March 22, 2010
Sitting up
I think Madi is going to learn how to crawl before she too long. She rolled over for the first time about a week and a half ago but she is more interested in scooting herself around on her back then trying to roll over. And then when we put her in a sitting position on our lap she just laughs and laughs and thinks it the greatest thing since milk in a bottle. We found one of these chairs for babies who are learning how to sit up and she loves it. She likes to go in it first thing in the morning while we eat our breakfast, as you can tell from her bed-head hair-do. After a while of sitting in it though, her little neck gets tired and she slowly falls over and rests her head on the side. Isn't she a doll!
Smiles and Laughs
Our memory card is so full of pictures of Madi. We haven't gotten this much use out of our camera since we bought it. But when you see this cute little baby looking up at you with a big grin on her face you can't help but want to take a picture of it everytime so you can show everyone who didn't get to see it. Sometimes I think Madi is going to have permanant "flash spots" in front of her eyes from all the pictures. But she is so good about it and will usually put up with it long enough for mom and dad to get several good pictures. Here are some of our favorites.
New Love
Since birth, Madi has rejected her pacifier. She refuses to suck on it more then about 5 seconds. She would rather suck on her hands and has at one point put her entire fist in her mouth. Over the past several weeks she has found a new love; her blanket. She loves this pink fuzzy blanket that someone gave us that they used for their kids. She won't go to bed without it and she has to have it with her if we go anywhere. Even if she is hot she will cry until we give it to her. I thought that babies didn't get attatched to things like this until they were older, but if it makes her happy I say go for it. Plus how can you take a blanket away from her when she is sleeping when she looks this cute with it.
March 15, 2010
Birthday Parties
Madi is already quite the little social butterfly. And we can already tell that she is going to be a heartbreaker. Just in the past month she has been invited to two birthday parties both of which were for little boys. When we first walked into the house and sat down, the birthday boy went right over to her and gave her a hug. Then he just held her in his arms. His parents were so shocked. They said that he has never done that before to anyone. It was so sweet! But that just goes to show that we are going to have to watch those boys when she gets older.
February 17, 2010
Pictures! Pictures! Pictures!
Finally some recent pictures of Madi
Spending time with Mom
I was hoping this was a sign that it was nap time, but she was too interested in other things to sleep.
Madi's First Bath
Going on a walk with Mom and Dad
Her Sleepy Wrap mom carries her in puts her to sleep everytime
Spending time with Dad after his long 12 hour shift at work
She loves her Boppy pillow
And she loves sticking her tougue out at mom (hopefully she grows out of that before she uses it for something other then being cute)
She hates dresses because she doesn't like her legs to be bare and she hates anything on her head but I was able to get her to smile for me even in a dress and head band.
Our Kitties love Madi so much! They are always so careful not to get on her or in her face. But sometimes when we hold her they like to come up and snuggle. And our black cat, Zac, is the most concerned about her. He will come and get us if she starts to cry and then he will go and sit next to her until we come out and get her.
But they do like having mom and dad all to themselves sometimes too with no baby in our lap.
Madi's belated Christmas gift, a bouncer. She loves it because she is quite the little kicker, as I first discovered when I was pregnant with her. I don't think my ribs will ever be the same. Oh well, she is worth it. February 16, 2010
Our New Addition
I know, I know. It took long enough to get pictures on here. I don't have most of them but I do have the ones from her first few days of life. I will try and get some more from home to post on here. This link will take you to the pictures they took of her while she was in the hospital. The labor and delivery went very smoothly. And I would much rather go through labor and delivery then 9 months of being pregnant! Well, as long as I can get that amazing epidural. My labor last only about 5 and a half hours and after 21 minutes of pushing she was here.
Madaline Coline Kaiser
Dec 24, 2009 5:56 pm
7 lbs. 11 oz
20 inches long
December 18, 2009
You know you're in your 3rd trimester when...
You wear your slippers to town because they are easier to get on than your winter boots
You can barely wipe yourself after using the bathroom!!
You get frustrated that you have to pee SOOOO badly, but then only a trickle comes out! And then you have to attempt to wipe after each little trickle?!
You quit shaving your legs & you could care less
You ask your husband for a pedicure gift certificate for Christmas
You take your shoes off for the rest of the day (at work) just becuase getting in trouble by the boss would be better than trying to tie your shoe for a second time that day.
You have moments of pure panic thinking that little one will actually be here in a few weeks
You start planning out rediculous ways to coax little one to come early - this is usually followed by the moment of panic I mentioned above
You ask your 7 year old to tie your shoes
You've mastered the art of cleaning a room by picking things up with your feet to avoid bending over
You have dropped something on the floor and yell for help!
It takes you almost 5 minutes to move to your side to get comfortable and then seconds later your uncomfortable and want to move again!
You don't know you have the same pairs of shoes on!
You can't put socks on!
