It's nearly 11pm at night and my daughter is delerious with energy. So while she is working that out of her system, I'm attempting to catch up a little here. I will warn you though, it's a bit of like "the 12 days of Christmas," where the list goes on and on.
We've finally had a successful streak of using formula. She was doing so week with it a while ago until the incident where she threw up the entire 6 oz all at once. Her lips were locked closed after that. If we had been able to get the bottle past those lips then her tounge was in the way. And her final defense against the formula- to spit it back out as her head furiously shook from side to side. So we stopped using it, again. Until one magical evening a couple of weeks later, we attempted with soy formula and she decided it was ok. Since then, we have been on a roll and she usually takes it with great joy.
I personally prefer soy milk. So I was secretly happy she was following in her mommys steps. Until I realized the main ingredient in soy formula is corn syrup. Lame. I'm not totally against it, but I'm not exactly thrilled either. Especially when the regular cow milk formula contains milk as the main ingredient. So I tested a bottle of this regular formula (we originally were using the "for supplementation" kind), and she liked all 4 ounces of it. It also stayed down. So we are headed to
Costco tomorrow to purchase a very large version of it since we are almost down to the last of our supply.
Next.... She totally was able to take a few walking steps with this on her own. She makes us so proud. We are buying her one for Christmas :)
We babysat our friend Duke. He is such a cutie. The first 15 minutes were not his favorite, but after he calmed down he had a great time and Olivia enjoyed him so much. We are excited he will be in Okinawa with us!
This little girl ends up in our bed more than I would like to admit. Never at first though. It always happens in the wee hours of the morning. I'm slightly embarrassed to say that occasionally neither Steven or I can remember who brought her in.
Currently, we are completely moved out of our apartment. These were my packing partners .
Just kidding. Anyone who knows Steven, knows he worked his hind tail off.
Being down to one car has its moments. Like when you need to take your husband into work and you need to drive him but you're not sure if he is going to be there for 30 minutes or 5 hours- because work won't give him a timeline. So today we stopped at the exchange for a little while just in case it was a short check in. We shopped for bows. I can't even begin to tell you how patient she was. I won't go as far as to say she liked it, but she did allow me to try them on her.
She also has a new carseat. She's happy, we are happy. It also totally beats lugging the infant seat around.






































