Swingers

That's us!

Not like that! Gah. No no no.

The swing. The baby swing. We love it. We bow down to it's superior baby calming skills.

Pay homage to the swing!!!!

Seriously, it's the only way I can do anything all day. If she's not in the swing or in my arms she's restless and upset.

So we are ardent swing fans. Swingers. Yup.

As we speak she's swinging and sleeping away. Miracles never cease.

And when you go out and have children of your own, you too will become believers in the power of the swing. Trust me.

*sends love to the swing* it's my new best friend. :)

I don't know how I could manage without it. No! Ah! Blasphemy! I refuse to even think about it.

Now I'm sure you think I'm a total freak, but when you have a crying sick child who can't even be set down for you to run to the bathroom, you will understand. Until then, just bear with me.
;)

Sick!

My little baby girl is sick. It just breaks my heart to hear her cry and cough. The poor little thing can hardly breathe.

:(

Poor baby.

Can't Post too much!

So cute!!!

ABC thing stoled from Christie

A. Attached or single?
Married. Attached as you can get. ;)
B. Best friend?
Tamara
C. Cake or Pie?
Pie. (but i don't want to be a pie! I don't like gravy.)
D. Day of Choice?
Saturday
E. Essential Item?
Internet!!!!
F. Favorite Color?
Green
G. Gummy bears or worms?
Sour gummy worms
H. Hometown?
Gilroy, CA
I. Favorite indulgence?
reading
J. January or July?
July!!!
K. kids?
One perfect one
L. Life isn't complete without?
Family
M. Marriage date?
April 14, 2007
N. Number of brothers & sisters?
Two sisters, one brother.
O. oranges or apples?
Oranges AND apples
P. Phobias?
Dying and leaving my little girl all alone
Q. Quotes?
"A waist is a terrible thing to mind."
R. reasons to smile?
Books, babies, and silly sisters
S. season of choice?
Summer. I can't get enough of the heat
T. tag 5 peeps!
um, anyone's welcome
U. unknown fact about me?
I sometimes wish I had never gotten married
V. vegetable?
Celery
W. worst habits?
Snoring, not eating, and talking to myself
X. X-ray or ultrasound?
Gah. No thank you.
Y. your favorite food?
anything Italian. :) though I'm allergic to parmesan
Z. Zodiac sign?
Libra, though I don't seem to fit.

Idaho, Day 4

We're here.

It's totally terrid of me, pretty much since the minute we got here I've been mad at Logan because we moved here. It's not his fault, I agreed to move here, it's not like he forced me. In fact he gave me many opportunities to change my mine and stay there. At home. Where I belong.

I think I'm incredibly homesick. And I'm hoping that I'll get over it soon or our marriage is really going to start to suffer.

Our house is really nice. We have a huge kitchen, with a pantry, and I have a walk-in closet. Piper has a sort-of walk-in closet and we have an office, which is where I am currently typing this. We have good sized garage and yards. There are horses behind our back fence and we can see them through our back doors.

Baby Picture ahead

This is how she always sleeps. Strange little frog.

(I know I just posted, but I needed something happy and cheerful, and what's more cheerful than a baby's bum in the air?)

Uncomfortable

Things that make me uncomfortable:

• flies
• breastfeeding in public
• posing for pictures
• carrying oddly shaped heavy things
• lying
• living half-in half-out of boxes
• Ants
• false promises
• peeling skin(it itches!)
• lifting real heavy things

And guess what. I did or dealt with all those things today.

Of Fairies and Boxes

I've had a word or two with the stress fairy and she has agreed to take a vacation for a week or two, having been working overtime for a while now.

And so the car was fixed in a record amount of time with no hassle to speak of. miracles never cease!!

We found the trailer and it will be delivered to our door by 4 or so this afternoon.

And Piper has fallen in love with her swing and happily watches the mobile or sleeps in it for hours at a time. pictures to come later

The box fairy and the tape fairy have been merrily skipping around our house and it's beginning to look like a warehouse of minature proportions in there. piper isn't quite sure what to make of it, she keeps looking around with wide eyes.

The little girl in me keeps wanting to build forts with all the boxes. I stubbornly refuse, but I can't help but think that it will take a while to unpack and a fort might just happen by accident when unloading everything from the trailer in Idaho. :)

Also, me and tape fairy are NOT the best of friends. I always seem to get it stuck where I don't want it and dropping either the tape or the box (even when it's on a table or bench), which is apparently the goal of the tape fairy. I must have somehow offended her or something.... so tonight I will make an offering to the tape fairy in hopes of being able to pack in a reasonable amount of time and with about half the cursing. (Logan has gotten irritated with the random shouts of 'crudmuffins' and 'poop on toast' and 'boogers in my nose' that eminated from my general vicinity. It's the tape fairy I tell you!)

Stresses

Sometimes it seems like no matter what you do or how well something is planned, little stresses will always pop up to add to the experience.

For instance, we leave friday. It's currently monday. I just had to take my car into the shop to get fixed. (It decided it wants to pretend like it's at the beach and therefore is imitating the sound of grating sand.)

Now this isn't a super huge deal, as we have their word they'll have it ready by tomorrow at the latest.

Or at least it wasn't until I realized that now the only way we have to get around is Logan's truck and we can't put the carseat in it. So now I have no car and no way of getting my daughter to and from my parent's house.

Hah! What fun!

Also, we know the trailer we need to use to go to Idaho is in town again. We just don't know where.

Piper is behaving wonderfully. When she's held. When left on her own she cries and then screams. Pretty much breaks my heart. So all the packing that has to be totally done in three days is basically not getting done.

THE STRESS IS TRYING TO KILL ME.

Seriously I wouldn't be surprised to find a little stress fairy dancing around singing "I keel ju!"

Packing

So this weekend and all next week will be entirely consumed with packing.

That's right.

The move is upon us.

Next Thursday is my last day at work, and on Friday the 25th we leave the wonderful state of California for Idaho. You heard me right. Idaho.

But we'll have a house, be next to some really good schools, and actually be able to afford things there.

So there's plenty of good.

Just trying really hard to hang onto those good points right now. -_-*

It will be good. It has to be.

Joy

"Men are that they might have joy." I don't remember where in the scriptures that verse is. But it's my favorite.

It means that our ultimate goal is to have joy.

The definition of joy is "the emotion of great delight or happiness caused by something exceptionally good or satisfying; keen pleasure; elation"

I find joy in my daughter. Unequaled, unequivacal joy.

I find my life complete, and the world a joy to be in, simply because my little girl is in it.

I love her.