Baby Sicknesses

With babies, not all is peachy one-hundred percent of the time.

This may seem obvious but I think that even us parents forget it sometimes. You may go hours, days, or even weeks without your little one having any problems, but then that one extra hard day or that super rough night hits and you remember really quickly.

Emmy is suddenly sick. It’s not life-threatening or anything, but I guess we don’t really know what it is as the doctor that Kayleigh took her to yesterday didn’t test her for anything or give her anything to help her get better. I guess it’s better than them just writing her a prescription after barely looking at her, but they could have at least tested her for the flu or something, right?

You see, two nights ago, not long after we put Emerson down, Kayleigh and I were passing Emmy’s bedroom door when we began to hear strange noises… it almost sounded like… vomiting. I’ll bet that you’re clever enough to figure out what was going on. We rushed into the room and found our tiny baby holding herself up with her tiny arms over a puddle of puke and attempting to catch her breath.

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Time Needs to Slow

Everybody, guess what? On the 16th, Emmy turned one-and-a-half, and you know what? I didn’t even manage a post to commemorate it! This past week has been fairly busy and hectic although not much new has happened besides Emmy’s Meme and Papa Steve going out of town for a few days.

This past weekend, Colleen and Steve had Kayleigh’s cousin, Tiff’s, wedding reception back in good old Portland. Yes, Portland. So we were there for roughly two years and we barely had visitors, but now that we’re gone, people can finally make it out to the PNW for a visit ._.

Anyways, about last Wednesday… considering I can’t really remember anything too big going on means it must not have been too significant. I do remember telling Emmy that she was old and that she needed to slow down, though, so there must have been something going on that day. Oh well.

I just wanted to let you all know about how fast this little girl is growing up because a lot of you have been following her little journey for a few months now on the blog and it’s all just going so fast. When I began this blog in January, the little girl was only 1 year, 1.5-months-old. Crazy isn’t it? She’s literally changing from a baby to a little girl right before my very eyes and I’m about ready to beg whatever Gods that I need to to get her to slow down a bit!

She’s going to be two before we know it and time is just going to continue to move, continue to fly by and just as we watched our tiny baby turn into a little girl, before we know it our little girl is going to be a real-life child and then a bigger child, teenager, then adult, and then… I’m getting way ahead of myself.

She’s growing too fast is all I really wanted to say. I also wanted to say thank you to everyone who continues to look at and read the blog; you are all very appreciated, I promise.

Happy belated half-birthday, Emmy. I love you so much!

I Swear I Haven’t Forgotten…

I swear I haven’t forgotten about the blog…

I know, I suck, and I have no real excuses except for a weekend long, Friday through Monday, Bachelorette party (that’s what Vegas is for, right?!), but otherwise it’s purely my memory’s fault here.

Anyway, I’ve been wanting to post about this for months now, so here it is…

Joshua and I have been together for six years. Count ’em. Six… We’ve had twelve birthdays between us, six Christmases, six New Years, six summers, six winters, and six anniversaries.

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How to Tame a Wild Baby?

No, I’m not informing today, I’m asking! How in the heck am I supposed to tame my crazy baby, people?

I see all of these perfect, model-citizen babies when I go out with Emmy. These babies are all sitting straight up in their carts or walking nicely alongside their parents and then there’s Emmy, slipping past the restraint, standing, and turning around in the cart to grab bananas or something and when let free on the ground, terrorizing like a tiny, ADHD-riddled dinosaur.

Lately, we’ve been having a few problems with keeping her civil when she’s on furniture and, while it’s not a huge deal, we’d like to know how to change the behavior! I’m just scared that she’s going to crack her skull one of these days by standing and/or bouncing on the couch. I can just see it happening now!

Now, Emmy is basically a saint of a baby, but she does have her problems, as every baby does. Her craziness and her hyperactivity isn’t even her fault—it’s inbuilt and pre-programmed in her and probably comes from me, so I can’t be upset with her when she is a bit whacky and active. We just get worried about her safety sometimes, as any rational parent would be!

