







Then on 5/5, Norah's 9 month b-day, we went to the park with Stacie & Micah! It was great to talk to another adoptive mom. At that point I was still feeling really run down. Norah and I were both having allergy issues and I wasn't sleeping well. But we had a blast at the park, Micah was a riot.

Micah and Norah swing together. This was definitely the way to go. Works much better than worrying the baby is going to flip out the whole time!




Adorable boy!!!




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Then on the 26th we had a final dinner with my parents at Jasmine Thai before they headed back to Florida. (We like Thai food, can you tell?) I just wish we had some Vietnamese restaurants close to us but I think the closest one is about 35 minutes away.
Norah looks at the sushi!
I am not sure what I am doing in this picture. I was holding Norah's hand and she moved at the last minute.
The next morning my parent's tried to pack Norah but they had to leave her behind because the suitcase was overweight.

The next night we went to cousin Aidens' pre-school graduation. I cannot believe how big he has gotten. He was almost Norah's age when we first met him and the time has flown by.

Norah was a little confused by the whole thing.
So with an early unplanned return to work we tried to make the most out of the week we had left. We played in the bath with Mr. Crab....
And Mr. Blowfishy...
Played in the Exersaucer....
Played with all our toys....
And with daddy and his guitar...
In her room with blocks....
And in the laundry basket...
And with more new friends. Here is Norah with Max Power who stopped by with mommy Jess and daddy Tim on the way to KC on 6-5, Norah's 10 month b-day. They asked about her crawling and we said she was only commando crawling and then lo and behold she flat out crawled across the floor on her hands and knees.... go figure!!
Max kissing Norah...
Norah trying to kiss Max back... or eat his face off. One or the other.
Then on 6/6, this past Friday, we had to go to a 4 hour team consult with her plastic surgeon's post opp. team. We were basically put in a little room with a couple of chairs and toys (thank god for toys) and the doctors came in every now and then to talk to us... most often when she just fell asleep. It was NOT fun trying to hold her screaming squirming body through her normal nap time. She was seen by an audiologist, geneticist, psychologist, plastic surgeon, RN, pediatric dentist and speech therapist. She is advanced on her language skills despite the fact she still has some fluid in her left ear. No infections though and her hearing was good. Her plastic surgeon would like to operate again when she is 4 to fix her right nostril a bit more. He said the cartilage is just too soft right now. Yippie, more surgery. And she weighed in on their scale at 18 lbs, 10 oz which I why I think the doctor's scale was off in May ... she did not gain 2.5 lbs in 1 month. I just don't believe it. BUT .. they did weigh her fully clothed with a wet diaper that weighed 3 oz (yes, I weighed it when they left the room) so I think she is closer to 18 lbs.
A happy girl 15 minutes before we got to leave.
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And finally, (whew, I am tired...) last night we went to another BBQ at Liz & Mikey's house. She was such a good girl through dinner. Then she ate her first meat. Well, kinda meat. Pureed chicken & sweet potatoes. She LIKED it. She also had Cherios for the first time yesterday and inhaled those. With all the new foods we have been starting her on she does not want her bottles much anymore. She will drink the first one of the day and shove the rest away. I don't know wether to fight her on this or let it be.
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She was even wearing her G & R dress... 4 months later and still too big and it is a 3-6 month dress. =)
And then the moment came... she saw the dogs... crawled to them....
Got her hands licked on a whole bunch and started to pull up.... and up....
And she did it!!! And we saw it!!!
And she was oh so proud of herself.
And then she shrieked to let everyone know in case they missed it!!
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeekkkk!!!!

And tomorrow... the dreaded day.... I am returning to work and Norah starts daycare. We found a really really nice development center that I am very happy with. They promote organics, do baby yoga, teach sign language and keep binders of each baby's art and photos. She will be crib nighbors with the nephew of my co-worker. So everything will be good or at least that is what I keep telling myself. I really just want to say forget the deposit and screw work, I can't do this but I have to suck it up and at least give it a try. I am trying to be brave but everyday it is something new and I just don't want to miss it. I love my girl!!!




The next night we went to cousin Aidens' pre-school graduation. I cannot believe how big he has gotten. He was almost Norah's age when we first met him and the time has flown by.

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And finally, (whew, I am tired...) last night we went to another BBQ at Liz & Mikey's house. She was such a good girl through dinner. Then she ate her first meat. Well, kinda meat. Pureed chicken & sweet potatoes. She LIKED it. She also had Cherios for the first time yesterday and inhaled those. With all the new foods we have been starting her on she does not want her bottles much anymore. She will drink the first one of the day and shove the rest away. I don't know wether to fight her on this or let it be.
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And tomorrow... the dreaded day.... I am returning to work and Norah starts daycare. We found a really really nice development center that I am very happy with. They promote organics, do baby yoga, teach sign language and keep binders of each baby's art and photos. She will be crib nighbors with the nephew of my co-worker. So everything will be good or at least that is what I keep telling myself. I really just want to say forget the deposit and screw work, I can't do this but I have to suck it up and at least give it a try. I am trying to be brave but everyday it is something new and I just don't want to miss it. I love my girl!!!
4 comments:
Norah looks like she is doing so well. It is wonderful to see her smile and I hope she keeps it up for her momma!
OH! I've missed your posts! I'm happy to see that Norah is doing well - and pulling up! Yay!
Stinks that you're back to work - we never did get together again. Maybe on a Saturday? I hope you're doing well with going back to work - it is hard, but the daycare sounds wonderful!!
So happy you posted!!
Glad to see you back. I was wondering how Norah was doing. She seems to be doing very well; that so good to see!
Whatta doll!! Glad to see an update.
Good wishes with returning to work - it is scary, I know!
Jenni
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