No doubt about it, we really have been rolling through 2010 at a ridiculously crazy pace. So much going on, so little time to blog about it. From now on I will make a concerted effort to blog at a more consistent pace. This whole blogging thing was much easier when I was pregnant and off work, or post-baby and out of work.
Well, so. Where to start? Tiny Baby? At 7.71 months - no longer tiny. (That decimal was for Mike, who is getting A's in Math even if it kills him). Mike & college? With two small exceptions he is pulling straight A's. The exceptions? He got A-'s in two of his classes. Work? I actually enjoy my job and am good at it. Mike's job? He likes his job and is also good at it. Cats? Crazy as ever, but have settled down a bit I think. Yappy dogs? Probably still yappy, but nowhere near me anymore - I've moved.
Where have I moved, you ask? To a house! Indeed. We purchased a nice little house in North Raleigh, and I am loving it. I don't think I will ever go back to apartments. If I had to rent ever again I would try to rent a house. I have no one above, below, or to the sides of me. I don't have to worry about what time of night I do my laundry or my vacuuming, or how loud I play my music when I clean. If I don't like something I can change it (Lowes/Home Depot here I come!). I have space for the baby to crawl around when she starts and for the cats to play. The sad thing is that I had enough furniture in my 1 bedroom apartment to comfortably fill up a 3 bedroom home. I only got two new pieces of furniture when I moved: an entertainment center (which broke when we tried to move it) and a coffee table (which is so sturdy you could not break it if you dropped it from a 3 story rooftop). I think I was either super efficient at the old place to fit everything in, or super crowded. We'll go with efficient.
Meanwhile Rachel changes weekly and learns things daily. She grabs everything with her tiny little pincer grasp, which is hilarious. She rocks back and forth on her hands and knees (see embedded picture) and scoots backwards, but has not quite started to crawl yet. New sounds, combinations of mastered consonants and vowels, trills, and giggles pour out of her at a furious pace. EVERYthing goes into the mouth. Yesterday I realized her first tooth had cut through her little gums completely and will soon be sprouting up, I am sure. She is not quite 8 months, but is on the upper end of her 6-9 month clothes. Peek-a-boo and spashing in the bathtub are current favorites. Can she really be this big already? I am astounded at how fast things change with her.
For now I must go, but more updates to come in the near future. :)
