Grant is a very expressive little thing. He is constantly making noise. Gurgles, grunts, slurps, gulps, screaming, and happy sighs. Aid was such a quiet baby he hardly made a peep. Which is also why it was harder for me to let him cry things out in his bed. He hardly ever cried so it broke my heart when he did. I also jumped at every little sound he made during naps, etc for the same reason. Ok, I was perhaps a little over jumpy. So sue me, we all made it through alright!
But Grant makes so many noises I am not terribly upset to hear him cry. And I listen to him squirm around in his crib to see if he can put himself back to sleep. Good or bad you can easily tell where Grant is at based on all of his sounds. You can tell when he is pooping or farting (trust me), you can tell when he is hungry, you can tell when he is just plain pissed. Right now, however, I am listening to him happily coo and sigh in the swing. Is it possible that thus far in his little life that I haven't screwed anything up and he is happy?
Friday, February 27, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Aid's New Role
Aiden LOVES being a big brother. Absolutely loves it. I know he is a little upset our routine has changed, but I keep promising him it will get back on track and I think he must believe me because he really seems relishing his role as the big brother.
My friend Sara said that it would break my heart once they started interacting with one another. And while Grant does not reciprocate the interaction Aid is all about Grant. I was upstairs brushing my teeth (it was a good day!) and I heard Grant start to cry. Aid came running up the stairs visibly distraught. "Mama! Mama! Baby Grant sad!" He was genuinely upset that Grant was upset and it broke my heart into a million pieces to see his concern.
Later on I had put Grant in his crib for his later morning nap. (Believe it or not there is some resemblance of a routine forming here...) I went downstairs to spend some time with Aid before his nap and start on the cleaning. (Ugh, I miss my mom I was so spoiled!) I got up to get him some lunch and heard Grant start grunting and squirming. So I went and checked the monitor. There was Aid. He had climbed up on the bed and was leaning over the crib talking to Grant. "What you doing Baby Grant?" Over and over. It was terribly precious. The first 3 times. After Grant repeatedly being woken up by concerned Aid I had to tell Aid that he had to come and get me if he wanted to go look at Grant.
But oh...I secretly loved watching him just love his little brother...
My friend Sara said that it would break my heart once they started interacting with one another. And while Grant does not reciprocate the interaction Aid is all about Grant. I was upstairs brushing my teeth (it was a good day!) and I heard Grant start to cry. Aid came running up the stairs visibly distraught. "Mama! Mama! Baby Grant sad!" He was genuinely upset that Grant was upset and it broke my heart into a million pieces to see his concern.
Later on I had put Grant in his crib for his later morning nap. (Believe it or not there is some resemblance of a routine forming here...) I went downstairs to spend some time with Aid before his nap and start on the cleaning. (Ugh, I miss my mom I was so spoiled!) I got up to get him some lunch and heard Grant start grunting and squirming. So I went and checked the monitor. There was Aid. He had climbed up on the bed and was leaning over the crib talking to Grant. "What you doing Baby Grant?" Over and over. It was terribly precious. The first 3 times. After Grant repeatedly being woken up by concerned Aid I had to tell Aid that he had to come and get me if he wanted to go look at Grant.
But oh...I secretly loved watching him just love his little brother...
Monday, February 23, 2009
Happy Birthday Baby Grant
One month ago today Grant came into the world. It was a rough entry and I remember every excruciating second. But on that day my heart was as full as it could possibly be. Me and Grant spent his first night alone. Aid needed Bob and so I sent him home. He did not want to go; but it was a really special night. With Aid, me and Bob had no idea what was happening. We were new parents and we needed each other on that first night. With Grant....I was eager to have him all to myself. So I spent the entire night holding him and we figured it out together. The next day I was just as eager to get home and get started on being a bigger family.
