Showing posts with label Motherhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Motherhood. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Busy Lady
Every day Craig and I have "couch time", this is something we've been doing for about 2yrs or so and love what it does for our family. When he gets home from work, he greets me and the kids and then we head to the couch to catch up on each of our days. The kids stay in the living room with some toys on the floor but do not join us on the couch or in our conversation. The daily exercise helps our kids take note of the importance of marriage and communication. Craig and I get to talk uninterrupted for a few mins, the other day he stopped me mid sentence and said "what play date did you have today"? and I said, "ugh! aren't you listening,..MOPS"! The next day he asked the same question and I replied with the same tone "...my HAND meeting"!, the day after that I said "...TCBN meeting". After a couple of these talks, I realized he was confused because I have SO MANY things that I take part in. I mean, I am really busy and usually booked for the week with all kinds of play dates, meetings, church events, and the list just go on.
Here is the the official list of the things the kids and I do:
Playgroup- neighborhood playgroup meets every Monday at someones house or off site places also
MOPS- ( Mothers Of Pre-schoolers) we meet at our awesome church on the 1st & 3rd Wed of the month, I'm a member and no longer on the steering committee
HAND- (Home birth Association of North Dallas) we meet in Fort Worth the 1st Mon of the month,
MoFo- (MOthers FOrever) we meet randomly but usually weekly at night when our kids are asleep at each others homes to eat"naughty" food such as pizza and ice cream
Real Healthy Housewives of Tarrant County- we share healthy recipe ideas
Praying Wives- we meet weekly on Tues mornings to pray for our husbands
DFW Moms Around Town- random meetings with moms to talk about breast feeding, EC, baby wearing and home birthing
Holistic Moms Network- we meet monthly to talk about holistic health and green living
GEMS- (Godly Encouragement for Mothers)- meetings are once every 3mths I think, great meetings on parenting and marriage
I do attend these groups on a regular basis, I cant believe I was getting annoyed that Craig "wasn't listening" to me. The poor guy was just confused! Seeing it all on here, I can totally see why, I'm exhausted just typing it out! whew!
Here is the the official list of the things the kids and I do:
Playgroup- neighborhood playgroup meets every Monday at someones house or off site places also
MOPS- ( Mothers Of Pre-schoolers) we meet at our awesome church on the 1st & 3rd Wed of the month, I'm a member and no longer on the steering committee
HAND- (Home birth Association of North Dallas) we meet in Fort Worth the 1st Mon of the month,
MoFo- (MOthers FOrever) we meet randomly but usually weekly at night when our kids are asleep at each others homes to eat"naughty" food such as pizza and ice cream
Real Healthy Housewives of Tarrant County- we share healthy recipe ideas
Praying Wives- we meet weekly on Tues mornings to pray for our husbands
DFW Moms Around Town- random meetings with moms to talk about breast feeding, EC, baby wearing and home birthing
Holistic Moms Network- we meet monthly to talk about holistic health and green living
GEMS- (Godly Encouragement for Mothers)- meetings are once every 3mths I think, great meetings on parenting and marriage
I do attend these groups on a regular basis, I cant believe I was getting annoyed that Craig "wasn't listening" to me. The poor guy was just confused! Seeing it all on here, I can totally see why, I'm exhausted just typing it out! whew!
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Birth Story for Crew
We have finally welcomed our baby boy into our home! We are thrilled to have him as part of the Odom family. Mommy, baby Crew, Daddy and new big sis Irina are all doing well.
I wanted to share what my birth story looked like, I know having a home birth is a strange concept to some. If you have any questions just ask, I love talking about natural childbirth. I have to mention that I did not hate my experience with Irina at the hospital. It was a good experience, I had an epidural and delivered her vaginally with no problems at all. So, I am not the type of person who bashes MD's, pain medications or hospitals; I am just PRO a natural life style.
