Thursday, April 23, 2015

so many options...

Millie is still a baby right now...obviously the cutest, sweetest, funniest baby ever, but still a baby. With each week that passes, though, I catch more glimpses of what she might be like as she grows out of her baby-ness. Her personality, her tendencies, her preferences...it's just so much fun watching those things develop. I love imagining what she might be like next month and next year and in five years. I can't wait to see how she unfolds.

One thing that I have trouble imagining, though, is what she'll look like. Not that it matters. It's just I can only imagine her looking one way: exactly how she does now. Which is perfect, of course. But for whatever reason, I just can't imagine what she'll look like as a toddler. And I think that the crux of the issue is that she doesn't have (much) hair. I can't draw a picture of Older Millie in my head because I don't know what she will look like with hair.


But who needs hair when you're this cute?
Lucky for me, there is the internet. And free time. And possibly mis-using a makeover webpage. But who cares, because the end result was lots of laughs in my house...and perhaps a slightly better idea of what lies ahead for Millie...or something.

Like, you know...maybe she'll be blonde!


Such luscious locks...this would be convenient because then we could easily discern whose long hair was responsible for clogging the drain/covering the floor/sticking to the shower wall. No confusion about blame!

But maybe she'd rather grow up to look just like her mom?



Haha, I know, I know. My hair never actually looks that good. If Millie got hers to look like that, I'd really have to step up my game. So maybe I'll encourage her to go another direction...



Aack...well, maybe not this direction, exactly. That looks painful and very non-cuddly. I want Future Millie to cuddle with me still, so I might discourage this look. Also, all those various colors would probably cost a fortune to maintain. Future Millie's gonna have to get a job if she expects a high-maintenance look like this.



Maybe Millie will truly follow in my footsteps and just phone it in with a bun most days. Thatta girl.

In conclusion...this is possibly the most ridiculous thing I've ever done, but I'm laughing so hard I can barely breathe, so it really seems worth it. 

And P.S.- Millie, just stay a bald baby as long as you can.

Wednesday, April 22, 2015

nearly wordless wednesday

If there is anything cuter than a bloomer-clad baby booty, I don't know what it is. 

Except for maybe a baby in yellow overalls. 



And that's pretty much all there is to say about that. 

Saturday, April 18, 2015

breathing and unbroken

Oh hey look, another week flew by. 

Well, parts of it flew. Some parts were a bit draggy. Millie started wheezing again, right about the time when her sinus infection should have been clearing up. Time tends to drag when your baby is struggling to breathe. For the fiftieth (or so) time this winter/spring.

Luckily (??) this time was the straw that broke the camel's back and we left the doctor's office with an asthma diagnosis (not really serious- "mild intermittent asthma," triggered by respiratory illness) and a prescription for a nebulizer! I am so relieved, to be honest. I hate feeling helpless every time her otherwise-inconsequential colds/allergies/viruses morph into constant wheezing and struggling to breathe, leading to too many after-hours chats with the doctor and prescriptions for steroids. Now we can do breathing treatments at the first sign of respiratory junk and hopefully keep her from getting to that point again.

So we spent all our spare time learning how to do breathing treatments!! True to character, Millie was pretty chill about the whole thing.

Don't bother me, Mom. I'm reading books and looking like Darth Vader!

A nebulizer selfie? Isn't this kind of pathetic, Mom?
 The doctor and pharmacists all said that most babies fight the treatments, but she really isn't too fazed by the whole thing. Sometimes she naps, sometimes she imitates the noise that the machine makes, and sometimes she just keeps on doing her thing- jumping, as the case may be.

Don't be jealous of my awesome Saturday morning fashion.
And as hoped, her breathing and coughing immediately improved once we started treatments. Now she's just a normal snotty baby- yay! And she can focus on the truly important things in life: learning to pull up on stuff.


And pretending she's about to crawl. Even though she's not.


She's also working on penning her first novel. Probably the Next Great American Novel, actually.

...and yet all they give me to write on is this little pad of sticky notes. How they underestimate me.


