Update

I have a ton of pictures to post, but it's late, so I will give a written update, and do the pics later. Here goes:
I spoke too soon about sleep-full nights. They lasted one week. One. Week. Then Mira got congested and the last week as been miserable. Miserable. She has gone to bed great as usual, and then gotten up all night every 30 minutes to one hour after going back to sleep, and it has been miserable. It's so hard to know whether it's the congestion or teething or if she has decided that mommy and daddy are way more fun than sleep. Oh, and then there's the standing up in her crib. Definitely more fun than sleeping. Thus the lack of posts. The last two nights we let her cry. I know. It sucks (sorry Julie, I know you hate that word, but that's the most P.C. way to describe it). Sucks. Because now she sits up and can't lay back down and starts to fall asleep while sitting. And then starts to fall over and then whimpers because she's upset about almost falling over. My heart is crushed to pieces at seeing my poor little munchkin almost asleep while sitting up. I went to lay her down last night (at some horrible middle of the night time) and startled her when I touched her, which created more crying. Sad. Heartbreaking. Painful to think about. Sooooo, where does this leave us? She is still congested, so our decision is to go to her when she cries in case she is waking up due to being sick. Once she's over it we will let her "cry it out" if she isn't sleeping better. If you don't agree with that method, I am sorry. I don't agree with it either. BUT, the poor little sweet girl is so tired during the day from perpetual lack of sleep that in the long run it will be best for her to learn to go back to sleep on her own. Sigh.
(I didn't even mention that during the day when she was supposed to be napping she was falling asleep while standing up in her crib. Standing up...falling asleep. She has some will-power. It was cute and sad all at the same time)

I was tagged by Heather to list 7 things about myself. 7? I think that is right.

1. Tonight, I threw up. I know, totally disgusting. No, I'm not sick. I ate too much. Please try to muffle your laughs as much as possible. Abe and I went out to eat at our favorite restaurant in celebration of his birthday (October 7th) and our anniversary (September 4th). Deep Fork Grill. Mmmmm, best food ever. So, we had a super-delicious meal consisting of two appetizers (I know, we really like food): cheese and fruit platter, and bacon-wrapped chicken filled with artichoke hearts. Soup: beef and poblano. Entree: snapper with risotto. Dessert: chocolate lava cake. We split everything and it was delicious. So, why was I so full? I have no idea. I have eaten much more before, but for some reason my little tummy couldn't handle it and Abe had to pull over on our way home so I could hurl the delicious food I had just consumed. Sick.

2. I didn't like high school. Not my favorite 4 years of life. Lot's of tragedy and loss and I would not ever want to repeat those years of my life. Ever.

3. I love peanut butter. LOVE it. I don't know why, but it tastes so good and is so filling and I love it. I really want to try almond butter because I love almonds and think almond butter would be amazing. Julie had the great idea to make my own, which I have yet to do, but I will. Someday soon.

4. If I could eat all organic all the time I would do it for sure. I really have no reason for not doing it other than it does seem to cost quite a bit more than non-organic.

5. I love to read. Really really really enjoy reading. I don't get to do it enough. I have a book list of books I want and I intend on getting them all one day. (Okay, it's not a long list, but still)

6. I like music. A lot. I don't listen to music as much as I did pre-baby, but I really enjoy listening to music. It's usually worship music, but anything that tugs at my heartstrings I enjoy.

7. I'm copying off of Heather and saying that I love the idea of being organized, but I can't seem to get there. I'm not sure if it's the time involved in getting there or the idea of all the effort, but I love to day-dream about having a very organized house.

8. (I know, I only have to post 7, but I'm going above and beyond) I love all things girley. Make-up, shopping (i.e. clothes, shoes, accessories, etc.), romance, painted nails, arts and crafts, girley mooshey smooshey things and I hope Mira is a girley girl too (not that I would complain if she played a sport or two, but as long as we can shop together and ponder the latest make-up find, I'm cool)

9. (I know, I just keep thinking of things) I have prayed about a football game a time or two (or three or four or more) in the past. Only OSU football, of course. At first my prayers were that we would win, but then I realized that maybe that wasn't God's plan, so I started praying that all the players would stay safe and that the best team would win. Did I just jump from girley girl to prayers about football games? I think I did.

So, I know I'm supposed to tag someone, but I'm breaking all the rules and not tagging anyone. Lame, I know, but so is throwing up a delicious meal and I already did that tonight. Gross.