This little boy is not Aid. He his own person. He has my coloring with dark hair and blue eyes. He is much more expressive. He is a snuggle bug. He loves sleeping on his tummy. He hates the swing. He loves to suck on my pinky. He seems to like his bath, at least better then Aid did. He has understood the concept of breast feeding from the moment he entered the world. He is very gassy and has some trouble pooping. He moves around much more then Aid did at this point. He prefers to be held vertically snuggling into your chest. I was so anxious before Grant was born. I wasn't sure how to be a mother of two. I never want either of them to feel more or less important. I wasn't sure how I would split my time. But Grant has just slid into his spot in this family. I already cannot imagine how we were without him.
Grant. I love you more then I could ever explain to you. My wish for you is that you find happiness and love in this life. You have a good big brother who loves you and lots of relatives on both sides that will always be there for you. You have brought so much more to this family then you realize. You are beautiful and perfect....and you are my baby.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Me and My Dad
Bob is such a good father. No, he's an amazing father. I give Bob lots of flack because he has lots of quirks and gives me so much to work with sometimes! But really I am so very lucky to have him as a partner. I watch him with Aid and it just makes me love him more then I already do.
I'll show you what I mean...
I could go on and on...they are like two peas in a pod these two.
Thank you honey for being the best father I could have ever asked for for our two little boys. They will grow up to be honest, kind, and compassionate people because they have you.
I'll show you what I mean...
I could go on and on...they are like two peas in a pod these two.
Thank you honey for being the best father I could have ever asked for for our two little boys. They will grow up to be honest, kind, and compassionate people because they have you.
The Children's Museum
This is the coolest place. Grandpa and Grandma B got us a membership so we have gotten to enjoy it often! We met Frank and Bridgit and family and had a blast. Aid was on turbo speed until he just crashed.
He loves his cousin Libby and they had a blast together!
Josie and Grant were along for the ride too!
They have a Clifford exhibit at the moment that was a hit with Libby and Aid.
They had a giant size tv of Clifford episodes that were playing...Aid was in heaven!
There are slides...
Aid had quite the pretend kitchen play going on...
And musical instruments to play!
But his absolute favorite?? The waterworks area. Now this looks like Aid is happily playing in the water. But look carefully.....
Starts off harmless enough...
Ah Ha! Aid quickly discovers that if he just stands at the bottom and lets the other kids send the boats down he can collect them all!
Uh...
Yep, that's our little collecter...in all fairness he very quickly (after some prompting by mom) continued to collect but then handed them back to each person....but I had to capture it.
Ok, so this was obviously a shameless filler of pictures to hold you over!
He loves his cousin Libby and they had a blast together!
Josie and Grant were along for the ride too!
They have a Clifford exhibit at the moment that was a hit with Libby and Aid.
They had a giant size tv of Clifford episodes that were playing...Aid was in heaven!
There are slides...
Aid had quite the pretend kitchen play going on...
And musical instruments to play!
But his absolute favorite?? The waterworks area. Now this looks like Aid is happily playing in the water. But look carefully.....
Starts off harmless enough...
Ah Ha! Aid quickly discovers that if he just stands at the bottom and lets the other kids send the boats down he can collect them all!
Uh...
Yep, that's our little collecter...in all fairness he very quickly (after some prompting by mom) continued to collect but then handed them back to each person....but I had to capture it.
Ok, so this was obviously a shameless filler of pictures to hold you over!
Friday, February 20, 2009
Everything
I am so very tired. But I can honestly say I have never been happier. I feel very fortunate. My husband has a job that allows me to be able to stay at home with my two precious boys. We have extremely supportive parents on both sides that support us in every way possible. We have wonderful friends, both old and new who bring so much to our lives. We have a beautiful house that is warm and our safe place. We have two of the most adorable, sweet little boys in the world and they are safe and healthy. We are all safe and healthy.
In trying times it is so hard to focus on the scary and the negative. I think it's atrocious that banks are giving their CEO's bonuses and adding charges to it's unemployed customers. While Bob has a job so far it is entirely possible that budget cuts could affect him. And it's hard not to think about all of the kids out there who just don't have enough. It forces you to really look at your life and take notice of what you do have.
And I feel like I have everything. Everything that really matters.
