Precious Moments

I love those moments when I am staring at Addison and my heart fills with this overwhelming love.

I love watching her sleep. Every now and then, while she is sleeping, she smiles. She looks so peaceful and happy. I watch as her chest goes up and down with each breath. She is so beautiful and perfect in these moments.

I love it when she makes new sounds or when she does something that surprises me. Pride wells up in me and I just want to share with the world the wonderful things Addison is doing.

I love it when she looks in my eyes and smiles, because she knows who I am.

I love it when I am holding her and she buries her face in my shoulder.

I love watching her grow and change each day, as she discovers the world around her.

I love daydreaming about her future and the things we will do together.

When I am at my worst and feel completely horrible, I look at Addison and she makes me feel hopefully and full of love. I thank God for blessing us with Addison!

Dispite My Best Efforts

The past week and a half I have been working on a project that should have been really simple. The project was not my idea, but I thought that I would enjoy doing it and it would provide a service to a group of people I enjoy working with. Little did I know that this supposedly easy project would turn into craziness. The problem started when I decided to ask some questions. There were a few things that were uncertain and I felt that it would be better to make sure we were doing things right, instead of finding out later that we did things wrong. So I called and asked my "should have been easy to answer" questions, but one person told me one thing and then sent me to another person who told me something different, who then sent me to another person. In the end I ended up talking with 5 different people at this one company. The last two people I talked to were the most helpful. Joyce (the second to last person) was very honest with me and said that she did not know the answers to my questions, but she knew who would and she was going to get the answers for me. The last person I talked with, Todd, was extremely helpful and answered all my questions. The problem is that it took 5 people (including Todd) and almost two weeks to get to were I am now. Another problem, and probably the one that bothers me the most, is that during this process of trying to find the answers to my questions, I annoyed and bothered the people I was trying to provide the service to. Now there was a way to find out my answers in an easier method, but that method just happen to be home with a newborn. Since I just had a baby myself, I understand that she is busy and very tired and the last thing she would want to be bothered with is my questions. So I do take responsibility for the fact that I might have taken the harder route to find my answers, but you would think that a company would be able to answer questions about its own products.



Okay, now that I have vented, I feel much better.



Thanks for listening.

Addison at Two Months

Today Addison is 10 weeks and 2 days old. Yesterday she went for her two month check up. She weighs 11 lbs 13 oz and she is 22.75 inches tall. She is growing so fast and she is changing so much. She loves to look around. One of her favorite things is to be held facing away from the person holding her so she can see everything. She has started making more noises. She smiles when you talk to her and she will stick her tongue out at you. I have started reading baby books to her and she seems to enjoy them. It is incredible to see how quickly she is developing.

The doctor was impressed with the fact that she already sleeps about eight hours at night and during the day she goes four hours between feedings. Last night she actually slept 10 hours, though that is a rare occurrence. The doctor said that she is developing wonderfully.

Addison's eyes are a beautiful bright blue. They are actually more blue now then they were when she was born. We asked the doctor if they would stay blue. The doctor said that there is still a chance that they might change, but it is very likely at this point that she is going to have blue eyes. It also looks like her hair is going to be very light brown. It is so funny to think of Daniel and I having a blue eyed, light haired child. With Daniel having black hair and brown eyes and me having brown hair and green eyes, it doesn't look like she is going to look like either of us. The doctor said this is just Addison's first way of showing us that she is her own person.

Addison also got her first shots while she was at the doctor's office. It was heartbreaking to see her cry in pain when they were giving her the shots. But she claimed down pretty quickly afterwards and she didn't seem to having any problems last night.

She really is such a good baby. She is happy most of the time and she is easy to entertain. I am very thankful that she is sleeping eight plus hours at night. God has blessed us so much.

Miriam's Birthday!

Today was Miriam's birthday. So we all got together at the Russ' house to celebrate.












Here is Miriam and her husband Brian.

Pre-pregnancy size

The weight is almost gone, but the hips may be here to stay.

It has been over two months (9 weeks and 2 days to be exact) since Addison was born. In that time I have managed to lose most of the weight I gained during pregnancy, except for about 5 to 8 pounds. Though I have lost all that weight, my hips (hips & thighs) are not anywhere close to their pre-pregnancy size. Before I was pregnant I wore a size 4 jeans. I went to try on jeans today and most of the size 8's I tried on did not fit. I finally did find a size 8 that fit and was comfortable. It just boggles my mind how I can only be 5 pounds away from my pre-pregnancy weight, but yet still be almost 3 sizes larger than my pre-pregnancy size.

I don't think that I look much, if any, bigger than I did before I was pregnant. In fact, I would say that most people (just by looking at me) would think that I was back down to my pre-pregnancy size.

Now I know some of you are rolling your eyes and wondering why I am complaining about being a size 8. It is not that I mind being a size 8. And it is not that I am complaining, more that I am just surprised by the fact that apparently weight and size do not necessarily work the same after pregnancy as they did before. Because, in theory, if weight and size worked the same as before, then considering that I am almost back to my pre-pregnancy weight, I should be able to almost get back into my pre-pregnancy size or at least the next size up.

More importantly and probably the thing that does bother me and I will complain about, is the fact that I can not afford to buy a whole new wardrobe. I have spent years slowly building a wardrobe of pants, from dress slacks to casual jean. To think that now I have to start over is quite depressing.

The Fight is not over though. It has only been a little over two months. And I am still not back into a regular exercise routine. I am not giving up. I think there is still hope that I might be able to get back into my pre-pregnancy pants. I will let you know how it goes.


Love to All!

Amy