Aug 19th about 8am- I lost my mucous plug while laying down on the couch waiting for Irina to wake up. I texted my midwife Donnellyn and she tells me to rest, eat healthy, and to stay hydrated. She thinks labor could start in 24/48 hrs because I was past my due date. I didn't believe her, I was 8 days over due and thought he was never coming out into the 110 degree Texas weather. I also have enjoyed the fact that my midwife loves to text, any question I had was answered in minutes, no matter the time, weekend or holiday. No leaving a message and waiting for a nurse to call back on the next business day, she was always available to me. The whole day I felt some cramps here and there but nothing painful. I had been feeling mild cramps on and off for the past couple of weeks so this didn't raise any concern to me. We went to dinner at my moms casa about 6pm and I did notice the cramps were a little more frequent and had sort of a pinching feeling also. I thought about saying something to Craig but decided not to, they were only cramps after all. We got home and I was feeling restless so I asked Laura Mancuso if I could come over to work on a sewing project, she was free and I drove to her house just after 8pm. We were working away when I started to feel the cramps getting stronger, just strong enough for me to have to stop walking and hold my tummy. Later on Laura Roskin came over and brought some yummy coke floats for us to enjoy. While taking a chat break, John Mancuso asked to see my baby bump (fun fact: not the first time he asked to see it) so I lifted my shirt to expose "the belly". We all stared at my HUGE tummy and commented on how amazing pregnancy is. As we worked, I was definitely feeling some pain with the cramps and even took a quick breath through a few of them. At this point I start to think that I might be in early labor, but didn't tell the girls. The Lauras would look at each other then look at me as though I could pop any second. At 10:30pm I decided to go home and rest, I wanted to see if the cramps would continue or go away. Craig and I thought that it was the start of what was going to be a long night so we decided to not contact Donnellyn aka "D". Hours go by and I can not sleep, there is no way to get comfortable in bed and the darn coke floats gave me gas and heart burn. All the while my cramps are on and off, some are getting painful and I knew by this point they were contractions and not just cramps.
It was Friday, Aug 20th near 1am when I first text D that I was having mild sporadic contractions. After texting back and forth with contraction details she tells me to take 2 benadryl and soak in a warm bath. If this was false labor, the meds and bath would stall the contractions. I follow her instructions and my contractions were only getting more and more painful. It is 2:34am and Craig sends D information about my contractions, how long they re lasting and how far apart they are. At 2:59am D and the birth team are on their way to my house. The team arrives some time between 3:15-3:20am, I am in my tub breathing through my contractions and trying to stay relaxed so my body will work in the most efficient way. I would get out for bathroom breaks but the contractions felt longer and sharper, so I was quick to get back in the water. I was focused on each contraction, I knew that every single one led me closer to holding my baby in my arms. Each one was stronger and longer than the previous, in between I had short breaks. I was so relaxed that I sort of slept during the quick pauses. I'm my head I repeated several things to myself and sometimes said them aloud, here are a few: "my body is amazing, it can and will do this", "God made my body", "I can do all things through Christ", "thank you Lord for my baby", "come on baby Crew, I wanna see you". It's 4:20am, my contractions are getting more and more powerful and I'm fighting the urge to push. I need to add that this whole time, I have not gotten "checked" to see how dilated or how effaced my cervix is. D can tell what stage a womans body is in by other characteristics such as the tone of her voice during the peak of a contraction. I was waiting for an update like "you're a 6" or "you're a 10, almost there" but I never got one. Looking back, they were letting my body do what it needed to do on its own, there was no point in "checking" or saying anything at all. My body was made to do this and that whole concept amazes me still. Ok, so I'm fighting the urge to push...D says "you're in pain and feelings lots of pressure because your bag is bulging, do you want my to break your water"? I wanted to push and rupture the bag on my own so I got into a squatting position in the tub. A few contractions went by and the bag was not breaking, at 4:32am I ask her to do it for me. The next contraction was so very different than all the others, this was INTENSE and took the pain to a whole new level. I felt tons of pressure and the pain turned into a burning sensation. I knew he was ready to come out, I knew I was a 10 and I knew that he was crowning. I knew what my body was doing, I could feel him coming down into the birth canal! A couple of contractions later I started to push, no one told me what to do; it was my body doing what was necessary. Once his head was was out, I felt some relief from the stinging and burning. In case you're worried, the baby continues to receive oxygen through the umbilical cord. It took 2 more contractions and our baby boy Everett Crew Odom was born. His Daddy delivered him in water, he was the first to hold him and then he lay him on my chest. After he was born, ALL my pain immediately disappeared and I felt fabulous. God blessed us with a wonderful birthing experience, I am so thankful to Him.
This whole time Irina has been sound asleep in her room in her own bed, nice perk to having a home birth :) She went to bed at 8pm and woke up at the next day at 8:30am to a new baby brother. I love that we didn't have to wake her or make late night phone calls to family members to babysit. Gods timing was perfect!
