Now that I am a mother, I have been putting a lot of thought into whether or not I want to play Santa Claus with my kids. My sister and I had a rather entertaining conversation with my mom about the subject and she had no idea how long she had us fooled. We gave her a hard time about it claiming she ruined our lives. When I was a kid, I SWORE that the Tooth Fairy existed. As a matter of fact, I saw her. I must have been in second grade or better when I awoke one night after losing a tooth and looked out the window and saw a round glowing light hovering above the train tracks moving down the road and thought for sure it was the Tooth Fairy. So much so that I told all my friends at school and despite their response that they knew the Tooth Fairy was their mothers, my testimony could not be shaken. Then there's the Easter Bunny who magically delivered baskets of goodies every Easter Sunday. Quite frankly, I feel deceived and I'm not sure if I want to spread the deception any further, but I don't want my kids to feel like they missed out on anything because they had no Santa Claus. Art argues that believing in Santa helps build your imagination, but I'm not quite sure what I will do. I guess I have a couple of years to mull over the matter before my baby is old enough to have any idea who Santa Claus is. Try as I may to fight it, I will probably just give in and play along.
I am glad to report that I am done Christmas shopping already. I did most of my shopping online and the more I shop online, the more I believe I will never go real shopping again. Art wanted a very specific Adidas sweater and instead of running all over town to find it, I found it on sale on JC Penny's website, plus I found a promotion code for $15.00 off. That's the equivalent of free shipping plus $10.00 off. Then to make it even better, it was delivered to my door TWO DAYS LATER. That is record speed! I have been really happy with all of the money and time I have saved by shopping online this Christmas and all the more impressed with shipping speeds this year.
Well, my little girl turned 8 weeks old today and my womanhood is still out of order. I never imagined I would do anything in my whole life that could injure me for over 2 MONTHS, but I was sadly mistaken. I got on the scale with Keira this week and she is over 10 lbs now. She is outgrowing a lot of her newborn size clothes but she is still too small for the 0-3 month clothes. I don't know why there is such a huge difference in size between the two. I am also having wardrobe issues being that I am 20 lbs heavier than the last time I bought clothes. I have like two outfits that fit me- that's it. Though I am happy to have retained some weight, I am not happy about having nothing to wear and not enough money to replenish my closet.
Here are some pictures of Keira, 2 months old.
I can't believe how fast my baby is growing. She is still keeping me awake until about 3:00 AM but once she finally goes to sleep she will sleep for 5 or 6 hours. The first time she slept 6 hours I woke up in a panic checking for signs of life! She is still such a good baby and rarely cries, and certainly never cries if she isn't hungry. Her tears are starting to come in though, and it breaks my heart to see her with wet eyes. She spends her days talking to me and Daddy, smiling, playing with her toys in her bouncer, and kicking and talking on her rainforest play mat. Just when I thought she couldn't get any cuter, her eyelashes came in darker and longer just like her daddy's. Also, Art sometimes sleeps with his eyes open and she sleeps with one eye slightly ajar. She is definitely Daddy's girl.
