The Lady Gray

A household chronicle

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8 Months

Sorry I’ve been so absent lately!  Life’s been busy. The baby and I spent 2 weeks in North Carolina. We were down there for a sad reason – my childhood dog was dying and we went down to spend time with him and say goodbye. The trip ended up being a lot longer than I had originally anticipated, but I got the rare opportunity to spend time with both of my sisters! I usually see them for maybe 3 days at a time. We had a lot of fun!

8 months has been really eventful for us. At 8 months, 1 day, she crawled for the first time. Amazing!! She crawled right to my Mom, and I got to see it! I was so excited and in the moment that I forgot to get a video. She was slow at first, but now she’s a champ! She’ll get across the room in no time! The other day she crawled through the kitchen, down the hallway, and towards the front door so quickly! She was a little lady on a mission to explore. I think that it was only about 10 days after she started crawling that she pulled herself up for the first time. I missed it the first, second, and third time. But of course, now I see it all the time! I wasn’t prepared for how quickly she’d be on the move after she started crawling. Now that she’s pulling herself up, she’s edging around, falling down, etc. etc. etc. She keeps hurting herself when she falls and it is the most nerve wracking thing ever. I can’t bubble wrap her, but I don’t want her getting hurt! I know it’s normal, it’s just sad when she knocks herself.

Things I don’t want to forget:

  • Her goblin face. It’s my absolute favorite! Nose all scrunched up, mouth in a snarl! Adorable. She’s started doing it all the time!
  • She reaches for me now – if she’s on the floor, she’ll put her arms up for me, if she’s in someone else’s arms, she reaches out for me!
  • Food – she loves it! And if she sees me eating, she needs something too. I can no longer eat by myself.
  • Her hair is finally long enough on top to do a pony tail on top of her head. It’s the cutest thing in the world.
  • She plays and sings and babbles. She’s getting really good at independent play!
  • If she sees the cat, she’s instantly locked in. She calls out to the cat and cries to get closer. The cat is not so enthused about this development.
  • Her relationship with Archer is blossoming – she’s learning more about how to get him to lick her hands (if she has food on them, she’ll wave them around to get his attention) and she giggles when he runs around her.
  • She loves her Daddy. It’s so sweet.
  • The dancing! She bops up and down, especially when her toys play music! We chant “dance dance dance dance” and she grins at us.
  • Signing time. We watch Baby Signing Time and she LOVES it. It’s pretty much the only tv she watches. She hears the song and gets excited!

Things I’d like to forget:

  • I’m working on transitioning her to her crib. I don’t really like it. It’s 1000 times more work. I have to get up out of bed, nurse her (in the rocker, not in the bed) and then put her back in her crib. Ugh! But she won’t nurse down anymore during the daytime, so she needs to be in an enclosed space for her naps – she’s like a little ninja who is determined to crawl off the bed.
  • Baby proofing! Ugh. Such a pain in the butt.
  • With increased mobility comes increased risk of harm. We FINALLY got the gate installed at the top of the stairs, so I can stop worrying about her falling down them and cracking her head on the cold hard tile at the bottom.

All in all, 8 months has been pretty great. Not too many complaints!

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7 Months

To be honest…my baby is 1 week away from being 8 months old. This post is quite late!

Our trip to Hawaii was THE BEST. She was the best little traveler ever. She turned 7 months during our trip. Hawaii is probably the most magical place on Earth. None of my pictures could ever capture it’s beauty. None of my words will ever be able to fully represent some of the things we experienced. Just one word. MAGIC.


I’m really enjoying this age. Her personality is getting bigger and bigger, which I love. She’s quite literally the happiest baby I’ve ever met. Mischievous. Curious. Goofy. She loves anything that makes music, anything that lights up, anything with buttons. All 3 and it’s her sweet spot.

