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Upside down

I posted this today as my not-so-daily photo on my blog…


I also posted this yesterday…


It only seemed right to post them here, since this site is really all about her.


Year One

Letter to Lorelai (1 year):

Happy Birthday, Pumpkin.

Should I begin with all the things you’ve been doing? Like playing Peekaboo with us. Walking backwards and sitting on my face. The fishy face is a huge surprise too. Knowing just when to laugh even if you don’t get the joke is freaking cute. There are just so many things that I’m sure I’ve missed some.


This month I put together a small party for you because it was your first birthday. Little lady, I can’t begin to tell you what I went through all the way up until the day.

It started with deciding where we would have it. Our apartment in Seattle was our final choice for many reasons. We couldn’t have it at your grandparents’ house because we couldn’t afford to drive back and forth AND put together a party. That, and we weren’t sure if Daddy worked that weekend. On the plus side, it was the first time the family came to visit us at our new apartment. Our good friend Amber really wanted to be a part of it but wouldn’t have been able to make it if it were elsewhere. Also, I really wanted to be a part of putting it together, but if we had it in Deer Park, I wouldn’t have been able to do that.

I decided with October 27, 2007 because it was on a Saturday. I know your birthday was Sunday, but I really wanted to make sure everyone invited was going to be able to make it. Your grandparents, aunty and cousins had to drive 300+ miles to get here. I wasn’t sure if they’d be able to stay long on Sunday because of school and appointments, so Saturday was the better choice.

Photo by Grandma Auayan

We also decided on using the Halloween theme for obvious reasons. Your daddy believes you were supposed to be born on Halloween, but it’s my fault I didn’t hold you in a few more days. The shopping for decorations, costumes and other supplies was insane. Every time I went to the store, I picked up a few things here and there. Then I had daddy and Amber go with me to help with some more shopping. I couldn’t figure out what we needed and how I was going to decorate. You were my little pumpkin while your big sister was The Black Cat. Daddy and I wanted to dress up, but he couldn’t find the costume he wanted and by the time I was done with everything, I noticed no one else was dressed up and didn’t want to be the only adult to. Sorry kid. I know how much that disappoints you.

A hard part was the menu. What do I make for a group that can be pretty picky? I didn’t want the traditional barbecue and potato salad, though that stuff is really good. I wanted it to be a bit different. I racked my brain for days until I finally decided on tacos and pizza. We even had fruit nachos. You loved the fruits but couldn’t eat the tacos or pizza. You did eat bits and pieces of the veggies.


I was worried everyone was going to get here late, but it turned out they all got here on time and Mommy was the one late. Preparing the food and finishing up the decorations took longer than I thought it would. Luckily, Amber came to my rescue and helped me finish up the food. We started about an hour late, which I was disappointed it turned out that way, but no one else complained. At least not to my face.

You took your regular 11AM nap while Daddy, Niki, Amber and I finished up what needed to be done. Everyone arrived while you were still sleeping. The kids got to play at the playground for a while so we could finish cooking the food. We even got to eat and play more before you came out. As soon as you woke up, I changed your diaper and put on your costume. Just so you know, you were one really adorable pumpkin.

Photo by Grandma Auayan

I had to bake your cake myself because I didn’t have enough time to find a bakery that made a non-dairy or soy cake. Guess what you had? A double chocolate soy cake! We did the cake on your actual birthday, not because it was planned that way, but because the time flew by so fast that those that weren’t staying the night had to leave. It all worked out in the end which is all that mattered.

This was the first time you’ve ever tasted chocolate. Let me tell you, you absolutely loved it. You barely touched the cake itself, but had a lot of the icing. You had a ball and got it all over yourself. Grandma, Aunty Mandy and I have pictures and videos to prove it.

So much had happened up to, on, and after your birthday that if I put it all down here, I’d might as well write you a book. How does “Maeby’s first birthday and the insanity Mommy went through” sound? It was completely insane, but totally worth it.

Photos by Aunty Mandy

Maybe those that were there could add to this because my brain is loaded and hard to sort through.Despite the awesome turnout, I’m not sure if I’ll be doing anything like this again for a long time. No ma’am.


Cat Fight


Yesterday Lorelai was running around being crazy while I was putting clothes in the washer. She had just ran right past me when all of a sudden she just started crying. At first I thought she was just being her usual silly self crying for my attention, but she didn’t come looking for me and the crying got louder really quick. The kicker was when there was a long pause. You know the one. The one where the kid is crying so hard that no sound comes out for a few seconds and the only thing you can think about is “Breathe! Please breathe!”. That was my thoughts as I ran around the corner to find out what happened.

Miss Kitty has been a bit cranky lately. Probably because of a hair ball building up inside of her. She’s been running around the apartment like a bat out of hell. Scratching the couches, running through the blinds, and bouncing small toys off the walls. She’s reached out and clawed me a couple of times as I was passing by her.

I didn’t actually see what happened, but I’m thinking the baby ran over to her and she freaked out. In only a second, Miss Kitty defended herself from her attacker. Now she’s got the battle wounds to prove it. Blood smeared all over her face and I couldn’t see exactly where it was coming from. I grabbed her and ran to the bathroom to wash it off. That was when I saw what happened. Her precious little face had been scratched. Her left cheek and around her mouth. She even got her hand scratched.

