tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65303228554457107312024-03-13T13:36:57.480-07:00mini millera little about life with our littles.....mama millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09301950687083079784noreply@blogger.comBlogger191125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530322855445710731.post-663974707238536602017-01-14T20:44:00.000-08:002017-01-14T21:05:05.467-08:00The Birth Story of Mason James <div style="line-height: normal;">
<i><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I can’t seem write a birth story without giving a little lead up of the days before so I’m including that too. Those days are still so vivid in my mind as well and I love documenting as much as I can of all parts of our stories. I hope this blog and all my other documenting truly blesses my kids one day as they read back on these memories and the story of their births and more. I have mostly used this blog for Ellie and really don't even use it anymore thanks to Instagram, but I wanted to put Mason's story here as well…so without further ado…</span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><u>Sunday, January 12th:</u> While watching football with our friends at their house, I started noticing contractions and a little more regularly and strong, enough to make me think I should time these suckers with my handy dandy app that I had downloaded for this time around. I tried not to make a big deal of it but thought it was so funny that maybe my “tiny midwife” was picking up on it all on her own as she came to me with this stethoscope to given a listen! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">and texting YouTube links of funny rap songs to my sister back and forth throughout my work day with some contractions mixed in. Like “Let’s Get It Started” from the Black Eyed Peas and others that their lyrics could be “motivating” for my body to get things going! It helped pass the time and keep me laughing. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Well the track ended, waking me up and as I rolled over to get up to use the bathroom, in mid-roll I completely soaked myself!!! Not as in “whoa, I just peed my pants without-ANY-warning-of-it-coming-kind-of-way, but in a “whoa!! that was A LOT of water that just came out of my body!! And was that my water breaking?!!” So of course I immediately called my midwife and she asked her questions and didn’t really confirm it one way or another but said it was possible it was more of a “leak” and stay tuned to see if things were going to pick up. We got off the phone, wishing each other both rest, and I hoped we would be talking again soon :)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">So we hung out at my house for a little bit as I called my midwife to check in and tell her things were moving along (I think contractions had gotten about 3 mins apart at this point and she listened to me breathe through a few of them and based on what she could hear in my voice she said she thought I could come in and at least get checked out again if nothing else) Matt quickly came back home, thankfully his work is about 5 minutes away from our house. I asked Monica to snap one last picture of us as a family of 3 and we were on our way out to Bella Vie! I believe it was about 9:45 at this point. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">The midwives discovered that with my water there was a little meconium so the remained close by and we knew it was getting close to “Go time”! I found out later because I asked at a follow up appointment it was 1:20pm at this point. I asked for my birth music to be put on and I know it was because I remember Matt apologizing to the ladies if the music was bugging them (Not sure how mellow, worship music would bug my Jesus loving midwives, but for whatever reason, I clearly remember him saying that! Even though, I can’t at all remember hearing the music actually playing!) I also asked for one midwife to get our camera and take photos. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Quickly, I could feel my body starting to do its own thing and push and I just went with it. Loud moans and eyes closed, I just tried to surrender to it and trust it was working. I would reach down and feel the progress and could feel Mason’s head which was so motivating. A few minutes of that and out popped his head! Such relief!! But that was it! I was dismayed as I had to wait for another contraction for his body and my body to work together for the next part to happen. I swear it was like 2 minutes and I actually checked the time stamp on the digital photos and IT WAS! For a full 2 minutes, Mason’s head was out but his body was still in! Birth is crazy! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">That blessed contraction finally came and with it I felt his body slide the rest of the way out! It was the coolest feeling ever that I will never forget and for whatever reason, I didn’t experience that feeling with Ellie (maybe because of her sack not breaking?!)</span><br />
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So thankful for my spring time babe!</div>
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I wanted to end with that picture though it is so different from the others. It can be so easy to turn Easter into a holiday that has nothing to do with Jesus, yet He is the reason that we celebrate!! I am so thankful for my savior, who died a criminal's death for my sins. He willing laid down His life for mine (and yours, dear reader) so that I can live. That I can know grace and forgiveness, peace and love. Thank you Father for giving us your Son. The ugly, painful, wretched cross becomes a thing of beauty on Easter morning as we celebrate the fact that He has RISEN, he has risen indeed!</div>mama millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09301950687083079784noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530322855445710731.post-77735011715460435482012-04-04T10:13:00.001-07:002012-04-04T10:15:42.543-07:00Annual Cherry Blossom Photos!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<a href="http://www.ourminimiller.blogspot.com/2010/03/making-another-tradition.html" target="_blank"><b>2010</b></a><br />
<a href="http://www.ourminimiller.blogspot.com/2011/04/cherry-blossom-tradition.html" target="_blank"><b>2011</b></a><br />
<br />mama millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09301950687083079784noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530322855445710731.post-18594067672649075932012-03-22T10:45:00.000-07:002012-03-22T10:46:15.319-07:00Snow day!Oregon's weather has had severe A.D.D this year it seems, so of course on the first official day of Spring we woke up to snow! Ellie didn't mind though and she and Matt took full advantage.....for about 15 minutes :)<br />
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Today you are TWO! </div>
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The past two years of our lives with you have been the best!</div>
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Thank you for being YOU!</div>
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I chose some pictures below that capture some of the things I love most about you!</div>
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Your classic kid behavior! and way to make all things fun!</div>
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I love you so much my sweet little 2 year old!</div>
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love, Mama</div>mama millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09301950687083079784noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530322855445710731.post-10459718762770257022012-02-03T16:40:00.000-08:002012-02-03T16:40:36.529-08:00a little letter just because<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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Today was a momentous day for this mama. You sat and let me give you your first french braids. they look so cute on you and make you look like such a big girl too!</div>
