I'm getting E ready for bed tonight and I realized that I have forgotten the wipes. So I raise the rail on the baby bed and leave E lying on her back playing with her toys. When I return a minute later she's sitting straight up on her behind holding her baby doll! I was like, "Oh my gosh! She sat up on her own! JOSH!!! COME HERE!!!"
In runs Josh saying, "What's wrong?!"
I say, "Look! She's sitting up straight! She did it all by herself!"
Josh says, "Really?" Like he's not convinced.
So I lay E on her back again and she rolls over on her belly, puts the palms of her hands on the bed, raises her butt up in the air and slowly but deliberately puts one foot at a time in front of her and sits down on her booty. Then she straightens her back, sitting up, and laughs at us.
She's so cute! Here are a few pictures of her sitting up on the floor in our living room.

Isn't she cute! I'm so proud!
Check out those eyelashes! I'm so jealous! Too cute!
And here's our Angel, Kayla. She's being silly and trying to NOT smile. Gotta love her!
Our Princess, Nana. I can't believe she's 5!
And our Prince, J. What else can I say but Prince? He's our boy.
And on the work front...
One of my residents, Jim, passed away yesterday. His wife, Betsy, still lives with us at the nursing home. Their relationship was definitely a love/ hate relationship. He would holler for her to come to his side, she would oblige. She wanted to kiss..he'd pull her hair while she did so. When she left his side he would call for her again. And this was the cycle. He had dementia, she has a touch of it plus mental retardation. None of the office workers thought that his death would bother her much. We nurses knew better. She is mourning. And because of her mental state this makes understanding what has happened even more difficult for her. She regularly goes into his room (they didn't share the same room) looking for him. And cries when she again realizes why he 's not there. It makes me sad to know that she's alone now. All she has left is us, she has no children or other family out there. But this is what I do. I care when there's no one else to care. And I love it. Goodnight folks. Sleep tight. God Bless
In runs Josh saying, "What's wrong?!"
I say, "Look! She's sitting up straight! She did it all by herself!"
Josh says, "Really?" Like he's not convinced.
So I lay E on her back again and she rolls over on her belly, puts the palms of her hands on the bed, raises her butt up in the air and slowly but deliberately puts one foot at a time in front of her and sits down on her booty. Then she straightens her back, sitting up, and laughs at us.
She's so cute! Here are a few pictures of her sitting up on the floor in our living room.
And on the work front...
One of my residents, Jim, passed away yesterday. His wife, Betsy, still lives with us at the nursing home. Their relationship was definitely a love/ hate relationship. He would holler for her to come to his side, she would oblige. She wanted to kiss..he'd pull her hair while she did so. When she left his side he would call for her again. And this was the cycle. He had dementia, she has a touch of it plus mental retardation. None of the office workers thought that his death would bother her much. We nurses knew better. She is mourning. And because of her mental state this makes understanding what has happened even more difficult for her. She regularly goes into his room (they didn't share the same room) looking for him. And cries when she again realizes why he 's not there. It makes me sad to know that she's alone now. All she has left is us, she has no children or other family out there. But this is what I do. I care when there's no one else to care. And I love it. Goodnight folks. Sleep tight. God Bless