Name in the sand

Recently, on the stillbirth support forum I am a part of, one of the ladies posted a link to the blog "To write their names in the sand." I thought it was a beautiful idea, and took a moment to request that she write Cora's name.

It's a beautiful picture.


Thank you Carly

Rendezvous

Next weekend (Sept. 19-22) is the Rendezvous for the American Association of Petroleum Geologists. Matt will be attending again this year. He's turning in his resumé (which looks really good) today.

Can we please get any extra thoughts and prayers that any of you have that he will be able to get a job during this?

She surprises me every day.

So, today I was put Erin's toys away and did a really good sweep. When I finally let her off the couch again, I handed her her doll. It's been buried under the rest of her stuffed animals so she hasn't played with it in quite a while. As I was putting the rest of the furniture back where it belonged I looked over at Erin and she was kissing her doll. And then she looked at me and said "Baby!"

I've never called her dolly a baby. But we've been around several small babies lately, so apparently she made that connection on her own

She's so SMART! I love it!


And in other news, I scheduled my ultrasound today. It'll be on Friday, October 10th, at 1:30 pm. So hopefully this baby is more like Erin, and not stubborn like Cora, and lets us get a "money shot." Will Erin get a baby brother or sister? What do you think?

Seven years ago today

I woke up late that morning. I jumped in the shower and got to the Smith building as fast as I could. It turns out that my Russian teacher was running late too, so most of my classmates were gathered outside the classroom door, waiting for it to be unlocked.

It took me a few seconds to understand what the conversation buzz was. And then I had to say "Wait...an airplane did what?"

In low voices they explained it to me.

A roommate and I stopped by a friend's apartment so we could watch the live news coverage, since our stupid landlords hadn't gotten our cable (or internet OR phones!!) hooked up yet. We saw the second tower fall. I'll never ever forget that.

Later that day the managers to our apartments set up a free long distance phone line so that we could call our families. When it was finally my turn, my hands were shaking almost too bad to dial the number and I was in tears before Dad even answered. The conversation was really short.

"Hi Dad"
"Nano's okay"
"Oh good."
"Are you okay?"
"Okay as I can be."
"Oh good."
"Well, there's a line, so I'd better go."
"Okay, love you bye."

The girl behind me was from New York. She was VERY stressed out and very glad I'd kept it really short.


Later, in newspapers and in the news they said that 9/11 would be to my generation like Pearl Harbor was to that one. We would always remember where we were and what we were doing.

I still get chills on this day. I still say and quick prayer for all the families affected. I still say a prayer for our nation.

I will never forget.

Finally!!

Erin's third tooth has finally cut! After two days of crabbiness, she has a visable, and feelable tooth. It's the upper left front one. And the one to the left of that is next. Her right front doesn't look at like it's planning on appearing any time soon...

That will look strange.

15 month wellbaby check

First of all, WHERE did the last 15 months go????


So, Erin had a wellbaby checkup today. No shots, since she current, so it was just the normal height, weight, ears and such check.

She is 31.5 inches tall (82%) and 22lbs8oz (45%). Her weight is beginning to catch up to her height, but she's still tall and lean. What can I say, she got her daddy's genes for that one!

It's Monday!

Monday is my "turnover day" and the day that I take my weekly belly picture. Why am I doing this? Well, I don't have many of Cora because I didn't take them regularly. I always felt that I missed out, you know? Because those few are all I have. So I guess that I'm keeping up, just in case. But I guess I should clean my mirror! >_<

So here is my 15 week belly

And here's some pics and stuff of Erin. This dress is one that my mom made for me to wear when I was little, and it finally fits her. Cute cute!

And this outfit Mom just made Erin. It makes her look like a gumdrop I think. An adorable gumdrop though!

And a video of Erin watching a youtube video of funny cats. I really wish I had gotten her say "Geeyee!" but she never did it while the camera was going!

Sunday Morning

So, we don't have church until 1:30pm. Which means our Sunday mornings are pretty lazy. And what is a better activity on a lazy Sunday morning, than taking pictures?

So here are Erin's new jammies:

And Daddy got a new keyboard, so the old one is now Erin's.


And she likes playing Wii with Daddy too.

And, just because it's funny:

I've been trying to teach Erin not to turn the TV on and off. So today she walked up to the TV, turned it on, looked at me and shook her head No!, and then turned it off. >_<

The window

Erin loves going outside. And at times when we aren't outside, she likes to be in the window. This always causes me a little bit of trepidation, but today it was cool enough that the window is latched shut, so I don't have to worry as much about her falling out it...and I'm sitting behind her watching her, so she won't fall backwards onto the floor.

And of course, being me, I have to take pictures. And I thought I would share.

Standing

Alfalfa hair

Being cute

Sitting on the window sill and being cuter


(and right now, while the memory card is out of the camera and the pictures are loading, she's knocking on the window. She's so adorable sometimes)

I love being a mother

But sometimes it really hurts. I mean, nobody told me that when my child got hurt, I would nearly physically hurt myself. >_<

We were at the park yesterday morning. I was letting Erin walk around kind of on her own. She wasn't going too far, and I could see her the whole time, so I figured it was okay to let her be a bit independent. It's good for her right? Well, there was another group there and they had a soccer ball. Now, Erin loves balls. I'm sure it's a normal thing for kids, but she went straight for it, absolutely delighted. It was just lying on the grass, and the other people didn't seem to care. So she picked it up, and turned around to bring it back to me.

Well, she was excited so she wasn't being as careful about walking, and she tripped. She landed on her face and hit her chin really hard on the ball. She didn't scream at first. No, she did the mouth wide open in pain but holding your breath thing, which mean that she really hurt herself. I was sure she'd bit her tongue or her lip or something, and sure enough, her mouth was filled with blood. WHY to mouth wounds have to bleed so much?? But I couldn't tell where she'd cut herself. It wasn't her tongue or her lip. I didn't want to traumatize her further by searching her mouth with my finger, so I just cleaned up the blood the best I could and tried to comfort her.

Later that day, after dinner, I was tickling her and got a great shot of the roof of her mouth. There was a white line and I thought "YAY! She finally has a top tooth!" Then I touched it, and it wasn't a tooth. So, thinking it was a piece of food, I started trying to rub it off. Well, Erin started screaming and I realized it...that was where she had cut her mouth that morning, and Mom wouldn't stop poking her!!! Ugh, my poor baby.

It's looking a lot better today though, and she's acting like she feels fine. So no harm done. >_<

What am I going to do the first time she needs stitches or breaks a bone?