...Rosa Margarite Louisa Murtaugh Blissett was born. Without her birth, I would not be here today. Nor would dozens and dozens of other people be here, including my wacky sisters Andra & Heidi and cousin Kristi.
Happy 101st Birthday to the most amazing woman you could ever have the opportunity of calling Grandma (although she scared the crap out of me when I was a kid).
Big event at work this coming Saturday. Just 427 of my closest friends joining me for a little fundraising gala at the Salt Lake Country Club.
More soon but expect the blog to be quiet this week until I get this event under my belt.
After little c was born, a very good friend of mine, who is an amazing mother to 2 boys, sent us one of the best baby gifts you could ever receive. The box was filled with all kinds of goodies, including little c's very own set of wooden spoons, spatula and measuring spoons, because that's what babies end up playing with anyway. They might as well have their own set, right?
Little c has all kinds of other things to play with but lately has seemed bored with all of them. He has an exer-saucer that he likes for, oh, about 7 minutes TOPS but that's it for big toys. All of his other ones are rattles or ziploc bags filled with air (you think I'm kidding), or his Sophie giraffe. All little things he can grasp in his adorable hands.
Can anyone recommend some toys that maybe just might keep his attention for longer than a minute or is that just what 7 month old babies are like? He has a piano at "school" that he sits in front of and his "teachers" say he can sit there for a really long time and loves to play with it.
I read that stacking cups are good at this age. What do you think? Any toys that will aid in his development into the world's youngest Mensa member? I really am looking for recommendations from you experienced mamas out there, so please leave a comment if you've got any ideas.
Okay, I've got to get back to polishing off a bag of Pepperidge Farm Milano cookies (the raspberry flavour...oh my!).
Guess who loves hummus?
That would be this kid.
The jury is still out on peas and avocados, but otherwise, everything else is fair game. Especially roasted garlic and roasted tomato hummus.
Now I wonder if he'll like octopus salad and blue cheese like my 2 year old nephew?
I do.
41 ounces in the fridge as I type this.
My milk supply started to take a nose dive a few weeks ago and I decided to cash in on the prescription little c's pediatrician gave me for it "if I needed it."
I had tried the hippy route and drank this Mother's Milk tea which is filled with all kinds of yummy and not so yummy herbs and spices (not as good as the Colonel's blend) but I had to drink it 4 times a day and it didn't taste very good and only increased my milk a little bit. Enter Domperidone. And holy cow, does that stuff work.
Looks like we'll be able to make it to 9 months of nursing/pumping afterall, unless little c decides otherwise.
This is little c after he raided the fridge and drank all 41 ounces in one sitting. Note the petite hands.
I cried tonight.
Does that surprise you?
Big c and little c were out on the lawn playing horseshoes and big c said "Guess who has a tooth coming through?" I welled up with pride and tears and ran over and stuck my finger in little c's mouth. But he only allowed passage for a second before he batted my hand away and grunted in protest.
But I felt it. It's coming through without any warning signs, like pools of drool or raging diaper rash.
My baby is growing up way too fast.
Great, I'm crying again.
