Our Saturday, In Pictures as Told by Gabriella (well with a little help from her mum)

Hi everyone.

I gotta tell ya, it's been a rough couple of days. I have reflux and that's a crap thing to have. Mum gets me all nice and pretty in one outfit and I get my tummy all filled up and then urrrrp, it comes back up. It's kinda sucky, for both of us. Mum goes through lots of clothes too.

But it doesn't seem to have affected me too much. At the doctors office on Friday when mum took me in so they could talk about the reflux I weighed 11 lbs and 2ozs! That's up from 10.9 on Monday!

Then we heard that there was a big Nor'Easter headin' our way so mum decides we need to stock up on a few things. And we did. But then so did all the rest of Maine, or so it seemed.

So mum got me ready to go.....

Here I am, all bundled up and ready to head out into the 3F degree Saturday morning.

We survived the venture to the grocery store, although I think I heard mum call a little old lady; "that nasty old goat smells like moth balls, thinkin' she's gonna pinch your cheeks, well, she can pinch this!" I'm not sure what she wanted that old lady to pinch, but somehow I don't think it was my cheeks!

I was very tired after coming home from shopping. I'm all sacked out!

I'm wide awake now after my nap and mum has changed my clothes and I'm ready to play. Next to "Monk" my Baby Einstein, Baby Mozart DVD that my auntie Amanda got me is my favourite thing to watch. Ohhhhhh ahhhh, all those colours and that music!

Now it's time for "Tummy Time". I still don't like it but mum says I gotta do it!

Mum got another one of her bright ideas about me and bows. She went kinda nuts in Babies R Us the other day. I don't know how much she spent, but when I saw some of the stuff she bought, I kinda think she spent too much. Sheesh, just leave me in a diaper and keep me warm. I don't need no stinkin' bows!!!!!

Ok, I'm putting up with this because I love you and because you smell like my food!

Its bad enough that she involves me in all her silly get-ups, but now mum's got these silly bears along for the ride too! Are we going to be done anytime soon?

I suppose one must suffer for their art...or their mums' vanity! I'm ready for my close-up Mr. Demile.

Ok woman, time to put down the camera! And get this stinkin' bow offa my head!

Well that about wraps up my Saturday. Mum would be happy if I'd sleep longer at night and were a tad less fussy in the evenings, but I'm just certain that if I go to sleep, I'm going to miss some excitement. Mommies don't seem to understand that. I hear mum talking to her other friends and they all talk about getting baby to sleep longer at night or go down without such a fuss. When will they learn that it's not the hand that rocks the cradle that rules the roost but it's the baby who rules the roost? Silly mum! One of these days she'll get it.