Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
He is the cutest baby IN THE ENTIRE WORLD.
I think Daddy needs to work on his middle of the night swaddling. ;)
We're practicing elimination communication, which I'll post about in more detail later, but his picture on his little potty was too precious not to post.
On the way back from Arkansas, we stopped at Lambert's the home of "throwed rolls." They are called throwed rolls because the they throw the rolls...at you. It is all manner of awesome between the tacky decor and the fun staff and the flying hot balls of yeasty goodness whizzing by your head.
We just returned from a whirlwind weekend in Hot Springs, Arkansas. We went for the wedding of two of my friends from law school, Taylor and Leslie, which means the wedding turned into a bit of a law school reunion.
We stayed at the Lookout Point Inn with one of our favorite couples Laura and Dan along with the fabulous Ms. Guinevere. After a steak dinner on Friday night, we went and had the full Hot Springs treatment at Buckstaff Bath House. My mother described at as a trip through time and she was dead on. The Bath House has been around
since 1912 and they have the treatments down to a fine science. First, an attendant wraps you up like a present in a long white sheet and from then on out it's like an experiment in how many ways can we get you soaking wet. I took a bath in the biggest claw foot tub I've ever seen, got in a big silver steam box with a hole for my head, sat in a sitz bath, was wrapped up in hot towels, and then sprayed in a cool shower. All for $24.
The wedding was Saturday night in the Anthony Chapel at Garvan Woodland Gardens. The Chapel was truly magnificent and made the most amazing backdrop for a really touching ceremony. Of course, the best part for us as new parents was there was free babysitting! We worried about Griffin fussing during the service but it was a very family friendly wedding and they had people standing by to whisk him away. Dan commented on how easily we handed him off and didn't worry about him but I say you want to watch my child go for it!
The reception was also at the Gardens under a big white tent. I have to say I've never seen so many personal touches at a reception and it really was great to see Leslie and Taylor's personalities everywhere. My favorite touch was they have a little Mary Matalin/James Carville thing going on so they had an elephant and donkey on top of their wedding cake. Nicholas's least favorite touch was the Arkansas Razorback hat awaiting Griffin as his place setting. However, since the Dogs beat the Razorbacks while we were actually at the reception, he seemed to get over it. If the game had gone the other way, who knows what would have happened.
We had an all around fabulous town and kept Griffin out WAY too late hanging out with the old crew. I have to say though the highlight of my night was when I went to get a drink and met my very first (self-described) blog stalker! (Everyone wave to Hillary!) Leslie's cousin apparently reads are blog religiously and introduced herself to me after waving to Nicholas only to realize he didn't know who she was. It was all pretty hilarious and incredibly flattering. It's neat to know perfect strangers follow our story and have such affection for Griffin.
On Sunday, we had a leisurely breakfast with our inn-mates and then went to the Bacon Brunch to have one final visit with the bride and groom before heading home. We did make one quick stop in Little Rock to take my picture in front of the Designing Women house. I had tragically not realized it was located in Little Rock when I was there with the campaign two years ago. Considering Designing Women is my favorite television show of ALL TIME, that situation desperately needed to be remedied and I'm happy to say it was. My life is now complete.
Griffin slept almost the entire way to Arkansas on Friday. Upon arrival, he charmed all my nearest and dearest from law school until we put him BACK in the car seat to go to dinner at which point he screamed his head off the entire drive. Luckily, I had ridden with my girlfriends to the restaurant. This arrangement did not work out so well for Laura's husband Dan who was stuck in the back seat with Griffin as he went ballistic.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Today our baby boy turned four months old. Sometimes he will look at me and smile his big, gummy grin and I feel like my heart is going to explode. I have tears running down my face and I can't put into words why - overwhelming gratitude, a love so intense it hurts, exhilaration at how quickly he grows and changes.
He laughs now. He's started opening his tight little fists and stretching his fingers out into the air. He flirts and tries to kiss my face. He's been licking his top lip incessantly. He cries real tears. His cries have become more screams of protest then whimpers of hunger or discomfort. He sticks out his bottom lip sometimes. He babbles and coos at his toys and me and anyone who will listen. He still goes crazy for the ABC song but loves to be sung to no matter the tune. He kicks and squirms and is a big ball of energy.
Happy Birthday precious boy.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
So, I'm finally getting around to scrapbooking my baby showers and I realized that I hadn't looked through the guestbook sheets at everyone's predictions for the birthday and birth weight/length.
I have to say I was shocked. I had four showers with over 30 guests and only one person picked May 16th. She was ALSO the one who got the closest weight and length combo! Others got a few ounces closer but were way off on length which she nailed.
Aimee Graham are you sure you're not psychic. She said May 16th, late afternoon, 9 lbs 2 oz adn 22 inches long.
Y'all I made souffle.
Not some cake mix remix but real live HARD French chocolate souffle. With Julia Child guiding me the entire way, I produced a beautiful, airy, fluffy, delicious chocolate souffle. I haven't been so proud of myself since May 16.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Wednesday, September 09, 2009
Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Friday, September 04, 2009
Thursday, September 03, 2009
Internet, I have an announcement.
I am not going to eat dessert anymore.
Whoa, seeing it in type makes it seem pretty intense. Last night as I sat down to chocolate chip cookies more out of habit then desire, I realized it was time to make a change. I've found it's much easier to establish a zero tolerance with food choices then general guidelines. I don't drink soda. I don't eat meat (I have started again recently and the line keeps getting fuzzier and fuzzier. But that's another post.)
I figure a zero tolerance policy will be even easier to stick to if I announce it to all of y'all. So, there you have it. No more dessert ... at my house. I mean I'm not CRAZY y'all I'll still have it at restaurants or when other people make dessert (because well that's just rude) but no more eating dessert as a nightly ritual. Dinner is necessary. Dessert isn't.
We'll see how it goes.
When I was pregnant, Nicholas and I decided to use cloth diapers. I can't say I ever honestly considered using only disposables. I hate the idea of waste. Leftovers give me joy. I never buy a new bottle of anything without using all of the first. So, cloth seemed like the only choice.
Almost four months in, I'm proud to say I still think we made the right decision. Everyone acted like we were crazy but cloth diapers today are just as easy as disposable. Yes, there is more laundry but I vastly prefer a trip to the washer and dryer as opposed to late night trips to Walmart. Running from $15-$20 a piece, the cloth diapers are usually a pretty substantial investment up front but we got incredibly lucky on a couple of fronts. We bought several at literally $2 to $3 a piece at Surplus City and then my good friend Elizabeth ended up giving us almost $150 worth of extra diapers she had received from a family member. Plus, we plan to reuse these for our next child. Considering the average costs of disposables is $800 a year, we're talking a savings of several thousand dollars.
So, to all the soon to be parents out there I say, ignore the naysayers and go cloth!
You can't tell from the smile but Griffin is sick. On Monday night, he kept waking up crying, which is very unlike him, and we realized he had a lot of congestion that was making it difficult to breastfeed and breath with a pacifier in his mouth. We talked to Heather the nurse in our Dr.'s office in the morning and she said to try saline spray and keep an eye on him for rising fever. At lunch, his fever had gotten higher so I took him in and we received an official diagnosis of an ear infection. Besides the rough night, he really hasn't acted like he felt that bad and has been an excellent baby through the whole thing.