But we have Y paraphernalia on Baby K.
He makes it look so cute, I almost don't mind.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
An "Abencher"
S and I concocted a plan for St. Patrick's Day. For a few days leading up to today we told T about Leprechauns and rainbows and pots 'o gold. Then last night we had a visitor, a leprechaun came to visit! He left a shamrock trail in the house that led to the front door. When we looked outside, there was a rainbow trail to follow. I told T we were going to have an adventure. She was really cute about it. K caught some of the action:
T loved the green bubble wand and said we went on a "abencher." Baby K was just happy to be along for the ride, but the sun was really bright so he was pretty squinty eyed in a lot of the photos.
T loved the green bubble wand and said we went on a "abencher." Baby K was just happy to be along for the ride, but the sun was really bright so he was pretty squinty eyed in a lot of the photos.
Monday, February 15, 2010
Scrub, scrub, scrub, we're in the tub
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Did you think I was dead?
Well, I'm not. The blog was this close to being done for though. I love it when I finally post, but sometimes it is more of a burden, this thing. In certain moments, I think to myself, you need to remember this and savor it later. So I am setting out a goal. One blog a week. (I know, Reeeeaaaal ambitious, Z!) But, If I can blog weekly for awhile I can feel like I'm at least recording the highlights of the week and maybe I'll try to do more when that time comes.
This next bit is from a post I started on Feb. 8.... I figure I'll just get it in and go from there :)
Baby K is adorable. He just smiles and smiles, it kinda makes up for all the not sleeping and angry crying he did for so long. OK.... that he still does. Both of my kids love it when I do the "piggies" and brush their faces with a strand of my hair. It's one of the things that I use to stop baby K from just crying and crying. It seems to help him break out of the cycle.
We put Baby K in the Jumperoo the first week in December and he still loves it so much. He just rocks and bounces. He even rocked himself to sleep once to our astonishment. He has hit so many milestones lately. Baby K had his first taste of cereal last Monday. I'll post pictures to show how it went. He decided that rolling was his new thing a few days ago so keeps going back and forth. He doesen't sit for extended periods yet, but he is working out those abs with all his might.
We kept getting asked how much he weighed, so I finally put him on the baby scale a few days ago... 18 lbs! It is funny watching people pick him up because they get this look like "Woah!" It makes me laugh. Baby K has a great laugh too. And he does it so much. He will laugh just because we are laughing.
T decided that she wanted to help blog too, so here is her contribution:
nnnnmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnmnmmm
There you go. That just about says it all.
This next bit is from a post I started on Feb. 8.... I figure I'll just get it in and go from there :)
Baby K is adorable. He just smiles and smiles, it kinda makes up for all the not sleeping and angry crying he did for so long. OK.... that he still does. Both of my kids love it when I do the "piggies" and brush their faces with a strand of my hair. It's one of the things that I use to stop baby K from just crying and crying. It seems to help him break out of the cycle.
We put Baby K in the Jumperoo the first week in December and he still loves it so much. He just rocks and bounces. He even rocked himself to sleep once to our astonishment. He has hit so many milestones lately. Baby K had his first taste of cereal last Monday. I'll post pictures to show how it went. He decided that rolling was his new thing a few days ago so keeps going back and forth. He doesen't sit for extended periods yet, but he is working out those abs with all his might.
We kept getting asked how much he weighed, so I finally put him on the baby scale a few days ago... 18 lbs! It is funny watching people pick him up because they get this look like "Woah!" It makes me laugh. Baby K has a great laugh too. And he does it so much. He will laugh just because we are laughing.
T decided that she wanted to help blog too, so here is her contribution:
nnnnmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnmnmmm
There you go. That just about says it all.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
I love you
How sweet are those three simple words. T said them to me for the first time tonight. Twice.
I really love that kid.
