Ella's Security Blanket

Our daughter has selected her security blanket of the moment. What a tough choice it had to have been. Lately, she's shown preferential treatment to the grey plush Elephant dubbed "Ellie", the sweet yellow giraffe named "Eugene 2" and "Taggy Bear" that came from the Iowa State Fair. (Yes, we have a sick addiction of naming most of Ella's stuffed animals.) Only one could become Ella's pride and joy and her personal favorite. Of all the soft cuddly toys in Ella's possession, our daughter picks her coarse, hard plastic hair brush as her main security blanket. I fear we have a beauty queen on our hands.

It started Saturday as Mike tried to put her down for a morning nap. Ella grabbed it off the table next to the glider. As she was drifting, Mike tried to gently pry it from her hands. She screamed, so Mike quickly slide it back, and Ella was promptly out. She napped with it again later that day. We have a picture, but it's out of focus since we decided against using the flash.

She displayed her affection for it again Sunday when Mike was rocking her to asleep. Ella wasn't giving in easily. He decided to just lay her down, so she could enjoy some quiet time in her crib. She again was grasping the brush. I came up to check on them, and I discovered Ella quietly sitting up in her crib, entertaining herself with her brush. She actually was brushing her own hair. I was cracking up because she definitely recognized that the object was used on her head, and she was so intent on her task at hand. Granted, she was using the wrong side of the brush. When she caught me watching her, she gave me that wide smile that seemed to say, "Ma, I'm getting bigger, older and smarter, and isn't this great." Yes, yes, it is.

Go Chiefs!

Go Chiefs!
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Thanks goodness football is back. Poor Ella doesn't know what she missed while she was in the womb. Her mother on the other hand, knows all about it.

But, it IS "Red Friday" today and Ella is in her cute Chiefs onsie today and so she is showing her Chiefs pride. I'm going to make sure she is a Chiefs fan through and through!

In other news--we are finally home for the weekend. The house is a mess, the yard is so long from all the rain and sun we have received lately and we just generally need to rest. The last few nights have been fun (we've been out and about) but we have been getting home, putting Ella to bed and going to bed ourselves and then heading out bright and early right after 7:00 headed back to work. Amanda and I need sleep!

Why I love my wife...

In honor of Amanda's birthday today, I have complied a list of why I love her so much. (in no particular order)

-She constantly writes on this blog about how special I am or how good of a husband or father I am, when its truly her who is the amazing one. She never ceases to amaze me with how much she loves Ella and me! She's really the one putting in the work and dealing with the late night fussies. She's doing the laundry, washing bottles, keeping our money straight, always looking out for me, which is a full time job.

-She's never afraid to get her hands dirty. She's grabbed plenty of poopy and urinated diapers and has been able to just suck and up and deal with it because she's knows she can always just wash her hands later.

-She loves the water. I don't know how many times we've discussed living either on or near the water. There's always something peaceful about it. And Amanda knows that the water is where it's at.

- She's just so darn peaceful when she sleeps. Whenever I see her sleeping, I can't help but want to either jump in bed with her or make her share the couch. But there is NOTHING more peaceful than seeing her sleeping together with Ella. They both are just in their own separate dream worlds, but part of me knows they are both dreaming of spending time with the other.

-She has this big freckle on her leg that I think is just awesome. I know its weird, but I just love it.

-She loves Mexican food. It's a rare occasion that we don't want Mexican food. Whether its El Toro's, Margarita's or Jose Pepper's, we can't turn it down. Throw in a pitcher of 'rita and we are really in trouble.

-She wants everything with her name on it to be exceptional. Now, granted she KNOWS not everything will be perfect, but she expects quite a bit of herself and her work and that keeps pushing her.

-She is a wonderful mother. Plain and simple. She knows when to give in and she knows when to be tough. Now, granted Ella's 6 months old. She doesn't need much tough love. She would gladly give everything she has just to spend all her time with Ella. Amanda is just so beautiful together with Ella. I'm smiling so big right now just thinking and typing about it!

Amanda, I love you so much, and I don't mind typing it here and having everyone read it. You are a such a wonderful woman, a beautiful wife and an incredible mom. Thanks for making my life whole. I really can't do it with out you. Thanks for keeping me honest.

Packing

I am an over packer. I always have been and probably always be. Mike and I swear every trip back to Sioux City that we will take less the next time, but yet we never do. It's primarily my fault, but I always seem to have a reason. The reason this weekend is the wacky weather. It's suppose to be fairly cool and Ella doesn't have that many fall clothes yet, so I'm struggling with what to take. I also then wonder what if it unexpectedly warms up, then what will she wear. If it's cool in the house at night, she'll need different pjs than if it's warm. See my dilemma. Ugh. It's almost 10pm and there's still so much to pack.

I am really looking forward to this weekend. Outside of just seeing my family, we're going to Art Splash, the best summer festival Sioux City has ever had. I also get my mom's burritos, so very yummy. These are so good, I even remember the first time we ever had them.

Ella has not found dreamland tonight. I fear it may be a very long night in the
Bowling household.

Every year it rains

No cars broke down. No one was stranded on the interstate. Yet, one thing we can't escape is the darn rain. I swear every time we get together for Rene's birthday it rains. It doesn't matter our plans, the rain always finds us and makes driving treacherous. Typically, the rain hits before the evening has even begun, but this year it waited until later in the evening. I foolishly mentioned at one a point in the evening, "at least it's not raining." I knew at that moment I had invited the rain to join the party.

As we opened the doors to depart Tom Fooleries, the steady stream of rain mocked us. We had to dash through it to get to the parking garage. TF was the last stop of the evening, so it didn't matter that we were drowned rats. Although, the drive home was quite an experience. In those times, I always wonder why I don't keep a pair of my glasses in my car. It certainly would have upped my confidence on the drive home.

Only 3 more work days until a 3-day weekend. Yahoo!! I can't wait. We are making the trip to Sioux City to see my family and to celebrate our family's birthday week. My brother Matt is the 6th, I'm the 7th, my dad was the 8th and the day my adopted brother Justin first came to live with us was the 9th. Quite the week for my family!

No Deja Vu please

This weekend is shaping up to be eerily like last year and I'm concerned. Last year, this was the weekend that Rene and I were stranded at 1:30 in the morning on I-70 just east of downtown near Manchester -- not a good place to be. This weekend, we are again planning to celebrate Rene's birthday Saturday night, but this isn't the only similarity to last year.

Last year, Mike and I kicked off the weekend with a Jack Johnson concert at Starlight (we had Mike's work tickets). Tonight, we had Mike's company tickets to a Ben Harper concert at Starlight. (We didn't end up going, rather we gave them back so another co-worker who is a slightly bigger fan that us could take his finance for her birthday.) Then Saturday morning, Mike was off to his fantasy football draft. Tomorrow morning at 10 am, Mike is off again to the same fantasy football draft and Saturday night is once again girls night.

While the overall structure of the weekend is quite similar, I'm confident that the events won't repeat as we've changed a few details. I certainly don't want to tempt fate. First, I'm not taking the car rather I'm taking the Vue. Mike's not driving to the draft -- he's catching ride. We skipped the concert. Ella and I are hopefully having a low key day at home. Please, please, let's hope that none of the cars break down. While it's a memory Rene and I will never forget and one we can now laugh about heartily, I'd prefer not to relive it for amusement.

As for Ella, she's just a joy, nothing makes a long work day improve instantly than her sweet smile and energetic welcome screams. One minor concern is her formula intake isn't where it should be. Last week, her acid reflux was the culprit. This week, it's got to be a tooth bothering her. Her new trick for the week is waving. She's a little stubborn with the amount of waves she dispenses. She first displayed it for me as she waved goodbye to one of her teachers this week. It's a little herky jerky but she gets that arm a moving.

Mike got the little one down rather easily and I hear the shaking of margarita's. So thankful it's Friday.

Hey Mom, don't forget

...you have ANOTHER son who enjoys the Royals too, ya know.

I sure feel special.

Ella's favorite hobby

Splashing
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Ella could spend hours in the pool. We hit the pool again this past weekend with Payton in tow. Both girls had a fabulous time. Payton kept asking when Ella would wake up from her afternoon nap, so we could go to the pool. This is the same girl that wouldn't go near the water last summer, even if you bribed her with candy and a toy.

As for Ella, she has no fear of the water, which makes her dad very happy yet causes a sliver of worry in me. I think a little fear might not be such a bad thing. She doesn't even flinch if water slashes in her face. She would probably splash around all afternoon if we would let her. She even tried to crawl out of our grasp and never panicked if her face touched the water. Maybe, we'll be able to squeeze in another trip before the pool closes for the summer.

Another developmental milestone, the girl pulled herself up using the bottom stair. She definitely is a mover and a shaker. There's no taking your eye off her, who knows where she'll go.

