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Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Is the second baby easier?
I was talking to my oldest sister the other day and we were talking about the whole, "The second baby is supposed to be easier" thing.
There is some truth to the statemnet, but it has nothing to do with the baby. I don't think the second, third or fourth baby is any easier.
I do think, however, that being a parent after you've survived the first one, is much easier.
We have a sense of confidence this time around. An understanding. A sense that, we will get through it, no matter how hard it is to see the light, we will see the light soon.
My favorite thing to say is, "He won't still be doing this when he is 2." Because I have a two year old and I know that they grow out of all of these newborn things.
With Riso, I was a mess. I couldn't see the light becasue I had never been there before. But this time around I have my very own two year old little light. I see the light every day.
Every bad moment we have with Dex, I look at Riso and am reassured. She is a constant reminder that we will get through this, tht we will survive. And sooner rather than later we will wish we had our little baby back in our arms.
There is some truth to the statemnet, but it has nothing to do with the baby. I don't think the second, third or fourth baby is any easier.
I do think, however, that being a parent after you've survived the first one, is much easier.
We have a sense of confidence this time around. An understanding. A sense that, we will get through it, no matter how hard it is to see the light, we will see the light soon.
My favorite thing to say is, "He won't still be doing this when he is 2." Because I have a two year old and I know that they grow out of all of these newborn things.
With Riso, I was a mess. I couldn't see the light becasue I had never been there before. But this time around I have my very own two year old little light. I see the light every day.
Every bad moment we have with Dex, I look at Riso and am reassured. She is a constant reminder that we will get through this, tht we will survive. And sooner rather than later we will wish we had our little baby back in our arms.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Climbing out from under the rock...
Wowza! It has been a damn long time since i posted.
Here I am.
New baby.
2 Year old.
Surviving.
I measure the success of a day based on 4 things:
1. My teeth are brushed
2. I've at least wet a wash cloth and washed my face and my armpits. On a really successful day I shower.
3. My children are fed
4 My children are happy
Turns out Riso was a baby of the magical sort. She was an "easy baby". She was a fucking walk in the park.
Enter Dex, a hike in the mountains that involves bears and cougars and an unfortunate encounter with stinging nettle.
Here I am.
New baby.
2 Year old.
Surviving.
I measure the success of a day based on 4 things:
1. My teeth are brushed
2. I've at least wet a wash cloth and washed my face and my armpits. On a really successful day I shower.
3. My children are fed
4 My children are happy
Turns out Riso was a baby of the magical sort. She was an "easy baby". She was a fucking walk in the park.
Enter Dex, a hike in the mountains that involves bears and cougars and an unfortunate encounter with stinging nettle.
Monday, September 12, 2011
A realization
I only have a few weeks left until I'm the mother of two.
My mornings will no longer consist of Riso and I cuddling and watching a movie while I drink my coffee and piddle around on my computer.
Riso will no longer be my little girl, she will be a big sister. She will have a new role. She will be my big girl, my helper. She is going to seem so much bigger and older than she does now.
Up until today I was anxious to have this baby, and I mean I'm still excited to have him, but I'm realizing how much different things will be. Instead of sitting around being miserable that I am still pregnant I'm going to enjoy my time with Riso, the last few weeks we have as Mama, Daddy and Riso.
My mornings will no longer consist of Riso and I cuddling and watching a movie while I drink my coffee and piddle around on my computer.
Riso will no longer be my little girl, she will be a big sister. She will have a new role. She will be my big girl, my helper. She is going to seem so much bigger and older than she does now.
Up until today I was anxious to have this baby, and I mean I'm still excited to have him, but I'm realizing how much different things will be. Instead of sitting around being miserable that I am still pregnant I'm going to enjoy my time with Riso, the last few weeks we have as Mama, Daddy and Riso.
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Musings
- I am very very pregnant. I am sore and hot and huge and uncomfortable. And I hate to complain about it because there are women everywhere that would do anything to be where I am, that would do anything to be pregnant, and I recognize that.
- I don't feel like blogging anymore, I'm too consumed with the baby on the way and the creep I am constantly having to wrangle. But, blogging is good for me, and so here I am
- I have been practicing hypnobirthing for my upcoming birthing time. I'm worried it has all been for nothing...but I'm hopeful it will work. I was so disappointed with Riso's birth, I will do anything I can to go in a bit more prepared this time around.
- Riso woke up this morning with the intent to make me crazy. Even Matthew, the epitomy of a patient person, asked her if she had a bad sleep or something because she is so off the wall. He's going to take her for a walk after breakfast. Maybe that will curb some of her destructive energy.
Monday, July 11, 2011
My mom calls her a handful...
I call her a little shit.
