Hug Me

 Greta is a 10+ hours-of-sleep-kinda-girl.  I am spoiled, I know.  At five weeks, she was getting 6-7 straight hours and every week, she has gotten better.  A lot of it has to do with her gaining weight so well.  She doesn’t need the extra calories at night anymore.  I have been sleeping like a…baby, too.  And she usually doesn’t cry.  You might think I am kidding.  True, she may whine or whimper a little if she’s hungry–but never more than 5 minutes.  She is a good, happy baby.  I feel like I got a baseball bat to the head this week  Greta has been waking up in the middle of the night.  Screaming!  And in the day, she’ll just start crying so hard–suddenly.  It’s a cry I have never heard.  I can’t seem to comfort her.  It breaks my heart to see real tears coming down her cheeks.  I pick…

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My current view

  6:03 am, Greta started stirring.  I woke up, glad to be away from my dream.  I hate those dreams that you can’t stop dreaming.  I was so happy to go in her room and feed her and grateful for the morning.  She is asleep again–next to me in bed.  I have the best daughter.  Yesterday, my visiting teachers threw Greta a baby shower.  Having a baby shower every three months is a good idea.  She got a ton of cute clothes–she is in 6-9 month now, you know.  Lots and lots of dresses and some bows!  I have resolved to embrace her girly-ness.  I have been kind of playing it down.  Just because I like wearing browns and greens and gray…doesn’t mean she has to.  Bring on the purple and pink and bows and frills.  We have to make up for lost time.  We also got some toys and…

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Cue Harmonica

 I have had a rough case of the baby blues.  It’s not an every day thing anymore like it was at first, but I still have my “sad days.”  I have been hesitant to write about this because I don’t want anyone reading this to think I don’t appreciate and love the life I have.  Every day I thank Heavenly Father for a wonderful husband, a beautiful little girl, a nice place to live, Chris’s job that provides for us, a supportive and loving family.  I guess that is why I feel so guilty those days that I can’t stop crying and I don’t feel like talking to or seeing anyone.  I feel guilty and frustrated because I am not enjoying my life to the fullest those days.  It has been hard.  There have been many days where I haven’t felt like myself.  And when I looked in the mirror,…

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Greta Girl Greta Greta Girl

Greta is 3 months old.  Isn’t she a cutie?  I can’t believe it has been 3 months, but at the same time, I can’t believe there was a time when I DIDN’T have her.  These past 3 months have been overwhelming.  Every day I fall more in love with her dimpled elbows and her gummy smile.  Other little things I adore:  Her eyebrows: I love how she has such distinct eyebrows for such a little girl, Her narrow hips:  She has quite the belly that just rolls over her tiny hips (she gets those little hippies from her dad), I love when she is sleeping and we move her and she tenses up and fans her hands but keeps her eyes closed….I la-hove that.  She makes me so happy, and I think I make her happy too.  “I love Greta… She loves me…We love Daddy Yes-sir-ee, we love Greta…lalalala.” Bottom…

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