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Thursday, December 29, 2011

Long Overdue

Two months huh?? I really am lousy at this! Promise to get better, although judging by most recent track record, I'm sure that doesn't count for much.

These last two months have flown by, like most months since I've become a mom. I just want to freeze time, and savor every moment of my girl.

Let's see - what have we been up to??

Some Tricks....

Some Treats....

Thanksgiving, loving her big grandmom

Didn't quite make it to dinner - who needs turkey to make make you sleepy??

And Finally - Christmas!!

Someone wasn't quite sure what to make of all those presents Santa left

But she warmed up eventually!!

Christmas this year, was pretty amazing. Sophia didn't quite get the concept, but she was super excited, and had a blast opening presents.

As we head into the new year, I am anxious to see what next year brings, what new things my girl will learn, and excited to see her continue to develop into the little lady she is quickly becoming.

Hope everyone is having a great holiday season, and wishing you and your fams a happy, healthy new year!!!!!!

Thursday, October 27, 2011

In a year

My little pumpkin has gone from this:

To this:

I still can’t believe I have a toddler. Really?? My little girl is not so little anymore, and she is learning more and more everyday.

She is now speaking in phrases “Where are you” which sounds more like
“Wa ah u” but nonetheless super cute.

When she can’t find her favorite Minnie doll (or as she calls her Mimi), she calls out “Mimi, wa ah u”. My husband said yesterday around 7:00, when I usually come home she said “Mama, wa ah u”? Is that not the cutest thing ever??!!!

Some other things she is doing now at 15 months

• Trying to dress herself, especially putting her shoes on. She gets very mad when she can't do it herself. A fit or two may occur!
• Trying to feed herself, using her spoon and fork
• Still hating bathtime, no matter how much fun I try to make it
• Sleeping through the night (HALLELUJAH!) even if it is still in our bed, I’LL TAKE IT!
• Pointing to her different body parts (eyes, ears, mouth, nose, belly) and saying what each is
• Telling us when she’s gone # 2 – does this mean we should start introducing the potty?
• She says mama, papa, paul, juice, shoes, read, “where’d it go”, “I see you” ball, night night, bath, mimi and melmo (Minnie and Elmo), down – she has quite the vocabulary already.
• Giving kisses
• Saying “BUH” when she sees me put my shoes on in the morning.
• Dancing! It’s hysterical, Sophia does what we call “the booty pop” where she bounces her butt up and down. It’s the funniest thing I’ve ever seen! Lately she loves anything by Maroon 5, Colbie Caliat, Red Hot Chili Peppers and Britney Spears
• When she is doing something she isn’t supposed to she comes to me and waves her finger at me and says “no, no, no”
• NO MORE PAPI! For over a month, she hasn’t asked for it or needed it. So glad that went so smooth! Now if only we could be so lucky with the bottle!
• Which she is still taking a few bottles a day, we made progress with the straw cups, and then all of a sudden she wouldn’t drink out of them. My goal is to have her completely off the bottle by the end of the year

I feel like this is such a fun age, she is constantly learning new things, and mimicking us – she is such a sponge! And turning into quite the ham.
After all these months, I finally feel like I am settling into this motherhood thing. We have our nighttime routine, and our early mornings together snuggled up on the couch, where if I’m lucky she’ll crawl into the nook between where my legs are and the couch, rest her cute little head on my legs and fall back asleep. I live for these moments. I know I’ll miss them someday when she’s 15 and wants nothing to do with me. I’ll be sure to remind her of these mornings. For now I’m soaking them all in, and enjoying every second.

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

And my heart just exploded into a million little pieces

This girl, makes my world go round. Just what I needed after today - hubby how did you know??

Old friends and a little fairy dust

Can't beleive it's Monday and another weekend has flown by! Seriously - you blink and poof, they are over!

This weekend was Sophia's bff's 1st birthday party. Miss Ally who happens to be the gorgeous daughter, of my oldest friend (19 years and counting) Aimee.
We've been looking forward to Ally's party for a few months now, especially once Aimee told me she was going to have a "fairy themed" party - SO CUTE!

