Lots going on.

Wow it has been a long time since I updated my blog. Well here goes. First, my Pops has an enlarged liver, and this is supposedly the culprit that is causing him such grief. His doctor says that he can control the size of it with a low fat diet. Who knows? He has been having episodes again of upset stomach.

Next, who put something in the water?? My sister-in-law, Heather Lee, is expecting another baby, and my cousin, Chenequa Clayton called the day after my birthday and said that she is pregnant again. Chenequa's baby, Hannah, is only a few days younger than Laramy. Congratulations to both of you. As I was retiring some of Laramy's outgrown clothes into the storage box, I must admit that I got a little misty eyed, but then I looked at my feet. Yes, my feet! Reason being that I had to wear hot pink and lime green Croc flip flops for the third trimester of my pregnancy even to work. The bottoms of those things are slick. They were the only thing that stretched out enough to fit my swollen feet. I even wore them to work with my business attire. Ooh la la! Anyway to the point, I had severe swollen feet and legs even after I gave birth to Laramy, which produced a horrible case of ingrown toenails. It took about two and a half weeks for all 50 lbs or so of fluid to start coming off my body. These messed up toenails have prevented me from wearing closed toed shoes for over 6 months. So as I looked at my new New Balance Running Shoes that I was sporting, I quickly dried up the tears. Yeap, I begin to pitch those little clothes into the big blue box like no body's business. I still want more children, but later on. I will probably be the next to report that someone has tampered my water too. That would be too ironic.

Laramy is now 7 months old, or she was on Jan 24. She is going through the mommy is leaving me anxiety. It is getting better, but I could not go to the bathroom without her having a complete meltdown. I mean she had to see me at all times. The sound of my voice from another room didn't comfort her. She has fell in love with one of the decorative pillows that is on my bed. Laramy can say "Momma." Which I am really loving. :O) I mopped the floor Monday and completed a lot of household chores. I didn't realize that I was not talking as much as usual to her, but every time I would pick her up she would just cling to me and bury her head into my chest and neck. She went down for a nap with her favorite pillow on the big bed and slept for almost 2 hours gripping my hand with both of hers. Pitiful. Today she got to have her first ride around the house in the clothes basket. Tonight she finally started having a lot more to do with Zac. She has been all about me lately, but I was very happy that she and Zac were able to play again for awhile without a meltdown. Below are some pics of her.

Zac and Laramy playing with her baby dogie and sock monkey!

Notice the pacifier and John Deere Rattle.

I took this one after she rolled off of her favorite pillow.

The toy that she has her hand on has become one of her favorites to play with.