How the time flies by

This beautiful little one is 3 months old already. It makes me sad how much she has changed and how quickly the months fly by. She already has such a cute personality and is also very strong-willed. She still smiles a lot and coos and giggles. She really likes to smile at fans and talk to them. She will talk to people too, as long as you are letting her lay down. She fusses if she is held too much. She is not a little cuddle bug like I would like her to be. She loves to lay on her blanket and kick her little legs and roll over. She started rolling over from her back to her front, and then fusses because she doesn't like tummy time. It is pretty cute. She also very much enjoys sucking and chewing on her hands. Apparently they taste pretty good. All in all she is a very good baby and I can't get enough of her.

Back to Work

It has been almost two weeks now since I have been back to work. It sucks. I miss being around Taylor all day and it is clear that her schedule has been thrown off because she is taken care of by different people all the time. Her sleeping is pretty random. Some days she naps really well and others she doesn't. We have had a few rough nights as well. She sleeps 4-6 hours straight before she wakes up in the night and I am grateful for that. I just wish I could be home with her to provide a little stability. Hopefully this won't be for more than a year. I have registered and made a deposit for the winter 2012 bridal fair at Provo High. I figured if I made the deposit I would have to actually do it instead of just talking about it. I desperately want to be able to do flowers as a full-time job. I love to do it and I wouldn't have to be away from Taylor. My boss asked me how long I plan on being at work and what my intentions were and I got emotional telling him I wanted to be home. I bawled my eyes out the second day of work on my way to drop her off at my mom's house. I can't imagine what it is going to be like when I drop her off with someone that is not family. Luckily, it is looking like I might have a good prospect for watching her that a friend is currently taking her daughter too. Recommendations are good and she is willing to work with us on price. I am really hoping that works out.
It is really nice to see people at work and spend time with adults during the day. It is nice to have the interaction, but I don't like dealing with grumpy clients who don't want to pay for their coverage and want to complain about anything else. Being a mom is much better. Although it is a struggle, it is easier to understand why Taylor is crying even if I don't know why. She doesn't know how to tell me what she wants. Clients at work are just ignorant. Anyway, it is a really good place to work and I really do like my boss, but life has changed. I would much rather be with my precious little one at home. I know it is a righteous desire and if I work towards it, I will be blessed with the ability to accomplish it.

Daddy's Day

I know this post is a little late, but I wanted to post it anyway. For Father's day, I got Scott a cute plaque that says, "A daddy is his daughter's first love." I saw the quote somewhere and had a work friend of mine make it for me. It turned out so cute. Scott decided to go to Mesquite and go golfing for a few days as well, so I gave him some money for that. I know, super sentimental right? It was what he wanted and he had a good time having some time away from the stress of work.
Scott is a great dad. He doesn't feel like Taylor knows him, but I have no doubt that she will. He is so good with kids, she will soon like him more than me. A few weeks ago, I was getting ready to go in the morning and I walked in our bedroom and Scott was dancing with Taylor to daddy daughter songs. It was so cute I tried not to cry. The following morning was Sunday, and I actually got a picture of it.

I'm sure she knows who her dad is and feels his love for her. Watching him with her makes me love him so much more. I am so grateful to have such an amazing husband and father for Taylor.

18 Holes

Saturday Scott and I were able to play 18 holes of golf together for the first time this year. Scott's parents are sweet enough to watch Taylor for us every Saturday. We usually do grocery shopping and some errands, but this time they offered to watch her long enough for us to play golf. It was kind of a rough night with Taylor, but we were able to get out the door shortly after 8 and get out before it was too crowded on the course. I started out pretty well, then got really crappy for a while. At about hole 15, I pulled it together and felt pretty good about how I played the last few holes. Considering this is the third time I have played this year, and the two other times I only played nine holes, I think it went pretty well. It was so nice to get out in the sun and not have to worry about a little one.
We played the front nine pretty quickly, but when we got to the tenth tee they had sent some people out on number ten that were pretty slow. It took us and 1:45 to play the front nine and 2:45 to play the back nine. At the eighteenth tee while we were waiting for the group in front of us, mr. tough guy in front of us came back to tell us that there were people in front of them and hitting into them wouldn't do us any good. Scott asked him when we hit into him, and he said we didn't. Scott and I were boggled and more than slightly annoyed. We had waited for them and waited for them, and then he comes back and acts like a jerk? Really? Wow. The marshall had to ask them to speed up around hole 16 and they actually did, but they were SOOOO slow. I did accidentally hit into them on one hole because my aim sucks, but he went from me looking like a jerk to making himself look like one. Good times. Gotta love people.