This whole experience is mind blowing to me, I can't believe how well the female body can handle natural child birth. I used to be (still am) in awe of breast feeding and how a mother alone can sustain the life of her newborn baby. This has only increased the level of respect I have for my body but most of all for God who made me and all things. I know it sounds "hippie" and cliche but it's true for me.
here is a link to a couple of pics that my birth photographer: Crew {Fort Worth Birth Photography}
I wanted to share what my birth story looked like, I know having a home birth is a strange concept to some. If you have any questions just ask, I love talking about natural childbirth. I have to mention that I did not hate my experience with Irina at the hospital. It was a good experience, I had an epidural and delivered her vaginally with no problems at all. So, I am not the type of person who bashes MD's, pain medications or hospitals; I am just PRO a natural life style.
Aug 19th about 8am- I lost my mucous plug while laying down on the couch waiting for Irina to wake up. I texted my midwife Donnellyn and she tells me to rest, eat healthy, and to stay hydrated. She thinks labor could start in 24/48 hrs because I was past my due date. I didn't believe her, I was 8 days over due and thought he was never coming out into the 110 degree Texas weather. I also have enjoyed the fact that my midwife loves to text, any question I had was answered in minutes, no matter the time, weekend or holiday. No leaving a message and waiting for a nurse to call back on the next business day, she was always available to me. The whole day I felt some cramps here and there but nothing painful. I had been feeling mild cramps on and off for the past couple of weeks so this didn't raise any concern to me. We went to dinner at my moms casa about 6pm and I did notice the cramps were a little more frequent and had sort of a pinching feeling also. I thought about saying something to Craig but decided not to, they were only cramps after all. We got home and I was feeling restless so I asked Laura Mancuso if I could come over to work on a sewing project, she was free and I drove to her house just after 8pm. We were working away when I started to feel the cramps getting stronger, just strong enough for me to have to stop walking and hold my tummy. Later on Laura Roskin came over and brought some yummy coke floats for us to enjoy. While taking a chat break, John Mancuso asked to see my baby bump (fun fact: not the first time he asked to see it) so I lifted my shirt to expose "the belly". We all stared at my HUGE tummy and commented on how amazing pregnancy is. As we worked, I was definitely feeling some pain with the cramps and even took a quick breath through a few of them. At this point I start to think that I might be in early labor, but didn't tell the girls. The Lauras would look at each other then look at me as though I could pop any second. At 10:30pm I decided to go home and rest, I wanted to see if the cramps would continue or go away. Craig and I thought that it was the start of what was going to be a long night so we decided to not contact Donnellyn aka "D". Hours go by and I can not sleep, there is no way to get comfortable in bed and the darn coke floats gave me gas and heart burn. All the while my cramps are on and off, some are getting painful and I knew by this point they were contractions and not just cramps.
It was Friday, Aug 20th near 1am when I first text D that I was having mild sporadic contractions. After texting back and forth with contraction details she tells me to take 2 benadryl and soak in a warm bath. If this was false labor, the meds and bath would stall the contractions. I follow her instructions and my contractions were only getting more and more painful. It is 2:34am and Craig sends D information about my contractions, how long they re lasting and how far apart they are. At 2:59am D and the birth team are on their way to my house. The team arrives some time between 3:15-3:20am, I am in my tub breathing through my contractions and trying to stay relaxed so my body will work in the most efficient way. I would get out for bathroom breaks but the contractions felt longer and sharper, so I was quick to get back in the water. I was focused on each contraction, I knew that every single one led me closer to holding my baby in my arms. Each one was stronger and longer than the previous, in between I had short breaks. I was so relaxed that I sort of slept during the quick pauses. I'm my head I repeated several things to myself and sometimes said them aloud, here are a few: "my body is amazing, it can and will do this", "God made my body", "I can do all things through Christ", "thank you Lord for my baby", "come on baby Crew, I wanna see you". It's 4:20am, my contractions are getting more and more powerful and I'm fighting the urge to push. I need to add that this whole time, I have not gotten "checked" to see how dilated or how effaced my cervix is. D can tell what stage a womans body is in by other characteristics such as the tone of her voice during the peak of a contraction. I was waiting for an update like "you're a 6" or "you're a 10, almost there" but I never got one. Looking back, they were letting my body do what it needed to do on its own, there was no point in "checking" or saying anything at all. My body was made to do this and that whole concept amazes me still. Ok, so I'm fighting the urge to push...D says "you're in pain and feelings lots of pressure because your bag is bulging, do you want my to break your water"? I wanted to push and rupture the bag on my own so I got into a squatting position in the tub. A few contractions went by and the bag was not breaking, at 4:32am I ask her to do it for me. The next contraction was so very different than all the others, this was INTENSE and took the pain to a whole new level. I felt tons of pressure and the pain turned into a burning sensation. I knew he was ready to come out, I knew I was a 10 and I knew that he was crowning. I knew what my body was doing, I could feel him coming down into the birth canal! A couple of contractions later I started to push, no one told me what to do; it was my body doing what was necessary. Once his head was was out, I felt some relief from the stinging and burning. In case you're worried, the baby continues to receive oxygen through the umbilical cord. It took 2 more contractions and our baby boy Everett Crew Odom was born. His Daddy delivered him in water, he was the first to hold him and then he lay him on my chest. After he was born, ALL my pain immediately disappeared and I felt fabulous. God blessed us with a wonderful birthing experience, I am so thankful to Him.