Everytime you say "Oh" and breath a little different your husband looks at you and asks if you are ok or if you need to go to the hospital
Rolling over in bed has become a carefully orchestrated 4-step process
The new way you use to get yourself up off the floor leaves everyone in the room laughing
You laugh, cough, or sneeze you seem to pee a little
Everyone starts asking you if you've had "that baby" yet
You drop food on your belly and can't see it!
You have to move the seat back to avoid your belly hitting the steering wheel while you drive and then if you drive a stick you have to move your seat forward again so you can reach to shift over your big belly. It's an endless/vicious cycle!
Your new fav shoes are slip ons
You find yourself, more often than not, leaving stuff that fell on the floor there because it's just too trying to attempt to pick it up.
You curse yourself for putting your purse on the floor in the car because it's sooooooo far to bend down and get it
You have to lean back while sitting on the toilet because if you dont you cant breathe
You're belly is bigger than your husband's belly
Your socks are literally strangling your fat feet
You get heartburn from water
You have a hard time getting off of the couch...like a turtle trying to flip back over when it's on it's shell
You can no longer see the little cup you have to pee into at the doctor's office and end up going all over your hand
Everytime you go near the kitchen sink, the bottom of your belly gets wet because it touches the counter.
Everytime you brush you teeth you have to change you shirt because of the wet spot on your chest from leaning over to rinse
People take a couple steps back just to look at you
The simple act of putting on socks or rubbing lotion on your belly leaves you completely out of breath and sweating
You want to strangle the next person who asks how you're feeling
You sit down at the table to eat supper and when you go to get up your belly hits the edge of the table and you get stuck! Or you go out to eat and sit in a booth and you have to wedge yourself in.
You and your husband go to hug or kiss and you can't reach because your bellies are hitting one another and keeping you apart
You get a back ache from bending over just that little bit to wash the dishes in the sink.
You need your husband's help getting your pants on in the morning, not the mention underwear, socks, and shoes.
You no longer cuddle with your husband because he gets in the way of the pillow placements.
You burn your belly on the stove while cooking
You can barely wipe yourself after using the bathroom!!
You get frustrated that you have to pee SOOOO badly, but then only a trickle comes out! And then you have to attempt to wipe after each little trickle?!
You quit shaving your legs & you could care less
You ask your husband for a pedicure gift certificate for Christmas
You take your shoes off for the rest of the day (at work) just becuase getting in trouble by the boss would be better than trying to tie your shoe for a second time that day.
You have moments of pure panic thinking that little one will actually be here in a few weeks
You start planning out rediculous ways to coax little one to come early - this is usually followed by the moment of panic I mentioned above
You ask your 7 year old to tie your shoes
You've mastered the art of cleaning a room by picking things up with your feet to avoid bending over
You have dropped something on the floor and yell for help!
It takes you almost 5 minutes to move to your side to get comfortable and then seconds later your uncomfortable and want to move again!
You don't know you have the same pairs of shoes on!
You can't put socks on!
Everytime you say "Oh" and breath a little different your husband looks at you and asks if you are ok or if you need to go to the hospital
Rolling over in bed has become a carefully orchestrated 4-step process
The new way you use to get yourself up off the floor leaves everyone in the room laughing
You laugh, cough, or sneeze you seem to pee a little
Everyone starts asking you if you've had "that baby" yet
You drop food on your belly and can't see it!
You have to move the seat back to avoid your belly hitting the steering wheel while you drive and then if you drive a stick you have to move your seat forward again so you can reach to shift over your big belly. It's an endless/vicious cycle!
Your new fav shoes are slip ons
You find yourself, more often than not, leaving stuff that fell on the floor there because it's just too trying to attempt to pick it up.
You curse yourself for putting your purse on the floor in the car because it's sooooooo far to bend down and get it
You have to lean back while sitting on the toilet because if you dont you cant breathe
You're belly is bigger than your husband's belly
Your socks are literally strangling your fat feet
You get heartburn from water
You have a hard time getting off of the couch...like a turtle trying to flip back over when it's on it's shell
You can no longer see the little cup you have to pee into at the doctor's office and end up going all over your hand
Everytime you go near the kitchen sink, the bottom of your belly gets wet because it touches the counter.
Everytime you brush you teeth you have to change you shirt because of the wet spot on your chest from leaning over to rinse
People take a couple steps back just to look at you
The simple act of putting on socks or rubbing lotion on your belly leaves you completely out of breath and sweating
You want to strangle the next person who asks how you're feeling
You sit down at the table to eat supper and when you go to get up your belly hits the edge of the table and you get stuck! Or you go out to eat and sit in a booth and you have to wedge yourself in.
You and your husband go to hug or kiss and you can't reach because your bellies are hitting one another and keeping you apart
You get a back ache from bending over just that little bit to wash the dishes in the sink.
You need your husband's help getting your pants on in the morning, not the mention underwear, socks, and shoes.
You no longer cuddle with your husband because he gets in the way of the pillow placements.
You burn your belly on the stove while cooking
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