Toadstool cupcakes and fairy dust??!! The girls all dressed up in their best tu-tu's and fairy wings. LOVE IT!
Sophia had a blast! I love seeing my girl discover new things, make friends, and have fun!

While Sophia was having fun, and playing with her friends - I got the chance to catch up with my girls. Do you have friends, where no matter what's going on in life, no matter how long it's been since you've called or gotten together, the second you do it's like no time has passed? They love you unconditionally, with all your faults, have seen you at your very best and also at your very worse? They can make you laugh, and laugh until you pee your pants (true story THIS happened Saturday!).
Yep, these are those girls. I love, love, love them.

Happy first birthday Ally girl! We can't wait to celebrate many more!
We love you!!!!!!

Thursday, September 8, 2011

What we’ve been up to lately

Someday I will start posting a little more regularly, between a very active, oh-so cute 14 month old & 13 hour workdays, I’m finding it hard to fit in time for, well ME. Moms, how do you do it? After little miss goes down, I am wiped! And forget getting up earlier than I already have to. After 14 months, I would have thought I would have had this whole "mom's free time" thing down, but sad to say I'm no better off than I was when Sophia was first born. But she is worth it!!

The last month and a half has been fun! Sophia’s personality is coming through more and more, and she is such a little ham!

She is like tornado, running through the house, talking up a storm, dancing, or as we like to call it "the booty pop" to see it in action is hysterical. A few of her favorite words:

"what's that?"
"mama & papa"
"mimi" (for minnie who she adores!)
"All done"

She's also learned to climb, much to her mama and papa's dismay. So far we haven't had any accidents, I'm praying it stays that way!

She loves spending time with her Cousin Ian, who she refers to as "EEEEE". I can't tell you how happy it makes me to see my two favorite little people together and happy.

She's starting to play on her own - which is seriously the cutest thing I've ever seen. She loves little people, reading, and of course her baby!

This past weekend we celebrated Labor Day, at Aunt DD's and Uncle Tom's, where Sophie and Ian had lots of fun!!

These last few months, have been amazing and I am so looking forward to what fall has in store for our little family!

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Twelve and one half

This girl is almost 13 months, but somedays I think she's going on 13 years. She is a happy, hammy little one - but if you make her mad, or she hears "no". Forget it. We've been having a little test of wills lately. She seems to think her mama's a pushover, which isn't entirely untrue, afterall she is pretty cute, and well, I'm a sucker for cute. Just this last month, she's started throwing fits, and screaming (or more like screeching) when she doesn't get her way. Mama is not a fan. This weekend was rough. To be quite honest, I'm don't know what I'm doing. I don't know how to deal with an unruly toddler, let alone how to discipline one. It's times like this I wish she came with a user's manual.

Friday, July 29, 2011

Days like this

Little miss was up last night from 2am-5am. Wide awake, trying to engage me in playful conversation. "What's this?" which is her new favorite thing to say, just doesn't sound so sweet at 3:30 in the morning. I was frustrated and tired - so tired!
I begged to her "Please Sophie, it's time for night-night". She didn't want to hear any of it, and finally at 5:30 she passed out. Only for mama to have to get up in a half an hour. I keep reminding myself my girl is growing up, it's not always going to be like this. Eventually we will get sleep. Eventually her teeth will all be in, and she won't be in so much pain and so irritable. Soon she will be off to school, and instead of our weekends filled with play dates, and hanging by the pool with Aunt Didi, they'll be spent chauffering her and her giddy friends to the mall or movies. When these nights feel like they'll never end, and when I think I can't possibly keep my eyes open another second, I just have to remember she's still a baby. She won't always need me like this, and when she doesn't I'll miss it, more than I can imagine.

{Finally asleep after a long night}

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Sophia is ONE - Part 1

Last Thursday my little mama turned one! Wow!! I still can't get over how fast this last year went by. It almost doesn't seem real. But it is!

Sophia wanted NOTHING to do with cake or celebrating, see what happens when your babies don't nap??!!!

