Teething troubles...

Teething is one of those things that some parents get and some parents don't. It's a fine line when you're talking to other parents sbout this too because 'bad' for one baby might be a cake-walk for another. Well, for Gabriella it has been a nightmare. Lots of sleepless nights that turn into sleepy mornings and lots of crying and pulling at her lips and gums. It is the hardest thing to know you can't do anything for them but pray it's over soon.  I think one of the hardest things too as a parent is explaining to friends and other young parents time after time that G's not sleeping great because of her teeth or G's in a terrible mood because of her teeth. It seems to my ears that I am a broken record. She has 4 more teeth before (hopefully) we get a break until her 2 year molars come in. But who knows...

On another note, I would like to blame my lack of getting ready in the morning on G's teething woes; however I think that maybe I have just gotten a little lazy this pregnancy between 1st trimester puking and moving in with the inlaws and 2nd trimester freaking cold weather forcing us to stay inside waaaayyy too much. But this week I have a little bit more of a plan, I plan on at the very least putting mascara on everyday and starting to organize myself a little better so my time isn't wasted while Gabriella naps...which she is doing right now, so I am going to put on my mascara...

Cold Snap

Marty always jokes that when we first started dating (the year of Snowmageddon - if you live on the East Coast you know what I mean), we got snowed in together and I went a little stir-crazy.  Being from CO we don't get "snowed in"…within a day we will be able to get out…but the East Coast is oh so different.  Here people get snowed in for days and everything shuts down and the grocery stores have empty shelves.  It's strange, but it's the North East…I've learned to deal with it.  So anyway, back to the point…it snowed yesterday…all day.  And here we are, snowed in, sort of.  Marty walked out to the road where he parked the car, but G and I had to stay inside because it was -11 wind chill.
So what did I do?  I made cookies…my darn sister-in-law (who I love) sent me a link to a recipe that looked wonderful…again, darn her!  I made them but Marty didn't like them…so now I have a dozen huge cookies and only me to eat them.  This is a tough situation to be in because I can't even leave the house to get away from temptation.  I suppose I will eat them all…I can't let them be wasted… but I blame my sister-in-law 100%!
Marty also, aside from aiding in my weight gain from his lack of a sweet tooth, has brought down the iron fist since we've been snowed in with G.  He is terrified to let her run through the house in fear that she will slip, fall and need stitches…he has ALWAYS been paranoid about his little princess and he isn't sorry about that fact one bit.  But this is a little crazy now…she can't play outside, she is an energizer bunny and I NEED her to be tired…otherwise, I'm tired.  And pregnant.  And slightly caffeine deprived because of the prior statement.  It's tough…I understand the fear of her falling…this house is a scary place for children, however the girl needs to burn off some of her energy or at least share some of it with me.
Hopefully if she shares then I can run around the house and burn off some of these cookies...

I spend way too much time on Pinterest

I would not normally say this because I spend most of my day racing around the house after the 15 month old energizer bunny that we call our daughter, but today I was feeling out of touch with Pinterest…yes, my relationship needs to be nourished and ever since I stopped breastfeeding my 'pinning' has decreased drastically.  So today for the 30 minutes that Gabriella decided to nap for I sat on my phoning pinning away.  I was so encouraged and inspired that I decided to try out one of the said pins.  It was a peanut butter chocolate chip brownie.  Let me just say that it was not the gooey indulgence that I had in mind, not necessarily because of the recipe but because I was already in deep before I realized that the only flour that I had in my pantry was whole wheat (the reason for that is my attempt at being healthy lasted one recipe before realizing that whole wheat flour is not good in yummy baking) and so that's what had to go in.  So what did I do?  Right after bath and bed time I got right back on Pinterest to find new peanut butter chocolate chip recipes.  Yep, lesson not learned…I will keep pinning recipes that are bad for me and exercises that will help me curb the effects of the recipes...

Some Things I've Learned

The title of this blog is slightly deceiving, my baby doesn't really sleep…otherwise I would totally let her!  But I titled my blog with the hopes that SOMEDAY I will be able to say it.
Another year down in the books.  I used to be really great at blogging, then something happened…I got married.  This shouldn't have stopped the blogging process, rather it should have enhanced it seeing that I was learning so much about being a wife.  No, the thing that really stopped the blogging was finding out we were having a baby.  Yep, that stopped the blogging.  I saw all these great moms blogging AND being moms and I was in awe.  I had my hands full, I should say I HAVE my hands full.  We, Marty and I, have been married a little over two years now and we have a beautiful 15 month old baby girl, and one on the way.  Life is about to get crazy all over again.  But this time I think I am ready to start documenting my life a little better…why?  Not so a lot of people will read it, but rather so I can read it and hopefully laugh later on down the road…
January has been an exciting month already and we're really not all that far into it.  Last night, Marty and I were sitting on our bed chatting before we put Gabriella to bed and she was playing on our floor when all of a sudden I smelled the unmistakable smell of Vicks VapoRub, I say unmistakable because for the last month I have had a cold of some sort or another so the Vicks has held vigil for me on the nightstand.  I turned to the floor to see Gabriella had twisted off the cap and was licking some off of her fingers…did I call poison control?  You bet!  Immediately I called them and they did a terrific job of making me feel terrible for not realizing that she could unscrew the cap…come on, seriously?  I have read a LOT about development and everything I read said that around 2.5 she would be able to screw and unscrew caps…well, lesson learned here…never a dull moment with this crazy kid.  I think she actually liked the taste of it…