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I can still remember the day a few years ago when I sat braiding your Auntie Grace's hair and your grandma told me, I better have a girl some day so I could do her hair too. Somehow I just knew that would come true. Ellie June, you mean so much to me and it's all the little things, tiny details, and special moments that make being your mama my very favorite thing.</div>
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just some cute photos of my favorite 2 people!</div>
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i am blessed</div>mama millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09301950687083079784noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530322855445710731.post-67674377314438426622012-01-28T15:17:00.000-08:002012-01-28T15:36:19.239-08:00sleep shenanigans!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Every single night I go into Ellie's room before my head finally hits the pillow. </div>
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Exhibit A:</div>
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We used her hand print to make the snowman and then I painted the details, she colored the cards :)</div>
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loved her vintage dress that we found at a thrift store for $4!</div>
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A bit of backstory: Ellie was born at Bella Vie Birth Center a few weeks after the Haiti earthquake 2 years ago and actually the midwife that was supposed to help deliver her ended up going to do relief work in Haiti the week she was born and we ended up with another midwife from the birth center who had just returned from Haiti. Well, these 2 midwives along with several others have since created a free birth center in Haiti that is run and supported by their non-profit <a href="http://www.mamababyhaiti.org/" target="_blank">MamaBaby Haiti</a>. </div>
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This past summer they organized a fundraiser effort for MBH in which they asked people to sign up for the Portland Triathlon with the goal of raising $500 each to help the birth center. As soon as I heard about it my mind went back to those first weeks postpartum when I sat on my couch with my brand new babe on my chest, reading/hearing about their experiences in Haiti and the kind of circumstances babies were being born in in Haiti and I just couldn't NOT do anything. Even at that time, I knew in my heart that I would someday try to help their efforts there.</div>
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I trained with a group of about 7 people all summer, receiving workout instructions from our trainer every Monday that had me running, biking and swimming all week long and then meeting up for group training sessions almost every weekend. The big day finally arrived on August 21st and we were up before the sun to head down to the Portland Riverfront to get things all ready to go for what would end up being the most challenging thing I have EVER done! </div>
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I finished in 2 hours 7 minutes and was 9th place in my age group of about 14 women.<br />
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It felt AMAZING to finish! During the race I kept telling myself, NEVER AGAIN!! (knowing I had also already signed up for the Oktoberfest Tri in September!) But by the time I was able to cool down, get some water and enjoy the whole atmosphere of people who had also just done what I had done, I was feeling pretty proud and "endorphinized" and was excited to try another one! (and I did!)<br />
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All in all, the people who supported my fundraising efforts helped me raise almost $1000!!<br />
I hope in the future to be able to do more fundraising/supporting/serving for MamaBaby Haiti!<br />
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I couldn't have done it without you!</div>mama millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09301950687083079784noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530322855445710731.post-42380158284014398562012-01-23T10:07:00.000-08:002012-01-23T10:07:20.049-08:00new spot!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I am NOT ok with this and this is me admitting it and then committing to making some changes. It goes against the parenting style I desire to have for my girl and it boils down to me being plain LAZY! I am going to skip the beating myself up part of this blog (done it enough in my head) and just focus on my goals and desire for change.<br />
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Let me also say, that I am 100% NOT judging ANY parents that do let their kids watch tv. This isn't about that.<br />
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This isn't about me wanting Ellie to never watch tv or movies, I do believe there's a time for that and I have always wanted to have family movie nights with popcorn and jammies and kids piled on the couch when their older....But if I'm being honest, I will tell you that lately OPB has been on at our house every morning from 7:00am to 11:00am and that is 4 freaking hours!! I don't care if Sesame Street is educational, I no longer want to accept this about myself.<br />
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This is about me not wanting to take the easy/lazy road when it comes to how I want to spend time with my daughter. I don't stay home with her all day and so the time that I get with her is limited and precious but more often than not lately I have found myself turning to a cartoon or movie so I can get something done, have a moment to myself or do something that (yes, I am going to admit this!) satisfies/fufills me MORE in that moment than simply playing with/being with my daughter....<br />
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Ok, maybe I am going to beat myself up a bit over that one because it kind of sickens me that that is where I am at right now in my feelings. I have a beautiful amazing daughter in my life and every single word in my letters to her are completely honest and true but I also know I have gotten selfish and off track. And I'm not going to settle for that because I know I am better than that and I also know she DESERVES better than that. I am not saying that my world needs to revolve 100% around Ellie, 100% of the time because it doesn't and it can't and it shouldn't. I need to focus on being the "best" me for me so I can be the best me for her, and him and HIM. I know there is a intricate balance of motherhood, wifehood, sisterhood, daughterhood and everything else we want to be as women that is involved there.<br />
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I am saying that I want to have an attitude that reflects my true heart and desires for our life and my child. I am saying that I am ready to make some changes and not settle for easy and convenient anymore. I have seen all kinds of ideas for interacting with kids, or teaching them, or just being with them all over the internet, in books and just lived out by people and I have always appreciated them and looked forward to doing them with my own kids and it's just time for me to get back to that. A friend once told me that "they loved how I got down on the floor and just played with Ellie" and I want to be that mom again. I know I still AM her, I just want to be her MORE again.<br />
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This is what I do know:<br />
there will still be times Ellie watches some tv,<br />
but there will be times where my knees are dirty from crawling around on my floor and dishes will remain unwashed for a while longer,<br />
there will be times when it's hard to read a book for the 50th time again,<br />
but there will be times where my soul is blessed by a hug and a slobbery kiss,<br />
there will be times when it's a struggle to think of something new to do,<br />
but there will be times of adventures, pretend, and fulfillment.<br />
Ultimately the hard, the boring, the frustrating, the lazy, the ugly, the WHATEVER....will be drops in the bucket compared to,<br />
the times of peace, joy, learning, sharing, growing, living, LOVING.....and i KNOW this!<br />
(I think I really needed this typed out reminder though!)<br />
