3 Months!

Miss Priss is three months old today. That is just crazy to me! While I miss her sweet newborness (pretty sure I just made up that word), I absolutely love this age. She has really started to develop a little personality, and for the very best part...well, I'm afraid to type it in case I jinx myself...the crying fits magically disappeared almost 3 weeks ago. I survived!!!

This little lady:

* loves to "stand up". Girls got some strong legs.

* chews on her hands all day long, and if she can't get to her's then she is after anyone elses within reach

* is a slobber monster. All her outfits are completely soaked 10 minutes after she gets them on.

* is chunkalicious! I love me some baby rolls.

* Babbles, laughs and smiles all the time

* figured out how to roll over

* is the proud owner of TWO chins!

* loves to rock out to my Jack Johnson radio station on Pandora

* prefers to be held facing out, so she can see everything

* can now grab hold of her toys

* is the BEST!

I could go on and on, but I will refrain...for now...
Seriously, I love watching my sweet baby girl discover the world around her, and getting to be there to witness all of her firsts. She is growing and changing literally right before my eyes. Makes me kind of scared to blink!

Love you, Baby girl!

(The pictures of her in the chair, while not her best, make me laugh hysterically!)

I Want Candy...

Oh, Easter, there are so many reasons why I love you. Sadly, your candy is one of them. I wait in chocolate anticipation every year for these little treats.

Yep. Ask my Mom. We still get Easter baskets from the "Easter Bunny" and this is always my one request.

I also anticipate this malted goodness


But this is, perhaps, the very best Easter candy of all

Tales from the Crib: Postponed

I have a very sick little girl:( We both have upper respiratory infections, so maybe I'll start next week. For now, I'm going to enjoy having my little roommate. Also, thanks for everyone's comments, emails, and facebook messages. I've gotten lots of great advice and am thankful that I'm not the only one!

Tales from the Crib

So here it is...

I know my almost 3 month old should be sleeping in her crib. However, I love her sleeping in our room. NO, she does not sleep in the bed with us. At least I have that going for me. Every day, I wake up determined to transition her to her crib, and then when nighttime comes I change my mind. It doesn't help that her Father keeps coming up with excuses about why we shouldn't put her in her crib, as well. Part of me is being selfish and afraid that my baby who sleeps through the night will start waking up again once in her crib. I also like it because I can hear her every move ,and I know she is safe and sound. This, however, means even though I'm sleeping, I'm not really sleeping soundly. Ladies and gentlemen, it's time. I've gotta be strong and give the baby the boot.

I figured this could be an interesting experience and plan on making this a sort of blog series. Also, this is the only way I am going to hold myself accountable...going public. I would also love any and all advice, tips, stories etc. from anyone who has been through this before.

Hope you enjoy my Tales from the Crib!

Snow Way

Seriously, I really really loved the snow this winter, but enough is enough. My toes were very happy to be hanging out in flip flops all week last week, and they do NOT wish to go back into hiding. Therefore, in my winter protest, I will be wearing them in the snow. Isn't that the official Texas winter get up anyway? Hoodie/fleece, jeans, and flip flops? I would also like to add that Presley has seen as many snows in her short 2.5 months than I have seen in my 28 years (up until this winter). CRAZY!

Roll Over, Roll Over...

**WARNING: you might want to turn the volume down on your computer. Other than the fact that my voice is completely annoying, I start screaming towards the end**

Holy Moly!!! My child rolled over today!! I never thought this day would come since she despises tummy time. To be honest, I have been slacking in that area. She makes it sound like I'm torturing her the minute I place her on her tummy. Well, this past week I decided I was going to get better about doing it. Well, first thing this morning I plopped her on her tummy and over she went! Of course, this was followed by me screaming with joy and scaring my poor baby half to death.
Here is a video of her rolling over again this afternoon. Yes, I have been stalking her with the camera until she did it again.

Presley Laughing

"When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a thousand pieces and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies. And now when every new baby is born its first laugh becomes a fairy. So there ought to be"

This video was taken with my phone and it was too dark to actually see her, sorry. However, you can hear her sweet little laugh pretty well. I would like to apologize in advance for my horrible voice. So embarrassing...


And yes, I do know the rest of the words. She just doesn't find them funny...