Skylar. Boyfriend. Football. Party.
This weekend was amazing.
I got/made her the following:
Hope she likes that stuff. Especially the cake since it took me so long to make. Makes me really appreciate the baby shower cake Val made me last November. The next time I do the Wilton butter cream icing, it will be for someone I’m in love with. Will Kyle be worth it in January? I know Skylar is.
The day started out with a call to the Medicaid office, my second, in which I again asked them to change the county on her file so that I can enroll her in the Texas Star Program. They wont enroll her until its corrected. The office I was dealing with is in Houston and they are the rudest customer service people I’ve ever dealt with. They couldn’t tell me when it would get processed, or that it was even on someone’s work log. And when I asked if I could have her name, agent number or even a confirmation all I got was a flat “no”. I really just wanted to drive down to their office and punch them in the face. To say I was frustrated is putting it mildly. My mom then decided to call, and actually got someone that said there was an entirely different number to call for changes. And no one could tell me that? My mom got it straightened out and I’m going to try to enroll her Monday, cross your fingers.
Then I made enchiladas for the fam, which actually turned out pretty well. I love Mexican food and Kyle doesn’t, how will this ever work?
I spent the rest of the day playing with the baby, who might I add loves Yo Gabba Gabba. It’s starting to grow on me as well. She’s also starting to crawl now, which is pretty exciting. I sit her down on her butt and she immediately plops over onto her belly to try to get going. She can say a few words too. Her favorite is “hi”. She will repeat it right after you say it. There’s also “mama” she says in desperation or during a fuss fest. And I’m not sure if it counts as a word but she says “baba” which usually turns into “babababababa”. She also explored different textures today when I took her outside to take a few pictures. She found blades of grass, flowers, and the grain of my jeans pretty interesting.
Then we went to Cameron’s Championship baseball game. They won. It’s crazy how competitive everyone is. I started to get that way too. Catching myself yell and scream every now and then. It’s pretty exciting, I never really saw it from a parent’s perspective before, but it’s a pretty good feeling. I can’t wait until Sky is old enough to play sports. And dance ballet of course. I’ll be right there with her.
Big girl baths where she splashes around with the biggest grin on her face while trying to get her rubber ducky or foam letters.
How every time we go to a store like Target or Wal-Mart, I can’t help but buy her a new doll.
How interested she is in watching me cook.
How interested she is in everything.
That she likes looking in the mirror as much as I do. haha
That she knows who I am now, and it upsets her when I walk away.
When she wraps her arms around me and lays her head on my shoulder.
How no matter how bad my day was, when I come home to her smiling face, I know everything is going to be alright.
How stubborn she is. I wonder if she gets that from me. Or him.
Her big brown eyes.
The way she rubs her eyes when she’s sleepy.
That bedtime is 8pm. And she sleeps through the night.
The ways she sleeps with her arm around her praying bear. Every night.
Her vocal tangents. And the rare occasions she says mama. Mad and indiscriminately of course.
How good she smells after a bath.
Getting to know her.
Knowing I had a part in making something so amazing.
And everything else about her.
So my army guy told me he loved me one night while we were lying in bed. He rolled me over, looked me right in the eye and it went like this:
K: Baby I love you.
W: Shhh…go back to sleep. You're sleepy.
K: You don’t like when I say that?
K: Why not?
W: Because I just met you. Go to bed.
It got me thinking. About how amazing he is. About how amazing he is with Sky. About how I think I love him too. But my question is, would I have realized this had he not told me first? Or did his acknowledgement cause my epiphany?