Whoomp there it....went

Soooo it's been awhile and it's time to brush off the cob webs on this damn thing ( I think about posting all the time, but I usually only have my iPhone and with an 8 month old- one thumb typing loses!) it's been a helluva year filled with all sorts of craziness. Baby showers, squeezing a 9lb 4 oz child almost all the way out, and then have her dislodged from my pelvis via c section, a ton of firsts, engagements, weddings... I mean, SO much. We moved into our new house (which brings its own blog I swear!) battled our first ear infections (yup- plural and in this case it was not double the fun!) teething (we have top and bottom front 2 in, top right eye tooth is thru and just waiting in the other- patiently...while pulling out my hair that is :) ) she doesn't crawl yet, but has decided that standing and trying to pull up as well as rolling like a log all over gods creation is more fun- ehhhhh what can ya do?!?! (Take 4564235753 pictures of course) I've also taken on a small hobby of photography. I wish I knew more but it's a work in progress. I've come to be a lot more laid back. Whether it be the toddlers who have yet to learn "gentle" to her partner in crime trying to take her down MMA style, and solid food (we definitely have our faves and the faces we shall not capture for fear of a broken camera) and learning sharing. She experienced her first snow, met Santa Claus and loves eating oyster crackers and drinking from her sippy cup! She also has been sleeping in her own room since we moved. Here's the thing. Anytime anyone stats over, I feel like I HAVE to calm her down if she wakes up in the middle if the night ( and trust me, with teething- it's definitely not hypothetical) the problem is she's smaaaaaaart and her only word is "dadadada" which if course tugs my husbands heart strings (I of course unleash my inner diva and tell him to not get that baby outta her crib unless he wants to put her back to sleep too *insert z snap*) she also will fake laugh at him. Daddy's girl 100%. Anyways- it's late and there's too much to touch on- but I WILL get better. 2012 had far too many memories and stories not to share!