I really love that kid.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Hammin' it up
As we were eating dinner tonight, brunner complete with chocolate chip mini-muffin-pancakes (see Bakerella) I looked over and T was a huge mess. After I told her so, she tilted her head, smiled a big goofy grin and said "take picture." K and I had to laugh, and of course, take a picture.
(I also wanted to add that T's hair is getting so long it hangs in her face so I have told T that big girls have to wear a bow or "piggy tails" and not take them out. It's only been two days, but we are doing better than I expected. It still comes out occasionally, but stays in longer than the 5 seconds previously!)
(I also wanted to add that T's hair is getting so long it hangs in her face so I have told T that big girls have to wear a bow or "piggy tails" and not take them out. It's only been two days, but we are doing better than I expected. It still comes out occasionally, but stays in longer than the 5 seconds previously!)
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Baby K smiled at me today. A big, squinty eyed, gummy smile. I had just finished feeding him and was talking to him saying "Hiiii" and he smiled. Twice. I was a little surprised about it. When you feel a little like a zombie for weeks on end, moments like that are so treasured. It made me remember that T was stingy about her smiles for awhile at the beginning so I hope that baby K won't follow his sister's example, cause man, it's real cute.
T is a wonderful big sister. She is so interested in him and gives him lots of loves and pats on his head everyday. There have been a few close calls where she might have tried to be a little too loving, but I think she genuinely likes being a big sister. We got her a book while I was pregnant that I think really helped. It is just pictures, but it was nice to talk about what a big sister does and what a new baby would be like. (A small tangent... I really Really love children's books. There are so many good ones out there. I also really love the library. It's fun to go get a pile of new books and explore them with T. It helps me find out what she likes before I buy any books.) She is doing well without me too, she is such a mamma's girl, and last week surprised me by going to the park with her Grandpa B by herself. She just came up to me and said "Byyyee" and left. That has never happened before. I often feel guilt that I can't be two of myself and still give T the time I used to. I am hoping that as baby K gets on a schedule, I'll be able to do more one on one time with her again.
My biggest struggle, besides the lack of sleep, is that my pregnancy weight is sticking around. I assumed that I would slowly loose it like I did with T, but I haven't lost any since coming home from the hospital, and it makes me feel like a blob. My preggo clothes are still the most comfortable and I shudder at the idea that I may need to go buy some pants that fit me right now. What I would really like to do is throw away 90% of my wardrobe. After I lose the 25 lbs, of course. Having S around makes it a little more tricky to not want to eat really yummy food all the time too. I think we made a dessert every night last week. So good... My goal is to cut down on all the extras and hope to see some results. If not, I may have to go on a diet. I have never really done that and I fear I lack the self discipline to stick to something. I can offically start exercising again in a few weeks and I am excited that now I have an exercise buddy in S. Pilates here I come!
T is a wonderful big sister. She is so interested in him and gives him lots of loves and pats on his head everyday. There have been a few close calls where she might have tried to be a little too loving, but I think she genuinely likes being a big sister. We got her a book while I was pregnant that I think really helped. It is just pictures, but it was nice to talk about what a big sister does and what a new baby would be like. (A small tangent... I really Really love children's books. There are so many good ones out there. I also really love the library. It's fun to go get a pile of new books and explore them with T. It helps me find out what she likes before I buy any books.) She is doing well without me too, she is such a mamma's girl, and last week surprised me by going to the park with her Grandpa B by herself. She just came up to me and said "Byyyee" and left. That has never happened before. I often feel guilt that I can't be two of myself and still give T the time I used to. I am hoping that as baby K gets on a schedule, I'll be able to do more one on one time with her again.
My biggest struggle, besides the lack of sleep, is that my pregnancy weight is sticking around. I assumed that I would slowly loose it like I did with T, but I haven't lost any since coming home from the hospital, and it makes me feel like a blob. My preggo clothes are still the most comfortable and I shudder at the idea that I may need to go buy some pants that fit me right now. What I would really like to do is throw away 90% of my wardrobe. After I lose the 25 lbs, of course. Having S around makes it a little more tricky to not want to eat really yummy food all the time too. I think we made a dessert every night last week. So good... My goal is to cut down on all the extras and hope to see some results. If not, I may have to go on a diet. I have never really done that and I fear I lack the self discipline to stick to something. I can offically start exercising again in a few weeks and I am excited that now I have an exercise buddy in S. Pilates here I come!
