11 months old

I have a whole list of things to talk about! Where to start? How about her talking.... She FINALLY says mama! Not only is she saying it, but she is saying both mama and daddy to the right people. It's the best thing ever. She says kitty-cat, up (aaaahhhpuh!), and swear to god that she said thank you (or close to it) the other day after I gave her the juice cup. Blew my mind.

She has a new favorite toy, her car which she endlessly gets in and out of, flopping over the door that doesn't open, sitting in seat and opening and closing the door. This goes on for sometimes 20 minutes straight. She brings her baby doll in with her, her blanket, a book, looks underneath it, tries climbing on top of it- I think she'd sleep in there if she could.

Jim ran the Detroit Marathon and crossed the finish line with Ava in her arms. Tori came with us and we walked around a bit and waited for Jim to call us and tell us he was close, so we lined up by the finish line and I saw that a lot of people were crossing the finish line with their kids running next to them. I hurried and called Jim to see if he wanted to push the stroller across with him and he said, no he'll just grab her. So he's running toward us and Ava is struggling to grab onto the metal fence when I say "here comes daddy!" she looks up and it takes her a few minutes to see him and she giggles when she sees him then squeals. He picks her up and everyone around us gives out a collective "awwww!" and then they start cheering! The Ava turns around and looks at Tori and me and gives us the biggest smile I will never ever forget. We, and a few people around us get all teary and Jim and Ava cross the finish line. Ava thought the cheers were for her and she was grinning from ear to ear. It was really one of the most unforgetable things in my life. I get chills writing about it.

Next, came Halloween. I got her costume back in August. We were looking online for a costume, Jim wanted a monkey, I wanted a bear. The first thing that pops up is a Wonder Bread bag costume. We instantly bought it (my papa drove a wonder bread truck for 30 years). So it was really hard not to tell my papa about it. After the whole pumpkin thing and the trick-o-treating thing (overrated) we went over to my papa and grahm's and Jim went in first with the video camera. Papa couldn't understand why we were making such a big deal out of Halloween until I walked in the door. He was grinning so wide and was so surprised. And right on cue, Ava reached for him and squealed. It was completely priceless!

The latest ordeal is that Ava caught an upper respiratory infection which caused her to be completely and utterly miserable (can't blame her). This picture is of her and her newest feat, putting the phone up to her ear. She says "hi dada" if you prompt her- so cute! Anyways, in this picture her nose and cheeks are SO red... it was so hard to watch her be so upset. She was okay during the day, but absolutely would not sleep by herself. She had to sleep ON you, so neither one of us (Jim I mean) got more than 3 hours of sleep at a time. Totally sucked. So Sunday afternoon we felt like she was feeling better, never had a fever and so Monday was a go with a normal day. We were both up all night so Jim stayed home and took her to the doctor and took care of her. I had to work because I was already scheduled to be at a conference for 2 days. So mad I didn't get my mom day. Glad Jim got to do it though :) Last week I had a hard time producing enough milk for Ava- all of a sudden I couldn't get two full bottles for her. So I went and bought whole milk to make up for what I couldn't produce. So while all of that was going on, I thought maybe she had a milk allergy and was making her sick (a lot of the symptoms were similar). So Jim ran out and bought soy milk. She ended up really being sick, but never even cared that she wasn't drinking breastmilk. I tried Sunday to breastfeed and I guess she wasn't hungry because she bit me 4 times and thought it was hilarious. So I just pumped that evening and barely got anything. So Sunday was the last day of breastfeeding. I went through one and a half days of being slightly uncomfortable and it's over. I didn't make it to my year goal, but I am trying not to think that way (still creeps into my mind to tick me off though). I did some research and decided to go with rice milk instead of soy and Ava hasn't given us any cues that she cares or notices, only that it is warm. It all went much easier than I could have ever predicted.
So- what's next? Three weeks from TODAY she will be 1. Cannot believe it. So, one year ago I was in agony with my rash and had no idea she was to come so early. Motherhood is the best, most worrisome, most fulfilling thing. Her smile and giggle give a feeling that is more than love, more than adoration, more than pride. I cannot explain it in words.

Babbling Baby

School started back up at the end of August and I don't know if it's my students this year or the fact that I just didn't want to come back after a summer home with Ava. It was so much fun. She is growing so fast and it seems even fast now that I don't get to see her all day. She has six teeth now- four on top that you can see the tips of and two on the bottom and that are almost all the way in. Her smile is contagious and now with the teeth it's seems so funny. And her personality! Lordy lordy, is she a funny baby. She is just so silly and laughs a lot. I hope that never changes. She is crawling everywhere and is cruising the furniture. She has stood up by herself a handful of times but isn't interested in taking steps yet. She plops down and crawls no matter how close she is. I know it will come soon enough and that things will change all over again. She says dada, duck, kitty (more like KEY), and hi. She's said papa a few times but has never called me mama. That's okay though, I'll let Jim have that!

