Wordless Wednesday

Emma drinking expressed breastmilk.

Mama's girl.

Playing in makeup.

Flying with Daddy.

Been lost in those eyes.

My love bug.

My sisters completed our family

This will probably end up long, and seeing as I don't have permission to post pictures, the wont be any for now. 

Sorry. 

As a little girl I dreamed of having sisters to run and play with. To hang out with as all the other people I had been friend with did. I knew they were out there, somewhere in the world and I hoped they were dreaming of me too. Well, if they even knew about me.

Almost two years ago I found my little sister. I was delighted that she was now a part of my life, but she seemed at first to only be interested in my mom. I was jealous beyond belief. For one, she was my mom and here she was, bonding with some other child. And then I was jealous of my mom. I had spent all these years wanting to know my sister. Writing letters she never read, pictures of her, horribly outdated hanging on my walls. And all she could think about was my mom. I wished she had wanted to know me like I wanted to know her. My first memory as a child was of breaking her out of her crib after all.

Finally she started talking to me and we got to know each other. She came down to visit and I cried when she went home. I was going to miss MY Baby, that was what I had been calling her since she was born after all. She came out again for my wedding and I was so glad.

The same day I called her I also called my dad. He called back the next day and it was the most amazing life changing experience. He was wonderful and three weeks after calling him, he came to see me. Best week I had had that year. I love that man as fiercely as if he had always been around, maybe more so because I had gone so long without him. 

I still felt incomplete somehow.

There was another sister out there that I wanted to know. Mom had given her up for adoption and I had hoped one day she’d come find us.

A few months ago she did.

When mom told me she had found her, I cried. I couldn’t believe that she had finally decided to track our family down. I waited patiently (or not so) for her to send me a message, I didn’t want to push.

She sent me a message and it was like talking to myself, she was so easy to talk to it was like talking to myself. We talked about our lives, and family, interests and hobbies, we had so much in common. There are little differences that remind me of our mom. She looks more like her then C and I.

Last weekend M and her boyfriend J came down finally to meet us and I can’t tell you how fantastic it was. We did some of the awesome tourist stuff that San Diego is famous for and then we hung out and had dinner at my place. There were supposed to be movies involved, but we were to busy talking and having fun to care.

Meeting her was such a wonderful experience, I feel whole. Our family is finally complete.

Here’s to many fantastic years with a great family. Living, laughing, loving. 

Cream Cheese Wantons

Okay so I'm supposed to be on a grain free diet, but I cheated last night and made these. So worth it, it was amazing.
What you need:
Wanton wraps
1 pkg cream cheese
1 egg
2 green onions
Onion powder
Garlic salt

Whatever oil you like to fry in. I used the last of my veggie oil and a little sesame oil for extra flavor.

Bring your cream cheese to room temp, I stuck mine in the microwave for 30 seconds.  Mash it up with the sliced green onion, a little onion powder and garlic salt. I added a bit of sesame seeds because I'm weird like that. Beat the egg, and pour 3/4 of it into the cream cheese mixture. Stir well.

Add a small spoonful to the center of your wraps and fold according to the diagram on the package. Fry 'em up till nice and golden brown.
I then took some of the plain wraps and cut them in strips and fried those too.

The sauce is soy sauce with a tiny drop of sesame oil and sesame seeds. Have I mentioned I REALLY like sesame?

Wordless Wednesday

Ice cream sharing = LOVE

Happy two months baby!

You've grown so much in such a short amount of time. You went from this tiny little baby so helpless and new, to this chubby little sausage of a baby. Sausage, that is what I have been calling you for the last few weeks. My chubby little sausage. You were over ten pounds when we went to the doctors, 95 percentile for weight.

You smile now, all the time. You love when I sing you silly songs or make crazy faces at you. I love that you know who I am, your little chubby face lights up whenever I come into view. Daddy, well you're still not so sure of Daddy. He's silly and you laugh at him but its harder for him to comfort you. Though you do love when he gives you a bottle.

You love seeing your sister, she is one of the only things that can make you happy during diaper changes and waiting for Mom to come feed you. She holds toys and shakes them for you, making you giggle with excitement. Its amazing to watch the two of you interact together. I can't wait until you're old enough to actually play together.

I got an Ergo baby carrier for you this weekend, and my oh my how you love it. So much so, you barely woke up to eat while we were out and about with family. But thats okay, you're making sure to make up for the lack of eating now.

Which brings us to breastfeeding.
You're a champ. There is no messing around with you when you're hungry, like you hear of other babies doing. This is such a wonderful experience with you. We've had some bumps, but nothing a little effort didn't fix.

I love you baby girl, you are such a joy to our family.
Happy two months baby!