More talking

Allyssa has been practicing her 'b' sounds. She says "baa" for lambs and "b" for bite when we eat cookies. She loves cookies. She is getting very good at saying, "bye-bye" everytime anyone leaves. Then, she cries because she doesn't want them to go. Sweet girl.

We've got a talker

Today Allyssa and I were leaving David's office and Allyssa said, "bye-bye" to Daddy!

Allyssa with the Easter Lillies at church

The Resurrection of Our Lord!

Allyssa wakes up early, so it was easy to go to the Sunrise service. After that, we ate breakfast at church before coming home to play, nap, nurse, play, snack, play, and head back to church for the 10:30 service. After church, Allyssa played with Ella and Emma, and was held by everyone in the world. Then we came home for lunch. After that we relaxed until heading over to a friend's house for supper.

Allyssa getting ready for the second service at church




Allyssa with Ella and Emma Madison, two of her friends from church

Allyssa is napping!!!!

She's been asleep for 1 hour and 1 minute! She didn't even cry! Hooray!

Magnet; March 20

I bought magnets for Allyssa. "Ages 3 and up" it said on the package. Oh silly package. I put the minus sign, the fraction bar, and the divided by sideways L on the part of the fridge that Allyssa can't reach so that she couldn't poke her mouth with it. I thought that was good. Allyssa played for a long time with the magnets down low. One in particular, she really liked. Finally, I took her with me to do chores. We did laundry, vaccumed, and then I thought it was time to play again. Blocks. We would build a tower, but that magnet was still in her hand and was getting in the way. I figured she'd cry when I took it away from her. I thought I aught to anyways. That's when I discovered that she wasn't holding it because she loved it, she was holding it because it was stuck on her thumb. I tried to get it off, but it wouldn't come. Off to the kitchen for some vegetable oil. After pouring a lot on, it finally came off. Allyssa never complained. She even enjoyed getting her hands washed afterwards. Now that pesky 6 and all of its frinds (the B, 9, A, 4, etc...) are all up high, too. She can still play with the M and the N, and letters/numbers that don't have holes that are the perfect size for little thumbs.

Facination with the wall; March 19

Allyssa learned she could drive the train on the wall. The darker color by the train is her drool!

Our acrobat; March 18th

Allyssa climbed up on her toy all by herself. She was very proud of herself!

Easter eggs; March 17th

As I stuffed eggs for the church Easter egg hunt, Allyssa enjoyed the new toys.

Cookie thief; March 17

Allyssa loves cookies. We try to keep her from eating the chocolate in them, but we let her have bites. Here she stole a bite of my cookie! Silly girl!

New blog

David said I needed a new blog. He doesn't want my venting to be seen by those who simply want to look at cute Allyssa. She is cute. I guess hindering that by my venting isn't fair to her cuteness. If you want to see what angers me today, check out http://valleyhousewife2.blogspot.com.

March 14, Trip to the park

March 13, Making cookies

March 11, Are the cookies done yet?

March 10th; Big enough for the big kid toy

March 7, showing off her teeth

March 7th

This is Allyssa's looking window. I think she would look out of it all day if we let her. Yes, I am really behind her; I just pulled back really quick for the picture.

Milestones

This past week Allyssa has stood on her own for a few seconds, and she also pulled a blanket over her head and off again to play peek-a-boo. What a big girl!

Jay takes Allyssa to New York

A few days ago Allyssa's uncle Jay took her on a trip. Here's the picture!

Sitting up

Allyssa has been sitting up on her own from a crawling position. It is really funny to watch because she doesn't care what she sits on. She gets her little bottom poked out in the air and rolls it over on to anything, like a giraffe, a kangaroo, a book, a block, a box, my foot. Somethings she just can't sit on like a table leg, the side of the couch, a bookcase. Poor baby, she tries and tries to sit on the table leg and the side of the couch, but she just can't do it!

Tough Day

Tuesday, Allyssa had her 9 month check up. We are a little off from her birthdate due to her hospitalization. Monday night the dog kept howling and wouldn't shut up. Then the baby woke up and cried for about 30 minutes at 4 and again at 5. By the time morning came David and I were both on edge and sleepy. Because of the drowsiness we both snapped at each other as I was getting loaded up for the drive to Harlingen. Cranky and tired when we reached the doctor's office the receptionist told me that I couldn't see Kia (my CPNP) because I'd switched doctors. I told her that I didn't switch doctors and she showed me a paper I'd signed several weeks ago when Allyssa had bronchitis and I had to see another doctor (it was Ash Wednesday and I had no help and my regualr doctor doesn't accept patients from 4 to 5:30 in the afternoon while the clear the office for the Night Clinic, so a little after 4, I went to a doctor here in town because I was scared to wait because Allyssa was gasping). I told the receptionist that I didn't want to switch doctors and that the other office made me sign that paper to be seen and I had already told someone at my regular doctor's office what had happened the last time I brought Allyssa in. They said that the paper trail just caught up to me and that whatever I talked about last time didn't matter and that I couldn't see Kia. That's when sleepy Laura got crankier. I raised my voice and demanded that I get to see Kia because they called me the day before and confirmed my appointment and I had an appointment and I needed to see Kia because that is Allyssa's CPNP. They told me that that isn't how things work and to have a seat and they'd talk about it for a minute with someone else. So I sat down and proceeded to bawl. I don't mean cry. I was bawling, loudly. That is when Tonya, the meanest lady yet that I was about to meet, came out to usher me into an office so that I wasn't such a scene. The first thing this 40 something year old prejudiced woman said to me was, "How old are you?" I told her that that was none of her business and asked why she wanted to know. Duh. I look young and she's accusing me of being a teenage mother. She said that she is trying to help me and needs to know my age. I said that my age did not matter and that I am Allyssa's mom and that is what matters. She said, "Look, I need to know your age because I'll explain things differently to you if you are 17 than if you are in your twenties." I'm not kidding. She said that. Prejudiced old lady! That is when I proceeded to tell her that I do not deserve to be asked that question. I told her that I worked for many years, went to college, and have been married for 4 years and that she shouldn't judge me based on how old I look. "I'm in my twenties." I told her. She flet guilty then and told me that she was jealous that I looked so young. Then she insinuated that I needed to apologize (which I did) and pretty much beg to see Kia (which I did). Then she told me that I am a bad mother for crying in front of my baby. No joke. She said, "...bad mother. You shouldn't cry in front of your baby. You are upsetting her." Meanwhile, Allyssa continued to look at my smiling face (yes there were tears, but I know better than to frown when she's looking) and wave her book around. I did get to see Kia. I cried the whole time I waited to see her in the waiting room. Then in the exam room while waiting I dropped the container that held Allyssa's scooters (puffed cereal). They fell all over the floor. I cried as I sat Allyssa in her car seat and cleaned up the floor. Then, I gave Allyssa some zwieback toast and cried until Kia came in. Kia was very nice to me and made sure that I was okay before she examined Allyssa, who is healthy. Allyssa is 26 inches long and 18 lbs 8 oz. Certainly, I would have been more level headed about this whole ordeal had I not been exhausted in the first place. Life goes on.

March 6; "This is a heavy couch!"

March 6; "I need to close the box."

5 minutes in the life of Allyssa; March 6th

March 5th 9 Months Old

Allyssa is 9 months old! Here she is eating a cookie!

March 4th; eating grapes for a snack

March 3; Doing laundry with Mommy

Crawling under Daddy's legs; March 2

Feb. 29th

Allyssa crawled to her Sit 'n Spin to play.

Feb. 28th

Allyssa stopped crawling to purse her lips and blow air out of her nose. This is her fun trick right now.