A Purposeful Peek

Sweet Charlotte Ann, No doubt about it, you are incredibly sweet. You grin with your entire little body, and you talk like you have things to say far beyond your 3 months of life. You've recently entered a phase I like to call the "sweet spot" - you are so interested in the world around you, from your discovery of your tiny hands to your fixed gaze on Momma wherever she moves within the house.  You are so engaging and vibrant, and yet you love to snuggle. You are rolling over like a champ but not yet truly mobile, so it is easy to keep an eye on you.  Yes, this is definitely the sweet spot. But make no mistake, you are also adorably sassy! You never hesitate to let it be known when you would rather be rolling around on a blanket on the floor instead of being held. You can go from cooing and giggling to sticking that bottom lip out and whimpering in less than 2 seconds because you want a change of scenery.  You've mastered the art of arching your back and lou

"On the night you were born, it was dark and stormy outside..." I love a good story, especially a birth story.  I love how no two stories are alike, and yet they somehow bind people together. Here is one of my favorite stories, a [long] story I never want to forget... Thursday, August 14th, our "due date" had come and gone.  JJ and I had never put too much hope in a certain date, as we knew most first time mothers deliver their babies closer to 41 weeks according to statistics. Nonetheless, we were ready. On Friday the 15th, I wrapped things up at work, cleaned off my desk, and told my coworkers goodbye...  I was optimistic that they wouldn't be seeing me on Monday. That evening, we went to Bricktown for date night... a date night we hoped would be our last before the baby arrived. We ate Italian nachos at Zio's (a friend swears these induced labor with both of her babies!) and went for an after-dinner stroll. A 3 mile walk, to be exact.   When Sat