I smell like baby food and Fi is cute...duh...

Readers! (Or reader...that is maybe all I have left after my long time away...again)

I am back. Maybe for good, maybe not. Life is busy, what can I say.

There is a LOT to fill you in on.

1. I wish I looked as good in a side pony as Fi does. It starts as just a regular center pony on top of her head but by the end of the day it has almost always danced it's way to the side. I like to think of it as a pony with attitude.

2. I almost always smell like some kind of baby food. It's a miracle Jamie still loves me. Mostly because some of her baby food is meat...so sometimes I smell like pureed chicken. Hot.

Alright, so I'll explain that second one. When I heat up her baby food I like to check in on my wrist to make sure it isn't too hot. I wash this off of course, but still...it's like applying chicken perfume. I also am a very messy feeder. I spill stuff on my pants, socks, shirt, hands....and sometimes it ends up in my hair. I am basically disgusting. I think I hide it well, but you can be the judge next time you see me.

In other news, Fi is quickly approaching her first birthday. Yikes! Who can believe it's almost been a year!? AND THAT MEANS IT'S ALMOST THE HOLIDAYS!! WHATTT!? Psh...I bought my first Christmas present yesterday and I am proud. Too early? I'll laugh in your face when you are shopping online 3 days before Christmas Day. I say that with love.

Ok, so in the last few months, we have done a lot of fun FUN things.

We took Fiona to the zoo! She fell asleep about halfway through and pretty much only enjoyed the fish and the waterfall as far as I can tell, but still...J and I had a freaking blast.

We also did a lot of pool time this summer-we sat in that pee-filled baby pool together and she splashed and giggled and loved it. Oh, and mamma got a bit of a tan...it's a win-win.

This fall she has become our little football fan and she has of course been helping us cheer on our Hawkeyes! Don't you worry, we have documented her in her Hawk gear so you can see her in all her glory.

Alright, well I'm off. You know, to ponder what the theme will be of her big first birthday. More to come!!

Jogging Stroller-1 Nicole-0

Ok so we recently got a jogging stroller so I could get back into my running routine without having to slice out time each evening between putting her to sleep, making dinner and oh yah, sleeping. Of course, when I say recently I mean we got it about 2 months ago. Whatever...

I've been running MAyyyybe once or twice a week for the last few months but mostly the only workout I really get these days is lugging my little lady around and going for long walks with her.

So yesterday I decided to bite the bullet and try to take her (and the stroller) for a little jog. I thought, no biggie...I'll just try to jog for about 20 mins or so and then I'll walk a little bit. Start slow...you know. Keep in mind I've run only slightly over a mile since having Fiona...so yah, I'm a little bit outta shape compared to pre-baby but still....

So I waited until about 4pm when it was a bit cooler (like 87...that's right...that's as good as it gets) and off I went. I felt pretty good for a little while and even kind of enjoyed jamming to my music while I got back into the swing of jogging. But then I started to feel the burn. Ow. Turns out jogging while out of shape plus pushing 18 extra lbs (and a stroller) hurts. I looked at my phone and I had only been running for about 5 mins. FIVE MINUTES. Holey balls.

Long story short, it was hard. I only ran for about 15 min and then called it quits while I walked a tiny bit. Props to those really fit moms that run with twins and have a post baby 6 pack. Also...F you. I say that with love.

You may say that I'm making excuses and that it's not that hard to fit in a workout. Well, trust me-when your seven month old is still getting up several times a night naps usually win out over a workout during the day.

So today I think we will skip the jog (and go to the pool...where lounging is expected)...maybe...now I'm a little determined to conquer this. I will keep you posted. Until then-I have more pictures to share!

Love this.

I'm pretty sure this was father's day. Living it up with daddy!

I smell...

How is it possible that my kid has pooped herself twice today- TWICE AND THE DAY IS NOT OVER- and she still smells of roses and honey? I need her secret. That baby scent is addicting. She was napping in my arms earlier and I'd be lying if I didn't say I had to sniff her a few times. It's weird but necessary.

Also, she is the cutest sleeping child ever. That is all.

Holey moley, rolly polly!

Six months old and a rolling machine. Well, sort of. For the past two days I've come into her room in the morning to find her on her tummy and getting confused because she can't get back over. I'm sure that will come..and hey, it's another milestone!

