Aug 12, 2014 | Sesame, Uncategorized, What's going on |
I haven’t had much of interest to discuss lately. If you want to hear how the never ending crisis in the middle east in impacting the socioeconomic scene, I suggest you leave asap. If you want to hear how Sesame lays on her back on her play mat and rotates herself around in a full circle by swinging her legs then you’re at the right place.
* I packed up Annabelle’s preemie clothes and the smallest of her newborn clothes this week. I may have cried. What happened to my little ball of squish with the wrinkly face?! How can I get her back?
Sadie understands how I feel.
While we’re on the topic of clothes, Sundays outfit was a home run. Ruffle socks AND a pair of my beloved baby shoes. Fun fact: last month these capris were pants. I’m taking advantage of skinny minnie to getting every single wear I can out of her newborn clothes.
* I called the doctor to make Annabelle’s four month appointment and very confidently told the receptionist that her name is Allison. When I realized and corrected myself VERY enthusiastically, all I heard on her end were crickets. It was very awkward.
* I hate calling the doctor for every little sniffle and cough the baby has. I’m really trying to promote the fact that I’m not a hypochondriac when it comes to my child’s symptoms, thank you very much. And yet we’ve been to the doctor three times in the last five weeks. For some reason I assumed Christopher operated under the same policy. He does not. I found this out when he asked the doctor something about AB’s poor leg circulation (which was a perfectly fine question) and followed it up with “We want to be sure we aren’t putting her diaper on too tight.” And just like that my ego shattered into a million pieces on the exam room floor. The part of me that has changed 12,416 diapers over the years shriveled up and died. This office will never again think I have things under control if they’re concerned “we” don’t know how to put diapers on properly.
* I recently started doing zumba again. Unfortunately nightly klondike bars do not a flat stomach make so I go to zumba and dance in the best way my white self can. At my old zumba I was the best white lady there. I was also the only white lady. This is a zumba toning class so everyone has two little (and I do mean little) 1.2lb weights that make noises when you shake them. I bring 2lb weights because if I can’t be the best white lady there I want to be the heavy-weight champion of the class. I was really proud of holding that position for a whole week until I went to the class last night. I was doing my “warm up”, aka swinging my arms around in random directions, when I saw myself in the mirror. I looked just like Michael Phelps swinging his arms around before a race and you know what I comment on every time I see him about to swim? How ridiculous he looks. You know who I’m not a fan of? Michael Phelps. I was humbled. All I wanted to do was curl up in a ball and eat 12 klondike bars.
Aug 4, 2014 | Sesame, Uncategorized |
Allow me to give you a brief update on the medical condition of our family. Annabelle recovered from reflux just in time to start a grand slam cough/sneeze/congestion. I spent the better part of the weekend feeling like I was coming down with a combo of The Plague of 2011* and The Worst 275 Day Illness of My Life, medically known as the time I was pregnant. For the record, I am not pregnant. Christopher dropped one of his weights on his bare foot and now said foot is swollen and purple. In short, we’re the very picture of health over here.
* UTI + eColi + cryptosporidium + a heart rate of 143 = The Great Plague
I wish I looked this cute when sick.
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She wore this dress to church and everyone was telling me how cute she looked. #obviously
A man came over to me and I assumed he was going to say the same so without really listening to what he said, I said “thank you.” Five minutes later I realized he had only said hi, which explains why he looked at me like I said something weird. |
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| “Why, yes! I DO know that I’m the cutest baby on the block!” |
In other recent news, we went to Stone Mountain for a visit with Christopher’s family.
Sesame the explorer charting the course to her next meal.
Annabelle met her cousins and there was a lot of excited kissing.
If going on vacation results in pictures where 2/3 of the family are smiling, then sign me up for one every month. Notice how Annabelle is covering her face like she doesn’t want anyone to know she’s associated with us. Isn’t she a little young to be behaving like that?
Thirty minutes later she was acting all cool with Dad in the gift shop. She said she wants to start a group called Sesame and The Playmat Gang. They do a mean rendition of If You’re Happy and You Know It.
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| “Peace, bros.” |
Jul 29, 2014 | Sesame, Uncategorized |
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| Cuddling with Mama at the exact moment I turned 4 months old. |
Vital statistics: Last week I weighed 11lbs. 10 oz. I don’t know my length but Mom says I’m “long”, whatever that means.
What’s up with my wardrobe: Thanks to the excessive heat I spent much of this month wearing nothing but my birthday suit and a diaper. When I am dressed I look like three million bucks.
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| Ain’t nobody got time for a bow when it’s 182* outside. |
I enjoy/am mildly amused by: bath time, swimming in my pool, and having my belly kissed. I love to look at the pretty baby in the mirror. Mealtimes continue to be the delight of my life.
