Friday, October 14, 2011

Thursday, October 13, 2011

One Busy Boy

This is one busy little boy right here. He's always on the go, always getting into something, always smiling. Could I be any luckier? I'm pretty sure the answer is no...



Monday, October 10, 2011

What in the world?

I have a lot of things to say about this. Well, in theory, I do. However, after reading this article, I find myself completely astounded and almost unable to form a complete thought. But let me just start with this...
Who was this woman's doctor?
What was she thinking?
And does running a marathon bring on labor?
Look at that poor baby... She looks entirely too pink and pissy to be happy about the events leading up to her birth.
Rather than try to explain to you, I just copied and pasted the article, compliments of Yahoo!Sports. And let me just tell you this. If I ever try to run a marathon 39 weeks pregnant, somebody had better try to discourage me.


Woman gives birth hours after completing Chicago Marathon

By Maggie Hendricks


A woman from suburban Chicago participated in the Bank of America Chicago Marathon on Sunday, grabbed some late lunch, then went to the hospital and gave birth to her daughter. Yes, that makes your lazy Sunday 10 times lazier in comparison.

The Chicago Tribune reports that Amber Miller, who was nearly 39 weeks pregnant, got the OK from her doctor to run half of the 26.2-mile event that winds through the neighborhoods of Chicago. With her husband at her side, she ran the first half and then walked the second half, finishing the marathon with a time of 6:25.

Miller said that she did experience contractions near the end of the run, but still was able to cross the finish line. Marathon officials were supportive, and no one discouraged her from running.

"Nobody tried to do that," she said. "It wasn't too bad, you know? I have been running all the way up until this point anyway so I'm kind of used to it."

June was born at 10:29 p.m., and weighs 7 pounds, 13 ounces.

Applesauce

Just today I decided to let Milo try to give himself a bite of applesauce... There may be no turning back at this point. He apparently loves a challenge, and he caught on really quickly (I'm not surprised, because he's been feeding himself little puffs and pieces of tofu). And although I'm not quite as adept as Nate at filming and feeding him (remember the bananas?), this somewhat captures the cute little lunch we had today.
Also, I feel the need to explain. No, Milo doesn't normally cry through a meal. But he seemed to be a little impatient between bites. Was he that hungry? There's no telling.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Lessons from the playpen

I've been feeling a tad bit like a bawling, squawling baby in a playpen these days (I'm sorry, I believe the P.C. word is pack 'n play). Weird, right? But I keep thinking that I must be doing to God exactly what Milo has been doing to me...

Think of it this way. Why do you put a child in a playpen? I do it to keep Milo safe while I have to be doing something else. You know, like being attentive to personal hygiene and actually getting a quick shower in the mornings. But does Milo like it? Absolutely not. The second I step out of his sight and into the shower, he starts howling, and no amount of singing at the top of my lungs or playing peek-a-boo around the shower curtain helps. He wants me right next to him, in plain sight, and until he gets that, there's no appeasing him (perhaps they should re-rename the pack 'n play to include the word fun so that kids know that's what they're supposed to be having in there...).

So I've been in a bit of a standstill right now. Call it a quiet place, call it a wilderness, call it what you like. I'm going to refer to it as a playpen, and I've been crying about it for months now. And actually, I've been crying about Milo crying, too, while I'm at it. But it came to me while Milo was screaming and I was showering. I'm here so that my Father can keep me safe while he's working on things (although I doubt He's in the shower...), and as soon as He's ready to get me out and take me somewhere else, that's what we'll do. And just because I don't see Him right in front of me doesn't mean He isn't there. I may not like it, but I should be thankful that I'm safe and cared for and quit my whining.

It's amazing the lessons being a parent will teach you about being a child, right?

Sunday, October 2, 2011

New Page

Well, I added an order form for RubiLu headbands to the page. You're welcome to use it frequently, share it with friends, and send me pictures of headbands after you order. Oh! And check out some of the photos I posted on my Facebook page: http://www.facebook.com/pages/RubiLu/279480355413068.

It's the start of a new week! What do you have planned?

Saturday, October 1, 2011

This and that

So many things to tell you! My new nephew Braylen was born on Tuesday. Isn't he adorable?