Ok, so little nugget is half a year old already-wowzers. I really can't believe it's been six months already. She has changed so, so much and is starting to really become such a little person. I also think she is getting cuter and cuter by the day...but I could be biased. She recently started sitting up on her own which makes playtime a whole new experience for her and secretly a bit more fun for me too. I'll be honest, even I find her musical, turning, colorful, talking, sparkling toys somewhat amusing. The things they make for kids to play with are pretty amazing...if not just slightly annoying at times (what? did I say that?).

As she makes the six month mark, I find that my life is a constant comedy. I've been puked on, peed on, pooped on and spit on and every time I've laughed. If you had asked me a few years ago if I thought I'd laugh at being pissed on...I guarantee I'd have said no. Oh how life changes:)

One day at Kohl's I thought I'd get cute and just run in to get her some sleepers. I grabbed her out of her car seat, held her on my hip and didn't even BRING the diaper bag. Because please, she'd been fed, changed, napped...there is no way I'd need it, right? WRONG. I am sure all the other mommies reading this are thinking, "wow, rookie mistake," and they would be right. Of course she loved all the colors and was laughing and smiling and we were just about to take our stuff to the counter to check out when...uh oh...I felt warmth on my hip. Of course, I look down and she somehow squirmed so much that her diaper was out of place and she PEED ON ME.

So what does one do when you are in public and have pee on you? You leave. We put our stuff down and bee lined it for the door. She was still smiling of course and a few older ladies commented on how cute she was on our way out. Little did they know that the little cutie had soiled us both;) So we both had a very wet ride home and I never made that mistake again. Thank goodness Kohls is so close. I will never leave the house without extra clothes for her...and maybe an extra shirt for me again...

Yep, my life is certainly glamorous:)

Ok, so enough about bodily fluids.

FIONA HAD HER FIRST VACAY!!!

We were able to take her to the lake a few weeks ago and I think it was pretty much a full success. Luckily, she likes to lay around and relax just like her mom and daddy:) Here are some pics from her big excursion!

Her first swing!

Chillaxin' by the water.

Who can resist a little playtime?!

My kid tries to eat everything (including BIG KID FOOD!)...and my first mom's day!

Hey dawgs.

I don't want to hear it about how long it's been since my last post. I'm really only writing right now because as Fi and I were playing on her gym mat she just spontaneously fell asleep. It happened so fast it almost scared me. Apparently I have really, really pooped her out today. Play, nap, eat, play, walk, play, eat, eat, nap....man...baby life is HARD.

So, before she wakes up I will try to update you on the world of the Faids.

Our little lady is officially eating "Solids". I say this loosely because while it may not be formula, it is still far from solid. We started with cereal that was pretty much formula with a teeny, tiny bit of oatmeal in it and now she has also had applesauce and sweet potatoes. She digs her sweet potatoes and could take or leave the rest. NOTE TO OTHER MOMS: Sweet potato mush (which is what I will call the pureed baby food I feed her) stains like a Mo Fo. I of course only just realized this when I washed a bunch of her favorite (note: MY favorite) bibs and they came out with giant orange stains. I treated them with some stain stuff today so we will see if that magically gets rid of it. Either way, she loves those sweet potatoes so much that its probably worth the stains. She cried when we were done feeding her the first time. So, I folded and gave her more. That's right I did something NOT by the book. Please...pat me on the back...this is a big step for me.

Ok, so that's a BIG BIG deal in our house and it's so fun to feed her something new. She loves chomping on the spoon and has started reaching for J and I's food when we eat in front of her. I think she's catching on that there is other stuff besides formula in the world.

So not only is she eating solids, but she is trying to eat EVERYTHING. She actually tried to eat a wipe a couple of weeks ago. Well, I turned around and she had it in her mouth...just tasting it (ewwwww). I panicked like a good mom and called the doc (aka my dad...her grandpa) who told me not to worry, but to get that stuff out of her reach from now on. Here's the thing-the wipe was sitting below her feet and I seriously looked away for a SECOND to get butt cream or something. My point is that she is a sneaky monkey and had to have used her toes to flip it up near her face or something. She is clearly just an acrobat or gymnast or contortionist or SOMEthing... I swear I'm a good mom and I never make mistakes...never you hear me?! Never...almost never....hmmm...