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Time moves on
Every week I feel like I should post about baby K's progress. He is now 3 weeks and 3 days. I wouldn't say that time has flown by but I couldn't say that it has been dragging either. My days and nights seem to flow together into one long progression of feed, change, bounce and sleep.
We are trying to put baby K on a evening schedule now. He gets a bath right before or after T and his last meal at 10ish. It seems to be what he naturally wants to do, so that is a big help.
We are trying to put baby K on a evening schedule now. He gets a bath right before or after T and his last meal at 10ish. It seems to be what he naturally wants to do, so that is a big help.
Friday, August 21, 2009
One week
Baby K is officially one week old today. Knock on wood, he is a good, good baby so far-a great sleeper, very mellow, super snuggly.
I wanted to record a little of the birth experience before I forget. Week 39 of my pregnancy was misery at it's finest. I was getting so swollen, my ankles disappeared for awhile. When I would walk, I felt like I was walking on glass. So when I went to my last appointment and the doc said I was still at a 1 and 70% effaced I broke down. Part because I had really hoped that I would go into labor on my own. Having T was a really terrible labor and I feared being induced again. The other part was just ready to move on and quit being pregnant.
When my Dr. asked me what I wanted to do, schedule a induction or wait another week and see what happens I couldn't decide and did the most embarrassing thing instead. I cried. I couldn't help it. Once they were there they kept flowing. My poor Dr. handled it well. (I guess dealing with preggo women all day gives you a great deal of patience).
I agonized over it all that night and the next day, a Thursday, I decided to go ahead and have the baby on Friday. Misery overruled the fear. Friday morning about 4:30 am I woke up and noticed that I was contracting regularly so I got up to time them. They were about 5 minutes apart but not too bad. We went in at about 7:50 for the induction. When I was checked this time, I was at a 4+ and 80% effaced. I was so happy! (I guess baby K just needed me to make the appointment so he could decide to come anyway.) Labor was four hours from the time my water was broken and in two pushes, he was out. It was so different from T and so much better.
Baby K cried while he was getting cleaned up but was very sleepy and mellow during the rest of his stay at the hospital. Apparently, a baby that sleepy is bad because he didn't want to eat that often and lost a lot of weight. He started at 8 lbs. 4 oz. and dropped down to 7 lbs. 7 oz. at his lowest. He also developed jaundice. Our doctor's office has seen us three times in the last five days to monitor his levels. They finally dropped today (hooray) so we can quit taking him in so frequently, until next Friday at least, and no longer need to have his heel pricked. The doctor's office said to just keep feeding him as often as possible.
It's a little weird to have a baby that is so small though. T was quickly a big cheeked, fat rolls on legs baby. K is a chicken legged little thing. In a weird way it makes him look like an old man. That and his ability to look very serious all the time- he has some crazy deep wrinkles on his forehead!
I wish I was one of those women to whom nursing is easy and I envy those who can do it without severe pain from the inability to get a consistent good latch. Today I switched to just pumping to give my body a chance to heal a little before trying again. I pumped exclusively for about 10 months with T and I really would like to not do that again. A pump is a godsend though. I don't want to associate pain with feeding K and resent him for making my life miserable every few hours. This time around I feel like I have more support and knowledge so I'm optimistic that we will make it through to a happy place.
I wanted to record a little of the birth experience before I forget. Week 39 of my pregnancy was misery at it's finest. I was getting so swollen, my ankles disappeared for awhile. When I would walk, I felt like I was walking on glass. So when I went to my last appointment and the doc said I was still at a 1 and 70% effaced I broke down. Part because I had really hoped that I would go into labor on my own. Having T was a really terrible labor and I feared being induced again. The other part was just ready to move on and quit being pregnant.
