Sundays are Hard

I know Catie isn't very old yet but it's frustrating how one day can throw off the whole routine. We're really careful about making sure that Catie eats, plays until she's tired and then sleeps and we repeat the sequence every three hours.

Sundays pose a problem. She gets held for 3 hours straight and then yesterday we went straight to Magrath where she continued to be held. She doesn't sleep soundly and doesn't get the right awake time, she also snack eats at random times. The end result is that when we're home and ready for bed she's sure she needs to be held or fed to sleep which we're strongly against. And then when we give in and rock her to sleep she sleeps for 10 minutes, wakes up and realizes she's alone and doesn't like it.

It makes for an awful, frustrating evening.
Sundays are hard.
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Discovering

It seems that every day brings something new for Catie. Today she seems to have figured out that there's a tongue in her mouth and she's trying to figure out what it's good for. Yesterday her fist found her mouth and when she's hungry she sucks on it, it's really cute.

She also made the greatest cooing noises at me the other day, I love being there for all of her discoveries.

What a journey this motherhood thing is...
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Bear Bum

The fashion show continues... This set also comes with a pink onsie that says Daddy Loves Me with brown trim. Very cute with the polka dot pants.


The back is the cutest part.

This photo is just a bonus to show how cute and curly her hair is. I think she looks a little goofy here in such a cute way.
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It's a Fashion Show

This weekend my Mother and Sister-in-Law threw Catie a baby shower and we had a great time. It was fun to see friends I hadn't seen in a while and she was given some really cute clothes. She's going to be the best dressed girl around, over the next little while I thought I'd show off just how cute she is with some photos.

Here's the first, cute pink stripy pants with a adorable shirt. Underneath the elephant it says ... Off to Play Hopscotch. The bow adds the perfect final touch.

This last photo doesn't show her cute outfit at all but how can you resist that perfect girl?

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Turkey?

Different families bring different traditions so this year at Granny and Grandpa's I had the strangest Thanksgiving dinner I've ever eaten.

Asian (Ichiban) salad, green beans, asparagus, broccoli, funeral potatoes and ham. I could have had the traditional turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy and stuffing but the other stuff looked so exciting. I was pleased with my choice at the time but now I'm seriously craving some turkey and potatoes.


This year I'm feeling especially thankful for our little Catie Mae and for the amazing family we're surrounded by. Thankful for all the time we can spend playing games together and the baby free shopping trip the girls took this weekend. Thankful for Brad and how willingly he gets up with Catie on the weekend to let me sleep. Grateful for Lethbridge and our lovely home (minus the construction in the basement) and all the friends we've reconnected with down here.

Looking forward to what the near future holds and can't wait to spend more time with family and friends.
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Wrong Side of the Bed

So I have this baby, and she's beautiful and lovely and sleeps like a dream.

Until the jerks downstairs start sawing, hammering, pounding, stomping down the stairs and talking loudly.

I'm not impressed.
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Pressure

I was looking back at photos from when Catie was first born and it brought back one labour point that I'd forgotten already.

A random fact about me... I HATE having my blood pressure taken. I can't tell you how much I hate it. I have to really concentrate on breathing normally and not holding my breath during the test so it's a semi accurate reading. I hate the feeling of my arm being squeezed to death and the tingling that comes in your fingers. It was bad enough that it was tested every time I went to see the doctor but once I was in labour they had an automatic one that not only stayed on my arm at all times but tested every 15 minutes and it had an extra tight squeeze. You can see that awful arm cuff in the photo.

I complained loudly every time that stupid machine started.
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Noodle Soup

The other day as an attempt at some sort of normal dinner (I haven't really been cooking so much since Catie came) I whipped up some chicken noodle soup and biscuits. This is normally a meal that Brad and I really enjoy but something about this batch was off and I couldn't put my finger on it. It took me two days to realize that I'd forgotten to put in the chicken! Our noodle soup was very boring and I think the lack of sleep is affecting my brain :)
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An Update

A feeding decision was finally made and not necessarily made by me.

Thrush killed any breastfeeding attempts and Catie got too used to the bottle. Breastfeeding is done. I'll pump for a while to give her those benefits but it won't be long before she's solely formula fed. It's a disappointment but she didn't leave us much choice.
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Firsts

Don't be fooled by how cute and innocent she looks, this picture was taken just after her first blowout. Poop all over Daddy and it definitely required a bath.

Yay for firsts?
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