Resurrection Fern

My utter devotion to Iron and Wine is no secret. Love them. Never grow tired of them. Here is the song that is currently haunting me. I simply can't get enough of at the moment:

Ada

A few weeks back I was holding her and it occured to me, " Frick, I really love this kid." I mean like really, REALLY love her....like you love someone you have known for a long time. Not that I didn't love her before that moment but it's different now in such a wonderful way. Every day is just more wonderful than the one before it and life is so much better with her in it. I could kick myself for waiting so long to have kids.

Tim is over the moon that she can do this. She hasn't rolled over on her own yet.

I LOVE how she is trying to look all foxy hanging out in her Bumbo. It's tough to flirt in a Bumbo, man. That thing is creepy if nothing else.

We took this picture only to prove that she does sleep in her crib. She does it every night, all night long and usually without waking up. We are lucky and we know it. 

Name Penant

On her first 'real' day, the nanny sheepishly asked me if Ada's name was "Eva". We thought we chose a name that would be pretty darn easy it turns out to be more complicated for most people than we thought. Sigh. Our poor babe. She is cursed to go through life saying, "Ada. A-D-A. Shepherd, like the dog or the biblical sheep herding person."

I already had this little project in the works and I can't say that I'm sad about it now! I am seriously resisting the urge to sew ric-rac on everything in my path. I love ric-rac so much! Behold: Ada's name penant.

 

 

P.S. Ada had her vax round #2 today. I think it hurts me more than her. She is napping now.

P.S.S. I miss my Florida hookers so much that I am actually listening to country music. Something distinctly Latin is up next followed closely by some very raunchyhoopty.

Adios Night Float!

...and don't let the door smack you in the ass on your way out!

Tonight is Tim's final night float for forever  (theroetically). We've been at this on and off since he started his internship in June 2006 so I can't say that I'm sorry for it to be over. He has taken single nights here and there in internship and one full rotation of nights. It's comical - we've actually passed each other on our street while I'm coming home from work and he is leaving to go to work! How couples survive this way is beyond me. Last year his program went to full weeks of working every night. When I was first pregnant he did a full month of nightfloat. That was fine because all I wanted to do was sleep anyways - neither of us missed a thing. He had another week when Ada was about 5 weeks old. This is his last week and now his last night. No more desperately trying to keep the baby quiet in the day so he can sleep! No more cases of Diet Coke in the pantry! No more foil over all the windows in the bedroom! Woo hoo!!!