She's Growing so fast!

She's six months and all the sudden she is sixteen months. She is talking some, walking, climbing things and she is getting into trouble. Speaking of trouble, I got to go........ she's in trouble.

Tessa Jane is One!!!!

I know... where the heck have we been???? Suffice it to say it's been a very, very busy few months! I somehow always forget that the first 4 months of the year are the busiest at work... I always end up working lots of overtime and weekends. But this year was especially tough with several new clients and a couple of huge projects. Thankfully, May brings us back to the usual ebb and flow that is the advertising biz.

So I owe a huge apology to all the friends and family that think we crawled under a rock or moved to Brazil or joined a cult!


Tessa Jane turned one on Tuesday. We had a family & friend party on Sunday. It was soooo good to see everyone & Tessa had a ball! She got lots of dollies and new duds. And, of course, covered herself in birthday cake!

Tessa is growing by leaps and bounds. She is 21 lbs. 5 oz. - not surprising since she eats just about anything you put in front of her! She's not walking yet, but we're pretty sure that's because she's totally fascinated with CLIMBING!!!!! Yikes! She'll take a few steps for us but she's more interested in conquering her environment. Her nickname is Tank... she won't go around something or change her course, she goes right through, or over, or off (the bed or sofa), bonking her noggin or chin but shaking it off with no tears!

She's also very vocal. She can say all the important stuff: Mama, Dada, Emma, baba, kitty-cat, doggie, bye-bye, night-night, baby, no more and (big time suck) what's that... which can also sound like wattsuuuuppp?

And, just in case you're wondering, the kid's smart as a whip! Just like all the other sucker parents, we've got all kinds of educational toys for her (even the stupid noise-makers with no volume control) that are supposed to make her brain grow. So on her birthday, in a feeble attempt to go "old school educational toy" I bought her the box that has all the shapes in it that has a lid with corresponding shape holes that you have to fit those shapes into get them in the box. Gosh that was difficult to explain! Anyway, I sat on the floor with her pretending to force the star shape into the square hole and the circle shape into the triangle hole for 15 minutes... no interest... AT ALL!! Finally got up to do something. Looked over, and she had taken the lid off and put all of the shapes in the box without forcing them through the stupid holes! DUH!!!!!!! She is soooo not interested in that toy anymore!

In other news, Emma heads off to big-girl-sleepover-for-two-weeks-camp on June 15. I can't believe my big girl is really that big! I'm still trying to prepare myself for the moment we have to say goodbye... I know I can't cry but sheesh!!! Emma's dance team also took first place last weekend at competition. I was so against her competing in dance but now I'm completely convinced it's one of the best things that's happened to her (I mean it's dance... real dance... not drill team or cheerleading).

In closing, we're all doing great and (to reiterate) have not moved or joined a cult. I'm really, really, really sorry for not keeping you all up to date. I'm sure you all think I'm a huge flake! Right now I'm thankful for two great kids, a wonderful husband and great friends and family... who love me despite my flakiness :)

I'm a bad, bad blogger!!

Everyone I know is mad at me right now (including my own mother) for hiding under my little rock for the past two months! There's no good excuse other than to say we have definitely bonded and Tessa has adjusted beautifully!

Looking back, the first few weeks were pretty tough. Then it only got tougher when I got the flu (for THREE weeks and even after getting a flu shot) and at times really and truly thought I was dying. As dramatic as that sounds, the flu that has been making it's way through our part of the world is particularly bad... in fact one of Emma's teachers died the week before Christmas two days after getting sick. Really unbelievable. She was only 52. It was pretty traumatic for the kids. It was equally traumatic for parents of the kids in her class. It was several days before the teacher's family revealed what had killed her and once they did, parents were scared... REAL scared. Good news is that most kiddos have far better immune systems than us old fogies and bounce back quickly.

Otherwise, the holidays were great! We got to spend lots of time with both sides of the family and Tessa stole the show everywhere we went! That kid is a real ham!!! Tessa didn't really understand the gift ritual but that was OK because Emma was all too happy to open a few extra presents - even if they weren't for her :)

Monday is D-Day. I go back to work :( The time I've spent at home was priceless and I'm soooo glad I was able to literally give her my time 24/7 for as long as I did. Next week will be tough for both of us - she is now a "velcro" baby and has quite a case of separation anxiety. Sometimes she will scream at the top of her lungs if I walk away from her... not a tired, cranky cry - a genuine hurt cry.

But to be 100% honest, I'm kind of looking forward to going back to work. I'm just not the stay at home type (at least without a nanny lol!) and having intelligent (or semi intelligent) adult conversations is something I'm craving. I'll miss Tess tremendously but I truly feel we've formed a bond that will endure me leaving her to "play" all day with three new friends :)

I've got to run because we have a dinner date. I intended to write a novel (hah!) but time got away from me today... something to do with velcro :) A BIG apology to those that have followed the blog and wondered what the heck happened to us (especially my girls on the Yahoo group). I PROMISE to keep everyone updated... really, I swear!!!

Here are a few pictures I took of Tess yesterday. As confident as I feel photographing children and babies, I have never done it all by myself. Usually I've got a mom just out of frame entertaining the baby and moving it back to the set after it crawls away. So it was definitely a learning experience!!!! Hope you like the pics - more to come soon!!!!


