Teething, Flu shots and separation anxiety- OH MY!

Impatience runs deep within my family- why wait when you can get it all done NOW so you can get back to reading "Emma"?? (For the 5th time!) Knowing Lola had that particular string of letters within her genetic code I should not have been surprised to see not 1, not 2, but FOUR new teeth. Add three "12 month" vaccinations, her rising separation anxiety and you've got THE PERFECT STORM. 

I've heard Moms talk about it but being an ignorant firsty, I always thought they were exaggerating. Silly human!!! My normally quiet, smiley and self soothing tot is now a nexus of dissatisfaction and seething rage I didn't think I was going to experience till AT LEAST year 12. Put her down- CRY, Pick her up- CRY. Bottle? CRY. Raisins? CRY. Beans and avocado (her fave)- CRY!!!!! CRY CRY CRYYYYYYYY!! What kind of of Momma am I? DO SOMETHING!!!! Sing! Dance! Cry along? Pass out in terror? 

AAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!

It's been hard but I don't have 4 teeth cutting my gums to ribbons so I don't get to complain. WOMAN UP chica!!!!

Then Grandma visits and thank goodness- SILENCE. Giggles, pitter patter- peace.

So this entry was SUPPOSED to be about my newly invented BEEF STEW but I've decided to give a huge HUGE shout out to my FABULOUS Moms instead. My Mom Teresa and my Mom Reyna. These women are awesome Abuelas. Patient, gentle, accepting, FIERCE defenders of Lola in ways I can only aspire to match. I watch in awe- women who don't smile at my cheesy antics LOVE my baby- love her wholly and unconditionally. It's such a blessing to see that and know that they looked at my husband and I that way too- once- before we cut school to hang with our boyfriends (me) or came home puking drunk with our high school buddies (him). So last week, (before THE EVIL happened) I made a page for each and I tried to include things I knew they would like- lace, flowers, and the colors pink and blue. Love you Mom. Love you Reyna!!!!

3 bellas Nietas. Para Reyna- una Grandma sin igual.

Just The 2 of Us. For my Mama whom I love and appreciate with all my might!!

Thank you- gracias!!

AAAAAAAAAND MUCHOS SMOOCHES!!!

Halloween- OVER RATED!!!!!!

I really worked myself up about Halloween. It's Lola's first Halloween out of the hospital. Lola can walk so she looks great in costumes. Lola likes her pumpkin bucket. Lola Lola LOLA!

Well Lola decided she would rather sleep and did so ALL DAY. This is the girl who will NOT NAP 20 minutes to allow me to make diner on a normal day. Lola refused to stand up so I could dress her, she REFUSED to wear shoes. She refused to do ANYTHING till Daddy came home at 4PM- too late to go to the Museum party which ended at 4pm and too late to go to the baby parade in Manhattan- 40 minutes away by subway- 2 hours by car.

So we went to the park and took pictures. But that had to stop too because it was cold and I felt like a cruel evil bruja for making her pose when she would rather eat dead leaves with doggie poop seasoning. PLUS I sounded like a deranged stage Mom singing "You Are MY Sunshine" at the top of my lungs so she would LOOK UP and SMILE which she did exactly TWICE during the entire 15 minute shoot.

BUT I AM NOT BITTER! Oh no.

Plus no kids came to our door asking for treats so now I have 5 bags of candy SOMEONE will have to eat. 

I'm already thinking about what Lola's costume will be next year- it has to be something that involves a coat in the design (Polar Bear? Zombie Ski Baby? Marshmallow?). With my luck it will be 75 degrees just to show me who's BOSS.

So I am 0 for 2 with Monsoon season starting on Lola's birthday thus ruining my OUTDOOR party and Halloween going bust. Wonder if I should even bother waking up for Thanksgiving. Maybe I'll pull a Lola and stay home and force the hubby to hand over the occasional fruit shake while I read my book in bed all day. Hmmm that sounds like a PLAN.

Muchos SmOoChEs!!

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