Supposed to be Packing

We are supposed to be packing for a trip to Grandma and Grandpa's house in Colorado. I've never been good at packing ahead, and I'm definitely not a "compact packer". And now I have to pack for two!

The second one comes a lot of STUFF (baby monitor, white noise machine, medicine, toys... the list never ends!). We are really looking forward to the trip, but the packing is going to take me all day. Especially since it suddenly seems imperative for me to post to our blog. :)

A friend of ours, Kelly, from Texas, recently sent us a really cute numbers book for Julianna, and since we don't have very many books yet, we were really excited to receive this one! As a thank you, we emailed her a video of Julianna enjoying her new book. And I thought it was just so cute, that I should share it with all of you as well.

Now... back to packing.

Post Swaddle


Breaking the Swaddle

I think laying her down those first few times without the swaddle was probably harder on me than it was on her. Would she still be comfortable? Would she be cold? Would she be able to stay asleep without that security blanket? But the transition didn't seem to bother her much. A quiet, dark room, Mommy patting her back, the addition of a new white noise machine and she settled right down, laying her head on my shoulder and wrapping her tiny little arm around my neck. A smooth transition from my arms to her bed required a little more planning since she was no longer wrapped like a mummy, but after a few days, she relaxed enough to hardly wake as I laid her down.

Now, just before I walk out of her room, I'm able to admire her tiny little body which used to be hidden beneath a blanket. Perfect little hands and feet, tiny fingers and toes, relaxed and peaceful as she exits this world and enters dreamland. My baby is growing up. Not yet a kid, but no longer an infant.


Happy 1/2 Birthday

March 1st, 2010
Dear Julianna,

It seems you are growing up so fast, and yet, you are only 6 months old. Because I'm a new mommy, everything mommy-related is now of interest to me. I like to read mommy blogs, chat with other mommies, see what moms are doing to capture every moment of their child's life. And in doing this, I find myself very often wondering, did I already let some of those precious fleeting moments pass me by without properly documenting them? Did I get those tiny little fingers and toes when they were itsy bitsy and oh so new, before they could hold on to things or reach out with intention? Did I video record your first noises and capture the pride on your face when you realized you were the one making those sounds? Did I take a picture of the look in your daddy's eyes when he came home after work those first few weeks and couldn't bare to put you down long enough to eat his dinner? Did I record the love that your grandparents' showered on you when they met you for the very first time? Did I write down all your measurements and save your hospital bracelets and tiny little knit hat? Have I done more (or less) than every other adoring mom who recently experienced this miracle called new life?

Capturing every day life has always been a favorite hobby of mine, from working on the yearbook staff in high school and college to taking pictures, journaling and scrapbooking. I guess it's my sentimental side. My deep, yet simple side. The one that recognizes that the best parts of life are celebrating human relationships and experiences, the fleeting moments; good morning smiles, chubby baby cheeks, kiss sandwiches, lazy, snuggle days, listening to the rain, admiring a full rainbow of colors, big bear hugs... Having you has ignited a new drive in me to recognize and appreciate these precious moments as often as I can. You, little bity baby, show us how vulnerable our big, adult hearts really are.

I love you little munchkin, I hope everything I do reinforces that.
(If you received this post in an email, you will have to go to the actual blog to see the video:
thegeorgesinseattle.blogspot.com )