Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Peanut is eight months already!

I can't believe it! Within the past month or so she has turned into a little person...not just a baby anymore. She is expressing her opinions, reaches her arms up in the air when she wants you to pick her up, and can stand on her legs for quite a bit now. She isn't crawling, but she does rollover in both directions and is starting to lift her bum up and lift herself on her elbows when she is on her tummy...getting ready to move! She is an adventurous eater so far - loves all fruits, is a little pickier about veggies, and seemed to really like the turkey burger and turkey breast that I gave her the other day. Oh, and that disgusting cottage cheese - loves that. She gets very excited when she sees us drinking out of a glass - and insists on slurping some ice cold water from our glasses. She bites down on the glass as she drinks - pretty funny. Oh, two bottom teeth in full view now!

She continues to adore the cats and dogs and tries to grab them at any chance she can. She doesn't mind the doggy kisses from Sadie one bit. She is going to love animals as she gets older- and I will continue to teach her to respect them. Eh, who needs cousins when you have your own furry family!

I am already thinking of what to do for her first birthday...what kind of cake, how big of a party to have, what theme, etc. I already have her birthday dress (and hopefully it will actually fit her). Even if very few family members come to it (which will most likely be the case), I want to go all out and make it very special. Eh, even if it were just us and her furry siblings, it would be quite the party! It won't be her first taste of cake though, the little monkey stole a taste the other day.

She really is the perfect baby. Smart as a whip, sweet and smiley, and growing like a weed. She crinkles her nose when she smiles and giggles.

Some mornings are hard to leave for work. With Ian home now, it is even harder. I feel like I am missing out on the party and I am not terribly enthused with my job. It is a job. The commute continues to suck, and I worry that it is too much stress each day. Perhaps I would like my job more if I weren't concerned with beating traffic and dreading getting in that car?
I still haven't figured out how to make time to start exercising regularly again - if this darn commute wasn't 2.5 hrs out of my day, this wouldn't be such a difficult thing.

I dislike seeing the exit sign for Yardley off I95 twice a day - reminds me of how close we were to moving and improving our lives. I am still keeping an eye on the housing market in Yardley though...maybe someday we will actually make the move.

The dogs and cats just finished up their annual vet appointments. Hans is having some urinary tract issues and Hailey hasn't quite stabilized on her new medicine. A few challenges for the next few months. Other than that, everyone else is doing good and causing the same mayhem.

Okay, lunch break over. I have to finish up a project in the next week or so or else August and September are going to be much more difficult for me (and nearly impossible to take any vacation time). Hard to be motivated today (this week!)...
-Marie

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