My Peanut

Nora turned three months on Saturday. I can't believe my little peanut is three months already. She's finally outgrown most of her newborn clothes. It all fits in the body but is too short in the arms and legs. She's such a tall little skinny thing. It makes me sad to bag those clothes up and put them away. It's just the first indicator that she's growing up. I'm just lucky she was tiny for so long.

Sleep isn't going great. She likes to wake up every few hours. And instead of waiting for her to cry, I just take her out because I know she's not going to go back to sleep. And I'm not going to go back to sleep until she's sleeping. I'm sure I'm making it worse. A part of me wants to move her into her room, because I'm thinking I'd disturb her less and vice versa, but I hate that idea too. Every time I mention it to Darin, he says, "Maybe this weekend" I think he's been saying that for the last 3 weekends. Man, he loves that little girl. Those of you that had your little one in your room with you, when did you finally make the move? One side of me wants to start developing good habits now, the other part of me could care less about habits. I hate to move her across the house, but a woman's got to get some sleep! There have been some nights where she's gone 6 1/2 hours, but I swear it's like the good nights make the bad nights that much harder.

She found her hands the last couple weeks. We love watching her discover new things. She looks like a little chipmunk eating an acorn.

Sometimes they taste good.

 Sometimes, apparently, not so much.

She's growing and she's learning, but she's still just our little peanut.

Her Smile

She's been smiling for awhile now but I haven't been able to catch it on my real camera...until tonight.

She loves smiling at her Daddy when he gets home from work. It seriously melts my heart.

Tonight she was looking at me like she loved me so much. It was one of the best feelings. I can tell she recognizes me now. She can find me across the room. She's a Mommy's girl...for now.

But she's got Daddy wrapped around her finger already. I heard him tell her tonight that he would get her anything she wanted.

I love that her personality is starting to shine through.

But don't be fooled...it's not all smiles and sunshine around here.

Sometimes things are downright crappy. (Pun intended).

This worried me. There was so much, and it was dark green, but we're back to good old mustard yellow now. You know you've become a Mommy when you get excited over yellow poops.


We've been watching lots of Olympics over here. For some reason, I don't feel as guilty sitting on the couch all night to watch Olympics like I do when it's reality TV shows.

Darin really loves watching figure skating. :)

My Valentines

I hope everyone out there has somebody to love today.

   

I sure do.

I love these two more than words can say.

Happy Valentine's Day!

Make me feel better giveaway..

Check out the giveaway over at my photography blog!

Some recent layouts I love

And my favorite...

I love my little sour puss!

Hug your little ones...

I don't know this family. I found a link to their blog off of a photography website that I frequent. I literally just sat here for the last half hour bawling for this mother. How often we take things for granted, how often we sacrifice precious time with our families to "get things done". I am guilty of this every single day. Please take a moment to read this story and pray for little Bronson. Start at the bottom of the page and move upward through the posts.

I know I'll be squeezing my little Nora extra tight today.

Baby Einstien

Dear Baby Einstien,

I love the way you wave your stupid toys in front of my babys face. You distract my otherwise undistractable 2 month old the way nothing else can. This allows me to do things that I couldn't do with only one hand. Like iron, set  up for photo shoots, do the dishes, eat. I know I can do most of these things with only one hand, but it triples the amount of time it takes and that makes me crazy. I love you.

Sincerely,

Sleepless (arm) in Salt Lake

You MUST make these...

If there is any, I repeat, ANY recipe that you're going to try off my blog, make it this one. Nothing is better to me than a crock pot recipe. You throw some ingredients into a crock pot, set it on low, and go about your day. Then you come back to delicious food.

Darin even went so far to say that this was potentially the best meat I have ever made. That's a huge deal. So you should try these. You really, REALLY should.

I didn't even take a beautiful picture of them but don't let that deter you. Just make them.

Slow Cooker Pork Chops

Ingredients

1/4 cup olive oil
1 cup chicken broth
2 cloves garlic, minced
1 tablespoon paprika
1 tablespoon garlic powder
1 tablespoon poultry seasoning
1 teaspoon dried oregano
1 teaspoon dried basil
4 thick cut boneless pork chops
salt and pepper to taste

Directions

1.In a large bowl, whisk together the olive oil, chicken broth, garlic, paprika, garlic powder, poultry seasoning and basil. Pour into the slow cooker. Cut small slits in each pork chop with the tip of a knife, and season lightly with salt and pepper. Place pork chops into the slow cooker, cover, and cook on High for 4 hours. Baste periodically with the sauce.
 
 

In other news, I've decided that babies are tougher than we think they are. I think Heavenly Father knew that maybe some parents (like me) might be a bit clumsy. Even though they seem so fragile, I think they're pretty thick skinned. I feel like an awful parent admitting to these things but I'm sure I'm not the only one, so I think I'm safe.

 

-So one day when I was letting Diesel into the backyard to go potty, I bent down, while holding Nora, to clip his leash and hit her head on the door frame. (I feel even more awful writing these things down.)

 

-Last Sunday we were playing games at Darin's sisters house. I'm holding Nora, playing the game, and then my sister calls. Now, I'm a pretty good multi tasker but apparently not if it's three things, because I dropped my cell phone right on Nora's face. Luckily I was only about an inch away but gosh I felt bad. I almost cried.

 

-I've hit her head a couple times on tables while eating.

 

If she'd let someone else other than her Mommy hold her, we could potentially avoid the brain damage that I'm surely causing her. Don't worry, I'm not driving with her on my lap or anything. Actually, maybe that would be safer than me holding her.

 

I'm an awful Mother. Please don't turn me in to child protection services.