I must have been born in October for a reason. It's because we were meant to be, October and I. We fell in love on October 30th 1990..and its only gotten better since.
Abby and I took our first mini trip to a farm today. Papa Johns farm that is, just a little place right down the road from our apartment..but, we still had fun.
We ran through pumpkin patches, looked through fresh produce & said hi to animals in the barn.
For the sake of the season, we headed out with a bag of red delicious apples, a mini pumpkin that Abby picked out, and a fresh jug of apple cider. Once we got home, your girl right here attempted her first home made apple pie.
It tasted yummy..but it wasn't too pretty. Okay, it was freaking ugly. Which is why I am not posting a picture :) I got Jackie's approval though, she stopped by on her way home from work for a visit and thought the pie was eatable..at least it tasted yummy. & Speaking of cooking disasters, I bought GREEN meat from the grocery store tonight, ew! Jake has been begging me to make his favorite dinner for weeks now..ground beef & gravy with noodles. So, I finally gave in and was going to make it...and of course! I open the package and realize its green and sour. Gross. We settled with deer meat as a substitute, but I wasn't exactly satisfied with how it turned out. Jake liked it, but I think he was just being nice :p
In the world of Abby - she is totally excited about her new fish tank she got for her birthday! She comes up to me several times a day, reaches her arms up for me, and says "beesh! beesh!"..because she wants to go look at her new fishy tank! Its soo cute. & So is she :)
In the world of Abby con. - bedtime is no longer something she's a fan of. The little pistol was up until almost midnight tonight. We fought bedtime for almost 4 hours, it was emotionally draining for all of us. One time, I tried to let her "cry it out" for a few minutes, and she was crying so hard by the time I got in there that she could hardly catch her breath. It totally broke me, and I cried with her. I have NEVER seen her like this before. Finally, I turned out all the lights in the living room & we cuddled on the couch, watching Mickey Mouse. She was restless, and obviously exhausted..so, I tried one last time to lay her back down in her crib, and her eyes closed automatically. *Sigh of relief* Not for me though, for her. I tip toed out of her room and sat on the floor outside her bedroom for almost 10 minutes. Waiting to her a fuss, hoping she'd let herself sleep..all with my head in my hands & feeling so guilty about the whole thing. I know it wasn't "my" fault it was such a rough night, but I still feel so bad. I hope that she doesn't fall asleep and think I didn't want her or love her, I just wanted the poor little exhausted baby to fall asleep. I hope that she's not sick and I hope that she knows how much I love her, and how seeing her so upset tears me apart. I want to go into her room and pick her up, tell her that I'm sorry that tonight didn't go as smoothly as it usually does but I still love her all the same. *Sigh of mommy sadness* Tomorrow will be a better day, and in a lighter note - I sure hope this means we're sleeping in, in the morning!
Right now I'm sleepy..but I don't want to go to bed. I really miss having a TV in our bedroom. When we we're living at his mom's that was my lullaby..the TV. I never have watched too many shows, besides at bedtime..my whole life, I've never been able to sleep without it being on. So, going to lay in bed in a dark and quiet bedroom never sounds appealing until I'm out of this world exhausted. I usually toss and turn for at least a half hour, until I finally settle myself down to sleep. So, tonight..I'm going in to kiss Jake, and making a bed on the couch. The sliding glass door is open , its chilly and I have our warm quilt thrown over me, along with a cup of hot apple cider. My new "harvest apple" candle is flickering in the kitchen..and its unusually cozy in here. I think my heavy eyes & urge to watch TV are calling me now..