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It’s been fun!

Published November 5, 2013 by JD61088

Thank you all so much for joining me on my MisAdventures this past year as I figured out how to be a mom without losing my mind, and thank you for supporting me through some rough patches and not running away when I went on rambling rants that didn’t make a whole lot of sense to anyone but me.

I cannot believe that my beautiful daughter is one year old already. It really doesn’t seem like she’s been around for a full year…but at the same time it’s hard to remember what life was like without her, now that my whole world revolves around her. We didn’t do much today to celebrate other than telling her all day “happy birthday” and me crying frequently as I went through practically the whole year of pictures and reminded her frequently that I love her. I rocked her through her entire afternoon nap, both because I know the rocking days are going to end more quickly than I ever thought possible, and because I wanted to be holding her at the exact moment that she had been born a year ago. I’m silly, I know, but I wanted her in my arms, just like she had been a year ago when she was born. I laughed softly to myself at her long legs hanging off of my lap…She certainly has grown in just one year!

We did go out to dinner with my dad to celebrate. My in-laws were supposed to join us, but unfortunately, my mother-in-law had another migraine and wasn’t feeling up to it.

I hope all of you will follow me to my new blog space over at, and that you’ll come give my Facebook page a like at I try to post several times a day on my Facebook page, so even when I miss a couple of weeks with my blog, you can keep up with my cute little kiddo and all her funny moments over there on FB.

If you want to see pictures of Briana’s big day (her birthday party on Saturday) you’ll have to go to the new blog, since this one is now defunct! I’ll post reminders a few times over the next few weeks to go to the new blog, so you don’t miss anything. 🙂

Thank you again for following along. It’s been fun sharing my MisAdventures with you!

No Longer a New Mommy, but always Briana’s Mommy,


P.S. I couldn’t include all of them, but here a few pictures from Briana’s first year of life. Starting with the day she left the hospital, and ending with dinner tonight. 🙂





















































Don’t forget!

Published October 6, 2013 by JD61088

In less than a month, I’ll be moving over to my new blog, Mommyhood in Motion. (Which means, *sniffle* my daughter will be one year old in less than one month!)

Here’s the link…PLEASE go follow my new blog so you don’t miss out. New and exciting things are coming! 🙂 I’m going to try to add a recipe page, and a page with links for resources and such for moms and dads. It’s gonna be big…or at least, that’s the goal!

I am feeling a little lost…I cannot believe that this brilliant little girl has been a part of our lives for nearly a full year. It certainly went by quickly!

I will try to update more about Bri soon, but I can’t promise, because we still aren’t all moved in!

A Quick Little Update

Published May 30, 2013 by JD61088

Since we have been gearing up for and/or actually moving, I haven’t been able to post in almost a month! I figured I had better get in here and let you all know we’re all still here.

Bri has changed and grown in leaps and bounds! At her six month appointment she weighed in a 16 pounds 2 ounces and measured in at 26.75 inches long. Insane! My grandma used to tell us when we were kids that she was going to put a brick on our heads to keep us from growing. Can’t Bri stay little for just a little longer? 🙂

She crawls around so fast now, I can hardly keep up, and she is trying so hard to pull herself up on furniture – thank goodness she isn’t there yet! She can push herself into a sitting position from her stomach, but can’t pull herself up into a sitting position from her back yet. She loves solid foods, and her menu now consists of oat cereal, carrots, sweet potatoes, squash, apples, peaches, peas, and (by necessity, unfortunately) prunes. Next up on her list is green beans. 🙂

She just finished transitioning to formula today. She’s on the Enfamil Gentlease Formula. I wanted to keep pumping but it was becoming impractical…especially with me going back to work at a grocery store where my schedule changes constantly. I know I have the right to pump at work, but I just wasn’t comfortable with that. Besides, I feel like pumping and giving her breast milk exclusively for 6 months and getting breast milk mixed with formula almost to seven months was a pretty big accomplishment. With my next baby, I am hoping to breast feed truly, instead of giving up after three weeks. Then maybe I will make it to the year mark like I had hoped to with Bri.

With the move and everything else going on, her sleep schedule has been a bit wonky. She had been falling asleep at ten every night and sleeping until 7 or 8, but now she falls asleep at ten and wakes up every couple of hours. We are hoping her schedule smooths out again as she gets used to her new home and all the new sounds.