This whole time Irina has been sound asleep in her room in her own bed, nice perk to having a home birth :) She went to bed at 8pm and woke up at the next day at 8:30am to a new baby brother. I love that we didn't have to wake her or make late night phone calls to family members to babysit. Gods timing was perfect!
This whole experience is mind blowing to me, I can't believe how well the female body can handle natural child birth. I used to be (still am) in awe of breast feeding and how a mother alone can sustain the life of her newborn baby. This has only increased the level of respect I have for my body but most of all for God who made me and all things. I know it sounds "hippie" and cliche but it's true for me.
here is a link to a couple of pics that my birth photographer: Crew {Fort Worth Birth Photography}
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Everett Crew Odom
Everett Crew Odom
8lbs 10oz & 20 1/2in long
Irina meeting Crew for the very first time, I couldn't take my eyes off of her
Donnellyn doing the APGAR exam on Crew
Saturday, August 28, 2010
41 WEEKS 1DAY
41 weeks 1 day preggo
Pics were taken just before 11pm Aug19th, Everett Crew Odom was born at 4:44am Aug 20th. About 6hours after taking this photo, I had my baby boy in my arms!
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Her & I (lots of pics) Part 2
first bfast at her new table
she felt so big
someone at a playdate poked her eye and she wanted a bandaid, this is how i found her during nap time. silly girl!
"the girls" irina, abbie and kimmie @ Chuck E Cheese
abbie, kimmie and irina
Irina swimming with Datty
one of our MANY dance party sessions
get down!
family pic at the mini train station
making a home made pizza!some places we visited and have no photos of are:
HURRICANE HARBOR
PICNIC AT THE GAZEBO AT THE GRAPEVINE FARMERS MARKET
FT WORTH MUSEUM
HALTOM CITY SPLASH PARK
STORY TIME AT SUMMERGLEN LIBRARY
FREE MOVIES AT FOSSIL CREEK THEATRE
PLAY TIME AT RIDGMAR MALL
HURRICANE HARBOR
PICNIC AT THE GAZEBO AT THE GRAPEVINE FARMERS MARKET
FT WORTH MUSEUM
HALTOM CITY SPLASH PARK
STORY TIME AT SUMMERGLEN LIBRARY
FREE MOVIES AT FOSSIL CREEK THEATRE
PLAY TIME AT RIDGMAR MALL
Her & I (lots of pics)
Irina & Datty once again riding the train
Daddy & Irina @ the community pool
Mikey & Irina @ the pool
Liams 2nd bday party @ Bedford Splash
4th of July
riding the mini train with Irina for like the 10th time this summer
(excuse the left side of my preggo body pls)Irina & Liam @ the observation deck
watching the planes
Irina & Mommy40 WEEKS
I'm a little behind on blogging once again, but I have been really busy these days. I have been keeping the house in order for the home birth and when I'm not cleaning or organizing; I'm spending quality time with Irina. As I type this my due date has come and gone, I'm about 5days overdue (i say "about" b/c who really knows). I LOVE being pregnant, it was true with Irina and its still true with this baby. However, at night I can hardly keep a positive thought in my mind. I'm so uncomfortable, it doesn't matter how and where I sit or lay down; I'm just miserable! My feet are swollen and sore from playing with Irina and just carrying around nearly 40 extra pounds of weight! I am enjoying the excitement of now knowing when this will all happen, I'm so ready to see his little face!
