Andi Pandi

Dear Internets,

Because of your enthusiasm over our new little one, I have exceeded my photo-alotment for this month! eep!  I am working on getting it restored for you right away.

In other news: I am the worst baby-mama-blogger ever!  I am supposed to be posting pictures everysingleday! and telling you every milestone for all of you!  I suck.  I have been hogging up all her magicalness all to myself...But i am back.  And I am sharing. (bullet style of course, before she wakes up!)

1.  Bethiclaus (try the link on the side, she is hysterical and mad-talented), sent us a beautiful afghan for Sophie and (again) as soon as I get the picture thing sorted out, I will post some!  Seriously: mad-talent...it is amazing...and you all know how the home-made gifts make me cry!

2.  Tried last week to go to the mall.  As soon as I got in the parking lot I realized that sweetness herself had pooped up the back of her outfit and I would have to change her in the backseat: no problem.  Also? She was starving and my boobies were about to rupture and drown all of Norman.  Again? No problem. (am feeling like super empowered super mama).  So I start to change her and she starts screaming and i start leaking and pretty soon my t-shirt needs to be wrung out.  again? no problem: I found a hoodie in the trunk.  I am determined to get some damn shopping done.  Get everything loaded up, cleaned up, packed up and get into the mall and break down in hysterical tears.  End up going straight home.  Hormones are f.u.n.

3.  We have the sweetest little baby ever, who hardly cries and loves to be passed around from person to person and loved on.  She lets out one warning cry to let us know we are needed and that is usually all it takes.  Until three nights ago when Sophie's eviiiiil twin: Mophie showed up.  Mophie is the little piglet who cannot get enough to eat and screams when the boobies shrivel up empty after an hour of nursing.  Mophie screams loud enough to wake the dead and elevates my blood pressure to danger-zone proportions.  Mophie stayed for about three hours and then let our poor little Sophie get some sleep.

4.  We were finally able to reinact our shopping trip yesterday without any sort of catastrophe.  She slept like an angel the whole time (even somehow through the music at Express--and btw, what the hell?  are they seriously trying to give you a stroke with the music volume in there?).  I kept her fully covered though so people could not peek at her and I felt much more safe about that.  (Of course some nosey busy body at the tupperware kiosk refused to yield out of the way of the damn stroller until I uncovered her for a second...damn tupperware bitches--just for that: Rubbermaid forever).

5.  Thanksgiving is nearly here and we have so much to be thankful for: the little piglet that we get to kiss on everyday, the little dog that only vomited on the floor three times today and by-God: Honeybaked ham.  This is our outing for the day today: go get the ham.  The precious glorious ham.

6. Mini-bullet: we finally got a Sephora! yay!

Sorry about the bandwidth issue, will try to have it recovered for you by tomorrow!