Natalie and Charlie playing peekaboo!
Friday, June 17, 2011
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Time flies....
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| One week old... |
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| This pic was taken around 8 months old. She's even bigger now! (Well, not that much bigger) |
Loving on mommy...
These photos were actually taken on Mother's Day. This was the first time that Charlotte instigated kisses! Best Mother's Day present I could have asked for!
Charlie has a ball...
So last night, when Tim and I made an emergency trip to Walmart for diapers and cat food, we stopped down one of the toy aisles and bought Charlie her first bouncy ball. There were so many to choose from... Disney Princesses, Cookie Monster, etc. In the end, price won out and we got a purple marble one for a dollar.
I know I will sound like a bad mother when I confess that she was licking it before we even left the store! (I know, gross!)
So, when we got home, I rinsed off the ball, whipped out the video camera and shot lots of footage. Personally I think it's all cute, so I'm uploading it all. It's a mother's prerogative, I guess! At least I know her Naona will watch it! :)
I know I will sound like a bad mother when I confess that she was licking it before we even left the store! (I know, gross!)
So, when we got home, I rinsed off the ball, whipped out the video camera and shot lots of footage. Personally I think it's all cute, so I'm uploading it all. It's a mother's prerogative, I guess! At least I know her Naona will watch it! :)
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Perfectly Proportionate...
So last week Charlotte had her nine month pediatrician appointment, and it was determined that she is the size of a healthy, proportionate six month old...
Yup, you read that right. My daughter is short! (shocking, I know!)
In fact, she has the great distinction of being in the 15th percentile for height and 25th for weight. Her cousin Gabe, (born in March) is pretty much matching Charlotte in the height department.
Being short isn't so bad, really. Her center of gravity is much lower, therefore, when she does fall, she has less distance between her head and the floor. It's also pretty cute to see someone that tiny trying to walk. And my guess is that she will always look younger than she really is. Sure, she might hate that as a teenager, but she will love it well into her thirties and beyond!
While at the appointment, the doctor said she is entering her "Stranger Danger" phase. It explains why she has been so clingy lately. He said that it will last for a few months and then go away. She's never been much of a social butterfly, so we'll see.
Charlotte now says 2 words pretty well. "Dada" and "Mama." Imagine our excitement when she started uttering those words and we realized that she understood what she was saying. The funny thing about it is that she says "Dada" in this sweet, happy, cute voice... She only says "Mama" in this drawn out, whiny voice. She usually only says it when I walk out of the room, or she gets upset. "MaaaaMaaaa!!" I think she knows who to get the cuddles and kisses from and who to get the airplane rides from.
Sometimes she also says "KeeKee," which I'm pretty sure means kitty... She also tries to say "This little piggy," which comes out as "Thisfgdxdihoifhaiosfnlsdfnieo" It's cute. She has also taken to mimicking her singing toys.
I really can't believe that my little girl will be turning 10 months old soon. It really does happen too quickly!
Yup, you read that right. My daughter is short! (shocking, I know!)
In fact, she has the great distinction of being in the 15th percentile for height and 25th for weight. Her cousin Gabe, (born in March) is pretty much matching Charlotte in the height department.
Being short isn't so bad, really. Her center of gravity is much lower, therefore, when she does fall, she has less distance between her head and the floor. It's also pretty cute to see someone that tiny trying to walk. And my guess is that she will always look younger than she really is. Sure, she might hate that as a teenager, but she will love it well into her thirties and beyond!
While at the appointment, the doctor said she is entering her "Stranger Danger" phase. It explains why she has been so clingy lately. He said that it will last for a few months and then go away. She's never been much of a social butterfly, so we'll see.
Charlotte now says 2 words pretty well. "Dada" and "Mama." Imagine our excitement when she started uttering those words and we realized that she understood what she was saying. The funny thing about it is that she says "Dada" in this sweet, happy, cute voice... She only says "Mama" in this drawn out, whiny voice. She usually only says it when I walk out of the room, or she gets upset. "MaaaaMaaaa!!" I think she knows who to get the cuddles and kisses from and who to get the airplane rides from.
Sometimes she also says "KeeKee," which I'm pretty sure means kitty... She also tries to say "This little piggy," which comes out as "Thisfgdxdihoifhaiosfnlsdfnieo" It's cute. She has also taken to mimicking her singing toys.
I really can't believe that my little girl will be turning 10 months old soon. It really does happen too quickly!
Growing up digital...
A few weeks ago, I came across this video. I'm sure you've seen it, if not take a look. The folks at Google do a real good job of pulling at the heartstrings. Someone in their marketing department should get a raise...
Anyways, I thought, why not? So, I opened up an email address for Charlotte. Every few days I sit down and write her an email. Sometimes it is about something she did that day. The other day, I told her all her statistics from her nine month appointment. I send her pictures and videos. It's a great way to make a record for her to be able to look back on. One day, I will give her the address and the password and she can explore it at her own leisure. (assuming gmail is still around at that point!)
Well, if you are interested in dropping Charlotte a note, feel free. I don't want to post the address on here, but if you are interested, contact me and I will get it to you. Thanks!
Monday, June 13, 2011
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Thursday, May 19, 2011
Aw Mom!!!
I know... I know... she will hate me for this later!
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| Oh look- strategically placed toy! |
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| tasty |
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| someone loves bathtime! |
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| crazy bath hair! |
Wow! Babies do sleep!
So, after nearly nine months, I am pleased to announce that Charlotte is FINALLY sleeping through the night.
It has been seven days since she last woke up in the middle of the night...
