My Daughter's Magnetic Personality

Our beautiful daughter Ginny attracts attention. She seems to welcome it, too.  We somehow gave birth to an extrovert.  We find that amazing because Chris as introverted as one can be, and I'm, well, let's just say I would not describe myself as either an introvert or an extrovert. I sit somewhere right in the middle. If I lean anywhere it would be more toward the introverted side of things. Instead of giving me energy, being around a lot of people wears me out.

Ginny seems to have a spirit that draws people to her as well. It amazes me every time I witness this ability of hers.  It makes me think of a friend of mine, Amy Anne. Amy has many interesting stories to tell and many interesting things that have happened to her just because her energy draws people in to her. Ginny appears to possess that same magnetism, that same spirit of being.

Since Ginny was born, we have had many random strangers come up to us to tell us that they think Ginny is beautiful.  By many, I mean a LOT.  I expected it to some degree but had no idea she would attract high levels of attention.  We think she is adorable, but we are biased.

Now, I do expect a lot of new parents have the same experience as we do with the wonderful comments. I just wonder if they have had all the experiences we have had.

Once, after Mass, we had a woman come up to us and tell us that Ginny was beautiful and wonderful. She then said she would love to babysit for us. We didn't know her.  Chris and I had seen her at Mass for the last couple of years, but had never interacted with her before.  Our initial reaction was "Heck, yeah!", in our heads of course, but without knowing her we did not take her up on the offer.

Then tonight, again after Mass, an older woman came up to us. We had never seen her before or interacted with her before. Apparently she has seen us several times though. She had seen Ginny and thought she was beautiful. She told us that she makes afghans for people, for free, and wanted to make one for Ginny, if that would be alright with us. We said it would be fine.

Chris and I are the first to admit that Ginny is amazing, adorable, wonderful, beautiful, and smart.  We're biased though.  We never expected her to draw people in the way she does.  What an incredible gift to possess. I hope she doesn't lose that as she gets older.

A New Endeavor

Today I decided to do something a bit crazy.

I've gone and started a second blog.

Insane, right?

Some of you might be wondering why I would even need a second blog.  I guess I don't "need" one.  However, this blog is focused on my family, some of my thoughts, and most importantly, my adventures into motherhood.  My new blog, Traces of My Past, is focused on my genealogy research.

I'm a bit excited about this new endeavor. I hope it helps me as I do research and look into exploring opportunities in genealogy research.

Only time will tell.

My Little Shopper

Ginny in her car seat ready to go to the store.
Daisy is in the background wishing she could join us.

Today it is Tuesday. Tuesday is the day I go grocery shopping every week.  I don't know why I chose Tuesday as "the grocery day" but it is what it is.  It has been that way for years, too.  When I was teaching, I would go after work every Tuesday. Since I got married and became a housewife, I still go every Tuesday but now in the late morning.  

For the last 8 months, I have had a companion with me when I go shopping, my daughter Ginny.  The first time she went shopping with me I used my Moby wrap. She was bundled close to me and would often fall asleep in that position.  She loved my wrap.  Now she is not a huge fan of the wrap because she wants to see everything.  My daughter loves observing all that is around her.  She doesn't want to miss anything.  

She just got in the cart & can't wait to start.

Our shopping trips are a lot of fun. I actually enjoy grocery shopping. I enjoy it more now that I have Ginny with me.  I'm sure I freak out people as we walk the aisles because I talk to Ginny the whole way through the store. I let her know what we are buying and even tell her how to check fruits and veggies.  

Ginny loves chewing on my purse as we shop.

What I find most amusing are the smiles Ginny gets as we go through the store.  Ginny smiles back at those who smile at her. She is a social baby, our little extrovert.

Ginny is helping me with the list.