Leaps and Bounds..

Once i figure this whole blog thing out... I'll organize it better. Until then.. just an update on my little girl.

MAN, is she growing fast! I can't believe it. I mean, everybody says "It goes by so fast.." but.. boy does it ever!

She is SUCH a copycat. She copies EVERYTHING. and she's fricken adorable. What's worse: SHe KNOWS.

This last week I've been sick, so her newest thing is "blowing her nose".. where she holds a baby wipe up to her face and makes a noise I can't spell. (sorry)
She also echoes my coughs. Hilarious. After which we fake cough back and forth a few times.

I love playing with my baby. And amid the chaos of working, being a mommy and wife, and building our family business.. I stop what I'm doing, dishes in the sink, laundry in the dryer, phone calls to be made.. and I play with my little girl.

We play monster, peek-a-boo, tickle, hide the mimi (our word for pacifier/binky/ect), animal noises.. anything and everything.

Because when it's all said and done.. our relationship is what matters. Dishes are not eternal. Souls are. People matter. She matters. 

Welcome to the 21st Century Mama..

So.. it's about time, right? I FINALLY jumped on the blogosphere bandwagon.

My motivation? What else? Molly Marie Miller.

I was sitting in my bed, feeding her a bottle (oye.. another story for another day) and when she was done I sat there, cradling her in my lap. I wrapped my arms around her and thought.. "My, how big you've gotten. I remember when you were half this size. Your head could fit in my hands.. I could hold your entire body easily in one arm. And now.. you're so big. Too fast. Your body spills out of my lap.. and your HEAD.. it's HUGE! haha.. (Sorry baby.. you get that from Mama.)"

She's growing by leaps and bounds.. and I have been TERRIBLE (by my OWN standards.. no one elses.. ESPECIALLY not the Martha Stewarts out there...) about chronicling her life and my experience as a changing person and a mama. So I thought I'd start a blog. Spelling errors, bad grammar, stream of consciousness.. the whole kit and caboodle. If people read it and enjoy it. Great. If not, I'll at least have something I can print and bind for my daughter. So what if it's not a hand written journal, right? It's the 21st Century. (Or so I keep telling myself.. but in this world of pinterest and expectations of perfection.. SOMETHINGS gotta give.. and I have to be realistic. So I try not to feel guilty that I'm still on the 5th page of her scrapbook. :o/ blah)

Another reason for this blog.. Journaling. It's good for the soul. Who knows.. this may turn into more  of a journal then a memoir to my daughter.. but hey.. I'm human.

So.. enjoy.. try not to judge my poor grammar too harshly.. and if you don't have anything nice to say.. I don't have time for you. ;o]