First Haircut

  • Posted on February 2, 2009 at 9:43 pm

Lately, Stella has been sporting a very nice emo hairstyle. I decided it was time to get her a haircut and get her bangs out of her eyes. Plus, I am not a big fan of emo.

So on Saturday we went to Tyson’s Corner mall and found Cartoon Cuts, my
top choice for my child’s first overpriced haircut. I tried to explain to Laida, the stylist, that we just needed her bangs trimmed (the $5.99 option), but she gave her layers, which ended up costing $15.99. Because every nine-month old needs layers! It was only slightly traumatizing and she barely cried. Plus we got a nice souvenir–a plastic bag of hair–that I’ll save forever.

Before the haircut, looking a bit scared

Before the haircut, looking a bit scared

Snip snip snip

Snip snip snip

Ouch, the pain

Ouch, the pain

Getting $10 layers

Getting $10 layers

Grrr...I really dont like this

Grrr...I really don't like this

All done....5 minutes later

All done....5 minutes later

The important First Haircut Certificate. Yes, the stylist wrote 2001 instead of 2009.

The important First Haircut Certificate. Yes, the stylist wrote 2001 instead of 2009.

My Wittle Wabbit Hat

  • Posted on January 25, 2009 at 11:20 am

It took me over a month, and I had to start over four times, but I finally finished knitting Stella a pink bunny hat. The pattern is from Stitch n’ Bitch Nation.

I was able to get a few pictures of Stella modeling the hat, just before she pulled it off and stomped on it. Because by the way, she hates hats. I thought maybe, MAYBE, if it was a bunny hat, she would wear it, but she wasn’t so impressed. I even tried wearing it for a while to get her excited about it, but it was a little too small on me.

Heres a view of the bunny face.

Here's a view of the bunny face.

The reluctant model strikes a pose.

The reluctant model strikes a pose

     The upside-down view, otherwise known as the little bunny foo-foo wants to be picked up angle

The upside-down view, otherwise known as the "little bunny foo-foo wants to be picked up" angle

If you want a bunny hat, I’m taking orders. But for the amount of time it took me to make this, let me warn you–it’s not cheap!

A Letter To Stella: Nine Months Old

  • Posted on January 20, 2009 at 9:06 pm

Dear Stella,

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You are nine months old–nine whole months. For nine months, you grew inside me, and for nine months, you have grown outside me. And now, each passing day is one more day on the right side of this delicate equation. Everyday I watch you become more like a little girl, and less like the baby who tapped danced in my belly and refused to come out, even with some coaxing. I still remember what it felt like, your somersaults and jabs inside my belly, and I sometimes miss it. I enjoyed everyday of my pregnancy with you, in awe of what my body was capable of.

And now, nine whole months later, everyday you amaze me with your absolute brilliance and moxie–and so it seems you have grown into your name, as I knew you would.

At nine months, you’ve been crawling for over a month, and now that you’re pulling yourself up on furniture and creeping around, I think you’ll be walking in no time.

You’ve got the smallest little nub of a tooth on your bottom gum, but nothing more–my little toothless wonder, I call you.

Your hair is turning blond, your eyes are a light blue-grey, you weigh 17 pounds, 13 ounces and measure 28 inches long.

You say Dada and Baba and Lala and Guh and sometimes Mama, but only if I’m lucky.

You fed yourself corn puffs for the first time last week, a huge accomplishment, and a skill that requires fine hand-eye coordination–though you often miss your mouth, or can’t figure out how to get the puff from your palm to your mouth.

You love to bang on things–I can give you a wooden spoon and a bowl and you’re the happiest little baby.

You are already a social butterfly–you make friends wherever you go. You stare at strangers until they make eye contact with you, then you smile and flirt. You can make any stranger smile–your smile is contagious, and you get so many compliments that I just have to nod and smile and say thank you, yes, I like her too.

You give me kisses when I ask, and you also kiss your stuffed animals and your own reflection in the mirror.

Your favorite books are “Moo Ba La La La” and “Hello Bee, Hello Me”, and I read them to you everyday.

I know how quickly nine months will turn into nineteen months, and then nine years, and then nineteen years. But in the meantime, I love watching you discover the world, and discover yourself, and I can’t wait to see the little girl you will become.

When I was pregnant, I thought  the bond I felt with you as you grew inside me was the strongest feeling I was capable of. Now I know. Now I know.

I love you.

Yours always,

Mommy

Gallery of Firsts, Part One

  • Posted on December 8, 2008 at 11:03 pm

Because I am too busy and too tired to write anything even remotely interesting, I present to you: a Gallery of Stella’s Firsts, Part One:

As you can see, Stella has been a busy little girl. Next on the agenda: growing teeth, saying mama, and high fives.

Stella’s Woodland Wonderland

  • Posted on October 26, 2008 at 8:44 pm

I am in love with blik.  That’s right–blik.

In our neverending effort to make Stella the coolest kid on the block, the envy of all other babies and the all-around happy-go-luckiest girl there ever was, we decorated the walls of her play area in the living room.

I decided that the walls were too drab–just plain old green. She needed visual stimulation. So I googled “wall decals” and the first thing that came up was blik.

They have just about the coolest decals I have ever seen. I know, I know, when you think of decals, you think of the little stickers that your dad put on your big wheel tires on Christmas morning. Not those kind of decals.

I decided on the “wee gallery woodland” theme.

How can you not be jealous of this?

Stellas Woodland Wonderland

Stella's Woodland Wonderland

Just look at the little hedgehog! and the mushrooms! and the owl!

I want to get decals for every room in the house. Seriously.  Maybe I’ll get some purple trees for the guest room, and some giant robots for the rec room, and a fancy chandelier for the dining room.