Ma Ma

We're continuing to ride this crazy development train. One day after showing off her mobility skills, she tackles language development by uttering "ma ma" and other two syllable sounds. I'm realistic enough to know that she wasn't saying it in reference to me, but the girl has discovered the finer art of babbling.

Another exciting highlight for today was our first Parent Teacher Conference. I chuckled when I was first asked to sign up for a conference time, but in reality it's a great idea. As most parents with kids in child care know, you don't linger at drop offs and pick up times. Inevitably, you are running late to work or you're just want to head home that all you do is grab your child and go home. Another reason is we only have 10 minutes for drop offs and pick ups because of the limited number of parking spots for the daycare parents. While I learn a lot about her day in a few short minutes, you don't have the time to talk long-term development and overall how your kid is doing at daycare.

So how is she doing? Absolutely wonderful. She's a social child who is meeting all of her development milestones. Her teacher Jarrett walked us through their development checklist. We also learned that since Ella is mobile, she'll probably start transitioning to the Lambs room in the very near future. I'm not ready for all this change. I know I have no choice, rather I should just embrace this. Faith from her room will probably move at the same time as her, giving her a familiar face in the room. As Mike and I were leaving, he commented about how happy he is with the center. I must agree.

Right out the gate

A big development in the Bowling household: We have a CRAWLER!! It's official -- not inching along, not scooting. She's on all fours moving each in sequence. I can't believe it.

The worst thing is I missed it. I ran to the dry cleaners. I seriously was gone for 10 minutes max. Mike sat Ella down to move the jumperoo closer to the kitchen, so he could finish cleaning up from dinner. Ella just decided it was time to crawl. Her motivation: YOSHI! She's so fascinated with him. Mike called me immediately on my cell phone. I was so excited, yet I started to cry. I missed witnessing a major development, all for a silly pair of pants.

She did show off her new skill to me once I was home. She's so methodical about every move, but she definitely gets it. I sat there and cried, amazed at her progress and hoping to freeze time, so I can enjoy her more.

My sweet, adorable 6-month-old baby is changing so much. At her appointment on Monday, she was 18 lbs 6 oz and 25 3/4 inches long. The doc again commented on what a happy, healthy baby we have and to just enjoy every precious moment. How, I'm trying.

Holding back and giving in

So, how in the world do you do it? How do you let your child lay there in their crib screaming for love and affection? Its the latest in the saga of Sleep vs. Ella Bowling.

Its the weirdest thing. A couple of weeks ago we were enjoying a good evening routine, we would give her the final bottle for the evening and down she went, and she would sleep until 5:30-6 or so. Then one night she slept good (outside of the occasional wake up and fall back asleep after Mom or Dad comes in and finds my pacifier for me.) She slept SO GOOD in fact, that she didn't wake up until 9:30 in the morning! (It was a Saturday). While Mom and Dad enjoy her sleeping so good, we had no idea that it would signal the end of her falling asleep easy. Since then, she's just been a bear to put down, and we have had to resort to the fun "let her cry it out" and visit her every 5 minutes or so routine. Lemme tell you, its FUN.

I'm very sure Amanda and I aren't the first and certainly won't be the last set of parents to have to go through this. I think the most entertaining part of the whole deal is that every time we go in there, poor Ella is in a different place in her crib! When that girl is unhappy, she is on the move big time.

Hopefully things will get better, and I know they will, it will just take time........hopefully.

Splish Splash

Splish Splash
Originally uploaded by mbowling.

As a couple, Mike and I aren't very decisive people. We're typically starving by time we figure out what to eat. If we decide to eat out, then it's another lengthy process filled with, "I don't know, what do you want."

So today, we knew we wanted to do a family activity, but it took us until 3:30 pm before we finally settled on taking Ella to the Shawnee pool. What a smart decision. We had the best time. With only being there a little longer than an hour, we got our money's worth. How could we not from the lazy river to the water slides and the kiddy pool? Time well spent and wonderful memories created.

Next year, we're so getting a pool pass.

Final note, my little one is only 5 months old for a few hour more hours. How can that be! She's growing up so fast.

Daycare's pool

Daycare's pool
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Another cute picture from daycare. I smile every time I look at it. I love and so appreciate that they take so many photos of the kids and share them with the parents. The pics also decorate the walls of their room.

Playing well with others

Playing well with others
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Ella probably didn't get a gold star this day. I don't know how happy Faith was to share this rubbermaid container with Ella.

Chatter Bugs

Your mom let you do WHAT last night!
Originally uploaded by mbowling.

Here's Ella hanging out with her friends, Surkari and Faith, at daycare. I can only imagine what they're babbling about. Mike joked that Ella's asking about who they plan to draft in the first round of their fantasy football league. Yeah, maybe if it was a group of boys. The photo just cracks me up, seeing her socializing with friends.

A few quick highlights, Ella is definitely moving forward. She is our own little inch worm. It's amazing how fast she's gone from pushing her butt in the air to resting on her hands and knees, to now slowing inching forward. I'm so not ready for baby proofing and baby gates.

She also demands to hold her own bottle at daycare. She still lets us feed her at home, but daycare says she drinks more and doesn't fuss as much if she can hold it herself. She definitely has an independent streak to her. I know where she gets that from.

Water Baby

Water Baby
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Ella had her first pool experience this weekend. Our neighbor Brooke and her son Tommy invited Payton. Ella and I over for a swim. Ella completely dug the water. Mike couldn't have been happier.

Ella loved to splash her hands up and down, and her legs hardly stopped kicking. She probably spent a good 1/2 hour in the pool in momma's arms just watching the bigger kids play. If our stomach's hadn't requested lunch, we probably would have stayed longer. Ella promptly crashed in an afternoon slumber and dreamt of her water experience for the next two hours. I imagine a portable pool is in our future. One small problem -- no level piece of lawn.

Have another bite Ella

Have another bite Ella
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Payton spent Sunday with us and as usually provided lots of laughs. She was always asking how she could help or what Ella needed, so she jumped right in at feeding time. She couldn't wait to serve up some peaches to Ella.

Payton and I also had a discussion about why Ella can't do certain things like talk or walk. We discussed how Payton could help teach Ella those things. She then proudly announced that she would also teach Ella about putting on her own clothes, make-up and purses. And yes, this girl is not quite 4. It was too cute.

Happy Girl

I am the mom to just the happiest little girl. She cracks me up. Her smile seriously knocks me over, it just lights up her whole face. She literally beams. I feel so blessed.

Monday (I know I'm slow, but it's been a busy week.) She stayed home with Mike as he recuperated from the long wedding weekend. When I walked in the door and caught her eye, she squealed with excitement that mom was home. Her legs were kicking, her arms swaying. I couldn't wait to scoop her into my arms. I've never seen have that kind of reaction. It was the best. I felt so special, especially since it was almost 7:30. I think she's entering a "I'm a momma's girl stage," and I must admit I like it.

Although, a co-worker of mine paid Mike the sweetest compliment. She said that she's so touched when she sees men with their kids and they seem like true naturals. I couldn't agree more. Mike is so great with Ella. He's always jumping right in and doing anything he can for her, and they do share a very special bond. I imagine it won't take long before I'm knocked off the pedestal. For now, I'm enjoying my position.

Party Girls

Party Girls
Originally uploaded by mbowling.

What a beautiful and fun wedding! Exhausted, but my little brother is married and we have a wonderful new member to our family. What great memories! Any night that ends with me smoking my brothers and my husband in go carts is a good night. Bonus points for me too, I was in my tea-length dress trying not to flash anyone and keeping my feet from slipping off the gas pedal.

Ella did great. She was a trooper getting passed back and forth, and was a constant charmer! Plus, she looked positively adorable.

More later, plus more photos.

Congrats to Justin and Brandi! Enjoy your honeymoon!

So Tough

Man, my heart is breaking this morning. Today was a new first for Ella. She cried when I handed her off to Liz and as I turned to head out the door. Her face just screamed, "mom, don't go." She definitely recognized that she was staying and mom was leaving. I was devastated. My heart plummeted. Bonnie, the daycare director, could see in my face that I wanted to grab her, comfort her and run. She intervened by taking Ella from Liz, walking her deeper into the play area and quietly saying, "Amanda, you just have to go. She'll be fine."

It took all my strength not to cry as I walked out to the car (or as I write this.) My heart always broke a little at drop offs but today just stunk! It was a new emotion for me, and one I'll probably have the pleasure of experiencing multiple times over.

Getting my 8 glasses

That hit the spot
Originally uploaded by mbowling.

Glasses fascinate Miss Ella. She loves to grasp them, pull them to her mouth and take a swig. She thinks she's so grown-up.

Not to worry there's nothing but water in the glass.

C'mon Guys, I'm not happy

C'mon Guys, I'm not happy
Originally uploaded by mbowling.

Ella isn't typically this unhappy, but I just love this photo of her.

Off to find Mike a new outfit for my brother's rehearsal dinner.