It's Time

I am not one that likes to post about weight, but I am going against my better judgement and just putting it out there. I gained just shy of 40 lbs with my pregnancy. I lost 30 of it within the first 3 weeks or so. I was pretty happy about that. I hoped to continue to lose a pound or so a week. Not so much. I am stuck. It just fluctuates back and forth a few lbs. I really miss running and working out. I have gone for walks a few times, but Taylor doesn't like riding in the stroller in my neighborhood. I am sure it is because of the stupid creases on the sidewalks. She is fine if I walk in the street, but that is not exactly safe. Ugh. I really need to get on a workout routine and I am debating getting up a half hour earlier when I go back to work so I can get in a 30 minute workout every morning. I guess we will see what happens. I don't know how mom's do it. When Scott is home he could watch Taylor while I work out, but I want to spend time with him too. I am still madly in love with my husband after 3 and half years and I can't stand to not see him. I would almost rather be pleasantly plump and be able to spend time with him than take 45 minutes of our time together and work out... Such a dilemma. I am not even at the heaviest I have ever been, but I am ready to be more fit. I guess we will see where this goes. If you can't tell, I haven't quite figured out what I will be doing...I just know I need to change something. I REALLY miss running and racing. I will get back to it hopefully by next summer when I can take Taylor in the jogging stroller.

My awesome life

Right now my life is pretty great. I spend all day with an adorable little one and I have an amazing husband. There are a few things that I would change of course. Scott has spent way too much of his time during my maternity leave working his hind end off. He was working too hard because he was short people. This weekend it is because of the holiday. Luckily I live close to family, so I was able to spend some time with them while he was away. At first being a mom was really hard and I wasn't sure what in the world I got myself into. Now that Taylor is sleeping a little bit better and doesn't have to be held as much, I am feeling much better. I am starting to get things around the house done and I feel productive for the day. It is still the hardest job I have ever had, but those smiles from Taylor, and the support of my awesome hubby make it worth it. Scott bought me these awesome flowers on Thursday. 

Just because he loves me. I almost cried. It made me feel so good to have a husband who appreciates what I do and still makes sure I feel special and important. (Notice it is a golf bag. I thought that was pretty cool too.) He also was sweet enough to get me a gift card to a spa so I can have some me time for mother's day. That will be a welcom treat when I use it. I am constantly amazed that my love for my husband can still continue to grow. He is such a wonderful man and I am so lucky to have him in my life. Watching him interact with Taylor warms my heart and I savor those moments when it is clear how much he loves his little girl. I couldn't ask for a better family.

I am so grateful that we had Aflac so I could get disability pay so I could stay home for the entire 12 weeks of maternity leave. We would have never survived otherwise. I am also glad we have it to help pay for hospital bills. Altogether with disability and the amounts we received from aflac, we got about 7 times back what we put into the plan. We will keep it for our next child as well.

I am very sad that I have to go back to work in a couple of weeks. I can't stand the idea of being away from Taylor for 10 hours a day. I once again grateful for my mom who will be watching her for the first couple of months. She only lives 10 minutes from work, so at least I can go see Taylor on lunch breaks and not have to instantly be away from her all the time. I know I am a boring mommy blogger right now. I can't help it. Not a lot going going on besides spending time with Taylor.

2 Months Old

I can't believe how fast the time has gone by. Taylor had her two month check up last Monday. She is now 11 lbs 4 oz and 23 1/2 inches long. I am amazed how big she is. Yet sometimes she can still look so tiny. She is a very happy baby. She smiles and coos a lot and loves to lay down on a blanket and kick her legs. i have started putting her in front of a baby Einstein video and she smiles at it and stays quiet through the whole thing. I am guessing she likes it. She does not like tummy time. This morning I put her on her tummy four times and each time she just rolled over. We don't think she is too far from rolling over from her back to her front either. She just can't seem to get the arm underneath her out of the way. That's ok though. We absolutely adore her, and I am already starting to miss some of the things she did when she was a little bit younger. I fear that she is not going to be much of a cuddler because when she is awake and being held, she is pushing up on her legs and moving around a ton. She is always looking around and seems to be afraid she will miss something. I am dreading going back to work. I can't stand the thought of leaving her, and we actually don't have anyone set up to babysit after August. My mom is watching her while she is off work for the summer, but we don't know who will watch her after that. Anyone know someone that will do it for cheap? We seriously haven't even looked. It is hard to know who to trust. I know my mom will love her and take good care of her. I am hesitant to take her to someone I don't know will do the same. Ugh... anyway, hoping to update more about my life soon. But for now, Taylor just woke up and needs to be fed.