Sunday, January 28, 2007
Not Just One Dox, But a Paradox
OK, so my new favorite thing is rocking. Not like wailing out bending riffs on a guitar, kicking over a half-stack and belting out lyrics - but being held in a chair and swaying back and forth. I totally can't get enough of it.
Here is the twisted part, though. While it is my favorite thing, it puts me to sleep right away, therefore robbing me of enjoying it more. What's up with that? Its a total catch-22. If the universe made any sense, I would be able to sleep through a bath, but be wide awake through all that sweet rocking action.
And speaking of the other kind of rocking (you know... "And the Dragon comes in the NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGGGGHHHHHT!!!!") I may have to do that someday too. I've heard Daddy playing a guitar some, so maybe he can teach me. Sleater-Kinney has left a female void that needs to be filled.
ROCK ON!!
Here is the twisted part, though. While it is my favorite thing, it puts me to sleep right away, therefore robbing me of enjoying it more. What's up with that? Its a total catch-22. If the universe made any sense, I would be able to sleep through a bath, but be wide awake through all that sweet rocking action.
And speaking of the other kind of rocking (you know... "And the Dragon comes in the NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGGGGHHHHHT!!!!") I may have to do that someday too. I've heard Daddy playing a guitar some, so maybe he can teach me. Sleater-Kinney has left a female void that needs to be filled.
ROCK ON!!
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
This Worries Me...
OK, not to freak anybody out here, but something is definitely not right with my body. I noticed it at my last changing...
My bellybutton just fell off.
Seriously. I mean, it had been kinda brown and crusty for a while, then it just fell off. God I hope I don't have leprosy. That would totally suck.
But on the plus side, I met this cool girl named Aunt Megan this last weekend. She gave me a hoodie. Hopefully my arms will stay attatched long enough to wear it.
Leprosy sucks.
My bellybutton just fell off.
Seriously. I mean, it had been kinda brown and crusty for a while, then it just fell off. God I hope I don't have leprosy. That would totally suck.
But on the plus side, I met this cool girl named Aunt Megan this last weekend. She gave me a hoodie. Hopefully my arms will stay attatched long enough to wear it.
Leprosy sucks.
Saturday, January 20, 2007
She Who Smelt It...
Now, I don't mean to offend anyone here, but over the last few days I have noticed something new around my changing pad. Lets just say our new friend Odor has been making an appearance during diaper changes.
Strange, because I had never smelled anything like that before. I mean, you always hear the saying about someone being so cute her poop don't stink... that was me.
Then a few days ago, Mom plops me on the pad and suddenly - WHOOOSH - there it is. Having had plenty of experience with my own poo over the previous week, I naturally assumed that Mom just floated an air biscuit. But then the smell was there the next changing... and the next... and the next... and the next... I realized either my parents eat a lot of beans, or this foul stench was coming from me.
So, needless to say I am watching my fiber intake from now on.
Strange, because I had never smelled anything like that before. I mean, you always hear the saying about someone being so cute her poop don't stink... that was me.
Then a few days ago, Mom plops me on the pad and suddenly - WHOOOSH - there it is. Having had plenty of experience with my own poo over the previous week, I naturally assumed that Mom just floated an air biscuit. But then the smell was there the next changing... and the next... and the next... and the next... I realized either my parents eat a lot of beans, or this foul stench was coming from me.
So, needless to say I am watching my fiber intake from now on.
Thursday, January 18, 2007
Check-Up Time
So, as of today I am one week old. Can you believe it? I feel so old. Mom and Dad took me in for a check-up, and it was OK - not as bad as when Daddy has to get the old Second-Knuckle Handshake at age 40, anyway. I got good marks in all my subjects... top 90% in weight (a lady-like 9 lb, 1 oz, if you must know), top 75% in height (20 3/4 inches) and top 99% in cute (or so they tell me). And since I am back to my birthweight, the doctor said that Mom and Dad don't have to wake me up to feed me during the night. THANK GOD. I know they meant well, but talk about annoying. Everytime I would get some good sack-time going, I hear "Claire, wake up, it's time to eat". I just wanted to say, "look, I appreciate what you are doing, believe me, but when I am hungary, I'll let you know." Those two must be insomniacs, because they seem to be up all night. Oh well, not my problem anymore. They can go wake the cat.
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Sweet New Digs
OK, so I mentioned how than nice couple was going to let me stay with them, right? Well this little girl got hooked up!!
First off, I've got my own room. Nice purple walls, cherry furnishings, rocking chair - the whole nine yards. On top of that, they are letting me use their Graco Pack-n-Play, which is totally tricked out with a basinet, changing table, mobile and a thing to hold diapers. And it's green (I TOTALLY love green... half my clothes are green).
I'm still getting the rockstar treatment too. They gave me a freaking spongebath for crying out loud. I was so excited that I did just that - cried out loud. I was all like, "THIS IS AWESOME!!!" I felt kinda bad about dropping a little "baby mustard" in the tub, but it's all good. They think everything I do is cute. (I'm sure that will last forever too ;) ).
I'm still pretty tired from the move, so I've been sleeping alot. When I get really stressed, there is this massaging chair they have that rocks. I can just feel the stress melt away. It's like a trip to the Greek Isles crossed with a facial - all concentrated into 5 minutes.
