Life After 6 Months

So..it's pretty much been decades weeks since I've last blogged. The reasoning for that? Well..it seems lately whenever I attempt to sit down for longer than 10 minutes in Kylee's presence..all hell breaks loose! She has turned into a beast demon challenge of sorts.. I understand the poor girl is in pain and is cranky due to the fact that teeth are wanting to bust through her gums at any minute. But holy funk..give a mama a break! She's got a small case of baby PMS as well. Sweet... Happy/Sad Laughing/Crying Baby/Monster. It's been oh so wonderful.

On an amazing note though..she has said MOM twice!!! Both times were when she was angry and yelling..but nonetheless..her first word! Did I have my camera on and set to video? No..believe it or not..I dont sit around with the camera pointed at Kylee every minute of the day. Although..that IS an idea..since daddy isn't believing that Kylee has uttered her first words. Jealousy is ugly..very ugly. She's also doing a commando crawl ...backwards...but a "crawl" regardless. She gets some pretty good distance doing so. Which means...BABY PROOFING..here we come...awesome.. I mean I thought it was enough that we weren't leaving knives, blades, lighters, box cutters, etc laying around but now we have to actually put some serious work and effort into keeping this bundle of joy safer? Alright...but ONLY because she's so damn cute!

At her 6 month check up this dear sweet baby was 18lbs 14oz (90%) 26.5 inches long (75%) and had a melonhead that's 45cm around (95%). My baby girl has quite the head full of lots of smart brains. She also has some of the cutest leg rolls this side of the Mississippi. Anywho..she did alright getting her shots. She definitely gave the nurse a piece of her mind. The Doctor found a murmur while listening to her heart so we had to go to Children' Hospital (again...) and have an echo done. Fear not..it is nothing life threatening. They hope that she'll grow out of it or that it will at least become less apparent.

Kylee now loves sleeping 12ish hours a night. Which is pretty much amazing. She also takes 2 naps a day..or one really long one. Depending on the day. She also loves playing with her younger cousin, Jackson. I have a feeling they're going to be the best of friends. He's not so fond of her loving his toys though. But he sure loves wearing her sunglasses. We have discovered though that Kylee HATES dogs. Especially the loud,barky kind. She cries and tries to get away. Which means we hopefully never have to own a dog ever again. I love looking and playing with dogs. But I would much rather own a cat. They pretty much take care of themselves and don't demand constant attention.

So I'm pretty sure that Kylee has become as much of an addict to the camera as I am to taking her picture. The second she hears the camera turn on..she looks to find out where it's at. When she realizes it's pointed at her..she's ALL smiles..what have I created?

I have also started the slow process of weaning her off of breastmilk. I am ready to have my body back and start working on getting it into some sort of shape other than..blob... She will have had 7 months of it by the time I "quit" and I feel that's adequate enough and she's not going to die or stop thriving because of it. Now if I took away her yogurt..that might be a differnt story..that girl is SERIOUSLY addicted. I think if I let her have it more than every other day for breakfast she might all together refuse anything but it.

So..there's Kylee to date pretty much. It's been a great 6 months. I can't believe how fast it has gone. She's such an amazing and precious baby. I can't believe how blessed I am to have her in my life. I look forward to watching her grow and develop as time goes on. But for now..I'm going to enjoy the cuddles, kisses, and giggles!

Adventures in Gardening

So with the advice and words of wisdom from my dear friend Laura, I have started gardening! That's right folks, I am now dipping my hands in Mother Earth and planting, planting, planting. I've even brought Kylee in on the good times! She seems to be quite intrigued by the watering can. So maybe that will be her job. Once I find a watering can that doesn't weigh as much as she does when it's full.