This brings me to a hard decision. The baby is fine and she is now acting like nothing ever happened. The problem is, every time I see the scratches on her face, I’m not fine. What if it had been an eye? Do I wait around and hope it doesn’t happen? Or do I do something about the cat? What do I do about the cat if I decide to do something?

I refuse to de-claw her because the process is so inhumane. Dave told me that they don’t just pull out her claws, but actually cut off a part of her little toes. Can you imagine getting your finger cut off up to the first knuckle? That’s what they do to de-claw a cat.

So, my choices are to either keep her and hope that she never hurts the baby more than she already has or give her away. I’ve actually been thinking about this for a long time, but I’m having a bit of a problem. Both Dave and Nikisha love Miss Kitty, as do I. Dave refuses to allow me to give her away. So I’m stuck not knowing what to do.


You’re so crazy

A Letter to Lorelai (11 months old):


My Little Sweetheart,

When Daddy and I look at you, we forget that you are 11 months old. You’re already a little toddler exploring your surroundings. You’re not afraid to check things out and seem to want to take everything in. I can’t believe my eyes when I see you walking around as if you’ve been doing it forever.

The past month you’ve been doing the craziest things. I don’t know why, but you like to bump your head lightly over and over on things. The door, the underside of the table, the sliding glass door, MY FACE! Basically, anything you want. That’s fine, and even somewhat cute, but please don’t do it too hard. I don’t enjoy the bruises you get from doing so. Especially when I start to fear a visit from CPS because a “concerned neighbor” called believing that we hit you on the head with whatever was in sight at the time. That will not happen until you are at least ten. So you are safe for another 9 years. Geez.

You try to mimic words that Daddy and I say. Sometimes I swear you are really saying them. Some of your (and my) favorites are “uh oh!” with the ‘o’ face held afterward, “baby”, “heyyyy!!” and (while clapping) “yayyy!”. I just love the way you sound when you are saying these things. Did you know that you even pretend to be a little monster? You walk around making monster sounds. Just thinking about it I can hear your little “rarrr” and the cute faces that come with it.

Circles. I can’t believe it, but you love to turn in circles. Circles going forward, and going backward. You’re not even a 1 year old yet and you’re already doing it like a pro. You have the cutest little smile on your face when you do this. Sometimes you even do it so much that you get dizzy and fall down afterwards. Then your adorable little laugh escapes you and I just want to pick you up and squeeze you so tight.

You love to play. Your big sister is your favorite when it comes to playing, but if she’s not attentive enough, you come looking for someone else. That someone is usually me and you won’t stop bugging me until I pick you up and start tickling you, make funny faces, or throw a small blanket or shirt over your head again and again.

Just last night you sat in the kitchen with your sister’s pink shorts and tried over and over again to put it on your head. I caught you doing it and decided to help you the first time. Then you got up, walked around laughing, pulled it off and then went back to trying to put it on your head again. Can you guess what happened? After your persistence, you did it! You got the shorts on your head, got up again, and started walking around all happy and proud. Daddy and I couldn’t help but smile and clap.

Unfortunately, for me, not everything you do is a happy time for me. Your naps have become far and few. This means I have to put aside all my chores and duties to do your every wish. This would include laying down on the living room floor so you could use me as a pillow or face to poke, or sitting there while you run around doing whatever you feel like doing. If I get up and try to do some work, you get upset and throw a fit until I return to my position in the living room. Half the time you don’t even play with me or anything, but I’m not allowed to move. I’m not sure I’m in a hurry to see how you will be when you get to your sister’s age. Or older!


Getting Some Much Needed Sleep.

I know that just by posting this I’m jinxing myself, but I want to document this.

The past two days Maeby has been sleeping through the night. Normally she would wake up around 1:00AM and then again at 4:30AM or so. Then she gets up at 7:00AM and refuses to go back to sleep. After getting into bed past midnight every night, you may be able to imagine how tired I’ve been.

It’s been nice the past two mornings. I’ve been able to get just a little bit more sleep. I just hope that it continues. I need more sleep these days because I have to have the energy to keep up with Maeby and her big sister. They wear me out, but I love them. Believe me, they are lucky they are cute!!

Here’s a picture of Maeby wearing a cute t-shirt from a good friend of mine.


Believe me, she did.

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Loves To Slide


She didn’t actually slide. She just sat on the slide and I was able to get a pretty fancy picture of her.

There is one thing I would like to mention. She’s walking now. Yes, that’s right. Walking. She can take up to 5 steps on her own. It makes me so happy and brings me back to when Niki started walking.

I’m working on videos but she doesn’t seem to want to cooperate.

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IKEA Craezy

Since moving to Seattle we’ve gone to IKEA about 4 times. We’ve only been here two weeks. While at IKEA, I stumbled upon the IKEA Jr. section. I wish I had been prepared for this. I fell in love with the stuff they had there and wanted to cry the whole time we were there.

Amongst the selections my favorite items were the MAMMUT collection. Especially the wardrobe and dresser.

There are also the toddler bed, a little night stand, the children’s table, chair and stool. I went completely bonkers while I was there and wanted to buy everything. Of course, I couldn’t because we don’t have the money.. yet. I say “yet” because once we have the money, I’m probably buying some of these things. Until then, anyone willing to donate to the cause, feel free. Maeby’s birthday is coming up and she’s going to need a new toddler bed. *hint*

I did buy these star-shaped nets to hang in the room and put some of the girls toys and stuffed animals in them.

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