Saturday, January 31, 2009

Nyla Updates - 6 months old!

Just a few updates about 6-month old Nyla. She weighs just under 14 lbs and is 25.5 inches long. That makes her 15th percentile for weight and 40th for height. And clearly, long and lean and not my genetics - thank you Van family! Here are a few more 6-month old descriptions.

1 - She rolls. Both ways and now seems to prefer to sleep on her belly. This causes me a fair amount of anxiety and I often will roll her back over to her back once she has fallen asleep. She is still waking up every 3 hours in the night to eat. We really did break her when we went on vacation at 3 months. Here she is napping with a stuffed animal from her Papa Ernie. And, as referenced, above, I do not let her sleep long with anything like this. After the photo, I moved the bear.

2 - She sits. All by herself. She usually only has about 3 or 4 minutes before she's down but she can get out of that too and usually ends up on her belly.

3 - She reads. Ok, not really but she loves books and I love books and every time she looks at them it makes me happy. Even if she is just figuring out how to get them into her mouth. I can't wait to teach her to read. I hope she loves it as much as I did. Unfortunately, reading has been ruined for me as of late because any reading I do "ought" to be schoolwork or churchwork. I just cannot justify reading anything for pleasure until my dissertation is finished.

4 - She's happy. She did not start out a happy baby, not at all. But she has become one and it is such a joy. Nyla laughs easily and grins even more easily, which makes playing with her very rewarding. Here she is in the laundry. Daddy thinks he is sooo funny about this one.

5 - She loves her daddy. When JJ comes home, Nyla smiles the biggest, brightest smiles she has and will fuss if JJ leaves to take off his coat or wash his hands. And JJ loves her just as much. Watching them together is one of my favorite things. I've even been stopped at the grocery store by a woman who wanted to tell me how great it was to see a dad really enjoy being with his little girl (I was at the end of the frozen food aisle while JJ was dancing for laughs at the other end).

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Back to school

Today was my first day back at school, and we had mixed results. This is my first class on campus since Nyla was born (who happened to make her debut on a class day in July - I had to cancel class). JJ's mom was kind enough to watch Nyla, who unfortunately spent most of the time crying and showed no interest in being bottle fed, at least she took a short nap. I have mixed feelings about going back to work. I love teaching. It was good to be back. I am lucky enough to work almost entirely at home. I love my job, well both jobs. Now, I just have to learn how to manage them. As is, I do most of my work after Nyla goes to sleep. Any advice on getting work done at home?

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

I believe in adoption.

This is my first post that is not intended to update any readers about me or JJ or Nyla. Instead, I feel really moved today and I wanted to share my feelings, and since this is my blog... I get to do whatever I want. :-)

I just want to say that I believe in adoption. I believe it is God's way of balancing out so many things that seem unfair. In unmarried relationships, I believe adoption should always be a part of the decision-making conversation and I believe abortion should not (with rare and extreme exceptions). For all of my friends and for all others who want a child and cannot have one biologically, I want this for you, and it makes me cry to think about it. I am so sorry for your heartache.

I find so much joy in Nyla. I cannot imagine a better path to be on. I wish that for anyone who wants it. I believe wanting to be a parent is the most important parenting skill you can ever have.

A good friend of mine is going through the adoption process and it is long and difficult. I saw this video on her blog months and ago and for some reason, I watched it again today and it made me cry. You know the cry where you get a little weepy, hold it back, feel more weepy, fight it, and then just give up and cry. That's what I did.