Breakfast On Pluto

This is the dot dot dot blog...I'm writing this quickly because Jordan Hanna is wailing in Rob's face in the bedroom and it's been too long since an update. I've been kept busy with family here which explains the lack of posting, and also because Beanie is in the process of teething which leaves little time for anything but baby comforting and having her gnaw on some part of my body...
 


She's now screaming in my ear while being held by Rob. We are blasting her favorite songs. To no avail. One moment please...

 Ok I'm back and typing one handed. Jordan is feeling out of sorts and I can tell. Her patterns are off, sometimes she cries for no reason (SO not like her) and I feel horrible that she isn't feeling well and there's nothing I can do. I love this stage but the day I can explain something and she can comprehend it will be a great one. This won't be the best time to introduce her to daycare AND try to force gently coerce her into using a bottle during the day, but that's the way it has to be...


Other than her crankiness she is great. Super smiley and she discovered that she can makes sounds come out of her mouth. She spends at least half the day holding conversations with anything she can get her eyes on- me, daddy, the dog, the cat, her mobile, the light, bugs, shadows on the wall...

She also, is HUGE. Overnight she grew out of all her newborn outfits and most of her 0-3 month clothes and I'm staring into a sea of 3-6 month clothing, thinking that even if she wears a new outfit every day we may not be able to have her wear them all before she grows too much. Definitely not a bad problem for us to have, but those poor neglected clothes that have been tucked away in a dark drawer just waiting to be taken out and put on her chubby little body...

I have a quick reprieve while Jordan Hanna fell asleep...I'm happy and excited and terrified and tentative about this continual march into motherhood, depressed that I'm sending her off, looking forward to possibly getting her used to new people and new feeding techniques that might provide a bit of a break for me, and bewildered as to where the last 3 months have gone. I don't dare blink in case I open my eyes and find Robert and I to be old and Jordan completely grown...