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Well hello there blog world. Miss me? I miss you. Things have been uber busy though around these parts. I tried to talk myself into wanting to buy a new house, but it wasn't meant to be. The house I liked ended up just being weird and needing a lot of work. Plus my lovely husband just doesn't have the time to do what needs to be done to that house. If it was in better shape and didn't have the strange in-law suite I would have gone screaming to Seth to buy it. But after I looked at it I realized some things. I want a house closer to my parents and to Seth's work. I want at least 2,000 square feet. And I want there to be at least four rooms. And I want an AMAZING kitchen. I think the kitchen is the most important part because I want to be spending time there making delicious things!
Its been an eventful tough week. The end of the week is going to be even harder, my Mom has decided to put our almost 20 year old dog to sleep. She is just getting so old and miserable. It is very, very sad. April is more well traveled than my husband. April has pooped in more countries than I have probably. So it's really sad. We got April when my brother and I started pretending we had an imaginary dog named "Apple Jack" then we went to the pet store to get my brother turtles (not of the teenage mutant variety) for his birthday and I talked my parents into getting a dog. April was a horrible puppy. I can't believe she survived. She used to eat the crotches out of our underwear that were drying on the line. She used to eat my Dad's tools in the Arizona Room when we lived in Arizona. (Seriously, how did my Dad let her live?) She once ate my UB40 cd. But besides eating a ton of stuff, she was a true sweetheart. She was beyond loyal, she loved to run and go for walks and have her belly rubbed. She truly was the best dog for our family.
I'm all weepy all of the sudden. I was watching Boston Med and they had a baby with a heart problem and they had the oxygen monitor on the baby and the oxygen level started falling and it made this noise, a noise you only know if you have had a baby in the NICU and I heard it and my stomach dropped and I started crying. That noise means your baby usually isn't breathing well and for us it meant we weren't going home for another hour every time the damn thing went off.
I just went and got Evie out of her bassinet to hold her and sob a little. Don't you judge me.

Let's see what else is new? My baby is super awesome, but you could have guessed that. She is demanding to drink out of a cup. My wonderful brother decided to help a sister out and made all of her baby food for me, so she is currently enjoying pears (her favorite), squished squash, sweet potato, and beets. The beets gross me out. They smell like dirt and turn her poop neon red. Which was not exciting to expirence, even though I knew it was coming. You still pull that diaper off and go, HOLY RED SHIT!
She loves taking baths, but I promised everyone she is related to with a penis that I wouldn't post her naked lady parts on the internet so I can't show you the adorable video I have of it. Blame them. Prudes.
She only likes to be held in one of my arms, so as she gains weight (almost 13 pounds!) I'm slowly starting to look like this dude from Lady in the Water:

She also likes to grab on to the head on the back of my head and yank on the hairs, so not only will I be winning tons of arm wrestling tourney's for cash for my new memory foam mattress, but I will also be bald on the left side of my head. I wonder what my nickname will be? Super Strong Baldy Mom?
I wore Mom shorts for the first time the other day. No seriously, I literally wore my Mom's shorts. She was giving a bag of clothes away to the vets and I went thru them first. I was ashamed and sad, but also really, really comfortable, so I pretended I was bloated and ignored the fact that I ate pretty much everything in the fridge. Instead of spending money on food I've been spending it at Target and Walmart. I've been buying Evie toys. I bought her one of those things you put in the shapes or blocks into the proper holes and it makes noise. She figured out its easier to just pull the blocks out of the hole and bang them on the part that makes the noise instead of going thru all the trouble of trying to fit them in the right hole. She is also trying to figure out how to get out of her car seat, she hates it so much. I caught her the other day, in the mirror, fiddling around with the buckle. I'm going to have to get Seth to rig up something to keep her from pushing the button, because she will figure it out. She's got Seth's brain up there. I have a feeling those two will sit around and have conversations I won't even begin to understand and then I will be like "Hey remember on Grey's Anatomy in season 3 when Meredith did that thing and it was funny?" and she will roll her eyes at me and Seth will smile and shake his head and I'll go to the kitchen and drink my cooking sherry and remember how I used to take her out of her bassinet and cry before she knew how to roll her eyes. And then I will talk to the cats for a while. Like you do.
Is summer over yet? I'm so over summer. I'm ready for fall and winter and cute coats. And guess what? I don't have to worry about driving anymore. And neither do you in the Omaha area. And I can stay inside and cuddle with Evie and make snowmen with her and make her hot chocolate. Okay maybe that would be for me, but still.
She is such a cuddler. today we were taking a nap and she woke up and I was pretending to be still be asleep so she would go back to sleep because she was trying to take one of her ten minute naps. She stared at me for a while and tried to crawl up my side and stick her fingers in my mouth because she knows that's where the sound comes from. She finally gave up and laid back down on her back and sighed like a forty year old woman. Then she closed her eyes and scooched over under my armpit and cuddled with me. It was probably the cutest thing ever. I wish Seth had seen it. In fact I wish she would do it to Seth.
People think that she doesn't like them because she likes to be held by me for awhile before she will warm up to someone. Its so irritating. She is five months old. I spend 24 hours a day with her. Of course she likes and trusts me. The more time you spend with her the more she will like you too. Sigh. Sometimes I just get frustrated that people don't understand her the way I do and see how beautiful and smart and funny she is. I know it will get better as she gets older. At least I hope so!
Alright friends, while I love rambling to you-I also love not smelling like baby barf and sour milk. So I've got to catch a quick shower while the baby is sleeping.
Be back when I can!
Love (catching up),
Carrie