Emmy has busted herself up, hit her head, split her lips, tripped, and all sorts of things since the time she could crawl and does so every day. She’s not clumsy or anything; she’s like normal, baby clumsy and she’s so darn cute to watch, but it also makes your heart race. She moves a million miles an hour, is up and down on the couches, trying to climb on her high-chair, is in and out of the cupboards, trying to charge for the stairs, climbing on our bed, running, running, running! Ahhh, we need all the coffee to keep up!

So I’m just wondering, how in the world do you tame a crazy baby? Is there any way to calm her down a bit? We try (mainly Kayleigh as I’m at work or school quite often) to refocus her energies and keep her busy but she can be a little defiant at times, as all youngins can be.

Better Late Than Never

Things have been pretty busy lately. Can you tell?

My final essay was due on Monday and my final speech was due today; Kayleigh had a bachelorette party to attend to this past weekend as she’s the maid-of-honor for this wedding! They partied and pooled it and did what people do when they come to Vegas and I had my time with Emmy!

The weekend went great; Emmy and I did all sorts of things, from the park to the library, to playing outside and eatin’. We had a good old time. She was so much fun and I’m glad that I got to spend so much time with her. She’s my favorite tiny-person ever. And Kayleigh got to have her much-needed time away and that makes me happy as well.

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While Emerson and I definitely missed the comfort and the presence of mom, it was nice to get some father/daughter time together. I do miss the days where I used to watch her when she was tiny—the three days a week I’d take her and have to figure out my life around a baby and it was probably the most rewarding thing I’ve done yet. So it was nice to reconnect with our past, although now she’s much bigger, stronger, and gets into more.

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I’m coming into my last few weeks of this semester and then it’s summer and we should all be able to spend a little more time together, at least for a while. Then come summer classes! Nice.

It’s been nice writing to you again. Check back for more on Saturday! Maybe I’ll write a blog about why we censor Emerson… maybe. Or maybe Kayleigh will tackle that one next Monday; we’ll see!

 

Things Dad Books Don’t Prepare You For

I tried out reading a bunch of dad books before Emmy was born and I tell you what, while they were pretty entertaining, there have just been some things to happen that those books didn’t prepare me for.

I’m going to give you guys a short list of the various things that reading those books written by dads about dad-ing doesn’t prepare you for. Come to think of it there are more than just a few… but we must start small. Here we go.

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First off, the emotions that I felt the day Emmy was born and the emotions that I feel every day, whether it be pride, happiness, or just total love for the tiny baby, were briefly glanced over in some of the dad books. But the love that you actually feel when you meet your baby for the first time or the feeling you get when your kid is doing things and learning things for the first time weren’t really talked much about in those books. I think it’s because some of these things are indescribable and I couldn’t even put those experiences into words. Meeting Emmy was like a grenade filled with love and attachment went off literally inside my entire body. That’s a weak attempt at explanation. Watching Emmy learn is like watching something you’ve put a lot of work into really pay off, over and over.

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Nine Hours

This past weekend, Saturday, was the first day Joshua and I have both been away from Emerson at the same time for more than a couple of hours.

We spent the bulk of the day alone, together, for the first time since Emmy graced us with her presence in November of 2016.

Joshua and I went on a six-hour hike in the middle of a canyon, down by the Hoover Dam.

It’s supposedly a hike just for locals – the hidden gem of Las Vegas. Now I’m not so sure how true this is, but for the sake of respect, I’ll keep the location disclosed.

We started out leaving the house at 9am, which in our world is 10am. That’s pretty on time for us. We left Emerson with Meme and Steve prepared for the day with lots of fun to be had at the park and playing games with two of her favorite people.

This being the first time we’ve spent the entire day away, I was feeling the heartache almost instantly – but thankfully I know my mama’s a pretty trustworthy woman so the ache subsided throughout the day.

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