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This is what I also know: There will no longer be 4 hours of cartoons in the morning, I COMMIT to knowing that and living it out and I want you: dear readers, friends, mama to know it too!<br />
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Your mama has definitely failed at consistent monthly posts to you on here but I hope to get a few more in before you turn 2! In just 2 short months away! Then I hope to make this little blog here into a book for you to always have.</div>
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Baby, (i know I should probably stop calling you that too!) I just want to tell you how special you are to me and your daddy. You are such a light in our life. You constantly amaze, teach, challenge, and humble us. We are so thankful for you and that God picked you to be OUR daughter and for us to be your parents!</div>
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Ellie, you are spunky and sassy, super brave and full of energy. You are also a sweet heart and a lover. You are determined and smart. You are changing every day and we are continually amazed by you! </div>
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Currently you LOVE: to say "Hi" and "Bye" to EVERYONE when we are out and about (charmer!), twirl and spin in circles until you fall down from dizziness and then get back up and do it again, watch a "moobie" (movie), play with your new kitchen, more specifically tear apart your entire kitchen :), write on the chalkboard in your room, NOT sit in the shopping cart (mama's fault on that one!), take off your pajamas and even diaper at some point in the night/early morning nearly every night!! and offer kisses to EVERY dog and cat you come across. I have made countless memories witnessing you do all of these things and more!</div>
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Some other things you are doing/saying since my last letter to you are:<br />
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- Saying: mama, dada, baby, ellie, carter, nanny, papa, no, mine, yep, please, eat, ball, cracker, hi, bye, purple, blue, yellow, two, nine, "read a book", "watch a movie", snack, "take a "back" (bath), hello, puppy, cat, hat, pretty and some more I know I am forgetting!<br />
- You know a lot of you shapes and we practice on your chalkboard. You know circle, heart, square, triangle and diamond for sure.<br />
- You also know some colors now and get them right about 90% of the time, your favorites are definitely yellow and blue but you also know red, green, orange and purple<br />
- When you count, you only say two and nine, which is super cute but we're working on that one :)<br />
- You can climb INTO your crib, but not out of it! Not sure when we'll put you into a big girl bed yet.<br />
- You are pretty good at sharing what your playing with and we always see you offering toys to kids when you are in sunday school or at story time. Of course you have your "mine" moments but I'd like to think when I see you offer toys to kids who aren't playing with something, it is because you want to make sure everyone is included, which is a trait I hope you will grow up with!<br />
- You LOVE to take a bath and request one every night<br />
-You put out your hands to hold ours and pray EVERY time we sit at the table, without us prompting you. You also say Amen! (heart melt!)<br />
-You love to color and read books.<br />
-You love to sweep and I shortened the swifter just for you to use to push around.<br />
-You love to jump on the couch or beds (and YES! we let you, get that energy out girlfriend!!)<br />
-You like to say "no", so you are learning about timeouts :)<br />
- Everyday it seems like you learn or say something entirely new!<br />
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Ellie, you have stolen our hearts! Thank you for being exactly who you are! I am so thankful to be your mom and be the recipient of your sloppy kisses, your sweet snuggles, your tight hugs, your precious love. You challenge me and motivate me to be better each and every day.<br />
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love, mamamama millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09301950687083079784noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530322855445710731.post-34947842376020879212011-11-29T12:04:00.000-08:002011-11-29T12:16:57.288-08:00something to blog about....<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">Not to say that I haven't had countless things to blog about because of our "mini miller" but this one I am making the time to add to this special long neglected little space...</span></i><div><br /></div><div>Dear Ellie-girl,</div><div><br /></div><div>Last night as I was putting you to bed, I was struck in such an overwhelming humbling way of the precious gift which you are to me, that I have been given from our Heavenly Father above.</div><div><br /></div><div> And as tears slipped silently, joyfully down my cheeks, I began to pray aloud. Little girl, you did not know I was praying, I mean how could you possibly really understand the words more than just thinking I was speaking aloud as you heard my voice. The example of prayer that we have given you so far has been at meal times, gathered around the table, hands held and heads bowed. </div><div><br /></div><div>We sat in the dark, in the old green $4 chair from goodwill, wrapped cozily in your blanket, milk cup gripped in your hand as I expressed my deep gratitude to our Lord for your life and the gift, the privilege of being YOUR mother. I prayed for your years to come, that you would come to know the truest Love of all, that you would shine for Him.</div><div><br /></div><div>And then sweet baby of mine.....you said one simple word......."AMEN!"</div><div><br /></div><div>Dear one, you know! You knew! What an amazing gift of a moment last night, in that old green chair, written upon my heart, for always. Our God is so good!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>mama millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09301950687083079784noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530322855445710731.post-35925957749879548892011-08-21T04:02:00.000-07:002011-08-21T04:02:01.009-07:00Letters to my daughter: Month 17 & 18<div>Dear Ellie,</div><div>
<br /></div><div>Today you are 18 months old!! A year and a half!! Wow!! And the only reason I am posting this on time is because I finally got smart and scheduled it ahead of time :) Not that it even matters.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>Sweet girl, I think including pictures in these letters is a must do from now on because they tell the story of where we are at! Baby, I am in love with you! This has been the case from the moment I read that pregnancy test in May 2009 but my love grows EVERY single day!! You are my favorite tiny person! You always have me laughing :) </div><div>
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<br /><div>At this age, you are constantly amazing me and catching me off guard with the things you do and learn each day! Currently, you are OBESSED with rocks, sticks, dirt, bugs, did I say rocks?!?! It's cute! You are most definitely your daddy's daughter when it comes to rocks! He collects them too :) You LOVE to be outside, aren't at all afraid to get dirty, inspect bugs, hold lady bugs, dig in the dirt, and just explore! We love this about you :) That spot below in the picture on the walkway up to our house is your special spot, you know you are not allowed to go down the stairs there but you get to the very furthest part allowed and plant your self there to play!
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<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hGiZBxXz3AE/Tk7r8kJhiyI/AAAAAAAAAs0/upoeoZOBJes/s1600/photo.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hGiZBxXz3AE/Tk7r8kJhiyI/AAAAAAAAAs0/upoeoZOBJes/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642706808870112034" /></a>Just this week, I decided to see what you would think of crayons and coloring and I'd say it's a hit! As long as I keep them out of your mouth, tiny taste tester!! I've discovered a few bite marks in a few!! I really do think you are going to be right handed, since you consistently color and hold a fork with your right, but I guess time will tell.