Please leave your reassuring comments below:)

My first mom's day rocked my socks off and I was blessed enough to get to spend it with family. I stuffed myself silly with food, wine and desserts I didn't need and loved every minute. Give me any excuse to indulge and I'l take it (no...the diet is currently not going well...oops). I loved finally seeing this holiday from my mom's POV and it was so nice to share my first mom's day with her.

I was lucky enough to hear a testimonial from another young mom at my church on Sunday that actually brought me to tears. She talked about how she has a ten week old and she never realized how hard being a parent would be because no one talks about how hard it is. AMEN sister. She said that the words "I have no idea what to do" are the most common words out of her mouth lately and when she goes to bed she prays for poop and sleep. Again...she nailed it. She said that at the beginning she wished she could go back to work because at least there she knew what to do and that sometimes she resented her husband because he got to go to work and escape the crying, mess and madness. She also said she'd never change it because her baby is one of the greatest, most amazing things in the whole world. I found it so refreshing to hear an honest, and no doubt hard, account of the early days of parenthood. It's true-usually people just tell you the great, non messy parts of parenthood, but sometimes it's really tough. So, while sometimes Fi tries to put wipes in her mouth, keeps us up at night, and pees on us (yep, it's happened), she is still the absolute BEST thing that's happened to J and I. We are the luckiest parents in the whole world and it was great to celebrate being her mom:)

Ok enough sap. Fi just giggled in her sleep. Hilariousness...

I leave you with some pics. Hope they make you smile like they do me!

Snoozing after playtime...ok, mid-playtime.

Just chillin' during a walk we went on recently. 

Big Big Big week

Ahh! I know, I know it's been a long time AGAIN since I posted. I'm beginning to be a slogger (slow blogger). Life is busy and that is really my only excuse. Also, since my last post it doesn't seem like much time has passed.

However, a lot has happened so I suppose it's time to tell you about it.

I wanted to blog last week because it was a BIG week. A year ago last week we found out that I was expecting our little baby. As most of you know, the first test was a bit "iffy" and then a week later-poof! I took four tests in a row and the results were clear: Pregnant, Pregnant, Pregnant, Pregnant! We could not have been more excited. I still cannot believe that just a year ago this whole journey began. We knew our lives were officially changing and now as of this Monday, Fiona is a whopping FOUR MONTHS! Seriously...where has time gone? She is getting so big, getting such a little personality and changing every single day.

Wow...that was big.

Also last week the two year anniversary mark for the hubs and I. That's right, we have made it longer than many Hollywood couples and we're proud. I can only hope that our little girl finds someone who loves her just as much as J loves me. Well, at least I hope he loves me as much as I think he does;)

In honor of our big anniversary, we took our first full night off from our little one. We got massages, sat in the hot tub, drank too much wine, and slept. Oh yah, and almost died in a tornado during our nice dinner. Whatever....

It would figure that the weather would try to actually kill us on our first night away. It was obviously punishment from leaving our parental duties...well at least it seems that way. Seriously though, what are the odds?

On the brighter side, Fiona was in great hands and we lived to tell the tale...and have dessert (yayyy!!). It really was a great anniversary and although we missed our little nugget, we enjoyed our adult time.

Ok, so there is bigger news. As of today FIONA HAS HER FIRST JELLIES! Don't worry, I took a pic so you can all drool and melt at how adorable they are.

So practical in clear, yet so sassy with the flowers.

Yes world, this is a big day.

She is also starting to get the hang of tummy time. Don't get me wrong, sometimes she gives up and we have to flip her over, but here is one of her best attempts. Daddy is even getting in on the fun here...

J thinks he is going bald...will someone please tell him this is not a new thing?

Ok, no more new stuff to tell you about. I'll have more later.

Hopefully it's not as long of a stretch before I'm here again!

Oh my, a long time went by....

That's right...my title is a rhyme. Why? Because lots of children's books are written in rhyme and Fiona and I read lots and LOTS of books. So, if my titles get a little more lame and a little more tame (see what I did there?) blame it on the books.

Alright, so a lot has happened since the last post obviously. Fiona experienced her very first St. Patty's Day and I'm pretty sure she had a BEYOND fabulous time. Here are some pictures of her and I partying...baby style.

I told her to put her excited face on...I think she did a pretty stellar job.

Technically this was the day before...but still...she had to show her holiday spirit!

Don't hold back. Go ahead and squirt happy tears at how cute she is. 

