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Thursday, March 29, 2012

Isla Rose Ness

She has arrived! Here is just a quick announcement post for Isla Rose Ness. You pronounce it "eye-la".

Born 3/28/12 at 11:04 pm in Houston, TX. 8 lbs 2 oz , 19 3/4 in long. Totally healthy and doing well. Leslie is doing great as well.

We praise Jesus for his kindness and grace toward us. Everything went so well and we are excited about showing her to her big brother, John.

We had chosen to keep the gender a surprise, so it's very exciting that it is a girl. Keeping the family even with 1 boy and 1 girl so far.

Leslie and Isla bonding

Peter made sure to do the first bath again.

We'll post more in coming days.

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Kids Say the Darndest Things


Recently I sparked a three year old girl's first discussion about the birds and the bees. She's the youngest of four so she never saw her mother pregnant and since she's only three she probably doesn't have a good memory of other pregnant ladies she may have seen in her life. The things she said certainly weren't original in the realm of comments that children make to pregnant women. But they were new to me and to her too!

She became perplexed about my disproportionate girth and asked "what's in your shirt?"

"What do you think it is?" I replied.

"A ball."

"No, but that's a pretty good guess."

I went on to explain that it is actually a baby and that not so long ago she was a tiny baby in her Mama's belly.

"I want that baby to come out now!" She declared.

"I think I know exactly how you feel," I said, "but we'll just have to be patient and wait."

For the rest of the evening she spread the news to anyone who would listen about the baby in my tummy and how she wanted it to come out.

I was wearing a shirt that had a keyhole cutout and tied at the neck. She made a few attempts to untie it which, she eventually explained, she thought would result in the baby coming out. If only it were that easy!

Today when I saw her she stuck her tummy out, ostensibly in an imitation of me.

"Do you have a big belly?" I asked.

"No, but you do!" she said.

True enough. Here I am at 39 weeks:

I'm still feeling really good and sleeping well. Though I'm definitely tiring easily and also noticing more emotional swings- mostly when I'm tired. So, I've resorted to generally not talking after about 10 pm. I figure that a lot of the things that come into my mind to say at that point are hormone-fueled nonsense!

I don't think I've mentioned on here that Peter has a big exam next Saturday the 31st. So, we're really hoping to get past that before this baby comes. Not that we have much control. But I went 1 week over with John so I'm thinking there's a good chance I'll go a over my "due date" with this baby as well. Also, I'm supposed to see the Hunger Games that night too, so that would be cool if I could make it!

I'm kind of torn because as much as I'd like to meet this baby, part of me even wants to go 10 days over my due date (I think that's the most my OB would let me go) because I feel like there's so much I could get done! But, come next weekend I might be kicking myself for even thinking such a thing. I'm not feeling too uncomfortable but I have a feeling I'm vastly overestimating the amount of things I could get done in 10 days at 40-41 weeks pregnant since sometimes even getting out of a chair is cause enough for me to take a nap.

People ask me if I 'm ready for the baby. I really don't know how to answer that. I am excited! I have most of my to-do list done and I have 2-3 weeks of food in the freezer, which was of utmost importance to me. So, in that sense, I guess I'm ready. But I don't think that means I'm really ready for the life-changing that will occur. John was much easier than I expected. So maybe this will be a fairly smooth and easy transition too. But there are certain things that I won't be able to do with two children that I could do with one- like napping when John naps. I'm sure with two kids I'll almost always have one awake. Is there ever a point in my life when I'll be ready to give up naps? No. So, in that sense I'm definitely not ready. Thankfully, the baby will come whether I'm ready or not and I know I'll love having him or her in our family, lack of naps notwithstanding.

I keep on thinking of things that I'd like to do before the baby comes. Actually, everything I've ever wanted to do in my life seems to have made its way to a list on the refrigerator. I've had to accept that it's unrealistic to anticipate getting all of it done. And I've been telling myself that life does not end with the arrival of another child even if some of my to-dos have to go on the back burner for a while.

I have a few more posts in my mind. Hopefully I'll get to them this week when I'm likely to still be a one-child woman!

Friday, March 09, 2012

Baby John: 22 Months

Sorry about all the different fonts and some weird formatting in this post. Blogger was being weird!

Baby John will be 22 months on Tuesday. In a few short weeks, he won't be baby John any more!

I don't know where to start about John. The first year of development was quite impressive: In a mere 12 months going from unable to hold your own head up to walking and talking is a feat. I'd say the second year is more nuanced but equally impressive. He's doing so many things now that I couldn't possibly discuss them all. I am constantly impressed by how observant he is and how much is memory is developing.

Happy (late) Valentine's Day!

He's not super verbal but he's picking up new words all the time. Most of them you'd be hard pressed to understand without the help of a translator/mom. For example "buh" could refer to a bear, bath, book, boat, ball, bird or bowl.


He's putting words together. Most of these inchoate sentences orbit around the central theme of wanting more food. "Muh sees" (more cheese), "muh cuca" (more cupcakes- we've gone to a lot of birthday parties recently), for example. He also loves to "doh bye bye" (go bye bye.)




And speaking of him wanting more food, several years ago I was watching an interview with Reese Witherspoon and she was talking about how your children's needs supersede your own and if your kid wants your bagel then you have to give him your bagel. And, at the time, I found that curious. I was kind of like, "why would you have to give all your food to your kids?" NOW I KNOW. It is impossible to eat in peace when your child is standing at your feet whining for your food even though he just ate a full lunch and you are hungry. John has a very sensitive food radar and he knows when I'm trying to sneak snacks in the kitchen. So, I do a lot of my eating when he's sleeping!

