first father's day.

We had a great first Father's Day celebration for Mr. Perfect yesterday. Baby Girl and I let him sleep til 7 (that's late in this house nowadays!) and then went in and woke him up to give him his gifts.

Baby Girl, myself, and the pups all gave the Mister a nice card, but I think Baby Girl's might have been the best. =) I had found a card where she could record a message and got her to coo into that. Only took 4 days to get her to do that (she'd be cooing or laughing away til I pressed the record button, then silence), but it turned out so cute!



We got Mr. Perfect a new shirt and some cigars that he wanted, but the best present by far was from BG. Her and I had gone a few weeks ago to make him a Father's Day plate with her footprints on it and it turned out awesome. I know guys don't usually dig the sappy stuff, but he seemed to really like this. I personally love it. But I'm a sucker for that kind of stuff.. =)


my heart and soul..


After opening gifts, we headed to Sunday School and church and then lunch at the grandparents after that. Of course there was a photo session..

Could they possibly be any cuter?!?

Baby Girl with her Daddy and great-granddad. We missed our Pops!!

my family...

I adore my family. I can't thank God enough for blessing me with these two. They are my world!

After lunch Baby Girl and I sacked out on the couch until Mr. P woke us up to "get his girls home and in the bed". I love hearing that. And so we headed home where her and I slept and he enjoyed some time to himself.

In all honesty, that was probably the best gift we gave him yesterday!

Hope you had the best Father's Day ever babe. Your girls sure do love you...

Happy Father's Day!

My dear Mr. Perfect,

I am so excited that you are finally celebrating your first Father's Day. On our entire journey to become parents, I saw the love you would one day share with a child here on Earth displayed. Now that Baby Girl is here, that love I saw has multiplied by thousands.

I love watching you two together. How she laughs at you and how she lights up when you come around. She's changing you and making you love in ways I don't think you thought were possible, and I feel so lucky to be around for that.

You are an amazing Dad. I can't wait to watch y'alls relationship continue to grow and to see how much tighter she manages to get you around her finger. =) I love you babe. Happy First Father's Day!

Love...



And to my Dad..

You were the first man I ever loved and I will never stop loving and respecting you. You were an AMAZING father and have given me a roadmap on how to raise my daughter. You never missed a game, a recital, a dance, or a Girl Scout camping trip. You took me to work every Father/Daughter work day, you choked up when you dropped me off at college, and you cried on my wedding day. You are my rock. You've made me so excited for the father daughter relationship I now get to watch grow in Mr. P and BG because I know how awesome it is. I love you Dad. I'm so happy I get to see you be my girls "Pops". She doesn't yet realize how lucky she is!

Love,
"Jamona"

struggling.

Still trying to download pictures. To a picture fiend like me, my card not working is absolutely unacceptable.

But apparently it doesn't care.

I'm struggling right now y'all. Not going to lie.

I am absolutely exhausted. I mean, I realize I'm not exhausted, but I am pretty freakin' tired. And my child sleeps at night so I have no idea what I would do if she didn't.

My problem is my new schedule is killing me smalls. Flat killing me. I now get up each morning by 5.30. Every. single. morning.

Gone are the days of sleeping in, and while my babe is completely worth it, I am a sleepy creature! I would give up food for sleep and that's saying something. I lurve sleep. I would marry sleep and have it's babies. Of course if I had another baby I'd get less sleep, so maybe sleep and I should just get married and remain childless.

See. I'm delusional.

As I was saying (back on track girl, you can do it...), I'm up each morning at 5.30 am. I remember when I used to get home at 5.30. Those were the days... because then I slept til 2. That's pm.

I'm never going to get this story told.

I've found that I need to be showered and ready to start the day by the time Baby Girl gets up at six, so I get up at 5.30 and hit the shower and get dressed. At 6, she gets up and eats. By the time she finishes it's about 6.30. I get her changed and dressed and then she plays for a while while I pump. I've found that if I get up a few minutes earlier, I can pump before she even gets up so that she can have my full attention during play time. But then I miss 20 more minutes of sleep. I think about this sleep thing way too much... Then I finish getting ready while BG chills in the bouncy chair watching me.

On days that BG doesn't go to daycare and stays home with me (Tuesday & Sat) or the days we go in late to daycare (Monday), I put her back down for a nap about 7.15 and I crawl back into bed til she gets up again at 9. Those days are my best friends.

On the other days, I try to get her to daycare by 7.30 because I know she's ready for a nap by that point. I love my mornings with her though and sometimes drag them out too long sending her into a lack of sleep meltdown.

And then I hand her to the sitter. ;)

I kid.

Kind of.

Anyway. I get off at 5 or 5.30 and pick up BG if Mr. Perfect hasn't yet. When I get home, it's time to feed her and then all I want to do is play with her. Some where in there I throw in some dinner. Then she usually catnaps between 8 and 9 and I can get some housework done.

Some is not acceptable. I am a clean freak.

She eats last at 9 and then it's bedtime for her. She's in the bed by ten.

And I'm so tired I can't see straight. But there's so much still left to do; bottles need to be washed, diaper bag needs to be packed up, house needs tending to, dogs need some attention...

It never ends. And did you see me write work out in that time?

No. Because I cannot find the time. And I miss working out something fierce, but I cannot tear myself away from her at night because I haven't seen her all day.

I am out of hours in the day and I'm running on E. I think it's why I'm trying to get sick right now. I'm just burning the wick on both ends and it's not working.

My problem is a scheduling issue. I just cannot possibly get it all done. There is no way. Unfortunately God only gave me two hands and I need about six. And it's killing me to not get it all done. I feel like so much in my life is being let down right now.

I rush out of work at five now and I feel like I'm letting my co-workers down because I refuse to stay late. I miss my kid. My poor dogs haven't been on a run in forever. I feel like I'm letting them down. I have almost no time to just sit down and watch a movie with Mr. Perfect or just sit and talk to him and that's hurting us. I feel so disconnected right now. I have no time to go running and I miss it. Big time. I feel so much better about myself when I'm running and I just plain feel better. Plus, while I'm a huge fan of muffins, I'm not feeling the one that is currently residing on my waistline. Ga-ross.

Everything will be fine. I get that. It's just this transition is wearing me down. And it's making me angry at those around me. Not cool devil man. Leave this girl alone.

Just needed to vent. Now I'm going to take a nap at the office over lunch. Judge away. I'm too tired to care!

tummy time success!

Finally. After days of miserable tummy time experiences, I wised up. I've started putting Baby Girl with her chest on the Boppy to see if that would help her enjoy it anymore.

Well today I took the Boppy away and someone held their head up and their chest off the ground for a few seconds!!

I have proof but can't get my pictures to download.

Of course.

But I'm so proud of her! She's getting so strong. She's also started pulling herself forward at the waist when shes in her swing. It's real cute except that she can't get herself back upright so she gets pretty upset at being stuck bent in half. She's too strong for her own good!

I'll get proof as soon as Mr. Perfect hooks me up with a new card reader.

Ahem....

dancing queen

Baby Girl loves music. Every time there was music playing while she was in the womb, she went nuts. She still does.

The other day I left her with my grandparents for a few hours so I could run some errands. I was trying to get her to go to sleep before I left, so I turned on country music videos.

Baby Girl took that as her invitation to stay up and dance. Forget nap time. It was boogie time.

(the first 20 seconds is the best, and you might have to turn up the volume, but it's so cute I had to share!)


I so love this girl..