Baby Bean is 3 months, 3 weeks and 5 days old.
Happy Halloween everyone. It was BG’s first Halloween. Well, last year, she spent Halloween in my uterus as I dressed as a fox riding with my DH on his Harley to the Village Halloween parade. I think my DH truly loved the ride with his wife. It was the first long ride I took with him. At the time I suspected I was pregnant but it wasn’t confirmed until the first sonogram on November 6th.
This Halloween, BG dressed as a strawberry. I tried fruitlessly to find an apple costume. DH suggested an apple as BG is the ‘apple of his eye’. Unfortunately the only apple costume we found looked more like a deflated apple. Then he wanted a chick being hatched but that was even harder to find.
I know. I know. Right now you’re probably saying, “But Pantrygirl, I would have expected you to make something for Halloween.” I probably would have but energy is still a bit low and my motto of late has been, don’t bite off more than you can chew. Ok, I have several mottos of late.
Don’t bite off more than you can chew.
Life for today. Spend my precious time with what matters most.
How much will this cost me?
I’m sure I have more but who can really think at 3 in the morning? Yes, the only time I really get to myself is at 3am while I’m pumping.
Going back to Halloween. Halloween was a super busy day for BG and it was filled with firsts.
First talking outside
During the mom’s walk get together, everyone was admiring each other’s wee goblins when BG started babbling in front of everyone. It was for a brief moment and wasn’t a very loud babble but it was a babble and I was so proud of her. I’m guess she was saying, “Can someone tell me why I have this big warm red outfit on and why are there floppy green thingies falling over my eyes?”
To keep her legs warm, I put her first pair of tights. They were white, of course, with black ‘mary janes’ on the bottom. It took me 10 minutes to put them on her. I had to pull them off and on 3 times for diaper changes. I think I burned off the Halloween candy putting them on and off her.
DH did have a first himself. As he changed her out of her outfit and into her pajamas, he exclaimed, “Wow, your feet are cold. I guess that’s what girls have to go through. I’ll warm your feet for you though.” I suppose men don’t have many items in their fashion collection where comfort isn’t a priority. Oh and DH now knows that little girls wear tights not pantyhose. lol.
No, it wasn’t the Greenwich Village Halloween Parade. We’re not nuts. It was our neighborhood parade. The kids march down from the school to the park and circle around before disappearing into the night for some trick or treating. The police close the street off for safety reasons. It was such a fun parade. The kids looked great and the jack o’ lanterns were beautiful. We got ride of half our candy during the parade much to the happiness of my DH.
BG passed out and we strolled our sleepy strawberry home to await trick or treaters.
All in all it was a great day. Unfortunately it left her overtired which led to a bit of a fussy night but all is well. DH and I ended the day realizing that this time next year, BG may be waddling around. That left us excited and terrified at the same time.