In trying times it is so hard to focus on the scary and the negative. I think it's atrocious that banks are giving their CEO's bonuses and adding charges to it's unemployed customers. While Bob has a job so far it is entirely possible that budget cuts could affect him. And it's hard not to think about all of the kids out there who just don't have enough. It forces you to really look at your life and take notice of what you do have.
And I feel like I have everything. Everything that really matters.
Do I Look Like and Idiot Mom?
There is one thing that Aid is extremely serious about....his treats. He is a chocoholic. Seriously. We both have a hard time walking away from the sweets!
We were enjoying some down time just the two of us (Grant was napping in the crib upstairs). He had stolen some Hershey Kisses from the counter earlier in the day when I was attached (literally) to Grant and couldn't really stop him. He had not actually eaten them, just horded them away as he does.
He asked for the chocolates and I handed them over. He had 5. He gathered them together and just put them next to him on the couch. When he wasn't looking, I snuck one of the chocolates from him (we are out!). I hid it next to me. He picked up his chocolates and then began looking around. He looked under himself, under the pillow, in the cushion, and finally looked at me and asked, "Where the other chocki mama?"
Busted. I can't believe he is now smart enough I can't sneak a Hershey kiss away from him. The lesson? Do not stand between Aid and his chocki!
We were enjoying some down time just the two of us (Grant was napping in the crib upstairs). He had stolen some Hershey Kisses from the counter earlier in the day when I was attached (literally) to Grant and couldn't really stop him. He had not actually eaten them, just horded them away as he does.
He asked for the chocolates and I handed them over. He had 5. He gathered them together and just put them next to him on the couch. When he wasn't looking, I snuck one of the chocolates from him (we are out!). I hid it next to me. He picked up his chocolates and then began looking around. He looked under himself, under the pillow, in the cushion, and finally looked at me and asked, "Where the other chocki mama?"
Busted. I can't believe he is now smart enough I can't sneak a Hershey kiss away from him. The lesson? Do not stand between Aid and his chocki!
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Learning Curves
When Aid was born I got lot of advice. Lots. Some of it I look back on and completely agree with and some I still don't. But I couldn't take any of it then. I needed to figure out being a mom on my own terms. There are some that love to snicker at some of my new mom anxiousness and how I responded to it.
But I sort of feel like a veteran. I'm still exhausted from lack of sleep. I still have a slightly hard time putting the baby down, and I still want to figure things out for myself. But I am already noticing how much more relaxed I am with Grant.
For instance. Most of you have heard about Grant's gassiness and how that ties into his sleeping. My friend Kelly suggested (she is a mom of 4 and has it down!) that I try putting him to sleep on his tummy wondering if that would help since he would scrunch up his legs which could help work some of it out. You could not have paid me enough to do this with Aiden. I would (and did) sacrifice every minute of sleep certain that he would die if I put him to sleep on his tummy. When my mom and sister put my niece on hers I was mortified.
But when Kelly suggested I found myself immediately feeling like it it could work it was worth a shot. I knew he could lift his head easily so I wasn't afraid. The first night I did it was the first night he slept for 3 hours straight. Alright then...tummy sleeping it is. He will not sleep any other way.
This parenting thing is such an amazing experience. And I find that I keep growing and becoming more confident in my own parenting. I know I will make lots of mistakes along the way. Some day Aid and Grant will be teenagers and full of feedback for me, as I had for my parents. But I think I'm doing ok with them. If I do nothing else right they will know how much I loved them.
But I sort of feel like a veteran. I'm still exhausted from lack of sleep. I still have a slightly hard time putting the baby down, and I still want to figure things out for myself. But I am already noticing how much more relaxed I am with Grant.
For instance. Most of you have heard about Grant's gassiness and how that ties into his sleeping. My friend Kelly suggested (she is a mom of 4 and has it down!) that I try putting him to sleep on his tummy wondering if that would help since he would scrunch up his legs which could help work some of it out. You could not have paid me enough to do this with Aiden. I would (and did) sacrifice every minute of sleep certain that he would die if I put him to sleep on his tummy. When my mom and sister put my niece on hers I was mortified.
But when Kelly suggested I found myself immediately feeling like it it could work it was worth a shot. I knew he could lift his head easily so I wasn't afraid. The first night I did it was the first night he slept for 3 hours straight. Alright then...tummy sleeping it is. He will not sleep any other way.
This parenting thing is such an amazing experience. And I find that I keep growing and becoming more confident in my own parenting. I know I will make lots of mistakes along the way. Some day Aid and Grant will be teenagers and full of feedback for me, as I had for my parents. But I think I'm doing ok with them. If I do nothing else right they will know how much I loved them.
Bath time Blues
Both of my boys have always hated bath time. You would think I was torturing them. The difference this time around? I am ok with Grant hating them. This is his 3rd bath now.
And while Aid still doesn't love bath time....he LOVES helping Grant with his!
And while Aid still doesn't love bath time....he LOVES helping Grant with his!
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
We Are Alive
Barely. So I completely understand why they use sleep deprivation as a torture technique. I would say or do anything if someone told me I could sleep the whole night through.
I have nothing funny or clever to say in the blog but here are some pretty cute pictures so you can see we are alive even if we are off the radar. We are in survival mode!
We are averaging one play date a week. Poor Aid. But I'm doing the best I can and keep assuring him life will get back to normal soon. Here he is playing with Oliver. You have never seen a happier little boy that day....my poor deprived kid. Even someone else's living room is a step up.
Dinner with Frank and Bridgit. How adorable are these two?
They have so many encyclopedia books of animals and Aid cannot get enough.
Getting so big!
Look at those baby blues....they are killers.
Ok, I'm starting to blind him with the flash.
Someone loves the camera...
Someone else is on the edge of crazy town if mommy takes one more stinking picture!
I want you to know I have now lost 45 minutes of sleep time to update you Dad!! LOL.
I have nothing funny or clever to say in the blog but here are some pretty cute pictures so you can see we are alive even if we are off the radar. We are in survival mode!
We are averaging one play date a week. Poor Aid. But I'm doing the best I can and keep assuring him life will get back to normal soon. Here he is playing with Oliver. You have never seen a happier little boy that day....my poor deprived kid. Even someone else's living room is a step up.
Dinner with Frank and Bridgit. How adorable are these two?
They have so many encyclopedia books of animals and Aid cannot get enough.
Getting so big!
Look at those baby blues....they are killers.
Ok, I'm starting to blind him with the flash.
Someone loves the camera...
Someone else is on the edge of crazy town if mommy takes one more stinking picture!
I want you to know I have now lost 45 minutes of sleep time to update you Dad!! LOL.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Night and Day
When I was pregnant with Grant I had trouble wrapping my brain around having another little boy who was not Aid. Would he look like Aid? Would he act like Aid? How could I have a boy that wasn't Aid?
Well, I can honestly say these two are like night and day. They are different children and have been from the very first moment they came out.
Aid's delivery was easy. I mean, it's labor it sucks but nothing dramatic.
Grant? Grant kicked my ass and was sunny side up...and 9 pounds!
Aid has blond hair and hazel eyes.
Grant has dark hair and blue eyes. (Yes, yes, I know they could change but I kind don't think they will.)
Aid was the most laid back baby in the world. I got a lot of flack and unsolicited advice about responding to quickly to his little grunts. But truly he only grunted. There were very few major crying episodes.
Grant wails. Instantly. You have roughly 10 seconds to figure out what he needs and he loses his mind.
Aid was a horrible nurser. He snacked all day long and just passed out almost instantaneously. And it was extremely painful and we never got the hang of it.
Grant guzzles. You would think I was starving him. He came out understanding what was supposed to happen.
Aid is like Bob with his schedule and always has been. He fell asleep early and was up at 3am.
Grant is my little night owl. Now granted my mom said I did not go to sleep until 11pm and he is not that bad but it's 9pm. On the dot. I looked over tonight and Bob and Aid are sleeping (and snoring) and little Grant has his baby blues wide open and is looking all around. And he will sleep in.
Aid would only sleep on me or in the swing. We would have died those first few months without the swing.
