Moving

We've been spending most of our time recently either getting ready to move, moving, or unpacking. We have WAY too much stuff. Even after getting rid of tons of stuff, we still have too much. We just moved across town, to an apartment that is way less expensive, and not on the third floor. I definitely wouldn't recommend moving out of a third floor apartment in 102 degree heat! I felt a little guilty asking people to come help us, but we were lucky to have lots of volunteers show up to carry stuff down three flights of stairs. Anyway, I just found our camera again, and we've been having lots of fun taking pictures of Teresa. Poor baby has to deal with the camera flashing in her face all the time. She was so good while we were moving - she actually napped a good part of the moving day, which is unusual for her. She's doing some moving of her own - she rolled over on Friday. I put her down for some tummy time, and after a few minutes she started to complain about it. She stopped complaining not too long after that, so I looked over to see if she had fallen asleep. I was pretty surprised to see her on her back. She seemed pretty surprised by it as well :). She's also started sleeping on her side now, which I'm thinking she's not supposed to do. Here are some recent pictures:



I had been trying to decide whether or not I wanted to start pumping. Marc had bought me a pump right after Teresa was born, and ever since it had just been sitting on top of our entertainment center while I tried to decide whether I should use it or return it. I had pretty much decided against using it when I happened to read something about what a great bonding experience it is for Dad's to be able to feed their babies, etc...which made me feel kinda selfish for not letting Marcus have that opportunity. Here he is feeding her for the first time. (Actually, the only time so far, we've been freezing the rest). Anyway, the book I was reading about introducing a breast fed baby to a bottle had said that it would probably be a hard adjustment, and that someone other than Mom should try to get the baby to take a bottle, and to not get discouraged if it took a few tries for the baby to accept a bottle over her mom. I was a little offended when Teresa had no problem adjusting right away. Apparently I'm easily replaced ;).

The next few are just some of Teresa in her cute Sunday dress.



I love her face in this one!


She's so smile-y now, we love it! We love trying to coax a smile out of her when she wants to cry, she comes up with the awesomest (yes, grammar police, I know it should be most awesome...) combination's of smiling and crying. These pics are just regular smiles: