Boo boo legs...

So Mady had her 2 month doctor's appointment yesterday. I knew it was going to be a rough day when i woke up at 7am and realized how much stuff i had to do, and still get her to the doctors by 930am. Then i noticed it was raining outside, and not just raining but pouring. The rain always makes traveling harder, and now it's even worse with an infant. So we were up and moving and out the door by 910, and of course we were a bit late (that's just who i am), but they didnt mind because of the weather.

At the doctor's office, they weighed and measured her. I was expecting her to be longer, since i can feel that and see it in how her outfits fit her now. I knew she would have to be heavier too, i just couldn't tell by how much since i hold her everyday. Well, she is now 22 1/4 inches long (which is up almost a full inch since the last visit), and she is 8lbs 14oz (which is up 15oz since last visit). My lil oinker! I didn't realize she was up that much, but she is still in the 45 percentile, which is very good.

Mady's 1 month pic with tigger

And the doctor told me she was healthy and beautiful (which i already knew, lol). Then it was the time i was dreading...shot time. I wasn't sure i could handle it at first, and i thought i would cry more than her, but i did really well...lollipop for me! Mady on the other hand, cried like she was being shot at first. But they gave her three shots, 2 in the left leg and 1 in the right, and then i picked her up and she stopped crying. Thank goodness. She was such a trooper, i'll have to remind myself to give her a lollipop in a few years for this one...i'll keep an ongoing tally. I'm sure we'll hit double digits before she starts solid foods. That will be the day (or days) she goes to her grandparents houses.

Mady's boo-boo legs

I bought her some baby tylenol and i gave her some right away, as the doctor told me to in case she would get a fever or other reaction. She did pretty well She slept for about 30min when we got home, which is good for her. She didn't really have a problem with her boo-boos until it was time to take the band-aids off. That always hurts, even me, so i wasn't surprised that she cried a bit, but that was only short lived as well. Daddy did that, but once he was done she was back to smiling at him.

Now we have to learn how we're going to get through ear piercing.

So i saw this on Megan's blog, and i decided to do it on my blog as well.

RULES: There are 100 statements and you bold the ones you have done. Grab it and play for yourself!!
1. Started your own blog
2. Slept under the stars
3. Played in a band
4. Visited Hawaii
5. Watched a meteor shower
6. Given more than you can afford to charity.
7. Been to Disneyland
8. Climbed a mountain.
9. Held a praying mantis
10. Sang a solo
11. Finished a NY Times crossword puzzle
12. Visited Paris
13. Watched a lightning storm at sea
14. Taught yourself an art from scratch
15. Adopted a child
16. Had food poisoning
17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty
18. Grown your own vegetables
19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France
20. Slept in an overnight train
21. Had a pillow fight
22. Hitchhiked
23. Taken a sick day when you're not ill
24. Built a snow fort
25. Held a lamb
26. Gone skinny dipping
27. Run a marathon
28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice
29. Seen a total eclipse (solar)
30. Watched a sunrise or sunset
31. Hit a home run
32. Been on a cruise
33. Seen Niagara Falls in person
34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
35. Seen an Amish community
36. Taught yourself a new language
37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person
39. Gone rock climbing
40. Seen Michelangelo's David
41. Sung karaoke
42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt
43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant
44. Visited Africa
45. Walked on a beach by moonlight
46. Been transported in an ambulance
47. Had your portrait painted
48. Gone deep sea fishing
49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person
50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris
51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling
52. Kissed in the rain
53. Played in the mud
54. Fullfilled a lifelong dream
55. Been in a movie
56. Visited the Great Wall of China
57. Started a business
58. Taken a martial arts class
59. Visited Russia
60. Served at a soup kitchen
61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies
62. Gone whale watching
63. Got flowers for no reason
64. Taken yoga
65. Ridden a train
66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp
67. Bounced a check
68. Flown in a helicopter
69. Saved a favorite childhood toy
70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial
71. Eaten cavier.
72. Pieced a quilt
73. Stood in Times Square
74. Toured the Everglades
75. Been fired from a job
76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London
77. Broken a bone
78. Been on a speeding motorcycle
79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person
80. Published a book
81. Visited the Vatican
82. Bought a brand new car
83. Walked in Jerusalem
84. Had your picture in the newspaper
85. Read the entire Bible
86. Visited the White House
87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
88. Had chicken pox
89. Saved someone's life
90. Sat on a jury
91. Met someone famous
92. Joined a book club
93. Lost a loved one
94. Had a baby
95. Seen the Alamo in person
96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake
97. Been involved in a lawsuit
98. Owned a cell phone
99. Been stung by a bee
100. Read an entire book in one day

56...well, i guess it's not that bad! I can't wait to do some of the thing on that list though

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas...

Well, we're well on our way to being decorated finally. I spent a great deal of time this weekend decorating the house. I was freezing cold, but i stayed outside anyways to hang the lights and garland. Unfortunately, i forgot to test all the lights before i hung them, and now we have a few lights here and there that don't quite work. I'm hoping that Frank can figure it out and make them work, and i don't have to tear it all down and re-do it. Every year i put more and more outside, and i'm happier and happier with it. I really don't want to have to tear it all down to fix a few lights and then have to put it all back up again.

Yup, thats Frank cutting the tree down!

And here i am with my "work" tree

We also got our tree this weekend. We made our annual hike over to Snyders tree farm, and searced and searched through the rows of trees until we found the most perfect one. We then took the trusty saw that they give you to use, and we cut that bad boy down. Our friend Mark was there with his wife Sally, and they helped us drag the tree down to the main building. There, they shake the tree quite violently and bundle it up for you. We then strapped that baby to the top of the Yukon and brought it home. This is where the fun began. We had an idea of where we wanted the tree, but we decided to wait until we actually HAD the tree to move any furniture so we knew how much space we really needed. We spent a good 30min arguing over how we were going to fit the tree and all the furniture into the computer room. Well, we finally got all the furniture set, and the tree in. We unbundled the tree, and it took up about half of our computer room! At least it's a nice tree. Now i just have to find time to decorate it. How does a new mom go about finding that time?

Mady, posing with the baby tree

Parenting styles...

There is this one lady at our daycare that is really pushing on my last nerve. Let me refresh everyone's memory. At this daycare, you need to tell them the previous week what your schedule will be for the next week. So the week before i took Mady to daycare for the first time, i went in to give them our schedule. I kindly explained to them that my daughter is a "loving" child, and enjoys being held, and that she is so used to being held most of the time that there is a good chance she will cry if she ISN"T being held. They told me this wasn't a big deal because there was only 1 other infant at the time, and all the rest were either almost a year or over that, and that the ladies LOVED to hold the babies. This made me very happy. Well, i took her that first week, and mind you she is only there about 2 1/2-3 hours max. When Frank picked her up the second day, the one lady proceeded to tell him that we should leave a bottle there with Mady. Well, we feed Mady on a schedule, and she doesn't eat while she is at daycare...i feed and change her litterally immediately before i drop her off. Well, he told the lady that, and she said that they wanted the bottle "just in case Frank was going to be very late and mady would need to eat". Ok, i thought, that might be a good reason, so i packed the bottle. Well, I come to find out that on Wednesday of this week that they fed her the bottle, after i told them not to HOW many times! Well, i was pissed, of course. I didn't pack a bottle for thursday then, so they would not be able to go against my wishes again. When Frank went to get her, the lady practically yelled at him, telling him that she had requested a bottle for Mady before and that we should continue to pack it for her. He then explained to her that we had told them numerous times that she is not to eat while she is there, and that she was fed the other day and we didn't appreciate it. Well, now you have to hear this, you may want to sit down. The lady tells him that she is too fussy sometimes, and that when other parents come to get their kids and Mady is in the swing and is screaming, that the other parents look at her like she is not a good caregiver. WELL DUH LADY!! I told you from the begining that she liked to be held and she would scream until you held her sometimes. And i don't think another parent would mind if you were holding an INFANT while their 2 year old is playing with toys. If i would have been there i think i would have killed that lady right there! I mean, it's bad enough that i work so hard to get and keep my child on a schedule that works for us as well as her, and she is trying to impose HER parenting styles on my child and in turn ruin what i've worked so hard to establish...but now you're going to tell me i have a bad child?!?! And the kicker is, she won't tell me when i drop Mady off, she will only tell my husband when he picks her up. What, does she already KNOW that i will tell her what i think and make her wish she was never born? And does she think Frank is a pushover?! This lady really is pushing on my last nerve. My child is an angel. Yes, she likes to be held a lot, and she does scream sometimes when she is not being held, but she likes to feel secure and loved...and that security is going to help her build trust and self-confidence for the future, so she'll be a better child/adult. Who is that lady to try to undermine that?! I'm going to have to have a talk with this lady.