Took our first family photo this weekend for our church directory, and $57 later, we're not happy. I think I may need to cancel the order and try another time.

My husband, what a good man

My husband is so good to me. I am fortunate enough that I can say this on almost any day, but Tuesday night he was a saint.

I woke up around 4 am Tuesday morning with my stomach sending me an eviction notice. Something I had eaten the night before was not welcomed any longer by my digestive system. So I spent the next hour commuting to my bed and the bathroom. I’ll spare the gory details, but I can appreciate how my daughter feels with stuff coming from every end. If I had any sick days to use, I most definitely would have spent the day in bed, but without any remaining for the rest of the year, I dragged myself to work. I also had a “must attend” off-site, brainstorming meeting with our firm’s communications company in the morning.

After making it through a very long day, Ella and I returned home to watch the minutes tick by until Mike got home. I optimistically hoped she would find enjoyment in us laying in bed playing games. After multiple tickle, talking and singing sessions, she made it clear it was time for a change in scenery. Mike came home to find us in the living room with her in the jumperoo and me curled in the fetal position in front of it. He then banished me to the couch and handled all our evening responsibilities. Unfortunately for him, it was not Ella’s best night. Our normally happy, giggling little girl was MIA. Her other bottom tooth appears to be pushing through and causing her great pain. Nothing pacified or calmed her for long. After 3 to 5 minutes, she’d start up again. Mike tried the exersaucer borrowed from our neighbors, frozen bagel, teething toys, a bottle, rocking, cereal, but she was just miserable.

I felt extremely guilty, but so relieved to just relax and veg. I laid there at watched tv, something I almost forgot existed! He ordered me to bed around 9:30. I attempted to help him clean up, but he heckled me and put me to bed. So thanks sweetheart for letting me rest, allowing me to shake that nasty bug. Fever disappeared by Wednesday.

As for the little one, she’s now 5 months old as of July 14. She's a riot and just a joy. It's so much fun watching her grow and develop. Tonight, she got a taste of sweet potatoes and just loved it. Takes after her uncle Scott, my brother.

I am still amazed at her existence. I wonder if I'll ever really process it.

Yum Yum

Yum Yum
Originally uploaded by mbowling.

So much big news around here, but work for both of us is insane.

Will post more later, but a few big highlights

*She has a tooth and another one is not far behind. These are here to stay.
*Mike and I spent the first night away from her. It was fun, but I'd rather have her with me.
*She loves to gum frozen bagels.
*She weighs close to 17 pounds.
*I lost the nail on my big toe nail. Man, does it hurt.
*Less than two weeks to my brother's wedding, another reason life has been so crazy.

Off to work.

She knows what she likes

Evening Cruise
Originally uploaded by mbowling.

A new picture of the family, taking our poor daughter on another terrifying boat ride. This is from our evening cruise during the 4th of July weekend.

Ella is doing great, but we've had some feeding issues the past two days. She downright refuses to take a bottle at daycare, but does great at home. At daycare, she gets fussy, pushes the bottle away and just cries, but when given cereal, she gobbles it up. I think she only had 10 ounces of formula Monday and Tuesday during daycare. Yet, when we got home, she attacks the bottle. She drank 15 ounces of formula last night between 6 and 9:30. So, she's getting plenty of nutrition on a daily basis, but is cluster eating at home. I'm beginning to wonder if she associates cereal with daycare and bottles with home.

I pulled an Amanda

Background: As a child, I was very clumsy. I always seemed to be dropping things, tripping over my own feet, you get the picture. Well, when anyone would do a clumsy act, my family started calling that you pulled an "Amanda." (A great builder of self-confidence, I know.) A few of my more significant clumsy acts included flipped over an entire large pizza as I tried to tear away the pizza box, and spilling a full bottle of creme de mint on new carpet.

Well, this week I definitely pulled an Amanda. The pediatric office finally gave Ella a prescription of amoxicillin for her horrible cough. I was walking down the hallway to give her a dose on Thursday morning and went to shake the bottle. Well, I quickly learned that the lid wasn't on tight. So, her pink, bubble gum flavored medicine ended up being dumped all over the carpet in the hallway. What a fun mess it was to clean up. Of course, it didn't really clean up. Mike tried as best he could. I knew having a kid would leave a mark on our house. I figured it would be the kid not me leaving the mark.

What I did during my 4th of July weekend. . .

Party Pooper
Originally uploaded by mbowling.

Four days away from work and four days to spend with my girl and my husband, oh what fun we had.

It was a relaxing weekend. We divided our time between being lazy at home and camping with the Bowling/Davis crew at Pomona. Okay, not so much camping, rather Ella's first RV experience. Ella did great. When the heat got to be a bit much for her, we'd escape to the cool comforts of the air conditioning now and then. She also endured a boat ride on ole yeller. It meant a lot to Mike to have Ella in that boat. Another sweet memory tied to the historic yellow boat. I doubt Larry expected when he purchased the boat many, many years ago that his first grandchild would enjoy that boat.

Ella also was entertained by her cousins Tacy and Gena. Both are very eager for Ella to grow up, so she can play with them. They are such sweet girls and provided endless enjoyment as well.

We only stayed one night, and Ella slept so well. Mike and I honestly expected a marathon evening, but she did great in an unfamiliar setting. We considered staying another night, but home is such a comfort zone that we headed back after dinner on Monday.

Ella continues to grow like a weed. I so enjoy watching her mind learn new things. Right now, she loves to roll from her back to her stomach. She practiced her skill quite a bit this weekend. She was rolling now and then before this weekend, but always got frustrated because she couldn't free her arm. She has that skill mastered. In part because she's practicing so much in her sleep. Now, she needs to learn to roll the other way, so mom and dad don't have to wake from their slumber to do it for her. Over the alternative to listening to her scream, I'll drag myself out of bed.

Speaking of bed, that's where I need to be.

The advertising industry is a changin

And you better be on top of it if you want to keep up. My little nugget for today. Probably more of mental note, but thanks for reading!

My first taste of cereal

Yum Yum
Originally uploaded by mbowling.

We rebelled and gave Ella cereal. The doc suggested waiting another two weeks. We, Ella included, were ready to give it a try. More ended up on her chin than in our belly, which is what we expected. Ella certainly understood that when the spoon came near her mouth to open wide. She just couldn't keep her tongue from pushing the food out, but she sure seemed to like the taste of it.

My mom got to witness her first bite and so lovingly photographed every yummy bite. Grandma also got some quality time with her granddaughter. Brian and she kicked Mike and I out for an evening, so they could spoil her. Mike and I dragged ourselves to the Legends out by the race track, to enjoy a good meal and much needed conversation. We ended the evening by meeting up with the Comers, who were out celebrating their 6th year anniversary (Congrats to them!) for a few drinks.

Sunday, Miss Payton came over and spent the night with us. It gave Mike and I a very small glimpse into what it might be like to attempt to get two kids ready in the morning. Everything went so smoothly and the kids slept well, so I know that will never happen again. We both were pulling out of the garage just slightly after 7 am. That rarely happens with just Ella. Miss P was a doll. She was so helpful, always asking me what Ella needed and how she could help. She picked out Ella's clothes for today, brushed her hair, threw away dirty diapers, and everything in between. She was such a big help!

It's hard to believe another weekend has come and gone.

Check me out!

Ella & the Bumbo Seat!
Originally uploaded by mbowling.

"What in the sam-scratch is Ella sitting on?" The answer: The bumbo seat, chair, floatation device, I don't know. All I know is it has the name Bumbo, and its just *the* hottest new fashion accessory. In fact, I just saw Paris Hilton sitting in one the other day.

But what it really is, is a very cool chair that "miss thang" can sit upright in and she can just look all around. Its good for her neck muscles and its made of a firm, but soft rubbery (flubber?) substance.

Again, "so what?"

Apparently there is 3 page waiting list for these freaking things down at Toys R Us.

Seriously. The black market for these things is incredible. We got ours though a source who only wanted to be known as "Fat Tony".

Okay, so I know this makes us goofy parents always wanting the latest and greatest thing for our daughter, but, she does seem to like it.

Even if our source had to knock off a couple of people to get it. It was so worth it to see the smile on her face.

-M

From Daddy's Little Girl

Daddy and me
Originally uploaded by mbowling.

Happy first Father's Day, daddy.

Thanks for being such an amazing dad. For only being a parent for four months, I'd think you're doing a fabulous job, especially since I can be a bit difficult to figure out sometimes -- I hear I get that trait from my mom. You're definitely setting the standards high for any future boyfriends. Yes, I know I'm not allowed to have one until I'm at least 25.

In a short time, we're created so many wonderful memories. My favorites are the simple moments like being silly with you while we sit on the chaise. Who knew playing our games of touching noses and who has a longer tongue could be so much fun.

