Tuesday, February 5, 2013

9 months old.

Preslie Jean,
You, my love, are the biggest BALL of energy.
Seriously, calm the heck down.
You weigh 15.6 lbs, freak.
Your going to be a midget..
JAYKAY.
Mama is funny.
26.8 inches, shorty.
Doctor predicts adult PJ;
105 lbs 5'3...dang you!

You are one cranky baby.
You want what you want, when you want it.
Don't mess with you!
You started trying to stand alone.
Growing up too fast.

If I never do anything right in this world, I want you to know you were right for me.
You make me whole.
My favorite part of my day is morning.
You wake up and start playing, instantly.
I let you sit a few moments, but just when you get fussy, mama comes.
No one has ever needed me like you need me.
I have never needed someone so much.
I need you, my daughter.
I need you.

You still love your Mum-Mums, Cheerios, and eggplant.
You sip on water like a pro out of your sport bottle.
Paper is your FAVORITE thing.
Separation anxiety has started.
There are only about a few people you trust in life right now.
Your top favorites are Mama, Dada, Aunt JenJen and Uncle David.
Oh yeah, by the way you've said every one of those names above already!
Big girl.


Look at you.
One month old, now 9 months.
The time really does fly.
I love you Pjean.
Owl always love you.

Saturday, December 29, 2012

Very first Christmas.

Very spoiled you are my sweet baby.
I was supposed to be done with shopping by my birthday, but ask your dad...nope.
You may not remember this day, but I always will.
Baby Jayla was born just an hour before Christmas.
You already love her.
We woke up at 9, opened gifts...well mommy opened them.
You ate paper.
Skyped with Grandad and Grandma Edwards.
They spoiled you.
Lovely lunch with Renee, maddalyn and uncle smith.
You are my whole world.
Owl always love you.



Saturday, November 17, 2012

Friday, November 9, 2012

Zoo&&Crash

6 months and first zoo trip.
Your first car accident.
Okay, you had one when you were in my belly but that doesn't count.

The zoo was so much fun. Aunt Jennah and Uncle David came!

Then, as we were off to El Charro, bam!
We hit another car.
It was so scary for me.
I ripped backed and grabbed you as you were screaming.
All is okay, mommy just sprained and bruised.

Monday, November 5, 2012

6 months old. (pictureheavy)

6 MONTHS OLD.
Holy cow.

You sit up perfectly.
You started this whole LET'S PULL ALL THE HAIR.
Your kind of rude.

The past few days you wake up almost EVERY SINGLE HOUR.
You make this awful pop-eye face.

We really aren't on solids.
But you do love squash and carrots.
You are still on 4 oz of boob milk every 3-4 hours.

We are going to the Zoo this week!

You are so big. 
But still on the first button on your cloth diapers.
or size one disposables.





You've been so independent since your were born. 
There has been 6 times you actually slept on me.
You look more and more like me as your grow.
You are my little half year old baby.

Ears like Daddy, sorry kid.
Tiny hands.
Fat feet.
Green-brown eyes.
Daddy and Mommy made perfection.

Owl always love you.





Saturday, November 3, 2012

Halloween.

My sweet owl.
You were adorable.
We went to Santa Rosa Mall and got so much candy.
Mommy ate it, what ever.
Aunt Jennah and Uncle David were there!
Aunt Nicole and Uncle Antaun too!
Renee and baby Maddy, little bunny, came too!
You were so cute on your first Halloween.


Owl always love you.

Sunday, October 28, 2012

As you lay sleeping...

Sweet daughter of mine.
You are a hot mess the past few days.
Yes, a hot damn mess.
Hold me!
I will hold you.
I can't figure what's wrong, but I will hold you.

As I lay next to you...
You are wrapped in a yellow duck towel.
You are on your side.
Sweetest face I have ever seen.
Tomee tipee next to you.
Apparently, you were NOT hungry.
Your hands twitch like your fathers.
You are a freak my dear.

I am so happy to be a mother, a bed sharing mother.
It is safe when done correctly.
This is me soaking up all the time alone we have till the next baby bot.
These are the moments I cherish.
I don't care the time, I can just roll and soothe.

I love you sweet angel.

But seriously, quit screaming at 7 pm.
You are fine.



Owl always love you.