Speed of Light.

Are you counting weeks like I am? I’ve said it before, but it’s a never ending cycle. From the second the test said pregnant, the “weeks started.” Then they stopped. And now they’ve started over. Little bug is 7 weeks. These blogs are becoming more of a necessity for me. This child is growing and changing at an alarming rate of speed! I’m going to have to make myself blog about her little life every week or everything that she is doing will completely pass me by. Perhaps I should have bought a baby book like a good mother would do, but I never found one I liked – so the blogs will have to do. Maybe I’ll put together a scrapbook for her with all the free time I have…

So what’s the big deal with this week? What do I have to brag about? Well, for starters I’m practically raising an adult. No one tell Leah she is seven weeks old, she has no clue. It will just be our little secret. She smiles at everything. I swear I’ve heard her laugh. She sits in her bumbo like a champ. We have a game where I let her grab my thumbs when she’s laying down then I pull her to the sitting position and let her stay there for a bit then slowly lower her. Well, that lasted about three days, now she refuses to sit and goes straight to standing. Sitting just isn’t cutting it anymore. She has outgrown the newborn part of her bathtub, and she likes baths even more now that she can kick and splash. She has rolled over two more times, one of which her dad got to see. With a pacifier, she can get herself to sleep in her crib without being rocked for an hour! Can I get a Hallelujah? She gets fussy around eight now due to being tired, but besides that she really doesn’t scream. She is following all the family rules! We ate dinner as a family every night last week. She talks a lot. We have another game where I stick out my tongue and she sticks out hers back – might be the cutest thing in the world. I’m trying to get a video of it. She has been in bed at her bedtime every night for a week. Can I get another Hallelujah? We took a mom and Leah trip to Hobby Lobby and nobody screamed. Ok, until we got to the checkout, but the important thing is we went shopping! She knows where her dad is at all times, and follows him all over the house with her eyes no matter how far she has to turn her head. She really loves her Rainforest Lullabies CD. She has found her tongue, and likes to use it. My favorite is when she licks me. She has been trying out her fists, and I think she really likes the way they taste. She likes to burrow in my arm when she sleeps on me – don’t worry I’ve made sure she can breathe. She is starting to really like outside. She loves to kick one leg at a time, and it usually means she is getting mad – it reminds me a lot of a horse stomping. We found a bottle she likes! Are there any Hallelujah’s left? The hair on the top of her head has really started to grow – it might even catch up with the hair on the back of her head! And last but not least, I’ve given her some new nicknames. Chunky Monkey, Kickin Chicken, Stretchin Gretchen, and Funny Bunny. Don’t judge me, they just roll off my tongue.

And that my friends, all happened in a week. Do you see what I mean – speed.of.light.

So Leah is officially part of the family, and she’s doing really well with it! We’re so happy to have a new member! And her mom? Well, I’m trying my hardest to be a productive member of this family. I think I’m doing okay if I do say so myself. We have eaten a home-cooked meal every night for a week! I have done laundry, and cleaned the house one room at a time. This morning I made our bed, and I can’t remember the last time I’ve done that – baby or no baby. I finally got around to hanging pictures of our new little family, and our house instantly looks more “homey.” I also redecorated. And can I just say, thank God. When I was nesting, I also redecorated. And something must have been wrong with me, because once the little one came out I was grossed out by the house I came home to. I actually painted a mirror teal. Teal. And I had placemats and candles to match. One thing teal is too much, three things teal is disturbing. So first things first… new color scheme. The mirror is now a normal shade of brown -much easier on the eyes. The placemats are nice, calm fall colors. And the candles stayed, but they moved to the living room and they fit much better in there. I don’t shutter when I walk through the door now. I also took down pictures of Kyle and I and swapped them for you know who. She is much more fun to look at. Now I’m on the hunt for some “fall foliage.” Yes, I’m going to will fall to be here…stat. I’m happy to announce that I shower daily, and sometimes even do my hair! I’m pretty much a normal person again. I also got the okay to start exercising again. Ha. I’ll get right on that. I still miss being pregnant terribly. I want the bump. And the clothes. And the kicking and squirming. Anyone want me to carry a baby for you?

And Kyle, well he’s always been a productive member of the family. Leah and I are lucky to have him.

So with week seven starting in just two days, life isn’t so scary anymore. I dare say we have adjusted, and are going about our days like normal people. It’s fun to be a family.

I’ve decided to end each blog with my favorite conversation of the week. Kyle and I have some pretty good ones these days, and they just have to be shared. And because I didn’t do it last week and meant to, you get a bonus today… enjoy!

Kyle: Do you ever jiggle her a little harder than normal when she's crying then feel bad about it?

Me: Yep.

(I should clarify with this one that we are not shaking her. Jiggling is different, she likes to be jiggled. And when we get frustrated she gets a little extra...). 

Me: Look at this. This is a 3-9 month onsie. Do you think it will fit her at 9 months?

Kyle (with big eyes): Is she some sort of freak?