Parental Victories

It has been a very busy week and a half since I last wrote. I’ve still been going into work so our day goes something like this Levi wakes up somewhere between 6:30 and 7:30. He gets ready and then he kisses Baby Claire and me goodbye, half the time I don’t even remember him leaving. I try to sleep but after my 6 straight hours I have a really hard time sleeping. So usually Claire and me get up at about 8 or so. I scarf down breakfast while I’m feeding Claire, which always seems like a good idea at the time since we’re both starving, but I end up spilling half my breakfast on her. Then for some reason the second I put her down she starts fussing so I don’t usually get to take my shower till around noon; Although I do feel pretty accomplished that I even get a shower every day. I try to get some chores done around the house and how much I get done all depends on little Miss Claire. I make dinner at some point; I’ve learned the best appliance ever created is a Crockpot! I’ve really begun to enjoy cooking and making up new things. Levi gets home a little early (about 4:40) and I pass the baby to him as I run out the door with my hair undone and dinner in hand. I work from 5-7 and then race home because Claire is hungry by that time. Thankfully Levi puts away dinner and then I do the dinner dishes. We usually watch a TV show together and if we’re lucky we put the baby to bed about 9 (sometimes she keeps us up till 11 or 12).

Levi’s family came over the other night because Levi’s brother, Logan got his mission call and wanted us to be there when he opened it. He is headed off to Jacksonville, Florida on March 10th. We are super excited for him and know that he will make a wonderful missionary. This is the mission right next door to where Levi served (Tallahassee, Florida). We found it pretty funny that out of an entire world their missions are in the same state.

So the doctor prescribed some liquid vitamins when we went in for Claire’s 2 month check up. They smell (and I can only imagine taste) absolutely horrid! It is a sticky dark brown substance and oh my goodness does Claire hate it. She gags most of it down but in the process it stains her cheeks, my hands and her clothes, yuck!

The other morning I noticed some icky, scaly stuff on Claire’s scalp. It was a case of Cradle Cap (although a more fitting name would be Cradle Crap). So I rubbed some oil on her scalp (see first picture below), then used a fine toothed comb and kind of scraped at it and like magic it was gone. Ahh, the wonderful little victories you get to celebrate as a parent; getting rid of cradle cap, putting the baby down and not having her wake up right away, getting her to take all of her vitamin without spitting it out, getting into bed after army-crawling by her bassinet and not having her wake up, getting through the store without a meltdown…

-Elizabeth