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Messy McMessy

What's been happening in the D. household?  Well, now that we're almost 10 months into having a baby (who's not so much of a baby anymore), Bug has decided not to go to bed at 6pm anymore.  Instead, she has decided to take a nap at 6pm, wake up at 6:30pm-7pm and stay up all night (until 10pm). Seriously.  10pm.  This mommy cannot hang.  Those awesome dinners I was making every night have been tossed out the window and it's play time- all...the...time.  Daddy has been able to come home before 8pm these days (on most days, anyway) and Mommy has gotten her butt back to the gym.  It's only been a few days, but hopefully Daddy can come home every night with enough time for Mommy to run it off.  My saving grace at the gym- the individual TV's on the each treadmill.  Oh, how the Kardashians keep me going.  If it weren't for them, I would be off the treadmill in 10 minutes.  :) Now that Bug is getting older and she's making me bend down to pick her up and soon will be making me run after her, I need to stay in shape (or get to it).  Who needs strength training when you have an 18 pound Bug to carry around all day?  

Speaking of running after Bug, we're probably almost there.  The crawling phase is probably going to be short.  She's also obsessed with trying to climb the box of pampers and this usually leads to a big THUNK on the floor.  We've had quite a few THUNKS lately while...

1-Trying to climb the couch
2-Trying to climb the bouncer
3-Trying to climb the pampers box
4-Trying to get under the glass table (which will soon be put in storage)
5-Trying to crawl under the crib
6-Trying to walk, holding the crib...with one hand
7-Letting go of the crib while standing
8-Letting go of the couch because we're so excited to see Daddy walking through the door
9-Trying to climb out of the tub (seriously!)

The last two weeks of mobility have been a whirlwind.  I am excited (not really) for Bug to become more mobile.  Pray for us, her poor little head that she keeps hitting, her poor little toes she keeps squishing, and for our sanity!  :P

Although I feel blessed every single day of my life, lately, I've been even more thankful for my family (maybe because we've seen so many on both sides of our families this month), and especially for the hubs.  The other night before I went to bed, I got to thinking (an unusual moment of silence where I could actually hear myself think) and realized that even though some little things could be better, the most important things were already great.  

The hubs and I really do have the most amazing and supportive family and friends, and of course, the most adorable, sweet (when she wants to be), charming and funny baby.  It really could not get any better.  I know we say and feel blessed all the time.  However, when I take a look at my life (all the good and bad), I really could not want anything more, or feel anymore blessed.  God is so amazing.

Anyway, it's random photo day!  Enjoy!

This is Ella and her Baby.  She likes to poke her eyes out, hold her hands while baby stands, and eat her toes. I'm pretty sure if we ever have a baby #2, that we should keep Bug away from him/her.
Check out the cute dress Uncle Kris and James got for Bug on her cruise!
Judging much?
 Look at those cute "itty bitty" legs!
 The many sides of Daddy and Bug.
 The many sides of Mama and Bug.
 The many faces of Bug.  These pics show 4 completely different kids!
 And of course...the two people who made Bug.  (Again, you're welcome.)
 Messy McMessy over here.  Because this mommy was so desperate to eat dinner before the gym, this was not a battle she was willing to fight.  When I got her out of the chair, she had cereal and bananas all over her diapers.  I then took her to the bathroom for a bath and she unclenched her fists and out came bananas and cereal...straight...into...the...TUB.  After we were done with bath time, I looked in the tub and there were banana and cereal pieces everywhere.  Awesome.  So excited to clean that up.
God Bless,
Kat

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