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Friday, December 27, 2013

There is not much sleeping in cosleeping

I have been cosleeping/bed sharing with Cubby since the first nights in the hospital. I just felt safer, having him close in case something happened, to check his breathing, to nurse.  Almost 9 months in, we are still bed buddies.  I love all of the snuggling. I hold his hand or wake up wrapped around him....and this is why I've got to quit. 

My back is killing me!  He nurses multiple times a night because I'm there.  The older one is starting to join us half the nights.  I am sad to think of sleeping without him, but I know it is for the best.

He is starting to sleep longer in the crib - he's there now - and Chris is going to help with the night weaning very soon.

It means my baby is growing up.  And it makes me sad and tearful.  There is nothing sweeter than hearing his tiny snores and grunts.  Well, maybe a good nights sleep.  I'm going to have to be strong.


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Wednesday, December 25, 2013

Clap your hands

Cubby picked today to clap for the first time.  I hope that means that he had a wonderful Christmas.

Bub was so excited by all of his gifts and many of Cubbys.  We're fostering sharing over here.  Let's hope anyway!

I was very touched by my gift from the boys. It's a new bathrobe. Purple,  my favorite color.

My old robe was long ago turned into lovies for Bub.  My replacement robe also symbolized comfort to Bub. He knew I wasn't going anywhere if I still had that grungy thing on.  He would often tell me how much he liked it,  in fact!   And now the puppy robe that's missing a pocket and has snuggled my new baby through colic and teething can be turned into a lovie for Cubby. I hope it holds the same magic.

Thank you,  Chris,  for helping me pull off a wonderful Christmas.   We're exhausted and our house is staged for an episode of Hoarders,  but the boys will attests that it was all worth it.

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Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Get to bed, Santa's coming!

Bub, how many carrots do you thonk the reindeer need?

*thinks hard*

6.

We can't wait for the excitement that only dinosaurs and battery powered baby toys can induce!

Feeling joy!


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Sunday, December 22, 2013

A Visit With Santa

A few weeks back at Harvey's Farm.
We met Santa, Bub got a blue candy cane, and he ran around, high on blue sugar.










Perspective

Cubby slept for 5 straight hours last night, the longest stretch in his 8 1/2 months on Earth!  I am ridiculously happy about this. 

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Monday, December 16, 2013

Play Group Christmas Party Part IV

What a lucky girl I am to have such lovely friends! We got together with our play group for a little Christmas party and bowling.  8 kiddos in a tiny basement bowling alley plus one geriatric dog who kept eating all of the snacks (dog was free with the lane rental) made for a raucous time.

Bub loves his buddies. I think it will be or New Year's resolution to see more of them.

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Saturday, December 14, 2013

Crazy things you do for your kids

I am changing the pillowcases at 11 PM and I'm suddenly reminded of my 9 month pregnant self, obsessing over pillows.  I NEEDED new pillows!  Specific ones from Bed Bath & Beyond!  I couldn't stop thinking about how my pillows were old and that I would soon be bringing home a new baby into a house with old pillows.
Thankfully, my mom went and bought them for me, resolving one nesting crisis.

Funny thing is, you know where that pillow is now?  In Bub's bed, because he's sick and wanted a Mama Pillow.  I'm sleeping on the old one.

Thursday, December 12, 2013

When the sick kid is Bub, the medicine is DINOSAURS

Bub's cold turned cough has metastasized into it's final stage of double ear infection.  We were at the doctor's today and I was reading him a dinosaur book in the lobby.  Amazingly, we don't have "The Colossal Book of Dinosaurs."  We only have "The Mammoth Book of Dinosaurs".  He was so upset that we couldn't borrow the book.

I have just been thinking that I need to clean house on about 2 dozen dinosaurs before Christmas.  Yet, what did I do today?  Bought a new dinosaur book.  Maybe I'm the sick one.

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Baby giggles

Daddy tickles Cubby with kisses.

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Special date with Bub

The two of us walked down to the library and met up with a friend from preschool.  We all enjoyed going to a Christmas fair and eating gingerbread cookies and Bub got a crocodile painted on his cheek.  Then we found a sweet bird feeder ornament that he wanted to buy and he made sure that we got one for Cubby, too.

The Great Orator

Cubby continues to be the LOUDEST kid!  It's no doubt due entirely to his need to be heard above his very loud parents and brother.

If we try to watch a TV show in the evening with Cubby, that's pretty much all we can say we did, "watch".  Hearing dialogue is out of the question.

He's saying Mama, Dada, Kitty (well, I think it sounds like Kitty)

Saturday, December 7, 2013

Teef!

Cubby got his two bottom teeth!

Friday, December 6, 2013

The new normal

In keeping with the awesome trend of not sleeping, my second son just w
on't take a nap in a bed, crib or even my arms.  Only the car will do.

So, the new plan is to pack up an hour before we need to pick up from preschool. I drive until eyes close and then I get a whole 40 minutes to sit in the car.

JOY!


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Cubby is 8 months old

Just shy of 8 months old, Cubby has mastered crawling, he's pulling up, waving and increasing his babble.

He's 23 lbs and 30" tall.


And he's definitely on the "NICE" list.
(I promised I wouldn't tell Santa about his refusal to nap.)

Monday, December 2, 2013

Dear Bub and Cubby

You are both so super lucky that you each know the exact moment to turn on the cute.
After 5 days of you both being sick with colds, I'm pretty close to becoming a working mom WITH a full time Nanny.
And just when I'm writing my cover letter in my mind, you jump on me with a hug or flash me a slobbery grin.
You're both excellent manipulators and, as your mother, I hope you'll find ways to make that skill work out for you financially.  So you can move out at 18. And pay for the expensive assisted living residence that I deserve. With top tier pharmaceuticals because I'm going to be super duper crazy by then.
Love,
Your Mama

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Sunday, December 1, 2013

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