A few requests, promise me you'll never stop singing to me -- although you could add some new ones to your set list. I love falling asleep in your arms as you sing me to sleep. Mom was right, there's no better way to fall asleep than on your chest.

We'll work on your fashion sense. You do a good job getting me dressed in the morning, but it's a good thing mom picks out my clothes. Just remind her to also set out my socks as well.

You're made me many promises and pledges, and I won't hold you to every last one. Outside of loving me forever, all I ask is you keep my diaper dry, my belly full and mom sane -- the world seems to spin a little smoother when that happens.

Well dad, I'm dictating this to mom, but she's telling me it's bed time. I have so many wonderful things to say about you, but know above all that I love you so very much and I couldn't have asked for a better dad.

Your little girl

Father's Day

Father's Day
Originally uploaded by mbowling.

Poor Mike is having a crappy day, so I had to share this with him a few days early. Daycare put this together, and I think it's just the sweetest thing. It was waiting for me when I went to visit her at lunch.

Mike loved it, and I hope for a moment forgot what a bad day it has been.

Asleep

Peace
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What a sweet daddy and daughter moment. I captured this over the weekend. Ella seems to prefer Mike to me at naptime and bedtime. He has a knack for getting her to fall asleep fairly quickly.

Although tonight, she's laying with me in the chair. She hasn't been in the best of moods tonight, which is understandable considering she got her 4-month shots today. The poor thing is just lethargic and wants to be held. I was more than happy to oblige her. She is running a low-grade fever as well. She was a champ at her appointment. She cried once she felt the first stick, but fell asleep once we were in the car.

Overall, the doctor says she's doing great and growing at good rate (her weight was 15 pounds 1 oz.) -- again we have a happy, healthy, adorable little girl. I feel so blessed.

Couch Potatoes

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What a wonderful weekend! Outside of getting the Vue serviced, we had no plans this weekend, no schedule to keep, no places to be. Every weekend should be like this. Of course, our house is still messy, laundry isn't quite completed, and nothing was crossed off my to-do list, but we relaxed, we laughed, and we hung out. Outside of floating on a boat all day, it was pretty great weekend.

Holding My Own

Mike just called me downstairs. I went down to find Ms. Ella holding her own bottle. I let out a shot of awe, which caused her to pull the bottle out. She then turned to me and shot me a slightly annoyed look, like I was crazy for getting so excited over something so small and distracting her.

Lately, she's been putting her hands on the bottle, but this was the first time Mike pulled his hands away and the bottle stayed. She doesn't have actual control of the bottle, but it's a small step into her development. She also is babbling away these days. Her and I spent a good part of the day yesterday laying around and talking. She can hold her own in any conversation. I imagine she gets her gift for gab from me. The odd thing is we've noticed she talks more when she's laying down.

I am suppose to be looking for dinner recipes, so back to the reason why I'm on the computer.

Peeking Through

It's official, Ella has a tooth that's trying to push through. It's awfully early for this. Daycare and my mom had suspected that she was beginning to teethe. She has been gnawing on her hands frequently, beginning to drool more and taken a liking to the cold teething rings. Sunday night, Mike and I were finally able to get a good look in her mouth and saw a tiny white tip pushing through her top gum. Yes, her top. Most babies get their bottom ones first. Not Ella, she wants to be different.

I wasn't exactly sure if what we saw was a tooth. It's not like she lets us leisurely gawk at it, but daycare confirmed it yesterday. I'm not ready for this. I want to freeze time. I'm just in awe of how much she's changing every day. It hit home this morning when I saw Ella next to a 7-week old at her daycare. Anna started today and Ella towered over her. How can it be that this is Ella's 5th week at daycare and next week she's 4-months old?

A Year Ago

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One year ago, Mike and I learned about Miss Ella’s existence. I took the pg test on a Sunday evening, even though Mike and I said we'd wait until the morning. I was impatient and had to know if my instinct was right. My, what a year!

Here’s another photo from this weekend. Ella was hanging out in the boppy pillow while we got prepared for our boating adventure. I changed the boppy cover to fit with the theme of the weekend. This photo cracks me up. What a doll.

Saving my life

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Too tired to write anything -- weekend was good. Ella liked the boat, but as any kid hated the lifejacket. Cried until the boat took off and then was content, that is until the boat stopped. The parents loved spending the weekend near and on the water. Ella was so excited to be there that she forgot how to sleep. More later.

Lullaby

My favorite new song by the Dixie Chicks:

They didn't have you where I come from - Never knew the best was yet to come -- Life began when I saw your face -- And I hear you laugh like a serenade

How long do you want to be loved -- Is forever enough, if forever enough -- How long do you want to be loved - Is forever enough, 'cause I'm never never givin' you up

I slip in bed when you're asleep -- to hold you close and feel your breath on me. Tomorrow there'll be so much to do -- so tonight I'll drift in a dream with you ....

As you wander through this troubled world -- in search of all things beautiful -- you can close your eyes when you're miles away -- an hear my voice like a serenade....

Blissful Sleep

Sweet Ella slept so wonderful last night. She went down at 9:45 after a shower, a little bit of a bottle and some cuddling time with dad. And get this, she slept until 5:10. A, WHO HOO!!!

Mind you, I still haven't learned my lesson. I didn't crawl into bed until nearly 11. I did wake up a few times concerned that she hadn't woke me up, but I resisted running to her room because I knew I would wake her. When I went to her at 5, she was at the end of the crib with her feet in the air, propped up against the side of the crib. How that was comfortable, I'll never know. Tonight, I'll be looking for the repeat button.

Drop Offs

I hate Monday drop-offs. Yes, I realize today is Tuesday, but for me, it felt like a Monday. I don't enjoy turning my daughter over on a normal day. It's especially hard after spending three relaxing days with her. She doesn't seem to mind, but I hate it. Today, I had to do it twice, since I left her blanket in the car. I love to torture myself.

The emptiness hits hard once I crawl back in the car and my eyes glimpse into the back seat and see an empty spot where my once babbling (okay sometimes screaming) daughter was just a few seconds ago. My heart just falls like a heavy brick. I quickly call Mike for reassurance. He reminds me that Ella is in good hands and it's good for me to go to work. I know he's right. By time I'm settled in front of my computer, I am focused on my work, which helps the day go faster. I never forget about her. Impossible to do as I am surrounded by pictures of her.

Friday will again be here before we know it. We're looking forward to this weekend as we're spending it with Mike & Jen at their lake house. I can't wait to see what Ella thinks of the boat and the water. I'm sure she'll hate the infant life vest. If anything, it will be interesting with two infants, a toddler and two dogs.

My friend the kangroo

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It's 9:45. Mike is at a Royal's game and my precious daughter is asleep in her crib. Why am I on the computer? I should be in bed, in the shower or at least painting my toes. But here I am, typing away on the computer. I'm pathetic. Where's my to-do list? Maybe that will remind or motivate me to get off this thing.

The little lady is doing great and is such a happy baby. Her wide toothless smiles melt my crazy work day away. I felt gipped and disappointed the first few weeks at daycare. When I picked her up, I got nothing -- no smile, no sparkle in the eye. I wanted some sort of acknowledgment that I was mom and I was special. Well, late last week, my wish was granted. As I walked in to the room, she focused on me and broke out into a wide beaming smile. At that moment, man, life was good. Today, I heard her fussing as I walked into the center and as I wound my way back to her room, I knew she wasn't having her best afternoon. I entered her room, called out to her, caught her eye and her cries stopped and again that beautiful smile. Hands down, the best moment of my day.

The picture is her latest source of endless enjoyment. Grandma spoiled her with a jumperoo and man is that kid happy. The instance you place her in it and she makes eye contact with the orange kangaroo, she is all smiles. It's positively adorable.

I have a shower calling out to me and nail polish that desperately needs to go on my toes. I am so excited about having a three-day weekend with my two favorite people. It can't get here fast enough.

Shower Fun

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No time to recap our past week right now. It was crazy busy with Mike’s birthday party and Ella’s baptism. Definitely, a memorable and meaningful weekend especially since so many family and friends were with us. Monday rolled around too quickly giving us no time to recover from the weekend. Work offers no reprieve as our firm's annual report is due to the printer in a week, and as the token writer/proofreader on staff, I'm swamped.

Until I can do a longer post, enjoy this photo of Ella and daddy in the shower. Showers are so much easier than baths, and Ella actually seems to prefer shower time.

I could spend all my time away from her staring at her pictures, but work gets in the way. I feel so blessed to be her mom and to have such a supportive husband.

There She Blows

Poop flies. Quite far and quite fast. I didn't know this until last night. I got a quick lesson in the speed of poop when it's propelled by some mighty potent gas. Ella's gas acts a turbo booster. Now if we could only harness this as an alternative to rising fuel costs.

