Thursday, March 31, 2011

Loving Life

Before writing my entry for this post, I thought I would start off with a few pictures that have been taken within the past month or so :) Enjoy!
Emma looks so innocent and old-fashioned!


Man, I love this girl!!!

Wearing a skirt that was mom's when she was about this age (7.5 months)



Emma's Easter dress that Mike and Mollie got her!



Bath time for my big girl!



Putting her 4 new teeth to work :)



Grandpa Harold's little Gummy Bear!



Emma's first St. Patty's day



Can you find the real baby doll here?



So pitiful!!!! She was tired and did NOT want to be put down :)



Well, as you can see, Emma's really grown like crazy! She's setting up on her own, has babbled "dada", and is growing up fast! Too fast, maybe :) She hasn't begun to get up on her hands and knees yet, but hopefully soon. She's been going through a fussy phase lately (I suspect Wonder Week 37) and is needing more attention, which makes getting housework done harder. Sleeping good has been hit and miss the past week or so. Hopefully it improves here soon!


Nick got a new job working with Oriental Trading Company as a Financial Analyst! He really likes it so far and is much happier, which, in turn, makes me happier :) I really wish something would've worked out closer to Maysville, but hey, money is money and a job here is better than no job at all! Other than all of that, there really hasn't been anything new happening. I'm still staying at home with Emma and am so glad I'm able to! Even though she can be a handful sometimes, I wouldn't want to miss a moment of her growing up!!!!

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Hiatus...

It has been a while since a normal blog for me, as I've been busy lately, but tomorrow I plan on making a return to the blogging world :)

Friday, March 4, 2011

Sick :P

Ok, so I'm sick, Emma's sick, Nick's not, but he's still not helping me around the house. He literally comes home from work, we talk for a bit while having supper, then he gets on his computer to do who-knows-what until about 45 minutes before we head to bed, then he asks me what's wrong and if I'm mad at him. DUH. It would be nice for my husband to help me raise our daughter and to acknowledge all the sh!t I do during the day. Ugh. Just had to get that off my chest.