Sunday, November 9, 2008

What a Weekend

I am writing my blog while I watch Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. I am finding out that I have to take frequent breaks to wipe the tears from my eyes and watch the reactions of this family and their children. I have definitely changed since having my daughter. I am a little more emotional and cry over pretty much everything involving children and helping others.

This leads to my jam packed weekend of SCRAP BOOKING! I would have never thought that I would ever be doing something like this. For me, it's difficult to organize my ideas. I have a ton of pictures and special moments I find it hard to narrow it all down. I must confess that I almost quit working on my pages. I think that I developed ADD over the past few years. If it wasn't for my Mom pushing me along I would have easily got up and never returned to the mess on the floor.

That's the other thing that bothers me. I can't stand a mess! Franci is crawling now and puts EVERYTHING in her mouth. So imagine cut outs of paper, pictures, cardboard, ribbon, stickers, rubber stamps, buttons and so much more. It's a parent's nightmare really. I kind of think my mom has forgotten what a baby is all about. Franci is super curious (which is awesome) but she wants to know about things I'm doing. Whether it be folding laundry, drying my hair or, in this case, scrap booking, she's front in center.

My husband was out of town and I decided to visit the parents over the weekend. I truly think Franci will be a mamma's girl. We slept together in the guest room each night. When she would wake me up we'd just lay there and play for a while. She is so fun. I can't wait for her be able to walk. I honestly think she gets lonely without me sometimes. For instance, this evening she went to bed at 7:30pm (yes!!). Around 8:45 I heard my lil' one crying. I walked in her room and there she was...sitting up in her crib with her hands around her bars. Poor baby.

I brought her out in the living room with me and we cuddled up in the chair and started rocking. She passed out in minutes. Melts my heart just writing about it. I have a snuggle bunny tonight and she's already sleeping in my bed. I'm headed that after I write this.

After a long weekend of endless "No, don't touch that" and "Get away from kitty's food" and "Come over here" I am beat. I actually have some neat pages for my scrapbook. I don't know how long I can keep this thing going. I may move over to digital scrap booking. We'll see. Time to hit the sack and snuggle with my little love.