Is Great!! I never thought that I would ever become so obsessed with someone. My obsession is borderline unhealthy. Last week I was in Des Moines training for my new job and I couldn't believe that I was going to miss out on 5 bedtimes, 3 baths and countless feedings and diaper changes. So, I took all of Emma's clothes off and wrapped her in one of her favorite blankets so it could fully extract all of her smell. I packed that blanket and slept with it every night. After I dropped her off at daycare for the first time I cried for hours and then sporatically through out the day. I specifically remember hearing the song Extraterrestrail by Katy Perry and bursting into tears because I sing that song to Emma all the time. I spend all day every day wondering, "What's Emma doing RIGHT NOW?", "What's she thinking?", "Has she pooped yet?", "What book should we read tonight?" and I get nothing done at work.
You will all be very impressed with Mr. Wesley as he had to spend the whole week with Emma by himself while I was in Des Moines. I am very happy to day that Emma and dogs came out on the other end unscathed and aside from a few sleepless nights, Wes is still alive. Carol the daycare lady said you could tell that Mom wasn't home because Emma showed up in onesies all week and her hair was crazy (although I'm not sure the hair part is Wes's doing because her hair is always crazy). The one day he did put her in clothes her jeans were on backwards, which I think is an honest mistake for a new dad. AND he had to diaper laundry :) He claims that he can longer help out with this chore as his "Massive, manly hands" are too big to stuff the pad back into the diaper lining...whatever! All in all I was very impressed with my husband.
As some of you have heard, Margaret had a near death experience a few weeks ago. We were sitting on the couch one Sunday night and noticed that Marge kept kneeling on her elbows with her butt in the air. I thought it was cute so I took the opportunity to snap a few pictures. When we tried to feed her she turned the other way and then when she left Mavis alone the whole night, we knew something was totally wrong. I took her into the vet the next morning and they had to perform exploratory surgery. We soon found out that our Pug can be interchanged with the vaccuum. Inside her stomach and intestines they found string, paper towels, green fluff, grass, and a massive piece of blue plastic. The vet said that if we would've waited til the afternoon she wouldn't have made it. And because it's Margaret and nothing is EVER simple when it comes to her, she licked her stitches and gave herself an infection. She was in the pet hospital for 3 days (which sadly seemed like a vacation for us!) and when she was released... all hell broke loose. She couldn't eat or drink so I had to spoon feed her every 2 hours for 2 days straight. If you will all keep in mind that Wes works overnight and has a second job doing security for a grocery store AND I have a 2 month old baby. Between Emma, Margaret and poor Mavis (who just wanted whatever attention I could spare), I was a disaster. So much so that I made Wes call into work one night because I couldn't handle the three of them.
For the love of Pugs.
Wes and I have really enjoyed getting to know Emma better over the past few weeks. She's much more fun then she was that first month. She's laughing, smiling, cooing, crying and she just found her hands a week ago. It's so funny how she looks at them like they are the most amazing things God's ever given her. I agree with her, hands are very useful and I thoroughly enjoy both of mine, but there are cooler things in life than whatevers at the ends of your arms. If she's this entertained with hands... I can't wait to see how she'll react to something truly amazing like the Grand Canyon!
The one thing Wes and I are painfully aware of is her love of being naked. She could be in the middle of the biggest crying fit the world has ever seen and the second you take her clothes, including the diaper, off... it's smiles and laughter. Her favorite thing to do right now: Take a bath. We just hope that this love of no clothes tapers off before she gets to college.
