Lilly's Pad

Friday, July 21, 2006

A Mother's Nose....

Isn't it amazing how they say you can hear your baby's cry in the hospital nursery among all the other babies and you can pick out his/her voice? Well, that same phenomenon occurs when your baby has a poopie diaper all the way across the house. Case in point... Folding laundry in the living room this morning, I hear Lilly waking up from her nap. She coos and "talks" for a few seconds and then....silence. This lasts for maybe 30 seconds and then the cooing resumes. THEN, I get a slight wiff of something that doesn't smell quite fresh - not overpowering mind you - just not roses. I say to myself, "I think Lilly just made me a present." (that's what we call it at our house) Then, I retract saying again to myself, "It's not time for one of those." I continue folding the laundry. A few minutes later it is very apparent that my first reaction was the correct one. As I enter the bedroom to put the laundry away, my beautiful daughter is standing in her crib holding on to the rail and smiling a huge smile, showing me both of her bottom teeth. Then, she lets go, and seemingly purposely, drops to her butt, bounces and squeals with delight. She thinks this is fun, so she proceeds to do it again 2 or 3 times. My hands are full of laundry and I have no choice but to watch this happening. Needless to say, the changing process is infinitely more challenging AFTER the bouncing.

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Finally!!

Ok, here I am. I figured I'd do another post considering all the (good-natured) ribbing I've gotten lately from never updating. ;) Can't a girl just have an idle blog?!

Well, Crystal has inspired me to just be candid!! Of course, I'd probably never say anything like "crotch" on MY blog, but it gives me such freedom to know I can say whatever I want!

For the latest on life: I have a couple prayer requests. You can always tell when the Holy Days and FOT are approaching. So many trials start popping up. Both Aaron's and my jobs are questionable these days b/c we both work for companies that are "on their last leg". Aaron is SO loyal (to a fault) that he keeps looking for the good in his situation. It's finally to the point that he's realized he needs to find something else - for the family, for his health and for his sanity. My company is in the process of being sold. This could mean several possibilities. When I had Lilly, the owner of the company agreed to let me work from home 3 days/week and come in to the office 2 days. The sale, if it goes through, could mean: 1) I lose my job all together - in which case, I need to find another means of income and possibly have to work from the office full time. 2) I may have to start coming in 5 days/week instead of 2 - in which case, I make more money but miss out on the awesome mommy/daughter time to which I've become accustom. 3) We may make the decision that I need to stay home with Lilly full-time anyway and take the pay cut - in which case our family will have to make some serious adjustments. I'd appreciate prayers for any of the above or any other possibility that may arise. I know God will work it out for good.

In other news...... Lilly has two teeth now! It's the front two bottom ones and they are SO cute! I think she knows how cute they are because she's started smiling and showing them off. She's also making this new "o" face like she's surprised all the time or JUST realized something. She often makes it when she's being told "no" and turns around with the cute face and raised eyebrows, as if to say "oh really, mommy. I didn't know the big heavy stack of books was off limits. How about this teetering table with the tall lamp on top??" - She's also learned to clap and is getting quite proficient at it. - Having a child is the best thing I've ever done!! You can have the roghest day ever and, at the end of that day, you can take one look at your kid and everything just melts away. It's great.

Did I mention I've started running?? Well, not exactly running for miles and miles or anything. But, I still consider it running. I used to be a workout fanatic. Then - poof! - for reasons unknown to mankind, I just kinda quit being diligent about it. So, I half a-- worked out once a week or once every two weeks for the past 3 years. Remember I was pregnant in that time period too. I made all sorts of excuses. - I gained 48 lbs with my pregnancy. There. I said it. 48 lbs. I got really used to being thin when I was working out, so I've been battling with this extra 15 lbs for almost 9 months now and really beating myself up about it. I have a treadmill, so it's not like I'm without resources. I think I finally just got tired of hearing myself complain about being "fat" (and not being able to fit into any of my former clothes). So, I uncovered the treadmill a couple weeks ago, dusted it off (major undertaking), and started using it again. I was a walker - never a runner - so, the running was new for me. But, once you run (actually get up to a certain speed), it's hard to go slower. I'm really enjoying it. I haven't seen the pounds start dropping rapidly or anything, but I feel so much better and they're coming off slowly. My goal is 15 by FOT! I'll keep you posted. ;)

Well, that's my life in a nutshell. Can't wait for the Feast!! Only 76 more days (not counting today and the day we leave). Who's in for Colorado?! I'm very excited. I'd start packing but I think I'll still be needing some of those clothes.