There's no 2 alike

I think one of the best things in life is getting married. Your husband will challenge you and teach you so many new things about yourself. I've learned to save more than I would have if I wouldn't have gotten married. It's so much fun learning about the differences you have at times. The way you think about something can be totally different than the way they see things.

So far this has been the best 9 months raising a child together. The way I would take care of Savannah is different than he would. I could go into lots of detail about such stories but I just wanted to share one that made me laugh so hard this past week. Jeff was trying to tell me that we could save money by potty training Savannah. In his mind, she's ready. (There's all kinds of laughter in my head as he says this) I told him if he really thinks shes ready that he can work on it this past weekend. He thinks its no big deal. You just have to watch for her "pooping face" and put her on the potty. (Like I have nothing else to do with my day besides watch my child's face for the "pooping face." So Saturday 8am came and Savannah started filling her diaper. I looked at him and said ok now you need to get her pants, onesie, and diaper off before she poops. Ready, set, go. (Big smirk) His excuse was she didn't have a potty her size. I just told him to hold her over the toilet. He thought that I was ridiculous for suggesting such a thing. Needless to say, there wasn't one clean diaper and not one attempt to get her to the potty. Do you think I have taught him its not possible yet?

Another page to turn, a new adventure ahead

Tomorrow will be our last week in the house. Wow where did the time go? When Jeff first came home and told me where we were going and when we were moving it seemed like a long time away. Now its within reach. In another week we will leave the place we have called home for 15 months. The place that we fought and made up, learned so much from each other, and brought our first child home. As much as I'm excited to see what else lies ahead for us in the future, its a little sad to leave this place. I won't ever get to see Savannah take her first steps here or for that fact even crawl. I won't get to see the bulbs, that I so diligently planted when I was 8 1/2 months pregnant, blossom. We will be off to make new memories at our new place. I hope this job brings the happiness that Jeff is looking for. I know I've said that before, but that is my true hearts desire. I knew the guy he was in college and I have longed to see that spirit in him again. That was of course the man I fell in love with.

I'm also very excited for the person that will be living in our house. I hope that she will be grateful for the beautiful backyard and of course my flowers. I hope that she will appreciate all the hard work that we put into the house and that it all goes well for her in the house.

So next week we are off to our next chapter in life. I hope this one is just as good as the last one was.

Ruffles, Frustration, and Determination

I set out yesterday afternoon with a sleeping baby. I held off her morning nap in order to get her to take a longer one in the afternoon so that I could sew more on her ruffle blanket. As I sat down at my sewing machine and started sewing, I soon realized the machine I had left working yesterday was all of a sudden all out of adjustment on tension. I fiddled around with the tension. Nothing. Rethreaded the machine. Nothing. Turned the machine off and back on. Nothing. Ok lets rethread again. Still nothing seemed to work. I still was getting the tangled thread look on the back of whatever I sewed. I seriously spent 2 hours working on this. Savannah was now up. I decided to throw in a movie for her to buy me some time and also give her a snack.

Yes there is a big pile of snacks on the floor but I didn't care. I will vacuum later. My sewing machine still isn't working. Now its been 4 hours and Jeff is home. I begged for him to do something to fix it. I was in no mood to talk and my frustration was growing by the hour. He kept asking if there was something he did because I was in a bad mood which just made me more frustrated. He should know better I was thinking. :) Today Jeff finally took it apart. There was a small ball of thread against the tension that was throwing it off. Today I spent the day working on her blanket. It didn't turn exactly like I wanted it to but I am proud of it because I know how long it took for me to make it and all the hard work I put into it. I will cry the first time Savannah spills something on it or worse throws up on it. It's cute enough to be fit for a princess right now though. 

A mother's struggle

First off I want to apologize to my friend Jorgen. I try so hard not to write too many blogs about my mommy lifestyle now but this is whats really been on my mind. I hope you can put up with me for a little bit Jorgen :)

Savannah's doctor appointment went extremely well on Tuesday. Doctor said that she is teething on top and bottom but everything else appears to be in perfect health. She tipped the scales again this appointment with everything being at the 95+ percentile. I myself am disappointed that she is not crawling. She has no problem getting herself around places by scooting or rolling. She also has just learned how to take steps as I'm holding onto her. She sometimes tries to shake my hand away so she can dance but quickly realizes that she isn't that good yet. I feel saddened when I hear about another little baby that is crawling or reaching those milestones that I want her to reach so badly. I try to convince myself that its a good thing she's not crawling all over yet. But its kind of like when your in the last stretch of pregnancy and everyone is going into labor except you. You know its eventually going to happen for you but you can't help feeling sorry for yourself. I should know better than to fall into this trap. I think we may be doing some hardcore crawling practice this weekend. Time to build up some more muscles. I think personally that daddy is looking more forward to her crawling so he can chase her around than I am.

I have been working diligently on her ruffly comforter today. I'm giving myself until we get packed up to get it done. I don't want pieces of material packed away. So far I am very proud of how it's turning out. There is some things that I will do differently next time but not too shabby for first time around. You gotta start somewhere.