Ready for an 80s video

Although Lauren's gaining weight - quickly...she gained a pound in the last 9 days - she's way too little for 3-6 month clothes and doesn't have any pants that fit her. The last few days have been a little cooler here. So, in an effort to get a little crafty and make her something to cover her legs I made these 'baby legs' out of a pair of my socks I never wear. I used THIS tutorial on you.tube. I also had to learn how to use my sewing machine that I got for Christmas 2 years ago. They were super easy. I put a little head band on her and thought she looked like she could star in an 80s music video. What do you think?

Over the mountain

To Lauren, I'm sure it felt like a mountain. We started off our morning with some tummy time.



And chewing/slurping on fingers. But then this...



became this...



and then...



which led to this...



and she wasn't happy! So I scooped her up, kissed her sweet cheeks all over and gave her the pacifier. She looks done with pictures, don't you think?

The last few weeks...

About a week after Grandma and Grandpa Fox came for a visit, Brian's brother, sister and her husband came to visit and see Lauren again.



I think they look ready for one of their own. :)

And Lauren and Derin spent some time watching some TV.



And it happens at least once a week! She started fussing one morning while I was still asleep. Brian got up to get her and when I woke up and he handed her to me I asked him what he'd spilled on his shirt. Nothing...whoops. :) I always check her when I take her out of the crib so this doesn't happen to me.



We had a little photoshoot because I thought she looked like a little ballerina in this outfit - but it doesn't really look like it in the pictures. She's soooo smiley. I just love it.



Look at those cheeks. I kiss them all the time. Love them. :)



And modeling a hair clip that I made one afternoon while at Emily's. I used scraps from her baby quilt. Not sure if I love the clip, but it matched the outfit.



And we've been trying out the bumbo every few days. She does okay for a bit, but it's so much work to keep her head up, that this is what happens after a few minutes.



Things are going well here! I can't believe I have just a few weeks left at home before I head back to school. Kids are starting their first day today. It doesn't seem weird that I'm not there. School seems like it belongs in a different life that I no longer live. There are some things I am looking forward to about going back - for my conversations to have a little more to them than eating, napping and pooping, but leaving this sweet girl is going to be tough!

2 months

I don't believe my baby is two months old! Here are some pictures of my little cutie from a quick photo shoot we had this morning.









This month has been much more enjoyable than the last one! You've started smiling, which makes Mommy and Daddy SOOO happy. In the last week or so, you've also started to 'talk' more. I love hearing your little baby noises as you interact with me, Daddy and your toys. You love to be on your play mat and stare at the monkey and the giraffe. You are always always kicking your feet! You still don't love tummy time. You've moved out of your newborn diapers, and I'm really exited that most of your clothes are finally starting to fit you! You weighed 10lbs and 10oz when you were 8 weeks old. You are such a wonderful and easy baby. I love spending my days with you! I'm spending less and less time with you at night, though. Your first night as a two month old you slept from 7:45 until 8:15, waking up only once to eat at 2:30! I hope you keep it up. I love you!

I knew I should have waited...

...to bathe her. Oh poopy diapers. I find that I spend a lot of time talking about poop these days. Lauren is going to love that I share this story with the blogging world (major sarcasm), but I just have to. Lauren poops every 2-3 days. Therefore, since those diapers are incredibly disgusting, she requires a bath after those diaper changes. It had been 4 days and no poopy diaper...so against my better judgment...I gave her a bath this morning.

Just look how cute and clean she is! My aunt Rosie gave her this darling towel.







And a few hours later we found this after a nap. With some soaking, I think I can save the onesie. :)



Ew....so she got 2 baths today.

It could have been so much worse.

Monday was an interesting day in our house. We woke early (which will be considered sleeping in once I head back to work in a few months, sigh) to take Lauren to the doctor for her 2 month appointment (wait...2 months??? how is this possible?). I wanted Brian to go with me because she had to get shots. I was a little nervous about this. I'd heard that moms have a hard time with their babies getting shots and sometimes, the moms cry too! I didn't think I'd cry, but I didn't think it would be easy for me either. It wasn't easy AND I cried. As soon as they stuck the needles in her thighs she turned bright red and couldn't even catch her breath to get a cry out. I had never, ever, seen such a sad, mad face on my baby before. I just couldn't handle it. Thankfully, she settled down with in minutes of me scooping her up into my arms. She spent most of the afternoon sleeping, but once she woke up from her nap, she screamed and cried for 20 minutes. She was inconsolable. Nothing helped. I cried again knowing that she was in pain. After the Tye.lenol kicked in she settled down and fell asleep in my arms. It could have been so much worse if her screaming fit had happened when we were at Wal.mart....

After getting back from the doctor and eating lunch, we headed to Wal.mart to do our grocery shopping. All was well, it was a fairly quick trip, Lauren slept most of the time and no creepy women came up asking to see the baby (that's another story all in itself). It was rather toasty, so on our way to the car Brian asked me to start the car and load Lauren while he loaded the groceries. I went to unlock the car and thought it was strange that the car was already unlocked. When I stuck the key in the ignition and turned it...nothing. The car wouldn't start. I tried and tried to no avail. Brian tried...nothing for him either. With a trunk full of groceries (and lots of frozen things) and a baby on a hot day, I was about ready to burst into tears. BUT we looked up and saw our next door neighbors coming out of Wal.mart! Hooray for help! Travis and Brian tried to jump the car, but after several attempts, it didn't work. Kristina took me home (while Brian took Lauren back inside a cool store) so I could get my car and we could get our groceries and go home. It was great there was already someone there who lived close! We didn't lose any of the frozen stuff to the July heat! It could have been so much worse had we had to call my mom and wait for her to get to us...or had I been alone. Thankfully, it was the battery that caused the issue. Brian had it checked at the place where he bought the new battery. The battery had a charge of .34 volts. A new battery has 12 volts. The battery was so dead that it couldn't be jumped.

All in all, the bad day wasn't so bad after all. I must also mention that I am really grateful I have a child that rarely cries. I can't imagine how hard it must be to deal with a baby that cries a lot. 20 minutes was tough. I feel for you mommies with colicky babies. You are rock stars!

Here are a few pics...just because you have to have 'em.

We got this new play mat and Lauren LOVES it. I can leave her on it while I take a shower and get ready for the day. She's perfectly content to stare at the giraffe or monkey and kick her feet for 30-40 minutes!



And her bandaids...poor baby.

Mornings

I am not a morning person. I have never been. My mom used to come into my room to wake me up, turn on a little light near my bed and come back in 5 minutes. I had to have that 5 minute warning. I'm sure she was really glad to no longer deal with my refusal to get up grumpiness when I was finally old enough to start using an alarm clock.

7 weeks ago I began to love mornings. Mostly I came to love them because it meant we had made it through another night. It was now 'okay' to be awake and I didn't have to head back to bed wondering how long I'd have before Lauren would cry and want to eat again.

Now that Lauren has started smiling, I love mornings for a whole new reason. It is so wonderful to peer over her crib in the morning, look down and see her beautiful smiling face. I love to unwrap her from her blanket and see her sweet, itty bitty baby feet. I love to pick her up, bury my nose deep into her neck, breathe her in and cover her sweet cheeks with kisses. Now that she's going longer between feedings at night (for which I am really grateful), I find that I miss her! I love mornings for the baby snuggles and smiles. She's so perfectly wonderful and I am in love!

She fell asleep during 'tummy time'...





...so I moved her to her crib...she wriggled her arms free and rolled to her side.



Trying to capture smiles on camera... I've got to use the flash because she moves too much and non-flash pictures are blurry!