Sometimes it still hits me...

When we first moved into this house, I dreamed of the day that we would put a baby in the room next to our bedroom. Sometimes I still can't believe that the day I dreamed of is here. There is a sweet little girl who sleeps in that room.

We'd pass by the hospital, and I'd dream of the day we'd get to go there and leave with a baby. We have done that.

Tonight, I brought my baby to the Open House at work. That's when everyone gets to bring their families to the facility. A couple years ago, before I was pregnant, I told my husband that maybe someday we'd get to bring a child to it.

Sometimes it still hits me that I'm a mom and that my biggest wish has come true. I wonder if it'll ever stop amazing me.

Leah is 7 Months

Sweet Leah turned 7 months last week. Unbelievable. Seven months just seems so big. I know it's not really old in the grand scheme of things, but wow. I would at least classify her as an older infant.

She's doing well, and eating more food. She still only eats roughly 4 ounces a day, but it's okay. I want to go slower anyway because I don't want to wean her before a year, and even then, it'll probably break my heart. Seriously can't stand the idea of weaning her.

Right now, she loves the two Fisher-Price cars my sister bought her for Christmas. She enjoys rolling them across our floor. She also enjoys banging the rings she got from her godfather against the floor.

We bought her Lady and the Tramp for Valentine's Day...not at all for ourselves, of course. Just for her. :-p

I asked my husband just now if he wanted to add anything that Leah's doing to this blog entry. His response? "She's cute. Cutest baby ever."

Solids

We started giving Leah rice cereal on January 14th. I really wanted to get to six months of exclusive breastmilk, so I am pretty excited that we succeeded! :) Anyway, we stuck to just the cereal for the first week, and she seemed to get it, so we moved on to squash.

The look on her face was priceless. It looked like she was thinking, "What the heck?" However, squash seemed to grow on her, and we moved on to broccoli.

Broccoli is how I learned I am a fail in the kitchen. We got a Magic Bullet for a wedding present (2 and a half years ago). I have never used it. My husband prepares all the meals. So I thought, "Hey, how hard can this be?"

I steamed some broccoli and threw it in there. It wasn't working. Ugh, what am I doing wrong? After awhile, I realized...there should probably be some liquid in here. Yeah, I'm dumb. You need liquid to make a puree. So I put in some water and thinned it out. It worked! Yay! I later learned most people actually use formula or breastmilk. Haha. Oops. Having a child apparently does not suddenly improve your kitchen skills. Oh, well.

Anyway, I gave her some and she promptly spit it out. Then I realized I forgot to put a bib on the baby. Yeah. I am a baby food fail. Oops. Well, that was fun to clean up.

Since then, the broccoli's grown on her. I also gave her some carrots last night and she seemed to like it.