Oh boy the day we had around here!

It started with a call from the representative at our moving company. Apparently the authorization to pay from Scott's company does not include storage or unload/delivery. So, we are looking at around 2,000 dollars C.o.d to us. Yeah.

Then I decide I'm going to go run errands. I go outside. My car won't turn over. Click, click. All the electrics come on but no vroom vroom. Call Saturn, call our roadside service. Augh.

Scott takes me and the baby to Coco's. The baby cries. I go to change her. There's no changing table. I change her on the counter which isn't wide enough and I have to do this with one hand as I have to hold her with the other hand. She sleeps in the Baby Bjorn for the rest of our meal.

We go to pick up my perscriptions. Since we are in between insurance my meds are not covered. 30 days of Prozac is $250. Oh joy. Almost ten dollars a day!

Plus, the cable kept popping in and out.

I took a look at the cleaning checklist our apartment complex office gave us. They want us to pull out all the appliances, refrigerator, stove, washer and dryer and clean behind them. Wash all the walls. Clean out the tracks of the windows. Clean the blinds. Wipe down all the light fixtures. *Paint if needed.* If we do not supply a receipt for carpet steam cleaning we will be charged for carpet cleaning out of our deposit. Yeah right. I'm not planning on getting any of our money back.

I've been craving nicotine so badly I could cry.

posted by Amanda Snyder at 9:54 PM

My baby has cradle cap! I rubbed olive oil on her scalp, left it on for ten minutes, brushed and then washed her hair. That worked some but now she looks like a before Head 'N Shoulders picture.

Oh well.

posted by Amanda Snyder at 8:56 PM

We gave Zoë a bath yesterday. She's does fine until her hair is wet and then I think she gets cold. Anyway, after she has a bath and her hair is dry it stands straight up. She looks like either a very small, white, female Don King or a teeny K.D. Lang. She looks cute!

She doesn't have control of her hands yet. She waves them around quite a bit, but doesn't have control over them. So, she bonks herself between the eyes a couple times a day. When this happens she looks around with a cross expression on her face like "Hey! Who hit me between the eyes?"

The three of us are going to be moving to Southern California in a week. My mom, dad and my best friend Kathye are very excited. I stopped by our storage space today to tell them we'd be vacating and to get our suitcases out. The luggage was all the way in the back with several heavy boxes in front of them and a really big framed picture (it's like, 4 x 5) laying on top of the whole mess. True to our character we just went and bought new ones. Zoë has been picking up on our stress level and doesn't like being put down today. She started fussing around nine tonight and I got a little upset because so far the only thing that calms her is if I go lay down with her. Crossing Jordan was on and I didn't want to miss it. I'd read somewhere that if you put a fussy baby in a front pack carrier it can help. Zoë slept in her's while we were buying suitcases so I decided to try it. She fell asleep in just a few minutes and has been asleep for an hour and a half. I'm glad, it means she'll be okay in the airport on Tuesday.
posted by Amanda Snyder at 11:40 PM

I'm thirty. 30. Thirty years old. 3-0. This still makes me stop in my tracks sometimes and ponder the impossibility of it all.

Thirty. Wow.

It dawned on me that I'm going to have knowledge of stuff that Zoë will either never experience or will be a constant in her life.

Things I remember:

-When you could smoke on airplanes

-Mr. Hooper

-When there was no Internet

-Shel Silverstein

-When wearing a seat belt was an individual choice

-Petticoat skirts with Converse Hi-tops

-When there was no PG-13 rating

-My grandparent's house on Lincoln and Glassell in Orange California

-When there was no HIV

-The Los Angeles Raiders

-When having a facial piercing was really kind of shocking

-Regular unleaded for .99 a gallon

-When Boy George was outragous

-Vinyl Lp's and cover art

-When condoms were behind the counter

-Jim Henson

-When Scott didn't have beard

-Princess Di

-When Disney's California Adventure was a parking lot

-The show Viva Variety

-Sparklers with metal handles

-The Seattle Kingdome

-When you had to go inside the bank to make a withdrawl

-When red meat was considered good for you

-When only Big Bird ever saw Mr. Snuffleupagus and everyone thought he was imaginary.

