Misc. Update

Just a quick update. My back is much better. I went to my chiropractor, and he straightened it right up. Unfortunately, I had an adverse reaction to the prednisone I was taking. I got terrible inflammation in my hands and feet. My feet are still sore, but getting better. We are leaving first thing in the morning for Las Vegas. Liv is going to stay with her Granny and Papaw (my parents). I suspect she will be spoiled rotten and they will be exhausted by the time we return. Anyway, you won't hear from us until next week. I sure am going to miss this kid.

Mini-Packer on the go...

Grammy Mary gave Liv this adorable little Greenbay Packer windsuit way back in September. And just as it is getting too warm to wear it, it finally fits her. Figures. Anyway, here is my cute little Brett Favre fan:

Remember how I told you she likes to hang out under the coffee table? Well, now she enjoys going through the coffee table. Not a problem until she reaches the other side and face plants into the carpet. She doesn't seem to mind--thinks it is funny even. I am afraid we are in for it in a couple of months when this kid starts walking.

All Dressed Up x 3

Mission: Get Liv's picture taken in pretty new Easter dress.

Goal: Spend less than $100. (Decide to give Wal-Mart Portrait Studio a try.)

Attempt #1: Get Liv dressed, curl her hair, put her in car seat screaming because dress is itchy. Go to Wal-Mart at 3:00 p.m. Saturday without an appointment. Leave Wal-Mart at 3:05 p.m. because there is a 3-hour wait. (Make appointment for 6:30 p.m.) Put Liv in car seat screaming because dress is itchy. Get home, undress Liv.

Attempt #2: Get Liv dressed again, put her in car seat screaming because dress is itchy. Go to Wal-Mart for 6:30 p.m. appointment. Wait 1 hour. When it is our turn, learn that it is Wal-Mart's policy to not allow kids to stand on table to have picture made. Yell. Leave in a huff because what is purpose of a pretty dress if you can't see the whole thing. Take dress off before putting Liv in car seat so as not to hear her scream all the way home.

Attempt #3: Get up Sunday morning. Call JC Penny Portrait Studios for appointment. Get 1:40 p.m. appointment. Dress Liv in comfortable clothes, curl her hair, pack up dress and shoes. Go to mall, wait less than 30 minutes, get Liv dressed. Get adorable pictures made of adorable girl in adorable Easter dress. Change back into comfortable clothes and have a few more pictures taken. Spend 45 minutes deciding which ones to order and how many. Spend $60 and leave completely satisfied.

Moral: Wal-Mart sucks.

Here are a couple of photos that I snapped of Liv in her dress. Doesn't she look like a princess?

And here are a couple of her in her "other" outfit.

I'm coming to get you...and you can't escape me anymore.

And the angels sing!

This is what I call progress. Sleeping around our house has become more common these days. We finally got Liv out of our bed about a month ago. She was sleeping in the pack 'n play in our room, but we figured baby steps were the way to go. She seems to sleep a lot better and longer in her own space. (As do I.) So this weekend we moved the pack 'n play into her room, and she has been sleeping there ever since. Last night she slept from 9:00 p.m. to 8:00 a.m. It is wonderful to be able to talk at a normal voice level in our own room and to actually get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom with having to sneak into the guest bath so as not to wake her up. The last two mornings I have found her awake in her room playing, but not fussing. The next step in getting her into her crib. We would have done it by now, but we have to lower the mattress first.

Now if we could just get the dogs out of the bed, life would be perfect.

What do you mean it's "baby proof?"

Thank God for Grandmas, Grandpas, and Pain Killers

Seems I somehow managed to get a herniated disk in my lower back, which is pressing on my sciatic nerve causing me tremendous pain in my hips, legs, and feet. How in the world did you do that, you might ask. Well, I suppose it comes from me being horribly out of shape and thinking I could go to the driving range with Sean Thursday afternoon. That's right people, I slipped a disk swinging a golf club...wanna make something of it? Yeah, I know it is pathetic. I started hurting Thursday night wasn't able to sleep very well. I went to work on Friday, but left at 1:00 because I was so uncomfortable. By Friday night was in A LOT of pain...I am talking childbirth level of pain. I could hardly walk and no position, sitting or lying, was comfortable. The only thing that gave me some level of comfort was a hot bath--I took 4.

Luckily, my parents were in town because my sister's car had broken down so my dad came to fix it. Granny was able to help us out with Liv Friday night. I was just minutes from making Sean take me to the emergency room a couple of times, but I knew that the $500 deductible would screw up our trip to Vegas at the end of the month. I slept 30 minutes the entire night, and went to the urgent care clinic at as soon as it opened at 8:00 a.m. They gave me lots of pain killers and steroids for the inflammation. If it is not better soon, I have to go in for an MRI. My parents generously agreed to stay Saturday night to help with Liv, and we are so thankful for that. Granny taught her to patty cake. If you put these two photos together, you can see the clap.











The pain meds are definitely working. I can walk now without a lot of pain...I was even able to make a quick trip to Babies 'R Us today. Speaking of BRU. Liv was just too tuckered out to enjoy the trip. Here she is asleep in the shopping cart.

Toys?

I learned a little lesson from Mama Duck and Lucky. When all other toys fail, feminine products provide lots of entertainment. (What can I say, I needed to keep her out of the trash can long enough to put on my makeup.) It worked.

Just a little lap dog.

You are the Sunshine of My Life

The Mad Scientist

What is wrong with this kid's hair? I cannot do anything with it except pull it up in a ponytail or clip it to her head with a barrette. I have tried blow drying it. I have try putting a bobby pin in it while it dries. Doesn't matter. Once it is dry, it falls forward, right into her face. Her daddy calls her the Mad Scientist.

Miss Independent

Liv is definitely on the move these days. In fact, we can't keep her still. Her two favorite places to be are the dvd player and under the coffee table. Seriously, I think she would play under the coffee table all day if we would let her. She has gotten stuck a couple of times, bumped her head many times...and just keeps coming back for more.

Our little hippy

Check her out in her little hippy outfit. Pretty cute for Sam's, huh?

Do you see what I see?

(Mama sees dirty windows.)

While the cat's away. . .

I had to go out of town last week for work. Since my travels would take me to East Texas, I dropped Liv off at my parents on Wednesday afternoon. She had a wonderful time hanging out with Granny, Papaw, and Aunt Meg. Sean had a great time without his girls at home. He played golf everyday and actually won a golf tournament on Saturday. He claims that is what happens when he can practice uninterrupted. Hmph.

Here are a couple of photos of Liv's visit: