Heavenly
Friday, September 30, 2005
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
The Mysteries & Wonders of Life
My children
Love
Cold fresh water
The way it smells after a rain
Friendships
The human body
Shooting stars
Chocolate
Sex
A good book
Hummingbirds
Waterfalls
Art
Love
Cold fresh water
The way it smells after a rain
Friendships
The human body
Shooting stars
Chocolate
Sex
A good book
Hummingbirds
Waterfalls
Art
Monday, September 19, 2005
Sunday, September 11, 2005
I'm inspired
to blog today. I checked all of my friends blog/baby sites this morning and they were all updated, so I figured it was my turn. Not that I'm even sure anyone reads this anymore but what the hell.
The boys are doing beautifully. Other than Mason's daily typical 2 year old breakdowns and his occasional need to beat me (quite literally), he is doing very well. He started a new school last week called Ice Cream and Shoe and he seems to really like it. I was feeling guilty for awhile about making the change of schools but he adjusted beautifully. His first day was Wednesday and on the way into class he asked me if I could stay. I said no but that I would be back to pick him up after lunch like I always do. He said okay and when we got into the classroom he put his new turtle backpack and his "shirtie" in his cubbie, kissed me, bumblebee binked me and was off to play. ::sigh:: my little boy is all grows up.
Morgan started eating solid foods a little over a week ago and he is officially done nursing. We had a pretty nasty case of thrush for a few weeks and it made it very difficult to nurse. I had been hoping to make it to at least 6 months but it just wasn't in the cards this time and I didn't have it in me to push it. Breastfeeding is not something I have enjoyed, either time, but I really wanted to do as much as I could to help the boys. We finally moved Mo-mo out of our room too. We aren't ready to put him in Mason's room yet, not until he is sleeping through the night, so we put him in the livingroom when we are ready to go to sleep. It seems to help as lately he's only been waking up about once in the middle of the night to eat.
Then last night a miracle happened....he slept the ENTIRE night. My mom was babysitting last night so that Wolf and I could go to a friend's birthday dinner in the city. She put him down around 8:30. He woke up crying at 12, I went out to put the binkie back in his mouth and he was asleep in seconds. Around 3 I woke up totally confused and disoriented because I couldn't figure out why Morgan hadn't woken up to eat. I had to go out and check on him to make sure he was breathing. He hadn't even moved! I woke up again at 5 to check on him and he was still in the same position...and still breathing. Mason woke up at 7 and I moved Morgan and his little bed into the bedroom and he continued to sleep until almost 8. Holy Shit! Almost 12 straight hours of sleep. Do I dare to think that this will happen more frequently? Do I truly see the light at the end of the tunnel? Of course not because that would jinx everything, but maybe if I think it in secret....
The boys are doing beautifully. Other than Mason's daily typical 2 year old breakdowns and his occasional need to beat me (quite literally), he is doing very well. He started a new school last week called Ice Cream and Shoe and he seems to really like it. I was feeling guilty for awhile about making the change of schools but he adjusted beautifully. His first day was Wednesday and on the way into class he asked me if I could stay. I said no but that I would be back to pick him up after lunch like I always do. He said okay and when we got into the classroom he put his new turtle backpack and his "shirtie" in his cubbie, kissed me, bumblebee binked me and was off to play. ::sigh:: my little boy is all grows up.
Morgan started eating solid foods a little over a week ago and he is officially done nursing. We had a pretty nasty case of thrush for a few weeks and it made it very difficult to nurse. I had been hoping to make it to at least 6 months but it just wasn't in the cards this time and I didn't have it in me to push it. Breastfeeding is not something I have enjoyed, either time, but I really wanted to do as much as I could to help the boys. We finally moved Mo-mo out of our room too. We aren't ready to put him in Mason's room yet, not until he is sleeping through the night, so we put him in the livingroom when we are ready to go to sleep. It seems to help as lately he's only been waking up about once in the middle of the night to eat.
