Another milestone

My little girl climbed to the top of the stairs by herself today! Granted, I was behind her, guarding and encouraging her the entire way, but she did it! She was so darn proud of herself :) Then we had to go back down so she could do it again, and again, and again....I made her stop so there was some energy left when Dave got home so he could see it, but man, tantrum time when I stopped the fun. Mean mommy, also stopping the good times.
Oh, I also got bitten on my foot today...another first! I think her teeth are bothering her again, but seriously, my foot! It was an interesting day all around today. We had a fun outing this morning to Whole Foods and Walmart, gotta love the extremes of those 2 places, and then home for the foot biting experience. Unfortunately there is a change in weather today and I had a horrible headache. The first time, in a long time, that she sleeps for almost 3 hours and I was so uncomfortable all I could do was lay on the couch with my eyes closed. Oh the cleaning that could have occurred!
I also had some unfortunate things occur with my MIL. Apparently the pics she received were not up to her standards and she was making our photographer uncomfortable and I get a last minute email asking me to do some research for a present for Dave and to pretty much take care of all the details for them. That one tipped me over the top. I had a headache, tons to do around the house, was a bit miffed at the whole picture incident and now, even though I worked hard to make sure I was done with his B-day stuff already, I was being asked to run out at some point and get another gift?! Okay, I have had time to calm down and reading my MOPS magazine helped me refocus, a lot, and I sent another email tonight letting them know of another gift I have lined up for Dave and told them they could go in on it with me.
I think what really threw me in the request was that she was asking me to research for them the gift I told her, when she was out here, that I had been working on for months for Dave. In other words, this gift that I was so proud of myself to planning she wanted me to hand over so they could say it was from them. I am proud that I stood my ground, in a respectful way, and even more proud that I was able to refocus my thoughts tonight and come up with another idea for them for his birthday. Tomorrow is about celebrating him, his birth. I think he'll like his gifts, so does it really matter who they are from?