Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Letter to my baby: ONE year

Dear Cupcake,

I cannot believe it's been a full 12 months since you came into our lives!  In some ways, it feels like just yesterday that you were a little blob coming home from the hospital.  Then again, I can't even remember what life was like before you came into our lives.  Really, it feels like long long long ago.

We've moved to Texas, and you seem to be adjusting wonderfully to the move.  Sure, you were a bit clingy for a bit, but overall I'm amazed at what a resilient little thing you are.  You've been hanging out with grandparents, aunts and uncles, family friends and you smile at all of them.  You just love attention, don't you?

And for over month now, you've been walking.  You took your first steps before 11 months, and every day you are just getting stronger and stronger.  Now you can walk, get up, and grab your stuffed animals, all without having to lean on anything.  It's pretty amazing.

You  are also becoming a slightly pickier eater.  That's par with the course, right?  It really seems that as you've been exposed to more foods, you seem to remember them and then want them later.  The other day we had to through 4 different dishes before we realized you were asking for peas.  And once you had your peas, you had no problems with the rest of your meal.  Bless you, you're becoming such a great communicator.

We also got you a new car seat, worthy of your ginormous size.  Still in the 90th percentiles, I'm afraid.  How much longer will I be able to hold you?  Then again, these days you prefer to walk everywhere anyway.

I love you so much, my little Cupcake.  You are growing into a wonderful and intelligent little girl.  And I can't wait and see what the next year brings us.


Your Mama

Friday, October 7, 2011

On moving

So here we are, halfway moved.  I say halfway because we haven't found full time employment yet, which we need in order to rent our own place.  So in the meantime we're staying with my parents.  It's been 5 days so far, and though we seem to be getting in each others space a bit, I think we're gonna be fine.   I hope.  I really, really hope.

So now we have to deal with finding jobs, getting our own place as soon as possible.  And most dauntingly, dealing with a less than desirable health insurance situation. I'm most worried about getting Cupcake a pediatrician, a new metabolic team, and keeping her happy as we deal with all these changes.

More to follow