My Life's Story...

Among the many things that I am learning as a Mother one is that time is a-movin’.  There are only so many hours, so many days and so little time.  No pause button.

It’s all too easy for time to slip away.  “Life” just has a way of taking over.  Making it all that much more important to stop and smell the flowers every once in a while.  So today, I will stop and smell the flowers-- Or sit on the couch with my feet propped up while Ella naps and blog. 

It has been seven (SEVEN!) weeks since my last post.  So here’s the latest and greatest with our little Miss Ella.

Crawling:  "Look Mom, I'm Mobile"

[Crawling]  She’s on the move!  And, she’s a girl on a mission.  The mission:  To get into all things Mommy calls “No”.  Mission accomplished!

Talking:  Ready to Chat-it-Up at the Ice Cream Social

[Talking]  Miss Social-Butterfly sure knows how to chat up a crowd, but even better, she knows how to make Mommy and Daddy melt.  Her first two words, “Mom-Mom” and “Da-Da”.  (“Mom-Mom” being first, of course).  Love!

Swimming:  This Girl was Born to Swim (and Wear a Sun Hat)

[Swiming]  Ella has been quite the little mermaid this summer.  She closed out the summer with three sessions of swim.  That’s six weeks, thirty classes and fifteen whole hours of splashing.  At seven months (then), she can swim from Mommy to instructor (about 5-7 feet) and hold on to the edge of the pool.   Along with everything else mentioned in [Insert Link:  Splish-Splash].

Teething:  "Mom, I Think There's a Toofers"

[Teething]  We have a toofers (one that actually decided to break through this time).  It seems like Ella has been teething for m-o-n-t-h-s!  Stubborn little toofers kept working their way up, then going back down, working their way up, going back down-- Never cutting through.  Finally!  One cut through.  Yay Ella!  One step closer to steak dinners.

Growing:  Too Big, Too Fast

[Growing] Growing, growing, growing.  This weekend marked Ella’s 8-month Birthday.  Eight months!  Talk about time moving too fast (I know, I know-- My life story).  She’s getting so big that we even had to graduate her to a “big girl” car seat, talk about a hard day for me.  I may, or may not, have shed a tear… or two.

So there you have it, the fast-cap of our last seven weeks.  Too big, too fast.  Too fast!