Before I add any thoughts about New Years Eve, I need to add a few updates on our lives and Lierre! While Lierre has been able to roll from her tummy to her back for a few weeks now, the day after Christmas she finally rolled from her back to her stomach! Way to go strong little lady! It was hilarious.... when she first rolled from her tummy to her back, she always just looked confused or worried when she would realize she was facing a different direction. Now, however, when she rolls from her back to her stomach, she pushes herself up on her hands and grins soo big like she is the proudest she has ever been. She still has a little trouble doing this consistently, but I have no doubt she will have it down completely very soon. Her ability to roll and scoot and roll some more have allowed us to find her in some very new and interesting positions in her crib. When you are used to finding your little one in the top right corner of the crib, it is amusing (and sometimes alarming when they disappear out of sight on the monitor) when you go in and they are on a different side (front/back) than how you put them in a completely different corner. Goodness, she is getting so big.
While Ron (Tim's Dad) and Linda (his girlfriend) were here in town, I decided to try to feed Lierre some solids again. We had attempted oatmeal a few weeks back in desperate hopes it would help her reflux issues. She wasn't interested in the slightest. This time around, I made my own carrots to feed her. This may seem really small to you all, but I am not a cook, and I have never made baby food. Given, it's about the easiest thing ever to make, but still I was so excited and so proud of myself. Lierre was a little hesitant at first, but eventually decided she semi-liked it! She leaned in towards the spoon after awhile and took a handful of really good bites..... she then decided ehhh maybe the carrots were not exactly what she wanted and she started making the funniest faces and spit it out. We are going to keep working with this just a little bit at a time. I am excited for the day where she starts to enjoy solids.
I don't know whose facial expressions are funnier in these pictures, Lierre's or mine.
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| Before the first bite! |
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| Here we go! |
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| Yeah, I made that. |
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| I don't think I will ever be able to feed her without making a face. |
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| Neither of us are quite so sure about this. |
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| You did it! |
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| "Okay, mom.... that's enough." |
Back to New Year's Eve. Let me just say.... and don't flame me for this .... that I have never really liked New Year's Eve. It has never lived up to the big expectation that television always makes it out to be. When I was a child, I was always exhausted, albeit excited, when I was allowed to stay up,...but the most excited thing to happen was some Sparklers and juice out of a wine or champagne glass. When I was a teenager, there was always a pesky curfew or something to deal with, no new years kiss to be had, and generally just ended up being a movie night with friends or something. Now as an adult, it still just seems like a night where people drink too much and dress too fancy and act too comfortable while inevitably I know they are (at least some small part) reflecting on the year. I have never really made resolutions, because who honestly sticks to them? I just try to do the best I can all the time, every day. That doesn't mean it always works out, but I try.
Last night with having a little baby girl, it was probably the most bland night yet (to the untrained eye). Lierre went to sleep around 8:00. Tim was asleep on the couch when I came out from putting her down and proceeded to sleep until about 9:30 when I woke him and said "Lierre is asleep. You are asleep. I hate everything on television. I have a headache. I'm going to bed." We both got into bed around 10:00 and semi watched the cheesy new years specials while I started to doze off.
Lierre is a party animal, apparently, because she woke up at 11:45 (very unlike her) and had to bed held and rocked and given a bottle. In the darkness of her room, smelling her sweet baby smell, holding onto her with one arm, and holding Tim's hand with the other, we entered into the New Year. 2013. Lierre dropped back off to sleep around 12:10. I think she just wanted to be with us to celebrate. Although there was no crazy music or hoards of people or bubbly champagne to be had.... To me, I will always remember last night. To me, it may be one of the only New Year's Eves that was really worthwhile. I seriously love my little family. They mean everything to me.
I head back to work tomorrow. This break has been so soothing to my soul and I have enjoyed every millisecond with Lierre and Timothy. Lierre has been napping the best ever and can actually stay awake for a little while without crying. It has been incredible. I am hoping that the break will have bolstered me so much that maybe I won't have quite such a hard time returning to work. I will keep you posted.... I am keeping my hopes high.
To all of you beautiful people who visit us here on our little blog, thanks again for reading. I wish all of you the best as you enter 2013. Hold on tight to those you love, go after what you want, keep your faith strong.
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