Bald Baby

So my daughter is almost 14 months old and she is still bald.
When I was pregnant with her I would pray almost daily that my daughter would be born with a head full of red hair. I did this in hopes that God would some how counteract the genes of bald babies in both mine and Jon's families and give us a baby that I could immediately start putting multi-colored bows in her hair.
Well unfortunately that didn't happen. However, the hair that is growing in is a distinct strawberry blonde, just like her daddy/aunt Catherine so maybe I will get my red head after all.
Sunday I decided to just stick a bow in her 4 to 5 hairs on the top of her head and she looked so cute! Well at least to me.

Today was my first doctor's appointment. Well sort of. I didn't get to see the doctor, but I did get my blood work done... (cue scary music).
I seem to always pass out when I get blood taken... I don't really know why, I know for sure it's because I don't do well with the sight of blood, but I also think the feeling of getting pierced and then feeling the blood seep from my body... I'm getting whoozy just thinking about it.

Well I also have super tiny veins so it is always a struggle to get blood out of me. They poked me once in the arm and just couldn't get enough blood, so then they poked me in the hand... ouch!

If I hadn't been laying down, it would have been all over and I would have been OUT! I felt the whoozy tingle feeling in my head... ick. I had to drink some orange juice to get the color back in my face and to stop shaking... oh good times!

Other than that, life was good.

I go back next Friday to actually see Doc Moseley.

So with the doc appointment over, I proceeded to tell my Supervisor that I was pregnant! So now the cat is out of the bag at work. She was really excited for me, so that was nice.

Ummm... my baby is now 7 weeks and still has a tail. It kind of freaks me out that it has a tail... I feel like I'm incubating a lizard... at 9 weeks the tail goes away and I can once again feel like I'm pregnant with baby fetus instead of baby gecko.

I am supposed to hear today whether the request for me to go down to 30 hours a week has been approved... say a quick prayer for me.

Last night Tiff came over and after dinner we went to get Lyric some new shoes. That girl has gone from a size 3 to a size 4 in just one month!
So she needed new sandals and of Tiff went a little crazy and bought her some Nike tennis shoes and some cute clothes at Target. They are SO cute! Especially her "workout outfit".

Well anyways, I'm feeling like I might go throw up, so I better end this.