When my Dr. asked me what I wanted to do, schedule a induction or wait another week and see what happens I couldn't decide and did the most embarrassing thing instead. I cried. I couldn't help it. Once they were there they kept flowing. My poor Dr. handled it well. (I guess dealing with preggo women all day gives you a great deal of patience).
I agonized over it all that night and the next day, a Thursday, I decided to go ahead and have the baby on Friday. Misery overruled the fear. Friday morning about 4:30 am I woke up and noticed that I was contracting regularly so I got up to time them. They were about 5 minutes apart but not too bad. We went in at about 7:50 for the induction. When I was checked this time, I was at a 4+ and 80% effaced. I was so happy! (I guess baby K just needed me to make the appointment so he could decide to come anyway.) Labor was four hours from the time my water was broken and in two pushes, he was out. It was so different from T and so much better.
Baby K cried while he was getting cleaned up but was very sleepy and mellow during the rest of his stay at the hospital. Apparently, a baby that sleepy is bad because he didn't want to eat that often and lost a lot of weight. He started at 8 lbs. 4 oz. and dropped down to 7 lbs. 7 oz. at his lowest. He also developed jaundice. Our doctor's office has seen us three times in the last five days to monitor his levels. They finally dropped today (hooray) so we can quit taking him in so frequently, until next Friday at least, and no longer need to have his heel pricked. The doctor's office said to just keep feeding him as often as possible.
It's a little weird to have a baby that is so small though. T was quickly a big cheeked, fat rolls on legs baby. K is a chicken legged little thing. In a weird way it makes him look like an old man. That and his ability to look very serious all the time- he has some crazy deep wrinkles on his forehead!
I wish I was one of those women to whom nursing is easy and I envy those who can do it without severe pain from the inability to get a consistent good latch. Today I switched to just pumping to give my body a chance to heal a little before trying again. I pumped exclusively for about 10 months with T and I really would like to not do that again. A pump is a godsend though. I don't want to associate pain with feeding K and resent him for making my life miserable every few hours. This time around I feel like I have more support and knowledge so I'm optimistic that we will make it through to a happy place.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
A new name
Well, it looks like the blog is getting a new name- K to the Z to the T to the K. We are so happy baby K is here and has all the right number of body parts. I will pst pictures and all the stats when I get home and settled in to being up at all hours of the night. Hooray!
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Checkup
Yesterday I went for my now weekly checkup. We did an exam and guess what? At 37 weeks and 4 days I am thick and closed- translation: no baby anytime soon! My goal is to go full term with this baby, so mentally I am prepared for 2 1/2 more weeks, but I was hoping for some kind of progress. I would like to go into labor on my own this time and not be induced if possible. Oh, well. I also got an ultrasound. From the measurements, the baby is already 7 lbs. 7 oz. "You make big babies" my doctor said. Sweet. The good news is that the baby is still a boy and is head down, so I've got that going for me.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Play Dough?
I finally let T loose on some Play Dough a few days ago. If I had known how much she would love it, I would have done it a long time ago. We sit together at least three times a day and just roll, squish, cut and scoop. It is nice that T is able to sit and concentrate on a task for quite a while. For the last week as soon as T has woken up in the morning, she says "Curious *pause* George?" "Banoons?" Meaning: Let's watch Curious George. After her nap today it was "Play Dough?" I get worried sometimes that T will get stuck in a rut and only one thing will make her happy, so it is relieving to me when we find new ways to get her excited and entertained.
On a similar note, I am amazed at how much of my day consists of simply playing around. Granted, it is not always incredibly stimulating for me, but that is part of the challenge of being a mom I think. I have to stretch to find Play Dough fun for the third time in the day, but when I find myself just relaxing and not thinking how bored I am at that moment, it tends to work out.
