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    Footprints

    October 3rd, 2010

    I started the footprints project last year, and now I have 3 sets of feet to look back at.

    I gotta say this year was definitely easier than last. I got him excited about fingerprints, and after that other body part (like his feet) were easy. The hardest part was getting him tired of the fingerprint pad and letting me put it away. We inked his and my palms, and he was gearing up to do my feet. Boy will that be a whole lotta ink!

    Isn’t it amazing how much his feet have grown in 2 years? It just strikes me to think of the size difference between G and his little brother.


    The BIG boy room

    October 3rd, 2010

    We moved G to his new room on Friday night. Overall, it went surprisingly well.

    Our evening started as we prepped G for bed-time, telling him that he would sleep in his new BIG boy room and his new BIG boy bed. He’s been in the room many times before as we’ve been building it out, and played on the new bed before, so thankfully it wasn’t like opening the door to a completely new space and saying “This is where you’ll be living from now on!” But it broke my heart when he saw his Nubs and his blanket on the new bed;  ran over, grabbed them and then took them back to the nursery to put them in the crib. At that moment I panicked on the inside thinking “Holy cow! Why did I think such a big change would work? This is painfully going to suck!”

    But it kind of worked out. He climbed out of his bed 3-4 times the first night, and I put him back each time. He ultimately got the message and crashed out. I think it helped that it was a bit past his bed-time already and he was pretty tired. That plus the fact that at daycare they sleep on cots on the floor, so he’s familiar with “I can get up and walk away” etiquette.

    I checked up on him at 4:00am the first night, and he was sleeping soundly. He woke up at 6, though, by yelling for me at his door (where we had put a gate up).

    Nap time yesterday also went fine. He was pretty tired from running around the park. He went down and stayed down. Today’s nap-time wasn’t as fortunate. It was a massive fail, and he didn’t take a nap at all. I don’t think it had anything to do with the new space though: he just wasn’t tired.

    Last night he fell out of bed, and kept sleeping. It was kind of humorous actually. He stirred when S picked him up and put him back in bed. We made it a point to NOT put the slats on the bed, so the mattress is straight on the floor, surrounded by the bed frame. Our hope was that the bed frame would keep him from falling. Clearly, we were wrong. We’re still not going to get a bed rail, because let’s face it: we’d have to surround the whole bed with them, and I’m more worried about G tripping over the rail when being the crazy dude he is, vs. rolling 10″ onto the floor. We will put down a few pillows under it though.

    One bonus? I can FINALLY lie in bed with him, if I needed to. There have been so many nights that I wanted to sleep in his bed with him rather than bringing him in bed with us. Obviously the crib wasn’t going to let that happen, and there are only so many hours that our glider chair was comfortable for. For now, no mommy cuddles because I need a wedge to get out of a bed that low to the ground, but it’s good to know that come baby brother debut, it would (hopefully) be easier.

    Before I leave, here are some pics of the room, per popular demand. We’re not “done” with it yet, but at this point it’s certainly usable. I really wanted the room to be gray and orange with white accents. Instead it’s gray and white with orange accents. I’m surprised that with orange being such a popular color, how hard it is to find affordable orange bedding. I’m not looking for anything fancy, but I also refuse to spend $150 on a bedding set that I know my kid at some point will yak all over. It’s just going to happen. We did find a set at Bed, Bath & Beyond for a very affordable price, but the orange and gray kind of clash with our colors. So we’re still search for the “right” set. Equally hard to find has been orange fabric to create a chair cover for the rocker. Lastly, I want to disguise the guest bed, so that the cherry wood doesn’t stand out so terribly. I refuse to paint it, so I’m considering a fabric cap. Ideally the fabric will be grippy, so we can do velcro animals, flowers and letters on it: use it as a big art board in a way. Anyway, here goes; and YES, it does look like we robbed IKEA.

    Malm twin bed and dresser. Letters from Woodland Manufacturing (brought over from the nursery), and the animals were purchased from Etsy (lion & giraffe from XpressionsThatStick and the elephant from ModernDecals). Diaper pail & trash can courtesy of Costco.

    Poang rocking chair and stool, and Besta bookshelf, turned sideways. You guessed it, IKEA.

