8 Months Old and on the Move!

Lainey turned 8 months old today! There's been lots of excitement since my last post. Lainey bounced back from her tubes procedure easily and two days later took her first fledgling crawls while we were celebrating her cousin Jacob's 11th birthday. The next morning, she successfully pulled herself into a standing position (although she did have a headstart, because she was sitting on Mark's leg). She's still not moving full steam ahead, but she can make her way across the room pretty quickly and tonight she pulled herself up in her crib (time to lower the mattress). Looks like we need to start thinking about some baby proofing around this joint!

Enjoy some pictures and video from Elaine eighth month of life! Lainey's Eighth Month

So proud!

Tubular!!!

Lainey had her tubes put in this morning. All went perfectly as it should. She did great without food this morning and had fun playing around on the hospital bed.

She was pretty out of sorts after, but is now sleeping peacefully. Let's hope this marks the end of the ear infections!

Here's a pre-op picture of Lainey in her hospital gown. She loved all the extra fabric! She also loved chewing on her little ankle tag. If there is a tag, she'll find a way to chew on it.

We Can Do It! (But, Can I?)

After over three months of trying to fit it in, Mark and I FINALLY made the trip to get our new iphones. I snagged an awesome Rosie the Riveter case for mine. She will be a great symbol of female empowerment for Miss Lainey, who will undoubtedly be staring endlessly at the back of this phone as I take copious pics of her cute mug.

And maybe a little inspiration for me, ‘cause I’m definitely not feeling “Rosie” right now. More like “Kylie the Kaput.”

Lainey’s ongoing ear troubles keep her up most nights and being held upright is often the only position that gives her relief for sleep. I gotta’ be honest. While I love taking a weekend nap with my little one, it’s hard getting a restful night’s sleep with a 19-pound baby on your chest.  I try to count my blessings. Her issues are very common and relatively easy to fix (tubes on in on Thursday). I know there are too many parents with truly sick children who would give their right arms to go through a few months sleep deprivation if it meant their child would be okay. But, gratitude is sometimes hard to find at 3am as you hold your crying baby for the umpteenth night and watch the clock tick towards your 5:30am alarm.

Right now I feel like I’m stumbling through my days, getting the bare minimum done and not doing anything particularly well. Trying to juggle work, errands, house chores and mommy duties has me in a tailspin. Calgon, take me away!!! (Does Calgon even exist anymore?)

I suppose life is still cushier than working in a war manufacturing plant...