As you can probably see from the pics she is getting bigger and bigger everyday and I sometimes worry that I'll blink and all of a sudden she will be walking and talking and running this joint. Last night the four of us snuggled up to watch Mad Men (yes, I know...babies shouldn't watch TV...she wasn't WATCHING it...she was busy snuggling) and it was just one of those moments I'd like to have frozen in time. 

Anyhow, enough of the sap. Fiona has also been loving the hot summer-like weather we have been having. She seems to be a little outdoorsy girl lately with all her walks and playtime outside. She even seems to be calmed by the fresh air. Fussy baby? We just put her in her stroller and she's as happy as can be. I love this about her. However, hopefully she isn't the kind of kid that wants to go camping all the time...her parents aren't much for that kind of entertainment. Hotel anyone?

Well, it's time for our daily walk around the neighborhood. Momma needs her exercise and baby needs her outdoor time!

Just so everyone can understand how busy/crazy our lives have been lately, it took me THREE days to finish this post. That's right...I'm that dedicated to your entertainment.

More later!

Birth, Baby Gyms and Birthdays

Ok, so since my last post I have some updates.

First, after I wrote that, baby did not feel so well. I am not kidding you, probably 2 hours later all hell broke loose. She was crying, fussy and had a fever. So, I went and got some baby fever reducer and we immediately tried to get that fever down. Things got a little better after that, but she wasn't the same smiling, laughing baby I know until about Friday afternoon. Yes, it was heartbreaking...and exhausting....and I am already dreading her 4 month shots. In case you wondered, yes I cried as well. IT WAS AWFUL TO SEE HER SICK.

Next, SHE SLEPT THROUGH THE NIGHT ON MY BIRTHDAY!!!! Yep, that's right. Even with her shots, etc. It was the best birthday present ever. She is one crafty baby. In case you wondered, no...it hasn't happened again. But she only gets up once a night and she sleeps pretty long stretches at this point, so I'm not nearly as tired.

Ok, I was reading some of my previous posts and I realized that I never posted any pics of our little nugget's nursery (aka babyland). So here it is! If I come to your house and you decide to copy it...I will be a very unhappy mommy. You've been warned.

Alright, this was taken before she was born...it's a bit more "lived in" now...haha...

Ok, next I read an old post about how I  was hoping to have some kind of super model body after I gave birth. I also mentioned in that post that someone needed to snap me out of it....and they totally should have. I currently resemble my old self but I have had to work to get here and I'm still not where I'd like to be. I tell you this because I'm sure there are other mommies out there that can relate and you can all keep me accountable. Don't get me wrong, she is worth every pound, every extra workout and every frosty skipped. I promise. If you don't believe me, here is what I get to hang out with everyday.

She didn't even pose for that...she's just THAT cute.

Oh, I should warn you...If you don't like to hear me brag about my kid than you should probably tread carefully while reading my blog. I predict it will only get more intense. She is the best and I need to keep telling you. No really, I do.

I also realized I never really told The Birth Story. For those of you who haven't already heard it, do you really want to? I mean, birth really is an amazing thing, but it's also something some people only tell others in order to recount their "war story". Alright, well here is a very abbreviated account.

4:57am: The hospital called to tell me that I was accepted for an induction for today and asked if we could be there at 5:40am. I groggily (and nervously) said yes, got ready (yes, I put some make up on...don't judge...a lady needs to look her best while performing a MIRACLE) and hopped in the car. On the way, I called my mom to let her know and Jamie let his parents know as well.
About 5:20am: In the car I burst into tears. Yep, full fledged tears. Why? I still don't know. I assume it was a mixture of hormones, fear and the realization that I was about to be a mother (would I be good enough?).
5:40am (exactly): We strolled into the maternity ward and began to fill out paper for our big day.

Now...I don't know exact times on the rest but here goes.

Shortly after getting there, they weighed me, got me into that sexy (yah, right) hospital gown and started my induction. I ended up progressing pretty fast but they did have to break my water. I stuck it out during the contractions for a while but eventually ended up getting an epidural. By late afternoon I was ready to push but the nurse made me wait (long story short, I was a little bit too numb to start pushing). Then, she finally let me after I'm pretty sure I told her I WANTED TO PUSH. I pushed for just under and hour and at 5:15pm our little one was finally here!

It's hard to explain birth stories for a few reasons. First, you seriously block out all the pain and uncomfortable aspects almost immediately. I know it was hard, but I would do it all again, no biggie. I remember it as a few of the best days of my life and that's the God's honest truth. Holding that baby for the first time...feeling her little fingers grasp mine...seeing those eyes looking up at you...even my story telling skills won't do it justice.

