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Tastes like Chicken 22 February 2010

Our little WB is to the stage where she just loves to stick things in her mouth.  Especially her toy monkey.  At her 4 month checkup the doctor told us that WB is developing on track and the fact that she is now salivating and putting things in her mouth means we can introduce her to different foods.  Not that we can feed her solids, but we can let her put some in her mouth and get a feel for different tastes and textures.  We’ve just started doing this, but we expect to have a lot of fun watching her continue to grow and develop.

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(A short clip of WB and her monkey)

If you’re curious here are her numbers:

• Height: 26.25″ (98% percentile)
• Weight: 14 lbs 4.5 ounces (66% percentile)
• Head circumference: can’t remember, but still pretty small

The usual… school & work 21 February 2010

I remember a time in my life when people asked how I was and I would respond, “school and work.”  I didn’t think anything of it.  I had been doing it for so long that it just felt normal.  Looking back I didn’t realize how hectic life was.  Then I think to myself why on earth did I sign up for this again?  I know a Masters Degree is valuable, but I really don’t like school… but now with only 4 months left I am excited to get my life back!

I now have a new appreciation for “school & work”, especially when I see others doing so with kids. Several of my siblings and cousins are working towards their degrees and I am amazed at how well they balance the crazy schedule that is “school & work”.

Giggle 13 February 2010

Our cute little baby girl has the cutest giggle.  Baby laughter has got to be one of the best things to hear, especially when compared to the opposite that is screaming-their-head-off-and-you-dont-know-why.  Tonight as WW was changing WB’s diaper I heard some laughter so I quickly grabbed the camera and caught a few moments of this beautiful sound.  Here’s the clip, enjoy!

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A Mother’s Skill 4 February 2010

So I got this email forward today:

One day my mother was out, and my dad was in charge of me.  I was maybe 2 1/2 years old. Someone had given me a little ‘tea set’ as a gift, and it was one of my favorite toys.  Daddy was in the living room engrossed in the evening news when I brought Daddy a little cup of ‘tea’, which was just water. After several cups of tea and lots of praise for such yummy tea, my Mom came home. My Dad made her wait in the living room to watch me bring him a cup of tea, because it was ‘just the cutest thing!’ My Mom waited, and sure enough, here I came down the hall with a cup of tea for Daddy; and she watched him drink it up. Then she said, “Did it ever occur to you that the only place she can reach to get water is the toilet?”

Now, I don’t really know if it’s a true story, and since it’s an “internet forward” it’s probably not.  But I realized something very true as I read it:

Pretty much, being a mother means you’re suddenly a super duper ANALYST.

Every situation.  Analyze, Analyze, Analyze.  You’re watching and continuously asking WHAT? and  WHERE?  and HOW?  Analyze, Analyze, Analyze.

Hot? Cold? High? Low? Sturdy? Tight? Wet? Dry? Smelly? Snotty? Reachable? Breakable? Salvageable? Loud?  Quiet?  Healthy?  Sugary?  Messy? Fun? Lame?  Cute?  NOT cute?  Time?  Not time?  Sleepy? Hungry?  Clean?  Dirty?  Washable?  Sick? Hurt? Poopy?  Bored?

GAH!  It’s never-ending!  All you do ALL day is Analyze and attempt to Problem Solve.   No wonder my brain is fried each night.

Next time someone asks me what I do, I’m going to skip the “stay at home mom” title that gets just a vague nod.  Instead I’m going to say “I’m a Domestic Analyst.”