Milestones of my young life this month:
* I met my great grandmother, two cousins and Aunt Stephanie.
* I can grab toys. I’m an expert rattle shaker.
* My hair is getting longer and thicker.
* I will always hold Mr. Lion near and dear to my heart, but there’s a new man in my life. His name is Honeypot and I like eating his ears.
* Sometimes I can pull myself in a sitting position when laying on someones lap.
* I’ve upgraded from swimming in a pan to swimming in a pool and I love it.
* I’m starting to teeth.
* I saw my first fireworks. I was neither fazed nor overly impressed.
* I was told 4,792 times that under no circumstances whatsoever am I allowed to get any bigger.
Jul 22, 2014 | Sesame, Uncategorized |
Dear Prince George,
Thank you so much for the lovely card you sent inviting me to your first birthday party. I wish I could be there to celebrate with you. Unfortunately my private airplane (which I refuse to believe is really a swing) is at the mechanics. I’m having a new sound system installed and it won’t be complete until next Thursday. I can’t travel without my plane swing. I hope you understand.
Do you ever feel like always being the center of attention is almost more than one small person can bear? Sometimes all you can do is wear oversized bloomers, clutch your pearls and gaze off into the distance as you dream of a life where you can fuss just because you feel like it and no one comes running to sniff your bottom.
I saw a picture of you talking a walk with your nanny, Maria Teresa. I too have a nanny/royal baby carrier/maid/chef/court jester/housekeeper. Her name is Mother Dearest Whom I Love with All My Heart. She’s responsible for polishing my tiara every day.
I’d like to invite you and your mother over for an afternoon snack. We’ll pull out the best china for the moms and you can use one of my bottles. I don’t often drink from a bottle, but I’ll do anything for you, George dear,
Of all the princes in my life right now, you’re my favorite. I’ll set my crown for you any day.
Love,
Her Royal Highness Princess Annabelle of the Rock n Play, Duchess of all Lions and Elephants
Jun 28, 2014 | Sesame, Uncategorized |
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Chilling with my elephant, Apple, at the exact minute I turned 3 months. |
Vital statistics: I don’t know how much I weigh right now, but Mom says probably about 11lbs. That’s a complete guess, by the way. She’s terrible with estimating. All I know is my cheeks and belly are getting bigger by the day.
What’s up with my wardrobe: I’m pretty much swimming in 0-3 month clothes. Mom keeps putting shoes on me but they mostly fall off. Sometimes I wear my pajamas until 11:15am and sometimes I wear nothing at all.
I enjoy/am mildly amused at: Breakfast! Second breakfast! Lunch! Afternoon snack! Supper! After supper snack! I LOVE being talked and sang to all the time. Watching Mama put on her makeup. Playing Fly Baby with Daddy. Walks to the mailbox and the garden with Mom. Every day we check our plants and we were so excited when our sunflower finally bloomed!
It’s obvious when I don’t like something.
Milestones of my young life this month:
* I can laugh.
* I found my voice.
* I tolerate tummy time.
* I have a boyfriend in the nursery at church. Mom loves seeing him more than I do. I could not be less interested. His name is Henley and we both have a thing for pacifiers so I guess it could work out between us.
* I learned the fine art of taking a selfie.
* My hair is coming in nicely. Mom says soon I’ll have a ponytail.
* I continue to be everyone’s favorite baby.
Jun 18, 2014 | Holidays, Sesame |
I consider it one of my responsibilities as a mother to instill in Annabelle the importance of wearing holiday appropriate clothing. We started off Father’s Day weekend in this little getup.
Sunday rolled around and Sesame realized that she had forgotten to order her father’s gift. She’s so busy during the day sitting in her swing and being carried around in her royal chariot (aka my arms) that it’s totally understandable it slipped her mind. Thankfully we remembered a card.
I had big plans of letting Christopher have a relaxing day and making him whatever meal he wanted, but he ended up cooking for us. He did get to sleep until 7:57 and still managed to be ready to leave for church by 8:05 which I don’t even want to talk about because the baby and I were up since 6:15.
Outfit two of the weekend was the onesie I gave Christopher when I found out I was pregnant. She had little jeans and polka dot shoes on for church which really completed the ensemble. I really impressed myself with that outfit.
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They’re so cute!
Her hand on her knee! Her camouflage bow! |
I wish I looked this cute when sitting out on the porch in my pj’s. I love her little face!!
PS. Totally unrelated, but I survived a phone call with the insurance company today. Someone mail me a Lifetime Achievement Award.