Things I don’t want to forget:

  • She can’t crawl, but she can low-crawl. She looks like something dragging themselves out of the lake. It’s so funny! She’s getting quite quick! If she sees a dog toy she will book it faster than you could imagine.
  • Her relationship with Archer is growing. He kisses her hands after she eats dinner and she giggles and waves it around some more so he’ll do it some more. When she wakes up, he’s ready and waiting to jump on the bed to greet her.
  • She loves music and dancing! Specifically, when I’m dancing around like a fool. We have fun together.
  • Things she can say: Dada,baba,yaya,nana. No mama, yet. I say it to her all the time now! Mamamamamama, come on baby, get it!
  • Becoming more ticklish! Mostly along her ribs/sternum. Her little giggles are like crack to me. More, more, more!!
  • She does this thing where she scrunches up her nose and breaths heavy in and out. It’s freaking hilarious!
  • She wakes up happy. It’s weird.

Things I’d like to forget:

  • She choked for the first time. On a piece of dried leaf she found in the carpet! Scariest moments of my life to date, but I sprung into action and got it out.
  • Her falling off of the bed for the first time. And the second time.
  • She still wakes up I’d say minimum 3 times a night. That’s not so wonderful.
  • Baby poo gets a lot grosser when they start eating real food. I’m glad she enjoys it on the way in, but I do NOT enjoy it on the way out!


6 months part 2

I should know never to try and write things at night. My brain is the worst about remembering things right now. I woke up this morning and remembered a few more things that I think are important!

Things I don’t want to forget:

  • Sitting up! She can now sit up. Like a pro. I can’t wait until she can push herself up to a seated position because right now she can only be seated if I plop her down.
  • Blowing bubbles! Blowing raspberries! She started with the raspberries and now she’s blowing bubbles constantly. Sometimes the noise of the bubble blowing gets on my nerves a bit because she likes to do it for a LONG time – but it’s still pretty cute!
  • Yesterday I mentioned that her newer hairs coming in are looking lighter. I still don’t love that. But, when you see her hair in the sun there are these gorgeous flecks of gold and red. I’m wondering if she’ll be a strawberry blonde, which I’ll admit, would be pretty cute.
  • I put her hair in a little pony tail on top of her head and died of cuteness. It’s not very full, but it’s so so so sweet!
  • I LOVE the look on her face when she is concentrating on something. It’s like I can see the wheels in her brain turning and moving as she’s trying to figure something out.

One of the coolest things about having a baby is that they change so quickly and so much. They can’t do something, and then all of a sudden they can! She couldn’t sit up for longer than 20 seconds or so, and then all of a sudden she could sit up for an extended period of time! She was so thrilled about being able to stay sitting up that she screamed with joy. The whole time! Shrieking! It was so cute to see her excitement about her new skill.

One of the things that is interesting about parenting is that everyone seems to have an opinion on how you should parent your child. Parenting isn’t a one size fit all deal. I think that it’s kind of uniquely tailored to your kid, even when you have multiple kids, what works for one might not work for another. One of the things that seems to distress people the most is that I’m not sleep training my child. When she cries in the night, I go to her. I give her the comfort that she wants and then we go back to sleep. People somehow think that if I don’t force her to figure it out herself that she will never figure out how to sleep through the night on her own. I think that’s kind of BS because eventually we all figure out that sleeping through the night is AWESOME. I wouldn’t say that I subscribe to any particular parenting approach. I agree with a lot of attachment parenting, but also the CTFD method. That stands for Calm the Fuck Down. It’s for me, not for my kid. Here’s a little info on it: CTFD. She didn’t used to take a nap unless it was on me. I would try so hard to get her to nap on her own and it never worked and she would end up skipping a nap and being a little shit. I decided that she’d figure it out eventually and just let her do it at her own pace. Lo and behold, she naps by herself now!

Anyways. She’s awesome!

