My boys on my lap in the morning.
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Sark
Today I read these words of wisdom...they are on the front of a greeting card I was once sent. The words are by Sark about " being a succulent woman". But I find that this applies to not only being a woman, but a mom, friend, co-worker, sister, daughter, wife and person.
I have quite a few over-loaded friends I'd like to shout this to.
You ARE enough.
You HAVE enough.
You DO enough.
Simple right? But how often do you confidently tell yourself this? A good reminder for myself on days that I am feeling overwelmed.
I have quite a few over-loaded friends I'd like to shout this to.
You ARE enough.
You HAVE enough.
You DO enough.
Simple right? But how often do you confidently tell yourself this? A good reminder for myself on days that I am feeling overwelmed.
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Hugh Fix
Hugh man is chugging right along...plumping up and doing all of the baby-things he's supposed to.
He had his 2 week appointment yesterday and we found out he is at the 50% for his weight and just over the 75% for his height. He seems HUGE to me. And it's such a relief.
He is now the size that Eli (his little big brother) was at 2 months! Hey sister-he may compete with Henry's 20 lb mark! Although it is such a relief it is also scary. I just don't want this boy to grow up. I want him to be baby-ish for as long as possible. He fits perfectly in newborn size clothes now and will be venturing into 0- 3 month clothes soon!
Hugh was born with this furrowed brow-these lines on his forehead. It made me laugh. They go away when he sleeps and when he tries out his other moods and expressions. He makes lots of funny faces and everyone says they are seeing a lot of Eli in him. I'll take it because I think Eli was darn cute!
We've been asked about nicknames a lot. Andy and Eli and I are open to having different nicknames for Hugh. What pops out of my mouth is Hughie, Houghie Lou and Hugh Berry. Andy calls him Hughie and Moose (he also calls Eli Moose). We've heard a few others from some and it's cute when many little kiddos can't say Hugh and it comes out "Who". I'm sure with time....nicknames will stick.
Eli is still getting accustomed to sharing the attention. He does often ask where Baby Hughie is but doesn't want to hold him or talk to him much. I know this will change as Hugh becomes more interactive. Eli does talk about how he will be able to play this or that with his brother, yet he still tells people he has a baby sister. Eli has been feeling a little under the weather with a cold and seems tired to me. His behavior has tapered off-often times more naughty when Andy and I are both home and listening better when it's just me at home. Last night Eli helped make dinner. We had salad, a chicken and pea casserole and a banana. He wanted to help make the salad. Usually we give Eli cooked vegetables because in the past he has sort of coughed on lettuce-he always eats his fruits and veggies before his entree. So I decided it was time to re-try. So we made a small salad for him with lettuce, cucumbers, carrots, broccoli and green peppers. MAN was that boy passionate about his salad. He dug right in and wouldn't put that fork down for any other part of dinner. Made this dietitian/mom beam.
I can tell that these days I am all about baby and family and being a mom. I just can't seem to blog about anything else or stay interested in anything that doesn't deal with those topics. It's my life right now. And I'm letting it take over. It's only fair-because it's such an amazing life-to be a mom.
Today:
I already cleaned the kitchen and had a big breakfast
I already drank 24 oz water (watch out Sarah!)
Will rest with Hugh
Fold the laundry
Make dinner-chicken, sweet potatoes and another salad
Head to the library when the big boys get home
Think of Erika often-Happy Birthday sister in law!
Change lots of diapers and give many kisses (that's a given)
What's for dinner in YOUR house?
He had his 2 week appointment yesterday and we found out he is at the 50% for his weight and just over the 75% for his height. He seems HUGE to me. And it's such a relief.
He is now the size that Eli (his little big brother) was at 2 months! Hey sister-he may compete with Henry's 20 lb mark! Although it is such a relief it is also scary. I just don't want this boy to grow up. I want him to be baby-ish for as long as possible. He fits perfectly in newborn size clothes now and will be venturing into 0- 3 month clothes soon!
Hugh was born with this furrowed brow-these lines on his forehead. It made me laugh. They go away when he sleeps and when he tries out his other moods and expressions. He makes lots of funny faces and everyone says they are seeing a lot of Eli in him. I'll take it because I think Eli was darn cute!
