Keeping up with the Kants

I can't believe Harper is only 11 weeks old; it feels like she should be so much older!  Especially since she's starting to move and "talk" more.  She reaches for toys and can activate their sounds, she jib jabs when she's in good moods, she smiles when we smile, laughs when we laugh, and can mimic sticking her tongue, which is my personal fave.  I just love this happy littlle person she's becoming! Still keeping busy at work, and am loving my second job at the cupcake shop.  Slowly learning new things, otherwise having a good time chatting with Amanda and helping customers...and purposely giving them wrong information, ha ha Braggs!  I have never been a coffee drinker, I just don't like the taste...since going back to work I have found that my morning breakfast tea just doesn't do the trick, and am dragging around half asleep all day.  So someone suggested a Starbucks frappuccino, since it's not overly "coffee" tasting.  And now I

Well, our first week of daycare and work went great!  Harper really seems to enjoy herself there, she eats and sleeps and plays well.  And I've been busy at work so it keeps me from dwelling on her all day.  We had her two month check up on Monday; she weighs 12 lbs 2.5 oz, and is 23 inches long, both in the 75th percentile.  Her head size, which escapes me, was in the 50th percentile.  She has great neck control, and everything else looks good.  She also took all 5 shots like a champ!  She cried some, but I think part of that was hungry cries...we agreed that we've heard her cry worse when her dinner was late! We spent this past weekend in York for Great Grandpa Kant's 91st birthday.  We had fun swimming at the pool; all the boys end up trying to outdo themselves on the diving board, and then the little girls try to mimick their older cousins, uncles and fathers.  Harper hung out with Great Grandma in the shade, but I think she wanted in the water :)  Then we had cake--d

Well, we've made it through half the week, and I am exhausted!  I forgot how much I hate getting up in the morning; if would be helpful if my baby alarm would go off when I want it to, instead of an hour before I need to, or just as I'm exiting the shower.  I had a slight meltdown Sunday night thinking of taking her to daycare and going back to work...I kept trying to think of ways to save money so I could stay home.  Erich has narrowed it down to winning the lottery, le sigh. Daycare is going good; they're really nice and have a good teacher to infant ratio.  It helps that she's been in a good mood when I drop her off so far.  Yeah, I drop her off, I got the raw end of this deal!  It makes more sense for me to drop her off since it's on my way to work--kind of--and Erich gets off earlier than me so he picks her up.  I feel out of the loop getting the details of her day secondhand.  Today was my halfday, so I picked her up early and it was good seeing her there, t

Well, my final week of maternity leave is coming to a close...these 8 weeks went by too fast!  I don't think it helped matters that I spent at least a third of the time either in the hospital or recovering.  I wish that insurance companies would understand this, and view maternity leave as a time of bonding, instead of a time of healing--this is BS...I don't know if I will ever fully recover from the mental scars of my C-Section...almost dying kind of does that to a person.  I look at Harper and Erich sometimes and think how lucky I was to be sitting there watching them.  But, enough about that sappy stuff!  Speaking of insurance companies, the place that handles our company's short term disability--who shall remain nameless--has the worse customer service I have experienced in a very long time.  My intital claim was quick and painless, as it was just maternity leave.  I would be given 6 weeks of paid time off, then it was up to me to use my own vacation time for anything