It started as a typical diaper change after a bowel moment. She was content, her diaper was messy and stinky. I had a clean diaper positioned underneath the dirty one, and I was trying to work quickly. My left hand held her legs in the air. The right cleaned her up. I paused for one quick second to brush hair out of my face. I'm right handed, so naturally I used that hand. When in that second, Ella finished cleaning out her intestines and she let one fly. Oh my, what a site! And what a mess! Her uncles would have been so proud.

I let out a blood curdling scream. I had never seen runny BMs fly in front of my face. Her poop easily traveled four feet before landing on the diaper stack and dripping down to the carpet. She also coated everything in between -- picture frames, wipe box, toys, changing table, changing pad. My loud and shocked reaction didn't startle Ella -- she was completely content. Mike raced up to the stairs to find me still holding her legs in the air while laughing so hard I couldn't make a noise. It didn't take him long to surmise the situation. He was a little bewildered, but sprung into action cleaning everything.

What a memorable evening. It's one I'll never forget, but one I hope to never repeat. I even have photos of the poop-stained carpet, so I can tease Ella about this incident for years to come. Maybe now is the time to consider a shorter hairdo.

Sound the Alarm

Poor Ella, on her very first day at day care, they had a fire drill. Luckily, an alarm wasn't sounded, they just announce it over the speaker system in the day care. Can you imagine how quick a loud obnxious alarm would scare those kids?

Overall, Ella did great on her first day. I saw her at lunch and she was having fun. We get a report at the end of each day. It outlines when her diaper was checked, when and how much she ate, times when she napped, what skills she worked on and the other activities they did during the day. Outside of the fire drill, she went on a buggy ride, got an infant massage, did tummy time, played with bubbles and listened to kids' songs. She was wore out from her new daily routine that she was dead to the world around 10:30 last night.

I survived dropping her off. Mike went with me. I didn't break down, but my eyes welled with tears. We did the hand off relatively quickly for my sake and it seemed to work. My mom sent me flowers to brighten my day, which helped and was so thoughtful of her.

Today seems harder than yesterday. I was so focused on just getting through Monday, and once we did, I felt such relief. That was until the dread of dropping her off again hit. I realized we have to do this every day, and each day it will hurt. It will get easier or so they say. As Mike says, who exactly is "they?"

My First Day

I survived. Granted I only worked from 9 to 2:45, but I made it through and with no significant tears. I forgot what great people we have in our department. Not only did they greet me with kind words and warm smiles, and indulged me by listening to Ella stories, but they also had a bag of homemade cookies and an arrangement of flowers. How sweet of them.

Ella also had a good day. She was in good hands. Her thanks to Rene were three dirty diapers. Poor Rene! Payton also had a ball hanging out with Ella, and I heard was a big help. We'll find out Sunday as we're watching Payton for the first time sine Ella was born.

Monday will be harder, but its not today or tomorrow, so I can avoid thinking about it for now.

One Day Left

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Tomorrow, or actually today, is my last day of maternity leave. I cannot believe it is coming to an end. It went too quickly. When she was born, May seemed an eternity away. Time is going by too quickly. What saddens me is I now only have weekends with my daughter and holidays until next year. That thought completely depresses me, yet makes me realize how precious that time is.

Our plan for today is to hang out at home and just enjoy each other. We've been busy running errands getting ready for next weekend when Mike turns 30 and Ella gets baptized. Today will be a much more relaxed day. We do plan to visit her day care again today. Yesterday's visit went fine. It was short. Her teachers both held her and interacted with her. Ella seemed comfortable in their care and I know she'll be well taken care of, but I doubt it will make next week any easier.

On to happier news, Ella did a partial roll yesterday. We were playing on the floor, and I stood up to grab a toy. She was squirming around and managed to get herself from her back to her stomach. She wasn't too happy once she got on her stomach because her arms were pinned underneath her. I was so amazed and proud of her.

Sweet Laugh

Boy, did we get lucky. Sunday night after unpacking the car from our road trip to Sioux City, Mike and I were hanging out with Ella, making her laugh or maybe she was making us laugh. Anyway, she was cooing and smiling up a storm. Mike decided she was just being too darn cute, so he decided to preserve the moment with the video camera. We were just playing away while he was recording when all of a sudden we heard the sweetest laugh. Our heads swiveled around to look at each completely shocked that we heard our daughter's first laugh, much less got it recorded. It was such a light, airy silly laugh. I was so tickled by it. We haven't heard the laugh since then, but she's given us plenty of those wide, toothless smiles.

As for the road trip, Ella did great. She hardly fussed in the car, rather she slept for most of it. I was worried. I honestly thought we'd be stopping multiple times with her, but she really impressed me. It was a very enjoyable trip visiting with family and showing off our wonderfully sweet adorable little girl. Ella also had some of the best nights sleeping that she's ever had. We're talking 6 to 7 hour stretches. Of course, that didn't continue once we got home. Grandma teased that we'll have to bring her back if we want to get good sleep again.

The countdown has begun. I have go back to work in one week. I'm dreading it. It's not that I don't want to work. I just don't want to leave her. I just wish she could hang out with me in my office. We are spending a few hours together at daycare next Tuesday and Wednesday, so her and I can feel more comfortable with the environment and the staff, and they can get to know her. I'm hoping that will put some of my fears at ease. Until then, I'm just going to enjoy this last week and spend lots of time cuddling with her.

Our Easter Bunny

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Ella sitting pretty in her pink Easter dress. She tolerated the hat long enough to get through church and a few photos.

Smile Pretty for Mommy

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For most of last weekend, poor Ella had a camera in her face as momma tried to catch her sweet smile. After 30 some pictures, this is what we got. It just melts our hearts.

The Dreaded First Shots

We survived the two month appointment and the first round of shots. She screamed and fussed as the nurse gave her the three pokes, but after a little tyenol, she slept the pain off with a three hour nap. Overall, she was great for the doctor, who said we have a very alert, healthy and adorable little girl.

We discussed her acid reflux, and the doctor upped her prescription from .5ml twice a day to 1 ml three times a day. She also suggested that we add a little rice cereal to thicken up her bottles. She believes this will help with the spit-up. I certainly hope so, as she soaks a bib at almost very feeding.

Ella now weighs 11 lbs and 5 oz and is 22 3/4 inches long. She's outgrown most of her 0-3 months clothing. I can't believe how big she is getting. Overall, I feel like we've turned a corner with her. She's sleeping for longer stretches, she's not having as many fussy periods and the duration of those times have decreased. In general, she seems to be a fairly happy baby, who has her moments like any of us do. We captured her smile this past weekend. Hopefully, I can get Mike to post the picture because it's so adorable of her. So look for that soon.

What a Wonderful Night

Can we have a repeat of this night every night? We only had to get up once with Ella. She went down at 10:45. Mike got up with her at 2:45 for her only overnight feeding. Granted, he was up for an hour. When we crawled into bed at 11, Mike said he'd take the first feeding because I had put her down and she hadn't taken a bottle of formula since 8 pm. If I had any idea she was only going to get up once, I would have handled it. I honestly thought she'd be back up around 5, but she slept until 6:15.

We needed this. We'll still have bad nights and stretches of them, but one great night goes along way to restoring normal brain function. To be fair, we've had three pretty good nights in a row, but last night was by far our best one. I wish I could say I slept a blissful 7 hours, since I didn't get up with her. Nope. I tossed and turned last night -- Ella didn't keep me up, rather my head wouldn't shut off. Regardless, I'm still celebrating what a great night we had with her. Let's hope she'll continue with such good sleeping patterns.

Coming Up for Air

Sorry for our lack of posting. Things have been a bit hectic and stressful in the Bowling household. Outside of the standard new parent stress factors, Mike's company moved office buildings last weekend, which has kept him away from home. He's been working very long hours, including all of last weekend. We desperately missed him, and I know he did us, so we're very glad he'll be around this weekend.

Ella is still precious as ever. She smiles more and more each day, but our nights are still long. I tell myself those sweet smiles are my reward for crying, sleepless nights. I also remind myself that these long, exhausting nights won't last forever. Mike and I tell Ella when she's having a crying fit and can't be consoled that we'll buy her whatever she wants if she'll just stop crying and go to sleep. Yes, we know we're pathetic -- resorting to bribery of an infant, but it's amazing the concessions you'll make when she's been screaming for three solid hours and all you want is peace.

I can't believe another week has passed. My maternity leave is going by too quickly. Each time I think about returning to work and leaving her for 8 solid hours, my tear ducts get a good workout. Instead, I just try to enjoy our moments and block out reality.

Ella has a new playmate!

I'd like everybody to meet Carter David Comer:




He's the newest member of our neighbors Mike and Jenn's family. And also another set of little legs that will be running around the Brockway cul-de-sac for a while. He was born on Monday morning, was 7 lbs. 9 oz. and was 18 1/2 inches long. Amanda and I made it over Monday night to see the little bugger (and his parents). He's very adorable, but then again, what baby isn't?

