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I came out of the laundry room this morning and found a naked Sue in her playpen, proudly holding her diaper. I scolded her and wondered what was getting into her. Joe told me she'd been doing this lately and we assumed it was typical baby "ooh, what can I destroy today?"

Then I realized when I went to get her out of the crib this morning she had already unfastened one side of her wet diaper and was working on the other one when I opened the door. And the one I just yelled her for taking off? Wet.

I probably confused Sue more than anything as it dawned on me. "GOOD GIRL! You were wet and took your diaper off! You are SO SMART! Sue, no, no, NO! Don't eat your diaper! Don't take off your diaper anymore! No, don't throw it -- SUE!!"

I don't know whether to start her or wait. I'm sure she'll let me know. But the first poopy diaper she takes off, on the potty she goes!
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Sue walked a full step Saturday before falling on her face. She hasn't repeated for me (naturally) but she's definitely thinking about trying this whole upright movement thing again.

We're coming up on her first Thanksgiving, first Christmas, and biggest of all first birthday. I can't believe how quickly everything's happened. The picture in my icon hangs right over our bed, and sometimes I'll look at it and wonder what happened to that little baby we brought home from the hospital? She slept 22 hours out of the day and took a whole ounce of formula every 2-3 hours. Now she has almost 8 teeth, sleeps through the night but is sooooooooooooo hyper during the day, eats teething crackers and baby food and takes 8 ounce bottles (when are we supposed to stop that, by the way?), grabs everything in sight and sticks it in her mouth, and she's not only crawling she's almost WALKING. Joe and I were talking about getting two cakes for her birthday -- one to eat and one for her to play in -- and it just hit me this isn't just casual far off conversation, this is something that's going to happen in a month and a half. It was quite sobering.

I guess she's going to grow up whether I like it or not. At least I can still call her Snicklefritz without her going "Oh my GOD, Mom, you're such an embarrassment."

lauraflute: (Sue)
And it sure isn't Joe or me. ;)

lauraflute: (Sue) coming because I'm waiting for YouTube to stop processing the damn thing. I'll try to re-embed after a smoke break brought to you by the letter M for Marlboro Menthol Lights.

...And YouTube has finished. I recommend turning the volume up because the whole audio technical thing didn't get figured out until after I finished editing and Sue was fast asleep. May she stay that way for several hours.

lauraflute: (Sue)
This one is pretty benign, although I'm not sure what's up with the nostril close ups. ;) She's actually awake for this one.

lauraflute: (Sue)
Sue is a darling child. Except for the green poopy diapers. And the refusal to go back to sleep after the 5 am feeding. Otherwise she is absolutely perfect in every way and I want to eat her up with a spoon. She is so well behaved in restaurants, but then again she did hear all the goings on while she was in my tummy so she probably feels right at home.

I went back to work this week, once again proving I'm a tough old broad. I intended to take it easy and only work a few shifts and somehow wound up with almost 30 hours. Ooops. Oh, well, Darvocet is my friend. I'm working a lighter (for me) schedule this coming week and then it's back to full time. Nice while it lasted. Speaking of nice while it lasted, I've relapsed to the smoky side. I'd planned not to, but the day I walked back into the Bee's it was either have one or commit homicide. Seriously, some people almost took up a collection to buy me a pack. I've pretty much kept it at work save half a smoke here and there.

Is it really 3 am? I have no frame of reference anymore. I guess I should go to bed. I've been up since 8:30.
lauraflute: (wombat)
Sweet yet still demented. Hmm....

lauraflute: (wombat)
Well, it's a good thing I went to my parents' Friday night because the heat went out at the apartment. They're still working on it but they gave us space heaters in the meantime so I was back home Saturday. Ironically the temperature went up to 65 today. Go fig. I'm leaving her with Joe tomorrow so they can have some bonding time (and because I hate being home when maintenance is there) and getting in some me time. And a drink. A big one. Maybe several since breastfeeding didn't work out.

And now what you've all been waiting for )
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Susan Claire Hergenroder arrived January 2, 2008 at 3:58 pm after 8 hours of induced labor, 6 1/2 of which were blissfully pain free thanks to the miracle of an epidural. Unfortunately it started to wear off in the last half hour of pushing and Mommy's nether regions are still a little unhappy about that. Fortunately Daddy's hands survived the ordeal intact and he was able to hold his daughter while what was left of Mommy got sewn back togther. The birth weight was officially recorded as 7 lbs. 6 oz. but 36 hours later she weighed 8/1 and a full scale (no pun intended) investigation has been launched to find the faulty device. She weighed 7/14 at discharge so they're estimating a true birth weight of 8/3. She would be the problem baby. ;)

Mommy is very very very very very tired and having postpartum depression issues as expected given her history, but otherwise she is okay. Mommy and Daddy's apartment manager is having issues giving people proper notice the exterminator is coming out with his poisonous chemicals so Mommy and Sue are at the grandparents' until the air clears a bit. Daddy is at home guarding the valuables from maintenance and getting some last minute things in place for the Baby Sue. Baby Sue is enjoying all the love and spoilage and doing a fantastic job of being adorable. Pictures will be posted once they are developed and scanned.

Thank you everyone for the well wishes. I will read them eventually. Probably about the same time I get to enjoy a hot meal, which at this rate will be, oh, 5 reincarnations from now.

Exhaustively and incoherently yours,



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