3 shots, a cold and a 5 hour nap

This morning I woke up feeling miserable. I officially have a cold. All the telling myself that I wasn't sick didn't pay off and I feel like someone sat on my face. I have plugged sinuses, a scratchy throat, stuffy/runny nose and fuzz in my head.
In spite of all that, Amelia had an appointment this morning. She didn't gain much, close to 2 pounds. That's good though cause she's healthy and growing like a weed but I need her as light as possible since I still carry her around. So she's now 15.8 lbs.
I'm trying to recall how much to grew but I think I'll have to edit that in later because I'm sick and in bed and I don't feel like moving. That's my prerogative.
She also got three more shots. Technically four but one was oral, so she didn't mind it so really it doesn't count. The other three she did mind, however. Not good. It didn't help that we had been waiting for 45 minutes and it was nap time.
She took it, cried for a minute or so and still managed to smile at the nurse while I was holding her. She's so sweet and kind. I hope that it's permanent.
We finally got home about noon. I crawled in to bed and slept til 20 til 2 when Bryan came down with a fussy baby. He had a deadline at 2 so he apologized and gave her to me. I fed her, gave her some more tylenol and then we fell asleep until 5. Well, I woke up at 5. Amelia slept a bit longer.. 5:30ish.
I was suppose to give Miesh some drawing lessons today at 4 so I went upstairs to ask Bryan if he heard fro Keith. Since I didn't mean to sleep past 4 I hadn't called Keith to cancel. But he called and Bryan let him know that I was sick.
For the rest of the evening I did manage to bathe Amelia, shower myself, finish the valentines cards for my Grama (another story) and put the babe to bed at a quarter til 8 with minimal fuss. Woot.

I'm just hoping we didn't get the Buchheit's sick. Well, we would have contributed if anything. Mr. Jamie is the sickness instigator. So we'll just blame the sweet faced, green eyed, hunk of a four year old.

This last week at the Forbes'

This last week was somewhat un-exciting... to say the least. Since it was so cold out (windchill hitting lower than -40), Bryan works from home and I had nowhere to go, we stayed in. Nice and in.
Bryan did go and get us some groceries on Friday. We were bare. Old Mother Hubbard bare.
Well, he's cute. I sent him out for a few necessities and he also came home with donuts, soda, crackers, summer sausage... I quickly forgave him, though, because he said he wanted to make dinner. And it was tasty.
Saturday, Bryan's parents came by to hang out for a bit (mostly to see Amelia). That's quite all right. They're good people and we enjoyed sitting and talking with them for a couple of hours.
At 4:50 we were out the door heading out tooshies to the Pitts'. Back in September Rachel, Jacob, Bryan and I went in on their birthday gifts getting them two gift cards. One for dinner and the other for a movie. And yes, we just got to fufill it. We waited for Jacob to be in town to do it and I'm glad we did. He was very entertaining... and good with the kids. That's always good.
We all had a good time. It was fun hanging out with Rach and Jacob, the kids were good and only got one swat to the booty, and we were happy to give Emily and Keith a night out with each other. They enjoyed it (and needed it so much) Bryan and I decided we're going to try to do that for them more often. Give them a night out, that is, but not pay for it each time. I think we'd go broke. However, I'm sure they'd just be happy to get out.
Church was good and fun. Keith preached and had a good message, Andy did well leading worship and it was good to see JoAnna and Emily up there again. Afterwards, we got to sit around for cake and coffee. I passed up on both but enjoyed the company of many of the good ladies.
Amelia was more than ready to go home and to sleep but Jolene managed to get her to take a nap. She wanted to take her home but I think she'd quickly regret that when her own arrives. Two kids under the age of 6 months.. can you imagine?

Speaking of Amelia and her sweet little four month old self: Although I already reported in my headache confusion, she is reaching for her toes now. Well only on her left foot. She hasn't put them in her mouth yet and it seems to be the only thing. Everything has been going into her mouth. She's drooling and chewing a lot. I'm not sure there are teeth coming in quite yet cause I'm not feeling anything. However, I understand that it's fast approaching and I'm very sad. She's just so cute as a gummy baby.
She hasn't quite rolled over yet. She can't seem to manage the top leg over her bottom leg and the arm underneath gets in the way.
She will also squat and stand on her own (if you hold her upright). Bryan is so very proud of his daughter. He'll show anyone who will watch. I, on the other hand, will make her walk towards me. She's been doing this since Christmas. It's crazy how she will actually take steps rather than drag and or not put her feet into a walking motion but a stepping in place motion.
She is super super super. And I love her.
We are down to eating twice a night, which is good. But it's slow going napping in her crib. There's always something where I want her to nap well and it's not in the crib. She did nap 4 out of 7 days last week in her crib. They may have only last 45 minutes to an hour. I'll try more this week.
However, we do have bed time down for the most part. She'll fall asleep with me, I'll put her in our room and if she wakes up, we just soothe her back to sleep. I won't bring her back out. It's a habit I could easily fall into because I want to so I won't let myself do it. And it's ok because with that determination she is going to sleep on her own more and more. And at 8 o'clock! Woot.

She's grabbin' her toes!

Oh yes. It's amazing.
They haven't made their way into her mouth... yet., but I'm sure it's fast approaching.
Miss Amelia is four months today. She's great. And beautiful.
We're working on her sleeping in her crib. It's slow coming but I'm trying.

Anyway, I really don't have much to say. I have a very yucky headache and so I'm not thinking/seeing/hearing very clearly. I may post later but I just wanted to say how my baby girl is now 4 months old.

::sigh::

Me.

I AM ... a follower of God, a wife, a mom, a daughter, a sister, a granddaughter, a niece, an artist.
I WANT ... to be the best of what I'm meant to be.
I HAVE ... an incredible husband.
I KEEP ... reminding myself that I worth it.
I WISH I COULD ... keep my house clean.
I HATE ... when I feel like I don't have enough time in the day.
I FEAR ... losing the people that I hold close.
I HEAR ... my daughter sleeping.
I DON'T THINK ... I'm as beautiful as my husband says I am.
I REGRET ... pushing certain people away.
I LOVE ... that there is more to this life.
I AM NOT ... always as confident as I appear to be.
I DANCE ... to the sound of my own music.
I BELIEVE ... in the consumption of sweets with no result of weight gain.
I NEVER ... say never.
I RARELY ... get out anymore.
I CRY WHEN I WATCH ... a mom meeting her child for the first time.
I AM NOT ALWAYS ... loving.
I HATE THAT ... I can't constantly cuddle with my daughter.
I'M CONFUSED ABOUT ... when to put my baby in her crib.
I NEED ... to exercise for energy and health.
I SHOULD ... learn self-control with my spending.
I WANT ... to hang out with friends more often.
I THINK ... I need to spend more time with my husband.

My daughter likes MacGuyver

Oh, yes. It's true.
At almost a week before she turns four months she sits and watches, yes watches, MacGuyver with her dad and me. Who knew that she'd be a fan of something that's as old as I am?