Monthly Archives: June 2009


her futures so bright, shes gotta wear shades…

the beloved bumbo.

happy fathers day

hello, ladybug.

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Month 4

happy four months, lillienne.

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bouncy bounby bouncy bouncy bouncy bouncy bouncy bouncy….etc.

Sorry the video is sideways. I cant figure out how to fix it and I always forget to film right side up. Anyhow, a short clip of Lillienne in the jolly jumper. I believe this was taken the first night we brought it home. Since then, she has gotten rug burn blisters on her big toe and baby toe in her right foot. Also, she can bounce alot higher now. Action shots to follow at another date!

see the blisters on the bottom of the big toe and side of the pinky? aww.

And yes, I painted her toenails. First Pecicure. The past 24 hours have been big for my little girl. First TOOTH discovered, poking through the surface…First Rollover from back to front while Cara was over visiting and having lunch. All of this just a couple days shy of 4 months. What’s next? First Beer and First Metallica concert?

bouncing in socks and shoes….no more blisters


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birds of a feather

My childhood best friend was a great little kid named Jen. Friendly, funny, with freckles and a great grin, she adopted me when I moved to a tiny town and started life there. We instantly became inseparable. We spent so much time at one anothers house. We would take trips together, have sleepovers, go everywhere together. Her family became mine, and mine hers. Her mother even called the school to demand we be put in the same eighth grade class when we found out we werent.
Time goes by. When high school started, there was so many new people and new things going on that we had to make room for everyone else. There were new friends and boyfriends and different circles and new classes and our parents couldnt keep us together anymore. We were growing up, moving on, moving up, passing eachother in the hallways, and eventually, she moved to the city.
We lost touch briefly. She travelled, I stayed at home, she sent letters and we swapped birthday cards here and there. We got back in touch and she would visit when she came home.
Jen moved back almost two years ago, and it has been GREAT to have her back here. And our daughters are five days apart, and NO,we didnt plan it as so many people have asked.
I remember saying “Maybe I will be late and your will be early, and they will be born close together!” Indeed, this is what happened.
Our little girls. Tiny beings, not us, but from us. Like us. Jen’s little daughter Sophia, already the ultimate girly girl. Beautiful, feminine, delicate and maybe a bit meek. Lillienne, The bull in the china shop, the rowdy circus clown, the “Look at me Look at me” kid. We took them to a splash park yesterday, and Lillienne was thrilled to sit down right in the cold water, watching the light and shadows and water play over her legs and feet while Sophia watched on, happy to just have her toes dipped in the coldness, her big blue eyes never leaving Jen.
It still give me a little jolt when I see them together. These are our babies, our little girls, and who would have thought, I never would have guessed.
Hopefully, they will grow up together. I hope they will become close, they become friends, and that they keep in touch.


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Hello, it’s me again.

Almost two weeks since my last blog post! Summer is fast approaching (is it here?…) and there is always so much to do, and the past few days have been busy for us. Family, friends, always someone to visit, someone coming to visit us. It has been beautiful lately and I hate hate hate sitting in the house in the summer. That’s what winter is for!
My Mom is moving back to the city!!! Very exciting. It will be GREAT to have her here for Lillienne and ofcourse for everyone else as well. Can you say Designated Babysitter? Although I am sure my sister will not give up that title easily.
Fathers Day this weekend. Dustin’s first Fathers Day! I want to make this the most special, most memorable Fathers Day for him. See how I even keep capitalizing Fathers Day? It MUST be very important for him. He gave me a great Mothers Day. I have a few ideas in mind but I am always open to more ideas, people! What are you doing for Fathers Day?
Another very important date is coming up. Lillienne will be 4 months in 3 days. FOUR MONTHS. I had a baby four months ago? I did? I did. She is thriving. Growing SO fast. She loves her Sophia the giraffe chew toy and is reaching for anything and everything she wants in sight. Soother. Bottle. Toys. She’s sitting up in her little bumbo chair and she can hang out on her tummy now without a freakout session. She has ants in her pants, she won’t sit still, she is go go go and so ofcourse, I thought she might be a jolly jumper baby.
THIS CHILD WAS BORN UNTO THIS WORLD FOR THE JOLLY JUMPER, and the JOLLY JUMPER alone. She loves it! The first night we got it she bounced so long she fell asleep in it. She will bounce for over an hour straight.

sleeping and bouncing….

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About this site

This site was created in the spring of 2008. It was unofficially created to chronicle pregnancy, giving up tequila shots, giving birth, and living life with our daughter. I write about everything and nothing in particular, post alot of pictures, occasionally (usually) rant about things that piss me off (OMG somebody give that Duggar lady an IUD already) and try not to embarrass my significant other too often. I tend to write about my personal life as well so if vaginas, babies, nasty explosive shit diapers and things of the like make you uncomfortable, feel free to get lost!

I’m 26, a mother to our beautiful baby daughter, and baby mama & girlfriend extraordinaire to Dustin, my baby daddy. No, we’re not married, and yes, we’re going to burn in hell for ETERNITY procreating spawn without the sanctity of marriage. I have my own photography business, and I love my job.

me, Lilli, & a lawn mower handle growing out of my head.

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Busting Out this weekend….

For the most part of my younger years, I grew up in a town where everybody knew what you ate for lunch, what color your bedroom walls were and EVERYTHING else about you. Gossip ran thick, friendships were torn apart and rebuilt in nanoseconds, your best friend dated your boyfriend and then you dated him again. I completed elementary school in this town and would have finished high school out there as wel has my head been screwed on properly and had I made different choices. Alas, that is another topic to write about at a later date.
Anyhow, every summer, there is a festival, for the kids, for the teens, for the adults. There is sunshine, booze, hotdogs, rides, late nights and early mornings. I had always gone to these things. I always had fun. I schmoozed with everyone. Laughed, ran around, got into trouble, danced, drank, smoked, and probably barfed one or two times as well. As I grew up, I decided that small town living was not for me. Actually, I decided that THAT small town was not for me. Nobody changed out there. Nobody seemed to grow up. The same people that used to party till 5 am when they were 18 were STILL doing it. Everybody was exactly the same and I was NOT the same person they thought I was. So, I ditched out. I left.
No, I have not stepped foot in that town since I left. I have had ZERO desire to run into people I ran from. I did not want to be like the people I used to hang out with. Drugheads, alcoholics, sluts, etc. Yes, I am labeling. Yes, they need labels.
This year, however, I AM GOING. I am going to go and have a ball. I am going to be nice, I am going to chat, and I am going to forgive these people who fucked with my head and my heart and my life. I am going to reminisce about the good times and ignore the bad times. I am going to dance my little heart out and have a sleepover at my friends’ parents house. I am going to smile, I am going to pretend I am 16 again with a 25 year olds brain.
Dustin wants me to go. I have not been away from my daughter for more than 2 hours, and he said “GO. You HAVE to get out. We’ll be fine. You NEED this. You and your girls have to go out.” Fine. I’ll go. I might even have a good time……


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