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We've been asked about nicknames a lot. Andy and Eli and I are open to having different nicknames for Hugh. What pops out of my mouth is Hughie, Houghie Lou and Hugh Berry. Andy calls him Hughie and Moose (he also calls Eli Moose). We've heard a few others from some and it's cute when many little kiddos can't say Hugh and it comes out "Who". I'm sure with time....nicknames will stick.
Eli is still getting accustomed to sharing the attention. He does often ask where Baby Hughie is but doesn't want to hold him or talk to him much. I know this will change as Hugh becomes more interactive. Eli does talk about how he will be able to play this or that with his brother, yet he still tells people he has a baby sister. Eli has been feeling a little under the weather with a cold and seems tired to me. His behavior has tapered off-often times more naughty when Andy and I are both home and listening better when it's just me at home. Last night Eli helped make dinner. We had salad, a chicken and pea casserole and a banana. He wanted to help make the salad. Usually we give Eli cooked vegetables because in the past he has sort of coughed on lettuce-he always eats his fruits and veggies before his entree. So I decided it was time to re-try. So we made a small salad for him with lettuce, cucumbers, carrots, broccoli and green peppers. MAN was that boy passionate about his salad. He dug right in and wouldn't put that fork down for any other part of dinner. Made this dietitian/mom beam.
I can tell that these days I am all about baby and family and being a mom. I just can't seem to blog about anything else or stay interested in anything that doesn't deal with those topics. It's my life right now. And I'm letting it take over. It's only fair-because it's such an amazing life-to be a mom.
I already cleaned the kitchen and had a big breakfast
I already drank 24 oz water (watch out Sarah!)
Will rest with Hugh
Fold the laundry
Make dinner-chicken, sweet potatoes and another salad
Head to the library when the big boys get home
Think of Erika often-Happy Birthday sister in law!
Change lots of diapers and give many kisses (that's a given)
What's for dinner in YOUR house?
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Purple crayon
Eli is not yet interested in potty training. He's making steps towards it, but is very resistant to the idea of sitting high up on the throne. He will now tell you when he is wet or when he needs to go number 2. (is that the blog-appropriate way to write that?).
Usually if we suggest sitting on the potty he will fuss and whine and even start to cry-so we always let it go. Last night Andy was giving him a bath and he noticed he was in position to do his duty. In the tub! Andy quick said "no not in the tub!". So he swiftly put him on the potty and not a minute later, dripping wet, all 26 lbs of I'll Eli man made a splash-in the potty! I came running in and saw the biggest smile on his face. Eli was sooooo proud. Proud like I've never seen before. "I went poopy" he said (direct quote-therefore not blog-appropriate terminology). I couldn't believe it. I let out my traditional "eeeeeeeeeeeee" but still was in disbelief. "are you sure?" I asked.
But it's always a good idea to check it out...as we lifted him off the potty we noticed it was a beautiful, rich purple color. "awwwww Eli! What a great try! How did that happen?" At the bottom of the toilet was not what we expected. Instead we saw a purple bath/soap crayon that Eli uses to draw with had sunk to the bottom. The crayon must have been stuck between his 2 little cheekers and to him it felt like he had actually gone to the bathroom and instead the crayon just un-stuck itself and dropped in the toilet!
This was one of the highlights of my weekend. Yes, when you become a parent, the bathroom habits of your littles can become the highlight of your weekend.
Usually if we suggest sitting on the potty he will fuss and whine and even start to cry-so we always let it go. Last night Andy was giving him a bath and he noticed he was in position to do his duty. In the tub! Andy quick said "no not in the tub!". So he swiftly put him on the potty and not a minute later, dripping wet, all 26 lbs of I'll Eli man made a splash-in the potty! I came running in and saw the biggest smile on his face. Eli was sooooo proud. Proud like I've never seen before. "I went poopy" he said (direct quote-therefore not blog-appropriate terminology). I couldn't believe it. I let out my traditional "eeeeeeeeeeeee" but still was in disbelief. "are you sure?" I asked.
