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Broken Chains


A Meme About Me, by Cate

I saw this meme somewhere, and thought it might be interesting.

All About Cate...

3 Things That Scare Me
When mommy yells unexpectedly (maybe because I bit her? c'mon, mom, toughen up!)
Being thrown up in the air

3 People That Make Me Laugh
Both Grandmas

3 Things I Love
Standing up
Daddy's hair

3 Things I Hate
When mmmy doesn’t share her food
Laying down to get my diaper changed
When mommy doesn't get my food ready fast enough

3 Things I Don’t Understand
How to get cheerios to my mouth
How to get up after I've flipped onto my belly
Why mommy doesn't let me have paper

3 Things I Like to Play With
Mommy's plastic tape measure
My soother
Tissue paper

3 Things I’m Doing Right Now
Sucking on my soother
Dreaming of food

3 Things I Can Do
Make mommy laugh
Sit up
Scare mommy and daddy by screaming in the middle of the night

3 Ways to Describe My Personality
Impatient (that food thing, again)

3 Things I Can’t Do
Roll over (hmm. i'm pretty immobile. i'd better work on that)

3 Things I Think You Should Listen To
Music. I love music!
Mommy, if she is talking about food
Grandma USA on the phone

3 Things I Think You Should Never Listen To
The word "no"
The word "no"
The word "no"

3 Absolute Favorite Foods
All kinds of fruit, even prunes!

3 Things I’d Like to Learn
How to say "no" back to mommy
How to sit up on my own
How to give mommy kisses

3 Beverages I Drink Regularly
That's all! Mommy doesn't let me have juice.

3 Shows I Watched as a Kid
We don't have a TV, but I love to watch my mom on the computer. She says someday I can have my own.


Time for Pictures: 7 Months

Time for a few more pictures...Cate has learned how to get food to her mouth all by herself, although whether or not she'll do it is highly dependent on her mood. If I position the spoon so she can grasp it, she'll often bring it to her mouth. The first few days she did this eagerly...then she figured out that mom was still holding onto the spoon, so why bother? She'll grasp it very lightly, and not make the full trip to her mouth. Perhaps she's inherited her mother's laziness? Her dad hopes not.

Grins are the order of the day, every day.

Cate always looks so cute in hats. This is one her cousins have loaned her. Not quite hat wearing season yet, but I couldn't resist.

Hard to believe it's the same baby, isn't it? I think Cate was 10 days old here. Time has certainly flown. And yes, those are Mr. Potato Head glasses. We like to play dress-up with our baby. So what?


Random Randomness

A few thoughts swirling around in my head...

1. Cate is not a wee baby anymore. Well, she hasn't been for a while, but with the whole sitting up thing, and getting two teeth thing, and actually enjoying being on her belly for longer than 2 seconds, it's becoming rapidly apparent to me that she is GROWING. Every time I see those two teeth I think, "STOP GROWING ALREADY!" This goes way too fast, and we're only in month 7.

2. So even though she won't stop growing, she's a joy and a delight and we couldn't love her more. A more content baby would be hard to find. And this child is a social butterfly--"Mom, you're kind of boring. Give me more people!"

3. Teeth. Yikes. They sort of snuck up on us, since there was no "moment" when she was screaming her head off or anything to mark the occasion. One arrived at Grandma USA's house, the other a week later. So far she's only bitten me 4 times, but three of those four times have been in the last couple of days. Not good. Can't wait till the top ones come in.

4. Cate's had a red, bumpy rash on her cheeks for lo these four months. I have tried everything I can think of to get rid of it, or at least ease it (vaseline, hydrocortisone, bum butt'r, triple antibiotic...), but nothing worked. I even got a prescription for cortisone (to be used sparingly, b/c it can thin the skin), went to the naturopath and got some pills for her to take to balance out the acidity of her drool...nothing. And then? After the second tooth came in? GONE. Within a week, her cheeks were almost like new again. The relief I felt was immeasurable. AND THEN??!! It came back. She is apparently teething again and that is what is causing it. Now I know what it is, and we can handle it until she gets more teeth.

5. Umm, oh, I'd better get going here. I've got more, but it'll have to wait. I've got par-tays to go to, I tell you...people to see, places to go, things to do...ciao for now.


joie de vivre

Molly at Brittle Crazy Glass started a meme and tagged me for it, oh...um, let's just say "a while ago" and leave it at that, shall we? Here are the rules: "Summer is a time when I feel an especial joie de vivre, so this meme is in honor of celebrating and loving life. If you could pick one photo that epitomizes joie de vivre, or quote one short piece of prose or poetry, or write one, what would it be? Don't think about it long and hard, just do the first thing that comes to mind."

