Let Sleeping Babies Lie

NyCee and I went for a walk today to the grocery market around the corner from our house. Why I decided to take a stroll when it was 96 degrees out is beyond me? Nonetheless, on our way back she fell asleep. I did not realize it until I pulled the stroller into the house.

I needed to cook dinner so I unloaded the bags from the under carriage and parked her (stroller and all)in the hallway.
She was sleeping so peacefully.
I am sure that some of you out there have done the same thing. If she is in a safe place, then I say, "Hey, why upset the balance?"
She woke up when Lewis came in from work and of course he rescued her from the stroller.

Hold On

Hold on to your courage,
Hold on to your strength,
Hold on to your joys,
Let go of the pain.

Hold on to your dreams,
Hold on to your goals,
Hold on to your hopes,
Let go of past roads;

Roads which were unpleasant,
Roads that led to wrong paths,
Roads that rained on your parade,
Roads that remind you of the past.

Face each day with your head held high,
Knowing that this moment of sadness will pass you by,
Your dreams await you at the finish line,
Fight, cry, strive to make that dream materialize;

Realize that you need it as much as it needs you,
That dream is the driving force behind all that you do.

Let go of the doubt,
Walk in His peace,
Do not be deterred,
From the road which leads to your dreams.

Bambi Returns

The back of my house is a forest.

Literally! I did not have the builder cut down the trees as it was not this dense when we bought the house. It was winter time so the trees were bare. I have no idea what lies behind the forest.
The sides of my house lead to the front cul-de-sac.

I don't know where he comes from. I have never seen him walk up and start eating the grass in my back yard--he just appears. It is so weird to see. It ranks right up there with the cows and horses that I pass when I drive down certain roads by my house. Yes, cows within city limits. Georgia--such a special place!

Bosom Buddies

On Saturday, July 22, 2006 NyCee's "road dog" Kennedy came to visit for a play date. Kennedy is 2 months older than NyCee and she is so full of spunk. Nycee was still a little cranky from the shots the day before but she did her best to entertain her guests.

Nikki's son Jordan is so helpful. He would sit in the floor and play with the kids, get diapers, bottles, whatever. I told Nikki that I am going to come and borrow Jordan for a few hours. He is a great kid.

Both girls finally tuckered themselves out and I attempted to arrange them for a photo but of course my child was a little uncooperative. Notice Kennedy is fast asleep and NyCee is fussing.

Overall it was a fun afternoon. Nikki told me that Kennedy has been eating table food since she was about 3 months old. NyCee leads such a sheltered life. She only gets about 2 teaspoons full of rice cereal at night. Although, I did feed her mashed potatoes once at a restaurant to get her to calm down. But that does not happen often as she weighs 14 lbs and is 4 months old.

Paused

Hello All--
Sorry for not blogging for a couple of days. I have been extremely busy. Thank you for your patience and interest in the blogsite.

I will have updated pictures of NyCee and a couple of new stories to tell. Stay tuned.

Battle Scars

NyCee received her 4 month immunization shots today. Prior to getting the shots, she was weighed and measured. She is 14 lbs and 26 inches. She is going to be a tall girl as neither mother nor father are vertically challenged. With respect to the 14 lbs, that is a result of her aunts saying that I needed to feed her more than 2 ounces of milk. Baby weight watchers here we come.

NyCee breezed through that potion of her exam. She was alright until the nurse held her down in an attempt to administer the shot. She gained the strength of Goliath. She kicked and screamed and the little tears fell from her eyes. (Conveniently, Lewis had to work so he was not there to hold her down during this process. He couldn’t take it when she had her ears pierced. He nearly left the room.)

After the shot, she immediately stopped crying. She was more upset at being held down than receiving the shot.

She returned to her happy jovial self. She even bypassed her afternoon nap. Finally around 3:45 she zonked out. What a tough day!

I'm 4 Months Old!

Today, I am four (4) months old and my how I've grown.

I have learned to suck on my fingers--and boy are they good!

Although my bib gets in the way sometimes.

I sit up in my chair like a big girl and play with my toys. I just love the sound my cow makes when mommy pulls the string.

When I want daddy to rescue me out of my chair, I start with this face:

Then I go full blown with the tears and everything.

That doesn't work with mommy. We just look at one another like this:

But I must admit that I have a great life. When I cry daddy comes, in the middle of the night mommy puts me in her bed, and when I smile it lights up their day. I must admit, I am the sunshine of their lives. (I wonder where I get that sense of confidence from..it must come from my grand daddy)

Online Searches AHHHHHHH!!!!

Okay so today, I drove 30 minutes to the campus of the school that I am attending to use the LRC (Learning Resource Center), a fancy name for a library, only to find out that the library is online. I have started attending Strayer University online in an effort to complete my bachelor's degree. While, I could kiss the inventor of online school for its convenience and simplicity, I could scream at the individual who thought to put all the reference materials online.

I have a draft of a term paper due and I can not get to the books that I need to start the dumb thing. And of course, the man working in the LRC tells me how simple it is to search for a book on line. IT IS NOT SIMPLE! I HAVE NO CLUE HOW TO BEGIN SEARCHING! I TOLD HIM THAT WHEN I ARRIVED AT THE LRC! Okay, sorry for yelling I just had to vent.

Online, it is so easy yet so hard at the same time.

Progress?

Why is it that when NyCee goes to bed she is in this position?

Yet, when she wakes up in the morning she is in this position. My bed. Smiling and laughing.

Okay the point of getting her to sleep in her bed is to stay there until morning.
All of a sudden, she is regressing and not progressing. Looks like I am starting over from scratch.

