Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Not quite what I promised...
So, haven't written in awhile, but Alli has been doing a great job as a guest poster on my blog. Well, I guess we can go ahead and call it our blog now, since she now has close to the same number of posts as me (and because she went ahead and added herself to the account when I wasn't looking). So welcome back to OUR blog.
Well, as I promised a few entries back, I was planning on catching you all up on all the holidays and fun stuff we have been doing over the past few months. I wasted at least an hour of my life last night (not that you all aren't worth it) trying to get a bunch of photos, comments, etc. up on the blog, but apparently bloggin' ain't as easy as it seems (us bloggers say things like "bloggin' " which is short for blogging). Or maybe I just haven't mastered the art of posting a picture on the World Wide Web. But anyways, as you can see... it didn't happen. We're just gonna skip over that entry for now...but you will still get it at some point.
For now, I'll give you with a picture of our wee little Miriam Aislinn O' Bashaw in her St. Patty's Day green.
And I'll share our picks for the Madness that is March (Miri and Prescott went through an intensive decision making process to formulate their picks...Miri chose based on which representative hand tasted the most delicious, while Pres really threw us a curveball and chose based on which representative hand held the treat he believed to have tasted the most delicious. Allison and I used similar techniques.) I give you our Final Four...
Jason Allison Miriam Prescott
*Ohio State *Duke *Wisconsin *Penn State
Notre Dame Florida Hampton Kansas
Duke Ohio State Washington Princeton
Kansas State Kansas Purdue Butler
*Pick to win it all (Alli claims she in no way encouraged Miri to pick the Badgers to win it all). May the best team (ahem...buckeyes) win!
Oh, and last order of business before I bid you adieu. Miri can sit up all by herself now!!!
Adieu.
Well, as I promised a few entries back, I was planning on catching you all up on all the holidays and fun stuff we have been doing over the past few months. I wasted at least an hour of my life last night (not that you all aren't worth it) trying to get a bunch of photos, comments, etc. up on the blog, but apparently bloggin' ain't as easy as it seems (us bloggers say things like "bloggin' " which is short for blogging). Or maybe I just haven't mastered the art of posting a picture on the World Wide Web. But anyways, as you can see... it didn't happen. We're just gonna skip over that entry for now...but you will still get it at some point.
For now, I'll give you with a picture of our wee little Miriam Aislinn O' Bashaw in her St. Patty's Day green.
And I'll share our picks for the Madness that is March (Miri and Prescott went through an intensive decision making process to formulate their picks...Miri chose based on which representative hand tasted the most delicious, while Pres really threw us a curveball and chose based on which representative hand held the treat he believed to have tasted the most delicious. Allison and I used similar techniques.) I give you our Final Four...
Jason Allison Miriam Prescott
*Ohio State *Duke *Wisconsin *Penn State
Notre Dame Florida Hampton Kansas
Duke Ohio State Washington Princeton
Kansas State Kansas Purdue Butler
*Pick to win it all (Alli claims she in no way encouraged Miri to pick the Badgers to win it all). May the best team (ahem...buckeyes) win!
Oh, and last order of business before I bid you adieu. Miri can sit up all by herself now!!!
Adieu.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Wordless Wednesday
So I'm gonna try something new. Every Wednesday, I will post a picture. No writing, just a picture. Here is this week's:
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Reflections on 6 months...
Our little Miriam Aislinn is now 6 months old! Where does time go? I can't believe in another 6 months, we'll be celebrating her first birthday. It just blows my mind!
I must reminisce.
6 months & 1 day ago, Jason & I were enjoying our last night as a "married without kids" couple. We went out for a gluttonous dinner at one of our favorite restaurants, we enjoyed each other's company thoroughly, and we marveled in the fact that in 12 hours from our dinner date, we'd have our baby in our arms (there's the benefit of a scheduled c-section, I guess). We still didn't truly know if Poppy was a boy or a girl (except for my motherly intuition, which was screaming GIRL from just about day 1), we had no idea what he/she would look like, we had no real idea what parenting would be like. We knew we'd love this baby, and we knew we loved each other, and that was about all we knew, but all that mattered.