Eventually though, she cheered up. Opened some presents, and out of everything was most fascinated by the directions! HA!

We had a great day, filled with fun times at Sesame Place, our family, and of course lots of cake!!!! Sophia had a great time, and even crashed out pretty early - which if you know her, you know that is pretty unusual.

Seriously, how cute are sleeping babies??!!!

I'm so looking forward to this next year to come, discovering the little person that my girl will become. Next weekend we'll have her official party, with our extended family and all of our friends. I can't wait!

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Sophia's Birthstory

My baby girl will be one tomorrow. I really am having a hard time wrapping my head around it, I mean - where did the last 356 days go?? So in honor of her birthday, I'm gonna do it - recap her birthday.
Honestly I didn't think I would, I've always loved reading other people's but always thought for me it's a little TMI (and beleive me, I am all about TMI). But I'm putting my birth story out there, because I don't ever want to forget about it, afterall it was single handedly the most profound experience of my life.

So here goes.....

Let's back it up a bit and start at my 39th week appointment which was July 14th.

I guess it's important to note that up until this point, I've made no progress whatsoever. No dialation, baby hadn't "dropped" down - nada.

So doctor begins doing his thing, checking my cervix, feeling around & then the look.

The look that says "I'm so sorry, your 39 weeks pregnant, it's 105 degrees outside - I know you are so over this but sorry, no go." He didn't actually say that but if I could have read his mind, my guess is that's what he was thinking. So he goes onto mention, that baby is not progressing or making her way down, most likely due to size - he has a sneaking suspicion that she's a big girl so he orders an ultrasound to check on her weight and make sure fluids are all ok. He proceeded to tell me, basically at this point if she's 8 pounds or more, they want to schedule a c-section as soon as possible for her safety and mine.

I have to be honest, this was a little shocking to me - so much so that I just sat there - with my legs spread open, and cried. Not to say I didn't have it in the back of my mind that yeah, the chances were pretty high that I'd probably have to have a c-section, but still I thought there was some chance that I would be able to have this baby naturally. So after I got myself together we called to set up an appointment for an ultrasound. The next day we went, had the ultrasound and discovered little miss was approx 8 pounds - right on the border of to do a c-section or not!

After speaking to my doctor, he advised he would like me to try to go into labor naturally - this would make the c-section a little easier, so our plan was to wait it out a few more days and if nothing happened by my 40 week appointment we would schedule a c-section then.

Another weekend goes by and no baby. Tuesday, July 20th was my official due date and my 40 week appointment. I was unable to see my regular doctor, but met with his wife, who after checking my blood pressure (which was a little elevated) and cervix (which was still closed) - decided to send me over the hospital to check on baby, and monitor my pressure for a few hours. Everything was fine, my pressure came back down - baby was doing fine - no signs of distress. So I was released to go home after a few hours, with orders to return at 5am the next morning for my C-Section. It was finally happening! I was going to meet my little girl in less than 24 hours! My husband and I went home, and rushed around like crazy trying to get everything ready. That night was a long one, I think we both managed to get an hour or so of sleep, between all the excitement and the nerves (mine mostly!). We finally got up around 4am the next morning, packed up the truck and made our way to the hospital.

The drive there was a hazy, I don't remember much other than feeling super anxious. I'd been waiting 40 long weeks, and truthfully a lot longer for this moment, and it was finally happening in a matter of moments.

We get to the hospital, check in - get undressed, prepped for surgery, and before I knew my anthestiologist came in and explained to me what I should expect. He was the sweetest man, and totally set my mind at ease. Finally around 7:00am I was wheeled to the OR, where I would receive my epidural, and meet my girl. Within a few minutes the nurses began to prep me for my epidural, and before I knew it I was being numbed. I have to say one of my biggest fears leading up to delivery was the epidural, I had heard such horror stories, and honestly it wasn't nearly half as bad as I thought. After my epidural, the nurses helped me move onto the operating table, and inserted a catheter (fun times)! My OB I seen the day before kept telling me "make sure they do the catheter AFTER your epidural, the nurses will bitch and try to deter you, but hold your ground". Boy was I glad I did! I didn't feel a thing! While the doctors were getting ready, I remember saying out loud "where's my husband, please don't let him miss this" and before long he was right next to me holding my hand, and asking me what I wanted to eat after the baby came out!

