Monthly Archives: May 2009

wonderful wednesday

Reasons why today is a wonderful day!!

1. Lillienne slept through the night!! From 10.30pm until 7am. HALLELUJAH! Or however it’s spelled.

2. Jen came over with her baby daughter, Sophia. Lillienne and Sophia are 5 days apart and TOO CUTE together.

3.The new apartment rocks and I’m almost done unpacking.

4. I love Dustin and Dustin loves me. We have the cutest tiny baby.


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Just for shits and giggles.

Is there anything more enchanting than Lillienne’s giggles? Absolutely not. I wish I could bottle her giggles and carry them around with me, gently opening the lid just a smidge whenever I am sad, lonely, angry, etc, letting a teeny bit of magic seep out into the air I breathe, like fairy dust or pink glitter.
Giggling. Something new she is doing, something else to fall in love with. Dustin and I will make complete idiots out of ourseleves for just a HINT of a giggle. Then when we least expect it, she lets one go. It’s like a firefly, a lightening striking, a firework. Blink, and you’ll miss it. How could you be distracted from something so beautifully captivating, though?
Also, Life brand diapers by Shoppers drug mart? Don’t bother. Hence the title of this blog post.


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moving on up, to the south west side

When we first moved into our apartment building in October, we were dissapointed we couldnt get a corner suite. They have a wraparound balcony, twice the windows, and were a bit bigger. Recently there was a suite being renovated that was a corner, so we jumped on it. We would move in in two months, when renovations were complete. 21st floor, woohoo.
Two months. I had two months notice. You would think I would take advantage of all this beautiful time, right? I should be prepared, correct?
Holy fucking shit balls. Try packing up three peoples junk that you have crammed into a two bedroom apartment in three days. There are boxes everywhere. EVERYWHERE. It’s like a little maze, and whoever makes it to the kitchen without getting lost wins a piece of cheese. I cannot live like this. Thank god we move everything tomorrow. I want to be organized and have everything ready to go, yet I cannot pack everything because I have a BABY who might need this or this or this or this or this or this, and it’s buried in that box behind those nine boxes underneath that couch next to the piano on the balcony beside those twenty five cartons. Seriously.
Dustin and I are notorious movers. I am pretty sure our parents think we are running from somebody. Since we have been together we will have moved 6 times. In 3 years. A couple of real sly gypsies, we are.
Have a great weekend, everybody.


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month three

Reasons why today is a wonderful day:

1. I am almost done packing, we’re moving two floors up!
2. I am organizing and tossing alot of things today. Love it.
3. Strong coffee.
4. My darling daughter is the cutest.
5. My unbelievable sunburn has finally calmed itself.

Yesterday, the 19th, marked the 3 month point in Lillienne’s life. I am going to repeat this over and over, every month, every week, everyday. I heard it so much in the past with everyone else who has children, but never paid as much attention to the fact as I do now. TIME GOES fucking fast. I had a baby three months ago. My baby is three months old. What?
Lillienne is officially out of the newborn stage and is now an infant. There are clothes in her closet that I think “No way, those are huge! That will NEVER fit her.” And you know what? THEY FIT. How can this be? Why?! No. Not allowed. She is growing at a ridiculous pace and my poor heart cannot take it. What happened to the tiny baby who used to wear onesies the size of a washcloth? Gone. Long gone. See ya. Good bye, newborn. Hello there, little girl.


*caution- your heart may melt.

Her hands have become wild, untamed, flailing objects as she has grasped onto the concept that they are hers, she can move them, and she will whack you. Probably not on purpose of course(but who can be sure!), but she will pull your hair. Your bunny hug strings. Your earrings, necklace or dangly nose ring, should you have one. Her hands and fingers are constantly conducting a silent orchestra, painting on an invisible canvas, speaking a new, foreign sign language. She is finding her feet, stretching them up like a ballerina, toes pointed, chubby legs high in the air. She is wriggling every which way, and it is not unusual to find her sideways in her swing, or have done a 180 on the floor when you turn your back for 5 seconds. She has yet to roll over, but she is on her way there. I figure in a couple weeks she will be steamrolling me in bed.


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