Since I have little time for reading these days, here's a photo of (who else?) my daughter that epitomizes, for me, the joy of living. Cate doesn't know much about sadness quite yet (except for that time when I left her in her daddy's care for 3 hours and she screamed the whole time. but perhaps that was more "mad" than "sad"?). Every single day I thank God that my daughter is such a happy, content little girl. I know that the fact that we love her to pieces and meet all of her needs plays into her contentment in a big way, but I pray that she remains happy and content because of her relationship with the Lord. Her world is an ever-expanding place full of things to discover, and she loves to "discover" (mostly with her mouth). It's not a perfect picture in terms of lighting or framing or anything else, but it speaks volumes to me.


Vacation Schmacation

Well. We just "returned" from our week-long vacation, and we probably will never go on vacation again. It was not quite what we had planned.

A couple of months ago we planned to go camping with two other families during the second week of August. For various reasons, that didn't work out, but Neil had already notified all of his clients that he would be unavailable that week, so we decided to take advantage of the week. Of course we started it out with a visit to Michigan to see my family, where Cate got her first tooth. Grandma USA was quite thrilled. It was actually a non-event...we're not sure when the tooth came through. Have I mentioned that my daughter is rather good-natured? Yes. Not even a peep or flicker of crankiness. I'm spoiled.

So we had planned to come home on Tuesday morning, do some laundry and unpacking, then head to St. Jacobs on Wednesday for the day. Well, an unexpected meeting was scheduled for Wednesday (for me! not Neil, for a change.), so we decided to hit St. Jacobs on Thursday. That meant we could stay another day in Michigan! Great. Even though in the back of my mind I knew that an early departure would be somewhat difficult with a baby, and that I would likely be late to my 1pm meeting, I pushed those pesky thoughts to the background. Of course, I was right, and we didn't leave the house until 9am, which put us home at around 1:15pm. I got to the meeting at 1:30, and because most meetings don't start on time, didn't miss much.

However, Miss Cate decided it would be a good time to show her daddy that he just didn't cut it, that the only thing she wanted was her mommy. For about 3 hours. She. Screamed. Poor Neil...I came home to find him on the front porch, smoking. Cate was sitting on the floor in the living room, where he could see her from the door, just screaming. Poor Cate. I discovered that she had a rather signficant fever (102.6), which likely contributed to the screaming. So...we decided to skip the St. Jacobs trip on Thursday. No big deal, we're still planning Niagara on the Lake for Friday (sans baby!). We can use Thursday to catch up, do a few things around the house, etc. Thursday was good, for the most part. Cate still had a little fever that disappeared by the end of the day. We hung around, went and picked up my new glasses, then headed to Neil's parents' house to drop Cate off for the evening and next day.

After a nervous hour or two of forgetting that Cate wasn't, in fact, in her crib and we didn't need to keep things quiet around here, it was off to dreamland. Up at 6:30am, showered, dressed, spritz a little perfume (because, after all, this is our first day out without the baby, and wouldn't it be nice to feel like a wife again instead of a mom?) and off to breakfast. Finish breakfast, hop in the Jeep and start the 1.5 hr drive. And...cue husband sneezing. And sneezing. And sneezing some more. Stop at a drugstore for allergy meds, take some, keep sneezing. Stop at bank for cash. Keep sneezing. Drive rest of the way to NOTL, sneezing. Wife commenting on beautiful scenery between sneezes. Find awesome parking spot amid sneezes. Walk up Queen Street, into a few shops, sneezing. Walk, er, stomp back down Queen Street, sneezing. Get in car after a mere TEN minutes in NOTL, drive back home.

I think my husband is allergic to my perfume.

We spent the rest of the day sleeping (Neil) and doing a few chores (Beth). We picked up Cate around suppertime, then it was back to bed for Neil. He took so many allergy pills that the next day he was dragging his drugged body around and feeling useless. Then, to top of a rather eventful and not particularly relaxing week (Me, two months ago: "Neil, you really need a vacation. You just need a week of relaxation. It will rejuvenate you for work again!"), we babysat for a 2.5 year old and 9 month old. Umm, yeah. Not relaxing at all.

So...we will try the NOTL again in a few weeks, maybe for our anniversary. As for another vacation...I don't see it happening anytime soon.