Everything from here on out is a blur, I know my husband was let in the room around 7:30am, and at 7:41am our beautiful girl was born. At 9lbs 4ozs and 21 inches long she was a big girl! Hearing her cry for the first time, was without a doubt, the most incredible sound I had ever heard in my life. I was so releived, that she was here and ok, I cried & cried, and then cried some more. I just wanted to see her, it felt like an eternity, and I remember asking my husband "Is she ok? Where is she?" finally the nurses brought her over to me. Seeing my daughter for the first time is a moment I will never forget. She was perfect in everyway! In that instant, I finally understood what love was, people could tell you but until you experience you really can't even begin to wrap your brain around it. The nurses swept her away, to clean her up, do all her measurements, apgar. I was able to see her a few minutes before my husband and her were wisked away to the nursery so the doctors could sew me back together! Honestly, for me this was the worse (up till now) part. Although I was numb from the waist down, and I really didn't feel anything - I did feel so much pressure. I felt like someone was standing on my chest. I remember telling the nurse "I feel like I'm going to have a heart attack, is this normal?". She assured me it was totally normal, mostly from the doctors have to for lack of a better phrase - put everything back in. At this point I threw up a few times, which they said also was normal, I guess from the epidural. I just couldn't wait for it to be over. And I wanted to see my baby. More than anything that's all I kept thinking.

Finally, what took like forever (but was really 45 mins or so) the docs were done and I was being wheeled to recovery. When I got there, no one was around - my family ditched me for breakfast! Seriously?? Thanks! But before I knew it the nurses were coming in with my girl! I finally got to hold her. I remembered being so shocked that they just left her with me, I remember thinking "Wait, is there a book to go with this?". But there wasn't. We started to nurse, and Sophia took to it like a champ. Those first 12 hours after Sophia was born were hazy. My family was there, hubby and the kids, my sister in-law; who stayed with me all day.
I honestly don't know what I would have done with her!! I had a rough time later that day after hubby left to get some sleep, eat and shower. I couldn't move much and breastfeeding took a turn for the worse. Sophia was hungry! And I wasn't producing a lot of milk. My sister in law changed her, feed her and cheered me on, when I needed it the most. Not sure I would have gotten through that day without her!

I have to say, even though I had a rough few days, recovery wise, being super duper emotional, and having little meltdown my second night in the hospital, the staff was amazing. I seriously could not have asked for better l&d nurses, and my doctors. They were incredible. I want to kiss them everytime I see them. After all, without their help, and support I wouldn't have my little miss. Grateful doesn't even begin to describe it.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

The best sound you've ever heard

Seriously, the highlight of my whole month.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

10 Months

I'm having a hard time wrapping my head around the fact that my baby girl, is going to be a year old very soon.

How did this happen?

The last ten months have been a whirlwind, and at times a blur. So much so that I worry sometimes I’ll forget, I know that's impossible, but at times II just want to freeze all these little moments & keep them in my back pocket.

They’ve been the most amazing moments of my life; I had no idea that these would be the happiest, sleepiest, hardest, but most rewarding months I've ever experienced.

To see this little person - growing up right before my eyes, to watch her personality blossom over the course of a few months is mind blowing.

My husband must get sick of hearing me saying it, but really - I can't believe she's mine and I’m hers. It’s pretty incredible. Anyhow, enough of me being a mushy mcmusherson.

So much is happening now. So many milestones! At a little over 10 Months:

• Sophia is trying to walk, while she's taken many steps on her own, she isn't quite there yet. But I'm certain any day she'll be officially on the move!

• She has two bottom teeth, and the top ones are just about to break!!!

• She’s quite the chatterbox – but I guess so am I, and come to think of it so is her dad – poor girl! Some of the words she says: "papa", "papi" (pacifier), "baba", "whoa, whoa, whoa" and as of last week "mama" – which seriously is the most beautiful sound I've ever heard!