I am no longer a stay at home mommy, unfortunately. I do feel blessed (or lucky, or whatever you prefer) to have been able to be a SAHM for 6 1/2 months of Bri’s first year of life, but I really wish it could have been more permanent. I loved it, even when my patience with her wore thin, it was the best, because I seriously felt like its what I was supposed to be!

But finances told me otherwise, so I applied at my old job (but at a location closer to home) and was hired back. Saturday was my first day, and I cried so hard before I left for work… Even though it was only a four hour shift, it felt like the end of such a special thing. 😦

Anyway, this was supposed to be a quick update, and I am blabbering on and on!

My Internet services have not been turned on here yet, so I can’t blog properly until that happens. Hopefully it will be within a week. I can’t wait to get back into blogging regularly, or at least semi-regularly. I miss it!






And then there are those moments…

Published February 22, 2013 by JD61088

As a parent, but especially as a new mom, it amazes me how many moments I have every day when I look at my daughter and think “you are so amazing” or “you’re so beautiful!” Briana has officially discovered that her toes are fun to play with, and pull on, and try to put in her mouth. Today I was watching her as she sat in her daddy’s lap, and she was pulling on her socks and frowning. Then her whole face lit up, and she grabbed the toe of her sock and pulled it off. She then proceeded to pull on her toes while she laughed. Talk about adorable, right?

Tonight (well, technically this morning, since it was at about 2:30), she had fallen asleep while I was feeding her, and I turned to set her bottle aside, and I looked back and her, and there was something about the expression on her face and the angle I was looking at her…I caught just a glimpse of what she is going to look like when she is a toddler, and it took my breath away and brought tears to my eyes. I’m not supposed to see that in her yet! She is only 15 and a half weeks old. Not even four months yet. Where has the time gone?

It seems like just yesterday I was 9 months pregnant and couldn’t wait to meet her. Now almost four months have passed by in the blink of an eye, and she changes and learns so much every day that I can hardly keep up. Everyone always says “Oh, before you know it she’ll be graduating from high school!” It makes me want to cry.

As a stay-at-home mom, I get to spend nearly every waking moment with Briana, and watch all the developments in real-time. I treasure that. But it also breaks my heart a little bit, because as much as I want her to grow and learn and develop, I want her to be little forever. Two of my friends recently had babies, and looking at the newborn pictures online had me remembering how tiny Bri was when we first brought her home. Every day, she outgrows another outfit…Sometimes it literally seems as if they fit when I put them on her in the morning, and she is too big for the outfit by the time I change her into her sleeper at night.

Why do they have to grow up so quickly?

Those moments that take your breath away also end up being the moments you treasure later on. The moments when you catch a glimpse, just the tiniest window, into the amazing things yet to come. The ones you look back on and tell your kids about later, while they roll their eyes at how sappy you’re being, but secretly feel special when they hear them, because it reassures them that they have always been the center of your world.

Maybe I’m not even making sense tonight. I just feel like time is flying by so quickly. I wish there was some way to slow it down. I suppose every parent does.

A Sentimental Mommy

P.S. On a completely unrelated note, for those of you who were asking about how the formula was coming along: we stopped giving it to her. It’s back to 100% breast milk. She did okay with 2 ounces of formula per 6 ounce bottle that she was getting for a couple of days, but then she started to get very gassy and miserable, and not wanting to eat. Went back to a full bottle of plain ole milk, and she sucked it right down. Her tummy troubles are gone, and she’s as smiley as ever. “Breast is best” after all. 🙂

Happy (?) New Year!

Published January 2, 2013 by JD61088

My days and nights have kind of started blurring together. When your baby randomly decides to stay awake until five in the morning (when she usually falls asleep at 1AM and sleeps through until 7 or 8), it makes for living in a  perpetual haze. I don’t understand the random “let’s stay awake all night” days. It’s frustrating. I mean, I’m glad she doesn’t wake up every hour all night long anymore, but the fact that she only randomly stays awake all night almost makes it more frustrating. Since I’m expecting to get at least six hours of sleep at a time, and she’s awake most of the afternoon and evening now, I don’t get the naps I used to when she had no schedule at all.

Ugh. I’ll get over it eventually, but it’s frustrating me right now.

