The Babe

Finally after a bazillion pictures I get a little smile out of her!

Normally this is the look that I see 90% of the day...

Like she is trying to figure me out. Like I am some kind of alien she is trying to make sense of. She even cocks one eyebrow in a questioning look.

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She is getting a lot bigger. I've already started busting into the 6 month clothes, there were some 3 month outfits I never had her wear yet! It's really been fun to see her little personality grow. I think she will be a pretty reserved kid, it's still pretty early to tell that yet, but it's just the vibe I get from her. Everything about her is quiet. Quiet little half smiles, quiet little coo's, quiet when she wakes up.

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The other morning I woke up and it was light out and I realized she never woke up during the night to feed. I thought about it for a second (because how could she have possibly done that!). Then I see that it is 7 am, I jump out of bed certain she must not be breathing or something and stand in front of her bassinet. There she is wide awake looking at me, she had to have been starvation central, and there she is just checking me out, like "oh cool you woke up... so do you mind feeding me now?". She had to have just woken up a few minutes before, but just so typical of her. Most nights I wake up to the sound of her rustling around in her blanket, and if I am lazy and don't get up right away she will kind of go "waa" just a little burst of noise to remind me she needs to eat.

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My kids teach me a lot. Olivia shows me how to be goofy and to laugh and have fun. Bianca shows me how to chill out and not be such a worry wort, it's okay to just sit back for a minute and take it all in. I always thought that they got sent to me because I needed to be their teacher, but I am learning more and more that they are the ones teaching me.

Seriously?

So in October Marcus was sick, followed by Olivia and then followed by me. We have had 7-10 days of no one being sick and Olivia woke up the boogies crusted all over her face and just looking so forlorn. So according to this cycle I can expect for members of my family to be sick for approximately 70% of each month from now until the late spring.

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I feel like I just got my house decontaminated from the last round. Once I saw that Olivia was sick again I just wanted to crawl back into bed for the rest of the day. For my sanity there has been lots of Sesame Street on (thank goodness that the new season has started, I was really getting sick of all the reruns!). There has also been lots of juice drinking. Water and milk are the norm, juice is for special occasions but beings how the milk makes the booger factory work overtime I have been letting her have rasp lemonade all day. I know that this is the norm and that I should expect with the more children that I have, the more chances for people to be sick.... but it doesn't mean I have to LIKE it. Alright enough complaining, I gotta go wipe my kid's runny nose.

Time Change

So why is it that a time change of an hour can freak my kids up so much? Olivia's patterns for the day have gotten all freaked up and last night she WANTED (as in asking) to go to bed at 6:30. She was out the minute that she hit the pillow. The only problem with that is the earlier she goes to sleep, the earlier she wakes up... ergo the earlier I have to wake up.
Bianca has been having a fussy time this week that is between 4 and 6 where she is really restless and needs to be held the whole time. That isn't a big deal as much as the fact that Olivia has been crankster extraordinaire from shortly after nap to bedtime. So basically the last two hours before Marcus gets home I am just trying to survive and kinda loosing my mind in the process. I hope that things will get regulated by the end of this week so I can get some more sanity. My threshold for whining has about hit its limit!

Let's trim that up!

Blogger uploaded these in opposite order, urgh! But here is a side shot of the finished product. Some nice trimmed up bangs.

And here is a front shot. Getting her haircut happened during the week that she was sick, so that's why she doesn't look that excited about it, and why she looks slightly drugged up, glassy eyed and drooly.

We pinned a towel around her so she could have the whole experience!

And bribing her with fishy crackers definitely helped her to sit still too!

I honestly can't believe how big she is getting!

My favorite Aunt Rosalie came to visit last week and it was SO MUCH FUN! She has been a hairdresser since she was a wee young lass and I used to get my hair done by her when I was growing up and when we still lived in Canada. I had been nervous about taking Olivia anywhere for a trim for fear they would chop off too many of the locks that I had been waiting all this time to grow in. I was also way too nervous to attempt trimming it myself. Her hair was getting some pretty seriously scraggly witchy ends. I was so thrilled when my Aunt suggested that she could do it for me. It was so fun and such a full circle moment. She cut my hair when I was little and now she is cutting my baby's hair, SO SPECIAL! She did such a wonderful job and you can hardly tell that she had a haircut (as she still has length left), I can still get it into pony tails and everything.

Olivia loves it whenever I do her hair in "pretties" (normally requesting me to do this about once a day at least), so I think under normal circumstances she would have thought it was the coolest ever. That day, because of being sick and doped up, she just sat patiently and quietly with not much enthusiasm about it. The downside? Her mullet is much more....PRONOUNCED.... now that her hair has a straight edge at the bottom. But it also feels so much more healthy now that all the split ends are off.