<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gYfFgYN3d10/Tk7r4lIdiyI/AAAAAAAAAss/8Ep80HAuv9E/s1600/photo-6.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gYfFgYN3d10/Tk7r4lIdiyI/AAAAAAAAAss/8Ep80HAuv9E/s400/photo-6.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642706740414614306" /></a>Speaking of your eating, you make us proud in that department. And thankful!! You are not picky at all and pretty much could eat all day! Sometimes you do!! Your favorites at this age are multigrain crackers, watermelon, grapes, berries, scrambled eggs, pasta, pickles, raw carrots, and olives to name a few. Pretty much everything is a favorite :) But I think you would eat a whole package of blueberries in one sitting if we let you! Also, anything you can eat with your fork you especially love! Even if it doesn't need a fork to be eaten :)</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5OW7IYVIluM/Tk7rymyDyAI/AAAAAAAAAsM/gQxi-J8y1LE/s1600/photo-2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5OW7IYVIluM/Tk7rymyDyAI/AAAAAAAAAsM/gQxi-J8y1LE/s320/photo-2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642706637778307074" /></a>In the last 2 months we've gotten to make lots more summer memories: We had a fun fourth of july (that's the picture of you with your dad), we took a road trip to California and camped with your Grandma Lida, Great Grandparents, 2 Great Aunts, 3 cousins and 3 second cousins at a special lake campground I grew up going to, we also camped at the church family camp with your Miller Grandparents and cousin Garrett, we took another day trip to the beach to play in the sand!, we played at the splash pad with your buddy Carter, you got to meet Tristan and your "Auntie" Chare! and we have all around just enjoyed our days filling them with little joys and adventures!
<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VW6E8PcHMPg/Tk7rybGlNcI/AAAAAAAAAsE/gDAh5vKLgdg/s1600/photo-1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VW6E8PcHMPg/Tk7rybGlNcI/AAAAAAAAAsE/gDAh5vKLgdg/s320/photo-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642706634643158466" /></a>Some other facts about you right now: </div><div>-You totally have a special bed time routine that goes like this when it's time: you give Daddy a kiss goodnight, then he asks you for a 2nd one! always!, then you will walk into your room followed by me, you shut the door and you push the button to turn on your white noise machine and then you climb into the rocking chair where I then pick you up and settle you on my lap to nurse for a few minutes and then when you are done, you pop your little head up and say "all done" and then point to your crib!! It is so cute! Melts my heart every time! My part of the routine, that you don't see is later on every night before I go to bed, I go into your room to turn on the monitor, adjust your blankets, and just watch you for a few minutes. It completes my day and I love love love to watch you sleep! (sometimes I re-adjust you when you feet are sticking straight out of your crib! you sure do find some funny sleeping positions sometimes)</div><div>
<br /></div><div>-Your teeth count is at 12 with 3 more starting to poke through. You are a serious trooper when it comes to teething!</div><div>
<br /></div><div>-You hair is getting longer and has some curl!! and you will actually request us to put it in a pony or 2 pigtails! I LOVE this!! Can't wait until you have even more for me to play with :)</div><div>
<br /></div><div>-New words are: Diaper (diapuh!), Ellie, Carter, blueberry, ladybug, and as of yesterday, your Grandma Miller has taught you to say purple and blue! We are proud of you girlie!</div><div>
<br /></div><div>-Still very into reading! Especially books with flaps to lift and turn! Also you are really good at pointing to a lot of things we ask you to find in the books :)</div><div>
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<br /></div><div>Well, sweet girl, I think that is it for now. Let me just tell you that you have made my life rich! You bless me each and every day! Even in the hard and frustrating moments of parenting (and trust me, they are there!) I still am overwhelmed by the joy and honor I have of being your mama. I love you with all my heart and soul! I am so thankful God has given me the privilege to be your mom. It amazes me and so do you!</div><div>
<br /></div><div>love,</div><div>
<br /></div><div>mama</div>mama millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09301950687083079784noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530322855445710731.post-81080677635729515512011-06-24T14:38:00.000-07:002011-06-24T15:26:55.145-07:00letters to my daughter: Month 15 & 16<div>Dear "Little Stink",</div><div><br /></div><div>Sorry baby, that's your nickname of the moment the days! Mostly I call you it when you do something like what's in the picture below :) But don't worry it's said in love! I also realize I should probably stop calling you baby as much as I do, I am sure you're not even going to know your name is Ellie at this rate!! We seem to call you anything other than that most of the time :)</div><div><br /></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GikDA_Zys3Y/TgUEFK5YBpI/AAAAAAAAAr8/XGTUwwbhcK8/s1600/1516mo6.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GikDA_Zys3Y/TgUEFK5YBpI/AAAAAAAAAr8/XGTUwwbhcK8/s400/1516mo6.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621904196712793746" /></a>I decided to go against my "rule" of not having photos in your monthly letter posts, seriously why I worry about them all "looking the same" is beyond me! It doesn't matter and these photos I chose really capture your last 2 months of life and where we are at now. Girl, you are BUSY!! And very inquisitive these days, also independent, and keen on figuring out how things work! Also, it doesn't take much to keep you entertained and we've been having fun "makin' do" (see below for the proof! Tupperware+water+sunshine+turkey baster=FUN!)<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xXn8KyUEsvc/TgUEEl0KHqI/AAAAAAAAArk/O2s3L5mZlfs/s400/1516mo3.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">A few things about you these days:</div><div style="text-align: left;">-You love to be outside! you have mastered the slide at the park and could care less about the swings anymore!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">-I've learned not to ask you if you wan't to go bye-bye unless we are ready to walk out the door! (If shoes aren't on, bag isn't grabbed, etc. etc. I've just teased you and you think it won't happen in the 3 more minutes between saying it and actually leaving! *cue crying!)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">-That said, you LOVE to go bye-bye!! :)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">-We've been putting lots of "ponies" in your hair to contain the mullet and too long, not really bang pieces, that I will NOT cut yet!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">-At story time you always crack me up and I love to watch you because you never just sit there with me and do the songs or listen to the book, instead you wander ALL over the room, getting all up in the other parents space, face, laps, using them as a stairwell to hang on to up and down the stairs, etc. etc. You charm them all though silly girl!! You are quite the adventurer!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">-You might be developing a "lovey"? You've been sleeping with one of your soft baby dolls that you go for your birthday and it's so cute to see you curl your little arm around her and tuck her under your chin when I lay you down for bed. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">-If we tell you to throw something away, you walk over to garbage, wait for us to open it and then will throw it in and clap for yourself! Also, you help put the dishes away from the dishwasher (the tupperware ones!) and if we tell you to wipe you nose, you go get a burprag and will wipe it! It's so funny to see you do all these things!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">-You are obsessed with the bathroom and being in the bathroom and if I can't find something like a sippy cup, I can usually find it in the tub, along with a ball, some random tupperware, etc!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">-You say "bye-bye, banana, "nuh" (nose), mama, dada, and a bunch of other babbly stuff, I am pretty sure you are trying really hard to say "sock" and I can tell when you are, and you also have a word for when you want milk but I can't even try to spell it the way you say it, but I know what you mean! It's sooo neat to be able to understand your little baby language!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">-You sign please, thank you, all done, more, eat, and milk. When I tell you to say "I love you" you blow kisses/sign thank you but I know that is your way of saying it!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">-You still LOVE to give kisses to me, even when I don't even ask for them! This is the best thing!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">-We've been working on animal sounds and the one you have nailed is definitely the cow! lots of "mmmmmmmmm" going on around our house</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">-You are really into books and sitting on our lap to have them read to you right now.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">-You know where your ears, nose, belly button, hair, teeth/mouth, and eyes are! I think eyes are my favorite because instead of pointing to them your squinch them shut and make the cutest face! Then you poke me in mine to show me where mine are! ha!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">-You are still eating most everything and sleeping good too! New favorite foods include green beans (but only the canned ones?), tomatoes, strawberries and scrambles eggs are high on the list! You also blow on all your food a lot even if it's not hot food! so cute! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">-Still nursing at 16 months and I don't know/don't care when you will stop, I know you'll let me know when the time is right. I'm trusting our instincts on it and not anyone else's opinions there.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">-Hmmm, what else! I need to start writing things down on paper in between these letters so I don't leave anything out.....</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">-Oh yes, tantrums have arrived, (i think that's what I'd call them!) Sometimes when you don't get your way or we won't let you do something, etc, etc you for sure let us know you are not happy about it. You're dad and I have been talking quite a lot about how we want to handle this kind of behavior and we are still figuring it out. So far we are ignoring it, walking a few steps away, or trying to redirect you with what your options ARE, instead of what we don't want you to do.....Seriously waking up in the middle of the night with a newborn was EASY compared to this part of parenting for me. I constantly second guess myself in what is best for you when it comes to discipline but one thing I will say is we are not afraid to be firm and follow through even if it's hard in the moment. We really do in fact do it because we love you! (Wow, our own parents were right when they said the same things to us!!)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8zTwEFnJKJA/TgUEE6FXXHI/AAAAAAAAAr0/cqFcCwI1MzY/s1600/1516mo5.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_rUHiNzwSX8/TgUEEoZT3_I/AAAAAAAAArs/mzQCesHAPPs/s400/1516mo4.JPG" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">On Father's day I put you in the outfit shown above, I have been waiting so long for you to wear that shirt from your Auntie Noel! Love it! It is so neat to watch your dad be your daddy!! It makes me fall in love with him all over again all the time seeing how he is with you! You are the highlight of his day when he walks through the door in the evening. Sometimes lately he has come home after you have gone to bed and it makes him sad that he doesn't get to spend that little bit of time with you. He loves you sooooo much sweet girl! We both do!</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8zTwEFnJKJA/TgUEE6FXXHI/AAAAAAAAAr0/cqFcCwI1MzY/s1600/1516mo5.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8zTwEFnJKJA/TgUEE6FXXHI/AAAAAAAAAr0/cqFcCwI1MzY/s400/1516mo5.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621904192199679090" /></a>You bring such a joy and sweetness into my life Ellie girl!! I am so thankful for my cheerio spillin' & cheerio eatin' litttle babe! I love you with all my heart!<div><br /></div><div>love,</div><div><br /></div><div>mama<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>mama millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09301950687083079784noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530322855445710731.post-65095376888229162022011-05-16T12:13:00.001-07:002011-05-16T13:41:32.513-07:00mama-made!!<div style="text-align: center;"> I was able to make Ellie a few new things </div><div style="text-align: center;">to add to her wardrobe this weekend! </div><div><div style="text-align: center;">I love a cute "mama made" outfit!! (I mean top!)</div><div style="text-align: center;">&</div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Taking photos of an almost 15 mo. old = BLURRY!!! :)</div><div><div style="text-align: center;">this girl is on the go!</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> <img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JtZYX3rEjjo/TdF5UvQu-6I/AAAAAAAAArI/TyQp5bHmJvQ/s400/IMG_4419.JPG" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">I found a small scrap of this blue calico print fabric at goodwill</div><div style="text-align: center;"> knowing I could at least make something Ellie sized out of it! </div><div style="text-align: center;">I didn't have a pattern so I just winged it (wung it???),</div><div style="text-align: center;"> figuring out what it would become as I went. </div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DNy7R5UWQjE/TdF5Vsejq3I/AAAAAAAAArY/zGLc8uj_Re0/s1600/IMG_4415.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DNy7R5UWQjE/TdF5Vsejq3I/AAAAAAAAArY/zGLc8uj_Re0/s400/IMG_4415.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607396424676518770" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(She's not upset in the above pic, just cheesin' it up for the camera!)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I decided on a simple top with some fun ties over the shoulders!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Pair it with a matching cloth diaper and you've got a summer outfit!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b07ILaC8DL4/TdF5VCRtDdI/AAAAAAAAArQ/NXT5NT6X4Sk/s1600/IMG_4417.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b07ILaC8DL4/TdF5VCRtDdI/AAAAAAAAArQ/NXT5NT6X4Sk/s400/IMG_4417.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607396413348318674" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sYsHj-N4pwk/TdF5UdfueeI/AAAAAAAAArA/pcYpzhKoNC0/s1600/IMG_4435.