They even have decals based on the artwork from the latest album of a band I like called Of Montreal. Love it love it love it.

(Blik did not pay me to write this, swear to god.)

Quel Weekend

  • Posted on October 20, 2008 at 9:13 pm

We had a very busy weekend. I am too tired to write about it, so I’ll let the pictures tell the story.

On Friday, Stella had her six month check up, complete with shots. She screamed and then it was over.

On Friday, Stella had her six month check up, complete with shots. She screamed and then it was over.

On Saturday, we went to the zoo with Timmy, Chris and Maggie. Stella didnt really notice any animals.

On Saturday, we went to the zoo with Timmy, Chris and Maggie. Stella didn't really notice any animals.

On Sunday, we had friends over for playing. The adults ate chili and the kids learned about sharing.

On Sunday, we had friends over to play. The adults ate chili and the kids learned about sharing.

Stella is a big hit with the boys.

Stella is a big hit with the boys. nomnomnomnomnom!

Happy Half Birthday!

  • Posted on October 16, 2008 at 9:38 pm

Stella is six months old today! It’s hard to believe that much time has gone by, but it’s also hard to remember what life was like before her. She rocks my world.

Sorry for not posting much lately. I’ve been really busy, mostly because of this. I’ve had to, like, communicate.

Stella, or Pookie, as I sometimes call her, has also been busy. She’s growing some teeth. She’s eating rice cereal. Her favorite band is Abba–all day long I hear her say “aaahhhbaaa aaaahhhbbbaaaa.” They must play it at daycare, because I sure as hell don’t listen to Abba. I thought that Mama Mia was ridiculous.

I’m now in the market for a highchair and a lightweight, umbrella stroller. God, babies need a lot of stuff. And we have the WRONG stuff, so now we need NEW stuff.

First time eating rice cereal. Kinda messy.

Work it.

Oh hey, what is this black thing you’re putting in my face? Gimmee Gimmee Gimmee, I need to taste it.

Sitting Is, Like, So Easy

  • Posted on September 28, 2008 at 9:34 pm

Guess who is soooo advanced that she can sit all by herself?

That’s right. Stella. And she makes it look sooooo easy, doesn’t she?

Also, I won a month’s free membership to Gymboree, so we decided to check it out yesterday. It was fun, but I don’t think I need to pay $77 a month to play with my baby. The only thing they have that I don’t is a giant, colorful parachute.

That little doll in the background is actually a real baby. Doesn’t it look like one of those dolls they give you to practice changing diapers and administering CPR at baby care classes?

I think Stella is getting her first tooth–she has been drooling up a storm, sticking her fingers in her mouth constantly, and she was a little irritable tonight. Poor baby.

Get That BPA Out of Your Mouth Right Now

  • Posted on September 23, 2008 at 5:45 pm

All of the talk about BPA has really muddled my brain. BPA, short for Bisphenol A, is a compound used to make water bottles, CDs, sports equipment, and other common consumer goods. Oh, and did I mention baby bottles?

The controversy, in a nutshell, is some reports say that BPA causes hyperactivity, fertility problems, cancer, autism, growth problems, ETC ETC ETC. Just your run-of-the-mill toxic element wreaking havoc on your body. Some countries, such as Germany and Canada, are even trying to ban BPA.

Just a few weeks ago, the FDA issued a final report on it’s study of BPA, concluding that there is “no direct evidence for health effects in people.” The report says that similar conclusions have been reached by other government agencies such as the European Food Safety Authority.

Then another report was released that said BPA causes heart disease.

So I really don’t know what to think anymore, except maybe stick to my theory that pretty much anything can kill you, so moderation is best.

But I also like the creed “better safe than sorry”, so I took advantage of the little-known Babies R Us policy that allows you to exchange your bottles for BPA-free bottles. You don’t need receipts, packages, or boxes–just the bottles. (Don’t forget the little bottle brushes, or they’ll subtract a dollar. Unless you distract the cashier and they forget to subtract a dollar, which also works.) They will give you store credit for new bottles. It also comes in handy when you aren’t so fond of the bottles you already have, like if you have Doctor Browns bottles with those eleventy billion gazillion little parts.

So return your bottles, be worry free about BPA in your baby, and try out a new brand of bottles!

Bryan and Romana, Sittin’ In a Tree…

  • Posted on September 22, 2008 at 9:37 pm

Bryan and Romana got married on Saturday, and we drove all the way to Cleveland (ROCKS) Ohio to celebrate with them. Stella did surprisingly well in the car–she slept most of the way, and when she wasn’t sleeping, she was playing. Stella Wins the Best Baby Award!

It was so fun to see my family. However, I no longer have the stamina to party all night like the rest of them. Perhaps it’s because Stella gets up between 5:00 a.m. and 6:00 a.m. everyday, and I get tired. Perhaps it’s because my body is a machine, producing milk for my baby, and I need my rest. Perhaps it’s just that I’m getting older. But by 10:30 p.m., I was BEAT. When did I get so lame? I guess I have a good excuse.

In other news, Stella has a cough. She’s had it for over a week now, and with my tendancy to overreact, I took her to the doctor last week. The doctor said…she has a cough. It will go away. When I pick her up from daycare, the teachers just give me this pathetic look, like I’m a terrible mother for not curing her or something. They tell me she doesn’t feel good and she’s coughing a lot. But when I get her home, she acts just fine. So I don’t know what to do. Anyone have any suggestions for curing a little baby’s cough? Don’t even think about saying “Robitussen” or “Brandy”.

pretty spinning bride

pretty spinning bride

Me, Stella and Larry

Me, Stella and Larry