.*. WILL .*.
.*. CRAWL .*.
for binky.
Wednesday
Saturday
he tries so hard...
he's trying to pull himself into a standing position now. a few days ago i was several feet away when i noticed something out of the corner of my eye. as i turned my head in his direction i could see a tiny silhouette standing.. on his own! he was holding on to the table. didn't last for more than a few seconds before he tumbled down to the floor. i didn't make it to him in time to catch his fall. though, i was no more than four or five feet away from him, it felt like i was a mile away. he landed flat on his butt then whacked his head on the floor. i was so shocked that he was standing on his own and worried sick that he for sure busted his head open, that i had a look of horror all over my face. ashton looked up at me not sure whether to cry or not. when i realized he was fine i started praising him for his efforts.. he gave me the sweetest smile and wanted back up to try all over again. ever since then he finds something to pull himself up on.
like when i went to barnes and nobles.(where we got the cutest book ever!) i sat him on the floor so i could look at some books without him "ehhing and ahhing" every second. next thing i know the stroller is his walker. i was just telling my mom how i needed to get ashton a walker.
like when i went to barnes and nobles.(where we got the cutest book ever!) i sat him on the floor so i could look at some books without him "ehhing and ahhing" every second. next thing i know the stroller is his walker. i was just telling my mom how i needed to get ashton a walker.
the perfect walker. wood. made in germany and nice sticky rubber wheels for wooden/tiled floors! by haba
i honestly didn't think i would need it for another month or so (since he isn't even crawling yet) but it seems i need it earlier than later. it was enough motivation to get me up off my butt and start ebay that's for sure. i have also started making bugaboo stroller covers again, along with pull proof bibs. i guess you could say i have been kind of busy! lol.
Sunday
**finally** he likes something
thankgoodness for the german deli in colleyville or he would have totally starved! lol.
carbs to the rescue!
i thinky he likes it. a lot.
finally! he has been showing a big interest in solids. reaching for our food with mouth wide open. we haven't tried fruits yet. that will come sometime in the next few months. i want to establish him on veggies first ha. i'm hoping he will prefer the "yucky" veggies when given a choice HAHAHA.
we had a nice flight back from colorado. ashton loved colorado. i am way behind in image processing. slowly trying to get back on track around the house leaves me with hardly any time to catch up. but i will share some images in the upcoming weeks.
we had a nice flight back from colorado. ashton loved colorado. i am way behind in image processing. slowly trying to get back on track around the house leaves me with hardly any time to catch up. but i will share some images in the upcoming weeks.
Tuesday
Saturday
i*hate*flying
i hate it when i worry about something and can't stop thinking about it. for example. i leave for colorado in less than 12hours and all ic an think about is that our plane is going to crash. my fear of flying got a whole lot worse hearing about the devastating air france crash this summer. to make matters worse david was watching some stupid survial show about plane crashes or hijacking while i was folding laundry tonight, and i couldn't help but overhear how people explained what crashing feels like. UGH. then he made sure i knew what the emergency frequency was and that i might have to land a plane. WHAT?! ugh. shut it david. i sign on to yahoo and the first thing i see is two adults and two teenagers die in plane crash. o___0
so, here i am, sitting in ashton's room listening to classical music and all i can think about is how i don't want to die. i want to see ashton grow up. i want ashton to grow up. i think about those children who died on the air france crash and i look at ashton and feel sad for those kids. i love my mom to death and i love visiting her but I HATE FLYING. HATE IT! i would have driven if ashton was old enough to entertain himself. and that 3 day train trip to denver sure does sound nice right about now.
on top of that. i am flying alone...with ashton! oh boy. i think i am getting an ulcer... i pray that he doesn't throw a fit like he did on the way to orlando. and i have to nurse right next to a complete stranger! i hope i don't end up on the news as the woman who gets kicked off for nursing her baby. i hope the person i sit next to is a female. preferably a mother who has been in my position before. i will probably get stuck next to the guy who slapped a strangers 2 year old daughter for crying (did you hear about that?!). I PRAY ASHTON DOESN'T poop! OMGOSH PLEASE DON'T POOP ASHTON! i would rather deal with him not sleeping for a month. please don't poooop! i know he will.. he always saves it for the worst possible times. like when i was forced to use the nasty baby changing table at the ballpark this week. i figured at least he won't poop for awhile.. hahahahaha. yeah ashton has a sense of humor. he pooped the next morning.....alll over our bed! it was the biggest poopy diaper i had ever had the pleasure to deal with (NOT).
i am stressssed out. i pray for a safe journey. i pray ashton will be the good little boy he is. i pray that david doesn't get too lonely without us. i pray i don't lose my mind.
now i must go back to sewing more bibs. i have been working on a design (a baby pull proof bib) i want to sell. i almost have it down.
so, here i am, sitting in ashton's room listening to classical music and all i can think about is how i don't want to die. i want to see ashton grow up. i want ashton to grow up. i think about those children who died on the air france crash and i look at ashton and feel sad for those kids. i love my mom to death and i love visiting her but I HATE FLYING. HATE IT! i would have driven if ashton was old enough to entertain himself. and that 3 day train trip to denver sure does sound nice right about now.
on top of that. i am flying alone...with ashton! oh boy. i think i am getting an ulcer... i pray that he doesn't throw a fit like he did on the way to orlando. and i have to nurse right next to a complete stranger! i hope i don't end up on the news as the woman who gets kicked off for nursing her baby. i hope the person i sit next to is a female. preferably a mother who has been in my position before. i will probably get stuck next to the guy who slapped a strangers 2 year old daughter for crying (did you hear about that?!). I PRAY ASHTON DOESN'T poop! OMGOSH PLEASE DON'T POOP ASHTON! i would rather deal with him not sleeping for a month. please don't poooop! i know he will.. he always saves it for the worst possible times. like when i was forced to use the nasty baby changing table at the ballpark this week. i figured at least he won't poop for awhile.. hahahahaha. yeah ashton has a sense of humor. he pooped the next morning.....alll over our bed! it was the biggest poopy diaper i had ever had the pleasure to deal with (NOT).
i am stressssed out. i pray for a safe journey. i pray ashton will be the good little boy he is. i pray that david doesn't get too lonely without us. i pray i don't lose my mind.
now i must go back to sewing more bibs. i have been working on a design (a baby pull proof bib) i want to sell. i almost have it down.
our future lil' cowboy. taken at the fort worth zoo.
Friday
carrots... a no go.
he has no interest in solid foods. he'll take a few bites. look at me in disgust/confusion. sometimes swallows and other times spits it back out. he does, however, enjoy playing with it and smearing it everywhere!
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