Tears

So its late...Well not that late for me cause this is the time I'm usually up at night, but that's not the point at the moment. The point of all this is that my baby is gonna be 1 years old in 23 days!!! I think about it and it blows my mind to think at very time last year that she was still inside me growing. She was just little kicks and hiccups. Then 23 days later, I was in the hospital holding her in my arms and my whole world changed. It was like every problem I had fell away because all that mattered was her and its still like that. She's become my world and I wouldn't have it any other way. She's gone from being my sleepy little bundle to my very very active and crazy pre-toddler. Yet some of the looks she gives me are the same looks from when she was just a few weeks old. She's almost walking, I guess that's whats really made me so sentimental because she's become so independent. Yet at night when she's crying she still wants her mommy, which makes me feel so special. Cause I always feel a pang of jealousy when her daddy can comfort her better than I can (which a whole different issue having mostly to do with my so called mom-n-law). I have so much more to say, but just realized I have a mound of laundry to do and not that long to do it.

Buh-Bye May, Hello June

So my princess is 10 months going on 11 in a few weeks. I still marvel at how fast time has gone by and right around the corner is her 1st birthday. I'm so excited that we've finally started to get the ball rolling on planning her birthday party.  Well there hasn't been many changes in this last month, she's still crawling, laughing, drinking a bottle (to my dismay), playing, and growing. A couple of days ago I noticed that she was slightly more cranky and sensitive than usual, drooling like crazy, and trying to chew on whatever she could so even though we haven't seen anything we believe she's getting another tooth. I have also started try to wean her off the bottle, but my efforts have been useless (so far), I thought I'd gotten a sippy cup that she liked, but she's only drank out of it successfully twice and both times she only drank half of her milk then she wanted the rest in her bottle. Which confuses me greatly because I don't understand how she can only drink half of it? Ooh, I almost forgot we took her to her first Strawberry Festival, she loved the food! I mean she ate or tried to eat everything that I bought and later that night ended up with a tummy ache keeping both me and her father up till 5 in the morning. I love seeing her try new food, right now she's loving fruit, chicken, fries, weenie, egg salad, mashed potatoes, and peas, but that's not counting all the little stuff we let her try. Well right now that she's asleep I better get some housework done. nighty night