I'm a bad blogger. Apparently, it takes me being sick to stop and take the time to post a new blog. I was just reading the last time I blogged and noticed it was during Spring break! Too much has happened. Rowan has been well except for the stomach flu she had over the weekend that she passed along to her mommy and daddy. She still has fluid in her ears so after meeting with the ENT, she'll be getting tubes on May 14 (next week!!). I keep telling myself that it's for the best and she'll be fine.
She's already 7 months old and it's so hard to believe. I can't believe how much she changes day to day and week to week. She's aware of who we are and she begins to cry when we leave the room. She's figured out that if she stops and smiles, it eventually gets our attention. It's her way of getting noticed. She loves to roll around and can now push herself up with her arms fully extended out straight. We're still waiting for teeth and for signs of crawling...who needs to crawl when you're held a lot :) ? She loves to screech and holler. We affectionately call it "talking." I have finally put the clothes away that doesn't fit her and strangely, I found it a little sad. I wondered if I'd have another child and if it'd be a girl to be able to wear those cute little clothes again. She's so long, so big, and becoming more and more interactive with the world around her.
I'm trying to survive the end of the school year and all the chaos it brings. There seems to be suddenly so much to do that you can't really do ahead of time, but rather when it beckons. I keep telling myself that I can do it. We have 15 1/2 days left but who's counting? After school's out, we make our trip to San Diego. It'll be our first time out there together and Rowan's first time on a plane. Surely, it will be fine to travel with an 8 month old...
