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today, the motherwear breastfeeding blog is running a compilation piece of mine. i’m so honored and excited! if you haven’t subscribed to that blog yet, i highly recommend it.
and since we’re already talking about me, here’s what some other people have had to say about me recently:
going for the gold – world breastfeeding week 2008
pure love
you’re going to cry
what love looks like
i thought my plate was full. clearly, i was mistaken. there’s always room for jell-o.
tuesday, nugget did a little couch diving. she seemed a bit shaken up post-tumble, but no worse for the wear. a little motrin (for her) took the edge off that night and in the morning she was right as rain. but that afternoon something wasn’t right. nugget was super mama-clingy and telling us her arm hurt. we took her to the pediatrician who asked us to get an x-ray in the morning.
we went first thing today and sure enough, both bones are broken, with buckle fractures right above her left wrist. i do not feel like mother of the year.
nugget now has a pretty green total arm cast for the next three weeks. she’ll get an x-ray each week through her cast to make sure the bones are healing properly. they should straighten themselves out on their own and she shouldn’t have any lasting damage. but still, my poor baby! and really, did i need this right now? ugh. then again, does anyone ever really need jell-o?
my little cabbages, i know you must think i’ve forgotten about you. mais, non! i think about you day and night. it’s just that sometimes those pesky chores of life, you know, building a house two and half hours away, raising a toddler, having cancer, having a sister and not one, but two dear friends in town, are using up all my minutes and i haven’t got any rollover. but fear not, we’re working on something amazing at chez bits as i type.
jenny is on her way over for paninis with nugget, tantie and me. then there are major plans in the works. m-a-j-o-r. you will not be disappointed!
we’re just going to have to take things slow. i mean, i like you, i really do, i just need some time to myself today. but tonight, i promise, we’ll have some special time together. just you and me and some spectacular video footage. i know, i know, i can hardly wait myself!
happy birthday to you
happy birthday to you
happy birthday, dear tantie
i peed in my potty for you.
nugget started signing “water” last week. she means to point to her cheek, but often ends up with her finger on her temple, forehead or in her ear. at least it’s not up her nose.
she’s taken to pointing out all sorts of water with it, too. it’s not just for the sippy cup! no, there’s water to be signed about in the shower, the sink, the dog bowl and the bird bath. mommy has a drink? it must be water, too!
now she’s trying to use it for all sorts of requests, like bananas and crackers. i’ll have to work out something more universal for those.
“one moment in her presence and you can forget the rest. for the girl is second best to none…”
a year ago, today we welcomed our daughter into the world. she had already been a part of our world for months, but this, this was her big debut.
it was scary. it hurt. a lot. a whole lot. nothing went according to any of the well thought out plans, not a, b or c. there were drugs, fevers, emergencies, scalpels, no time for tears or fears and then, plenty. slice. pull. snip. and just like that, our star was born.
her ten tiny toes, her perfect mouth, her little hands that held on to our fingers, they were all small miracles. the sum of her parts, she was the biggest miracle of them all. did all of these people swarming around us
know? did they know she was the one? the one of so many infertility treatments, the one ivf protocol that finally worked? the one embryo that implanted? the only one that would ever be a baby in our arms? the one dream that we dreamt for oh-so-long that finally came true? we knew.
the 365 days that followed helped fade some of my feelings over the whole experience, how it all shook down that day and over the week that we spent there. or maybe now i just don’t have the time and energy to fixate on those memories. i’m too busy chasing after nugget, picking up her toys, reading her story after story, too busy being her mommy. and i love every single moment of it; i live for it.
“she’s the one.”
i’ve had a fever every day since the last week of january. it is officially the fever that will not die™. i’m on my second round of antibiotics and it’s really, really supposed to be gone by now. if it isn’t gone by tomorrow then i’m supposed to go back to the doctor. great. i wonder what cooties nugget will pick up during that visit. you see, i’m no longer suffering alone.
friday night la nug spiked a fever (and vomited all over me). saturday morning she was right as rain, but it came back just as it did again today. initially i thought she’d caught some nasties at my last appointment, despite my not allowing her to play with the ridiculously tempting waiting room toys. i was hoping my body was just over worked, over medicated and couldn’t keep up with making the antibodies we both need to fight off all the winter ickies. i tried chalking it up to teething. now i can’t help but wonder if she has my mystery fever. aack! what horror might i be subjecting my baby girl to?
half pint pixie tagged me with this this morning. (i just love using the same word twice in a row.)
the rules:
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link to the person that tagged you
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post the rules on your blog
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share 6 quirks about your kiddo
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tag at least three people at the end of your post and link to their blogs
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let each person know they’ve been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog
the nuggety goodness:
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when she says “dog” it sounds a whole lot more like “dud.” come to think of it, our dog is kind of a dud. she’s so insightful!
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she loves to sleep with her legs propped up. it’s best when one is on me and the other is on daddy.
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she’s obsessed with removing all of the foam bumper stickies from the insides of the cabinet doors and drawers. i’m obsessed with fishing them out of her mouth.
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if she sees someone else wearing barrettes or a hat, she starts pulling on her own hair to check and see if she is too.
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when she wakes up, if daddy isn’t there, she asks for the phone (it’s also an intercom) so she can call him to come upstairs.
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when she rides her wheely bug or pushes her turtle around she makes the motorboat sound.
jeri at images by jeri, stacie at the twinkies and tante toma… tag! you’re it!
today i tied bows for my daughter’s first birthday party invitations. there will be cake and ice cream, balloons and presents with bows. there will be singing, giggling, champagne toasts and tears. i hope it will be everything my little girl could dream of, if she knew to dream of these things. she is everything i have ever dreamt of, my every birthday wish come true.
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