White hairs?!!?!

Tomorrow is the beginning of May. I can't believe a year has gone by so fast. My daughter is almost one. She's got 10 teeth, she eats macaroni and cheese like it was candy (THAT comes from her father), and she's grown so much! Sometimes I look at her sleeping and think, "Where did my baby go?" I know everyone told me it would go fast, and I believed them then, but I FEEL it more now. She's so beautiful. No hair, or very little and what there is of it is a reddish blonde. Her eyes are still an indeterminate shade of gray/green/blue/brown, and she's not quite walking. Still, she'll be a year old and it's a major milestone. I'm not sure my husband and I are ready for it. I went very nostalgic and looked back on all of my pregnancy photos....wow, I have certainly changed a lot from the day before she was born to what I look like today. My boobs are bigger, my stomach is flatter (but with lots of stretchy skin...ew!), my legs are thinner (hooray walking!!!), my arms are more muscular (20 lbs baby), my hair is a LOT longer, and I've found at LEAST two white, yes WHITE, hairs in my head. I've pulled them both out so no one go looking!

May is going to be a rough month. Too much going on...end of year banquets at the High School, traveling back and forth to Colorado to begin the moving process (which includes yet another interview...as if we couldn't make this more complicated on our own). An international wedding in Toronto, Canada. Last minute photo shoots for my photography business before I shut down for the move and begin the lengthy process of figuring out my sole-proprietor Colorado Business License and all that THAT entails. Packing. Packing. Packing. Packing. Thank goodness for my in-laws! And, more importantly, thank goodness we all get along and LIKE one another. Ladies and Gentlemen who are about to get married or engaged: your in-law relationship is an important one. I don't really have anything else to add to that, it's just important and should be treated that way.

No WONDER I'm getting WHITE hairs in my head!

A Project Update for the Morbidly Curious

Sewing: 1 zipper on a baby dress, 1 baby dress needing put together, 1 baby coat before May, 2 dresses that need zippers (by monday), 2 skirts that need zippers (by monday), 1 dress that needs hemmed, 2 white lab coats (by monday), 1 white apron (by monday), two sleeves on suit coat, 1 pair of suit pants, 2 suit skirts, 1 suit jacket, 1 jacket that needs sleeves, 1 top, 1 pair of jeans needing a pocket fix, 1 quilt to finish quilting, 3 quilts to finish putting together, 1 bunny that needs a hole sewed shut
Total: 23

Cross-stitch: 1 "Baby Princess", 3 Christmas Stockings, 1 Cat Ballerinas (probably won't finish), 1 Ocean Creatures (probably won't finish), 1 Handfasting (which needs to be done by next October...I better get on it or send it to Laura) I'm not counting the others since I haven't started them
Total: 7

Craft: None (WHOOT WHOOT!)
Beading: NONE (WHOOHOOEEEE!) I gave them all to my friend and they are now gone gone gone!

Grand Total: 30. Wow, I thought it was going to be much worse. I guess I'm getting a move on this year.

The Vast Methods of Moving

Yes, that's right! We are moving! Out of New Mexico and up the road into Colorado. We are very excited and, truth be told, a little daunted. I don't think I realized how much easier it was to pack things 1) without a child in tow, and 2) when you've moved every year. I know it may sound crazy, but when you've gotten used to moving every summer the packing just happens automatically. The boxes get packed up and stacked away, the floors get cleaned, the apartment gets cleaned and inspected for last minute items, the trucks get there... everything starts to move like clockwork. We haven't moved in two years...so boxes have gotten thrown away, things aren't nearly as organized to begin with; and we have a kid. Oh yeah, our daughter DEFINITELY throws a wrench into packing sometimes. She likes to 'help', as in she takes items out of a box after I've put them in the box. She does the same thing with laundry. I fold it and put it on the stack, she takes the whole stack and throws/drags them on the floor. Great fun. At least she is amused and entertained, and really, in the grand scheme of life folding clothes two or three times really doesn't harm you. (Although at the time it really makes you want to pull your hair out) I've started giving her her own basket and her own box to put things into and take things out of. It doesn't distract her forever from my pile, but it does help.

Speaking of my daughter she is, FINALLY, sleeping in her crib most of the night and during nap times. We still have to fight her occasionally. For all the advice of "Gentle Sleep Solution" my daughter just didn't want to go to sleep. She spent 2 to 3 weeks not even wanting to sleep with us, she just didn't want to go to sleep at all. So, we figured if she's fighting it regardless we might as well make it into the crib and some independent sleeping. Thank goodness for my husband's infinite patience with her. Perhaps it's because I have her all day and I play and entertain her most of the day, but by the time night comes my patience for screaming is about 20 minutes max. Then I give in and pick her up for a while. My husband is much much better at the getting to sleep, by herself, in the crib part. His pioneering efforts with her have paid off; it still has a ways to go, but it's getting much better.

To segue into 'getting better' my mother has finished radiation treatments and is done with her first round of chemotherapy; and has at least 3 more to go. She was really not happy with the nausea/vomiting side effects; can't blame her. I'd rather be in pain than N/V(nausea/vomiting).

I think this might be my first post for April. It might, as far as time constraints go, be my only post for April. We'll see. There's a play next week, I have costumes to make still (yes I know I'm insane), we need to get some moving plans finalized...May is around the corner with a 1st Birthday Party (Jungle Theme), a year checkup with lots of shots (ew), and a trip to Toronto for a wedding. Next it will be June....OMG it's going to be upon us much much too fast! ACK!

My other self

Have you ever been awake while your partner is fast asleep and really, REALLY, wanted to just kick them to wake them up? I don't always, but when I have to be awake with a sick baby there is this horrible, mean, vicious, vengeful side of me that would really like to kick my husband awake so that he has to share in the pain of being awake forever while the baby is screaming and coughing...etc. I have a sick baby this last week, and I admit there has been a couple times over the week where I've been sitting up in bed with my daughter while my husband snores away and I have been so sorely tempted to just kick him so that he has to be awake with me. It's not a part of myself that I am overly proud of, but it's still there all the same. My hubby has been really pretty good about the whole cranky side this week. He had to work late and ended up bringing me dinner. It was perfect. Now, if only I could teach him to cook!