Look at her, just sitting up on the bed as if she is marking her territory. She is too much. Notice the smirk on her face as if she is saying, "Yeah right Ma, I am staying right here."

Gotta luv Minnie

I have a friend who absolutely loves Mickey and Minnie mouse. When I was pregnant, she gave me a baby shower present in a big Mickey Mouse gift bag (and then asked for it back). She was just kidding. But when I saw this outfit, I purchased it with her in mind.

Of course, NyCee is going to be very mad at me for posting her little bootie on the internet for the entire world to see.

Oh well, it is just one of the privileges of being a parent.

A Day at the Zoo!

NyCee decided that she wanted to go to the zoo today. She had to get her bath first.

Afterward, it was off to Zoo Atlanta!

First stop, flamingos and elephants! They were beautiful.

NyCee found the stench a bit unpleasant!

Next stop, the gorillas and the lions.

She grew bored rather quickly and closed her eyes for her afternoon nap.

Last stop the panda cage. And of course mommy needed a picture to commemorate the day. It was my first time at the zoo also.

Finally, off to the car to return home. What an exciting day! So exciting in fact, that NyCee was awake for the entire ride. She even talked about her day at the zoo on the way home.

After all the excitment, she needed an evening nap.

In my own backyard!!!!!

Off of my family room is a door which leads to the backyard.
As I was sitting on the love seat getting NyCee ready for daycare, I noticed something moving out of the corner of my eye. I turned and saw Bambi in my backyard eating grass. Yes, a deer was standing in my backyard. How weird is that?


And to think, I didn't know what I was going to write my blog about today. HA!

A Good Friend and Good Conversation

Yesterday was quite a day. If you read the blog titled, “Plan B” then you know that I did not get a position that I really wanted. Well, a dear friend read the blog and called me in an effort to cheer me up. I was not expecting her call and that made it all the more wonderful when I saw her number on the caller ID.

She of course stated how sorry she was that I didn’t get the position and she let me laugh, cry, vent, and sigh. Never once did she sound disinterested in my situation or transition into a new subject. No matter how many times I repeated the same thing she just patiently listened to me and offered advice as she could.

While talking to her did not change the news I received, it helped me to see that although obstacles come, a good friend and good conversation helps you over the hurdle. And even brings a little sunshine to an otherwise gloomy day.

P.S. I told her that I would post this blog by 2:00 p.m. central time. Sorry for the delay I was doing homework.

Plan B

I received the email today that I did not get the position that I wanted. I am very saddened by that news. However, I can not allow depression to take over me. I am going to keep looking and God will open a door for me. I have to believe that. Please continue to pray for me as I will for you.

"Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him and he shall direct thy paths." Proverbs 3:5-6

A Night All Alone

Wednesday, July 5, 2006 is a day that will forever be in my mind. It was the first night since NyCee’s birth that I was away from her. Why, you ask? I had to fly to Houston, TX for a job interview which was scheduled for Thursday, July 6, 2006 at 9:30 a.m. Because the job is very important to me, I chose to go in the night before to ensure that I was in place. I began preparing for the trip on Monday, July 3, 2006.

In preparation for my trip, I cleaned the house, washed the baby’s clothes, packed her diaper bag, ironed her clothes, laid out her pajamas and of course left very detailed instructions for Lewis, her father, on how to care for her. He was so kind and patient. I constantly asked if he were okay with me attending the interview and if he were going to be okay alone with the baby all night—by himself. He just amused me and replied, “Yes, Dear.”

I kissed my husband and daughter goodbye and held back the tears. When I arrived at the airport, the screen advised that my flight would be delayed 3 hours. As the night went on the delay dragged on and on. I know that I called Lewis 4 or 5 times asking if he were okay and if the baby was okay. I also gave instructions over the phone. And again, he just amused me by saying, “Yes, Dear.” Finally, my flight left Atlanta, GA and I arrived in Houston, TX at about 2:00 a.m. central time. By the time I arrived at my hotel room I was so tired that I thought I would just fall in the bed. I didn’t. I laid there thinking about NyCee and wondering if she even knew that I was gone.

The next morning I arose and dressed for my interview. (Side note: I looked good. I wore a cotton candy pink suit jacket with the matching shirt, black slacks and my shoes where black with a cotton candy pink trim. I should have taken a picture.) The interview began promptly at 9:30 a.m. I met with two recruiters and a panel of supervisors. After meeting with the supervisors, I rushed to the airport and made my flight with 10 minutes to spare. What a day! I arrived in Atlanta and rushed home to see my daughter. She was sitting on her daddy’s lap dressed in the outfit that I laid out for her. I was glad to see that they were okay while I was away. The job that I interviewed for requires me to travel. Whenever I spoke with Lewis on the phone, I never heard the baby crying or fussing. She was perfectly fine.

What about the position I interviewed for you ask? Stay tuned for an update.

A Father's Love

I was sitting at the table in the kitchen completing my homework assignment when I looked over and saw Lewis and NyCee asleep. I could not resist this picture. Oh how precious are moments like these?

Happy Independence Day!

If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed. John 8:36

Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty (emancipation from bondage—freedom) 2 Corinthians 3:17

Celebrate not only our nation’s independence but the personal independence that Jesus bought for us at Calvary.

Bad Mommy!

While I recognize that it is not polite to point out short comings in people, this is my child so I don’t think the rule applies. When NyCee gets upset and begins to cry, she crinkles her forehead and it looks like she has a unibrow. It is truly funny! But if the hairs ever connect, I will take her to the Chinese nail shop and have it waxed. Call it cruel if you must to have hot wax ripped off of an infant’s face, but it would be even more cruel to let her walk around with a unibrow.