Grant is a tummy sleeper. Which you could not have paid me to do with Aid but he can lift his head and will only go to sleep this way. You can put him down once he is out anywhere as long as he is on his tummy. And he seems to hate the swing.
There are similarities too. They are both cuddle bugs. They both hate their baths. And they both have those Bures chipmunk cheeks. But honestly, they are so very different and I love them both for who they are. They are perfect...just in their own unique ways.
Well, I can honestly say these two are like night and day. They are different children and have been from the very first moment they came out.
Aid's delivery was easy. I mean, it's labor it sucks but nothing dramatic.
Grant? Grant kicked my ass and was sunny side up...and 9 pounds!
Aid has blond hair and hazel eyes.
Grant has dark hair and blue eyes. (Yes, yes, I know they could change but I kind don't think they will.)
Aid was the most laid back baby in the world. I got a lot of flack and unsolicited advice about responding to quickly to his little grunts. But truly he only grunted. There were very few major crying episodes.
Grant wails. Instantly. You have roughly 10 seconds to figure out what he needs and he loses his mind.
Aid was a horrible nurser. He snacked all day long and just passed out almost instantaneously. And it was extremely painful and we never got the hang of it.
Grant guzzles. You would think I was starving him. He came out understanding what was supposed to happen.
Aid is like Bob with his schedule and always has been. He fell asleep early and was up at 3am.
Grant is my little night owl. Now granted my mom said I did not go to sleep until 11pm and he is not that bad but it's 9pm. On the dot. I looked over tonight and Bob and Aid are sleeping (and snoring) and little Grant has his baby blues wide open and is looking all around. And he will sleep in.
Aid would only sleep on me or in the swing. We would have died those first few months without the swing.
Grant is a tummy sleeper. Which you could not have paid me to do with Aid but he can lift his head and will only go to sleep this way. You can put him down once he is out anywhere as long as he is on his tummy. And he seems to hate the swing.
There are similarities too. They are both cuddle bugs. They both hate their baths. And they both have those Bures chipmunk cheeks. But honestly, they are so very different and I love them both for who they are. They are perfect...just in their own unique ways.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Would you like fries with that?
Aid grabbed Bob's cell phone and began pretending to have a conversation. Usually when you ask him who he is talking to he will reply with either Grandpa Mac or Grandpa B. Today he ran around the house asking the "people" for a Diet Coke and some fries. He even said, "thank you people" when he was done with his order. We aren't sure where this came from since we have not ordered any Diet Coke and fries from anyone...
He is a hilarious little boy...
He is a hilarious little boy...
Friday, February 13, 2009
Mr. Charmer
Aid is a charmer. Always has been. He flashes that smile and the eyes get big and he has ya. From the moment he figured out how to smile he has perfected his power.
He put his charming skills to good use tonight on some innocent high school girls who never saw him coming! We went to Red Robin basically to get out of the house but both too tired for much of anything else. We were seated next to a large family with 2 high school girls. Aid caught their eye and played peek a boo throughout the meal with them until he (and they) were squealing with delight. I saw a glimpse of Aid in high school...he's gonna flash that smile and some poor girl will be a goner.
The little flirt....
He put his charming skills to good use tonight on some innocent high school girls who never saw him coming! We went to Red Robin basically to get out of the house but both too tired for much of anything else. We were seated next to a large family with 2 high school girls. Aid caught their eye and played peek a boo throughout the meal with them until he (and they) were squealing with delight. I saw a glimpse of Aid in high school...he's gonna flash that smile and some poor girl will be a goner.
The little flirt....
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Back to the Real World
So I am officially on my own tomorrow. My parents both left today and Bob heads back to work tomorrow.
I have mixed feelings. On one hand I am excited to figure out our new routine and get back into the swing of things. I selfishly want to have both of my boys all to myself and visit with our friends and create our new little existence in the world.