But it's always a good idea to check it out...as we lifted him off the potty we noticed it was a beautiful, rich purple color. "awwwww Eli! What a great try! How did that happen?" At the bottom of the toilet was not what we expected. Instead we saw a purple bath/soap crayon that Eli uses to draw with had sunk to the bottom. The crayon must have been stuck between his 2 little cheekers and to him it felt like he had actually gone to the bathroom and instead the crayon just un-stuck itself and dropped in the toilet!
This was one of the highlights of my weekend. Yes, when you become a parent, the bathroom habits of your littles can become the highlight of your weekend.
Friday, March 2, 2012
Legs
Eli has string bean legs. In person it is much more apparent.
Last night at open gym Eli got to try out the tricycle which he forbade himself from riding the correct, efficient way. Watching him maneuver in his way worried me that it could become painful. But he enjoyed himself, moved his legs quickly and swiftly, made good ground and never ran into anybody.
Andy and I giggled from the sidelines as we watched him flit across the gym.
Last night at open gym Eli got to try out the tricycle which he forbade himself from riding the correct, efficient way. Watching him maneuver in his way worried me that it could become painful. But he enjoyed himself, moved his legs quickly and swiftly, made good ground and never ran into anybody.
Andy and I giggled from the sidelines as we watched him flit across the gym.
My boy songs
Do you remember this post?
Well now there is another little boy in my life and I want to share this song again. Although it was an "Eeli" song and will always be an "Eli" song I will probably start to sing this to Hugh too. It's a favorite of mine-and I think you can all see why (read the lyrics or listen to the words) especially if you've brought a boy into this world.
I don't know how many people asked...do you want a boy or a girl? Andy and I once again had opted out of finding out the sex of the baby. I know everyone always says "healthy" is what they want. I'm sure many expect healthy, especially if they have not had any problems and have had good prenatal care. But Andy and I had a different experience than what most expect when we had Eli. So this time, when people asked if we preferred a boy or a girl, we truly meant it when we said "healthy". I seriously did not have a preference. Because we have not declared this will be our last-either one was going to be fine. I would love to have a girl (some day) but it did not have to be this time around. Both sides of our families have only 1 granddaughter, but multiple boys. I'm sure everyone is waiting for more girls. But not us...we are just as ecstatic to have another little baby boy. A brother for Eli. A little brother. Not only do we have lots of boy stuff aruond the house, I adore the little hats, little boy shoes, the sporty and trendy boy clothes. I know boys. I don't have to learn "hair" (yet) and I love to say "the boys" and it encompasses all of them (sorry Bailee).
Hugh-here are a few things I want you to know about your arrival:
1. Contractions started at 2:30 am and I didn't go to the hospital until 12:30 in the afternoon the next day. You weren't born until almost 6 pm.
2. I drank a Shamrock Shake from McDonalds while counting contractions. We also went for multiple walks outside.
3. Grandma Barb came to stay with Big Brother Elijah
4. There was a medical student in the room for the birth (on a Sunday?). I asked him (jokingly) if this was his first live birth. He paused and then said "yes". HA! This was so funny to me because I know a doctor never forgets their first surgery, first screw up or first live birth. The next day he came to my room (neon pumas and shaggy hair) with his little note pad to ask me questions. I asked him if I had traumatized him. He said no and continued with his assessment.
5. My OB wasn't there to deliver you because it was a Sunday. The female doc I had was really nice and labor went really fast once they broke my water. I had some intense contractions in my back that spurred them to check me again and realized I was ready to deliver you. As I pushed (only 20 minutes) it was real relaxed in our room. There were 5-6 medical professionals in the room and Andy. Between pushes I would look at each persons face and think "yes, this is it. This is how it is happening. These are the people that are going to deliver my 2nd child". It's so surreal when you are actually going through it.
6. You were healthy. You came out screaming the cutest scream ever. Andy announced that it was a boy and you looked big. Our hospital stay was uneventful and we took you home right away. Now you are 12 days old and thriving.
Another of my favorites for little boys--a song my brother in law would sing to his son. Not sure of the meaning...not sure if the lyrics are right for little boys or not...but another favorite.
