um...finishing. For instance, this afternoon:
1. I smell the poo, Owen smells the poo. There is poo.
2. I remove the dirty diaper and start with the wipes while putting a clean diaper underneath.
3. Eilish starts pooing again.
4. I loosely close diaper #2 and give Eilish some privacy to finish (she was in the playpen).
5. When I think she's finished, that is when she stops with the very serious poo face, I remove diaper #2 and start with the wipes while putting on diaper #3...and she starts pooping again so I loosely close diaper #3 and wait again, again, again for her to finish, wipe her again, again, again and that my friends is how you use 3 diapers and no less than 15 wipes to change the diaper of the person in the house with the smallest bum (Lucy the Cat included).
Being a good mother is really going to mess with our bank account.
Saturday, June 02, 2007
A Post By Any Other Name...
I feel like I should post something as I haven't in awhile but nothing much is happening on this end other than 'ALL EILISH ALL THE TIME!'. We spend the beginning of our weeks with Daddy and the end of our weeks visiting every mall in the city or visiting. This week we visited Teranet where Eilish charmed the pants off everyone, even the grumpy Slink who couldn't resist her baby blues, The Coon family where Eilish and Michael made eyes at each other and The Adams family where baby Sam flirted with Eilish and Mom alike, putting his hands down the back of my pants and touching Eilish's feet - not at the same time although that would have been pretty funny. Today we went to Sherway where Eilish purchased her first pair of Converse and some girly shoes but I can tell the Cons are her favorite.
We have an evening routine, Eilish and I, those nights Daddy works, where we hit the gym, have a bath/bottle/song and then Eilish hits the sheets while I try to enjoy the 10 hours away from her all the while missing her very much! She is quite the sleeper our young girl something she definitely inherited from her Mama's Mama. So that's what we've been up to, life as usual and sweet.
I want to wish Joanne P. a very safe trip to Newfoundland this coming Monday. Joanne, has anyone told you that you rock? Because you do. The Stampede will surely miss you this summer!
We have an evening routine, Eilish and I, those nights Daddy works, where we hit the gym, have a bath/bottle/song and then Eilish hits the sheets while I try to enjoy the 10 hours away from her all the while missing her very much! She is quite the sleeper our young girl something she definitely inherited from her Mama's Mama. So that's what we've been up to, life as usual and sweet.
I want to wish Joanne P. a very safe trip to Newfoundland this coming Monday. Joanne, has anyone told you that you rock? Because you do. The Stampede will surely miss you this summer!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)