Monday, August 2, 2010
Maternity Photos
Last weekend my good friend Rose took some maternity photos of baby odom #2. She took my photos when I was expecting Irina and I loved them, 2 1/2 years later she has only further mastered her art of photography. I used to work with her at a local credit union and we've stayed in touch over the years. She graduated from TCU with a degree in photo-journalism and uses it working with the Dallas Morning Newspaper. I wanted photos of just myself because thats what I took with Irina, we went to the Botanic Gardens and had a blast. She also painted a portrait of Irina nursing for me and I enjoy walking by the wall its hung on, I will have to contract her for the same job with this baby also.
I LOVE the photos! When I see these photos, it makes me want to stay pregnant longer, the way God designed our bodies to do this job is just amazing to me. I dont think I look "fat" and I dont hate that I've gained weight in my face, arms and everywhere else anymore. This is my body creating another member of my family, my body has changed and I'm happy to be able to experience this again.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Pregnancy #2
I'm nearly 36week preggers and enjoying every day of it (not so much at night when I get heartburn and knee pain). I'm a little sad that its going to be over so soon but I'm also ready to meet him! He is much more active at night and likes to turn and twist more than kicking. His room is almost complete and his closet and dresser are full with clean clothes. I stay up at night wondering what he looks like, how his voice will sound and most of all how much I will love him. Will I love him like I love my first baby? Is my love enough for both of them? Will my love be divided or will it grow like other moms tell me? I know one thing: he is already so special to me, I love him playing with my ribs.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
30 WEEKS PREGGERS
30 weeks w/ baby odom #2
My pregnancy has really started to fly by at this point, I'm trying to relish every day. I LOVE feeling him kick and turn inside my tummy. Its such an amazing thing when you think about it, a tiny human is being formed from head to toe; its truly a miracle. This baby likes to kick at night mostly, not like his sister at all. His kicks seem stronger to me as well and he likes to sit on my right side, up towards my ribs. Recently I think he's been getting the hiccups, I feel a constant rhythmic thumping and can only assume that's what it is. I cant wait to meet him!
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Daddy's Girl
datty, irina & fred
datty kissing irina
irina "tissing" her dattyFriday, April 2, 2010
Loving Two
I walk along holding your 2-year-old hand, basking in the glow of our magical relationship. Suddenly I feel a kick from within, as if to remind me that our time alone is limited. And I wonder: how could I ever love another child as I love you?
Then he is born, and I watch you. I watch the pain you feel at having to share me as you’ve never shared me before.
I hear you telling me in your own way, “Please love only me”. And I hear myself telling you in mine, “I can’t”, knowing, in fact, that I never can again.
You cry. I cry with you. I almost see our new baby as an intruder on the precious relationship we once shared. A relationship we can never quite have again.
But then, barely noticing, I find myself attached to that new being, and feeling almost guilty. I’m afraid to let you see me enjoying him, as though I am betraying you.
But then I notice your resentment change, first to curiosity, then to protectiveness, finally to genuine affection.
More days pass, and we are settling into a new routine. The memory of days with just the two of us is fading fast.
But something else is replacing those wonderful times we shared, just we two. There are new times – only now, we are three. I watch the love between you grow, the way you look at each other, touch each other.
I watch how he adores you – as I have for so long. I see how excited you are by each of his new accomplish ments. And I begin to realize that I haven’t taken something from you, I’ve given something to you. I notice that I am no longer afraid to share my love openly with both of you.
I find that my love for each of you is as different as you are, but equally strong. And my question is finally answered, to my amazement. Yes, I can love another child as much as I love you – only differently.
And although I realize that you may have to share my time, I now know you’ll never share my love. There’s enough of that for both of you – you each have your own supply.
I love you – both. And I thank you both for blessing my life.