    Growth chart from Etsy (seller singlestonestudios)

    While this room served as our office, we put in Pax shelves rather than getting bookshelves or looking into custom cabinet solutions. What we did in the nursery (way before it was a nursery, and served as our bedroom) was awesome; but it’s also a little pricey. Pax wardrobes, on the other hand, do an excellent job for a fraction of the cost. Now that this closet has reclaimed its identity, we adapted to G’s needs. In a way, having lived in the other room for the past 2 years, has given me an idea of what I want in the dresser, and what I want in the closet.

    By the way, you think he has enough shirts? 2/3 of his closet is courtesy of my local mother’s club. The rest were gifts. You’re looking at the equivalent of $75 of my personal spending (excluding the shoes & socks).

    When we get to it really being finished, finished, I’ll do another update.


    33 weeks

    October 3rd, 2010

    How far along: 33w
    Weight: 148lb
    Sleep: I’m getting it 🙂
    Gender: Can you say testicles?
    Movement: It’s slowing down, but what he’s lacking in frequency he’s making up in strength. You can see a good foot sticking off the side of my belly from time to time. Or a bondy baby butt.
    Feeling: Good, and tired. I could really use naps now. I’m 5 weeks away from the end of work though, and hopefully I’ll have some ME time at home before S2 arrives to take those naps. Oh, and as a weird feeling experience: the skin of my belly is feeling really numb right around my belly button. What gives?
    Food cravings: I haven’t been too hungry lately. It’s interesting: my appetite seems to have subsided, and I can’t eat very much when I do eat. So not much in the craving department… although today I’m really craving some pumpkin pie. All the pumpkin signs around me are very influential 🙂
    Fetal development:
    This week your baby weighs a little over 4 pounds (heft a pineapple) and has passed the 17-inch mark. He’s rapidly losing that wrinkled, alien look and his skeleton is hardening. The bones in his skull aren’t fused together, which allows them to move and slightly overlap, thus making it easier for him to fit through the birth canal. (The pressure on the head during birth is so intense that many babies are born with a conehead-like appearance.) These bones don’t entirely fuse until early adulthood, so they can grow as his brain and other tissue expands during infancy and childhood.


    Don’t blame the baker

    October 2nd, 2010

    I don’t know why but over the last week I’ve gotten a bunch of comments from people that go something like this:

    “So you must be due very soon, right?”

    When I tell them that I have another month and a half to go, they look at me with bewilderment.

    Am I THAT big people? I mean I know I stick out a lot, but I don’t feel that I look disproportionate for a(n almost) 33 week pregnant lady.

    I mean, come on: you don’t blame the baker for how tall the souffle rises!

    I’ve decided to hold my hang out and ask for a penny every time someone says this expecting a response. I bet I can subsidize S2’s college fund by the end of November.


    No!

    October 1st, 2010

    Just when G finally started using “Yeah”, we entered the age of “NO!” And I don’t mean “No!” in the sense of answering when in conversation. G is now asserting himself by clearly telling us that he doesn’t want to do something.

    This morning “No school!” I thought I had at least 4 more years before hearing that one. He LOVES school, but apparently he likes hanging out in his pajamas watching Cat In The Hat more.

    Then it’s “NO!” on dinner. “NO!” on getting in the car. “NO!” on getting in his seat. You get the picture. It’s tiring. I’m tired.

    He’s 2. I get it. 2, I’ve heard is all about the “NO!”. 3 is then all about the attitude. Joy! 2 more years of pissy toddler behavior. And then 2 more from S2 immediately in his heals.

    This brings me to my T + teen Theory. It goes something like this: any age that starts with T or ends in teen is a bad age… except for 10. I don’t hear many parents complaining about their 10-year olds.

    So… someone want to tell me why Xanax is not a de-facto prescription for child caregivers?


    Foto Friday

    October 1st, 2010

    From G and S’ first soccer class last Sat

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    Coach Lowe. Who kept referring to herself in the 3rd person the whole time. Made for some confused parents.

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    He did have a good time. I promise!

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    Yeah, you can tell a true athlete from the rest when they suck on a finger and hold Daddy’s hand during drills.

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    Foot on the ball.

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    Drills.

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    First goal.

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    Smoothie reward after a hard workout.

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