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6 Months

I’m not quite sure how, but my baby’s 6 month birthday has come and gone. It’s almost a miracle. We’ve all survived! The little tiny baby who was practically blind and could simply exist but not really do anything except for sneeze has turned into someone completely magical. She smiles, beams, laughs, giggles, coos, babbles, whines, has little fits when you take her toy away or is somehow displeased…

She is technically about 6.5 months now and has developed quite the personality. Here are some things I don’t want to forget:

  • She loves naked time. If she could be naked constantly she would be so happy. This is why I have baby pee on all the things!
  • She LOVES dinnertime. It’s when she gets to eat. I make her baby food by steaming stuff and pureeing it with breastmilk. So far she’s tried apples, bananas, sweet potatoes, peas,zucchini, and avocado. She likes all of it, but either the bananas or the avocado upset her tummy. Also apples seem to make her fussy so she doesn’t get those any more. Zucchini, peas, and sweet potatoes are particular favorites of hers.
  • Bath-time is a huge hit. She’s figured out how to splash, which is messy but fun!
  • She rolls around all the time. She can’t crawl, so she just helicopters around. She’s started trying to do some planks so I think crawling is coming soon. I don’t want her to start – I’m fine with her being partially mobile!
  • Starting to like books more – still mostly wants to eat them!
  • I’m working harder on some baby signs with her. We have a DVD and that’s the only tv that she watches.
  • She still loves the dog and the cat. The dog is her best bud and the cat tolerates her nobly.

Some things I’m not sure I want to remember:

  • Still not sleeping through the night. But, we very recently took the front panel off of her crib and pushed it up against our bed. I feel like it’s a good transition to her sleeping in her own space.
  • Separation anxiety has begun. It’s not always, but we have started to get some hollering if I walk out of the room or if she feels like I’m too far from her. It’s particularly nasty at night when she wants to sleep attached to me.
  • She vomited for the first time which was really sad!!
  • She desperately wants to sleep on her belly but has a very hard time falling asleep like that. It has led to a lot of frustrated crying throughout the night.
  • Her naps are still about 45 minutes tops. She needs minimum 3 of those a day, but 4-5 is better. If she gets less than 3 naps she is a hot mess by bedtime.

The doctor said she’s very “healthy” when referring to her recent weight gain. At her 6 month appointment she weighed 15 pounds 14 ounces and was 27 inches long. Quite the gain! I need more 9 month clothes for her and I’m going to have to start putting away more of her 6 month clothes. She can’t even fit in her 6 month jammies!


The newer hairs growing in are lighter which makes me very sad. I want her to be a brunette like her mama!

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It’s been a week since my best friend here broke up with me. Or since we broke up. I’m kind of inclined to say she broke up with me, since she unfriended me on Facebook. We had definitely been drifting apart for some time. I think there was some tension under the surface that we didn’t really see.

IT SUCKS. I was definitely in the wrong on some things. She definitely overreacted to some things. The whole thing could have been handled so much better by both of us. Especially by me. You can’t control other people, you can only control your reactions to them. I need to work on controlling my reactions.

There are lots of bad parts in losing a friendship. I value my friendships very highly, especially in this military lifestyle. Friendships that are made with other military spouses are like lifelines – you’re in a new place, isolated from family and childhood friends. I now have friends that live all over the country, and even though we may not speak very often, I still love them and value them because of what they were to me when we lived in the same place. One of the bad parts of losing this friendship is that we have so many mutual friends. So I can’t talk to them about it, because that wouldn’t be fair to them. Also, it makes me feel INCREDIBLY awkward. Then I have lots of anxiety because I feel so awkward. I’m spending a lot of time second guessing whether or not I’m a bad person, bad friend, annoying, etc…all of those things that you deal with when your social anxiety acts up. But the biggest reason that losing this friendship sucks is because she was my person here. The one who I shared my dumb inane details and thoughts with. Things like: Evie can’t fit in 6 month jammies anymore, because she’s too tall now. Or, I made these cookies today, they tasted awesome! Or, gosh, isn’t it weird how in February when it’s 60 degrees you’re out in shorts, but if it’s the end of April and it’s 60 degrees you think it’s freezing and you’re dressed in a sweater?

