A story about Giovy

When Emma and I were in the states this last time in December we went to see Enchanted with my parents. 3 days before we went, we were in Target looking around and Emma decided to go buy a blue baby book since we thought we were certainly having a boy. As she picked up the book she got this feeling that, in fact, we were not going to have a boy after all. She told me and I said that I had a similar feeling too. As we watched Enchanted we became more and more convinced that a little "Giovanna" was on the way. Well, here she is. When my parents came they brought us Enchanted as a gift, so now Giovy has her 2nd Disney DVD. :)

Sorry, she's crying a lot now :(

I know I missed a day, almost two, of blogging. The thing is, she has started to have those severe stomach pains and for a couple of days now she has hit new levels on the crying scale. Thankfully today has been a little bit better; she slept for a while so we watched "Transformers" and "Seraphim Falls" (which was actually really good).

"To bathe, or not to bathe?"

It's a "G" thing

Tell me she's not the cutest thug in Targoviste. We went out for dinner last night for my parents 32nd anniversary. It's a nice outdoor restaurant right in the middle of town called "Old House". Giovy slept as we ate; she sported her pink flats to go with the pink beanie.

Who's sleeping, who's awake

Well, she has finally begun to have "calm awake" time. At first we didn't know what to do with her. She would wake up and start making noise and we would run around trying to make her happy. Then we realized that she was happy just sitting there, making her noises. She is a very noisy baby. Eating has it's sound effects; sleeping has it's sound effects; bathing has it's sound effects; and playing has it's sound effects.

Cute yellow dress

I realize I haven't written much lately since we've been spending this time with my parents so I thought I'd jot down a few thoughts while I have the chance. We are finally starting to adjust to the huge changes Giovy has brought; although from what I hear "adjustments" will be knocking on our door quite often these first weeks, months and years. That's ok. Our door is open, let'em come. I know they'll be hard, I'm sure we'll cry, panic and not know which way to turn; but we'll make it because we love our little Giovy more than we thought possible.

Family dinner at the local pizza joint