-When there were no VCRs

-Phones with cords

-I remember the Twin Towers in New York

-I remember our friends Nick Patti, Lloyd Landa and Selden Marth

-I remember my grandmothers Ruth Paulus, Gay Kellar, Elsie Ehlen and Ima Billingsley.

-And I hope I never forget this wonderful time with Zoë
posted by Amanda Snyder at 7:00 AM

I'm thirty. 30. Thirty years old. 3-0. This still makes me stop in my tracks sometimes and ponder the impossibility of it all.

Thirty. Wow.

It dawned on me that I'm going to have knowledge of stuff that Zoë will either never experience or will be a constant in her life.

Things I remember:

-When you could smoke on airplanes

-Mr. Hooper

-When there was no Internet

-Shel Silverstein

-When wearing a seat belt was an individual choice

-Petticoat skirts with Converse Hi-tops

-When there was no PG-13 rating

-My grandparent's house on Lincoln and Glassell in Orange California

-When there was no HIV

-The Los Angeles Raiders

-When having a facial piercing was really kind of shocking

-Regular unleaded for .99 a gallon

-When Boy George was outragous

-Vinyl Lp's and cover art

-When condoms were behind the counter

-Jim Henson

-When Scott didn't have beard

-Princess Di

-When Disney's California Adventure was a parking lot

-The show Viva Variety

-Sparklers with metal handles

-The Seattle Kingdome

-When you had to go inside the bank to make a withdrawl

-When red meat was considered good for you

-When only Big Bird ever saw Mr. Snuffleupagus and everyone thought he was imaginary.

-When there were no VCRs

-Phones with cords

-I remember the Twin Towers in New York

-I remember our friends Nick Patti, Lloyd Landa and Selden Marth

-I remember my grandmothers Ruth Paulus, Gay Kellar, Elsie Ehlen and Ima Billingsley.

-And I hope I never forget this wonderful time with Zoë
posted by Amanda Snyder at 7:00 AM

Scott was away on a business trip from Tuesday until last night so Zoë and I went to stay with my aunt and uncle. We had a fine time. Carl and Carolyn have 5 grandkids, 4 are under the age of six, so I have a wonderful comfort level leaving Zoë with them. My Aunt Carolyn has a great big jacuzzi tub so every evening after dinner they would watch the baby and I would soak. Bliss!

Some fun things that have happened:

Zoë is a spittin' up kind of baby. The other day I was wearing a pair of sweats and a sport nursing bra around the house. I put Zoë up on my shoulder to burp her and when she did she spit up. Down the back of my pants. Luckily Scott was home so I was able to get in the shower right away. She spit up again today and I had her adjusted so that it landed on the floor. On the oriental rug my great-aunt left us. Luckily it landed on a spot that's sort of breast milk colored.

We are going to be moving back to Southern California sometime this month. We just don't know when. See, we had arranged for a moving company to pack and move us. Then Scott's new employer said they would direct bill another moving company to move us. They came out to do an estimate. It was higher than the company we originally hired. Now we're waiting for Scott's company to contact the moving company and make the billing arrangements.

Zoë's head smelled like peaches today.

She was weighed and measured yesterday. She's now 22 1/2 inches tall and weighs about 11 pounds. Oof!
posted by Amanda Snyder at 9:03 PM

We had our first bad day/night last night. Saturday night Zoë slept like she always does. Sunday she did not want to go to sleep. She didn't really nap at all all day long. She took a couple little cat naps of 20 minutes or so but that was all. Plus she wanted to be held. Not in the bassinet, not in the front pack sling, HELD! On top of this Scott woke up with a cold so we were paranoid about her catching it. Around 10pm she started crying. She didn't want to nurse, she didn't want to pacify she just wanted to cry. I'm crying she's crying. Scott had to leave this morning at ten to go to Los Angeles to get the paperwork started for his new job so he had to sleep. I'm up with the baby trying anything that would make her stop crying for 10-15 minutes.
I'm thinking "Okay, I'm going to have to let her go. Maybe some nice infertile couple would like her."
Finally around 1:30 in the morning I pulled out the futon and laid down with her. We both went to sleep and didn't wake up until 6. We nursed and snoozed for another couple hours. Zoë was up again at 8:30 to nurse a little and is still sleeping at 10:30.
I told Scott this morning when I'd recovered my sanity "The one month warranty expired and look what happened!"
posted by Amanda Snyder at 10:41 AM