It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

Right now, it is 5:20 a.m. on Sunday. I am having my coffee and waiting for the Girl to wake up. Her waking up, is my favorite part of most days. She will be all whiney in her crib and will be pushing up to see better. She always seems confused about where she is and why no one else is there. But as soon as she sees me she completely stops all of that and lets out a huge grin. My heart melts!! 

To keep the balance, I will also share my least favorite daily activity with her. Changing her. Whether we are changing outfits or diapers or... Anytime that involves me taking something off of her and trying to put something back on her. When I was pregnant I read a new parent training guide, and it suggested that to prepare for dressing a baby an expectant parent should find a live baby octopus and practice dressing it. This goes through my head daily. SHE WILL NOT LAY STILL!! She is constantly trying to role over or reach something on the side of the table or crawl away or suck her toes or grab her dirty diaper. It is a real adventure and a test of my patience. I can't help but laugh at her, but I also just want her to lay still so I can diaper her before she pees all over everything.

Hope everyone has a great Sunday!!

Well... long time no talk! I am a working mother of a six month old (still wrapping my head around that). This means my free time consist of the thirty minutes I spend drinking my coffee in the mornings between 4:00 and 4:30 a.m. I am not willing to give this time up! If I did, when would I make Michael's to-do list?

Today, I am home with the sick baby. She has pink eye. You may be saying to yourself, "Poor thing". Don't. Let me assure you that she is fine. She is home today because she is contagious, not because she is sick. There has been much play and little napping. Below you can see this for yourself.

You should instead be saying, "Poor Emily and Michael!" After all, we are the ones that have to put eye drops in her eyes twice a day.

I enjoy these days that I get to spend with her. I get to see her when she is at her best, and she is not tired after a day of playing at daycare and getting cranky because she is ready for bed. Lucky for us (me and her), she averages a sick day every two weeks. Unlucky for us (Michael and I), my boss is eventually probably going to lose patience with all of these absences! Gulp. Lets not think about that.

Hope everyone is having a great Wednesday!!