This is the shot I was going for when I set up the shoot. Unfortunately, Tessa didn't really care about the rose so this was the only shot I got... luckily it was in focus!


Tessa and Tex (Darn that wrinkle in the background!! Photoshopping will have to wait till I go back to work)

This kid loves hats!!!!!!!!!!! Couldn't make a shutterbug happier :)





See my new tooth? The other one's about in too... no more toothless grins!

Long time no blog...

First, my apologies for our loooong delay in posting. I had no idea so many people were following the blog and have been really surprised by the number of people clamoring for updates.

Of course the trip was grueling - 24 hours give or take. Again EVA air was great - although we couldn't all sit together because of the plane's layout. The bulkhead had a bassinet & she slept for about 6 of the 11 hours from Taipei to San Francisco - we were high-fiving on our way to customs... unfortunately we high-fived waaaay too soon. Tessa got fussy the minute we got off the plane. I was sure it was her soaked diaper bothering her (would've changed her on the plane but the seatbelt light was on for the last hour of the flight) so I parked the stroller behind a massive column about 50 feet away from the "line" to customs to change her. Mid butt-wipe this rent-a-cop (aka TSA dude) tells me that they "have places for that kind of thing - you need to do that somewhere else." Lucky I'm not in Guantanamo Bay because I looked Opie straight in the eye and said "We just got off an eleven hour flight, we still have to go through customs, immigration, and walk all the way to Terminal C. We have 16 bags, a wet baby and an exhausted nine year old. Where am I supposed to do "this kind of thing?" Being the expert butt-wiper that I am, I had her changed before he could answer and went on my way. A few minutes later Opie found me again and apologized but saying again there are "places for that kind of thing" but I wouldn't even look at him... grrrrrrrr.

The next 12 or so hours were pure torture - mentally and physically. Tessa was gassy after the international flight and there was NO consoling her. She screamed and squirmed with all her might (our sincere apologies to those on rows 20 and 22 on the 1:00 a.m. flight from San Francisco to Dallas.) I'm pretty sure it was her version of boot camp for her new mommy - strengthen all of mommy's arm muscles and deafen her ears a little... perfect!
Finally made it to Austin where Nana and Papa (thanks Ken & Connie for letting them borrow the Suburban!) would drive us home.

That's pretty much the last clear memory we would have for roughly 10 days. Jet lag kicked all of our butts. Emma went to school two days in a row with no sleep (and slept-walked Halloween). Several times we all woke up and looked around to realize we'd fallen asleep mid-conversation and it was now three hours later... FREAKY!!!

We're back on Texas time now and Tessa is still working hard to train us. Once she got over her jet lag, it seems she realized that this was real - new people, new bed, new place, new bottle... new everything and she was NOT totally thrilled with the idea. Several days of fussiness and LOTS of holding and coddling seems to have won her over. The Tessa we know today is so much different than the one that got off of that plane. She belly laughs, smiles often, snuggles even when she's not sleepy, tolerates a little alone (not being held) time, is more easily soothed and genuinely seems to truly trust us (something I didn't believe would be an issue - it was really frustrating sensing that she wasn't 100% comfortable with us).

Anyhoo, the hermit-like life we've lead for the past few weeks somehow seems to be what the doctor ordered for her and us. Now we just need to work on establishing a schedule.

Check out her skillz!!! In her effort to crawl, she always ends up in the splits - I soooo want to Photoshop her on a balance beam!!!

The holy grail... she's always certain there's something to eat or drink in this cup.

Itty Bitty Kitty loves Tessa Jane - grabbing the new kid's toys when she isn't looking isn't a game, it's a way of life.

Maestro!!!! Tessa LOVES this little keyboard.

Tessa doesn't mind scales and eyes on her fish... yum!

Here are a few photos from our last day in Taiwan. We went to the East coast and then to an old gold mining town. We never saw any evidence of any previous or current gold mining... well there is a HUGE market that runs through the middle of the town that caters to tourists looking for souvenirs.


Everywhere we went young ladies would circle around Tessa pointing and taking pictures. Emma's convinced they thought we were celebrities adopting... maybe the kid's just cute?

Here's lunch. We called it Chinese Matzo (sp?) Ball soup. Lots of different dumplings in a broth... not bad.

Really????? Condom WORLD????? A whole world in that little cubicle of a store??? Who else is thinking a man owns this joint???

Mr. Yeh holds Tessa saying "mei mei, mei mei" - which means little sister, little sister.

Emma proves she is a great jie jie (big sister)

The rocky Eastern coast

Temple at the waters edge

Sleep

Hi I'm Emma.I can't go to sleep!!!!!!!!!

San Fran!

Hi Emma again! Were leaving for Dallas in ... well, its an hour or less! Tessa's asleep and everyone in the airport is so tired they're quiet :) Its just a matter of time in'till she sees her real home ( at least for now.) talk to you again when were not in an airport!

Farewell Taiwan!

We've had the time of our lives but it is time for us to head home & get settled into our new life.

Today was another fun day of sightseeing (shopping) complete with exotic foods and funny stories. Don't have time to post today's pics and I'm sure we'll be totally zonked for a few days after we get back so be patient... more stuff coming.

Mr. Yeh arrives in an hour and a half to take us to the airport for our looooong flight(s). Cross your fingers that we survive traveling for 21 hours with an infant... !!!!!!!

Mom & Dad, it won't be long now!