At 9:23 AM on Wednesday September 8, 2010, our lives changed forever. Our sweet baby GIRL(!) was born. Dr. Dennis's first words were "Well, I can tell you it's a girl!" (remember, Miri was being pulled out bottom-first from her little breech resting spot) and then "She's a true redhead!" and then "Oh, she's a BIG girl" (she really wasn't, it was just those big lovely kissable cheeks). I remember saying "It's a GIRL! I knew she was a girl!" and then I remember Jason & I both crying. I should correct myself now, because I know Jason will say "I didn't cry!" I CRIED and Jason got teary-eyed (he cannot deny that). I didn't get to hold her because she needed to be examined immediately (de rigueur for c-section babies), plus my arms were strapped down to the table, but the neonatologist held her up for me to look at as she whisked her to the baby examining spot. Jason looked at me with a look of complete confusion. I knew he was torn because he felt like he shouldn't leave his poor wife all alone on the operating table, yet he was aching to see his baby girl up close, touch her, meet her. I of course sent him with our Poppy! I could hear her wailing away (a great sound!). After a few minutes, Jason came back and showed me pictures of her. And then a few minutes after that, he brought her to me. She was still crying. And then the most magical moment of my entire life occurred. He put her up to my face and I kissed her and told her I loved her so much... and she stopped crying. She HEARD MY VOICE & STOPPED CRYING! This was truly my baby, and she knew me, and I knew her. This was the most amazing, beautiful experience of my life.
We have really gotten to know our little Miri over the last 6 months. She's a little person now, with her very own personality. So, who is she? She is exceptionally good-natured but also strong-willed (she IS a redhead, remember?). She's generous with smiles, and those smiles light up any room that she's in. She is starting to really learn to PLAY now. She reaches for Mommy, Daddy, and her beloved furry brother Prescott. She reaches for favorite toys. She clearly understands cause-and-effect, at least in some circumstances. One of her favorite toys is this rocking snail that Jason & I got her for Christmas. She very obviously understands that when she makes the snail rock, it will sing & light up, to her utter delight. She hits it when it stops so that it will go again. Trust me, she VERY clearly knows what it means when Mommy puts the Boppy around her waist (and I cannot move fast enough for her in that situation!). I know Piaget will disagree with me, but I swear she understands object permanence. The other day, I covered up her favorite rattle with a blanket, and guess what? She pulled that blanket right off it & picked up the rattle! And then gave me a very self-satisfied smirk. She is starting to think Peekaboo is a hilariously funny game. She's honestly not much of a cuddler, except when she's tired, but her smiles, giggles, touching our faces, and reaching for us clearly demonstrate her love. And we both do relish those increasingly rare sleepy, cuddly moments! She loves to move move MOVE these days and is no longer a big fan of being restrained in her carseat. She sleeps 12 hours every night... often straight through but sometimes still wanting 1 quick nursing session in the middle of the night. She can effectively self-soothe by rubbing her face &/or sucking her thumb. She has started to eat rice cereal, and tomorrow she will be trying (organic) baby applesauce for the first time. I could write about her forever, but I think I've said enough.
6 month doctor's appt stats: 25.25 inches (25th percentile for 6 month old girls) and 13 lbs, 3.5 oz (7th percentile). Ma petite princesse! Her new pediatrician, Dr. Esser, said she is the picture of health and that she's a very strong little girl, despite being a skinny mini Miri.
And now, what you've all been waiting for... the PICTURES! Thanks for putting up with my rambling reminiscence! :)
I must reminisce.