Welcome baby Bobby Chapa IV on September 19th!

And.... we're standing

Didn't I JUST write about how Ava was crawling? Well, it didn't take long for her to pull herself up. Now just today I caught her trying to step from the couch to the ottoman (about a half step away). It will be mere days before we are changing our lives all over again. It would have been GREAT if someone could have clued us in on how fast everything goes. Seriously- she'll be nine months old in a week and a half. I have to start thinking about the big bash- the big oh-one. Ugh.

At her nine month check up her stats were as follows- head: 16.5 inches around length: 27.75 inches tall weight: 17 pounds and 12.5 ounces!!!

We went to Kiddie Kandids (Babies R Us) for some professional pictures. They are super duper cute, but there isn't a way out of there without spending some cash, and not everyone got a picture this time. I really like the less formal ones that I've taken and given out (and a heck of a lot cheaper). We are going to go back to the first picture lady that April refered me to for her one year pictures and our family Christmas picture. Yes, we WILL be one of those family picture Christmas cards you get in the mail this year. HAHA. We turned into one of those people!!!

I go back to work next week (no kids but a week of reorganizing my room and boring meetings). I am thinking of just not showing up and seeing how long they continue to pay me. I am in denial again, I just want to stay home and play with Ava. She is seriously so much fun. What else is new? Oh, she is kind of waving bye-bye... minus the wave. More like a hail Hitler, but I count it! She has been saying mama, but only when she is whiny and hungry. She has said dada, but indiscriminately (holla for the $5 word), she says hi sometimes when you say it first.... so I guess she mostly mimics words. When the cats are meandering around, which is all the time, we say kitty over and over again. So when she sees the cats or Lucy, or Mellie (Compau), she makes the "k" sound at the animal. It's really funny. She is signing more all the time, and she signs for milk too. She is addicted to baths- she thinks everytime she makes it down to the bathroom that she gets to take a bath.

All in all, it has been the best summer of my life. But now it is over :(. And now that the HOTTEST summer ever is over, we are getting central air. Yeah, I'll give you $20 if you can figure that one out.

Vacation, Crawling, Old Man Smile...

Last week we had our first family vacation up north camping, nay- RVing. The Chapa's camper doesn't really count for camping but we did stay in a campground. I switched vehicles with my sister-in-law so we had a minivan for the week (Jim was SO thrilled to have to drive a minivan). So the girls started the trek up to Wilderness State Park and the guys took the truck and trailer. Norah was in the midst of being potty trained so it took awhile to get up there (5.5 hours I think) but it went by really fast. Ava slept most of the way up (thank goodness). I was afraid she'd scream the whole way up there. She didn't though, both the girls were wonderful. We spent a few days in Mackinaw City and had bonfires and ate A LOT of food. The weather was cool but comfortable. Jim and I spent our third wedding anniversary at the Bayfront Inn in Petoskey having dinner. It was exquisite. On the Fourth we packed up and headed down to Traverse City. There we watched fireworks and went to the beach a few times (Jim even took Ava all by himself!). Norah entertained Ava a lot... there was one evening when the boys were out fishing and so it was just us girls, and Norah was just sitting next to her and Ava was hysterically laughing. She even snorted. I was on the phone with my mom so she got to hear it and I got the very end of it on my cell phone. I hope she always finds things that funny! The day before we left Jim surprised me by renting jet skis for an hour on the Grand Traverse Bay. It was SO much fun! All in all it was a blast even though we missed the Cherry Festival. Yeah- we made reservations in the winter for it, and then at some point the dates for the festival were moved and we had no idea until we got there. Bugger.

Ava is now 7.5 months old and is army crawling everywhere. Yesterday she crawled all the way down the hall by herself (no one calling her to come), I grabbed the video camera and got her going into her room and finding herself in a mirror I haven't hung up yet. She then proceeded to laugh and squeal at herself and then kissed her image. It was so cute. She also suddenly has separation anxiety really bad and wakes up in the middle of the night numerous times screaming like I've left her forever. It's awful. Yesterday was the worst though, she would have a tantrum if I wasn't on the floor playing with her the whole day. She took two 45-60 minutes naps and that was it. It was a long day. It is nice to be needed so much, but a little exhausting.