If there were a poster child for little shittedness we would be millionaires!
This kid is hilarious! She is everything that is fantastic about toddlers plus a little extra shit and vinegar. We are often heard laughing at her antics or doling out time outs. Actually, the time outs are usually heard more often.
We are stating to see a calmer side of her more and more often. She love movies, or moooweees, as she refers to them. She will sit down, very still, for an entire movie. But this quiet time is not without it's demands. She will climb up onto the couch, grab a pillow and lay down. She wiggles and flops and grunts and puffs until she is comfortable. And then, just when you think she is about to relax and lay still, she flops her leg across your lap and demands "Tickle!"
On a pregnant note. I'm still very pregnant, and getting more and more pregnant by the day. I always thought it was silly when people said "very pregnant." I mean, you are either pregnant or not pregnant! Right?
Wrong!
I am pregnant, I am getting more pregnant by the hour and soon I am going to be VERY pregnant.
If there were a poster child for little shittedness we would be millionaires!
This kid is hilarious! She is everything that is fantastic about toddlers plus a little extra shit and vinegar. We are often heard laughing at her antics or doling out time outs. Actually, the time outs are usually heard more often.
We are stating to see a calmer side of her more and more often. She love movies, or moooweees, as she refers to them. She will sit down, very still, for an entire movie. But this quiet time is not without it's demands. She will climb up onto the couch, grab a pillow and lay down. She wiggles and flops and grunts and puffs until she is comfortable. And then, just when you think she is about to relax and lay still, she flops her leg across your lap and demands "Tickle!"
On a pregnant note. I'm still very pregnant, and getting more and more pregnant by the day. I always thought it was silly when people said "very pregnant." I mean, you are either pregnant or not pregnant! Right?
Wrong!
I am pregnant, I am getting more pregnant by the hour and soon I am going to be VERY pregnant.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
This is as close as she has ever come...
To falling asleep sitting up.
Honestly, since she was about 6 months old Riso has NEVER fallen asleep doing something. You know those adorable pictures people have of their baby asleep in their highchair or on the floor. I don't have one, I will never get one. Riso has to be in her crib or in a playpen, in the dark, in order to sleep. She won't even fall asleep in her stroller, and as of late, the car seat is off limits too.
But, of course, all bets are off when Grandma is in the picture! My mom was so amazing this past weekend. She joined us on a trip to another city so Matthew could partake in a Mine Rescue Competition, and I could accompany him to the two banquets.
My mom put Riso in the playpen, turned down all the lights, and proceeded to speak on the phone for a while. Riso must have been interested in her conversation, because my mom got up to check on her and found her in this position in the corner of the crib.
Honestly, since she was about 6 months old Riso has NEVER fallen asleep doing something. You know those adorable pictures people have of their baby asleep in their highchair or on the floor. I don't have one, I will never get one. Riso has to be in her crib or in a playpen, in the dark, in order to sleep. She won't even fall asleep in her stroller, and as of late, the car seat is off limits too.
But, of course, all bets are off when Grandma is in the picture! My mom was so amazing this past weekend. She joined us on a trip to another city so Matthew could partake in a Mine Rescue Competition, and I could accompany him to the two banquets.
My mom put Riso in the playpen, turned down all the lights, and proceeded to speak on the phone for a while. Riso must have been interested in her conversation, because my mom got up to check on her and found her in this position in the corner of the crib.
Monday, June 6, 2011
Have I ever shown you this?
An outfit knit for a friend
A set for my new niece!
For my new baby
Another set for my niece
And, my VERY Favorite project I have ever knit!
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
Gender!
Haha! Tricked you! I didn't find out the gender...yet! But sometime in the next 24 hours (@ 3pm!!) I will be having my anatomy scan.
The anatomy scan is the ultrasound in which they measure everything, head, bones, heart, etc. Basically they make sure that everything is a-okay with baby, they can also tell me the gender!
Of course my number one hope for this ultrasound is that everything is perfectly perfect. And of course my second hope is that they can get a good shot of my little pipsqueeks squigly bits.
I want to know if it will have a kooka or a willy! A cookie or a wang! A HooHaw or a Twinkie! And of course, the proper terms, a vagina or a penis!!!
The anatomy scan is the ultrasound in which they measure everything, head, bones, heart, etc. Basically they make sure that everything is a-okay with baby, they can also tell me the gender!
Of course my number one hope for this ultrasound is that everything is perfectly perfect. And of course my second hope is that they can get a good shot of my little pipsqueeks squigly bits.
I want to know if it will have a kooka or a willy! A cookie or a wang! A HooHaw or a Twinkie! And of course, the proper terms, a vagina or a penis!!!
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