I Did It

I did it, I carried a baby to term. Go me! I am awesome! Now that I have accomplished this mighty feat I'd like to have my baby now. I know that's a bad attitude to have but I'm tired of picking things up with my feet because it hurts to bend over. I"m also tired of going to the bathroom every 5 minutes. And I'm really excited to have my baby. Since my husband nested for me I"m all ready for this little guy to come. However, he seems to be quite comfortable where he is even though I'm already 3 cm dilated. Granted I will miss being spoiled by my husband because he feels bad for me if only that would carry on after the baby comes. If only I could have it both ways. Not that I"m never spoiled but it certianly has been easier to be me lately.

Christmas List

Alright last night we drew names for the gift exchange. This is the official list.
Bethy to Brother
Brandon to Bexar
Brother to Shawn
Brianna to Fernash
Poodle to Brandon
Fernash to Brianna
Bexar to Bethy
Shawn to Shady
Shady to Poodle

A New Trick

Last night while my husband and I were getting our daughter ready for bed she discovered something. She can take off her pajama bottoms all by herself. The only problem is she can't get them back on. So she spent the better part of 10 minutes running around the apartment in her diaper and pajama top waving her pants in the air. She must have really been impressed with herself. Oh and after I showed her how to put them back on she insisted on pulling them up herself, and thus letting her back side hang out of her pants. There is never a dull moment with this child.

Way to Go!

I have to brag about my husband for just a second. Yesterday he won a research prize at his school for the research he did over the summer! He got a pretty blue ribbon and a plaque with his name on it and everything. He also gets a little bit of money which is nice seeing as we're in lots of debt for medical school and he impressed the head of the research department so much he offered my husband to spend a whole year doing research! Granted it would take an extra year to graduate, but it's still very flattering. I'm so proud. He's a pretty great guy and not only because he wins prizes.

My daughter has found her new favorite word, no. She says no to everything. I'll ask her for a hug, no. I'll ask her if I can do her hair, no. I'll ask her if she me to read to her, no. I'll ask her if she needs her diaper changed, no (this usually isn't true because I can smell her across the room). I'll ask her if she wants a treat, YES. At least I know she understands. Now the trick is getting her to say yes to more than just a treat. I don't think its going to happen anytime soon.

A Really Long Night

Two nights ago my daughter decided it would be lots of fun to get up 5 (yes 5) times in the middle of the night. Now I'm used to getting up several times a night to go to the bathroom. I have baby number two to thank for that, but its entirely different to be woken up to MAMA! MAMA! over and over again. After that I decided mine and her bedrooms are WAY too close together. This place needs thicker walls. Luckily for every ones well being she slept like a rock last night so I could as well. Granted that may have to more to do with the fact I took benedryl before bed.