Sunday, July 24, 2011

Nine Years

Justin and I celebrated our nine year wedding anniversary on July 20. He came home from work, and I had dinner on the stove and a baby on my hip. He brought me flowers and champagne.


At first, Ella seemed captivated, but she was fooling no one. I want so badly for my girl to be brave and courageous, but she is cautious and a bit of a scaredy-cat.



I knew I had only a few seconds to get the photos taken with my iPhone and then I would have to scoop her back up.

Friday, July 22, 2011

Quiet Acceptance

Ella woke up two nights ago shrieking so horribly that both Justin and I thought something terrible might be happening to her, so we went running to her room. (Which is on the other end of our U shaped house--picture us at one top serif and her at the other.) She was writhing in pain in cat pose, with her head down between her bent arms. Justin scooped her up, and she could barely open her eyes, so I turned the light back off and we examined her by the hall light. He even unzipped her pajamas to check her belly, but nothing was wrong. We guessed it must be her teeth and the Orajel had worn off, so gave her some Tylenol and after he held her til she calmed down he put her back to sleep. I had left the room because she was clearly confused by having both of us there; trying to decide who to cuddle with and how to stop crying. Not because Justin was the one to hold her, but because I felt so bad for her, I was choked up myself.

The next night he had to work til 2 a.m., so I was praying for peace. She woke up only once, and after only 45 minutes of sleep, so I was still awake. I comforted her for a bit and put her back to sleep, both of us quietly accepting that we were breaking the rules of sleep training.

This morning when she woke up there was blood on her pillow and at the crease of her lips.

It's her molars.

Well, molar. Three of them came in and we barely noticed, but this last one is defining "cutting teeth" for us.

My poor girl.

Despite all this, she is cheerful during the day. (Which I'm just telling you so that you don't worry too much about us.)

Saturday, July 16, 2011

Just another Saturday....

Ella has had a busy day--the Tot Lot where she was forced to play instead of nap:


Then reading her mail:






And browsing through our local weekly newspaper:
Of course she had to sort through the Trader Joe's bag full of clean socks that she likes to play with:


 

 I don't know how her eyes get so big:



Friday, July 15, 2011

Housewifery

I am officially not a good enough housewife. I like to do the laundry, but I hate to do the dishes. Which is a problem, because the dishes get dirty every day.

Justin's co-workers say things like, "It must be nice to come home and be able to just relax," but I kind of expect our old deal to stand. Justin did dishes and I did laundry.

But back then we both had jobs.

Now doing the dishes seems to be part of my job description.

Which means, I should wrap this up and get to work.

But first, let me show you what happens when the washing machine gets unbalanced every time I use it:


I suppose this means Justin is also helping with the laundry, by sitting on the machine to hold it down during the spin cycle.

I really need to step up my game.

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Bath Time

Ella loves bath time. When I give her a bath she splashes and I end up soaked, but for Justin she just plays with her duckies. It's a different kind of love, I suppose.


You can see in her mouth that a pre-molar has been in place for a while on her right, but her left one is just taking its own sweet time, leaving her gums so swollen that you can see the puffiness when she smiles. Still, she is in good spirits and Tylenol and Orajel at night seem to be doing the trick.

Tuesday, July 05, 2011

Independence Day 2

For some reason I can't get the photos in chronological order (I'm too lazy to post them one at a time today). But here we are having our Fourth of July fun. This was Ella's second Independence Day, and I think she might have enjoyed it more than the first one, for which she mostly slept. However, she was pretty scared of the loud noises, which meant lots of cuddles for Mommy. Yay!

Ella shares vigorously. "Take the book! Please take the book!"

Here, she is wearing a belt of links that began as a very large necklace. Thanks, Victoria! :)

While we waited for the fireworks, she sat on Daddy's belly and went, "bububububa" with her hand against her mouth--one of her favorite tricks.


She didn't make the very few miles home drive awake...

There was a big military plane that did a very loud flyover... everyone laughed at me because I was more concerned with photographing her than rescuing her from the stroller so she could be consoled.

Justin was relaxing--deservedly so.

The lap of luxury.

The links necklace.


Part of the day was spent casually reading.

No festival is complete without a baby riding on Daddy's shoulders.

Monday, July 04, 2011

July 3

When Ella wakes up from her naps she smiles when she sees us:




Today Ella had her first encounter with ocean water:

She checked out the waves like Daddy does.

The water comes in....

The water touches The Girl; she is brave(ish)





I just love my girl.

My girl will be an ocean girl, like her daddy. We will learn to surf together. Life is beautiful. But, it was chilly and windy a block from our house at the beach, so we retreated to the hot tub after just a few minutes at the seaside.

Now we know where she gets her crinkle nose smile.

Splashes! Like in the bathtub!

And what would a holiday weekend be without seven layer dip? She liked the beans and the guacamole. We definitely have a California girl on our hands.




Somehow, there are no pictures of her smiling and eating it, but she kept reaching out for more.