• She's still a little butterball. At our last visit she weighed 23 1/2 lbs, and she's wearing 2-3T clothes. Seriously??!! But she's the cutest little turkey I've ever seen!

• She hates bath time. All of a sudden. Not sure what happened, but she screams bloody murder!! This weekend I’m going to try to put her in the actual bathtub and see if that helps. Seriously, bath time is so stressful I feel like I need to be medicated afterwards. And I’m not kidding. Not even a little bit.

• She still isn't the greatest sleeper. It's our fault, really I know. We never taught her good sleep habits, and if there's anything I wish I could go back and change it would be that (aside from not breastfeeding – which is another post in itself)!! She naps on us and on the rare occasion that we put her down to sleep, she will sleep maybe 30 minutes on her own before waking up, not much more. As for bedtime, she is still in bed with us. Definitely in the next 6 months, I'd like her to be sleeping in her crib, but really I'm not going to make myself crazy over it. I love waking up next to her, I love when she "looks" for me at night if I've rollin over out of her reach. I love when our eyes meet for the first time in the morning and she says "HIYE". If that means I miss a few hours of sleep a night, then well so be it!

• She’s given open mouth kisses for awhile now, but last night when I got home and I said “Kisses for mama?” she smiled and brought her head in and gave me the best kiss ever!

After 10 months I finally feel like we are settling into a groove, we have a good schedule & if there is anything we have learned is our girl NEEDS schedule; and hell who am I foolin’ so does her mama!!!

Life is good my friends, and I have a feeling it only gets better here on out!

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

(Almost) Wordless Wednesday - Then and Now Edition

Sophia - July 21st, 2010 - Just Born

Sophia - May 8th, 2011 - 10 Months

Linking up again, with The Paper Mama

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Week 1

{one} have you ever been stuck in an elevator?

Ummm....that would be a no. I'd radther die than be confined in a small space with tons of people

{two} have you ever ridden on an elephant?

Can't say I have, although it sounds like loads of fun

{three} have you ever met a well known celebrity?

A few. Jay - Z in the elevator at work was one of my favorites. Now he is someone I wouldn't mind being stuck in the elevator with.

{four} do you have any food allergies?

No, used to think maybe shellfish, but I think it's more of a sensitivity than an allergy

{five} do you know how to sew?

Sadly I don't - although the H taught himself, and is quite the sewer! It's definitely on  my list of things to learn

{six} did you get an allowance when you were young?


{seven} how often do you fill up your gas tank?

Usually once a week or once every other week. Depends on how much extra driving I do

{eight} have you ever been stung by a jelly fish?

No, those little buggers scare the pants off of me

{nine} have you ever been robbed?

No, thank God - it's one of my biggest fears

{ten} what is the worst haircut you’ve ever had?

Hmmm....I guess I've been blessed in the hair cutting department, I haven't really had any horrible cuts. WELL....there was ONE time. Right after I got married - I made the mistake of going to a Super Cuts (I'm not knocking them, BUT when you pay $2.99 for a haircut - you can't exactly expect amaziness). My bangs came out bad, when I got home the H told me I looked like I had a mullet. Nice right??

Thursday, April 14, 2011

What’s in a name?

When I found out I was pregnant (a year and a half ago!); I was swirling around with ideas…..what would we call our little one?

We scoured the internet for names, we knew we wanted something semi-Italian, especially if we were having a boy – he definitely needed a strong Italian name.

After many months, and many arguments (“No we are NOT naming our son Vincenzo”) – we finally settled on Luca for a boy, and Sophia for a girl.

For as long as I can remember, I always knew if I had a girl I would name her Sophia Bella. I loved the way it sounded together, it was perfect and classy. On February 17th, 2010 we found out we were having a girl, much to my surprise (and excitement as well)! Sophia it was!! After we wiped away the tears, and got in the car to drive home – the H turned to me and said “I’d really like her middle name to be Josephine, after my mom”. After speaking to the H’s sister (and my bff) to make sure she was ok with it – which she happily was!