So we've already put in a pepper plant, which was also given to us by my friend Laura. It has already grown a little bit since we got it from her at the beginning of the month. We also have planted two different kinds of tomatoes. Yellow and Cherry. I LOVE cherry tomatoes. Especially on salads. I've actually never had the yellow tomatoes before. So, it's something different. Tim loves tomatoes of all kind, so he's really excited about this. He informed me yesterday that he going to "buy MORE tomato plants for me to plant"..what a peach! I'm also prepping areas for cucumbers, carrots, and possibly potatoes! Yum! We're going to container plant herbs too!

So in my few days of being a "gardener"..a term I still use loosely... I have learned a few things, believe it or not.

First of all...do not go out in the garden midday! I hate sweating. I hate being fried by the sun. So, I go out early morning or around 8 at night when the sun is down but it's not too dark.

USE gardening gloves. I don't care how annoying they feel or how sweaty your hands get inside of them. Regardless of how short you keep your nails..you will still get dirt under them no matter what.

Include your children. No matter how old they are. Kylee is almost 6 months and LOVED sitting outside in her Bumbo with her sunhat on, watching me. I even let her hold my little shovel and dig a little. She 'dug' it! (haha...*sigh*)

Spiders won't kill you. Well, at least ones in your own backyard in Omaha shouldn't. So there's NO need (I repeat..no need..) to scream and jump up on the table in fear of your life. You look like an idiot and sound like a fool. And I just wouldn't do such a thing..nope, not me.

Which brings me to....SNAKES! I've been told, "they're more afraid of you, then you are of them"...well, maybe they should stay out of my backyard then! I hate snakes. Loath them. Despise them. Hate that they trespass on my property and unlike spiders I will NEVER be able to stay calm around them. So I would like to plant something around my entire backyard that snakes just HATE the smell/taste of. Any ideas?

Other than these things that I've come across so far...gardening has been so much fun! It's quite a stress relief too. Plus, I imagine it's going to be a great time in a few months when we get to harvest the fruits of our my labor!

Next year I would love for my whole backyard to look like this...

Looks like I have a LOT of work ahead of me!

Random Friday Thoughts

So while I don't have a complete purpose to this post, I decided I'd throw out some things I've been thinking about the last few days. Some may be pointless..but hey! it's my blog and I'll write about what I want, when I want. Don't like it? Go check out www.whogivesacrap.com. Mkay.

So..what is on my mind right now is..

I'm so thankful we have people in this world who get paid to come around and take away our trash every week. It's a job I don't have to do and it keeps my house from getting funky. However, wouldn't it be super-dooper if they brought the empty cans BACK UP to your house and not just leave them on the curb? That would be stellar! (Man, I think I have a case of the lazies...)

I also am so thankful for our neighborhood Bakers grocery store. I've gone in there SO many times..groceries, random snacky foods when I was pregnant (and even when I'm not...), diapers, formula, cough syrup for sick ones..you name it..Anyways, I've gone in there so many times that pretty much everyone knows me ..and my cute one..so I don't get any 'eww, is that a bum' stares when I roll into Bakers at 8am... hair a mess, not having brushed my teeth, and possibly some spit up on my shirt..(except maybe from some random customers that don't know WHO I AM)..Thank you Bakers. You've been a lifesaver!

I also have realized that I have possession of one of the cutest babies on the face of the earth. No, I'm not biased. Why would you say that? I'm pretty sure Gerber is in the process of emailing me, begging me to let Kylee replace the face of the current Gerber baby. Well..unless you're willing to pay off our house, buy us 2 new cars, send us to the Bahamas once a year, and buy us a lifetime supply of diapers...the answer, in short, is ..no. Take that Gerber! (Yes, I'm still waiting for the email).

I love Spring weather. I love late night rainstorms. I love having the windows open and getting fresh air. I love gardening (I'm sure I'll love it even more once I have some plants in the ground..). I love taking walks and letting Kylee experience all nature has to offer. The downfall...I hate being hot and I hate bugs! These are pretty much 2 things you can't avoid either. Oh well...I'll take heat and bugs over ice and snow anytime. Smart choice..me living in Nebraska, huh?

