Somehow almost a year has passed since I last updated.

Since then I’ve become a Momma!

It’s weird, but the exact date of my daughter’s birth came to me in a dream when I was six months pregnant. Strangely enough, on the very same day I dreamed about, my water broke just as I was getting out of bed. And don’t you know, it did happen *just* like in the movies, only I wasn’t huffing and puffing and having rapid contractions and trying to get to the hospital before accidentally ejecting the tot from my snoot on the doorstep before getting into the cab.

Leah Suzanne arrived seventeen hours later by unplanned c-section. So technically the dream was slightly off, since she was born the following day, but hey, we did *go* to the hopspital the same day as the dream indicated. So close enough and yay for psychic intuition.

But anyway.

I will never forget how loud the baby’s first scream was! Even the doctors were impressed. Later my Mother would tell me that it could be heard all the way down the hall in the waiting room, which was in a totally different wing! Leah was pink and rosy and perfect with an unexpected amount of jet black hair and steel blue eyes. Eventually those eyes turned brown. The black hair fell out and made way for dark auburn locks.

Four and a half months after her birth she’s “chatting” away, eating rice cereal, grabbing things and playing, smiling her brains out and laughing when you kiss her cheeks or make razzing noises on her belly. She can sit up well with minimal assistance and loves looking in the baby mirror and watching “Yo Gabba Gabba” and boogying along to “There’s a Party in my Tummy”. See below. It’s alarmingly catchy. Beware.

But anyway.

The evolution from helpless newborn to personable infant has been just incredible. New changes seem to happen daily. She’s so much more interactive now and it’s amazing to watch her start to grow into a smart and sassy little kid.

My only complaint about Motherhood so far (other than the obvious lack of sleep and obligatory spit up stained clothing) is the fact that my body has gone to hell in hand basket and I still have about 30 pounds to lose. Ugh. So I’m hopeful that between the South Beach diet and the Wii Fitness Plus that’s arriving on my doorstep any day now things will be back to normal by early next year. Cause I miss my regular clothes, can’t stand to look at maternity stuff anymore and the thought of buying additional things in a larger size makes me want to claw my eyes out with a melon baller.

In other news, I’ve been toddling off to oodles of tag sales, estate sales and thrift shops this fall. Lots of fun finds! I’ll start posting pictures soon.

Along with some new recipes (easy Italian Wedding Soup!) , garden stuff, crafts projects and links to swell places and other new content and a redesign. So expect some changes and new updates in the not so far off future.

But until then, without further ado, I would like to introduce you to my daughter and her Halloween pumpkin.