Gabby has a very special bedtime routine and we seem to have finally gotten back into the groove after a month or two of wanting to stay up and having a tantrum at bedtime each night. After Gabby's dinner and bath we go into the living room, lay her down with a specific pillow, blanket, and of course Meow. She chooses a show and then we play the show while we all sit in the living room and watch it. Then she drinks milk and watches her show for about 20 minutes. Some nights we read books when we arrive in her room and other nights we do not (it depends on what time it is). When she walks into her room she yells moon. Aunt Lisa gave her this really cool frog that projects blue stars and a moon on the walls and ceiling. First Gabby touches the moon and the she chooses various stars she would like to touch. Her favorite time is when Michael lifts her up high and lets her touch the stars on the ceiling. Then while she is laughing we both give her kisses and then lay her in the crib. Then we say our prayer and Michael and I quickly say good night and leave the room before she starts coming up with excuses why she isn't ready for bed. I know she isn't two yet but you would be amazed at the excuses a one year old can come up with on her own. She will tell us her diaper is dirty, she needs more milk, she is hungry, or start hollering for specific toys or more books. It's funny, but not in the moment. I hope that we are not making Gabby an O.C.D. person with all of the stringent routines we have implemented. I just know that humans are a creature of habit and in my profession structure is a positive thing! I just wonder how difficult it is going to be when we transition her from her crib to a bed. That is a story for another day!
It's hard to believe that Sunday was the third time I've been able to celebrate Mother's Day. This Mother's Day was especially special because I became a godmother to Aiden and Addison, some of our closest friends two children. We woke up that morning got dressed and headed to church to watch the baptism of some of the cutest kids I ever met. They church had us sit in the front row for ease of baptizing, but it made it far more difficult for us to contain our kids. The baptism was at the very beginning of the sermon. Less than 5 minutes after the baptism Gabby made a noise talking to Daddy, (I doubt the people next to us could even hear) the minister came up to me and offered to show me where the day care was. She was very polite and sweet, but I knew I could not exactly refuse. I have never left Gabby with a stranger, not for 30 seconds, so I walked in to the nursery and Gabby instantly began coloring. Once Addison appeared (because the m...
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