21 Weeks Old

Emrie turned 21 weeks old on black Friday. With all the excitement of the day I forgot to post her picture. So, here she is...our big baby girl. She's sporting 9mth old clothes! She's sitting up pretty much all by herself now. She still hates tummy time. In fact, she pretty much protests it (silently) every time. When we put her on her tummy she just sticks her thumb in her mouth and goes to sleep. I'm pretty sure she's going to skip crawling all together and go straight to walking. She's recently started playing peek-a-boo. She loves that game. She has also started eating rice cereal in the evenings before bed.

We love our little Mootz!

Emrie's First Black Friday

I had totally planned to do some black Friday shopping at Midnight this morning BUT after all the turkey & dressing (with all the trimmings) and apple dumplings with vanilla ice cream I passed out around 9pm. I didn't even make it to the end of the Aggie game which I understand is a blessing.
However when Emrie woke up all bright eyed at 4:30am (like she's been doing since the time change), I seized the opportunity! She and I made it to Kohl's, Target and JC Penney before she pooped out. What a trooper! She get's that from her mommy.

Emrie's First Turkey Trot

Turkey Trot 2011. It was a first for Emrie and a first for us as a family BUT we had so much fun I think we're going to make it a tradition. Our friends, Robert & Katherine Patterson and their daughter Devin, decided they were going to do a 5k run Thanksgiving morning called the Turkey Trot. I have no idea how she did it but Katherine talked me into doing it too. So, me, Emrie, Aiden and Brian all got up early yesterday morning and "trotted." Brian and Aiden did the 5k and Emrie and I did the family friendly mile walk. It was really fun although I think Aiden was disappointed there were no real turkeys trotting with us. I was so proud of him for doing the whole 5k that I think I'm going to try it next time. So, after I'm finished eating all the leftover turkey and pie I'm going to start training for the Armadillo Dash in March. Emrie was in a great mood as you can see from the picture. I think she's going to do the Armadillo Dash too!

Emrie's Purple Hat

One of my girlfriends, Erin, made this sweet little purple hat for Emrie as a shower present. I tried it out this morning when I was getting her dressed. She seemed to like it okay. That lasted about 5 minutes. By the time she was dressed and ready to go she was pulling it down over her facing and shouting obscenities. Alright, not really but as you can tell from the picture on the right, she was determined to get it off!

Judy's new spot

Judy used to sleep under our bed. Now when she comes in the house she's decided her new spot is under Emrie's bed. I snapped this picture of her over the weekend. Both Judy and Emma were in the house. Emma was in the living room with me. I couldn't find Judy anywhere. Then I went into the nursery where Emrie was sleeping and there was Judy asleep under the bed. I tried to get her to come out but she wouldn't budge. I was finally able to coax her out with a treat but the minute I turned my back she was back under the baby bed. I guess under it is better than in it...which is where she used to try to get all the time.

20 weeks old

I missed a Mootz update...she turned 19 weeks old somewhere between me having that nasty stomach virus and the flu so now she was 20 weeks old! The picture on the left is her 20 week old snap shot. It wont be long before she's bigger than her pillow pet. The picture on the right is of her and her Mufasa (my dad). She loves it when we hold her in a standing position like that. She's also now sitting up on her own...most of the time. She's packed full of personality. She get's that from her mommy.

Back Among the Living

I'm finally feeling a little better. I say a little because at the time only one nostril is operational and I hate being congested but it's getting better. I've been fever free since yesterday morning so I think the worst is over. Hopefully that means I'm no longer contagious. I wiped down the entire house with Clorox wipes just in case.

Emrie, my sweet little Mootz, has been staying with my parents the last couple of nights. My mom picked her up from Amy's on Tuesday because I didn't want to share this crud with her. My dad is bringing her home this afternoon. I can't wait to see her! This isn't the first time she stayed overnight with my parents but it's the first time it got to me...I cried both nights. Brian doesn't get it but you mommies out there will understand : ).

I watched the last Harry Potter movie yesterday, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part II. It was good and I liked the ending. I've never read any of the books but I have thoroughly enjoyed the movies. I'm sad this was the final one. I don't want to ruin the end for any of you who have not yet seen it BUT I think there's the potential for a whole new series featuring Harry's children.