Deal. It was done, I loved it and I thought what better way to honor the most amazing woman, I've ever had the pleasure of knowing, than to name our daughter after her.

The H kept saying to me “If you really want Bella its ok, I wont be upset” – how could I change my mind at that point? It was perfect. And now that she’s here, I couldn’t even imagine it any other way.

Sophia Josephine………… Think it suits her just swell.

Monday, March 21, 2011

8 Months

Today marks little miss’ 8 month birthday.
Doesn’t seem real! My baby will be ONE in 4 more months. What happened? I just want time to stand a little stiller, to go by a little bit slower.

I want to make sure I’m taking all of this in, and cherishing all of these little moments, because in a matter of time, Sophia will be walking and talking, and before I know it she’ll be going off to school (dear God, someone will need to institutionalize me for that one).

These last 8 months, have been amazing, everything I ever wanted, and so much more.

They’ve also been hard, I’m not gonna lie.

I wasn’t prepared for a lot of this, the sleepless nights, the struggle of being a working mom trying to keep it all together, feeling like I suck at not only being a mom, but being a wife as well. The struggle to find balance, which is still a work in progress.

Above all, the thing I was mostly unprepared for – was the feeling that my heart sprouted legs and is walking around outside my body.
I worry about so much; Worry that she’s not eating enough, or too much.

Worry that she’s not sleeping enough.
Now that she’s mobile – I worry that she’s going to fall and get hurt. The list goes on and on, and on.

But that’s normal right? From what I hear, it doesn’t stop. It doesn’t ever go away. Even when your babies are grown up and married, and have families of their own.

But it’s ok. If this is the trade off, that I get to have a happy, healthy, beautiful daughter – then by all means, bring it on. Sleep though, would be nice, really, really, REALLY nice – I’m just sayin’.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Out of Gas

That's how I feel for the last week.
Hell, who am I kidding - more like the last 6 1/2 months since little miss has made her arrival.

Like I'm literally on E, I'm puttering on and not sure how much farther I'll make it.
I'm in desperate need of a gas station - or in my case a "sleep station".

Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't change it for anything, and I would gladly gave up sleep for the rest of my life if it meant keeping this sweetpea happy.

But mama's wiped out. Like exhausted.

So much so that when she woke up @ 2:00am last night after not going down until 10:30pm (after quite the struggle might I add) - I laid in bed and sobbed.

The h - being the doting dad that he is, got up with her and told me to go to sleep. I couldn't. Instead I got up, rocked her and softly hummed "twinkle, twinkle little star" after my 10th go round she was back asleep, only to arise again @ 4am. You get it right? This is pretty much our nightly routine - only most times she is in bed by 8pm and up anywhere from 11-12pm and again a few more times. Oh and did I mention she's in bed with me?? Yeah. She is. Has a total meltdown when we put her in the crib. But at this point honestly, that's the least of my problems.

These last 8-weeks have been rough and I really am at a loss as to what to do next. I know she CAN sleep through the night! She did it around 8 weeks, and lasted a good 2 months.

But lately - if we've had 3 nights of consecutive sleep that's saying a lot!!Everything I read online suggests this is normal for her age, between teething and growth spurts and babies learning to soothe themselves to sleep, this is pretty much par for the course.

Friends / Family have suggested putting her in her crib and letting her "cry it out". I can't. I've tried. I physically get ill. They say eventually your baby will get tired and eventually fall asleep, thus learning to self soothe and fall asleep on their own. Nope. Not my girl. After a few failed attempts, that lasted over an hour she just cried, no - actually hysterically screamed, not settling down, only getting more and more worked up. While I? Laid on the side of her crib and cried right along with her. I've read online for a select few babies, cry it out DOES not work! Of course I have that baby.

Last weekend I started gradually putting her in her crib for naps, hoping she would get used to it. The first time she slept an hour and a half (woohoo); the second and all subsequent times after - SCREAMS. Ugh.

So my question is, moms - what did you do?
Am I sabotaging Sophia's sleep by having her in bed with us?
By not letting her cry it out?
Is my bedtime too late?

Help. I'm about to break.