poop-a-palooza

all is well with Klan Douglas. GJ is growing like a weed and getting more verbal all the time. She is still having trouble, but my trusty therapist Shameka says Childrens only talk when they need to. So that just means i'm a great anticipator.
She has been a busy girl. Playdates, climbing Pinnacle with her godfather David, mothers day out, library dates, coloring... ahh the good life.
Yaya is coming for a visit tomorrow and delivering a hog cheerleading uniform, and i am so excited. hopefully gonna get her in it in full Razorback regallia! Cant wait.
Johnny has taken Command of the 1037th here is LR, so no more traveling to Jonesboro. His gas tank is excited about that, and today he is bragging b/c he got to take a helicopter ride to see a construction site they are working on at one of the armories.

so tired this evening. gonna be short. speaking of short... Gracie Jane enjoyed New Moon tonight, put her right to sleep. ahhhh. vampires save the day again. night all. catch you at the turn.

POOPAPALOOZA, by gracie jane.
Regular day. Gym. Lunch. Nap. Home depot where i pooped in my car seat and mommy thought my diaper was wet. You see, i usually cry or grunt when i poo, but this was a silent killer poo. mommy got me out of the car seat and says ' oh, your pants are wet, you must have leaked' she turns to daddy who has a weird look on his face and started laughing. There was poo on the back of my shirt! Daddy says he would run the bath water, it's that time of day, and mommy carries me in at arms length... impressive. she strips me down. theres poo on my legs, and shoulders and im just laughing away. im so funny! mommy gagged alot, daddy covered his nose. i thought it was great!

TAKE TWO!

Well were gonna try this again, now that GJ is up and at em, maybe we can blog together. so here are some recent pics, and we will update soon, as for now, time for bed.

Showers and More Smiles

Showers... as in bathing is such a luxury i totally took for granted. I bask in the thought of using conditioner again, smelling the soap and feeling the water on my face. Not that i am stinking, and if i am the dogs and baby aren't saying so, but it might be the reason GJ has that constipated look on her face when i pick her up. Johnny was gone all weekend and i snuck a birdbath in on Saturday, but my hair needs help ( and a trim if anyone is wondering). Now, the smiles. While it might be related to my not showering, she had her shots on Friday and now I'm paranoid about the amount of smiles per day and to whom. While she is a little person, and genetically inclined to be a little nutty, there is a spot in my house i can place her and she will laugh and giggle and coo and squeak with delight. It is not in the swing or in front of me or the TV, it is in front of a huge (6x5 ft) tapestry in my room above my bed. It is black and white iris'. She literally jets her neck out around me to see it. She LAUGHS at it. I hope this means she is an art fanatic or creative or something like that. But if i pick her up she acts like i shot her puppy and gives me 'a look'. So i might need to drape myself in this tapestry, but then she would find her other buddy in the house, the ceiling fan in the living room. she giggles at that too. I'm worried. i wish she would laugh at me like that. anyhoo, i realize lights and fans and black and white are 'their thing' right now, but i want to have fun too, she is 8 weeks old today. Growing so fast!

Breastmilk, Smiles and Shots

Not that they are correlated, but lets get started. Breastmilk is the best milk. While i completely understand this statement, it has left us fever free for the 8 weeks of RSV season, and happy, gassy (not my fault) baby. But at 3 in the morning when i'm pumping b/c my boobs might explode, it's a little bitter. I am appreciative of the weightloss that it provides, and the ability to eat twice my babies weight in M&M's, it is still a neucince (sp?). How long is long enough? Or How short, is short enough? The bottles of pre-made formula mock me at the store, like a nice pair of flip flops. "Buy me, use me, i will make you happy" But, the breast milk makes GJ sooo happy/gassy. did i mention she only gets it from the bottle. She refuses to go to the breast, she is overwhelmed and hates it. She has that WTF look on her face and cries, so the bottle it is. Which leads me to my next week point, SMILES. small ones, smirky ones, big gummy first thing in the morning ones, precious. makes sleepless nights so worth it. She is gorgeous, amazing, beautiful and mine. On to the opposite of smiles....
We had our first round of shots today. I dont reccomend this process, although necessary, it is horrible. You first wait in the friendly well baby waiting room with friendly people and thier unsuspecting little ones, then you talk to the friendly nurse in the smaller friendly waiting room, and while you wait for the friendly doctor to talk to you, these shrills and blood curdling screams echo down the hall in a looming manner. You try to guess the age of each scream...nervous laughter... and then the friendly doc comes and goes and here comes to the nurse again. oh boy. I make johnny hold her down b/c he's gonna be gone all weekend and wont have to look at his face and ask him why. I sit back, they stick, she turns PURPLE b/c un beknownst to me she has one of those sad, hold your breath silent cries and turns PURPLE before she participates in the blood curdling scream of the century. I'm definitely sure she used cuss words i have never even heard before. But my heart heard them. johnny laughed b/c her face scrunches like a raisin WHEN she turns purple. and the nurse is saying, 'love on her, love on her' i immediately start crying as hard as she is, my tears dropping on her tears, as i jerk her away from johnny to hold her tight and let her know its over. DEEP BREATH. We dress her and its all over, shes fine, im traumatized, we go to sonic for MY treat like my mom did when i got shots. The tradition continues, and we have to return in another 2 months to do it all over again. i cant wait.