G-Diapers

Harrison started wearing G-diapers with the cloth inserts a few days ago!! What a cute little muffin top =)

So far so good! (This is my first attempt at cloth diapering) He hasn't pooped in them yet though =) I only have 3 inserts for now, so we've been just hand washing them and hang drying. They are just too cute aren't they?



Anyone have any good tips for washing? I'm living with my parents while my husband is deployed so I probably won't get too into it until I get home. I'm thinking I won't cloth diaper the new baby right away, since newborn poop is repulsing and I don't want to invest in all the diapers and inserts for size small when medium starts at 13 pounds anyway. I love these little diapers so far!!!

Wordless Wednesday- Momma's Boy

Great Baby Sign Language Animation

This is too cute- Harrison is only 6 months, but I guess it's never too early to start doing the signs!! He also thinks it's HILARIOUS when I ask him if he wants more using the sign when he's eating. Plus it gets him to open his mouth! =) Not like he needs the help usually, he's a little piglet at eating time. Anyway, check it out! Happy Signing!

Wordless Wednesday

Wordless Wednesday

Big HP

Tonight is the hardest night I have had yet. I am missing Harold so much it is indescribable. I miss him on a level I have never experienced before- and I've done my fair share of long-distance (if you consider hours long distance) relationships, including while Harold and I were dating. Not to mention picking up and moving 1200 miles away from any family or friends. It is a feeling that could be medicated simply with a phone conversation. But I can't call him. I cannot pick up the phone to contact my husband. It is such an awful feeling.

Adding a child to this mix makes everything infinitely worse. Harrison is a constant reminder to me of his father. Everytime he smiles, or learns something new, it just breaks my heart that Harold has to miss it. Running to grab the video camera only soothes me a little bit. I am so grateful that I only have to do this for 6 months- but right now it feels like a lifetime.

The internet in Harold's room isn't working- I had gotten used to being able to chat nightly (before work for him) and not getting that makes a huge difference in my day and my mood. There are so many women in this country going through the same thing that I am- I am even one of the fortunate ones. My husband is behind 15-foot walls and guards- not everyone gets that feeling of security.

I need him simply because he is my best friend. It doesn't even matter what I am feeling sad about, the fact that I can't talk to him about it is the devastating part. All I can do is send an email. And wait. Who knows when he'll even get time to write back? His only internet connection right now is when he's working.

Thank you for listening to my ranting. I am aware of how infinitely blessed I am, and how this is just a little bump in the road of a wonderful life. It just feels like a huge mountain right at this moment.