eleven months old.

i want to cry while typing this. i'm sure that is why i have been putting this post off for nearly a month. my fresh out of the oven baby is 11 months old and some change. she is growing and changing every.single.day. it amazes me how she picks up on everything. she hit some pretty major milestones this past month.

- SHE STARTED CRAWLING - full force.
- 18lbs 10 oz. and 28 2/3rd inches tall [35th percentile overall].
- she went from two bottom teeth to to eight, literally overnight.

 - she eats real bite sized food now. this is so weird to me!
- she went to the beach for the first time!
- she still will not drink from a sippy cup. boo.

- she upgraded from her infant carrier to a big girl Britax [that post coming soon].
- we went to the fair for the first time. she was one inch too small to ride the carousel. broke my heart.
- has a slight infatuation with electrical outlets.
- got her first real "owie" by face planting on our coffee table. a big bruise right under her left eye. [ :( ]

- she had her first eye appointment.. i know right!? she is a smidge farsighted, had drops put her in eyes to dilate them [yeah, that was not fun] was soothed by a finger puppet and doesn't need to come back until she is three years old.
- we moved her crib to the lowest position. [tear]
-  she is turning into quite the impatient girl she must get that from me.

i am sure i am missing s o m e t h i n g, but i am still in awe and shock that she is nearly one year [THREE HUNDRED AND SIXTY FIVE DAYS] old.

enjoy the cuteness that is a baby on a beach.

crawling and sand. not to be confused with crawling in the sand.

the mister, the little and myself relocated to the beach for a long weekend. this was the first time vegas' little toes touched the sand. there is just something about babies, beaches and uninterrupted time with my husband that makes me all warm and fuzzy inside.

we had some much needed family time, even if only for three days. we went to myrtle beach, sc. not the most glamorous of beaches, but cj has family that lives there and happens to own an ocean front condo, so it was pretty much a no brainer.

while we were there, vegas decided to become a normal baby and actually starting crawling like, for real. exactly 11 months old before she did it. she was so early on most of her other milestones, but this one... not so much.

she wasn't too fond of the sand at first, so there was no crawling on the beach, thank you baby jesus. she loved the ocean, just not too much of it at one time. it only took one mouthful of saltwater to initiate herself to the beach. she sunned with mom, peed on dad [hilarious] and rubbed sand in her eyes about 578 times, give or take.

she is going to be a golden goddess like her mom was as a kid. WHAT HAPPENED TO ME?! I AM SO WHITE! i guess i will be happy in a few years when i am hopefully not getting a melanoma removed from baking in the sun. but everyone knows that most people look a little better with a little color on them. boo, just boo.

so, im officially [that] mom.

you know, the one who turns her back for ONE tiny second and her too old for her own good daughter decides that she is going to roll over for the [first time], and roll right off of her changing pad right on to the FLOOR. i mean, face first.

i died

like d e a d.

at that moment i realized the days of taking my eyes off of my newborn baby even for one second, flew out of the window and i'm pretty sure i heard the swoosh as it went right on by me.

obviously all maternal instincts came rushing to me at once when i scooped my teary eyed baby girl off the carpet and into my lap. she cried for a whole 43 seconds, and then laughed at me. i was too busy checking her limbs, face and head to notice that she didn't have a scratch on her, and she was acting normal. i felt like the worst mother in the world. i mean, who lets their 122 day old baby [almost 4 months, if you don't want to do the math] grow up and decide that she is going to learn how to roll over in the most inconvenient spot imaginable?! i felt so bad, vegas got to snuggle with mommy way past her bedtime.

to make matters worse, the needle lady at our pediatrician has a date with miss v tomorrow - her actual 4 month birthday - to give her the 4 month cocktail of vaccines.

oh and she is getting her ears pierced this weekend.

mother of the year, right here.  ::points double fingers at myself::