Gotti...

Gotti is Aidan's doggie brother...he is the sweetest AmStaff mix in the whole world and he is in some trouble. We are worried that he may have eaten another one of Aidan's bibs. We have already found several in the backyard-if you know what I mean. We try extra hard to keep everything baby out of his reach because he loves to eat that stuff for some reason. We are not certain about what he has eaten, just almost certain that he has....says the vet during our visit today...he sees some sort of obstruction in his intestine...so we try to keep him comfy tonight and he goes back in the morning for some tests to figure things out. I feel so horrible for him, like Aidan, he can't tell us where it hurts or what he needs...some people say that when you have a child you pets become just that, pets...nothing more...that didn't happen with our dogs at all..we love them just the same as before Aidan was here...and she will love them too...she already love the feeling of the soft fur and the fuzzy snouts and whiskers...they make her giggle...everyone just keep Mr. Gotti in your thoughts.

Crying like a baby...

that would be me....not Aidan. I get so emotional everytime she reaches a new milestone...this is crazy, I mean, is that normal? She FINALLY slept in her crib in her room last night. It is not because she has had problems that it has taken so long, but more so that mommy can't let go. Typically, she would fall asleep with daddy and I watching TV downstairs and then one of us would bring her upstairs to the pack n play in our room. Yesterday, I was home with her since she had been running a temperature and I decided to try putting her down for naps in her room. She did awesome on those naps...but I felt so lonely downstairs in the house. So last night I had John lower the mattress so we could put the bumper in it...she likes to roll against the sides of the pack n play and would not understand that the crib isn't soft. I think she is big enough to move herself away from the bumper if she couldn't breath now..so when she fell asleep in my arms last night I carried her up to her room and put her in the crib. By the time I got downstairs to turn on the monitor I was crying. John was like "what is wrong??" and I told him I was upset that she was upstairs...it felt so lonely without her downstairs making little noises and being all cute. He took my hand to comfort me, and then told me I was crazy. I got up 2 or 3 times during the night and she was snug as a bug snoring away in her room...such a big girl now...sigh

Cereal...

not a fail!!! Didn't exactly start out as a success either, but not a fail! The first time we tried cereal I tried to feed her holding her on my lap like when I bottle feed her. It worked, but I found it much easier after a friend suggested I try feeding her while she is sitting in the bouncy. Sooooo much easier...it really helped being face to face with her. She is not quite ready to sit up in a high chair, but we are getting there. She is still having some tongue thrust issues...and we are only doing the cereal at night to help her practice, but I can foresee her moving to some veggies in the next few weeks. She really enjoys eating and will grab your hand and pull it towards her. She is eating rice cereal right now, but her favorite is definitely eating daddy's vanilla soft serve ice cream. Can't say I blame her. Time is flying...she is rolling back and forth, wanting to try sitting all of the time and playing in her exersaucer...my big girl...time is flying. In a few weeks she will have her first professional photo shoot at Picture People. I hope it goes well because I have heard mixed reviews. She is also being baptized...there should be tons to update about in the coming weeks.

Note: Yes, we use Christmas bibs when we are home...we have a ton from my sister-in-laws kids.

Feet

I think Aidan has finally found her feet... I never thought something so random would have so much meaning to me. I was changing her diaper and she just tried to grab her foot...so cute...but made changing the diaper much harder...I am now onto the White Cloud diapers from my diaper cake. I don't care for them as much as Pampers or Huggies - they aren't as soft and pliable, but they are less expensive and she doesn't have any problems with them...we'll see what I buy when I run out of the diapers from my shower cake. Anyway...I kindof got off topic for a minute...when we went upstairs to play under her gym she was going crazy batting the toys with her feet...so cute. She changes so much everyday. I don't want to miss a thing...geez, I sound like an Aerosmith song. I am downloading some of her forth of July pics and 5 month photos... I did try to get some of her playing with her feet...if there is a good one, I will supplement this post with a cute pic of my daughter.

Almost 5 months!

Where has the time gone? Aidan will be five months on Saturday...she has changed so much...she smiles and has a little personality...she laughed the other day...am I crazy? because it made me cry...I started laughing with her and then cried. It is such a miracle to me that she even exists...she is so incredible. Every day brings something new and exciting for her...and for us. I am so blessed to have her in my life and would stay in that hospital room a million days just to hear her laugh. Right now she is passed out on daddy's lap as he is watching Deadliest Catch. She is freshly bathed and comfy cozy in her jammy's. So sweet and so innocent. I am full from my dinner with friends on our new patio that my husband slaved over for the past month. A great night topped off with ICE CREAM CAKE!!! My favorite...I can't get enough ice cream right now...it is almost like I am pregnant again...I crave it everyday...I use any excuse to eat ice cream...and ice cream cake is my favorite....chocolate...vanilla...those little crunchies...sigh.
Aidan loves ice cream too now...she just doesn't like how cold it is initially. I have to remember to bring a camera next time so I can get a picture of her ice cream face...all scrunched up from the coldness...she will appreciate it in the coming months when her teeth start to come in though I am sure! BTW...above is the cake we just ate...don't be jealous!

Couch Potato

my 4.5 month old is mesmerized by the TV...she will just stare at it...I am not sure what she sees, but sometimes we have to turn it off so she will want to play. She wants to sit on our laps and watch the TV...my DH said last night "well we should get her some educational stuff like Baby Einstein"...but is she really seeing anything but bright objects...I mean, she doesn't understand yet...does she? I am afraid of having a child that wants to sit in front of the TV for the rest of her life. She will now throw a fit if she can't see it when she is sitting with us. Her grandmother told me the same thing...she had to turn the TV off since Aidan was staring at it. She likes to drink her bottle and watch TV...sigh

The problem with my town...

is that it is too easy to walk and get ice cream on a wonderful night like tonight...or too head down to the local inn for drinks on the porch. These two things are my downfall on warm summer nights. Tonight I decided that I must walk across the bridge to Dilly's for ice cream...because Aidan wanted ice cream. I mean, she is not even eating yet...just her formula in a bottle. We do give her a little ice cream of course...and she does seem to like it. However, this is no excuse for me to get it...even if I do get the frozen yogurt...sigh...I will be upset, I am sure, if the scale doesn't budge again this week. Losing this baby weight has been the most frustrating thing I have ever done. It's like my metabolism just stopped or something. I just want to be able to comfortably wear my regular clothes...and that includes my old bras too. My husband is overjoyed that they don't fit, but it is because I am still overweight. I am now despressed about the frozen yogurt that was so good an hour ago...and I may head upstairs and get on my stepper instead of sitting here blogging...I hope Aidan never has to worry about being overweight...hopefully she gets daddy's metabolism.