Unfortunately Ms. Ella won't be able to see him until Mike and Jenn make it home. The hospital has a policy that you can't bring a baby her age into the maternity ward. Mainly because they don't know if you are bringing in your own baby, or swiping somebody else's! So they plan to come on Thursday.

Jenny's pooped, but very happy. Amanda is very happy that Jenny will be home all day now so they, and the new babies can hang out together!

So congratulations to Jenny, Mike, big brother Aaron, and welcome Carter! (and I'll throw in Crusier, Callie and Marley just for grins)

Making Feedings Fun

Last week Ella was diagnosed as having a pretty bad case of acid reflux. The nurse came to this conclusion, and luckily the doctor agreed, after watching Ella feed. The signs: She is a slow eater -- whether nursing or on the bottle. Feedings aren't particular fun or relaxing for her -- more so when she's on the bottle, but she fights the bottle and pulls off frequently. She's fussy after feedings. Her projectile spit-ups are record worthy, mainly in amount. Not only does she spit up immediately after a feeding (even after good burps), but frequently 45 minutes to an hour after a feeding.

The course of action right now is zantac, which she's been on for nearly a week. I can't say I've seen a huge improvement, but she doesn't seem to fight feedings as much anymore. The pharmacist said it could take up to 2 weeks before we notice a significant difference. Taking the medicine isn't Ella's favorite part of the day -- she hates the taste of it, but doesn't protest it too much. It was also suggested we switch bottles yet again. So, we're using the Dr. Brown bottles. I don't quite understand what makes them so special, but if they help then I'm all for it.

As for sleeping, her patterns are random. After a particularly rough night (neither Ella or I slept for longer than an hour), we've had two decent evenings in a row. We trying to incorporate a bed time routine that begins at 9. Last night, she was asleep at 9:45 and slept until 1:30. I woke up at 1 am in a panic because she hadn't woken us up by then. I cruised by her room and saw an arm move from the doorway, which was a relief to me. I wonder how I'll handle the first time she sleeps through the night.

Her weight is 9 lbs 3 oz. The doc wants her to weigh a bit more at this point, maybe the zantac will help with that.

Family Meeting

Ella gets to meet two more of her uncles this weekend. My brothers, Scott and Matt, are spending the weekend with us. I haven't seen them since Thanksgiving, so I'm excited to have them in KC. I'm can't wait to see my brothers interact with my daughter. Beyond hanging around the house and maybe giving Mike and I the opportunity for a long afternoon nap, the guys plan to hit the auto show and have a meal at Arthur Bryant's. I'm glad they have a few outings planned. Otherwise I fear, they'd get bored just hanging around the house.

Ella and I have gone a few outings. It does us good to get out of the house for a bit. We've been on a few walks, a quick run to the grocery store and a visit to Mike's work. I have a dentist appointment later today, and I'm going without Ella. Our neighbor Liz is coming over to watch Ella for me. This is the third time I've left her. Last Saturday, Mike and I went on a dinner date. It was good for us to spend time alone together, and it was hard to leave her. I surprised myself by not getting emotional. I was certaintly ready to return home though. She was in good hands, Larry and Glenda graciously agreed to babysat for us.

Next week is full of outings as well. We have a doctor's appointment, picture appointment and possibly visiting my work. Plus, we have a handful of visitors scheduled as well. I just can't believe how fast this time is going. Slow down, please.

She Grew

I told Ella to think heavy on our way to the doc, and she listened. Momma was so proud. She weighed in at an astonighing 8 lbs. 8 oz. We've surpassed our birth weight by gaining a 1 lb, 1 ounce in a week. It felt good to know the weight is headed in the right direction. Typically, we wouldn't see the doc again until the 2 month mark. Since we've had the weight issue, she wants to see us next week for an actual appointment. I'll be curious to see how much we grow this week.

A Timeline of Ella's Night

10:28 p.m. -- Mom heads to bed (she wanted to go earlier, but laundry and trash beckoned.)
11:30ish p.m. -- Mike & Ella join mom (I may have this time wrong. Mike said something to me about when he put her down as I was awoken from my dream state by a screaming infant at..)
12:02 a.m. -- Ella's scream alerts Mike and I that she's starving. Her last feeding started at 8 p.m. and ended at 9 p.m.
12:30 a.m. -- Mom lays Ella down to prepare bottle after nursing for 1/2 hour.
1:07 a.m -- After 2 diaper changes and 3 oz of formula, Ms. Ella's eyelids are getting heavy.
1:27 a.m. -- Ella is asleep in pack n play.
3:31 a.m. -- Ella's cry jolt mom and dad awake
4:18 a.m -- Almost done with two ounces -- can we sleep past 7?
6:30 a.m -- Ella starts to cry, but it's small whimpers off and no, so we lay there for awhile secretly encouraging her to fall back asleep
7:10 a.m. -- Full-blown cries start
8:05 a.m. -- Finish the morning feeding, any chance we'll lay back down?

Grow Ella Grow

Ms. Ella needs to gain some weight. Her weight was down to 7 lbs. 7 oz. at Monday's weigh in. We've started supplementing with formula with the hope that she'll pack on some pounds. She definitely is one leisurely eater. It takes her a good 1/2 hour to consume just an ounce of formula sometimes -- she doesn't seem to be crazy about the bottle or the formula. Hopefully, it's just an adjustment.

Otherwise, we are surviving and just enjoying Ella. We're a little sleep deprived, so we'd love for Ella to sleep for longer stretches overnight, but we know that will come with time. She and I have enjoyed the unseasonably warmer weather and have been on a few walks. It did me a world of good to get some exercise and fresh air.

Nothing else too exciting is going on. Life is good.

Good night and doing a quick test..

Since it was a good night last night I felt like I should take a moment and say so. It was a good night! 

Ms. Ella felt like sleeping quite a bit so that made mommy and daddy very happy! So of course she will be a holy terror tonight. :)

The test portion of this is just something Mac-related. I'm testing a new widget that I downloaded that I can use for posting quickly. Lets hope it does the trick!

-papa

Updated picts!

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I know you all have been clamoring for some more pictures of Miss Ella--so here they are!

Its been an up and down couple of days. She's been feeding really well, about every 2 hours right now, and that is just plum wearing out Amanda. But she's a trooper and knows that it will get better. Ella has been sleeping good some nights, and not so good other nights. Its been interesting to try to find what works for her and what doesn't when it comes to making her comfortable. Her parents are definitely on HER schedule at the moment.

Amanda has been sweet and trying to let me sleep more (since I have gone back to work now) but its wearing her out pretty good. Amanda gets to bed about 9 or so and Papa tries to keep Ella up until after 10:30. We seem to think (foolishly, of course) that if she stays up later, the more she will sleep overnight. Its about 50-50 on how that's working.

There has been some good nights, so we learn to appreciate those, and know when we have a bad night, a good night can't be too far ahead.

Ella's feeding better and better everyday. She's keeping her weight from when we left the hospital, so that's good. We need it to start heading upwards if we want to keep her away from formula.

At her doctor's appointment yesterday she measured at 21 inches! So apparently in one week she has grown and inch and a half? We are a bit skeptical, but as long as she is growing, we'll take it.

Gotta go for now--back to work! Thanks so much for all the love and support! We really appreciate having such a great support system!

Night Owls

Little Miss Baby Ella is asleep in my arms. It's our fourth night home from the hospital. She's so incredibly precious, but she has her days and nights confused. I am hoping for some good stretches of sleep. It's still early -- almost 1 am, so we'll see how the rest of the night goes. I know it will take some time for her to get switched around.

The last few days have been a blur. I always am asking what day it is. Outside of wanting more sleep, Mike and I are just soaking up how wonderful it is to be Ella's parents.

Mike goes back to work tomorrow. How I wish he didn't have to go back. As usually, he's been amazing and has taken to fatherhood quite nicely. He's probably changed more diapers than me, since I handle the feediings, and he is always helping comfort her or entertain her. I love watching them interact. It's apparent that I will be the bad cop. There is no way he can say no to her.

We've been blessed with many visitors. My mom left today -- it was so hard to say goodbye, but my brother Justin and SIL Brandi arrived today and will be with Ella and I tomorrow.

Okay this little one is out -- maybe I can get at least an hour sleep as the next feeding should be around 2:30.

Our minds our blown...

(I wrote this Wednesday evening, but its just getting posted now)

Its just after 9:07 in evening. Amanda is taking a shower and Ella and I have just spent some alone time with her sleeping on my chest.

Talk about peace.

There really is nothing else like a newborn fast asleep on your chest.

Today was a whirlwind. I swear I just got up. Here very soon it will be time for bed again.

We had lots of great visitors today, plenty of family and friends. There will be many more in the coming weeks. Its going to be stressful having so many people in the house off and on, but at least its at HOME.

Ella's been great, just busy waiting for some serious breast milk!

Sorry this is kinda short, but gotta get back to Ms. Ella!

Baby Ella has arrived!!