She is growing so fast…I’m almost afraid to take her to her appointment on the 7th…I don’t want to know how much bigger she’s gotten, it’ll make me sad! (On the other hand, I can’t wait to find out…it’s so exciting!) I wish she would tolerate tummy time better. Since we got her activity mat she is doing a bit better with it, but I can’t make myself leave her down there on her tummy once she starts to cry and scream, so I end up picking her up after five minutes or so. She loves that mat when she is lying on her back and can see the toys, but the cute little animals on the mat itself don’t hold her attention for long. It’s so amazing to see her reaching for toys and holding onto them now. She loves rattles right now. It’s very sweet.

I’m still really back and forth about going back to work. David’s job is making it tough to decide, too, because they keep changing his hours. I won’t even give details here, we’ll just leave it at “It’s confusing.” Since his job is our main money-maker, I’ll have to set my hours around his, and if they don’t leave his hours alone, it’s going to be tough to set my availability at work. It’s a frustrating sort of situation.

I’ve been really dizzy lately, and light-headed. I don’t know why. I guess it could be exhaustion, but I’ve gone on less sleep than I’m getting now for longer periods of time. Then there’s the fact that I still haven’t stopped bleeding from having Briana, and it’s been 8 weeks. I went in for my six-week appointment and my doctor told me to call and make another appointment if I hadn’t stopped bleeding by 8 weeks after Briana was born, so I’ll be calling tomorrow. I guess I get to go in for an ultrasound now. *sarcastic cheer* This one won’t be near as exciting as the ones I had while I was pregnant.

I guess I should be more concerned, but I’m too busy to be worried about it. I’m more irritated by it then anything. David’s worried though. At least one of us is watching out for my health. 😛

I went through my closet and took all my maternity clothes out and boxed them up. Yay! No more maternity clothes for me…so I need to either go shopping or get my butt off the couch and get back in shape. At least my old clothes fit me…not well, but well enough to not be embarrassed to be seen in them or anything.

Anyway, I’m off.

Dizzy New Mommy



“So much baby stuff!!”

Published November 29, 2012 by JD61088

David and I were sitting in the living room tonight, with Briana sleeping in her little rocker thing, and David started shifting around because he was sitting on something. He reached around and pulled out a burp cloth. Then he reached around the other side and found a receiving blanket, and behind him, a baby bottle. He put on his best “woe is me, I’m being dramatic” voice, and said “SO much BABY stuff!”

Our apartment really has been taken over by baby items. And every time I clean up one mess, ten more develop, so it’s not that we’re slobs, it just seems like her stuff keeps taking over every location not dedicated to something else in our space! I keep finding burp cloths in the weirdest places. In our bed, under our bed, in between couch cushions, on the floor in random places…they multiply! And bottles do the same thing, although they don’t usually end up under our bed, in our bed, or in random places on the floor. They’re just multiplying in the living room and kitchen. Good grief! Our life has been taken over by baby supplies! 🙂

Briana is totally worth it, however, so I’m not too worried. Last night was not quite as rough as the night before, but was still pretty difficult. She just wouldn’t stay asleep. She was quieter about it though. She just didn’t like being put in her bassinet. She would sleep if I was holding her. People keep warning me about “spoiling” her by holding her while she sleeps too much, but according to the pediatrician (and What To Expect The First Year), that’s not true for an infant so young. In fact, both the doctor and the book say that the more quickly you respond to your infant when they are this young, the more secure and independent your baby will be when she gets a little older. So we’ll see.

I’ve been trying to comfort her without actually picking her up out of her bassinet to see if she would go back to sleep without all the jostle and movement of me picking her up. It would work for a minute or two, but in the end, she always wanted to be held. I am wondering if she is cold, because our room can get kind of chilly at night. We have her wrapped in receiving blankets, but she wiggles her way out of those with all of her kicking and arm waving and wriggling around. We bought some warmer pajamas for her yesterday, so we’ll see if those help at all tonight. (It seems unlikely that this is why she keeps fussing, but I’ll try anything at this point. :))

This morning she kept spitting up. A lot. She threw up on me several times in the wee hours of the morning, and then, as I was rocking her this morning when David was getting ready for work, she spit up all over my hands, arms, shirt, and the freakin’ sheets on the bed. I swore. Not at her, just because I had hit my spit-up tolerance limit. “Are you freakin’ kidding me?!” David asked me what was wrong from the other room. He came in and found me basically sitting in a puddle of spit-up, near tears, and yet again exhausted from a night with no sleep. He assessed the situation. He picked up the phone. And he called in to work and told them he needed to stay home. Then he took Briana, changed her diaper and her outfit, told me to get something to eat, and then to go to bed.

