Playing catch up

So it has been a really long time since I posted anything. Not like many people even read what I type anyway. I think the last time I posted was before my in-laws came to visit. If that is the case, then let me say that it went a lot better than I thought. we were walking on eggshells for little bit, because both me and my mother-in-law, Laurie, were afraid to say the wrong thing to upset each other. After a while I realized that I didn't care too much. There was only one or two pointed remarks but they were minor. One was about me not breastfeeding. It didn't seem to get across that I don't even make milk anymore. Never made enough in the first place. My mom jumped in and told them how I almost died after birth. Listening to her, I thought she was making it up. When I sat and thought about it, I don't remember much after the delivery except I could barely move. Between talking to my mom, my husband, and my friends I found out later that it was true. My organs were on the verge of failing or something like that. Failing organs is always scary in itself. I do know it took me a long time to recover and because of that and other things I couldn't make any milk for longer than a month and half of that month I was in the hospital.

Sorry I sidetracked. The other remark was about how if the baby holds her own bottle that it breaks the bond between parent and baby and makes a lazy parent. For a 2 week vacation that was pretty good. They fell in love with her immediately. It was fantastic. We went to Myrtle Beach and had a huge blast. It was sad watching them go. They were a big help and gave me and Jon(my husband) a break. They helped us not have to worry about food for a long time and bought tons of stuff that we couldn't have afforded on our own for a while yet. Because of that we now have a dresser, a crib mattress, a bedding set, and so much more. They doted on her as if she was the only child in the world. I honestly wouldn't have had it any other way.
After they left there was sadness and tears all around but happiness at the same time because they finally got to see their granddaughter.
Meeting her great-grandmother however was not so good an experience for me.
My grandmother has always been vain and extremely critical. Those were the nicest words I could come up with.. It used to be how fat I was. I was always fat, fat, fat. I got used to that eventually. This time when she found out that the baby sleeps in her own crib, she threatened to call the "child people" on me. I am now not only fat but a bad mother. I have moved up in the world. Despite that I am a bad mother and I don't know what I am doing, all of my family loved her. The one night visit was plenty long enough though.
The 6 month checkup went great. She is still almost off the charts for height but average for weight. She is still healthy. She is now crawling like a speed demon. She has a new walker and loves it. What is cool about it is that it can play mp3s. I found my old mp3 player and hooked it up. It was worth it to get this one because she loves to dance to the music.

I don't think there is anything else that is new to say. As always if there is, then I am sure I will blog about it.