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Dawn - edging ever closer to 30, although I still feel like I'm 21. :) I'm married to a youth pastor ('Big G'), and have THREE wonderful kids: a five year-old son ('Little G'), a just turned two year-old daughter ('A'), and our newest little girl blessing, Baby R, was born May 28/07!! They keep me hopping as I juggle them, my WAH part-time job as an accountant, being a pastor's wife, and of course hobbies like quilting, scrapbooking, and blogging!

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Friday, January 13, 2006
Oh, the CRYING!!!
There was a little girl, who had a little curl....when she was sweet she was very, very sweet, and when she was bad she was HORRID!!! Something like that, anyhow. Abby is just so much fussier than Gavin ever was (I'm sure of it, it's not just three years of forgetfulness talking). Even when she wakes up from a good nap, she's still miserable. She just cries and cries...and then occasionaly smiles to remind you how cute she is and how much you love her. I think maybe teething is at the top of her list of complaints right now, as she's currently in her swing chomping on her hand so hard I can hear her gums squeaking from across the room. Oh, and she seems to be um, passing gas fairly frequently amidst the chomping as well.

It's frustrating to not be able to do anything during the day - she won't just sit near me while I'm doing something else, she often only calms down if I'm carrying her around the house. And of course I feel badly that I can't seem to help her, whatever the problem is. As much as I'm not really anxious for her to be mobile, I'm hoping she'll be happier once she is able to crawl and play on her own more. Maybe.

Until then, I'm off to walk her around some more until it's time to attempt another nap.

posted at 3:36 PM  


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