Organized Chaos

I guess the more I blog, the more it becomes less about my letters to our sweet Stella and more about our experiences together. After all, she is here now and doing very "experience like" things such as; trying to eat her own diapers, crawling like she is a gangster, and making Momma get a FAKE Christmas tree so she won't be covered in sap. I can already tell that she is about to ROCK our world with this whole "being mobile" thing.

I'm not one of those Moms that feels the need to rush her child's development. Maybe it's the lazy in me that likes the fact that the baby can't crawl to random foreign objects and immediately stick them in her mouth. Or perhaps it's just the fact that I'm a first time Mom and I hate to see my baby become a toddler and then a child...and then a teenager...and then an adult. Holy Moly now I need a glass of wine. Anyway, back to the subject. I guess I just feel like the sooner she crawls, the sooner she walks, the sooner she can talk, the sooner she can talk back, the sooner we are mother and daughter who can't agree on anything. Then I will definitely miss those times when I cuddled her as I gave her a bottle and she would play with my hair.

Being a Mom has definitely made my life more chaotic and less organized. I currently have a large wall in my living room with 15 splotches of different colored paint because I ATTEMPTED to patch the holes a few weeks ago and haven't gotten around to painting it back.

I have 3 gym memberships because I can't find the time to cancel the ones I don't use.

I've needed to order a bank card because I lost mine about a month ago. 

My husbands shirts have been at the cleaners so long they may have auctioned them.

CHAOS.

However, my husband informed me last night that he loves this goofiness about me. Apparently I need to learn to chill out and learn to make fun of myself a little bit. I think having a baby definitely makes you a different person. I'm no longer organized, but organized chaos. Stella doesn't know the difference. As long as she is fed, played with, and has a clean diaper she is good. Now, if I can teach her that my Christmas decor is in fact not food, I'll feel like I've mastered something. 

How Momma Got New Carpet

A few weeks ago my precious, squishy, little bunny did a massive number two on our already disgusting carpet. If I would have been the caretaker at the moment, it would have been a scrubbing marathon to quietly clean it before the Dad got home. Because the Dad was the caretaker at the moment, it was the reason Mommy got new carpet and a very graphic picture of the destruction. 

You see, I've been begging the Dad for new carpet for quite some time, always a different excuse. "Our carpet is nasty." "Stella is going to cut herself on the tack strip." "I'm pretty positive we have spider eggs in our carpet." OK--so maybe I even exaggerated a little bit. But the Dad was no where near ready to purchase new carpet UNTIL his precious little bean fell face first into the not so soft carpet and burnt her face. Then he says "Get a quote." So I did and NOW I have new comfy and clean carpet.

I have a feeling our lives may be like this for awhile. I'm not the princess anymore. But whatever Stella needs, Stella gets. I'm OK with it I guess, as long as we can figure out how to make it Stellas idea that Mommy needs a new pair of shoes. :) 

By the way, that new carpet came in handy. The babe crawled a week later and I swear I heard her whisper, "Thanks for the new digs Mom".  

 

Happy Half Birthday

Dear Bunny,

You are 6 Months old today! I seriously can't believe it and I've seriously been slacking on my posts to you. I apologize to future you who may be reading this. You've just been SO much fun to play with that I haven't had time to write about you. But here goes...

At 6 Months you weigh 19 lbs and are pushing 27 inches long. You are SUPER busy. You can't  crawl yet, although you may have started by the time I finish this post. I'm serious, you're that close. You've learned that since you can't crawl to things you want, you just roll. You are constantly moving your arms like you are swimming and kicking your legs like you are running. I wish I was half as active as you are.

Here are some facts about you:

You cry hysterically whenever someone yawns near you. It scares the bejeezus out of you. We can't quite figure it out but it's quite hysterical.

You get so excited when Daddy gets home from work, you smile, giggle, and YELL.

You would rather sit and play with your toys than be held. You are VERY independent.

You roll yourself to sleep in your crib at night.

You STILL love Barney. Yuck.

You suffered your first sickness this month, a yucky ear infection. Poppie caught it by seeing you tugging at your ear. Minus taking the yucky medicine, you have taken it like a champ.

You are eating bananas, sweet potatoes, rice cereal, and butternut squash. Oh and once you ate a sucker. Mommy was hesitant on Halloween to give you any candy but then I felt sorry for you and gave you a sucker. Suckers are DEFINITELY your favorite food. Don't say I never let you do anything fun.

You are the funniest, sweetest, happiest baby your Daddy and I ever had and we are so super happy that God blessed us with you. We love you Bunny.

The Rough Life of a 6 Month Old