Okay, Okay...

I think I'm being chastised by a certain someone for not updating my blog. :) (Just kidding De). Sorry for my slackfulness. I've been working on a lot of other things lately, and honestly, the energy and desire to blog about my daily life just has not been there. :) But I'll try and be better. But really, not much has been going on. Dixie is walking now, and although she is still pretty unsteady, she's getting the hang of it and generally tries to walk everywhere now instead of crawling. We've tried to get some cute video of it, but this girl just sees the video camera and heads straight for it and then just starts crying when we won't give it to her. So almost all of our video is of her crying right into the face of the camera. Lovely. :) But I'll work on getting some good pictures to put up or something.
Anyway, other than that, life is pretty much the same 'ol same 'ol. Just pluggin away and trying to stay sane. Oh, which reminds me... I had a melt down last night. The first one I've had in a long time, but I just lost it. It was a slow thing in coming, but basically the pressure in my head just built up all day long as Dixie just cried and fussed and whined over every. little. thing. Well, usually Jim comes home right after work and rescues me from the insanity when Dixie is having a day like this, but on this particular day he was preparing for a Grand Opening sale at work which meant he didn't get home until late, so I was dealing with it all day by my lonesome. When he finally did get home, things got a little better, but he still had some work to do and while he was outside cleaning his truck (I had told him it was fine to go do it), I was inside wrestling (and I mean WRESTLING!) Dixie to change her dang diaper. I eventually won and got the diaper on, but pajamas were hopeless. Jim had heard Dixie screaming and came in and I just sat there in a zoned state until he got close and then I threw the jammies at him and started bawling. And then when he told me to not tell him it's okay to go outside if it's really not, I YELLED at him in order to tell him I wasn't mad at him. (Do you like my logical way of expressing my non-anger?) Wow. Major Mommy Meltdown #1. Ugh.
Resolution to the day: Both Dixie and I felt bad for putting each other through such misery. I went and gave her a big hug once Jim had gotten her jammies on and she calmed down in my arms and let me feed her and rock her to sleep.
Life Lesson Learned: Yelling out your frustrations does not make the baby stop crying. In fact, it just makes her cry even more.
Here's to better days ahead!
P.S. Today is a much better day. :)