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10 on Tuesday

19 Apr

1. I spent the weekend meeting a bunch of internet friends in Chicago. No kids. No husbands. Just a bunch of girls. It was fabulous and so, so much fun. Our group has been together for TEN years. It started as a spin off of a popular wedding planning website and took on a life of its own. We now have our own forum, are Facebook friends with each other and have met many members face to face but this was the first time a major get together came to fruition. It was amazing.

2. Did I mention Chicago? I can’t even tell you how awesome it was to go back. Since we moved to Austin I’ve only been back once before this weekend. A lot is still the same. No major changes to the skyline unlike here. A lot of the retail downtown has moved around but all in all it was exactly as fabulous as I remembered. Except for the weather 🙂

3. I missed the kids something fierce. I made the conscious decision not to bring my pump and it worked out fine. I had to hand express a bit Sunday night but otherwise it wasn’t too bad. Two nights away was just enough time – I would have been super sad if I’d have stayed another night.

4. F did pretty well without Mama there. Apparently he woke up once each night and slept in later than usual. While I’m glad there weren’t any major issues I’m kind of ticked that I get the short end of the sleeping stick. He woke 3 times for me last night and got up at 5:30. Daddy came up after he heard the crying, took F downstairs with him and the little stinker went back to sleep until 6:30. There are going to be some changes made in our sleep routine, I just need to figure out what they are.

5. I missed the Easter egg hunt but the pictures were adorable. F had a blast, of course. He picked up 2 eggs and stood around shaking them like the egg shakers in music class. Too cute.

6. A is aware that Easter = candy. And there’s nothing she likes more than candy! She is my daughter, after all.

7. We booked our flights for PA and will be spending Mother’s Day weekend up there. I’m super excited to see my family – we haven’t been up that way since July of last year. Nana will be down at the end of May for A’s dance recital so we’ll be getting a lot of family time next month.

8. I don’t know how we lived without a water table for so long but O.M.G. the kids are CRAZY about it. They’ll splash in that things for almost an hour – it’s glorious and adorable. The best is watching F try to drink out of it like the dog. Silly boy.

9. We’re getting the kids pictures taken on May 1 then I think it’ll be time for F to get a haircut 😦 I’m hoping it’ll still be curly but honestly, the ends are a mess. I will weep, I know it.

10. Still no offers on our house. Now that T will be working from home having the extra space is probably a good thing but damn, this is a bummer.


10 on Tuesday

12 Apr

1. T got a job offer and accepted! I’m beyond excited. It’s a work from home position with a large bank HQed in my hometown. He’ll have to go for some training and I’m hoping to turn it into a family trip. More money, great benefits and a real life bonus plan – woot!

2. Kiddos have both been sick. F threw up for the first time Friday night. Poor baby was still in such great spirits – you wouldn’t even know he was sick. He was fine when he woke up in the morning but we still took it easy on Saturday. A threw up last night – same as F. She’s home with Daddy today and is reportedly acting like her usual crazy self.

3. The girlie and I had girls night on Sunday and went to see the Knuffle Bunny show at the Paramount Theater. We had a great time and even went for pancakes (her choice) after.

4. I’m flying to Chicago on Saturday for my first ever girl’s weekend! No kids, no husbands – just lots of drinks and sleep. I’m nervous but so, so very excited. I wasn’t sure I’d be able to go but checked airfare at the last minute and was shocked at how reasonable it was. I leave Saturday and return first thing Monday morning. Just enough time to get a little break.

5. I have no idea what to do about nursing. I don’t think I’ll need to pump and honestly don’t think I’d get anything anyway. I’m a little worried about getting engorged though. I figure I’ll nurse F before I leave and hope for the best. Eek.

6. The house is still on the market. We dropped the price a bit last week and have seen a little up-tick in the number of showings. The house across the street from us just popped back onto the market with a price that’s 20K less than ours. It’s not as “upgraded” as ours but that’s still going to hurt when people are looks at neighborhood comps. We’re in a small holding pattern with T’s new job anyway but it’s still a major bummer.