I'll admit that I never thought it would take this long. I also didn't realize how much my lack of sleep was really getting to me. You see, Charlotte would wake up 2-3 times a night. Couple that with an hour commute each way and a full work day and I was pretty much spent all the time. It wasn't uncommon for me to lose track of my thoughts mid-sentence, or feel my eyelids get heavy whenever I sat still too long. In fact, I'm pretty sure I was 85% caffeine. (Thank you Dunkin' Donuts.)
Sure, I still wake up in the middle of the night, my body being accustomed to a series of power naps, but at least now I don't have to drag myself out of my cozy retreat and rock a screaming baby back to sleep. I can just roll over and resume my peaceful slumber.
Of all the milestones Charlotte has reached, this definitely ranks up there among my favorites! But crawling was pretty cool too... And so was laughing... :)
It has been seven days since she last woke up in the middle of the night...
I'll admit that I never thought it would take this long. I also didn't realize how much my lack of sleep was really getting to me. You see, Charlotte would wake up 2-3 times a night. Couple that with an hour commute each way and a full work day and I was pretty much spent all the time. It wasn't uncommon for me to lose track of my thoughts mid-sentence, or feel my eyelids get heavy whenever I sat still too long. In fact, I'm pretty sure I was 85% caffeine. (Thank you Dunkin' Donuts.)
Sure, I still wake up in the middle of the night, my body being accustomed to a series of power naps, but at least now I don't have to drag myself out of my cozy retreat and rock a screaming baby back to sleep. I can just roll over and resume my peaceful slumber.
Of all the milestones Charlotte has reached, this definitely ranks up there among my favorites! But crawling was pretty cool too... And so was laughing... :)
Friday, May 13, 2011
In that one moment...
This evening Charlotte needed a bath. In fact, I can't exactly remember the last time I gave her a bath, so I knew it was time! Having just finished feeding her, I picked her up, all covered in some organic vegetable and turkey medley and headed upstairs.
It took a few minutes to get the tub ready, and as the water filled the tub, Charlie stood holding the side of the tub talking to her toys as they floated around the water. Finally, it was time to strip her down and get her in.
Charlotte loves taking baths. She loves to kick her feet and splash water everywhere. She has a rubber ducky and a rubber fishy. She also has a rubber whale that makes noise when it gets wet. She especially likes the whale, but since it sounds akin to a screaming banshee, we limit her playtime with it, for our own sanity!
Tim and I were at the edge of the tub this evening as Charlie splashed around and made screeching noises. Eventually she worked her way on to her hands and knees and then promptly fell face first into the water. I immediately grabbed her and sat her back up.
That is when I noticed it... Her eyes were wide... Her body shaking... She wasn't breathing...
My heart stopped. My little girl wasn't breathing.
She looked scared, confused, shocked. Her mouth was open, but nothing was happening. Tim grabbed her out of the tub and she started making coughing noises. She was coughing out, but it didn't seem like she was breathing in. And suddenly she started crying. It was labored at first, and after a few tries, it was back to normal.
This whole episode took less than a minute, but it could have been a lifetime. This was the first time my daughter had ever been in immediate danger. A thousand things ran through my mind, but the thing that screamed the loudest was, "please God, help my baby breathe!"
It took less than three minutes for Charlie to get back to normal. She went back into the bathtub with no fear and we were able to finish cleaning her up.
As I put my baby down to sleep this evening, I held her close and thanked God for answering my prayer. I was reminded as to what a precious gift she is and I am honored to be her mother. Chances are this won't be the last heart stopping, adrenaline pumping moment I will have with her, but hopefully we can keep them to a minimum.
This event is a reminder that I can't do this 'mommy-thing' on my own. I am so thankful that I have a wonderful husband in Tim. He is such an involved and attentive daddy and I am so glad that he is such a hands on parent.
And finally, I am thankful that I have a God who loves Charlotte even more than I do. And considering how much I love her, he must love her a whole lot!!
It took a few minutes to get the tub ready, and as the water filled the tub, Charlie stood holding the side of the tub talking to her toys as they floated around the water. Finally, it was time to strip her down and get her in.
Charlotte loves taking baths. She loves to kick her feet and splash water everywhere. She has a rubber ducky and a rubber fishy. She also has a rubber whale that makes noise when it gets wet. She especially likes the whale, but since it sounds akin to a screaming banshee, we limit her playtime with it, for our own sanity!
Tim and I were at the edge of the tub this evening as Charlie splashed around and made screeching noises. Eventually she worked her way on to her hands and knees and then promptly fell face first into the water. I immediately grabbed her and sat her back up.
That is when I noticed it... Her eyes were wide... Her body shaking... She wasn't breathing...
My heart stopped. My little girl wasn't breathing.
She looked scared, confused, shocked. Her mouth was open, but nothing was happening. Tim grabbed her out of the tub and she started making coughing noises. She was coughing out, but it didn't seem like she was breathing in. And suddenly she started crying. It was labored at first, and after a few tries, it was back to normal.
This whole episode took less than a minute, but it could have been a lifetime. This was the first time my daughter had ever been in immediate danger. A thousand things ran through my mind, but the thing that screamed the loudest was, "please God, help my baby breathe!"
It took less than three minutes for Charlie to get back to normal. She went back into the bathtub with no fear and we were able to finish cleaning her up.
As I put my baby down to sleep this evening, I held her close and thanked God for answering my prayer. I was reminded as to what a precious gift she is and I am honored to be her mother. Chances are this won't be the last heart stopping, adrenaline pumping moment I will have with her, but hopefully we can keep them to a minimum.
This event is a reminder that I can't do this 'mommy-thing' on my own. I am so thankful that I have a wonderful husband in Tim. He is such an involved and attentive daddy and I am so glad that he is such a hands on parent.
And finally, I am thankful that I have a God who loves Charlotte even more than I do. And considering how much I love her, he must love her a whole lot!!
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