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Amanda and I are so very proud to announce the birth of our daughter,
Ella Christine Bowling!

Born on Valntine's Day, 2006 at 12:48 am. She's a healthy 8 pounds
7 oz. and was 19 & 1/2 inches long. And man, Amanda and I are just
beaming, frankly.

You will find a few pictures right here: http://www.flickr.com/
photos/macnmike

Amanda and I are just floored because we just thought up and down
throughout the pregnancy Ms. Ella was a Mister! So our jaws hit our
floor when the doctor asked me to reveal the sex when she showed our
new baby to me. I told Amanda "Its a.....girl!" and we were both so
surprised!

Amanda and baby are doing just great and we will be here until
Thursday at the latest.

Thanks for all the love and support!!

Clock still ticking...

Well, here we are sitting at Panera Bread, waiting out the contractions. Here's what we know so far:

1. Amanda's having real contractions.
2. They aren't very consistent.
3. Some are more instense than others.
4. They are still (after 6 hours) are about 30 minutes (average) apart.

So we are headed back home and going to take a nap.

More later!
-M

My New Love

How does the couple that is eagerly anticipating the arrival of their first child spend their last Saturday sans child? With a trip to Sheridan's, of course -- thank you Scott and Tricia for that! I discovered a new love -- Sheridan's wedding cake concrete. Oh my, it was so good -- wedding cake, frosting and ice cream. Who can ask for more? I most definitely enjoyed it because once this kid comes, Mike and I are committed to eating healthy and dropping this excess weight.

I'm anticipating tomorrow coming and going without this child making an appearance. I've resigned myself to the fact that he/she will come when ready or when the eviction notice is served on Friday. Until then, I'm going to enjoy these quiet moments with my husband.

Still kidless

No baby. Nothing else to say.

Sorry so late!!

No, no baby. In fact, Amanda just called to say that she is still stuck at a 2, but she is 70% effaced. So there is a bit more of progress one way.

Her OB thinks baby may wait until induction day (exactly one week from today). Who knows!!

Thursday....and....

yep, still no baby.

But hey, that's okay! I'm thinking the longer he/she stays, the stronger he will be out here in the real world.

Time keeps passing, and its such and odd existence to be waiting wondering "is this the day, is this the hour, is this the minute everything will start?" Its like you have so many plans and so many people waiting to hear when things will start in motion. Its almost as if you are in the starting blocks at a race, for days at a time. All you can do is stand at attention and wait for the gun to start. But, of course, you have no idea when the gun will fire.

So, we will keep on waiting!

Still Here, Still Pregnant

That's right no baby yet.

Sunday is our official due date, but only this little one knows if he/she is coming before then or not.

I'm ready to meet him/her, but I don't know if I'm ready for the chaos that will most certainly follow. My coach last night reminded me not to look ahead down the schedule -- rather focus on the first game, which is L&D. He cracks me up, but there is some truth in him equating the battles of raising a child to the battles of the gridiron. Got to love him.

Baby?

Sorry folks--we are still here, still at work, and still waiting!

Or shall we say (in honor of Jack Johnson) we are "sitting, waiting, wishing".

So no baby yet!

But I do have a new crown in my mouth. Oh joy.

Nope...not yet

I've decided that I'm going to do a daily update for you all--just to let you know the status of baby. Nope, still not here yet. We are just trucking along waiting for baby to show!

On a side note: Mikey is very happy today because of this(iTunes link). Its Jack Johnson's new album of sorts. Its the soundtrack to the new Curious George movie So far I've listened to the whole thing once through and its pretty darn great. There is some happy tunes, so sad tunes, but overall it has a great vibe. Its more stuff to drive Amanda and my co-workers Lauren and Julie crazy with. We'll see how it goes. :)

Have a great Tuesday everyone!

No baby yet...

Hey folks--

Just a note to say "Nope! No baby yet!". We made it though the weekend, and although Amanda was almost positive the baby was coming Super Bowl Sunday, he/she has yet to make an appearance.

We will keep you informed!

(Amanda here -- commandeering Mike's post.) I wanted to wish my mom a Happy Birthday! She's been working around the clock and will be doing the same today, but hopefully soon she'll be able to relax. She's hoping I don't have the baby today because she wants the little one to have his/her own birthday, and she'd wants me to make it a few more days, so maybe she can leave when the baby arrives. I know it will be a crazy day, but I hope good things come her way today, just not grandchildren. :)

Induction Date

It seems unless the baby decides to come earlier, our little bundle of joy will greet the world on Feb. 17. I am scheduled to be induced that day if I'm still pregnant by then. The doc thinks there is still a distinct possibility I could go into labor before then, but she wanted us to schedule the date, if I need it.

At my doctor's appointment today, I was almost dilated to a 2, but not quite, and am a bit more effaced. I'm okay with keeping this kid in for a few more days. I can use the time. I know I'm an oddball, most women want their kids out at this point, but I need more time and so many people need me to wait. (Our neighbor Mike and soon-to-be Aunt Tricia are out of town until Sunday; Rene is out of town until next Friday; my mom can't get here until next weekend -- she keeps pushing it back; and my work isn't ready for me to ever go on maternity leave). So I'm trying to hold out, and, I still feel fairly good. I'm not miserable yet -- rolling around in bed is a little difficult, but that's my biggest complaint.

My blood pressure was good (120/80). I'm measuring on target, and the baby's heart rate was 129. I'm a little swollen, but nothing of any significance.

It's wild to have an induction date. I hope I go into labor naturally, but just knowing there is a definite end to this exciting. Mike and I would report to the hospital early that morning. (The doc suggested family/friends don't come at that time because it can be a long process and they'd be in a for a long wait, especially because I am not having anyone in the room with me except for Mike.) We'd then be in the hospital until early Sunday evening.

If I go until my induction date, my last day of work will be the 15th. The doc encouraged me to make it the 10th, but I can't sit at home for a week waiting for the baby. I'd go CRAZY, and I want my leave to be with the baby not waiting for the baby! My boss said we could see about me working 1/2 days if I find my energy is lacking, so I appreciate that option.

This weekend we'll be busy running errands and some general tasks. I'm hoping to spend some time preparing a few meals I can freeze for those first few weeks. We already have a lasagna in our freezer. I hope to make some stuffed shells and taco soup along with a few other things. I need to remember our freezer is only so big.

I also plan to do some resting, but baby watch has officially begun. We're appreciate everyone's excitement about this little one's arrival. Our phone has been ringing a lot this week! We may have to record a message with the latest update, otherwise we may find ourselves spending most of our free time on the phone.

Got Diapers?

Got Diapers?
Originally uploaded by mbowling.

Well, lord knows we do!

Don't worry, this isn't all of them. We have a couple packs on the floor, and a lot more up above them(you can see some of them in a different picture.)

Amanda and I spent a lot of time finalizing where everything is going in the nursery, and then we put it there! I officially feel that I can say the nursery (and its closet) is READY FOR BABY. And that is a terrific feeling. Of course we can always use more diapers. We are definitely getting stocked up.

Overall, Amanda is feeling pretty good, but I would say that her body has just about had it when it comes to holding on to the baby. "They" say that the last month of pregnancy is very tough on a woman's body, and I can see why. Amanda has been such a trooper dealing with all the pain and discomfort over the past couple of months. She's not going to be throwing in the towel anytime soon, but she's ready to have her old body (and clothes) back.

For all our family and friends who has been reading our blog, we really appreciate it! Thanks so much for all the love and support. We'll keep it up as best as possible. And we'll keep the pictures coming as well!

Making Progress

Back from my doctor's appointment today. Things are progressing. I am dilated to a one and am 50% effaced. The baby is head down and ready to pop out. Wow, it's exciting to hear, but a lot to process. I need this reality check. I have to focus on what MUST get done and not worry about everything else.

As she said, she can't predict anything -- labor is very unpredictable. I could walk around like this for a few weeks or it could happen very soon. She did encourage me to get my work wrapped up. I will be here tomorrow hoping to do just that.

Other vital stats, the baby's heart rate was 127. My blood pressure is good and I lost 1/2 a pound. I'm measuring perfect, and she thinks the baby will be about 7 1/2 to 8 pounds. I'm sure there's more from the appointment, but I can't remember it. I'm still back at the thought that it could be very soon. Wow. It's CRAZY.

I have to focus on work right now. Baby thoughts and concerns will be there when I'm off tonight. Of course, I hardly slept last night. (It's been a bad week for me and sleep -- I've been trying to find it, and it's been hiding from me. It would help if I could find the off switch in my brain.) I hate to rely on Ambien, but I'm exhausted today and with the news from the doctor, I probably will be in a drug-induced coma around 9:30 tonight.

Finished Nursery....

Finished Crib
Originally uploaded by mbowling.

Well, almost. We still need 1 more vital piece. A pad for the changing table! If w don't get it this week, then its off to Babies R Us! I don't know what's going on with it, our registry says that it has been purchased, but we still haven't received it. We still have one final shower, so hopefully it will show up!