OH MY GOD, I almost forgot. Did you know that I have a fist? I totally just bumped into it one day. Makes for good sucking - which I am really getting good at. Dad notcied that too, because the other night when I shot out a bit of projectile dookie at him during a change, he said "Claire, you suck".
First off, I've got my own room. Nice purple walls, cherry furnishings, rocking chair - the whole nine yards. On top of that, they are letting me use their Graco Pack-n-Play, which is totally tricked out with a basinet, changing table, mobile and a thing to hold diapers. And it's green (I TOTALLY love green... half my clothes are green).
I'm still getting the rockstar treatment too. They gave me a freaking spongebath for crying out loud. I was so excited that I did just that - cried out loud. I was all like, "THIS IS AWESOME!!!" I felt kinda bad about dropping a little "baby mustard" in the tub, but it's all good. They think everything I do is cute. (I'm sure that will last forever too ;) ).
I'm still pretty tired from the move, so I've been sleeping alot. When I get really stressed, there is this massaging chair they have that rocks. I can just feel the stress melt away. It's like a trip to the Greek Isles crossed with a facial - all concentrated into 5 minutes.
OH MY GOD, I almost forgot. Did you know that I have a fist? I totally just bumped into it one day. Makes for good sucking - which I am really getting good at. Dad notcied that too, because the other night when I shot out a bit of projectile dookie at him during a change, he said "Claire, you suck".
Sunday, January 14, 2007
A New Adventure
Well, now I don't know about you, but things have been pretty exciting the last couple days on this end.
As soon as I got into Iowa City, I was immediately put up in a very nice room (funny, I don't remember making reservations - must be a new service from Travelocity.com). Anyway, the place was pretty full (BB game in town), so I ended up having to share a room with two other people. Cute couple - especially the guy. I find their names are Mom and Dad (short for Daddy). They have been SUPER nice to me, and we have really bonded. In fact, they have invited me to stay with them until I find a place of my own (knowing me, that will take 18 years).
The hotel staff have been great too... they really seem to care about my well-being. It's the most elaborate turn-down service I have ever experienced. I'm not talking fresh sheets and a mint - you're looking at the whole shebang. Milk delivered every 3 hours, fresh clothes, medical check-ups, diaper service.
Speaking of the diaper service - the staff must have been busy so Dad offered to change me the first night we were there (such a sweetheart). It was a little awkward at first - the poor guy didn't really know what he was doing, but he tried really hard. I figured I would lighten the mood with a little joke... as soon as he got the old diaper off me, I let loose with a giant rush of pee (I'm such a lady). He freaked out initially, but it got a good laugh from the rest of the room. Unfortunately, the joke was on me as it got ALL OVER the cute little outfit I had on. Oh well, it was worth it.
The only complaint I have is the security. There are paparazzi EVERYWHERE!! I could barely open my eyes without a flashbulb going off. It was craziness!! I understand these people need to make a living, but sheesh, get a grip. I'm not THAT cute (well...)
Anyway, I got some food coming, so I gotta go.
-CM
As soon as I got into Iowa City, I was immediately put up in a very nice room (funny, I don't remember making reservations - must be a new service from Travelocity.com). Anyway, the place was pretty full (BB game in town), so I ended up having to share a room with two other people. Cute couple - especially the guy. I find their names are Mom and Dad (short for Daddy). They have been SUPER nice to me, and we have really bonded. In fact, they have invited me to stay with them until I find a place of my own (knowing me, that will take 18 years
The hotel staff have been great too... they really seem to care about my well-being. It's the most elaborate turn-down service I have ever experienced. I'm not talking fresh sheets and a mint - you're looking at the whole shebang. Milk delivered every 3 hours, fresh clothes, medical check-ups, diaper service.
Speaking of the diaper service - the staff must have been busy so Dad offered to change me the first night we were there (such a sweetheart). It was a little awkward at first - the poor guy didn't really know what he was doing, but he tried really hard. I figured I would lighten the mood with a little joke... as soon as he got the old diaper off me, I let loose with a giant rush of pee (I'm such a lady). He freaked out initially, but it got a good laugh from the rest of the room. Unfortunately, the joke was on me as it got ALL OVER the cute little outfit I had on. Oh well, it was worth it.
The only complaint I have is the security. There are paparazzi EVERYWHERE!! I could barely open my eyes without a flashbulb going off. It was craziness!! I understand these people need to make a living, but sheesh, get a grip. I'm not THAT cute (well...)
Anyway, I got some food coming, so I gotta go.
-CM
Welcome!!
Hello! Welcome to my little internet experiment. Nowadays it seems like all you ever hear about are myspace, YouTube, facebook and blogs. Everybody's got one. Well, after resisting the temptaion of joining in my whole life, I've finally decided to make the leap onto the information superhighway.
We'll see how this goes. My computer skills aren't that good - heck, I'd need one of those new kids in the nursury to get my VCR to quit flashing "12:00" ;) I did recently meet a guy that can hopefully help me out when I need it. (don't tell anybody, but he is helping me now - at 3:45 in the morning no less - what a sweetheart!!)
We'll see how this goes. My computer skills aren't that good - heck, I'd need one of those new kids in the nursury to get my VCR to quit flashing "12:00" ;) I did recently meet a guy that can hopefully help me out when I need it. (don't tell anybody, but he is helping me now - at 3:45 in the morning no less - what a sweetheart!!)
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