Well, there ya have it.

And now I have the best little peanut in the world (see? bragging...). She has changed so, so much already since those first days in the hospital. She's gotten bigger, she smiles a lot, her hair is longer (and lighter) and she even baby talks. It's pretty wonderful.

Her latest milestone? She's got her head up! Yay! No more noodle neck:)

On her baby gym. Obviously she is skeptical of my camera. Yep, that's right...babies have "gyms".

SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS....

Today was Fiona's first vaccination day!!

I will warn you...today was probably harder on Jamie and I than our daughter. Don't get me wrong, she cried and wanted snuggled, but I wanted to WEEP. She was a total rock star. After about an hour of snuggling and feeding at home, she was back to playing and smiling. I think she is probably just very mature for her age;)

My little peanut sleeping in the car after her appointment.

In other news, tomorrow I start to get old. I will officially be in my late 20's tomorrow. However, with a great husband and wonderful daughter to share my birthday with, I feel extremely lucky. I'm hopeful that 26 will be just as great as the last few years.

Ok, now let's talk about baby weight. I am a bit of a TV junkie (as I'm sure most of you know) and that includes the awards shows. If you haven't noticed, all the stars who are new moms seem to end up thinner and more vibrant than they were before baby just weeks after giving birth. Here is my question to them: WHAT IS YOUR SECRET? I have found that it really just comes down to healthy eating and working out (well, for me...I know for some people it is easy as pie). Boring but true...Here is what I think about those famous ladies. SPANKS. That's right...I'm on to you Hollywood.

My BIG GIRL!!

First let me just say this...

WHEN DID MY BABY GET SO BIG?!?!

I swear, I looked at her the other day and WHAMO! She had gotten bigger overnight. Jamie and I tried to weigh her at home and we are pretty sure she is about 10.5 lbs. Tomorrow she will be a whopping 9 weeks and today is officially her 2 month mark. Holey smokes...time flies.

She is just about the cutest thing in the world...even if she does still get up in the middle of the night. Waking up to that face is still the best thing ever.

She is constantly babbling, laughing and smiling now which is pretty great. It's always nice to walk up to her after a nap and have her smile that big, toothless grin at me.

As an update, she and Gizmo are finally starting to see eye to eye. She could basically care less that he's around and Giz usually makes it his mission to sit by her crib, bouncer, swing, whatever she happens to be in at the moment. I think he secretly believes he is her protector.

I think that any day now she will probably be holding her head up on her own. She's been really trying for quite some time now...and it's just a matter of time.

I know I haven't been blogging a lot lately, but every time I am about to...she needs me. As it turns out this being a mother thing is definitely a 24 hour gig, haha ;) And really...when she is sleeping on my chest and just wants to snuggle...why in the world would I want to do anything else? I take advantage of every single one of those moments and I'm glad I have that opportunity.

Well, until next time!

Rockin' and strollin'

Yesterday was another wonderfully WARM day (I think it got up to 60 degrees again!) so Jamie, Fiona and I went for a nice, long walk outside. Late in the afternoon we got her all bundled up, strapped her in her stroller and we were off!

It was warm and beautiful out which made me wish for spring even more. But then again, that would be wishing away her newborn days and I definitely do not want to do that. She has her screaming, crying moments of course (anyone who tells you that their baby was an angel from day one and never cried is lying...I promise) but in the last week or so she has been awake much more and is starting to settle in to somewhat of a routine.She even coos and laughs sometimes which is probably the cutest thing ever. I say "somewhat of a routine" because sometimes we get into a groove and then BAM! she goes through another growing period and she's eating every hour. Ahhh...the life of a newborn.

Back to the walk. She loved it. It was an instant baby whisperer. She and I have also been able to hang out in the backyard a little bit this week in the warm weather and she seems to enjoy that too. I can't wait until it's this nice all the time!

So, after our walk Fiona seemed a little pooped. I guess all that sightseeing around the neighborhood really tuckered her out.

Napping after her walk!

So, I promised I would share some favorite pictures and I am finally making good on that promise. Enjoy!

Snoozing on daddy...

She received this t-shirt from my OB yesterday and couldn't wait to show it off! 

One of my favorite pics of all time! Here she is during morning playtime around 6 weeks.

