Baby Mischief

I took this picture of Baby Girl last night:

Yesterday she figured out that the cabinet doors open and there's cool stuff inside! So last night we started putting those childproofing latches on the doors.

Here's another one from a few weeks ago:

She likes to crawl inside her laundry basket, but she doesn't always know how to get back out, so we help.

One more, for fun:

Mctook this a few weeks ago. She in finally sleeping more during the night because she's comfortable sleeping on her stomach and she can roll over and still be comfortable. She likes to hold onto things when we put her to bed; this time it was a big marker (don't worry, she can't pull the top off yet).

Happy, healthy baby who is learning and growing well. We love her.

Commercial Woes

There are some commercials on TV that bug me for one reason or another, but there are two that distress me.

1) You know that song "Whoomp There it is" from the mid 90's? I like that song, but it is now being used in a diaper blowout commercial. There are cartoon babies in a contest to see who has the biggest blowout and if the diaper will hold it. Disturbing and unappealing commercial, and it saddens me that they're using that song for it.

2) There is a commercial for chocolate milk and how it tastes good and is good for you. I see that commercial and yell at the TV, "No! Don't do it! Don't buy the chocolate milk!!" (like they can really hear me. ;) ) When my sister Stacy was on her mission in Illinois, she was told by someone who grew up on a farm that you should never drink store-bought chocolate milk. Sometimes blood and/or puss from the cow gets into the milk. Rather than throw it away, the milk has chocolate added to it to make it chocolate milk which disguises the blood and puss, so it's sellable. Absolutely gross! If you ever want chocolate milk, use regular milk and just add your own chocolate syrup to it.

Baby-Brain

This is the part of pregnancy that is bugging me the most: my "baby-brain" as my husband calls it. Basically it's like the intelligence part of my brain is running at about 50% and I can't kick it into gear. I honestly feel like an airhead. I forget things all the time; I start saying something to Mc and I pause mid-sentence because the thought just completely leaves my mind. I can't think of the names of things-- nouns escape me. I get easily distracted by something and I forget what I was doing or what I was going to do. I'm surprised I haven't ruined more dinners that way. Nightly heartburn, growing belly, loose ligaments and joints... all those I can handle; but this stupid-spell I'm going through is getting really annoying, and there's nothing I can do about it :( Hopefully it won't continue after this baby is born!