On the other hand...I have had it good for almost 3 weeks. My mom was absolutely amazing and I have not cleaned a single thing since she has been here. I have gotten to sleep in until 9 am! Aid now refers to the office/guestroom as Grandma's room. My recipe book is organized. My laundry is all done and folded. My filing is up to date for crying out loud and my kitchen and pantry are well stocked. We went to a lot of fun places with Aid that we could never afford to do and he had a blast. But what I will really miss? It was nice to have someone to talk to. Even going to the grocery store was more enjoyable with someone to chit chat with. Then my dad came in and put up insulation, caulked my windows, and put in a new faucet in the kitchen!
Basically my parents came in and took care of all of us in every way that they possibly could. I only had to focus on caring for Grant and Aiden. And now it's time for me to be the mom again. But for a little while it was comforting to be the kid...
We will miss you mom and dad and can't wait to see you again! Thank you thank you thank you for being there for us, for making a hard transition so much easier, and for supporting us in all the ways that you did. I love you and miss you already....
I have mixed feelings. On one hand I am excited to figure out our new routine and get back into the swing of things. I selfishly want to have both of my boys all to myself and visit with our friends and create our new little existence in the world.
On the other hand...I have had it good for almost 3 weeks. My mom was absolutely amazing and I have not cleaned a single thing since she has been here. I have gotten to sleep in until 9 am! Aid now refers to the office/guestroom as Grandma's room. My recipe book is organized. My laundry is all done and folded. My filing is up to date for crying out loud and my kitchen and pantry are well stocked. We went to a lot of fun places with Aid that we could never afford to do and he had a blast. But what I will really miss? It was nice to have someone to talk to. Even going to the grocery store was more enjoyable with someone to chit chat with. Then my dad came in and put up insulation, caulked my windows, and put in a new faucet in the kitchen!
Basically my parents came in and took care of all of us in every way that they possibly could. I only had to focus on caring for Grant and Aiden. And now it's time for me to be the mom again. But for a little while it was comforting to be the kid...
We will miss you mom and dad and can't wait to see you again! Thank you thank you thank you for being there for us, for making a hard transition so much easier, and for supporting us in all the ways that you did. I love you and miss you already....
Monday, February 9, 2009
The Milk Men
So basically I am a milk machine at the moment. Grant eats, poops, then sleeps. That's about it. Don't get me wrong he is absolutely darling doing all of those things but I do feel a bit like a milk factory.
Breastfeeding, however, has been going SO much better for me this time around. It's like Grant came out understanding the concept of eating. I never got it with Aid. I had to use nipple shields and breast pumps and it was just hard....all the way through. This has been a very different experience. I still look forward to the day where the schedule doesn't revolve around nursing, but I am sincerely enjoying it and understanding why so many women really do love it. It's incredibly nurturing and bonding and all the things I thought it was going to be the first time around.
Aid's role in all of this?? He loves to cuddle while I nurse Grant. He is very warm and affectionate and as long as I don't steal his pillow to prop Grant up he is more then fine with sharing mommy. He understands I am feeding Grant and is very helpful during the whole thing.
As Aid grows I am constantly reminded how much information he is taking in that I am not even aware of....He sees me put in breast pads and he thinks this is fabulous. He tries to wear them too and sticks them under his t-shirt and giggles like crazy when it falls out when he walks away with it.
It's so hilarious and so very Aiden.
Breastfeeding, however, has been going SO much better for me this time around. It's like Grant came out understanding the concept of eating. I never got it with Aid. I had to use nipple shields and breast pumps and it was just hard....all the way through. This has been a very different experience. I still look forward to the day where the schedule doesn't revolve around nursing, but I am sincerely enjoying it and understanding why so many women really do love it. It's incredibly nurturing and bonding and all the things I thought it was going to be the first time around.
Aid's role in all of this?? He loves to cuddle while I nurse Grant. He is very warm and affectionate and as long as I don't steal his pillow to prop Grant up he is more then fine with sharing mommy. He understands I am feeding Grant and is very helpful during the whole thing.
As Aid grows I am constantly reminded how much information he is taking in that I am not even aware of....He sees me put in breast pads and he thinks this is fabulous. He tries to wear them too and sticks them under his t-shirt and giggles like crazy when it falls out when he walks away with it.