Happy Birthday Mom!

I love you so very much! I hope that I can be the bright light in Emrie's life that you are in mine.
I'll expand later. Right now I'm going to bed. Pretty sure I have the flu.

God told me to write this blog

I'm not kidding you. I can feel God's gentle push to write this one. This morning while I was getting ready for work I was halfway watching Fox and Friends. The host was interviewing former Indianapolis Colts Coach, Tony Dungy. He has a new book called The One Year Uncommon Life Daily Challenge. It has 365 daily reflections that encourage you to focus on the Lord and on your life. Dungy discussed how easy it is to have faith and say that God is taking care of you when everything is going well. It's when something negative happens that people tend to either push away from God or draw closer to God. And his new book, hopefully, will help people draw closer. I like it. And how true how...how true. When we were struggling to get pregnant I turned to God and prayed, prayed, prayed. And you know how that story ends - God blessed us with Emrie. Now that I have her and things are soooo good, I have to remind myself that she is a gift from God and that the praying should never stop. So that was this morning.

Then today at lunch during the Big Lunch Rush, I took a call from a man named Tim who wanted to hear a song for wife and daughter called "I'm Going to Love You Through It" by Martina McBride. If you haven't heard the song - Google it! It's an amazing song about breast cancer and love. So Tim said last year, he and his wife found out they were going to have a baby but they also found out his wife had cancerous cells on her pancreas. He was told he was going to lose his wife and baby. I can't even imagine what that feeling must be like. BUT by God's grace his wife and little girl survived! Today his daughter is 9mths old and both she and his wife are healthy! Wow! What a powerful message. So that was lunch.

How can you possibly hear that story and not believe in miracles?

And just now in my car, I started listening to a new book on CD, one my mom passed along to me. It's called Heaven is Real. It's a true story about a little boy who experienced Heaven and came back to tell about it. I'm just in the first few chapters but already it has touched my heart. I'll keep you posted on this one.

So that's it. God wanted me to share those things with you. I hope they move you and inspire you and encourage you. God is so good.

The Nutcracker Market

So me and my TAMU peeps made the trip to the Nutcracker Market in Houston. It was a blast!!! I have officially started my Christmas shopping. There was so much cool stuff there. Very unique gift ideas. I got stuff for my parents, in-laws, nieces, Emrie and friends. I would tell you specifically what I got BUT some of the very people I bought gifts for may be reading this. Guess you'll have to wait til Christmas. I think I'm going to make this an annual trip. FUN! FUN! FUN!

It's official. I'm a lemon.

I've developed de Quervain tendonitis. It causes a sharp pain at the base of the thumb (and wrist) and it most often affects new mothers. And, it's another post-partum ailment nobody bothers to tell you about.

For the last couple of weeks I've been noticing it getting steadily worse until this morning it was so bad I couldn't pick up Emrie! Now, after using it for a little while this morning and taking some Advil, it's loosened up a little.

I wasn't exactly sure what was going on but I figured it had something to do with having a baby because I never had this kind of pain before. So, I did what I always do...I GOOGLED it! I searched for wrist pain from holding a baby and there it was. de Quervain tendonitis. Apparently, lots of new mommies get it. The bad news - not much can be done to treat it. Wear a brace, take more Advil, try not to use it. Really? Now how am I going to accomplish that last part? The website also recommends a cortizone shot if the pain gets severe.

And we have TEETH

Emrie is 19 weeks old now and she has two teeth. I discovered those little chompers the hard way. That's right she bit me! Well, that's not exactly true...it was more like she just gnawed a harder when she was nursing. Over the last few weeks she's been putting everything in her mouth and I mean everything. She even tried to take a bite out of that pumpkin! My dad said he thought she might be teething but it seemed kind of early to me so I just blew that theory off. That is until the gnawing incident. And sure enough Emrie has two little teeth on the bottom. What can I say? She's an overachiever!

This picture was taken at the Krazy Korn Maze in Snook. And yes, she tried to take a bite out of that pumpkin!

Long time, no write...