Yikes! UWS...

Well, I am hanging with Fiona and I find myself with yet another UWS on my clothing. What is a UWS you ask?  UWS stands for Unidentified Wet Spot.

I find myself with these more often than not these days. They come in many shapes and sizes and I find myself caring less and less about them.

I assume you are completely disgusted and yet intrigued at the moment so I'll continue. As a new mom, I find myself with a UWS at least once a day. Today, I find one on my leggings and I think...hmm...this could be milk, formula, spit up or yes, you guessed it...something that escaped from Fiona's diaper.

These often happen when we are on our way out the door to the doctor or somewhere where we will have to see other adults. Before baby (BB) I would have changed immediately and made sure I looked respectable. Now, I run out the door with weirdness on me. So far, no one has judged me...to my face.

Today, I assume it is milk on my leggings because it seems Fiona is still as dry as a newborn can be.

I also assume that this is something other new moms understand and deal with. Being covered in puke or formula just comes with the job. If not, I am officially a disgusting, revolting mommy.

The adorable little one makes this all worth it, and I find myself finding humor in all of this grossness. That's right, I actually laugh at how dirty I am. I hope you do too....if not...please don't make fun. Or at least have the decency to do it behind my back.

Fiona says hello, she is currently dreaming in her baby bed. Ahhh the life of a newborn!

I'll share some of my favorite pictures soon...I have probably taken enough of her in her first month of life to fill an entire full sized album. It's only fair I share a few with you, my few loyal readers:)

I am one lucky mother

I hope you found my title as funny as I did...I really outdid myself there.

So as we inch closer to Fiona's one month mark, I realize my days and weeks seem to fly by quicker than ever now that she is here. I am clearly too busy soaking in her adorable newborn days. I meant to blog on Monday and now somehow it is Thursday already. I am happy to report that she is growing like a weed and is more and more smiley and alert each day. Sometimes "alert" means screaming at me or farting so loud it wakes us up...never the less...I'm glad she's awake a little more often so I can see her beautiful blue eyes. Yep, she's currently a blue eyed baby so we will see if that changes.

So this week we had some poop issues. By that I mean, I have woken up to diarrhea diapers since Sunday and it's not because she cries...they stink...I mean this poop means business. So yesterday we made a visit to the doc to make sure everything is still peachy in the health department (yes, she's still perfectly healthy) and we got some good news. The doctor said she is a cute newborn. Now this is something I obviously already knew, but she said, "I'm objective. Some babies aren't cute, but she's a cute newborn."

Ahhh the true seal of approval. I, of course was always sure she was the cutest baby in the world, and now it is confirmed. Back off pageant moms, here comes Fiona.

In other news, since the weather has been unseasonably warm up until today we were able to take Fiona on her first walk on Friday. It only lasted about 5 min but I think she liked it. And I can't wait for spring when we can take more walks.

Well, I'm pumping because breast feeding didn't work so well so I'm off to milk myself. Moo...

We have a daughter!!

Well we obviously had our little Fiona! I'll get to the big birth story another day, but today I just thought I'd gush a little about her first few weeks. After only one rough night where she cried pretty much all night, she has been an amazing, calm baby since. She has had two doctor appointments and has put on weight since she left the hospital which is great news! SHe is still a tiny one but she is healthy so that's great. So after just over two weeks, here are some things I love about her and things I want to share.

1. She likes to sleep with her hands by her face or above her head. Very cute...she is just living the life.
2. She makes little noises in her sleep. You can tell when she is dreaming because she makes little faces. However...she might just be pooping or have gas...either way it's fun to see her faces.
3. She looks a lot like her daddy!
4. I feel like she has already changed. She has gotten bigger, her feet look longer, and she is smiling more and more.
5. She loves to be held. Sometimes, she cries just because she wants someone to snuggle her. See? She is soooo my daughter...

These days she eats pretty much all the time. If she isn't sleeping, she is usually hungry. I think the experts call this cluster feeding. Sometimes she eats a lot, sometimes she eats a tiny but it's definitely on her terms. I'm not sure what people mean when they talk about their baby's schedule. We currently don't have one. Right now, we are at a nap time so I have time to blog just a little. She is probably the cutest thing in the whole world. I may be biased, but my suspicion is that others think she is pretty cute too.

Well I'll blog more later and even share some pictures but right now I need to attend to my little girl. Happy new year!