TV addiction: A mother's confession

As a new mom I have lost the joys of sleep, leisure, and soon food. In fact I mentioned to Adam the other night that it may be time for me to stop pretending that I can eat whatever I want because I am pregnant/nursing, to which he thoughtfully replied, "Its been a good run..." With this impending additional loss I find I have only one real indulgence left in my life: Television. When Molly was born we didn't even have cable. I was sustained by the news and re-watching seasons of Gilmore Girls on DVD and I was fine with that. During the first week of her life I was an emotional mess, I could not cope with this tiny fragile creature, the loss of freedom, and the trauma of healing after childbirth. One day, in a particularly horrible moment, I was uncontrollably bawling and Adam came walking in the door from work on the phone with the cable company. He announced that he was ordering me cable WITH a DVR and I have never loved him more than in that moment! Since then we have also added netflix to our repertoire and I am now frequently disturbed by the amount of TV I watch on a daily basis. I really need to get control, but I find that it really gets me through the day. I'm not always watching it, sometimes I have it on as background noise or just to feel like I am not alone. Am I the only one? Those of you without TV, how do you do it?

New post, REALLY!

Dear blogging world, its been so long! The thought of catching up on all the details of the last 6 months makes me want to faint, so I will just hit the highlights. First and foremost I FINALLY finished my stinking degree hooray!!! Thats right blogging folk, I am officially a doctor now so if anyone ever yells, "Is there a doctor in the house?" I am now obligated to stand up and offer my fluting skills.
Mostly this degree makes me happy because I never have to pay tuition to ASU ever again EVER!!! Hip Hip Hooray!!! Did I mention that this means NEVER EVER??!!! Other than that, my doctorhood doesn't really have any bearing on our daily lives. I like to think that Molly appreciates my newfound smartiness, but I think she loves me mostly because I feed her.

Aside from my graduation, all our other milestones revolve around our sweet little baby girl. Molly is about to turn 8 months old and she continues to be pure joy in little girl form. She has two little teeth, she sits up by herself, rolls over and recently has started to scoot around on her belly. She smiles and laughs all the time and LOVES to snuggle. I spend most of my day trying to not to squeeze her too hard, she is SO cute to me! So far I think she is going to be a chatterbox and a little social butterfly. Her favorite thing to do is be around other kids. She basically freaks out with excitement when she sees other babies, and I actually think she said her first word last week: mama. I wouldn't really count it, but I was teaching a flute lesson and my student, her mother and sister all agreed that she was definitely saying to me. I may be stretching that one a bit...She is still trying to learn how to sleep through the night. She has good days and bad days. In fact any sleep advice from seasoned mothers would be greatly appreciated...
I could talk about Molly all day long, but for the sake of the blogging world I will wrap it up. I love love love her!!!!