2009

This year has been great so far...all 15 days of it! I always want to blog, but I never have much to blog about unless we are doing really exciting things. This might surprise you considering the party animals you're dealing with here, but we are pretty lay-low kind of people...(wait, lay low? That sounds like we're hiding, doesn't it?) I think I meant "low-key" (yeah, that's better) kind of people. Jason is anything BUT low-key these days with work and school (7 1/2 hours a day this semester...yikes) but I never see him. So to me, he is pretty low-key around these parts. =) Reagan and I, on the other hand, have been having some quality one-on-one time together and I have been having the time of my life. I have tried to be better about not worrying about other silly things like laundry (silly laundry!) or dishes (silly dishes!) until she is down for naps or asleep at night, and so I have really been able to enjoy the time I have with her during the day. We've been crawling around everywhere, and I find it so interesting to see the things that she likes to do. She loves to "scratch" things. This may be normal baby behavior, or maybe not, but she loves to find all sorts of different textures everywhere. From the carpet to the fireplace (it's off, don't worry) to the tile floors to clothes - she just really likes to touch and feel all sorts of weird things. Forget her toys, she'd much rather scratch the grate over the fireplace. And I figure, she really needs a nail trim and I'm too scared to do it so I look at it as her doing some much needed nail filing. She is only 7 months old and already I feel as if I am living vicariously through her. She learns so much every single day and I just live for the moments where she does something new or discovers that she can do something that she thought she can't and her whole face just lights up. She does what I like to call the "body smile" where you can just tell that she is so happy and proud of herself with her whole being! Moments like that make me wonder why anyone wouldn't have a desire to be a mother. She is a master crawler now and most of the time she'll crawl to something she knows she is not supposed to play with (some say she's too young to know - no way! She totally knows when she's playing with something she's not supposed to) and just look back at me like "neener neener neener." At which point, I'll scoop her up and place her somewhere else and she'll look up at me like "are you kidding me?" and do it all over again. She is fast on those little hands and knees and she's already getting rugburn to prove it! I am just in love with this little girl. She is the most amazing little person. Sure, she may be a mama's girl, but at least for right now, I don't mind that she clings on to me with the death grip when even the intention of handing her over to someone else crosses my mind. Maybe I kind of like it. And maybe I kind of like it when she cries and reaches out to me when other people hold her. Maybe I kind of like it that when she falls and hits her head, or gets hurt, the moment I pick her up and give her a hug, she stops crying and gives me a big teary-eyed grin. Maybe I like that she wakes up every 2 hours at night to nurse because it's the only time when I can hold her so peacefully like that without her wriggling around and grunting...okay I could probably do with more sleep but honestly, she is the light of my life. She gives me hugs and kisses and she really MEANS them - even if it is at 3:30am, what more could I ask for? I don't want to create the impression that Jason is just absent from all of this, ha ha. Reagan is totally in love with her daddy and has so much fun "rough housing" with him when he gets home from work or school - things only a daddy can do! She loves to rub his five o' clock shadow (there she goes again with the feeling different textures! What a weirdo) and pull his hair, slobber on his face, and he is the only one that she will let rock her to sleep. I think it's a feeling of security or something, being in the arms of daddy. Jason works really hard and makes it so that my work can be fairly minimal so I can spend so much time with my darling little girl. I couldn't ask for a better husband/dad to Reagan. He's still a goof ball, but a hardworking and smart goofball and I'm grateful for him. YUCK huh...it's the worst when people talk about their husbands, isn't it? (jk)I'm sure all wives and moms could agree that they couldn't do it without the men in their lives. Like someone told me at Enrichment night tonight, we'd all be so much healthier if we weren't married, but not EMOTIONALLY healthier! haha. How true.

Here is a short video* of Reagan talking to her dadda (I think she even says 'daddy' in it if you listen closely!). I think she's telling him how much she loves him and also "holy cow, can you see that pile of laundry behind me? Mom needs to get her priorities straight!" =)



*I do apologize for the bad quality video. Yes, I do have a video camera - a really nice one, actually, from my parents, but for fear of breaking it or me just simply not knowing how to use it, I sometimes use my phone instead...which also explains that whenever I post a video, they are all 17 seconds long exactly.