Saturday, March 26, 2011

The Thinker

Our little sweetheart is 5 months old now!  I can barely believe it.  Everyone always tells us how beautiful she is, but especially how bright her eyes are.  I know people are supposed to tell you your baby is cute, and I am a little biased, but seriously!  She is beautiful, and her eyes always seem to be studying and learning new things.

Luckily she is starting to fill out and chunk up a little.  She's not quite eating as much as a baby her age should, but she has finally reached 13 pounds!  Yea! 

I feel so blessed to have this little lady in my life.  She is just another sign to me that there is a Father in Heaven who loves us, who knows us, who understands us.  I am so grateful to Him for letting me borrow His daughter and I only hope I can raise her to know Him and be like His Son Jesus Christ.

 Fun in the jumperoo
 a little over-stimulating
 She looks at me as if to say, "Mommy, what is that bright thing in the sky?"  --That's the sun, sweetheart, even though you haven't seen much of it yet!

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Shoe soup

I don't usually grab the camera for the cute moments of our parenting lives, but this one was a must!  Nate and I were enjoying some soup on a Saturday for lunch, discussing what to do for the afternoon, when suddenly Nate got a little extra garnish in his soup.

Yes, that little girl kicked her shoe right into Daddy's bowl!  Yum!

Uh-oh, sorry Dad!

4 months, solid foods, and more traveling

In February we celebrated Valentine's Day by taking Morgan to the doctor for her 4 month appointment. Shots!  Yuck!  I was prepared for the worst.  At 2 months she was sad the rest of the day.  But what a big girl now, she only cried for about 30 seconds!  What a relief.  Her weight gain was good, but the doctor suggested we start some solids if we wanted.  So for the past month we've been offering her some sweet potato and then rice cereal.

 Luckily she's getting better at getting more food in her mouth than on her clothes.
 Even sweet potatoes are better with a finger chaser.
 How adorable is that smile!
 We love having her at the table with us for dinner.

For President's Day we traveled to St. George to hang out with the Powell side of the family.  It was great to spend time with Erin, Sam's fiance, for the first time really.  And I got my first taste of an apple dipped in oreo, white chocolate, and caramel!  Thanks Jenny for introducing me to that.  And thank you Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory for making it!  Of course I never think of taking pictures of things like apples or shopping trips.  Just Morgan - here she is enjoying some time with Grandma Andrea.

She's gorgoues.  Why should I take pictures of anything else?

Sadly, Morgan went on bottle strike at the end of the month. Since she was 3 months old, she has needed some formula supplements.  I hated having to deal with bottles, but was glad my little girl could get the calories she needs.  Then a week ago she decided no more bottles, I absolutely will not let you put this stuff in my mouth.  For a couple of days I was okay with this, but then my mother's intuition kicked in and I knew she was not getting enough!  When we went in for a weight check, she had only gained one ounce in 2 weeks!  And the crazy thing - she wasn't even acting hungry.  She was totally happy and babbling and content just as always.  We got her back on a bottle by changing the formula and bottle-nipple, so fingers crossed, she will start gaining again.  We'll check her weight again next week to make sure.

If you've gotten this far in this post, thanks for sticking with me, and give me some encouragement if you will....I have decided one present for Morgan's first birthday is some weight loss for Mommy.  I've almost lost my pregnancy weight (which was only 23 pounds), but I was overweight before I got pregnant so my goal is to lose my I-got-married-and-we-love-to-sit-on-the-couch-and-watch-tv-with-cookies-and-milk weight.  My goal - 40 pounds - which translates to 5 pounds a month.  So far this month I am not doing a good job.  We go to the rec center, Morgan watches me from her stroller, and I've lost a negative 2 pounds, as Nate likes to call it, which let's face it, really means I've gained 2 pounds.  But I'll keep trying!