Tubby Time

Bath time with Miz Aise is a much more rare occasion than it was with Miss Mia.  The poor little gal's eczema is just too bad to bathe her daily. 

So, we just make certain to have as much fun as possible with tubby time!  Miss Mia helps me by getting her sister's towel and washcloth while I fill Miz Aise's tub with warm water.

Sometimes, the Hubby will help by stripping Miz Aise to her birthday suit . . . but tonight, he was out playing the snow we're receiving from yet another stinking snowstorm (I hate winter, by the way).  So, I got Miz Aise undressed. 

When we got to the tub, she started kicking her feet and her eyes were focused on the tub.  Someone is starting to like er bath time!  She was just all coos and smiles in her tub. 

Her sister helps entertain her by moving some tubby toys before her eyes while I get her all clean - I LOVE the Johnson's Apple bath.

We play a few minutes before I whisk her from the tub, towel her off, get tons of lotion on her and the get her all snugly in one of her fleece sleep sacks. 

Then - it's time for Miss Mia's Tubby Time.  Miz Aise sits in her bouncer chair and watches while Miss Mia using her Tub Crayons to draw on the wall . . . Miss Mia would live in that tub if I gave her that option.

Just a nice way to spend an evening . . . kinda like an unappreciated moment of zen for Mommy and Her Two Girls.

By the way - we used some of my leave in conditioner on Miss Mia's hair because she's been asking and I promised her at the next bath . . . what beautiful curls!  I'll have to try it again a little earlier in the evening next time - and snap a picture of those curls!

Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday Goobie!

Packages!

I love when I receive packages in the mail!  This one had me wanting to bake instantly!  We'll have to see if I can fit in some baking once I start back to work . . .

WOOTS on Wednesday!

This week . . . well, I'm feeling kinda sad.  This is my last day of Baby Leave.  *SIGH*.

How am I going to handle not being able to snuggle my babies when I feel like it????

BIG SIGH.

So, I need to look extra hard to find some WOOTS.

* How about having a company that actually pays at least some of my baby leave!

* Cuddles with both My Two Girls.

* Miss Mia's talking - it's amazing how complex her sentences are at this point.  I sometimes forget that the conversation I'm having is with my 2 1/2 year old!

* My parents and Miss Picky made it safely home from their short trip to visit family in Michigan.

* Miz Aise's giggles.  They are beyond cute.  And they are happening more and more frequently, to include during the night!  It is so fun to wake up to giggles!

She's Not My First Born!

I remember bringing Miss Mia home from the hospital and following every piece of advice to the "T".  I worried about how to carry her, feed her, diaper her and dress her.  Speaking of dressing her, I think she went through 10 wardrobe changes a day.  She drooled?  Change her.  We're moving from the living room to the family room?  Change her.  We need to wear the 1000 newborn outfits we received as gifts?  CHANGE HER!

Now, I have Miz Aise and I have to laugh.  You can so tell she's not my first born.  The main reason - this gal really hasn't worn any of the fussy, cutesy, unbelievably uncomfortable outfits I would thrust Miss Mia in.  Nah, Miz Aise is more the footie and sleep sack type gal.

Miz Aise spits up on me . . . so be it. I almost wear the spit up with pride.  And, I don't bother changing her because I know there is going to be more.  As long as she's not soaking wet, let's give her a little time and change her with the next diapey change.

She's focused on the tv?  Okay.  That means she can see (and I'll admit it, I'm kinda glad when she focuses on the tv, giving me a little breather!!!!)  I was horrified when Miss Mia would focus on the tv.  I instantly felt like the world's most horrible Mom and would try to distract her - even if she was a 3 month old and just excited by the movement and color.

She IS sleeping "all night".  I was tricked into saying that Miss Mia didn't sleep all night.  It wasn't until later that I found out "all night" is defined by the experts as one 5 hour stretch.  Yes, Miz Aise is sleeping a 5 hour stretch.

I know there will be many more of these instances as we go along.  No, I'm not going to be totally relaxed . . . Miz Aise will not be given a basket of chocolate for her first Easter, I will again make my own baby food and I may be even more diligent with her food consumption (just because I see Miss Mia is already trying to feed her grown up food). 

And - what really shows that she is not my first born . . . all of that advice that I'm still getting . . . yah, go ahead and give it to me if you really feel the need.  But, guess what - I'm probably not going to follow it.  And those horror stories you feel it's necessary to share?  Go ahead and share 'em.  I have my own.  Just don't get upset when I share some of mine with you in return!