Its been a long week. I'm glad its over. I'm lovin' this cooler weather. And, I can't wait for Emrie to get adjusted to the time change. She goes to bed early which is great because it gives me a little time to get stuff done in the evening BUT this waking up at 4am has got to stop!

On the bright side (and totally unrelated) Blue Bell released some new holiday flavors. I love the Peppermint and my new favorite, Banana Nut Bread. Yummy! Oh sure I was going to try to lose some weight before the holidays but I figure at this point I may as well wait until January and make it part of my annual resolutions. No sense in getting ahead of the game...

OH NO!! Mom and Uncle Brandon got it too! And last but not least Brian!

First Emrie had it...then me...then Mufasa...then Mom and Uncle Brandon...and now Brian! Emrie has managed to contaminate the whole family. Brian made it all the way to church this morning but didn't actually make it inside the building. We pulled up. Me, Aiden and Emrie got out and Brian said he was going to throw up and decided to go back home. He was nice enough come back to pick us up after church but he sure did look pale. I'll be glad when this bug has run its course.

Emrie is 18 weeks old!

Our sweet little girl is 18 weeks old! She's getting so big. She talks all the time...wonder where she gets that from? And you know, I think my dad is right, I'm pretty sure she can say I love you. She's getting her first tooth. It doesn't seem to be bothering her. She just puts everything in her mouth and drools everywhere. She's perfect!

Its 4:20am and the Eneks Fam is up!

Emrie had a big day yesterday. She and I spent some time at the radio station. She loves the Eli Young neon sign that hangs in the control room. Everytime she comes to the station I have to plug it in for her. Its mesmorizing.

Then we spent the afternoon playing and playing and playing. So, she zoncked out around 5pm. And then she slept and slept and slept. She only woke up long enough to nurse and have her diaper changed and then she was back to sleep. This continued until 5am this morning! 4am new time. So alas...we're all awake. She's in a great mood. She's playing in her baby gym now and Brian and I are drinking some coffee kicking ourselves for letting her go to bed at 5pm!

I'm feeling better but poor Mufasa.

I had a virus hit me late Wednesday night. I threw up all night. It was not pretty. So, my dad, better known as Mufasa to the kiddies out there, drove to Bryan early Thursday morning and took Emrie back to Brenham with him. What a blessing. It gave me a day to recover. I was still feeling puny Thursday night so mom and dad kept Emrie overnight...another blessing. I actually slept and didn't throw up a single time. By Friday I was feeling some better - not great but better. I was starving but afraid to eat anything too heavy because the last thing I wanted to do was throw up AGAIN.

My parents brought Emrie back to Bryan around 7:30 last night. Boy I missed her. She was full of big smiles for me and Daddy. We ate dinner (burgers from Wings n More). I actually had a third of mom's burger and just a few fries. It tasted amazing but I didn't want to overdo it. Emrie got a bath a little after 8 and we were all in bed by 9. And, Emrie actually slept. She did a nice 5 hour stretch and then another 3 hours. It was a good night.

This morning I called to thank mom and dad again for keeping Emrie overnight for me. Mom was fine but ol' Mufasa had the stomach bug. According to mom, he had been throwing up since 7 this morning. Hmmm...wonder what happened?

Oh boy...what a night

My stomach was bothering me all day yesterday. By 8pm, I was confinded to my bathroom. TMI - I know. But honestly, I threw up pretty much all night. I am seriously considering never eating solid food again. On the bright side...I think I lost a few pounds.

I did make it in to work today although reluctantly. As they say, the show must go on. Oh and I licked every microphone at the radio station. That's right I'm taking them all down with me.

Chicken Pox?

I noticed a couple of spots on Emrie's face yesterday morning. By the afternoon, she had 8 more bright red ones on her arm. YIKES!!! Could it be chicken pox? I found out if it is chicken pox there's really not much you can do. Tylenol for fever and an oatmeal bath for the itching. Thankfully, she hasn't had any fever and seems to be in a great mood so hopefully that means no itching. This morning the spots were still there but she didn't have any additional ones pop up. So now I'm thinking maybe it was a mosquito attack - which, honestly, I don't like that anymore than the idea of chicken pox. At least with bites she doesn't have to be quarantined. Regardless, she loved her oatmeal bath last night and has been in a wonderful mood today.