I want to fix it but I don’t know how. I’m not sure how to make it better, and even if I tried to make it better, how could it ever go back to the way it was? I have zero experience in this. I feel incredibly out of my element. I sure do hate the way this makes me feel…I’m spending all day walking around with a ball of anxiety in my belly. Writing this has made me feel a little bit better, I guess. In some ways blogs are just online journals. That’s kind of cool.

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in the blink of an eye

In the blink of an eye, my baby is 6 months old. I’ll do her 6 months post later after I do her 6 month photos.

Little Genevieve is a true joy. I maybe should have named her Joy instead, since she is the embodiment of joy. Last night she laughed, hysterically, for probably an hour put together. Her little face lights up all day, every day. She sees strangers, she grins. She sees people she knows, she grins. I have never seen such a happy, friendly, smiley baby. It takes a lot to get her down.

Now that I’ve talked about how happy she is, let me tell you how sad she was last night. For some reason, she could not stay asleep. For the first few hours after I put her down, she would wake up, crying. Every time I’d go in, comfort her, put her back to sleep. It was incredibly frustrating. I’d complain to Jake – this child will not stay asleep! Fuck, tonight will be terrible! Then I took a shower, and the baby woke up. Jake went in to comfort her, and she freaked. If she wakes up and it’s him instead of me, it’s over. Bless him, he stayed with her, trying, until I got out of the shower. She was pretty distraught by this point. I took over, held her small body in my arms, and nursed her to sleep. I continued to hold her, staring down at her round face made easy by sleep. Her body was heavy in my arms. I could tell that all she wanted was the comfort and safety of being held by me, her mother.

There’s something strange about motherhood. This tiny being takes, takes, takes from you. They take all day and all night. Just when you think there’s nothing left to give, they take more. And somehow you make do. You give when you thought there was nothing left. Your baby does something small and sweet and you think: okay, you can have everything. Everything and more that I have to offer. The way that Evie sank so deeply into my arms – that was her small gift to me, allowing me to dig deeper, give more. Every morning when she wakes up I sing “good morning, good morning, to you! to you! good morning, good morning, to you!” and her face lights up into the biggest smile possible. It gives me the jumpstart I need for the day – even when I’ve been up all night.

I just can’t even believe that my baby is 6 months old. It’s true what they say – the days are long but the weeks are short.

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5 Months

5 months! 5 months old! She’s now actually about 5.5 months because I’m a couple weeks late with this post. But, it’s been a crazy couple of weeks and things are settling down.  We were at my parents’ house for about a week and a half and the dog came with us. You can imagine all of the packing I had to do! Little G has shown so much growth this month – it’s crazy. She weighs over 15 pounds and she feels so solid when you hold her.

Things I don’t want to forget:

  • The belly laughs – so many belly laughs!
  • She heard the word Buzz for the first time and laughed hysterically. Just remembering that moment of us saying buzz, buzz, buzz and her laughing her butt off makes me smile.
  • She smiles all the time. Constantly.
  • On our trip she must have met 50 people. Some for the first time, some for the second or third. She smiled at every single one of them. She made them all feel special. She makes everyone feel like they are special by smiling and cooing at them. What a trip!
  • She has put on so much weight this month. She feels so solid! And she’s got chunky little legs now. But, she CLEARLY doesn’t need so much of my milk anymore because she’s pooping almost every day. For the first time in her LIFE! I don’t know what to do with all this crapola – I’m not set up for constant poops! I’ll be getting some more wet bags and covers ASAP.
  • Rolling over. So much rolling over! Once, and then again. Now you can’t put her on her back without her popping over immediately. It makes changing her diaper very interesting!
  • She is trying to get up on her knees now. I can only imagine how quickly she will crawl from there. The beginning of the end, my friends!! I am definitely not excited about baby proofing.
  • Her hair is all the way down now. Excuse me while I sob! It’s down way past her shoulders, too.
  • She loves her dog. She loves chickens. She loves being outside.
  • Poor bunny has terrible allergies. Hoping she feels better soon!