Then last night a miracle happened....he slept the ENTIRE night. My mom was babysitting last night so that Wolf and I could go to a friend's birthday dinner in the city. She put him down around 8:30. He woke up crying at 12, I went out to put the binkie back in his mouth and he was asleep in seconds. Around 3 I woke up totally confused and disoriented because I couldn't figure out why Morgan hadn't woken up to eat. I had to go out and check on him to make sure he was breathing. He hadn't even moved! I woke up again at 5 to check on him and he was still in the same position...and still breathing. Mason woke up at 7 and I moved Morgan and his little bed into the bedroom and he continued to sleep until almost 8. Holy Shit! Almost 12 straight hours of sleep. Do I dare to think that this will happen more frequently? Do I truly see the light at the end of the tunnel? Of course not because that would jinx everything, but maybe if I think it in secret....
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
Out of the mouths of babes
On our way to the doctor's this morning for the boys 2 year and 4 month check ups, a truck driver cut me off and I got pissed off, so I shouted "Fudge" at him. Not very effective, but it made me feel better. All of sudden I hear Mason from the back seat say, "Sorry, Mama." For what, I ask him. "It was all my fault," came the reply. I hurriedly assured him it was not in any way his fault then proceeded to scold myself for allowing those words to enter his vocabulary. It doesn't seem fair that at 2 years old he should believe that anything is his fault. 2 year olds should not have faults. Even though he doesn't know what it means, it seems like it's too much responsibility for one little boy to take on. Mistake seems like such a better word - I know they don't mean exactly the same but it is the closest word Mason should have to use at this age.
God, how I love my kids. I get these horrible images in my head sometimes of things happening to them and I forget to breathe. How will I ever feel comfortable letting them go, letting them go out into the big scary world by themselves? I know it's inevitable and it may seem strange that I'm worrying about this when they are still in diapers, but I am very aware how quickly time flies. I will blink and before I know it they will be off to college or off to travel the world or off to find their niches in life. I guess all Wolf and I can do is provide them with the best tools we can, give them all of the love in the world and hope that they grow into happy and well-grounded men.
God, how I love my kids. I get these horrible images in my head sometimes of things happening to them and I forget to breathe. How will I ever feel comfortable letting them go, letting them go out into the big scary world by themselves? I know it's inevitable and it may seem strange that I'm worrying about this when they are still in diapers, but I am very aware how quickly time flies. I will blink and before I know it they will be off to college or off to travel the world or off to find their niches in life. I guess all Wolf and I can do is provide them with the best tools we can, give them all of the love in the world and hope that they grow into happy and well-grounded men.
Thursday, August 04, 2005
The Latest Milestones
Mo-Mo is growing so quickly. He started laughing a few weeks ago, a deep throaty laugh that makes my heart sing, and today he rolled himself over for the first time. And he actually did it a couple of times. I felt so bad for him....I was running around the house doing something and when I went to check on him ( he was lying in the middle of the floor in the living room), he had rolled himself over on his side and was digging the side of his face into the rug. I'm not sure if he was trying to eat it or use his big noggin to roll himself over, but he had some serious rug burn marks for awhile. Some mother I am, huh?
He also started reaching for things today. He was lying on his gymini and I had hung a new toy which I guess he found interesting enough to touch and play with. It was fun to watch.
Mason is most definitely two now and has all of the characteristics that define the age...stalling at bedtime, tantrums, whining, etc. But he is also one of the sweetest, most kind hearted and caring little boys I have ever met. I try to tell him every day how proud I am of him because the smile that lights up his face is something to behold. He talks in full and complete sentences now, and although I can't always understand him, I am blown away every day by something he says. I should probably be writing them down but it never seems to be a good time.
So I will keep trying to update this blog as my precious boys do new and exciting things.
He also started reaching for things today. He was lying on his gymini and I had hung a new toy which I guess he found interesting enough to touch and play with. It was fun to watch.
Mason is most definitely two now and has all of the characteristics that define the age...stalling at bedtime, tantrums, whining, etc. But he is also one of the sweetest, most kind hearted and caring little boys I have ever met. I try to tell him every day how proud I am of him because the smile that lights up his face is something to behold. He talks in full and complete sentences now, and although I can't always understand him, I am blown away every day by something he says. I should probably be writing them down but it never seems to be a good time.
So I will keep trying to update this blog as my precious boys do new and exciting things.
Sunday, July 17, 2005
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