As for me, I've spent every spare moment of the week trying to read Unbroken for book club tonight. I finished at 4:00 this afternoon, so give me a gold star or something. (Actually, if you're going to give me a gold star, it should be for the goat cheese-stuffed, bacon-wrapped dates that I made to take tonight. If I make it there and there are actually any left...that will be star-worthy.) I'll admit that this isn't the type of book I would ever have chosen to read on my own (it's a biography, for one. NOT FICTION. As in...not really my thing), but I'm glad that I did read it. It was long and really hard to read at times (for different reasons- sometimes because they were going on and on about the minutiae of the various planes used by the Air Force during the 1940s (surprisingly, another thing I'm not really passionate about!), sometimes because the subject matter (being a POW in Japanese work camps) was incredibly disturbing and horrifying)...but I feel like I learned a lot and it was an amazing story in the end. It also made me feel like the stupidest person ever for anything I have ever complained about. Like even my deepest pain and most awful situations seem laughable, basically. Poor little spoiled American brat...waaah, waaah. Anyway, I think that our discussion tonight will be a good one. I'm also hoping that I'll find that I'm not the only one who knew so incredibly little about the role of Japan in World War II. That was my other takeaway from the book. I'm a spoiled brat, and incredibly ignorant about WWII. Well, at least one of those things I can remedy with some more reading and my old friend Wikipedia...

The dates Book club is calling my name- time to go! Have a great rest of the weekend!

Monday, April 13, 2015

done! (because it's a race and all)

It was a really busy weekend.

That is, if by "busy" you mean "busy reading 4,000 pages of yesteryear's hottest teenager vampire romance novels." Then yes, I was busy. But I finished!! All four books (and 3/5 movies) in 10 days. That's pretty impressive when you consider that I also work full time and occasionally like to stop to eat and breathe.

And help this one put animals into and out of Noah's ark.

This is actually the only picture I took the ENTIRE WEEKEND. I have failed at life.
I must say, though. I really enjoyed the Twilight saga. Especially the ending. Go ahead and judge me, but I really appreciate and crave a happy (or at least satisfying) ending when I've committed this much time to caring about a bunch of characters. Most YA trilogies/sagas utterly fail me there. I'm basically used to getting to the end and then wishing I'd stopped about three chapters earlier and just made up my own satisfying ending. But Twilight was good to the last drop, so to speak, so kudos to Stephenie Meyer. I have the last two movies ready to watch, and I also grabbed the Eclipse novella while I was at the library so that I can spend another 200 pages hanging out in Forks...why not, right? Oh, and I'm going to read Midnight Sun. And THEN I'll be really done. Just in time to read my book for book club this weekend. We're discussing Unbroken, which shouldn't be at all different from my other reading lately, ha. But don't worry- I'm going to try hard to drag the discussion around to Twilight!!

I had a mini-book club in the break room at work today during lunch. Luckily, several of my coworkers are fellow avid YA saga readers, so we had an excellent discussion about some of our favorites. I'm trying to pick what saga to tackle next, and as boring as it may seem, I'm pretty sure I'm just going to reread Harry Potter. I know I mentioned this a few months ago, but I still think it's my best bet. I need to read more slowly this time and actually absorb more. But I might wait til I go to the beach this summer to do it. Patience, grasshopper.

In non-book news...ummm...well, there's not much. We haven't slept in a few nights, so that's something new. Millie hasn't put us through that since she was about 6 weeks old, so I'm sorely out of practice...but she's been running a fever, and apparently fevers and sleep don't mix. We got her to the doc today and discovered that she has a sinus infection, which is something that I definitely did not think babies could get. It sounds so old! Anyway, that's the explanation for the fever and general fussiness, so hopefully her delicious pink amoxicillin will get everything cleared up and she'll feel better soon. Oh, and she'll sleep. 

Don't worry, though- when she isn't burning alive or refusing to be put down, she's up to her regularly scheduled adorable antics. My current favorite, of course, is babbling mamamamama. I'm pretty sure that nothing will ever beat that. Oh, except for when she says mamamama while reaching her arms up to me. Be still my little heart.

And that about wraps up some of the least exciting (to you!) days ever. Oh! I did take a few hours out of my busy reading/snuggling schedule to go to Amanda's baby shower yesterday!! Naturally, I didn't take any pictures (because I was busy talking to friends about Twilight, of course), but I can promise you that it made my heart SO very happy to be celebrating Amanda and sweet (and adorable!! and blonde-eyelashed!) Garrison. Sometimes it blows my mind that we've both brought home our miracle babies within seven months of each other. It's just crazy. The best kind of crazy. 

And now I'm off to watch Breaking Dawn Part 1, because a girl's gotta have priorities, you see. Have a great week!