On a similar note, I am amazed at how much of my day consists of simply playing around. Granted, it is not always incredibly stimulating for me, but that is part of the challenge of being a mom I think. I have to stretch to find Play Dough fun for the third time in the day, but when I find myself just relaxing and not thinking how bored I am at that moment, it tends to work out.
Is it wrong.....
Is it wrong to covet a dress that is for little girls? There is no way I would shell out $50 for it for T but it is sooo cute! And with the red shoes? I might have to start sewing children's clothing! No, that's a bad, bad idea. Let's be honest, by the time I finished it, it would be too small. Maybe for me though....
Friday, July 17, 2009
Can we blog yet? Yes we can!
I've got to get blogging again! I really need some motivation though. What I don't know.
My days are really busy right now because all I can think about is the fact that the baby is four weeks away and I feel like there is so much to do before then.
One of the projects we have been working on T's room and baby boy's room. They are really coming together and starting to look awesome. K is so handy to have around too! The beadboard and trim make the rooms look amazing.
T is already in her new room and has been sleeping in her "big girl bed" for the last few nights. (I didn't want to have to get a second crib.) It's been a little challenging and I think we made it a little tougher on ourselves by moving rooms and beds at the same time. We used to just put her in bed and say goodnight and have her go to sleep. It takes a little more convincing now. As I was laying on the floor by her bed feeling frustrated I remembered that it took T a long time to get to the easy nighttime routine. I used to sing/bounce her for forever. The muscles my arms developed! I am so glad I can just be there now. Each night is a little better, and I think that she will be well established by the time the baby comes so we can move him to the crib.
S is moving in with us in a few weeks and we are getting so excited. How lucky am I? We have always been the best of friends. People would see us together as kids getting along so well and would ask us if we were faking it. It always seemed weird to me when siblings didn't like each other! I think that the house will feel even more like a home with S and the new baby. As much as I love solitude, the house is just a little empty right now. I can't wait.
The pregnancy finally feels like it is flying by. At my next Dr. appointment we are going to do an ultrasound to check the baby's position. Ultrasounds are one of the best things about being pregnant, so I am having K and T come so they can see too. It seems funny to be doing one this late, considering we are going to be seeing this kid in real life in a few weeks, but I definitely won't complain.
Well, it's pumpkin time for me. Will I blog again in the next month? It will be a surprise to you and me. :)
My days are really busy right now because all I can think about is the fact that the baby is four weeks away and I feel like there is so much to do before then.
One of the projects we have been working on T's room and baby boy's room. They are really coming together and starting to look awesome. K is so handy to have around too! The beadboard and trim make the rooms look amazing.
T is already in her new room and has been sleeping in her "big girl bed" for the last few nights. (I didn't want to have to get a second crib.) It's been a little challenging and I think we made it a little tougher on ourselves by moving rooms and beds at the same time. We used to just put her in bed and say goodnight and have her go to sleep. It takes a little more convincing now. As I was laying on the floor by her bed feeling frustrated I remembered that it took T a long time to get to the easy nighttime routine. I used to sing/bounce her for forever. The muscles my arms developed! I am so glad I can just be there now. Each night is a little better, and I think that she will be well established by the time the baby comes so we can move him to the crib.
S is moving in with us in a few weeks and we are getting so excited. How lucky am I? We have always been the best of friends. People would see us together as kids getting along so well and would ask us if we were faking it. It always seemed weird to me when siblings didn't like each other! I think that the house will feel even more like a home with S and the new baby. As much as I love solitude, the house is just a little empty right now. I can't wait.
The pregnancy finally feels like it is flying by. At my next Dr. appointment we are going to do an ultrasound to check the baby's position. Ultrasounds are one of the best things about being pregnant, so I am having K and T come so they can see too. It seems funny to be doing one this late, considering we are going to be seeing this kid in real life in a few weeks, but I definitely won't complain.
Well, it's pumpkin time for me. Will I blog again in the next month? It will be a surprise to you and me. :)
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