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sYsHj-N4pwk/TdF5UdfueeI/AAAAAAAAArA/pcYpzhKoNC0/s400/IMG_4435.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607396403475020258" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">It doubles as a skirt actually</div><div style="text-align: center;"> if you untie the straps and tuck them in! </div><div style="text-align: center;"> Don't worry, we'll put a shirt with it when we're out in public :)</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SF5XOHjexQI/TdF35_ag9zI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/oGFFLZu4AeQ/s1600/IMG_4438.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SF5XOHjexQI/TdF35_ag9zI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/oGFFLZu4AeQ/s400/IMG_4438.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607394849211873074" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I also made a pinafore using a pattern from my friend's<a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/AliyahsHopeChest"> etsy shop</a>! </div><div style="text-align: center;">Check <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/AliyahsHopeChest">her</a> out to get your own pinafore pattern or other great stuff!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">She's got cute stuff for your littles to wear!</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xvk58HiUo-Y/TdF35qb5-wI/AAAAAAAAAqI/BFUYBp449Yc/s1600/IMG_4451.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xvk58HiUo-Y/TdF35qb5-wI/AAAAAAAAAqI/BFUYBp449Yc/s400/IMG_4451.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607394843580562178" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I love how the straps cross in the back</div><div style="text-align: center;"> and that Ellie can wear it in</div><div style="text-align: center;"> warm weather with even just a diaper or shorts</div><div style="text-align: center;"> or even cooler weather</div><div style="text-align: center;"> if I layer it over long sleeves and leggings!</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hsub7f7QT-E/TdF35M24CBI/AAAAAAAAAqA/5Ef9rTSxnsc/s1600/IMG_4453.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hsub7f7QT-E/TdF35M24CBI/AAAAAAAAAqA/5Ef9rTSxnsc/s400/IMG_4453.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607394835640616978" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Plus! It's REVERSIBLE!! :)</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrh-rL3OPJs/TdF34hmFARI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Gks3czg9nBE/s1600/IMG_4461.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrh-rL3OPJs/TdF34hmFARI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Gks3czg9nBE/s400/IMG_4461.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607394824027439378" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I think I'll be making several more! </div><div style="text-align: center;">It might become her summer "uniform"!!</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HYT5wXdYAV4/TdF34bD8nRI/AAAAAAAAApw/IipOdloQJqI/s1600/IMG_4463.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HYT5wXdYAV4/TdF34bD8nRI/AAAAAAAAApw/IipOdloQJqI/s400/IMG_4463.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607394822273670418" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Where did those chubby legs go? :( </div></div></div></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">And her arm roll creases are almost gone too!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Welcome to toddler hood, sweet girl!!</div>mama millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09301950687083079784noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530322855445710731.post-46180270566381336032011-05-13T12:32:00.000-07:002011-05-13T13:11:10.094-07:00What's in my bag? Diaper Bag edition!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LdGVGrdt6Bc/Tc2IPJkbB0I/AAAAAAAAApo/P01ZbRk-5k8/s1600/photo-1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LdGVGrdt6Bc/Tc2IPJkbB0I/AAAAAAAAApo/P01ZbRk-5k8/s400/photo-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606286904994236226" /></a><br /><div>I've seen "what's in my bag" posts all over the blog world and thought it would be fun to do a diaper bag edition! I don't use the bag as much as I did the first 6 months or so of Ellie's life, mostly we just take it to church on Sundays for her, but it's still fun to take a look inside!</div><div><br /></div><div>If you are a mama and wanna do your own post of "what's in you diaper bag?" post the link in the comments! Or even if you're not a mama and wanna do a "what's in my purse" post, still tell me about it!</div><div><br /></div><div>Here's what I discovered in my bag today:</div><div>(From top and clockwise)</div><div><br /></div><div>1 change of clothes (onesie and leggings, not necessarily matching which is pretty typical!)</div><div>1 <a href="http://www.fuzzibunz.com/">FuzziBunz</a> cloth diaper</div><div>2 "wipe containers" a.k.a random tupperware! (I'm ghetto like that!)</div><div>2 pairs of Target dollar section sunglasses which I refer to as the "elton" pair or the "hipster" pair</div><div>1 small tube of Burts Bees diaper rash cream that never gets used</div><div>1 travel size tube of <a href="http://www.californiababy.com/spf-suncare.html">California Baby</a> sunscreen</div><div>1 tube of <a href="http://www.californiababy.com/diaper-care.html">California Baby</a> diaper rash cream (the absolute best and worth every single penny!)</div><div>Point and Shoot Canon digital camera</div><div>Tissues for runny noses (I'm a wiper! not a" let-it-run"-er! just.can't.do.it)</div><div>Wet-bag for used cloth diaper</div><div>1 random hair clip</div><div>1 pen</div><div>1 spoon</div><div>2 packages of free sample lanishoh wipes (are these supposed to be for me or ellie??)</div><div>1 set of keys that don't even belong to me!</div><div>2 pairs of socks......I was surprised there were only 2, it seems like their are usually 5-6 pairs in there! That bag breeds socks I swear!</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, that was fun wasn't it!! To all you readers...... PARTICIPATE!! and join in! :)</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh and the bag is from Target by <a href="http://www.skiphop.com/">Skip Hop</a>, it definitely fulfills the polka dot obsession I maybe might have!!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>mama millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09301950687083079784noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530322855445710731.post-22758871626923063802011-05-10T07:00:00.000-07:002011-05-10T12:05:53.423-07:00A perfect day...<div>Back on Good Friday, Matt had the day off work and since the weather was nice we decided to plan a family day at the beach! We went back to do a hike that Matt and I done a few years ago at Cape Lookout about 15 minutes north of Pacific City. It's about a 5 mile hike out and back and it was the perfect day for it! </div><div><br /></div><div>It is one of our goals to be an active family and do lots of hiking and other outdoor activities that get us moving! It's never too early to start! We just strap the babe on us and go!! Note to self: next time take more snacks though or just any at all! Thankfully the girl is still nursing :)</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm not usually one to take scenery pictures but it was too gorgeous not to! Wow!! (and high!!)