Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving was again at my house. This year, it was a small meal. JR and Michelle came down with Austin. Mom and Dad came up and John and Marilyn stopped in. After we were done eating, Goob and Tia came up for pie. Dad had been waiting for the pie since last Saturday when we made all the pumpkin puree up.


After we finished eating, I played a game with Austin and we watched Deck the Halls.


Miss Mia sat with us at the table and got to have peas. Not that exciting of a meal for her, but it was still something!



I am so excited to share this holiday season with Amelia. I hope we start some great family traditions that will last for years and help make her memories all the more special.


Day after Thanksgiving, I didn't hit the stores. Instead, I hit the net - and bought a tv.


We started decorating for Christmas the day after Thanksgiving. It's much harder this year as I have to keep an eye on Amelia while still trying to get everything done! I think I'll be taking the minimalistic approach and only doing some stuff to give us the festive atmosphere instead of going overboard as I would like to do.


Austin and Amelia are so cute together. They're both just fascinated by each other. I hope they continue to enjoy each other's company as they get older!

Yesterday, Jen Hart dropped in for a visit. She got to see Amelia at her best and her worst. Amelia started off with smiles and let Jen hold her. Then, she needed a nap, but refused to lay down, so she just cried. Then, she was good again.

Jen is so much fun to visit with. She makes me laugh!

Tomorrow is the first day of Buck. Steve's mom and sister are watching Amelia. I'm a nervous wreck. Steve's mom can't watch Amelia by herself, and we all know my feelings on his sister. Then, add to the mix that his one uncle, who I don't care for at all - and neither does Steve - will also be there, hunting, with a gun. Yeah, that's got me all nervous. I keep thinking I should call off work so I can keep Amelia here. Then, I think I need to start letting her go at some point because I've only left her with Mom and Steve - and Gram Surrena last week during Yoga. It's just hard for me because, if I don't trust someone why should I put my nina in their arms? I don't care who it is - family, friend or just random people, I need TRUST.

My Buddha Buddy

My Buddy has been with me since 2001. He's been the greatest dog, and is spoiled rotten by all of the customers who stop in at my Dad's garage. My Gram G always makes certain to have treats for him. He grabs peoples gloves and carries them around, the same with shoes. He doesn't chew, them, he just carries them around. He "talks" too. He lets Tia's cats cuddle with him, which is way too cute.

We found out tonight that he has cancer. The vet has given him only a few weeks. Mom is thinking it might be much sooner than a few weeks.

It's hard to think such a good and loving doggie is suffering. He's still in great spirits, so we're gonna spoil him rotten until he gets worse. Then, we'll have to make a very hard decision and say good-bye to one of family members.

Rainy Days and Mondays

It's dreary here tonight. Walking out of work was so depressing. It was already dark, due to the heavy clouds looming overhead.

At home, I tried getting the house in order for Thursday. Steve is upset that we're having Thanksgiving. After 6 years, he should know we're going to have have Turkey Day. I'd rather have it than go anywhere. I can't help it I'm such a homebody. Plus, my depression is really bad right now, so I think that's playing a part.

While I cuddled with Amelia, Steve warmed my dinner - and shattered a depression plate - don't ask. I have no clue why hubby would decide to place an ANTIQUE in the microwave. Then, DH began putting away some of Amelia's items from the family room. AND cracked the pack n play. Let's not even get into the fact that my carpets are half scrubbed, due to the bissell scrubber dying.

I now have a migraine, the house looks worse than it did before I got home from work, and it's raining outside. Not the best of nights. But there were some positives. I got to cuddle with Amelia, Hansy is being a lovey doggie tonight, and my mom cuddled with Amelia while Dad and Steve got the mattresses from my guest room (now nursery) ready to be moved to their house for THEIR guest room (my old room).

At work, I pulled the same name for Secret Santa as I had last year. What are the odds??? Now, I'm trying to figure out my benefits plans for work and just what tier I want for medical, dental and vision, and how much to put in for my flexible spending. Two more days this week! Yeah! And, yoga tomorrow after work. I'm not looking forward to it, but at the same time, I am. Again, it's that entire homebody thing. I just don't wanna leave my house.

Since I'm in SUCH the wah wah mood tonight, I'll just say that I'm having massive guilt issues over the entire BF vs formula thing. My symptoms are coming back, sometimes a lot worse than before, and I know I ned to start on my meds again. I just feel this horrendous guilt for not continuing with the BF for the entire year as I had wanted. I just gotta tell myself that the formula is a small price to pay for not having this horrid migraines that take away hours of my life that I could be enjoying with Amelia.

Now, I think I'm gonna go get a snack . . . something like air popped popcorn, or pumpkin butter on oatmeal bread.

Sunday Evening Ramble

The dryer is running in the background while Miss Mia and I cuddle in our big chair waiting for Daddy to get home. She is grabbing her feet and determining if both will fit in her mouth at the same time. Every-so-often, she turns around and glances at me, smiling when we make eye contact. She amazes me with the new things she learns, seemingly overnight. Sometimes, it feels as though my heart will burst with how much I love her!

Daddy is home now, and Amelia has gone into his arms for some Daddy and Me cuddle time. I know I need to get up and get my pumps so I can express milk and go to bed. But, I'm tired. Can't I just sleep here on my chair? Can't my milk just somehow magically end up in her baabaas?

Tonight, while Amelia sat in her high chair, I made skillet lasagna. She is very enamoured of bottles, and reaches for my water bottle each time I get something to drink. So, I thought I'd see how she reacted by giving her one of the sippy cups we've accumulated. She loved it. Yeah, by the time she was done, she was soaked, but she enjoyed drinking from the sippy cup, holding it without any help from Mommy. I don't think any liquid actually made it into her mouth, but she was so happy and smiley from being able to add yet another accomplishment to her list of firsts!

We're still working on our "first foods". We've done sweet potatoes and pumpkin so far. My mom came up last night and we baked 4 pumpkins and made them into puree - for baby food and for pumpkin pies. I also made some into pumpkin butter. It was the first time I made anything with the pumpkin butter recipe and I'm still not certain if I like it or not.

Well, I work in office tomorrow, so I'm going to get my lazy butt up and get pumping so I can go crawl in bed . . .