Not To Be Left Out

I was looking through my posts as of late and decided it needed some Little Miss time (such is the story of the third child, I should know better!). So here we go...

Since her beginning she has really spoiled me. She started sleeping through the night very early on. Of course I was pleased as punch to having good sleeping baby. I wonder what my recovery would have been like had she not done that. Having said that for the past couple of months she has thrown all that good sleeping business out the window. We've had quite a go with her. Since the first of December she has been sick with something. I feel so bad for her. She's had a persistent cough, running nose, diarrhea, throwing up, more coughing. Not necessarily all at the same time but she's had one or more going on at any given time. I've had to change her formula to the Soy stuff. Just when I think she seems fine to switch back to the normal stuff she starts having issues again. It's not been fun, and at times has really begun to wear me down.

I have learned this much about my Little One, she is a fighter. Despite the fact that she has been having these issues she is still working hard on growing up and getting big. She has become a champion eater of solid foods, continues to roll and roll and has been flexing those stomach muscles lots and lots as we are working hard on getting her to sit up. Sometimes I look at her and I can't believe how big she is getting. Although we are tipping the scales at 11 lbs. (Hey we've almost doubled our birth weight, that has to say something right?!) she still seems big to me. I was surprised and delighted when I was able to get her hair into a little pony on top of her head. It seemed like a momentous achievement that required documenting. I feel that way about most of the things she does. Needless to say she is starting to notice the camera more and more.

On a somewhat different note she has taught me that there is some truth to the law of attraction, the power of suggestion, whatever. Since her birth when people hear her name they almost involuntarily sigh "Ah, Mary Mary quite contrary." I'm afraid that she is becoming more and more of that! For example I get this face A LOT...

So please help me come up with a different nursery rhyme for you to recite when you see her. Preferably one that does not include the word contrary (which can be defined as adverse or unfavorable). Thanks!

Oh and let me leave you with one for the road...