Author Unknown
This is something my neighbor Christal emailed me after I told her how I felt about being pregnant. We were of course trying for this pregnancy and were very excited that it happened so quickly. However, I was NOT expecting to feel sadness and guilt when the test turned positive. It took only seconds for me to realize that Irina and I would only have 9months left together as just the two of us. I talked to a few friends about my feelings and a couple said they understood my emotions, they said they would slowly go away. Im half way through my pregnancy and the feelings have faded but Im afraid they will never go away completely. I totally related to the first part of the poem, when I feel the baby kick, its an amazing feeling that is short lived because it reminds me that things with my daughter will never be the same. I am going to make the most of this summer with Irina- just me & her. At this point I can only hope that I feel the way the rest of the poem continues on.
Then he is born, and I watch you. I watch the pain you feel at having to share me as you’ve never shared me before.
I hear you telling me in your own way, “Please love only me”. And I hear myself telling you in mine, “I can’t”, knowing, in fact, that I never can again.
You cry. I cry with you. I almost see our new baby as an intruder on the precious relationship we once shared. A relationship we can never quite have again.
But then, barely noticing, I find myself attached to that new being, and feeling almost guilty. I’m afraid to let you see me enjoying him, as though I am betraying you.
But then I notice your resentment change, first to curiosity, then to protectiveness, finally to genuine affection.
More days pass, and we are settling into a new routine. The memory of days with just the two of us is fading fast.
But something else is replacing those wonderful times we shared, just we two. There are new times – only now, we are three. I watch the love between you grow, the way you look at each other, touch each other.
I watch how he adores you – as I have for so long. I see how excited you are by each of his new accomplish ments. And I begin to realize that I haven’t taken something from you, I’ve given something to you. I notice that I am no longer afraid to share my love openly with both of you.
I find that my love for each of you is as different as you are, but equally strong. And my question is finally answered, to my amazement. Yes, I can love another child as much as I love you – only differently.
And although I realize that you may have to share my time, I now know you’ll never share my love. There’s enough of that for both of you – you each have your own supply.
I love you – both. And I thank you both for blessing my life.
Author Unknown
This is something my neighbor Christal emailed me after I told her how I felt about being pregnant. We were of course trying for this pregnancy and were very excited that it happened so quickly. However, I was NOT expecting to feel sadness and guilt when the test turned positive. It took only seconds for me to realize that Irina and I would only have 9months left together as just the two of us. I talked to a few friends about my feelings and a couple said they understood my emotions, they said they would slowly go away. Im half way through my pregnancy and the feelings have faded but Im afraid they will never go away completely. I totally related to the first part of the poem, when I feel the baby kick, its an amazing feeling that is short lived because it reminds me that things with my daughter will never be the same. I am going to make the most of this summer with Irina- just me & her. At this point I can only hope that I feel the way the rest of the poem continues on.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Easter
re-purposed egg carton she used as her Easter egg basket
"dont touch"...
opening her Easter surprise from Grandma Theresa & Papa Gene
she is very much into puzzles these days
all the way from NC!
CHEESE!Irina had her Easter Party yesterday at school, she could not stop talking about it when I picked her up. I love listening to her tell me a story about something that happened to her. I would record it but it takes her like 30 minutes to get it all out. At school she made an Easter egg basket from an egg carton, wahoo- the school is re-using! She had a great time hunting for eggs! When we got home, we saw a big package at the front door and were excited to see what was inside. Grandma Theresa & Papa Gene sent her an Easter package full of fun and yummy treats. She was really excited about the wooden farm animal puzzle, its her favorite thing to do right now. I love watching her figure out the puzzles she works on, she is learning so much so quickly. She is my everything.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
irina talks about her poo-poo experience
Irina has been doing a great job with her potty training! Her accidents are gone almost entirely and she is also not being rewarded for going in the potty or being dry. I am so proud of her! Here is a video clip of her discussing the poo-poo experience she had that day. I was laughing SO hard! Enjoy!
Monday, March 8, 2010
Irina is ForwardFacing!
Irina turned 2 last month and is finally forward facing!! We kept her rear facing for as long as we could, we wanted to make sure she was in the safest position for as long as possible. She did not like the change at first but got used to it after a few days, it was different being able to see her for me also. The pic is of her dancing to her new fave song, "I gotta feeling". If you think Craig and I are crazy and over-protective, you're right. Especially when it comes to a car crash. It is much safer for a child to ride in a car rear facing until they are atleast 2yrs old, most parents I know switch to forward facing before their child is even 1yr old. If you dont believe that its safer, do the research. It's not going to hurt to look into it, right?
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