6 months & 1 day ago, Jason & I were enjoying our last night as a "married without kids" couple. We went out for a gluttonous dinner at one of our favorite restaurants, we enjoyed each other's company thoroughly, and we marveled in the fact that in 12 hours from our dinner date, we'd have our baby in our arms (there's the benefit of a scheduled c-section, I guess). We still didn't truly know if Poppy was a boy or a girl (except for my motherly intuition, which was screaming GIRL from just about day 1), we had no idea what he/she would look like, we had no real idea what parenting would be like. We knew we'd love this baby, and we knew we loved each other, and that was about all we knew, but all that mattered.
At 9:23 AM on Wednesday September 8, 2010, our lives changed forever. Our sweet baby GIRL(!) was born. Dr. Dennis's first words were "Well, I can tell you it's a girl!" (remember, Miri was being pulled out bottom-first from her little breech resting spot) and then "She's a true redhead!" and then "Oh, she's a BIG girl" (she really wasn't, it was just those big lovely kissable cheeks). I remember saying "It's a GIRL! I knew she was a girl!" and then I remember Jason & I both crying. I should correct myself now, because I know Jason will say "I didn't cry!" I CRIED and Jason got teary-eyed (he cannot deny that). I didn't get to hold her because she needed to be examined immediately (de rigueur for c-section babies), plus my arms were strapped down to the table, but the neonatologist held her up for me to look at as she whisked her to the baby examining spot. Jason looked at me with a look of complete confusion. I knew he was torn because he felt like he shouldn't leave his poor wife all alone on the operating table, yet he was aching to see his baby girl up close, touch her, meet her. I of course sent him with our Poppy! I could hear her wailing away (a great sound!). After a few minutes, Jason came back and showed me pictures of her. And then a few minutes after that, he brought her to me. She was still crying. And then the most magical moment of my entire life occurred. He put her up to my face and I kissed her and told her I loved her so much... and she stopped crying. She HEARD MY VOICE & STOPPED CRYING! This was truly my baby, and she knew me, and I knew her. This was the most amazing, beautiful experience of my life.
We have really gotten to know our little Miri over the last 6 months. She's a little person now, with her very own personality. So, who is she? She is exceptionally good-natured but also strong-willed (she IS a redhead, remember?). She's generous with smiles, and those smiles light up any room that she's in. She is starting to really learn to PLAY now. She reaches for Mommy, Daddy, and her beloved furry brother Prescott. She reaches for favorite toys. She clearly understands cause-and-effect, at least in some circumstances. One of her favorite toys is this rocking snail that Jason & I got her for Christmas. She very obviously understands that when she makes the snail rock, it will sing & light up, to her utter delight. She hits it when it stops so that it will go again. Trust me, she VERY clearly knows what it means when Mommy puts the Boppy around her waist (and I cannot move fast enough for her in that situation!). I know Piaget will disagree with me, but I swear she understands object permanence. The other day, I covered up her favorite rattle with a blanket, and guess what? She pulled that blanket right off it & picked up the rattle! And then gave me a very self-satisfied smirk. She is starting to think Peekaboo is a hilariously funny game. She's honestly not much of a cuddler, except when she's tired, but her smiles, giggles, touching our faces, and reaching for us clearly demonstrate her love. And we both do relish those increasingly rare sleepy, cuddly moments! She loves to move move MOVE these days and is no longer a big fan of being restrained in her carseat. She sleeps 12 hours every night... often straight through but sometimes still wanting 1 quick nursing session in the middle of the night. She can effectively self-soothe by rubbing her face &/or sucking her thumb. She has started to eat rice cereal, and tomorrow she will be trying (organic) baby applesauce for the first time. I could write about her forever, but I think I've said enough.
6 month doctor's appt stats: 25.25 inches (25th percentile for 6 month old girls) and 13 lbs, 3.5 oz (7th percentile). Ma petite princesse! Her new pediatrician, Dr. Esser, said she is the picture of health and that she's a very strong little girl, despite being a skinny mini Miri.
