Archive for the ‘Abigail’ Category

Beta Test: Complete.

Posted 25 May 2011 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category Abigail, baby business, motherhood, The Hubs

Monday night the hubs and I had tickets to see the Minnesota Twins play some (rotten) baseball, and although we had someone to watch Abbers, we decided to bring her along. It’s one of the few games we had tickets to with just the two of us, so it was worth the shot.

Overall, she was good. However, it was a great second test to see how she’ll do on our trip – specifically on the airplane. Without a seat of her own.

Result? SHE IS SQUIRMY. MY GOD, she is squirmy. We must have passed her back and forth about 30 times in the first inning alone, as well as her modifying her position in our laps a billion times.

So THAT’S why people say the littles should have their own seat.

(If you’re wondering why I haven’t posted any ADORABLE pictures of her at the game, it’s because WE BROUGHT A TODDLER TO A BASEBALL GAME and I didn’t have a third arm to take a picture with. Toddler wrangling should be a sport.)

Anyway, we ended up leaving the game around the 5th inning because her highness was getting tired and was signaling we needed to go. I was pretty panicked at the thought of our flight, but the hubs reminded me we just endured 5 innings of baseball without toys or a DVD player. A little less than two hours of keeping a child entertained with funny faces and french fries. Not too bad.

We leave for our trip tomorrow.

(I haven’t packed anything yet and have to get laundry done tonight on top of packing.)

(I’m just a little panicky.)

(And I’m serious about toddler wrangling being a sport. Do you see this face? SERIOUS.)

I’ll more than likely be tweeting the hell out of our trip, and maybe a “post” with pictures while we’re away.

Steppin’ Out Saturday!

Posted 15 May 2011 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category Abigail, paparazzi, posting on-the-go

Including half-assed phone pictures!

We went to a family wedding along the North Shore (of Lake Superior for you non-Minnesotans), and brought a camera with a dead battery. So, enjoy bathroom self-portraits and blurry dance floor pics!

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Someday I’ll get a real photo of the three of us all dressed up. A girl can dream, right?

This is just a test.

Posted 09 May 2011 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category Abigail, baby business, I am a moron

This weekend, the hubs, Abbers and myself will be taking a little trip “up nort” to a family member’s wedding. We’ll be staying in a hotel for the first time with our little firecracker.  I’m nervous, but it’s only one night, and if she hates the hotel’s crib she can always crash with us in our bed. Assuming we got a king. And a ice bucket full of sleeping pills. (FOR ME, jerks. I wouldn’t give any to her. She wouldn’t need it if I can’t hear her through the Ambien haze.)

Anyway, any fear I originally had for this weekend is being grossly overshadowed by what will be happening in roughly 2 weeks. We’re taking her highness (and ourselves) on a plane to the land of Rice o Roni.

I keep trying to think about all the crap we need to get/buy/do/plan for to make this flight land safely and not with me on a stretcher in a 4 alarm panic attack. Luckily we’ll be staying with my Uncle & his family (including 4 year old twin boys and an older brother she’s never met), so many items we’d need they’ll be able to supply. But we’re planning on renting a car. Do we just rent a car seat? Bring ours with? If we do, do we check it in? Or check it at the gate? Do we bother bringing juice boxes for her only to be accosted at security for bringing liquids? Do I shave my head now to avoid pulling my hair out when she cries incessantly on the flight? WHAT DO I DO? WHAT DO I DOOOOO?!?!

great, now I made her cry.

Yes, this is a cry for help. I’m looking for any and all advice about traveling with a toddler. Please and thank you.

Cute Abbers photo # 428

Posted 02 May 2011 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category Abigail, paparazzi

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547 days old.

Posted 28 Apr 2011 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category Abigail, baby business, motherhood, paparazzi

(That’s 1.5 years old for those of you who weren’t math majors. Or who don’t have a calculator handy.)

Yes, ladies and germs…Abigail Rita is a year and a half old, as of yesterday.

Last week she had her 18 month check, and she her stats were 26 pounds, and 32 inches.

She is just a ball of awesome. We love her so much. She talks so much…I can’t even begin to write out the list. She IS counting to two…which is effing awesome. She walks around saying “One…TWO!” about everything. We’re working on #3 now. :)

And now, some pictures of the pretty lady.

getting friendly with ants (gross) (and cute)

enjoying the park and rock collecting

my lovely baby sweets