Monday, February 8, 2010

I Love You

By far the best book we have ever been given (thanks Gramps, which is now "Pa Pa" by choice of Claire).

The book.



My sweet girl reading the book.



The last word of every sentence is a picture, and she knows the word to almost every picture in the book. She "reads" with me every night and I love it. She gets her footy PJ's on, grabs the book off the shelf, and backs up until she falls into my lap to read. I love the smell of her yummy shampooed head as I nuzzle into her hair as we read.

One more reason why life is oh, so good.

Friday, February 5, 2010

Simple Things

Sometimes I get really down and feel sorry for myself for all the crap that we deal with on a daily basis. Then I hear the sweetest 4 letter word in the whole entire world, "mama", and realize that I'm actually pretty darn lucky. My simple things list I stole from Kelly's Korner.

1) Being called "mama"
2) Big hugs from little arms that barely reach around my neck. And a kiss smack dab on the mouth that lasts for 5 seconds and leaves you with the sweet taste of milk and strawberries (LOVE it)
3) Rain on the gutters in the morning
4) Cartoons in bed on Saturday mornings. And the way Claire likes the pillows to be propped up just so so that she can lounge and watch Clubhouse M.ickey
5) Kind of liking the Hot Dog song at the end of M.ickey
6) Claire just out of the bath - the sweet baby smells
7) My husband's warm body next to me at night
8) My sister
9) My mom
10) Silly Smiles

11) Sleeping in until 8 on the weekends
12) G.ymboree and Baby G.ap
13) Pigtails

14) Dark Chocolate
15) Watching my baby girl eat a bowl of Fruit Loops all by herself






I am so blessed.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Tough Days Ahead

We've always had feeding issues with Claire. Since she was 3 months old we've been dealing with reflux and fighting bottles. When she was a mere 6 pounds we were able to, literally, force feed her. And we did. We did for almost a year. It was hell. She cried, we cried. But it had to be done. Then she turned one and we took the bottle away and poof, things improved. She was eating all table food and was eating a big variety of different things. We were finally settling into a somewhat "normal" lifestyle as far as eating was concerned. We cooked and Claire ate what we ate. We went out to dinner and she ate off of our plates. It was nice and relaxing and somewhat stress-free. You all know eating out with a 15 month old has its own stresses in itself - is the high chair covered? is the table wiped down with antibacterial wipes? do we have the toys attached so that they don't hit the floor and thus, become unusable again? Is there a 2 foot space in front of her so that she can't possible spill ANYTHING? Those stresses. But the actual FOOD was not one.

About 13-14 months we started to see some changes. She started preferring some foods over others, which is completely normal at that age, as her taste buds were changing and developing. But it was more than that. We would put food on her tray and she would use her index finger to push on it. If the food gave in in any way, she screamed and shoved it away. She only wanted things that were hard or crunchy. Her food choices were slowly and slowly narrowing down. We were constantly trying to find new things that she would eat to give her some variety and to make sure she was eating a balanced diet. The months went by and more and more foods were being eliminated, by her, from her diet. She would scream and throw tantrums when a food was on her plate that she didn't want. She refused to eat anything at that point.

She got sick and lost 5 ounces, and when you're only 22 pounds, that's a lot.

Ryan and I were at our breaking point.

We met with Claire's GI doctor yesterday and she urged us to see the Feeding Team at St. L.ouis C.hildren's Hospital for sensory issues, amongst other things. They will evaluate her and watch her eat (or attempt to eat) a meal and see where we go from there. Dr. B said that therapy could be anywhere from 2-5 days a week, lasting 6 months to 2 years! I just need some help. I just need someone to watch her behavior and tell me exactly what to do. Because we've tried everything and I don't know what to do anymore.

We know that we are SO VERY blessed that Claire is here with us and healthy in so many other ways, but when it's your child who is going through this, it's the worst thing in the world. My heart just aches for the beautiful, innocent angel.