It's so hilarious and so very Aiden.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
When I was pregnant with Aidee I had a dream. I dreamt that I had a 2 year old boy with dark brown curly hair and blue eyes. So while part of the dream came true and Aid was a boy, I was thrown that he was blond haired with hazel eyes. My dream had been so vivid.
And now I have Grant. Who has dark hair and blue eyes and it occurred to me as I was watching him peacefully sleep that perhaps my dream had not been about Aid at all. Perhaps I had had a dream about another little boy I was supposed to have....
And now I have Grant. Who has dark hair and blue eyes and it occurred to me as I was watching him peacefully sleep that perhaps my dream had not been about Aid at all. Perhaps I had had a dream about another little boy I was supposed to have....
Grandpa is here!!
Grant loves Grandpa....my dad wants to do nothing else but cuddle with him and Grant wants nothing else then to be cuddled. It's a perfect match!
Aid is a Grandpa's boy too. They both love to watch tv and eat hot dogs!!
Aid is a Grandpa's boy too. They both love to watch tv and eat hot dogs!!
Friday, February 6, 2009
Mommy Time
I am in desperate need of some mommy down time. I have not been by myself for one moment since Grant was born. Since before he was born actually because I was trying to give Aid lots of attention as a preemptive measure. So tonight I tried to sneak upstairs for some down time with Grant. I turned on my crappy reality tv show that I love, grabbed some chocolate, and was excited to relax and fall asleep early with Grant.
It did not play out as I had planned. Aid made his way upstairs. Followed by Bob. It was ok at first and we all kind of lounged in the bed watching tv. And while it wasn't what I had been hoping for it was nice. Then it got later and Aid had more melt downs and before you know it he has spilled my whole water bottle of ice water on the bed, is screaming about Bob taking away the chocolate he had stolen from me, and Grant woke up and wanted to be fed again. I wanted to cry.
I know it is going to be near impossible to get some me time with no children. Grant will be nursing every 2 hours for a bit here. But I really do need a night where I just get to lay in bed with just him so that when he is done eating I get to take a mommy time out....if only for an hour.
Is that wishful thinking?
It did not play out as I had planned. Aid made his way upstairs. Followed by Bob. It was ok at first and we all kind of lounged in the bed watching tv. And while it wasn't what I had been hoping for it was nice. Then it got later and Aid had more melt downs and before you know it he has spilled my whole water bottle of ice water on the bed, is screaming about Bob taking away the chocolate he had stolen from me, and Grant woke up and wanted to be fed again. I wanted to cry.
I know it is going to be near impossible to get some me time with no children. Grant will be nursing every 2 hours for a bit here. But I really do need a night where I just get to lay in bed with just him so that when he is done eating I get to take a mommy time out....if only for an hour.
Is that wishful thinking?
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Aid's Rebellion
Overall, Aid has been doing great. He is very affectionate and caring toward Grant. He is concerned if he does not know where Grant is, he kisses him and makes us kiss him, and he is very gentle when interacting with him.
But he is showing signs of still being upset about the change of routines. His big acting out entails him throwing all of his toys on the floor. All of them. He has never really done this before. He will take out toys he is playing with but has never really been one to just dump a shelf for no other reason then to just dump it.
And although he is smiling and still sweet little Aidee, every time he does it I know he is still a bit upset. Point taken little man.
It could be worse.
But he is showing signs of still being upset about the change of routines. His big acting out entails him throwing all of his toys on the floor. All of them. He has never really done this before. He will take out toys he is playing with but has never really been one to just dump a shelf for no other reason then to just dump it.
And although he is smiling and still sweet little Aidee, every time he does it I know he is still a bit upset. Point taken little man.
It could be worse.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Too Tired to Blog
So here are some pictures....!
All my boys...
In a sweater my Grandma Mac knitted. Oh how I wish she could see him...
Attack of the killer duck butterfly thing! (He actually loves it!)
Aid helps with Grant's first bath
I love this outfit!!
All my boys...
In a sweater my Grandma Mac knitted. Oh how I wish she could see him...
Attack of the killer duck butterfly thing! (He actually loves it!)
Aid helps with Grant's first bath
I love this outfit!!
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