Fun Facts About Ava

Fun facts about Ava that you are dying to know. :) :) :)

~I picked her name simply b/c it was a classically beautiful name... it has no historical background, has no relations to our families, same with her middle name
~She looks adorable in pink... green... blue...yellow... Hell, she looks cute in anything
~She would eat 24/7 if I let her
~ She has a clogged tear duct and gets this funky eye boogies
~She tends to cry on the hour, every hour after a feeding and the ways of comforting her including walking her back and forth in the kitchen, bouncing her in your lap on the bed, or jiggling her while you rock her in the rocking chair (which hurts my back like crazy)
~She's finally getting a sleep schedule established at night and is asleep by 8 PM
~She loves, loves, loves her Daddy... but when I leave the two of them alone, she tends to cry the whole time
~If Daddy jiggles his keys in front of her, she's mesmerized
~She refuses to keep her hands under a blanket and tends to wiggle her way out of a swaddle.

April 26, 2007

Dear Ava,

Today you are six weeks old and as I stare at you while you sleep, I can't believe that you haven't been a part of my life this whole time. When I hold you, I can't even look back and remember you not being in my arms. In the past six weeks, you've captured every part of my soul and have it firmly gripped in your tiny little fist. You've completed me in a way I never knew possible. Every cry, every coo, every smile melts my heart. You make me want to be a better person; you make me want to make this world a better place for you to exist. I want to do everything for you, including buy you a pony. :)

Love,
Mommy

Cheap Update

Random Thoughts

~ Beautiful Sunny Day
~ My daughter is the prettiest baby EVER
~She does tend to spit up a lot though
~ My hubby is grumpy today
~I ate 2 donuts today
~I spoil my daughter by holding her too much
~ I can type this entry all while feeding the little tyke

:(

My brother in law's tour of duty in Iraq got extended :( :( :(

Life With Baby

Tomorrow my little tyke is one month old. It's hard to believe how fast time is flying... I'm feeling more comfortable in my role as Mom, but that comfort only extends to my property line. The last (and only time) I've ventured out alone with her, I ended up in tears... but of course that was two weeks ago and we went to the doctors office where I fumbled about with my newborn feeling like a newborn babe myself... but I have gotten a little bit more confidant. I'm still so very afraid of her bursting into one of her crying fits and not being able to calm her. At home I comfort her with a boob, a diaper change or with a go in the rocking chair. But out in the real world, I can't do that...

We venture out alone again on Monday when we make our one month check up at the doctors... and hopefully she doesn't scream her head off when the doctor pretends to drop her to check her reflexes...

Maybe in two weeks I'll be more able to take her out and debut her to the world... we have yet to take her anywhere in public... liking to keep her locked away in our cozy little home... Soon, soon.

But motherhood is good, tiresome, but good. We're dealing with her crying as it comes (and boy does it come!!!!). She was such a good baby for two weeks, and now she loves to let loose in the evenings. I suspected colic, but she's consoliable and it doesn't last for hours on end... it lasts until my butt hits the rocker or I whip out dinner (sorry for that reference). She has her good nights, where she sleeps like an angel or goes down at a great hour... and she has her bad nights where she refuses to go to sleep or wakes up for two hour periods (let me tell you, there's nothing good on TV at two in the morning).

My husband is trying his best to help out... he can't stand too much of the crying, it drives him crazy at some points, but he's learning and trying his best. I give him major props for working full time and coming home to a haggled (usually covered in spit up and still in her PJs) wife. :) He is the best.

Well, my baby is calling... time to eat!