Well now there is another little boy in my life and I want to share this song again. Although it was an "Eeli" song and will always be an "Eli" song I will probably start to sing this to Hugh too. It's a favorite of mine-and I think you can all see why (read the lyrics or listen to the words) especially if you've brought a boy into this world.
I don't know how many people asked...do you want a boy or a girl? Andy and I once again had opted out of finding out the sex of the baby. I know everyone always says "healthy" is what they want. I'm sure many expect healthy, especially if they have not had any problems and have had good prenatal care. But Andy and I had a different experience than what most expect when we had Eli. So this time, when people asked if we preferred a boy or a girl, we truly meant it when we said "healthy". I seriously did not have a preference. Because we have not declared this will be our last-either one was going to be fine. I would love to have a girl (some day) but it did not have to be this time around. Both sides of our families have only 1 granddaughter, but multiple boys. I'm sure everyone is waiting for more girls. But not us...we are just as ecstatic to have another little baby boy. A brother for Eli. A little brother. Not only do we have lots of boy stuff aruond the house, I adore the little hats, little boy shoes, the sporty and trendy boy clothes. I know boys. I don't have to learn "hair" (yet) and I love to say "the boys" and it encompasses all of them (sorry Bailee).
Hugh-here are a few things I want you to know about your arrival:
1. Contractions started at 2:30 am and I didn't go to the hospital until 12:30 in the afternoon the next day. You weren't born until almost 6 pm.
2. I drank a Shamrock Shake from McDonalds while counting contractions. We also went for multiple walks outside.
3. Grandma Barb came to stay with Big Brother Elijah
4. There was a medical student in the room for the birth (on a Sunday?). I asked him (jokingly) if this was his first live birth. He paused and then said "yes". HA! This was so funny to me because I know a doctor never forgets their first surgery, first screw up or first live birth. The next day he came to my room (neon pumas and shaggy hair) with his little note pad to ask me questions. I asked him if I had traumatized him. He said no and continued with his assessment.
5. My OB wasn't there to deliver you because it was a Sunday. The female doc I had was really nice and labor went really fast once they broke my water. I had some intense contractions in my back that spurred them to check me again and realized I was ready to deliver you. As I pushed (only 20 minutes) it was real relaxed in our room. There were 5-6 medical professionals in the room and Andy. Between pushes I would look at each persons face and think "yes, this is it. This is how it is happening. These are the people that are going to deliver my 2nd child". It's so surreal when you are actually going through it.
6. You were healthy. You came out screaming the cutest scream ever. Andy announced that it was a boy and you looked big. Our hospital stay was uneventful and we took you home right away. Now you are 12 days old and thriving.
Another of my favorites for little boys--a song my brother in law would sing to his son. Not sure of the meaning...not sure if the lyrics are right for little boys or not...but another favorite.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Simple joy
Could someone be so happy just because they had time to prepare dinner? Instead of trudging through an 8 or 10 hour work day and then gritting my teeth and thinking about what to whip together with 3 needy boys a nd a dog at my heels, today I started dinner in the afternoon and making the second part right now. I wanted to smile through the whole thing. I love being in the kitchen. I love serving a meal (a good meal is aka love to me) to my family. The whole thing makes me feel good. I know this may not last but I am finding the simple joys in things such as this. Please remind me when I start to describe trudging through my day differently at home.
Tomorrow is day 2 on my own. We have a few things planned to keep us distracted and busy. Andy says he has a busy and full day and then he is going outwith a few friends for a co-workers charity benefit. I can't believe I agreed to let him go out when Hugh is not even 2 weeks old but it's all good for me and my confidence.
More to come...I've been dying to blog about Hugh's birth details and how he is "chugging along" as Eli would say in his train language.
Tomorrow is day 2 on my own. We have a few things planned to keep us distracted and busy. Andy says he has a busy and full day and then he is going outwith a few friends for a co-workers charity benefit. I can't believe I agreed to let him go out when Hugh is not even 2 weeks old but it's all good for me and my confidence.
More to come...I've been dying to blog about Hugh's birth details and how he is "chugging along" as Eli would say in his train language.
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