</div><div><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BAEb-wOuIds/TccKmcOcuMI/AAAAAAAAApg/AH0fd6GQSIE/s1600/hike1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BAEb-wOuIds/TccKmcOcuMI/AAAAAAAAApg/AH0fd6GQSIE/s400/hike1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604459916813973698" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B57tZv39H3s/TccKmI5yP0I/AAAAAAAAApY/vAmzfXNEkIs/s1600/hike2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B57tZv39H3s/TccKmI5yP0I/AAAAAAAAApY/vAmzfXNEkIs/s400/hike2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604459911627030338" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The cutest hiking companions a girl could ask for!</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uY1yOKZSHKI/TccKlmXSQcI/AAAAAAAAApQ/9eR95o4MANc/s1600/hike3.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uY1yOKZSHKI/TccKlmXSQcI/AAAAAAAAApQ/9eR95o4MANc/s400/hike3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604459902355521986" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Emb8dkV3_5w/TccKUs43HiI/AAAAAAAAApI/H0LsmS2YJBY/s1600/hike4.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Emb8dkV3_5w/TccKUs43HiI/AAAAAAAAApI/H0LsmS2YJBY/s400/hike4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604459612049186338" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ASZL2Atpqco/TccKUCBfITI/AAAAAAAAApA/YRPTp_35K9I/s1600/hike5.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ASZL2Atpqco/TccKUCBfITI/AAAAAAAAApA/YRPTp_35K9I/s400/hike5.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604459600542638386" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We made it!! Not the best family pic but getting the 3 of us in one is kinda rare :)</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aw8nRvtNZtY/TccKTne-QjI/AAAAAAAAAo4/bSF1quvElOs/s1600/hike6.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aw8nRvtNZtY/TccKTne-QjI/AAAAAAAAAo4/bSF1quvElOs/s400/hike6.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604459593418555954" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-15CItiGyjUM/TccKSzU5ceI/AAAAAAAAAow/eicgZQLHUYA/s1600/hike7.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-15CItiGyjUM/TccKSzU5ceI/AAAAAAAAAow/eicgZQLHUYA/s400/hike7.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604459579417653730" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">My turn to carry her! Phew!! What a good work out!!</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AnEjrgppOhU/TccKSmX5IEI/AAAAAAAAAoo/g2fPeBRX-K4/s1600/hike9.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AnEjrgppOhU/TccKSmX5IEI/AAAAAAAAAoo/g2fPeBRX-K4/s400/hike9.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604459575940554818" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We celebrated our survival :) with the Pelican Brew Pub</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and then it was time to hit the sand! </div><div style="text-align: center;">This was only the 2nd time Ellie had been to the beach </div><div style="text-align: center;">and it was quite different from the chilly November day before. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This time called for cute yellow sunhats and bare feet!!</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RzmVWvp6RT0/TccJ5XjeLBI/AAAAAAAAAog/rk_nuvpksNI/s1600/hike10.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RzmVWvp6RT0/TccJ5XjeLBI/AAAAAAAAAog/rk_nuvpksNI/s400/hike10.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604459142465858578" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fqrL4MqEX0w/TccJ48HF8sI/AAAAAAAAAoY/2sXGSbRd39U/s1600/hike11.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fqrL4MqEX0w/TccJ48HF8sI/AAAAAAAAAoY/2sXGSbRd39U/s400/hike11.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604459135099073218" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Matt and I both LOVE this picture above. </div><div style="text-align: center;">It needs to be BIG somewhere in our house very soon!</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H59TQtECh68/TccJ4hMTAUI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/MMH3Rs423MU/s1600/hike12.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H59TQtECh68/TccJ4hMTAUI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/MMH3Rs423MU/s400/hike12.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604459127873143106" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">and I love love love this one of my two favorites!</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Liq6hJ_k8ws/TccJ4cDjMHI/AAAAAAAAAoI/-Veic2Xgwqg/s1600/hike13.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Liq6hJ_k8ws/TccJ4cDjMHI/AAAAAAAAAoI/-Veic2Xgwqg/s400/hike13.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604459126494277746" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">And a day like that ends perfectly with a nap for the whole drive home! </div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O9Ikt3RQ3wg/TccJ37RFsZI/AAAAAAAAAoA/7fSYddDCqxA/s1600/hike14.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O9Ikt3RQ3wg/TccJ37RFsZI/AAAAAAAAAoA/7fSYddDCqxA/s400/hike14.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604459117692694930" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>mama millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09301950687083079784noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530322855445710731.post-32630046467764832862011-05-08T14:15:00.000-07:002011-05-08T14:19:30.958-07:00Mother's Day 2011<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9lH6n5j-lKo/TccIewGrvaI/AAAAAAAAAn4/FcTqtAoeWZs/s1600/photo.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9lH6n5j-lKo/TccIewGrvaI/AAAAAAAAAn4/FcTqtAoeWZs/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604457585687903650" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tbZQydKMLvo/TccIehSiW0I/AAAAAAAAAnw/G8hXx1q_xj8/s1600/photo-2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tbZQydKMLvo/TccIehSiW0I/AAAAAAAAAnw/G8hXx1q_xj8/s400/photo-2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604457581711088450" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GWVAfG6sVX0/TccIesBaazI/AAAAAAAAAno/k_yMAjUk5ik/s1600/photo-1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GWVAfG6sVX0/TccIesBaazI/AAAAAAAAAno/k_yMAjUk5ik/s400/photo-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604457584592055090" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">being Ellie's mama is my greatest honor!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">i am incredibly blessed!</div>mama millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09301950687083079784noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530322855445710731.post-48174060488051296492011-04-28T19:44:00.001-07:002011-04-28T20:33:15.502-07:00letters to my daughter: Month 14Dear "Boogs",<div><br /></div><div>Yes, that is the nickname of choice right now! Sorry girly :) Another month, another letter, and late as usual. I just need to accept it! I know you won't care one day when you read these that they were sometimes a little late! </div><div><br /></div><div>I thought it would be fun to write about a typical day with you right now. It will be neat to do this from time to time and see how it changes. So here goes:</div><div><br /></div><div>You wake up about 7:00-7:30.....sometimes a little earlier but as long as you aren't crying or really upset, I don't go into to your room and get you until at least 7:00. I am always greated by jumping up and down in your crib! It's super cute to see your excitement. We go straight to the couch to catch up with Matt & Meredith while you nurse for a little bit. When you finish you always sign to eat. I put you in your highchair and cut up 1/2 a banana for you to eat while I "cook" the rest of your breakfast, which currently is a Bob's Red Mill 10 grain hot cereal that the other half of the banana goes into. After breakfast it's a diaper change and then dressed for the day. </div><div><br /></div><div>I usually leave the each nights dishes until the morning and I do these next while you play in the tupperware drawer or lug around your current "purse" (which could really be anything that has a handle or strap you can hook on your shoulder). You love to put things in and take them out of your "purse" over and over again. You also like to pull my apron down from where it hangs, carry shoes around the house, and check your high chair for crumbs to scavenge during this time!