I was just looking through the pictures I took from Thanksgiving Day. and sadly, there weren't very many. My dad took a bunch of pictures, and even though I was hoping for one that was Christmas card worthy, it didn't happen. I've really got to start taming the sprouts growing on my head.
we were on the fence about whether or not we wanted to head out into the Black Friday madness, and decided to test the waters by going to Toys R Us at midnight. seeing that the line stretched the entire length of the shopping center, we went home to sleep instead. We did go shopping in the morning, and were surprised to find the stores not as crowded as we expected. did some damage at Costco, and Keira scored her Christmas gift from Po Po and Gung Gung too.
my parents got her the activity center that's next to her. it's pretty similar to those that you see in doctors' offices, with the beads and interactive side panels. our living room is becoming more and more like a day care center nowadays.
Keira is about 50/50 as far as her time spent walking versus crawling. she definitely gets from point A to point B faster if she crawls, but she is quite determined to conquer the walking thing. she holds her arms up and in front of her to keep her balance and can go from sitting to standing to walking pretty well. Mike and I still can't believe how fast she progressed from just a few steps to walking from room to room. it was pretty much just a few days!
she's sleeping through the night more consistently too, which is a relief for Mike and I. she'll usually go to bed somewhere between 7 and 9pm, and will usually wake between 430 and 6 the next morning. as much as I wish she would wake up later, I'm just thankful she's sleeping 8 to 9 hours a night. it's about darn time!!
Keiracontinues to eat like a champ, and can feed herself if given the chance. we gave her some rice at dinner tonight...and it ended up all over her clothes and face. for now, Mommy and Daddy will do the feeding.
I've decided that it's time to starting weaning Keira. pumping at work was becoming an annoyance, and my milk production is minimal. I may produce enough for one feeding, but no where near enough to sustain her. She takes formula with no problem, and she's just a few months away from being able to take cow's milk. I usually nurse her once or twice a day, in the morning when she wakes and sometimes before bed. as much as I am looking forward to having freedom from breastfeeding, I know I'm going to miss the closeness it offers me and Keira as well.
I'm off to bed now, I've got to work tomorrow and really should've been in bed an hour ago. I still cherish my sleep and could use every little second I can get.