And now, what you've all been waiting for... the PICTURES! Thanks for putting up with my rambling reminiscence! :)
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| Pretty girl! |
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| Yum yum! |
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The girl has a million toys, but Daddy's glasses are more interesting than all of them combined. |
 Mommy's best friend |
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Super Dad!
Hello out there to anyone still occasionally checking this blog! This is Allison writing this time! I apologize for the very long amount of time elapsed between blog posts. Jason & I promise to try to do better... but please note that TRY is the operative word. Life seems to be a little busy for us! Jason is working lots of hours at his new job, and I am enjoying my new job as (temporary) full-time stay-at-home mommy. My new boss, Miss Miriam, is the best boss I've ever had... but she can be a little demanding. She likes Mommy's attention to be square on her during all waking hours. I am happy to oblige however. :) Wouldn't you be if you saw this little face all the time?
Anyway, I just wanted to write a little post on why Jason gets the title of Super Dad. Jason amazes me every day with his work ethic, both at redprairie and at home. First of all, he is working super super hard at his new job. He puts in long hours every day and often logs on at night and on weekends to work more. You'd think he has nothing left to give... but he gives of himself so freely to me & Miri (& Prescott too, of course). He often uses his precious lunch breaks to run errands for us... and he's been known to come home with an outfit or two (or ten) for Miri or a new toy. :) Every morning before work, he helps me out by getting her medicine set up. As always, he helps out with the household cleaning, cooking, shopping, etc. I am so lucky to have him as a husband. And Miri ADORES her Daddy! Often by the time he gets home from work, she is quite tired and getting a bit crabby (yes, that precious girl can get crabby, believe it or not). But when she sees her Daddy... big frowns turn to big smiles every time! Jason does her bedtime routine most nights, and Miri loves this special bonding time w/ Daddy. And on the weekends, he showers her with so much love and attention and lots of fun playtime. She especially loves when Daddy holds her up so high and flies her around! She also is a huge fan of story time w/ Daddy. Last weekend, Jason spent over 30 minutes lying on his back on the floor next to Miri, reading book after book, holding them above both their heads so she could see all the pictures. He does fabulous Sesame Street character voices, and she just loves it! Just when you think you couldn't possibly love a man more... you see him with your daughter, and it makes you appreciate him all the more. So hats off to my Jason, my wonderful husband, my best friend, and #1 Daddy.
Anyway, I just wanted to write a little post on why Jason gets the title of Super Dad. Jason amazes me every day with his work ethic, both at redprairie and at home. First of all, he is working super super hard at his new job. He puts in long hours every day and often logs on at night and on weekends to work more. You'd think he has nothing left to give... but he gives of himself so freely to me & Miri (& Prescott too, of course). He often uses his precious lunch breaks to run errands for us... and he's been known to come home with an outfit or two (or ten) for Miri or a new toy. :) Every morning before work, he helps me out by getting her medicine set up. As always, he helps out with the household cleaning, cooking, shopping, etc. I am so lucky to have him as a husband. And Miri ADORES her Daddy! Often by the time he gets home from work, she is quite tired and getting a bit crabby (yes, that precious girl can get crabby, believe it or not). But when she sees her Daddy... big frowns turn to big smiles every time! Jason does her bedtime routine most nights, and Miri loves this special bonding time w/ Daddy. And on the weekends, he showers her with so much love and attention and lots of fun playtime. She especially loves when Daddy holds her up so high and flies her around! She also is a huge fan of story time w/ Daddy. Last weekend, Jason spent over 30 minutes lying on his back on the floor next to Miri, reading book after book, holding them above both their heads so she could see all the pictures. He does fabulous Sesame Street character voices, and she just loves it! Just when you think you couldn't possibly love a man more... you see him with your daughter, and it makes you appreciate him all the more. So hats off to my Jason, my wonderful husband, my best friend, and #1 Daddy.
| Her onesie says it all! |
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