So, I never shared Nora's newest stats. She is a petite little thing (I already knew that). She weighs in at 17.6 lbs (a little less than a lb over the last 3 months) and 28.5 in tall. That's <5th -="-" 12="12" 25th="25th" activity="activity" all="all" anyway="anyway" at="at" barely="barely" but="but" clothing="clothing" doctor="doctor" explains="explains" first="first" fits="fits" for="for" got="got" hand.="hand." he="he" height.="height." her...="her..." her="her" isn="isn" level="level" month="month" nbsp="nbsp" p="p" percentile="percentile" so="so" t="t" that="that" the="the" to="to" weight="weight" why="why" witness="witness" worried="worried">
It seems like she always eating too, non-stop and pretty much eats everything we do. We have been giving her a little bit of spice (Indian or Mexican usually), and she loves it! She has a major sweet tooth, which was inevitable given who her parents are...
And she finally has teeth! Her two bottom are making their way in. She's handled teething really well, thankfully. Her favorite things these days are trying to unlock/open/shut doors, climbing, playing with buckles, eating, and giving hugs and kisses. Waking up to baby kissing her is pretty much the best thing ever.
Random cell phone pictures. Psst... I'm on instagram too: nicoleorgan
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Monday, September 10, 2012
I'm starting to really feel spread thin, but what can I do about it? Work, school, daughter, husband, family obligations, socializing, cleaning, cooking, trying to occasionally have a moment for myself... Part of me is trying to just get through this time, but then I realize that this month is the only month my daughter will be 12 months old, so do I really want to rush through it all on autopilot? I just don't know how to balance everything. I know I'm not alone, but that doesn't make me feel any better. And of course Rob and I need to be active to feel happy, so we still take vacations and expeditions and outings, because without that we'd go crazy. But it's hard to relax and enjoy myself when I know housework and homework wait for me... Oh well, all I can do is keep trying. Not to mention that everyday Nora seems more and more clingy to me (which I appreciate, I really do, but that makes it hard to do a lot of things and then I have additional guilt - guilty that housework/homework isn't getting down, guilty that I'm not fully present for my daughter's affection because I'm thinking about other things, guilty for not knowing how to handle it...). It's that endless mommy guilt cycle.
In other news, this is happening:
|Climbing on EVERYTHING... btw, Rob was right next to her as she did this, just out of the camera shot. Half hilarious, half terrifying. She's also learned how to buckle the top portion of her car seat. So... wish us luck on baby-proofing endeavors.|
|Nora's birthday outfit|
I can't believe how fast this past year has gone. In some ways it has been hands down the best year of my life - being a mother has given me the kind of joy and satisfaction I didn't think was possible. My lover her know shapes how I feel about, well, everything. And when my baby turns and kisses me for no reason other than she wants to, or when she reaches out for me with a big smile on her face, there is nothing in this world that can compare.
In other ways, it has been the hardest. And not because Nora was difficult, or because I had a hard time adjusting to motherhood. That wasn't it at all. It's just that life got in the way a lot. Working outside of the house is hard. Only having one day a week where are all home as a family is hard. The worst is probably the realization that marriage can also be hard.
I haven't talked about it much, but this year has not been all smooth sailing for me and Rob. I don't think it is because we had Nora, it more due to the fact that we are trying to reassess our goals as both individuals and as a family, and growth can be painful. I'm happy to say that we are still here, and that we are working at it to make sure we continue to be together. I've mentioned it before, but while I am proud of what we have, I'm not entirely happy with it. It's hard to know what do next, how to ensure that all three of us are happy and thriving in an especially difficult time in our lives, in the lives of many of our friends and family members, and truly society at large. But as I've been saying since we got married, marriage isn't always easy, but it is worth it. I digress...
And so it was an incredibly proud moment for both of us when we stood on either side of our little girl while she (okay, we) blew out the candle on her cupcake. It was a good party (ice cream social!), full of rambunctious kids and friends and family wishing our daughter well (so glad my parents let us have it at their house - my house fits about 3.5 people on any given day). She seemed to really enjoy the party and was her happy and outgoing self the whole time. What follows are some cell phone pictures (not even my pretty Instagram pictures, just plain shitty cell shots). Some day, if I get my act together, I'll show some pictures from our camera, including shots of the mock birthday we did for her a few weeks back when we were in California (so that my family could wish her happy birthday too).
|Her tutu is made from vintage tulle we found in my great-grandmother's dress shop in NJ a few months back.|
|Daddy got Nora her own hot rod|