I felt guilty about him missing work, but I was too tired to argue. I ate a (highly nutritious :)) bowl of Rice Krispies, changed pajamas, and crawled into David’s side of the bed, since my side was gross and wet, and fell straight to sleep. I was too tired to change the sheets (although that will be happening before bed tonight). I slept until 2:30, and I only woke up because my boobs were saying “hey stupid, you need to pump.” Ahhh….Glorious sleep…followed by being a milk cow. (Feels like that some days anyway!) My husband is the best. I feel much refreshed by the equivalent of a full nights sleep (or close to one anyway), and plan on getting another nap after I post the blog. So hopefully tonight will be easier.

I read Briana a story today for the first time. Bear Snores On. It’s a cute one. I know she doesn’t understand the story, but she sat there in my arms and stared up at my face while I read it to her, listening to my voice. She looked very content and sleepy, and like she felt safe and happy, and that made my heart happy. She makes my heart happy, no doubt about it. I am so blessed to have such a wonderful little baby, even if she does keep me up all night. My husband is a blessing, too…I don’t think I would have made it through today if he hadn’t stayed home. Not without hysterical bouts of sobbing brought on by total exhaustion anyway.

One day at a time…

Still a Tired New Mommy

We were trying to get a good picture of her in her cute Minnie outfit, but she didn’t feel like having her picture taken…

Breastfeeding Decision…Made a little early.

Published November 24, 2012 by JD61088

The last two nights with Briana were terrible. Truly terrible. She started screaming and crying at 10:30 last night. I fed her and changed her and did the whole repeat thing…She wouldn’t settle down. After I would feed her, she would sleep, but only for about ten minutes at a time, never long enough for me to fall asleep. She was still acting hungry after I fed her, and I didn’t know what to do for her.

David came home on his “lunch” at about 3AM, and suggested giving her some of the Enfamil formula we had left from when we were supplementing her feedings the first week we brought her home. She ate 4 ounces of formula. Hmmm….After David left I decided to pump to see how much milk I had left. There was about an ounce in my left, and practically nothing in my right. No bueno. I don’t know if she had eaten so much that she emptied me out, or if my supply was just low because of how late it was, but I know why she was still acting hungry…

After she ate, I burped her and changed her, and she was asleep before we made it back into our bedroom. (Her changing table is in the nursery, but she is sleeping in a bassinet by our bed right now.) I think it was about 6:00 when I was finally able to close my eyes. I had her all set up in bed next to me…I know I’m not supposed to do that, but it calms her down, and I was desperate for sleep at this point. Plus, she had hold of my finger, and any time I tried to pull my hand away, she started fussing. So we fell asleep holding hands.

David got home from work a little before 8:00, and he came in and kissed my forhead. He said my eyes looked bruised because I was so tired, and told me to stay in bed with her, and he would come get her if she started to fuss. He was going to try to stay up because he isn’t on nights anymore, so he needed to straighten out his sleep schedule.

Briana must have gotten more than enough to eat though, because she slept until almost noon. I called David in to come change her and then went ahead and pumped so we could feed her. I was afraid I wouldn’t have enough, but I pumped more than enough for her to get a full meal. Yay! Briana seemed much happier after she had her bottle. She didn’t fuss or cry, she just looked up at me with those big ole blue eyes of hers and looked very content and satisfied. I talked to her for a little while and played with her hands while she looked at me like I was the weirdest person in the world. 🙂

So I’ve been pumping every couple of hours, and she woke up at 5:00 to eat (ate about 4 ounces again) and still hasn’t woken up, and it’s 8:00 now…though she is starting to stir now, so I’ll have to finish up this blog entry pretty quickly.

I know that some people are going to give me grief about not breastfeeding anymore, but they can just take a hike…this is between me and Briana, not me and Briana and everyone else. She is still getting my milk and all the healthy benefits from it. As for the whole “great bonding experience” thing, it’s only a great bonding experience if you actually enjoy it. I felt closer to her giving her the bottles today than I ever have when we were trying to breastfeed, because both of us were completely calm and relaxed, and she was getting enough to eat, and she looked happy, and that made me happy.

She’s hungry right now, gotta run!

Happy New Mommy

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