She also has this new smile, she shows her teeth and crinkles her nose so she looks kind of a like an old man. It's the best! She is also babbling "mamamamama" quite a bit, but I don't think she's saying it on purpose.

6 months (and a half)

I am done teaching for the summer, my graduate class has ended and I can now breath for the summer. Jim has finished the basement and we have a cool place to hang out when the heat gets to be too much, which earlier this week it was.

Ava is now a half year old! We had a doctor appointment on the 2nd of June where she was to get her first immunization. I got all worked up about it and decided to not make my mom go with me (Jim had to work), to be strong and go it alone. I arrived, waited, got into the room and was asked what Ava was being seen for and lo and behold, they did not have the immunization in that day. I was so livid and inraged. I had specifically made the appointment to get the shot and TOLD the receptionist this, but there was a miscommunication. So when I pulled into my mom's driveway with tears streaming down my face, my mom instantly thought I was traumatized. Ugh. So I rescheduled, asked this time if they had it in (who knew you had to do that) and then asked for the specific brand and such so I could Google it (I have no idea what I was looking for, but it made me feel better). So we went on Tuesday and I was so anxious. A girl I went to school with is actually a nurse there and she got to give Ava her shot (go Stacy!). So.... yeah, she didn't even flinch. All that, and not a flinch. Which I am thrilled about because I agonized over it. Now I'll know she's a trooper (and Mom's a big wussy). So the big weigh in was 16 pounds, 1.5 ounces and 26.5 inches. We call her McChubs.

So I am sure you have all heard or experienced what a wonderful, beautiful, perfect and angel Ava is. Well, just so you all don't hate me, she has started to cry. Yeah, I said it, cry. I know! She had a tooth break through on the 7th, and then another one on the 12th (Happy 87th Grandpa!). I am waiting to get bitten, but it hasn't happened yet and I anticipate it at every feeding. Which, by they way is going great, but is happening less often because she is totally into solid food. Well, pureed in her case, but she LOVES everything but oatmeal. I pureed up some chicken, peas and carrots and she gobbles them right up. She is also learning how to use a sippy cup.

Ava had her first swing ride last week at the park down the road. It's like a daily ritual now... Jim comes home and after dinner we put her in the stroller and walk down the street and put her in the swing. She loves it. She is almost scooting. She propels her body into a teepee, which takes so much energy, and when she is doing it, she looks like she'll move herself pretty far, but she only moves a mere inch or so. It's pretty funny to watch. Today she got herself forward pretty well. The mobility factor is bittersweet for us. It's going to be so cool that she'll be more independent and can move... but that's the bitter part.

Next week we leave for our camping trip with the Chapas. I cannot wait!

Happy first Father's Day to Jim! Here is a picture of Ava and her cousin Sophia (10 weeks older). SO CUTE!

Rollin, rollin', rollin'...

So much has happened in the past month, it's hard to keep it all straight: Ava has some new friends that entered the world (welcome Ella Tayler and Joshua Michael!!), she has learned how to roll over from her back to her belly too! It's funny to watch and she can't do it without tooting mid-roll. Then she gets really mad that she is on her tummy and starts yelling. She has discovered her toes and that her fingers can grab them and lots of other things (mommy's lips and daddy's nose). She's got a good grip!

She was baptized on April 22nd, she wore my christening gown and was adorable. She slept through the whole thing. You know, it is so amazing how she learns

new things, I mean, of course she has got to grow and learn, but she won't do anything for like a week and then all of a sudden she does 3 things in a row. It is utterly amazing to watch her grow. When I held Ella Compau yesterday, I couldn't believe that just 5 short months ago, Ava was SMALLER than that! How can that be? How does that happen?

A MIRACLE also occured this past week, my brother changed his FIRST diaper. Yes, it took 5 months, but he finally did it. I handed her off to him and said "Here, change her," thinking he would say no way! like he normally does. But here is picture to prove it. He actually did it right and did a fine job. Now if she'll only take a big duece when he's here....

Yesterday, my sister-in-law Kim and I took our three little ones and walked around the mall. I looked at her and said, "We are those annoying stroller people now." But it didn't take long to realize it wasn't the stroller that makes people act like idiots in the mall. By God, it's the PEOPLE! Who knew!

I only have 15 days left of school and then I am home for 3 months. I still have to go back to clean and do odds and ends but aside from 3 days I have meetings I can bring Ava in with me. I am so excited for the summer.

Bananas!