Please keep us in your thoughts and prayers. We have a long, tough road ahead of us...

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Tough Days

We've had a tough couple of days. Claire has been sick. Fevers that require BOTH M.otrin and T.ylenol to break them. Coughs that require breathing treatments every 3 hours. Coughs that make her sweet little voice so hoarse that she can hardly squeak out a whine. Coughs that make her throw up slimy mucous all over the carpet. Miserable. But through it all, all of the coughing and sweating and chills and snotty noses, my little trooper still had a smile on her face. And I love this little face more and more every single day.



I love her just out of the bath. Baby towels that still drape over her head, goosebumps cover her skin, her hair damp and smells of delicious baby smells. She snuggles into me and fits like a glove into the crook of my arm. I love this time with her and never want it to end.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

This and That

These last few months I’ve sat down to write and nothing seems to come to mind. I have a whole list of drafts in my folder that just don’t seem publishable. There’s just not much going on. Nothing more exciting than playing, that is.

Claire is adorable as usual. She is loving all her new Christmas toys…every day seems like Christmas when she discovers a new toy that she forgot that she had! She has a few favorites:

She loves her Sesame Street doll house. I love it too. She lays on her tummy with her feet in the air and we play with the dolls – Elmo, Cookie, Big Bird, Ernie – but no Bert, I can’t figure that one out. She actually makes the dolls “walk” and we talk to each other in “Elmo talk”, but she is ALWAYS Elmo, and I let her ( ; It is so much fun to play with her and she plays back.

We also frequent the tea set on her new table and chairs set and have parties with juice and Fruit Loops. We cook in her new kitchen and she loves to wear the apron and line up all the dishes on the dining room table. She brings me cups with spoons and feed me while making slurping sounds. Such a little girl!!

She has her favorite new castle tent that we spend hours, did you notice the “s” on the end of the “hour”. Uh huh. Hours are spent in this tent, and it gets kinda hot in there when she insists that the door stays closed. And she always wants it closed. But I love the closeness in the tent. We read books and sing songs – her favorites are “Elmo’s World” and “Baby Bop Hop”. I sing a verse, then I stop and she sings her own version. Her voice is the most precious, angelic, darling, sweet, kissable sound that I’ve ever heard!!!

We are having a blast. Playing and pretending and learning and growing. I love this age. She is growing up so fast that I just want her to slow down for a teeny tiny bit and stay this way for a little bit longer.

Monday, January 11, 2010

The Many Faces of Claire Elizabeth

This little girl oozes with personality. She makes me smile and laugh more than I ever did before. She brings out the kid in me again and I love it. This is Claire Elizabeth...



How can you not love this face???? How can you not kiss this face over and over and over? Seriously people, HOW?

Monday, January 4, 2010

Claire's First Haircut

I have put this day off as long as I could. I don't know why a silly haircut was so terrifying to me. Maybe it's because it would be a part of her that will gone. Maybe it's because I love that silky blonde hair more than anything. And I know we weren't going to CUT CUT it, but still. The other night though I was looking at her beautiful head of hair and realized that the little "tail" she sports in the back needed to come off. I showed my sister EXACTLY what I wanted cut off, nothing more, nothing less, and we agreed to an appointment Saturday morning. I woke up, so excited. I don't know why, I guess I'm just a dork like that. We got up and dressed and went to have donuts for breakfast. Claire literally jumped out of my arms to point at the sprinkled donuts in the case. She got one and ate the whole entire thing.

We got to the salon and got Claire all ready. She sat there like an angel. She felt so pretty, she looked so old. Sitting there all by herself in the chair, with a cape on, getting her very first haircut!




The first snip!



She wasn't quite tall enough, so I moved in and she sat on my lap for the rest of it.


She got a sucker when she was almost done so Auntie could even up the sides.


Then she got a quick blow-dry.


And voila, she was done!




And I did ok too.