7. Not sure what we’re doing for Easter. I was thinking about doing an egg hunt at our house and inviting some friends over but with me going to Chicago that’s not going to happen. I was sort of hoping we’d make it down to Miami – girlie is missing her grandma like crazy and we had a blast last year – we’ll have to see. I love that she remembers Easter last year. Kiddos growing up isn’t all bad 🙂

8. I’m getting a haircut AND COLOR!!! on Friday. I can’t remember the last time I got a professional hair color and I need it badly. A is getting her haircut while I’m away on Saturday. T loves her hair short and in a little bob – not sure what I’m going to come home too. F is probably due for his first cut but I can’t bear the though of him losing his curls.

9. Work is kind of blah right now. Things are about to pick up so I’m trying to enjoy it while I can.

10. A’s dance recital is next month! I’m entirely too excited about it. She’s not 100% sold on her costume – I’m hoping she’ll come around by recital time.

My little chatterbox

31 Mar

For some reason I just assumed the MC wouldn’t be as verbal as MM. He’s not quite where she was a 16 months but I’ve been pleasantly surprised by how quickly the words have been coming since his initial verbal explosion. He says:

More (and signs this. Often.)
Apple (uses this for most fruit)

Not too shabby for 16 months!

Language Explosion

10 Mar

MC is about 15.5 months now and is chatting up a storm! It seems like he was stuck on uh oh, dada, more, a version of MM’s name that I can’t figure out how to type and ball forever but he’s recently added mama, dog, down, star, night night, snack, and water. He’s walking full time now. We just got him a pair of big boy shoes – he looks like such a kid now!

I had forgotten how much fun this stage is. It’s amazing watching and listening to him.

More nursing stuff.

15 Feb

I swear this isn’t all I talk about in real life but it’s been consuming me these past couple of weeks.

Things are getting a LOT better.  Since my post last week we’ve had a handful of good nights, one not so great night then last night.  6 hours of sleep IN A ROW.  I’ll get to that in a minute.

I had decided to loosely follow Jack Newman’s night weaning plan.  And when I say loosely what I mean is I read in about a year ago and am solely operating on instinct + what my poor pea brain retained from my past readings.  I decided that I would nurse MC to sleep then again at his first wake up which is usually between 10 and 11 then not again until after 5 am.  Naturally, the boy came up with a plan of his own. 

He’s opted to NOT nurse to sleep 3 of the past 6 nights.  On Sunday he nursed when he woke up but that was it for the entire day.  He did not nurse to sleep last night but he did want milk when he woke around 11:15.  I didn’t hear from him again until 5:45.  Let me repeat: SIX HOURS OF UNINTERRUPTED SLEEP. 

I can’t put into words how excited I am.  We’re taking baby steps but I feel like with this little nudge from me he’s really getting into a good sleep groove, finally.  I cannot lie, I love rocking the boy to sleep.  He nestles his head so sweetly on my chest and clutches both his blanket and his grinch close to him. It’s heaven.

I think that for the most part we’re done with daytime nursing.  It’s bittersweet, of course but it’s nice to not have to worry about the teeth.  I’m not committed to being done – it he asks he can nurse but he hasn’t.  I hope he sticks with the morning nurse – I love that time with him.  He wakes so happy and giggly and silly.  It’s a joy.

Sort of night weaning. Sort of.

8 Feb

I’ve been complaining about MC killing my poor nipples for roughly 5 months now.  Seriously people – it’s awful.  It tends to happen at night when we’re both too tired to really monitor his latch.  Friday night was awful.  He clamped down HARD on the left side and the right side already had a bad, bleeding crack so I decided then and there (at 10:30 pm) that it was time to quit griping and actually do something about this.  Living in fear of nursing your baby is no way to be.

