Oh The Things She Says- July Edition

I swear I could write one of these every day! Blake is seriously out of control and hilarious. Here are a few snippets from the week:

While pushing "Tiny Baby" (a baby doll) around in the stroller. 

"Hang on Tiny Baby!! Hang on!"

After going over a bump in the road on the way to camp. 

"No bumps mom. Just drive."

Her new response to basically everything. 

"Oh yeaaaaa!" 

While playing with her toys in the tub, a few things were sinking. 

"Oh no!! Save it!"

After a sticker she was playing with tore. 

"Oh no! I broke it. I need tape!"

I had gone to a baby shower and Chris put her down for a nap, which she did not want to take and fought FOREVER, so when I got home I went to get her up. She gave me the biggest hug and said "Mommys back!!! I love mommy."

While looking in the mirror after bath time. 

"Eyes. Nose. Cheek. Cheek. Mouth. I bootiful."

When she sees her face after a particularly messy meal.

 "I Mess-a!"

She loves to tell Maisy that she loves her and try to calm her down when she's upset and has started saying "Hi buddy!" to Jackson when she sees him. She also has become adorably OCD and when she chooses to put away her toys they MUST go in the correct spot. Oh and the other day she asked for noodles for breakfast, insisted on napping in her bathing suit and wanted to wear her bunny slippers on a walk.

In closing here is a video of the crazy, using a tortilla as a blanket so her cookies could nap.

Oh the Things She Says-June Edition

Blake- "Cookie." Any adult in the room- "No. Blake no cookie right now." Blake- "Cookie! I need it!!"

While shopping at Nordstroms, Blake found a pair of magenta Ugg slippers. After pulling them off the shelf and putting them on, Blake proceeded to run around yelling. 

"I like these! I like deeeessseeee!!"

While I was carrying both of them, Blake reached her arm around Maisy's back and said 

"Maisy. Tiny. Blake help carry."

Whenever there is a loud noise or really any noise for that matter Blake tells us that she "heared it." Maisy cries: 

"I heared it! Maisy crynin. I heared it."

For your viewing pleasure, Blake's version of "Let it Go"

Oh the things she says- Early May

After unloading the cart into the car after a trip to Trader Joe's: Blake "Yay! We did it!!!"

~~

When getting dressed this morning, I told Blake she was cute, she said "Blake, princess"

~~

Whenever you tell Blake her hair looks good or her outfit is pretty she responds with a hair flip, 'Yes I already know giggle' and a "thank you!"

~~

Whenever she hugs or kisses Maisy she says "Ahhh" and whenever she does something helpful she says "thank you", thanking herself

~~

She has started saying "ummm....and looking away when thinking about the answer."

~~

Yesterday at breakfast...Me- "Blake how old are you." Blake "4!" Me-"No Blake you aren't 4." Blake- "12!" Me- "No Blake you aren't 12." Blake- "ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!"

36 weeks HUGE

I know this is cliche and I know its hard to believe, but I have completely forgotten how I felt at the end of my pregnancy with Blake. Like totally dropped it from my brain. But I can sort of remember being uncomfortable and the EXTREME discomfort I feel now is helping that memory. I feel huge, I'm really not so I know I shouldn't complain, but I feel that way. 

And I'm hot, granted its only 40* outside but I'm still hot, but its not acceptable to go out without pants on because well its only 40* outside. And sometimes I get cold. So really its best to wear pants, but pants SUCK. They are so uncomfortable. I want to be in pajamas that are too big or dresses or naked, really thats it.

Oh and this baby is breech. I understand that I'm currently spared the bowling ball between my legs feeling, but the bowling ball under my ribs is TERRIBLE! And her butt still wiggles around on my bladder and every now and then she'll give it a good swift kick. Thats fun in public, the look on my face must horrify passerby's.

And I can't sleep. I'm up to pee at least 6 times a night. Yesterday morning after a 12 hour night shift I literally got up to pee 7 times between 6 am and 10:45 am, when I finally gave up and got up for the day.

And I can't bend over to pick stuff up. Because if I do that I squish her head into my ribs, which squishes her butt onto my bladder, which causes me to contract, which is no fun.

Oh and because she's breech I've turned into a hippie witch doctor. Last week I saw the chiropractor 4 times, got a massage on a table with a belly hole, got acupuncture and started using moxibustion which if you don't know is a stick of mug wort you burn near your little toe to encourage the babe to flip. It smells like pot, which makes my house smell like pot. Which makes babysitters and friends look at me weird.

And I have no appetite, I get nauseous after 6 bites of food, have 0 interest in cooking (poor Blake lives on PB&J and macaroni) but am hungry ALL the time.

Wow that was quite a little complaint session. And basically sums up the 36 weeks prior to now as well. Just a few more weeks and my body will no longer carry another human being, I know it won't be "mine" again for quite some time, but at least it will be a baby lighter!

Holding on to my "baby"

Tonight as I was getting in bed you started crying. You didn’t get up but I could tell you were having a nightmare by the sound of your cries. While you can usually put yourself back to sleep it was taking longer than usually tonight, so I went up to your room. You immediately reached for me and as I picked you up, you laid your head on my shoulder and went back to sleep.

Now, I could have put you back in bed, but I was selfish. So I sat down in the rocking chair and rocked you while you drooled on my shoulder and twitched in that deep sleeping way. I was feeling selfish because I haven’t had you sleep on my shoulder in months and months and months and I knew that those moments were going to be even more infrequent as you continued to grow and your sister joins us in the next few weeks. You were going to graduate from baby to big girl and as I held your little body tonight I couldn’t help but cry.

Tears of sadness that you weren’t going to be sleeping on my shoulder forever, that I wouldn’t have my undivided attention to give you anymore and that you were growing. 

Also tears of joy knowing that you are still mine and that no matter what you will aways be my baby. You will always be my first. You will always be the one who broke open my heart. Taught me the most amazing kind of love. And the one who made me a mommy.

Blake Emme Brewer I love you more than words could ever describe, you are my baby, my light and my life.

First day home-2012

Oh the Things She Says.....

Within a 15 second period while I tried to go to pee Blake recited the following monologue "Poop. Potty. Flush. Mama sit. Flush. Spinning, spinning (proceeding to spin), spinning. Milk. Mo milk Mama. Tag off shirt. Shirt itch. Nose itch. Spinning"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Baby Woooooo"- Her baby doll Baby Lou she is in love with.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Hi Blakie!!"- Any time she sees herself in a mirror or picture.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Tries to eat a carrot, immediately spits it out. Mom "Oh but its good! Its a candy carrot!" Shoves it right back in her mouth.....Parenting fail?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Now using the potty for a treat. "Mama, poop potty." Runs to the bathroom. After taking off her diaper, her pants and sitting on the potty for 0.2 seconds she claps, then says "Treat, eat, mouth. Mouth (pointing at her mouth). Mouth!!!!!!"

Cake Date

As we get closer and closer to meeting Maisy, I feel like I want to cram a million little activities with Blake into our limited time. I want to cherish the moments while she is our one and only. I want to give her my undivided attention and spoil her rotten. 

So this morning when we got up we went and got breakfast. Now Blake doesn't request much as far as food goes, but she does request cake constantly. So we went and got pancakes. And she was a happy kid, which made me a happy mom.

I love that little cheese ball!