If you click on the picture it will take you you to more pictures of the nursery. I still need to take a few more, but the room is really still a mess, and when stuff gets put where it needs to go, we'll get more overall picts posted.

Time is a ticking away and we get more and more excited as baby time gets nearer...

Thanks so much for all your thoughts and prayers!

In and Out

Yesterday's appointment was the fastest doctor's appointment I've ever had. I think the doc was in the room for about 2 minutes, if that. If I didn't like her so much, I might have been offended. Her reasoning was she had a back-up of pregnant women and she wanted them out of the office before the bad weather hit, which it never did, but that's another issue.

She measured me and check the baby's heart rate. I don't know what either was because it was such a whirlwind. I figure no news is good news. I go back next week and she promised to give me more time. I actually had lost a pound and my blood pressure was good.

Officially, we have three weeks to go. The baby is staying active and has decided he prefers hanging out on my right-side. I could spend countless hours watching my stomach. I just laugh watching the kid roll around and karate kick me.

I feel like we're fairly prepared for baby. The room is nearly organized (maybe I can get Mike to post a picture or two of how it's come together). The bedding is washed and put together. Mike hung new wood blinds and our curtain rod last weekend. I still need to wash clothes, but I've washed all the blankets, bedding and bath towels. The car seat is in the Vue. All of our shower gifts from last weekend (we were completely spoiled) have been put together and put away.

The baby can't come yet, though. We still need a bit more time, and I really need to make it past the first weekend in February, so my mom can actually be here.

...okay so we know everything right?

Well, that's it.

Last night was our last birthing class. So I guess now we are ready to be parents huh? Our instructor has taught us all we need to know from here on out right?

Probably not.

Last night was not so much a birthing class, as it was a "here's what your baby could possibly look like and why and how to care for him/her." We saw so many slides of so many varying degrees it made my head spin! Things I was interested in seeing, others, not so much, but I really didn't have much of a choice, that's for sure!

We do still have a breast-feeding class to take next week and then we will all be all ready to go! Uh, I guess.

Those classes are always so interesting to me. I am like a sponge at those classes. I just can't get enough tips and tricks for dealing with the little bugger. I know that we will get more and more tips as we progress along, but I really can never get enough info.

The teacher said that I seemed very knowledgeable and that I asked very good questions in class afterwards. So I guess I'm totally going to fail as a father now! :) Here's hoping that I really don't. Amanda thinks I'm a teacher's pet. Which I am, but I wasn't asking questions for the teachers approval, that for sure!

The nursery is nearing completion. Ever week we get just that much closer to have everything in place. Its all finally coming together.

tick, tock....tick, tock....

Down to the Final Month

One month from today is my due date. One month. I can't believe it. I was sitting in a meeting early, looking at the agenda when today's date jumped out at me. I stared at the 12th in disbelief. Where has time gone? If I say that now, I can't even imagine how fast the first year will fly by, much less the first 18.

I'm sincerely trying to enjoy every moment of this pregnancy. I must admit, I'm getting so anxious to meet the little one and to know if it's a boy or girl. I can also see how the 9th month is the toughest month. Overall, I still do feel good for being 9 months pregnant, but my energy isn't what it was and my body aches a bit more at the end of each day.

Tomorrow is another doctor's appointment. I start going every week until the grand entrance of baby ball. I'm curious to hear what the doctor has to say. My prediction is I will go past my due date. No real reason other than I feel we need more time -- personally and professionally, and I want to be on maternity leave when the weather is nicer. Plus, my mom needs me to go at least until my due date. Otherwise, she might not make it down. Probably for all these reasons, I'll go early. Then again, Mike and I are never on time for anything, so why would our kid be?

Empathy for Mikey?

Mike "naked"
Originally uploaded by mbowling.

Well, here I am in all my glory. Okay, so I'm not REALLY naked, but I am filling out nicely don't you think?

It was really a lot of fun. If I'm not mistaken, if you click on the picture you can come to my flickr account and it will show you more of my adventures in being pregnant. It was only for 5 minutes or so, but it really was entertaining!

First I had to put the thing on with the help of the instructor, which was just a chore in itself! It had 2 weights plus a small-ish sand bag in it. Then I had to try to tie my shoes while crouching down. Not too bad, but it was a tad difficult.

Next it was on to the "bed" which was a couple of pads laid down on the floor. We had to lay on our back and feel the pressure of all that weight and find out why laying on our backs isn't the best thing when pregnant. Then as you roll to your side, you have to try to roll over to your other side while still trying to stay on your side of the bed! Not a feat easily accomplished, that's for sure!

After that we got up and took a picture with the person who was REALLY pregnant and then it was off to the next dad/coach who thought he was hot stuff and able to take it on!

To be honest, I couldn't exactly feel what Amanda is feeling physically, but I sure could understand where some of the aches and pains come from!

As for the rest of class, we spent it talking about transition labor and of course the big Stage II Labor: pushing that damn bowling ball out! Lots of breathing and funny faces. We watched a video on a C-section, not as graphic as I thought it would be!

Next week we are on to what the heck to do when you get that baby home with you! (aparently these things don't come with a "How to bring up an awesome child in 18 years" manual. What a joke! Somebody told me they did....

Sleep -- where are you?

It's almost 4 am and I've been up for an hour. Sleep has completely alluded me this week. I just don't get it. It's so frustrating. I love sleep. Everyone keeps telling me that the bright side in all this is it is preparing me for the baby. I don't need preparation in lack of sleep -- I've already aced that. I need good bona-fide sleep without the aid of drugs.

I think I'm going to resume my search for sleep. I hope I find it. I can't continue surviving on such little sleep.

Hands Off

What is it about pregnant women's bellies that everyone thinks they are public domain? Bear with me, I have to vent for a bit.

Sorry if this sounds rude, but I don't believe just because my belly sticks out that people have a right to rub, pat or touch it. I would never dare do the same to anyone else. Rubbing my stomach feels the same as rubbing my arm, and I’d much prefer people stick to my arm.

Please respect me enough to ask permission before reaching out and touching it. If the intention is to feel the baby moving, tell me that. When the baby decides to get active, I may be okay with someone feeling my stomach. Don’t be surprised if the kid doesn’t move while we’re together. I swear he has performance anxiety, much like his mom, and clams up the minute someone is waiting to feel him kick or swim around. Lately, he is most active at night, so unless I share my bed, it’s unlikely the baby will be moving.

I’m sorry. I know people are excited and they impulsively just react. I probably should just grin and bear it, but it’s really getting to be too much for me lately. It seems everyone wants to lay their hands on me, and I’m someone who likes and needs my personal space. I am who I am.

All this touching has gotten so bad that I find myself pulling back from any kind of touch, even hugs. Hopefully, this is just a late-term pregnancy thing. So, I hope people don’t get offended that if I chose not to hug them. It’s not that I don’t care about them, but it goes back to the whole personal space issue. Maybe it’s my maternal instinct -- wanting to protect my child. Protecting it from what exactly, I don’t know.

The humor in all this when I first get home at night. I can’t get my clothes off fast enough. I run up the stairs stripping shirts, jewelry, shoes, socks, etc. I then just stand for a few minutes in the closet stark naked taking a few deep breaths. Mike says it’s quite the site.

I’m not saying any of this is a rational thought, and what woman entering her final month is very rational. It’s just how I feel.

The Grand Tour

At the end of last night's class, we took the grand tour of the maternity center. It was pretty standard fare. The delivery rooms are large and spacious. The post-delivery rooms are small, but still pleasant.

A few perks:

• Free valet parking during the day for moms in labor
• Level II NICU -- let's hope we don't need it
• Good security measures -- stay away from the purple rectangles on the floor when wheeling around baby
• Dad is welcomed and encouraged to stay through admission to discharge
• Nap time for the post-delivery section of floor is from 2 pm to 4 pm -- visitors are discouraged from this time
• Promote an atmosphere that it's important to respect mom, dad and baby's time -- once we switch to the post-delivery room, the hospital provides various signs for the parents to post on the door that indicate if visitors are allowed at that time or if they need to come back another time

A few obvious negatives

• the size of the family and friends waiting room -- Mike counted only 11 chairs
• parking lot is under construction -- good luck finding a spot during normal hospital visiting hours

Things I wish they had:

• whirlpool tubs -- they do have a soaking tub they can bring to your room, but no jets
• larger showers -- not sure how Mike and I are suppose to both fit in it (They encourage the husband get in with the wife while she's in labor as a form of water therapy.)
• DVD players in the room

Overall, it's a good hospital.

Next week at class, the men wear the empathy belly. I can't wait to get a picture of Mike sporting it. He's been very empathic to me and very attentive, so I don't think he needs to wear one to see things from my perspective. I just want to see him in it for the sheer comical aspect.