Feeling, well, eh...

So i know i'm sick, that's one thing for sure, but how bad is the question. I don't feel as bad as i usually do when i get sick. Maybe it's because i caught it early and started doing something about it, maybe it's because i don't really have time during the day to think about it. Either way, i'm hoping it goes away quickly. It's really hard to take care of a baby when you don't even want to get near her for fear of getting her sick. I'm at the stuffy nose phase, so i'm hoping a few decongestants for the rest of the week and i'll be as good as new...hopefully.

The eventful, and sometimes not...

Yesterday started out as a typical day for us here, except for the fact that Mady thought it "funny" to wake up at 645am with her hands free and scream until i woke up with her and took her downstairs to hold her. Of course, the little bugger fell asleep in my arms not 5 minutes after we got downstairs, leaving me awake by myself, and very tired. Well, i've learned a trick of two in the past few days...we have an over the shoulder carrier that Frank's mom bought us for the shower, and i decided to break it out a few days ago and use it with her. Frank insisted she was still too little, but i did what i wanted anyway (Love you dear!). After she fell asleep, i carefully manuevered her up out of my arms and into the carrier that i had ever so carefully put on while i was holding her sleeping (i am such a great multitasker now, i even scare myself). With Mady secure in the carrier, i went about my morning routine...i had a bowl of cereal, i mixed her bottle, i brushed my teeth, it was nice! Then when she woke up i fed her. After about 2 hours of playing and talking to her, she decided to take a well deserved nap, which i would have loved too by the way. I thought i would use my time wisely, so i put her in her crib and took my shower. Of course, by the time i was done, she was aware that she wasn't in my arms and she was alone in her room and she had started crying. Once i got her and put her on some pillows on my bed where she could watch me the whole time, she was fine. I got dressed and we proceeded on our way to town to run errands. When we got home, again the carrier came in handy. I put Mady in it and proceeded to start dinner and make her bottle. Thank God for that carrier, or i would never get things done i think.

My day got even more eventful when i got to work. It must have been about 615pm when one of the wrestlers had an asthma attack. This was not your ordinary attack mind you, this was the attack from hell...unlike any i've ever seen before. I kid you not, he laid on the floor gasping like a fish out of water for 45min until it started to sound even remotely better. He had taken his inhaler twice, so it wasn't a good idea to take it again. There wasn't really anything for me to do except to try to regulate his breathing with him and "coach" him through it. Apparently, this has happened to him quite a few times at his other school. By the time it was completely over, it was 90min later, and by then his hands and feet were completly locked up and numb from lack of oxygen. After 2 hours, he was ready to go back in the mat room. I've never experienced an asthma attack myself, but that just looked awful. There was a few times i thought i was going to need to call 911 and start CPR because he totally stopped breathing. Thank God we got through it without that happening.

And to top my day off, my throat is a bit scratchy...i have started drinking orange juice and hot tea with honey, and taking medicine now to hopefully thrawt off any impending cold. With me being the only one home with Mady all morning and into the afternoon, getting sick would be very very not good.

Too little for xmas...

So i've decided that Mady really IS too young for Christmas. I wasn't quite sure, but i am now. She won't know if she has 1 or 31 presents under the tree this year. This fact has given me some peace of mind though. I have bought a few "newborn" sized things for her, and i was afraid she wouldn't fit into them in 24 days...but now that i have come to accept that she won't know the difference, i'm just going to wash the stuff and give it to her now. I also bought a few bigger things that i'm going to wrap up and put under the tree, along with the jumperoo that we bought her, and that will make it look nice. And i will be able to take pictures of it all and show her, and she will still be able to wear all the newborn stuff i've bought for her before she outgrows it all. I love sales~!