Friday, January 9, 2009

A Date

Marley and Asa went on a daddy-daughter date today to the park. It was a pleasant 70 degrees here and he has been waiting for a nice day to take her with him to play frisbee golf. From the looks of the pictures he took, she really had fun. And she was a good luck charm - he played really well!

Weight Watchers

So, on New Years Eve I joined Weight Watchers for a free 7 day trial. I was thinking I would just try it out and see how I felt about. You still have to enter in a credit card number because after the seven days, they charge you for the month. But I planned to cancel it after six days and never have to get charged.

Well, guess who forgot to cancel it and now has a $65.00 charge from Weight Watchers. Yea. Me. I was really upset when I realized it last night, especially since I hadn't even really been doing it for the 8 days I had had it. Then I thought, maybe this is good. It is catered to me and the fact that I am nursing, so the least I can do it try it for three months and see if I lose weight, right?

So, here I am at day one. I am allotted 40 points a day and I used 16 so far. I have to use exactly 40 a day to lose weight and keep my milk going. So, I think I have room to relax a little about what I eat. I mean, 26 points for one meal is a lot. As long as I am not eating totally unhealthy I can do it. But, if I see an decrease in my supply, it's sayonara. I don't want to lose weight that bad.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

5 Months, Oh My God!

I cannot believe it. 5 seems like such a big number! How did she get there already. I feel like I can't really use the excuse "I just had a baby" anymore. Now, I have to actually try to lose weight and try in my classes and try to keep the house clean. Darn. I was enjoying that excuse.

I can't even imagine how sad I am going to be about next month. That's 6! Half a year! Also, with 6 months comes baby food. That makes things so complicated. Right now it's just cry=boob. With real food, I have to actually think about it. It will be exciting, but I will have to plan ahead for places and bring baby food with me. I am planning to make my own baby food. I have been reading about it and how moms find time for it. And it sounds reasonable. I read that you can make enough food for 2 weeks in about an hour. That's totally doable!

Yesterday, some stoner-looking girls came in the office to look for an apartment. They were ooo-ing over Marley and asked me her name. I knew what their response would be: "Whoa! That is suuuuuch an awesome name! Bob Marley is so cool." (said in stoner-voice) Bob Marley is not that cool. And she isn't named after him. I did not say this out loud to them and crush their dreams, but I did think it pretty hard. Why does everyone assume she is named after him? For the record, she is not. I just liked the name when I saw someone else's baby was named Marley. So, quit telling me how cool Bob Marley is.

Did you know that you can print your blog in book form? You probably did, but I had no idea. I am going to ask for that for my birthday next year. It can be Marley's first year. I am really excited about it! But, I have to go through and fix all my typos. Dang it.

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

The Whamie

I dread night time all day long. I love being with Marley, but something about putting her to sleep is sooo hard! I know it is hard for most parents, but when does it get easier?
I give her a bath at about 8:30 every night. I put lotion on her and sing to her or read her a book. Then, I always wait until she is giving me the tired cues to wrap her up. I feed her and then she seems wide awake. So, I give her the paci and try to rock her to sleep. She screams and cries and kicks her legs. So, I move her around. She stops crying, closes her eyes, and then starts yelling again. It's like she fell asleep and then woke up going "NOOOO, YOU TRICKED ME!!!!!!!!!"

When I was younger, I hated taking naps. So, my mom would tell me to just come lay down with her while she took a nap. (We all somehow fell for this every time...) When I got into bed with her, she would wrap her arm around me and bring me really close so that I was all warm and cozy. Of course, I would fall asleep. She says that every time I woke up, I would be in a terrible mood and I would say, "You tricked me!" She called it "The Whamie". When we got older, we would ask her to "put The Whamie on us"! I wish someone would put The Whamie on me and I really wish I could put The Whamie on Marley every night.


Mom, can you help me out? You're The Whamie Master...

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Pool Party Anyone?

Well, I haven't really written about anything in almost a week. So, I guess I have a lot to catch up on.

Today is Billy's birthday. We just got back from his pirate themed birthday party. The whole time I was thinking about Marley's first birthday: where it should be, what I want to do, who would come... And I'm thinking pool party! All of our family members like to swim and by then Marley will have been in the water a few times. It will be August, so it will be warm enough. So, there we go. Already planned.

On New Year's Day Marley decided she wanted to start rolling over again. She literally hasn't done it once since Thanksgiving, but she's a rollin' fool now. Every time I put her on her stomach, she rolls to her back... how am I supposed to make her do tummy time?! It takes her a minute or two to remember what goes where, but she gets it. Then she looks at me like, "What happened?!!" while I am clapping and yelling. She can also lift up her upper body now. I guess you can see that is the pictures I posted last time, but it's a new thing. She is getting pretty strong! She still can't really sit up, but she is getting closer. I don't know if the Bumbo is actually helping, but we use it as much as we can!

She is going to be 5 months on Wednesday. I can't believe it every time I think about it. That's one month away from baby food. A few months away from crawling. Almost half way to a year. I think about how quickly this five months went by and then think about how life will be in five more months. So much is going to change! I'm not ready for a crawler. Or a walker. I want all the stages to last a little longer before we move onto the next one.

Oh well. There is nothing I can do, so I have to enjoy it as it comes!
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