I nursed MC to sleep on Saturday.  He woke around 11:30 and I didn’t/couldn’t nurse him.  He was awake for 4 long hours and was ANGRY.  He fell asleep in my arms around 3:30 and slept until 8:30 am.  Thank goodness.  We nursed when he woke up and he was perfectly happy and didn’t seem to be holding a grudge.  Interestingly he did not nurse prior to his nap and he slept for almost 3 hours.

I nursed him to sleep Sunday night.  He woke at 10:30 for some milk and went back to sleep.  Woke again at 1:30 and I told him no.  He was slightly less angry and finally went to sleep in my arms after 2 hours.  Woke again at 8 am, smiley and happy.  We nursed again. 

We played hard Monday morning.  He fell asleep in the car, transferred into his crib and slept for about 2.5 hours (yay!).  I nursed him to sleep and nursed him again at 11 pm.  He woke at 3:00 and was only up for 10 minutes.  He fell asleep next to me in bed, no nursing.  Woke this morning at 7 or so, nursed happily and all is right with the world.

My nipples are still cracked but no more bleeding.  His latch is a LOT better now that we’re both coherent when we’re nursing.  I’m hoping that he’ll stop waking at 3 am over the next couple of weeks – getting a solid stretch of more than 3 hours of sleep will be heavenly!

A day (actually 3 months ish) late.

3 Feb

This blog post by Nerdy Apple Bottom went viral back in November.  I laughed, I cried and it got my brain moving (which really is a feat these days).

I love that Boo dressed as Daphne and I commend Nerdy Apple for encouraging her son to be the boy he wants to be.  Had I seen him enter into school in his costume I would have been utterly charmed and would have high fived his mother on my way in. 

Her post struck so many chords with me.  Maybe because my little boy has a big sister and he really digs all of her things.  His “lovey” is a pink blanket that MM never really cared for. 

Of course, he’s still a baby but he really, really loves that blanket.  Like a lot.  Do I need to worry about him dragging that sucker into school and listening to a rude mom make a snarky comment?  I certainly hope  not.

Generally speaking, MM is all girl.  Her hobbies include walking around the house looking for “princess stuff”.  Princess stuff can be anything from plastic dress up shoes to a pink ribbon to a purple bouncy ball.  Pretty much whatever strikes her fancy.  She loves pink and purple and anything that sparkles (much like a magpie).  I fully expected my girlie to want to be a ballerina or a princess or something along those likes for Halloween but she surprised me when she said she wanted a Batman costume.  Pink Batman.

Forgive the awful picture. 

When we walked into school she saw her friends in their princess atire and I felt her hesitate.  She was starting to feel self conscious and I wasn’t quite sure what to do.  It seems like not quite 3 is so, so young to have to worry about self esteem but that’s the world we live in.  I gave her a huge hug and told her I loved her.  I reminded her that Grandma made her costume and that she was going to have so much fun at the school party.  Apparently that was enough to get her through her hesitation because she took off and played with her friends and  seemingly didn’t give her lack of princessness another thought. 

I tried (and am still trying) to be thoughtful about gender issues.  Having one of each gender makes it both easier and harder, especially since they’re close in age and are still developing their personalities.  When MM was our only we conscientiously purchased toys for her that would appeal to “boys” and “girls”.  She has baby dolls and trucks and a non-pink kitchen and enough blocks to construct her own private superdome.  As she’s gotten older she shows a clear preference for “girl” things.  And blocks.  But mostly “girl” stuff.

And so does MC.  Don’t get me wrong, he’ll pick up a truck and make cute little “vroom” sound effects but at the ripe old age of 14 months he’ll grab for the pink and shiny over blue and manly time and time again.  Will that change over time?  I don’t know.  I personally don’t care if he grows up and wants butterflies stenciled on his walls but my heart hurt thinking about how much harder his path through life will be.  The pain I felt watching MM’s little lip start to quiver when I took her to school in her Batman costume was hard.  It hit me then that as my children grow the issues we face will only get harder and more complicated.  The joy will increase but so will the sorrow. 

As lovely as it would be to keep them as babies forever…