A Girl and Her Pup

There are some days where nothing in the world seems to be exactly what Emmie wants. I’m talking whiny, push me away, throw everything on the floor kinda days. This can be applied to almost anything; food, drinks, toys, and sometimes even books. I know, throwing books makes me cringe too. Toddlers, am I right?

It’s these days that I am so thankful for the big animal books we have (and can readily check out from the library). Cranky baby? Animal time. My girl is definitely following in her Daddy’s footsteps. She loves  animals. Loves. Her first real sound made on purpose? An elephant sound. I kid you not! Of all the sounds and words to say, she chose the elephant. ‘Atta girl. 
She’s quick to point out any picture or advertisement that includes the furry little things, and our animal books are on constant repeat. For a while though, she didn’t seem to pay Oliver, her very own live dog, any mind. He was nothing more than a nuisance trying to steal her crackers right outta her hands… until one day. One day recently it clicked. Oliver is a dog! I love doggies… therefore, I love Oliver!

Oliver now gets daily hugs, pats and snuggles. And if we’re being honest, the wide open mouth kisses still happen. And I still shudder every. single. time. Claire-bear will still steal his toys out of his mouth, or happily toss a ball for him, but her newest thing? It’s pretty darn cute. Out of the blue, Emerson will approach Oliver and rub his back, hug his neck, or stroke an ear. Every time, I find myself needing to mop up the puddle that is my heart. Oh, you sweet girl you, I hope your love for animals continues a very, very long time. 
For now, Oliver is both, a nuisance and a joy. One thing you can count on? These two are always close to one another. Just a girl, and her pup.
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She’s just a wee insomniac

Here we are, another week has flown by.


Can you believe that my little peanut is 11 weeks old already? I surely cannot!

For a while Emerson had been sleeping like a champ. She’d go down between 9 and 10 and sleep until between 4and 5:30, up to eat, then back down for another 3 hour stretch. It was fantastic!

However these past few days she’s been back to waking up at 2, then 4, then 6:30/7. Just when we think we see some sort of schedule emerge she throws us for a loop. Kyle still does any feed before 5 am so I can log some much needed continuous sleep, so while I might be “well rested” he’s awfully tired.
I’m about 80% sure that her regression of sleep at night is linked to her poor naps. Lately she had been taking a few cat naps instead of a few long naps. She’s just exhausted and it makes it harder to sleep well at night. I’m hoping for some good naps soon! They are desperately needed by both Momma and Baby.

The good news in all this sleep nonsense is that it can’t last forever ( unless she’s inherited her father’s insomnia and then I’ll have to bite my tongue!) Emerson will eventually figure out how to sleep for longer stretches and until then I’ll just have to keep telling my husband how much I love him!! Keep up the good nighttime work honey! 😉

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