My heart is full of joy that Kylee has gone back to the love of cuddling. I was feeling a little down lately that she was being 'too independent'. I am not full of joy that she's had 3 poopy diapers today. I'm full of sick-to-my-stomach at her butt cover foulness. I am still waiting patiently for her to say 'mama' because it's written in the books that 'mama' will be her first word. 'Dada' can suck it up and stop whining, he'll be second! (Unless she follows 'mama' with 'baba'..haha!)

Gas prices suck..again! (But they are still close to $2 so I won't whine TOO much..)

I've become addicted to Shake N Bake chicken. Not the healthiest thing I could eat..although today I did cut some up and put it in a salad..So that pretty much voids out anything unhealthy about the chicken. And it was LITE ranch that I used. There we go..100% healthy!

I'm done blogging about my thoughts now. My brain hurts.

Happy Mother's Day!!

Time...Please Stop..

So I've been stressing lately about the fact that Kylee is turning 6 months in a couple of weeks. I mean seriously..wasn't I just a blimp pregnant yesterday? I have to admit, this time last year I couldn't even believe I was pregnant..and now here I am raising a beautiful and amazing babe. Little baby? No..not so much. She's already pursuing her independence and has become quite outspoken. I mean she's not talking yet. (Other than "oh-oh" and her random babblings). But she'll let you know what's up and trust me she has NO problem doing so.

I was so nervous when I found out that I was pregnant back in March. (The day before April Fool's no less...I was SURE this was HIS joke on me). I didn't think I could take care of a baby, I was barely taking care of myself. I was scared of how my body was going to change. I was sad to see my "youth" go. No more wild partying, no more late nights, no more bars, no more being...me. I had to become a more responsible and healthier version of me. Once I heard the heartbeat for the first time though... my eyes filled with tears and I knew that this change was going to be for the best. As I continued to bust out of every pants I'd ever owned grow with this wonderful and amazing life inside of me, I also changed into a mature, responsible, and motherly woman. So fast forward (so this post isn't days long)..and I gave birth to Kylee. Delivery itself was a horror story gone wrong. Everything that was supposed to happen didn't and everything that could have gone wrong did. However, in the end, we were blessed with our angel. I didn't realize how hard having a newborn would be. I didn't sleep. I was lucky to get 3 meals a day. Showering was OUT of the question. She was attached pretty much all day long for days! There was a bump in the road at 2 weeks when I feel asleep while nursing her and she ROLLED OFF THE COUCH! Yes..first time mother..big mistake! We took her to the ER and believe it or not..we got the feeling they weren't surprised by this (I'm guessing I'm not the only one who had done this) ..in the end she was fine and I NEVER did that again. I made some other mistakes (minor compared to the 'couch roll off') and learned and grew. I'm still learning and growing as I type this.

So..I've watched her first cry, first laugh, first smile, rolling over, eating solids, standing, sitting, pooping, peeing, screaming, and everything thing else she has accomplished to this point. So..why is her turning 6 months hitting me so hard? I can't wait for her to crawl, walk, talk, etc..I'm excited to hear her say "mama" for the first time...but why can't that all happen in like...oh...4 or 5 years? I love this baby and I'm not ready to start watching her grow into a little girl. Time is flying. Our calendars HAVE to be wrong along with all of our clocks and other devices which measure time. Right? I just have to keep enjoying every moment and loving every minute of this amazing and blessed ride. I'll have to have all these memories down the road when she's demanding a cell phone, car, money, and us to mortgage our house so she can go road tripping with her friends across the country..because then..obviously..I'll want to sell her love her endlessly.




But for now..can anyone tell me why my lovely daughter feels it's necessary to make this sound numerous times throughout the day?

Oh well..it's cute! Even if sometimes it requires the tv to be turned up or moving to a different room when you're on the phone...gotta love her!