Crazy 'bout chicks

I know. I’m a horrible blogger. I keep up with it for a month and then forget about it. Problem is that I get stressed out and feel as though I no longer have time for it. Oh, well. It’s really just for me anyway.

Well, lately I’ve become a better blog reader and have a lot that I love to follow. One in particular is The Art of Doing Stuff. It’s written by this amazing Canadian woman (well, I assume she’s Canadian because she lives in Canada) named Karen who just does all these brilliant projects on her own. It’s what I would aspire to do if I didn’t have to work a full-time job and take care of a toddler. Maybe I’ll get to work on my own art of doing stuff in 5-10 years when we’ve had our fill of kids and they’re all in school and Hubs is making Bank (with a capital “B”) so that I can stay at home and eat bon-bons build a deck or rip up floor to lay down fresh tile all day.

Anyway, before I got off track, I was telling you about my latest obsession, The Art of Doing Stuff. So this week, Karen took a vacation from blogging, and to keep her readers interested for those of us come back daily, she set up a “Coop Cam” in her (self-built) chicken coop in her back yard. Though the feed is incredibly slow (as in, one second the chickens will be there, and all of a sudden they’ll disappear), it’s still incredibly addictive. And now, for your own obsession viewing pleasure: Karen’s Coop Cam (if you’re asked to put in a password, type guest—all lowercase).

Bryleigh sits up by herself!

...and I missed it.

Sorry for the hiatus. I have been swamped at work, and my lunch hours are filled with visiting Bryleigh at the daycare and/or running Christmas shopping errands. My evenings are filled with playing with Bryleigh during the short time I have with her, and then cleaning, feeding and putting her to bed, and then wrapping Christmas presents! Christmastime is such a fun time, but so stressful and busy!

So Bryleigh sat up for the first time today, and I missed it because she’s a daycare. Her teacher, Miss I___, sent me a picture of her sitting up all by herself and playing with blocks! I hate that I’m missing her firsts, though. What happens if she takes her first steps or says her first words at daycare? How sad is that?


It got me thinking of Bryleigh’s baby book(s—she has two) and how I need to fill in that special moment. I also need to add the day that she rolled over for the first time (November 14th) and her first belly laugh (October 16th—although I’m pretty sure that one is already there). I need to print the photos of her and put those in, as well. I haven’t been as good about keeping that thing up to date as I’d hoped I would be! I really should carry it in my pump bag so that I can look through it when I’m pumping, as that’s a time when I can guarantee that I’m by myself and have time to do it… I’m going to make that a new year’s resolution!

Speaking of new years, we have no plans. Parenthood kind of put a damper on our New Years Eve celebration this year. We don’t feel as though we could call my parents to babysit since they’ll probably have plans of their own, and we don’t feel comfortable (or rich) enough to hire a babysitter for such a crazy night! So this morning I texted a friend of ours who has a baby just barely older than Bryleigh to see if they want to come over, but I haven’t heard back from her, yet. That’s frustrating. When is it acceptable to text a follow up?