I would say that we are in the very early stages of potty training. About a month ago he made it known that he understands what "tee tee" is when he abruptly got down from the kitchen chair and ran over to me urgently declaring "tee tee!" I should say that he was sitting on the chair sans clothes or diaper. I wasn't sure what he was telling me so I went over to the chair and saw that he most definitely had just "tee teed!" on it. Now, he does not fail to make it known when anyone in the house has to visit the bathroom. We're not really doing much active potty training because I know when I have the new baby in a few weeks I won't have much time to devote to it. But we have checked out a few potty time videos- watching videos in which children sing about poo poo and tee tee was one thing I never pictured myself doing back in my single/childless years. We also bought him a potty chair which he loves to sit on while saying "tee tee." But he has not yet tee teed in the potty and he's equally interested in dragging the potty seat around the house and putting toys in it. Both of the latter, we're actively discouraging!

There is one crucial misunderstanding that must be cleared up before potty training can commence in earnest, I think. And that is poo poo vs. boo boo. Right now he has the two confused. I don't think he has any idea what poo poo is. But every time I change his diaper he gleefully announces "tee tee!" and then, his countenance changes to that of concern while he solemnly says "boo boo" while pointing to his head (where he had a boo boo in the past). So, he associates tee tee and boo boos which isn't exactly the connection that needs to be made! (If anybody has potty training advice, please, don't hold back!)

It's also really cute that whenever he hurts himself he will come to me saying "boo boo," and asking for a kiss to make it all better.

One thing he loves to do is climb up on our bed during the day saying "nigh nigh" and asking for a blanket.

But do you really think he intends to take a nap? Let's take a look:

No! And I'm like "child, don't toy with me!"

He also loves to stack all sorts of objects. Here is one of his more impressive structures. He's always very proud to show us his "tas" (stacks).

I feel like there's so much more I could say. Hopefully I'll be better at my updates and then I won't have to combine 3 months worth of development which has all blurred together!


Sunday, March 04, 2012

Back and Bigger Than Ever

Hi everyone! Wow, I really fell off the face of the interwebs. And it wasn't just my blog that didn't get any attention. I have hardly been online at all. It started in mid December when I was in a mad rush to finish Christmas gifts. Then in January, our computer broke and it took a while to research what we should get, buy a new one and get it up and running. Peter has a laptop that I've used but it is quite an infuriating machine. The web browser on it crashes frequently. It is a mini laptop and the keyboard is way too small for my apparently Andre-the-Giant sized hands. It would take me forever to type anything when I had to delete every other letter. Also, Peter had to use it most evenings when I would normally write posts. Most recently I've been slogging my way through my pre baby #2 to-do list which keeps growing as I think of new tasks that, despite the fact that many of them have been sitting unfinished for months and years, I feel compelled to complete right now. So with that perfect storm of factors I definitely got out of the routine of blogging. But I have missed it! That, and my life and this pregnancy has been largely undocumented, which I kind of feel bad about. So I hope to get back into it. Thank you to those of you who have expressed concern about my lack of communication or have let me know that you miss the posts!

So, for an update, I'll start with me. Here I am today at 36.5 weeks:



Dear New Baby,

Please don't think that my lack of photo documentation and rumination about you and the miracle of pregnancy this time around is an indication of my excitement to see you. I'm very much looking forward to snuggling with you and kissing your face! It's just that your big brother requires about 1,000 times more attention than you do at this point. And since you lack the ability to protest the fact that you are being neglected, I find myself prone to tend to the child who has, in his almost two years, learned many loud and messy ways to let me know when he needs attention. Sadly this is the lot of second and all subsequent children: less personal parental attention than the first child received during his only-child years. However it also happens to be your lot as a second child that you will have the greatest big brother ever. I think you will find him to be a barrel of fun and I know he will love you. He already frequently says "hi baby" to you while patting you fondly. He also gives you hugs and kisses a lot. He won't even give me hugs and kisses. Never mind that I am the one who was in labor for 30 hours to bring him into this world. So you can really consider yourself special! It won't be long now until you will be here and, I promise, I will take more pictures then. If I can help it, I won't leave your life a black hole of documentation as I have done with this second pregnancy! I can't wait to see you!

Love,
Mama

This pregnancy has been nearly identical to my first one. Thankfully, it has been very easy, especially once I got out of the queasy, zombie-like haze of the first trimester. Since the pregnancies have been similar, do you think it means that this is most likely another boy? I think it is a boy but I'm not nearly as certain as I was with John.

At this point in the pregnancy, all of the helpful lay obstetricians of the world are are at the ready with their prognostications about when I'll have the baby and the gender as well as plenty of comments about my size and waddling. Even my actual OB does not purport to have nearly the insight of many of the people I meet at Target on a given day!

I've stayed pretty active exercising with this baby but as of this week, with one month left, I'm pretty much toning it back to just doing the elliptical and swimming. It is getting harder to move quickly. And forget bending over. But overall I feel excellent. I'm sleeping well, albeit with an average of 40 pillows.

I hope to post an update on the World's Greatest, Cutest, Smartest Big Brother later this week!