Ava is 18 weeks and growing like a weed (as her dad loves to say). He took her to her 4 month check up a week and a half ago and she weighed in at 13 lbs 8 oz and 24 inches long. Her cheeks look like they are going to burst sometimes. She's done a lot of new stuff in the past 5-6 weeks. She slept through the night 4 or 5 times. She can sit up assisted, roll over (sometimes) from tummy to back, and she is belly laughing now. It's so hilarious. As soon as Jim figures out how to put a video on this blog, we'll upload her laugh, it's very contagious.

Here she is hanging out with the 'rents during dinner.

Tonight, she had her first solid food, smashed bananas. She spit most of it out and made some hilarious faces. Most of it ended up on her face and her bib. She kept opening her mouth like she wanted more and didn't chuck any of it back up. We'll wait for it to come out the other end though :)

Three Months

Jim and I spent some time this weekend looking at videos of Ava from the past three months. Let me tell you, it's so humbling. I guess because we saw her everyday and all day that we didn't realize how tiny she was! She looked like a little monkey... there wasn't an ounce of fat on her. But now, as you can see- she has plumped out to be a healthy twelve pounds or so and is finally growing out of her newborn outfits.

This is my last week home with Ava and to be honest, I am in complete denial. I feel like I am a pretty strong person, but yesterday I was just holding her and thinking that I only have a week left to just look at her all day, and I started to cry! I hope that I don't choke up during a math lesson in two weeks. I can't think of why a math problem would link my thoughts to Ava, but you never know. I hope I can keep it together. When I get mad about going to work, I just think of how lucky I am to have a job with the summers off, I have to work 55 days (yes I counted!) and then I have three months again with Ava. I cannot wait, and will count the days.

Ava's personality is starting to come through a lot more now. She recognizes family and is starting to squeal at us and her toys. It's the best sound in the world! It's so funny to watch her emotions and her facial expressions when she finds her hands or a toy or a light. It's like the simplest things are so interesting and funny.

What is lost... can be RECOVERED!

All 500 of our beautiful pictures of Ava are from our new camera that we got as an early Christmas gift from Mom and Dad Thorburn. However, there were a certain 10 pictures or so that a nurse captured of Jim and me and Ava during her first minutes of life with a camera I bought over 4 years ago before I went to NZ. It was on the fritz but hoped to get one for Christmas- plus, Ava's arrival wasn't supposed to come until AFTER the holidays.

We got home to find that those first and precious pictures were, at some point, destroyed by all the magnetic equipment in the hospital. I have heard words come out of Jim's mouth that I've never heard before when he went to pull them up the day we came home. On top of Ava staying at the hospital and us coming home without her, we didn't have these pictures. He was so upset, as was I.

Someone at Jim's work (thank you George), suggested some software that you can buy to recover such disasters. And, Voila! $29.99 later, the pictures we thought we would never see, were recovered (along with some from our summer vacation with the Chapa's). Here is one of the newly recovered: it's worth a million dollars in my mind.

10 Weeks

Ava had her 2 month check up on Monday and she is now 10 pounds, 11 ounces and 22.5 inches long. Her cheeks are getting so chubby, her face looks smaller and smaller! She is really filling out her clothes and is finally starting to fit into her 0-3 month outfits. I bought a ladybug outfit for her and her cousin Sophia for their pictures in March and I am afraid Ava's may not fit her then! She is smiling a lot and has figured out how to kick her feet and flail her arms.

We spent SuperBowl Sunday at Jim's parents. It was really fun- Kim, Randy, Nick and Sophia were there and so were the Compau's. It was very loud and fun to watch all the kids! April and I went to a baby store in Birmingham on Tuesday to get these cute cute cute socks that look like socks with Maryjane shoes. We loaded up my Envoy and headed down in the small window we had between Ava nursing and Ryder's lunch, plus is was a super frigid cold day (I think it was 9 degrees). When we were loading the car, April looked at me and said, we would NOT be doing THIS 2 years ago... funny how fast your life changes. April is expecting a little girl in May and we were wondering if 3 car seat will fit in the backseat. Guess we'll find out! Now I see the point of Minivans. No, I will not be getting one. That evening, Ryder kept wanting to kiss Ava, so I had him hold her and he was so sweet. We hurried and snapped a picture. It'll be a great one to blow up at their wedding. :)

Ava went to daycare on Monday for a half a day while Jim and I practiced getting ready in the morning. It went pretty good. I kept myself really busy for those 4 hours. It was harder for Jim because he had to take and leave her. The best part of the daycare situation is that it's April's mom who watches kids from her home, so I'm sure it's a lot harder for people who have to leave their babies with people they don't know. Ava will be spending the days with her best buds (the Compau kids) so it'll probably be her favorite place.