I think about updating my blog almost everyday, but I never seem to do it. I feel like life is speeding at 300 mph and I can't get it to slow down. When go to write a blog post, I honestly don't know where to start and when I start to think about everything, I get overwhelmed and a bit depressed about how my baby is growing up so fast. This then results in no blog post. Brynn turned 9 months old on Tuesday. On Monday, I was well aware that it was the last day of my "8 month Brynn" and I cried. A lot. I may or may not have cried most of the day. Tuesday was rough, too. I went through her closet and dresser and folded many outfits that I obviously wasn't ready to let go of yet...because I cried. A lot. I don't want it to sound like all I focus on is how fast she's growing and that I am sad about it 24 hours a day, because I'm not. We are constantly playing and learning and laughing all day everyday. Our apartment looks like a tornado passed through. Chairs turned sideways on the floor forming blockades, a dozen pillows sprawled throughout the place blocking cords (her favorite thing to chew on), CLEAN kleenexes are thrown throughout the room and picked back up to be put into a big white fluffy pile on the desk, and toys everywhere. (The kleenex thing is mainly my fault...I always forget to put it out of reach.) Today, she tore a page out of Robbie's Bible while my back was turned for literally a split second. She is everywhere. By the end of the day I feel like I have shin splints, my knees ache, and my back is so sore that only a hot bath can give me any sort of relief. (No, I'm not a sissy, I have a bad back) I love every second of it! She is a hoot. She is full of laughter, tears, ear splitting shrieks, kisses, and hugs. Her first words besides "mom" are "ohhhh boyyy!" It really doesn't get any cuter than that. I love watching her grow and learn, but I hate watching her grow at the same time.
Halloween was so great. Brynn was the cutest little witch you'll ever see. I made her onesie, headband, and tutu. I am so glad I didn't spend more than a few dollars on her costume. She was a doll.
Autumn is upon us! I am a person who could survive on two seasons alone. Fall and winter. I'm not one who enjoys each season and I don't think I ever will be. To each their own though, right? I'm loving the cool/cold weather and the fact that I use my crockpot almost every single day! In fact, I'm wanting a second crock pot for Christmas. *hint hint*. Speaking of Christmas, if any of you family members (or special friends who love me lots) are at a loss of what to buy me for Christmas, click here. I shall keep it updated as the season progresses.
Toodles.
