Yeehaw! :)

We took Reagan to her first rodeo on Sunday. Every year the entire McReynolds clan goes to the Stock Show together, and I couldn't imagine leaving Reagan behind this year. She did so good and slept through most of the excitement. I wanted so bad to buy her cowgirl boots but couldn't justify buying them for her to wear only once. So, we made do and she wore her little Ugg boots. She still looked adorable!

Changes

It's amazing how fast Reagan is growing and changing. She's only two months yet has already lost that newborn look and now has the complete look of a little girl. She is holding her head up pretty steadily and drumroll.........rolled over from her back to her stomach all by herself yesterday. Such a big girl! Her being our first child, I figured it was exciting stuff for us but probably on schedule, but leave it to google to prove me wrong. My baby is a genius! Babies typically roll from stomach to back at 2-3 months and then back to stomach 5-6 months. My baby is 3 months advanced! Of course I take all of the credit...haha.

Here's a list of changes that I've noticed over the past two or so weeks:

-doesn't scream in the bathtub anymore...I think she realized that if she would calm down and relax it might actually feel nice to get clean

-her eye lashes have grown in and are super long. Her eyebrows are on their way in.

-her hair is getting so long....only in the back and sides though. My poor baby may soon be a mullet baby.

-she knows when I get home from work or walk into a room. She immediately looks in the direction of my voice and starts rooting (apparently that's all I'm good for)

-her newborn outfits were getting a little snug length wise, so she is able to now wear some 0-3 month clothes. However, some 3 month pants still fall right off of her. As of Monday, she weighs 9lb. 11oz and is 21 inches long. That puts her in the 25% on weight and 10% on height.

-She is sleeping through the night now. We put her to bed around 9:00 or 9:30 each night and then she wakes up around 4:00 to feed. Good news is that she's sleeping through the night. Bad news is Ben and I are sleeping less. We are so paranoid about her sleeping and being so quiet that we constantly jump up to check on her and have our ears on alert for any sound.

We are both still in complete amazement of our little one and how much we love her. We still just sit and stare at her. It's funny how much less TV we watch now...instead we just watch Reagan. :)

Before I was a mom....

A fellow mommy and co-worker sent me this poem and it was too cute and too TRUE not to post!

Before I was a mom,
I never tripped over toys
or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn't worry whether or not
my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.

Before I was a mom,
I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind
and my thoughts.
I slept all night.

Before I was a mom,
I never held down a screaming child
so doctor's could do tests
or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night
watching a baby sleep.

Before I was a mom,
I never held a sleeping baby just because
I didn't want to put her down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces
when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small
could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.

Before I was a mom,
I didn't know the feeling of
having my heart outside my body..
I didn't know how special it could feel
to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond
between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small
could make me feel so important and happy.

Before I was a mom,
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night
every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth,
the joy,
the love,
the heartache,
the wonderment,
or the satisfaction of being a mom.
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much,
before I was a mom.

Tallulah Belle

I just received a depressing email from my mom...it looks as if we are going to have to put our dog, Tallie down on Friday. In our family our dogs are not simply dogs. They are children, sisters, nieces, etc. They are family.

Tallie was a surprise to me when I was in 8th grade. We had a collie named Princess that died after coming home and recovering from being spade. Apparently she had hundreds of heart tumors. I wanted a golden retriever so bad, but my mom surprised me when she picked me up from track practice with Tallie, a german shephard, and I instantly fell in in love with her. She was MY first dog. She was the first dog that I got to name. She was my first dog to train to sit and stay. She is brilliant. She was always so protective of me. By having stated that I got her when I was in the 8th grade, she is obviously old. My mom and I both agreed though, that we know that we as an individual are getting older but tend to forget that the animals and people around us are also getting older. It seems like she should be 5 years old. My heart breaks when I see her and she is so frail and can barely walk....a dog that loved to chase her tail and then walk with it in her mouth around the pool just to impress you. She aged so quickly. Just months ago she was still running and playing and we were saying how frisky she was. It's still hard to believe. We all feel like we are losing a member of our family. I believe that the Lord loves animals and that we will be seeing her again one day.

Tallie, mama loves you so much! You have been such a good dog to our family and paved the way for Emmy and now Reagan. I learned on you what patience is. Obedience. Loyalty and trust.