Dawg-gone Cute!

The other night after a quick dinner of cheese pizza, we were relaxing in the living room and watching Paisley play in the floor. Her favorite word is 'dog' and she says it repeatedly. If she sees a dog, hears a dog, or even thinks about a dog, she says it. I think it's quite cute. Especially since she says it with such a southern draw. It comes out more like 'dawg'. :) She would pick up her stuffed animal dog, Violet, and hug her tightly. With the biggest grin on her face, she would then look at Violet with such admiration and say 'dawg' and pull her close again. Watching her love something, makes my heart smile :)

Two Dilemas...

We decided it was finally time for Paisley to start sleeping in her own bed. I know, she's ten months old. This should have happened a LONG time ago. We put her in her own bed at six months and it worked out great for about a month. But then she and I both got sick and needed to use our ONLY humidifier. So, back in the bed with us she went. It had been that way ever since. After the new year began, we decided to try it again. For almost two weeks now she has been in her own crib, however, she wakes up around 4am and we go ahead and put her in the bed with us. Is this really as bad of a habit as 'they' say it is?

I keep hearing about these babies that can put themselves to sleep in their own bed without being rocked or held. My child is not one of these (rare) babies. We absolutely HAVE to rock her to sleep before we lay her down. I've tried the 'crying it out' method, but the child is relentless! I truly dwon't mind rocking her every night. Don't get me wrong, this is something that I love being able to do while I still can (or she still lets me). The problem is, this has become practically the only way she will go to sleep. Is there another way that will help her 'self soothe'?

"You're not going to leave me in here...are you?!"

"NOOOO! You're not!!"

Happy New Year!!!

As I look back on 2010, I realize just what an amazing year it truly was! 2010 made me a mommy to a beautiful, healthy baby girl. It's a year that I will never forget.

Paisley decided that she needed to see the ball drop along with her mommy and daddy. As soon as it was officially January 1st, she was out like a light. As I watched her sleep, I started thinking about how it was no longer the year she was born and from now I on I would say that my baby was born last year. This made my heart hurt. Don't get me wrong, I love watching her grow and learn, but as I've said in posts before, it only reminds me that she's not going to be a baby forever. I'm looking forward to what 2011 has to offer, but it has a lot to live up to :)

(Paisley & her Great Beth on New Year's Eve)