Lucky seven. (Months, that is.)

On St. Patrick's Day, Stella turned seven months old. I'm pretty sure that means she can get a driver's permit. And maybe even a part-time job. At the very least, she can sit up for long periods of time before the weight of her large head pulls her over. She can tickle the ivories like… Continue reading Lucky seven. (Months, that is.)

These are a few of my favorite quotes

When you walk around all day with a baby strapped to your chest, you attract your fair share of interesting remarks. Here's a sampling. A fit-looking woman in her 70's, power-walking toward us as I carried Stella (she was facing out in a Baby K'tan), drank coffee and toted a full shopping bag, said matter-of-factly,… Continue reading These are a few of my favorite quotes

A taste of spring, a touch of sleep deprivation

Spring sprang for a few hours today. And it was lovely. Stella and I went for a sun-drenched walk, and later, we sat outside on the quilt Mimi made. (If only Stella would put down her Blackberry and live in the moment once in a while!) This evening, it rained cats, dogs, and ponies. It… Continue reading A taste of spring, a touch of sleep deprivation

Sneak peek

Yesterday, we had a blast with photographer Jen Orbistondo. Later that day, to our delight, we enjoyed a preview of the fabulous images to come! Stella is truly radiant in these shots. I can't wait to see the rest, which should be available within a couple of weeks! Click here to visit Jen's blog and… Continue reading Sneak peek

My other resume

I've jumped back into the freelance writing life in an effort to make a bit of money while I stay home with Stella Bella. This, of course, necessitated the updating of my resume. It got me thinking. Some of my most impressive achievements and abilities will never grace the pages of this supposedly all-important document.… Continue reading My other resume

At six months, a weight is lifted.

Stella has been weighed dozens and dozens and dozens of times during her six months here on earth. More times than the average Orange County housewife--nevermind the average baby. Many more times than a parent can reasonably expect to endure while maintaining his or her sanity. For close to three months, we went to the… Continue reading At six months, a weight is lifted.

A brighter day.

Okay. So we're 99% sure that Stella's change in eating habits is due to the pain of teething. I heard from Robin today and she reminded me that it will take months for us to really relax and not worry so much about how she eats. Stella is just fine. We are expecting a tooth… Continue reading A brighter day.

Please no.

Stella has been getting more and more difficult around eating again and I am starting to freak out about it. She is starting to refuse the bottle more and more. She doesn't want to eat upon waking up after sleeping for 10 to 11 hours. We now wait an hour after she wakes up, and… Continue reading Please no.

A freakout. A rant. And endless gratitude.

Early this afternoon, Stella got upset and took only 100 mls from the bottle. It was really weird. All my fears and worries came rushing back. Granted, she took around 180 before and after that. But what a scare. I was so upset, I yelled at Cody like a maniac. He was holding her because… Continue reading A freakout. A rant. And endless gratitude.

Toes company

Stella would be very happy if left naked and able to nibble on her toes all day long. That's right. Today, she finally, after many past efforts, put her foot in her mouth, and chomped on her big toe. And then she kept doing it. Over and over. She is talking more and more. Making… Continue reading Toes company