The official blog transition.

Now that I'm a parent, I have some bittersweet news: this blog will be inundated with baby-gushing from now on.

I can't help it! She's so sweet and adorable and precious and cute and wonderful and amazing and...well, you get the point. But, I assume you'd rather see for yourself.

I give you Rose Elizabeth:

(It may not seem like it, but I promise she has more blankets than just the one in all of the pictures.)

Lastly, I've been inspired by my friends Graig and Sara to present all of my blog readers (all three of you) with a small challenge. Below is one of the more entertaining pictures of our little goofball. I have a couple of captions in mind for this photograph, but I'd like to hear your suggestions. Please send me an e-mail or write a comment with your best idea for the caption to this photo. I'm not sure what the winner will receive (besides our admiration, of course). May the best caption win.

[I've also posted this challenge on Facebook.]

Guess what? I gave birth!

So yeah, I'm officially a mom. As I sit here writing this post, my husband (Andrew) is sleeping. My daughter (Rose Elizabeth) is sleeping. My dog (Della) is sleeping. My cat (Toonces) is sleeping. My other cat (Elvis) is probably sleeping.

And I'm wide awake.

Wide awake and staring at the baby monitor, hoping to see a flicker of red light announcing that Rose is rousing. I'm with the "never wake a sleeping baby" crowd, but sometimes I really want to. Because how else am I supposed to spoil her and love on her and shower her with kisses?! Maybe if I type R-E-A-L-L-Y L-O-U-D-L-Y she'll accidentally wake up... nope. I guess I should appreciate this quiet time. Too bad there's no one else awake to appreciate it with.