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Sunday, October 19, 2008

    i'm about to eat a whole bag of reese's cups =)


my niece spent the weekend with us. from the moment she walked through that front door, i had to remind myself that she's only 7 and i couldn't choke her out for that little fucked mouth of hers. i remember when my nephew was first born the issues she had because she was no longer the "baby" and all the attention wasn't completely on her, but she eventually got over it. she wasn't all that excited when i was pregnant with Z, but obviously we never got to see exactly how she would've handled another baby in the family. now that she's a big girl and not as selfish, i thought she was cool with new baby business; that's what she said! little liar. she does not like Ava one bit.

when she got here friday afternoon, she was clearly annoyed that i was so attentive to littleface instead of her so she was walking around pouting and whatnot. i was like 'this little bitch has one more goddamn time to roll her eyes at me and my baby....' Jay wanted her to feel included so he asked her if she wanted to hold Ava and take pictures. that little stank wench rolled her eyes and said "don't nobody wanna hold that baby. she ugly anyway."

she's pissed me off many times with her smart ass mouth but i never really wanted to fight a kid as much as i wanted to fight her when she said that shit. so, i made her get her bags and i kicked her out of the house. it was only for a couple of minutes but i got even, dammit. but basically the whole weekend was nothing but stank attitude from that girl. i don't care; she'll have to get over it sooner or later. thank goodness she AND my mom went on about their merry little ways today. now it's just me, papa bear, and littleface. whaaaaaat?

my sweetface little angel is getting so big. she nurses so well, i wouldn't be surprised if she's hit the ten-pound mark when she gets her checkup. she seems to be enjoy tummy time now. she was a bit fussy at first but not so much now as long as she has mommy or daddy in her view.
and she's now trying to hold her head up. it kinda freaks me out because it is beginning. she's growing and growing and will be becoming more self-reliant. she'll only be a month old in just a few days, so i know that sounds pretty melodramatic, but i hate thinking about her getting older and not needing me as much anymore. i wish she could stay my cute little baby muffin with those fat, yummy little legs forever.

she really loves music, especially old R&B music. when she gets really fussy at night, we put on some Al Green for her [and for mommy & daddy ;)] and she falls asleep within ten minutes. and she gets all wiggly whenever her daddy plays his guitar while holding her. it's so stinkin cute.
since her cord fell off, she got her first real bath this morning. before, we would sit her in her little tub and have the soap and water set to the side and she'd cry her little heart out. now we actually have water in the tub. what a mess. i don't know what worse, the water that got splashed everywhere because she fought me so hard, her pooping in the water, or her peeing on me the very second i got her out of the tub. there was a positive side though. it didn't take me nearly as long to get her to calm down as before. little steps, people.

tomorrow, i'm gonna begin my new workout workout plan in hopes of getting rid the rest of this pregnancy weight. so far, i've lost 11 lbs just doing nothing so i guess breastfeeding really does help with the weight loss. since i can't go on a restrictive diet this time, i figured i'd use the time when Ava naps to get in a total of 4 hours of intense exercise every day. in theory, it works but i'm not really sure how long i'll be able to stick with it. i hate to leave my littleface. even if it's just for a few short minutes, i'll to start to get this feeling of emptiness and miss her like crazy and she's just in the next room! ugh. i hate looking fat and nasty so i'm gonna have to suck it up and get to gettin', especially if i plan to lose 15 lbs in the next 4 weeks WITHOUT DIETING!

i must be crazy.

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