</div><div><br /></div><div>Then we are either off to run an errand, meet up and play with a friend, go for a walk, or to story time at the library. Some days we just stay home and find new places to play in the house, recently it was the space between the closet and the bed in our room! Anything and anywhere can be fun with you girly!</div><div><br /></div><div>By 9:30ish most days you are ready for a snack, sometimes a string cheese, sometime some raisins or a piece of mama's homemade bread. I've learned not to leave the house with out rations!</div><div><br /></div><div>You always seem to be ready for lunch at about 11:15, I think I could even set my watch by you on that one. A little whining and I ask you if you wanna eat? and I always am answered with the eat sign and you walking to your highchair.</div><div><br /></div><div>At 11:30 your Grandma Miller shows up to watch you. Somedays when I say "bye-bye" I get blown kisses, somedays I get tears and arms reaching for me! I know it's hard but have also found it's best if I just leave quickly and wave back to you when I am out the door. Your Grandma tells me you are always done crying by the time I start the car, so I know you're fine. Besides, I know you always have so much fun with your Grandma! You and I are both so blessed she takes care of you each day!</div><div><br /></div><div>I know you play a lot while I am gone! I hear about your new tricks all the time! Most recently climbing up onto the shelf of the tv cabinet that holds your toys. I've seen it too and you are always soooo proud of yourself to be up in there. Your Grandma tells me you also are pretty consistently ready for your nap at 1:00. I am not sure how long you sleep to be honest and I think it varies from day to day.</div><div><br /></div><div>Your dad gets home about 4:45 and spends some one on one time with you until I get there. Somedays when I get home you greet me at the door with a huge smiles and shrieks of delight! Let me tell you that is the best homecoming welcome ever! Other times, I walk in to find you playing next to your dad and just watch you for a second or two before you turn around and realize I am there, but when you do, I get the same response as if you were at the door! It is the best sweet girl!!</div><div><br /></div><div>By then it's about 5:15 and you are ready for dinner! I put you in your chair and get you started with some food, while I make dinner for your dad and I. You eat most of your dinner while I am cooking ours since you are ready by that time. Sometimes you hang out in your highchair while I finish up cooking or sometimes you get out and play some more but when your dad and I sit down, we always put you back in your chair and pull you up to the table with us. You always want some of what we're eating as well. In fact, tonight you ate almost 1/2 of my dinner!</div><div><br /></div><div>After dinner, we usually strip off some of your clothes or just let you run around in your diaper for a bit until it's time for jammies. By 6:45 or 7:00, we can tell your tired and it's time to get ready for bed. One of us will change you, double up your cloth diaper and put your jams on.</div><div><br /></div><div> Then I get to do one of the most special parts of my day, a time when I just really feel like a mama, I soak it up. We plug in your night light, layout your soft fuzzy blanket in your crib that you like to lay on top of, turn on the white noise and I settle us in the chair in your room. You nurse and we rock. I rub your back, you stare into my eyes, and it is nothing but you and I in that moment. It's quiet and full of so much. Our nighttime routine only lasts about 10 minutes but I love every second of it. Once you are done nursing, you snuggle on my chest for just a minute and then I lift you into your crib. I lay you down and you always turn your head towards the wall and position you hand a certain way and I cover you with your baby blanket and my own baby blanket from when I was a baby too. It is the perfect ending to each of our days.</div><div><br /></div><div>And there's just one last thing I do each and every night before I finally go to bed, which is creep back into your room, turn on your monitor, re-adjust your blankets if I can with out waking you!, and just get one last look of my sleeping Ellie girl. I love to watch you sleep. I love watching you awake and on the go too, but watching your child sleep peacefully is just one of the neatest things and greatest blessings. I can't wait to talk to you about it one day after your experience this as a mother for yourself.</div><div><br /></div><div>Ellie, my days with you are amazing! Sometimes there're hard, sometimes there's tears but what outweighs all of that is the richness that they add to my life in every way. I am beyond blessed and so privledged to be your mother!</div><div><br /></div><div> A little bit more about you at 14 months: </div><div>-You have been walking for about 1 months now! It is so much fun!</div><div>-As of today's discovery, you apparently have 10 teeth! I thought there were only 8 but we discovered 2 more coming through on top halfway back. They do look a little "fang-ish" and I am pretty sure you will need braces one day knowing both your dad and my dental history! We'll see :)</div><div>-Your hair is growing so much! Yes, you have a little bit of a mullet but I just can't cut it yet!</div><div>-Besides saying mama and dada and babbling ALL.DAY.LONG :) you also say Banana!! It is so cute, and I think we are considering this your official first word since mama and dada are kind of a given.</div><div>-You are back to hating bath time, we can't really figure that one out.</div><div>-You love to bring us books and sit in our lap and look at them, you don't really sit long enough for us to read them to you, but I also find you "reading" on your own quite a bit.</div><div>-You love to give kisses and are getting the hang of closed mouth kisses now though sometimes I still get a big wet one in the mornings :)</div><div>-Like I said before, you are all about anything that can be a purse as well as necklaces right now.</div><div>-Your personality just comes out more and more each day and it is sooo sweet. You can been serious too and are very observant of people in public and most of the time they have to work for your smiles, but when you give them they always love it and say how cute you are! duh! :)</div><div><br /></div><div>Baby girl, I love you with all my heart! You are and will always be one of my most favorite favorite things! I love you Ellie June.</div><div><br /></div><div>love,</div><div><br /></div><div>mama</div>mama millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09301950687083079784noreply@blogger.com0