Showing posts with label Miss Pancake. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Miss Pancake. Show all posts
Friday, October 3, 2008
Giggles Rock
Miss Pancake just had her first social giggle with me today 10-03 at 1:42pm and it was totally completely lovely and awesome to hear!! YAY!
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Baby Fat
I took Miss Pancake to the doctor today just to be safe. We had to see the NP which does not thrill me because just about every time we see her we end up back there three days later with something she missed. The NP said there is nothing wrong with her. To treat her eye like it is contagious (bahahaha) but that it supposedly looks fine (just like the last three ear infections M had that she missed...) Some how her words STILL made me feel better even though I do not trust her.
The crazy thing was Miss Pancake's weight: 14 lbs 6 oz. O. M. G.
The crazy thing was Miss Pancake's weight: 14 lbs 6 oz. O. M. G.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Photo Life
Familiar refrain: "Digger Mommy Digger"
Oh Baby - Num...
And she is thinking "Num num mmmm ah FINNNNGER sooooo SOOTHING"
Family Movie Night and Popcorn = A happy quiet three year old!
Daddy and baby sleeping on couch
Me and my babies (and my freaking cleavage - why YES that is a maternity shirt, wanna make something out of it?!?!?!) I kid, sort of.
Bubble over M's head would likely read "I think Coach Lindsey is trying to make me look foolish. Hmm everyone else is doing it so I gueeees it is okay."
My pathetic attempt at "professional" looking photos...
WHY CAN'T I MASTER THE STUPID CAMERA???? WAIL. Any who, she looked so grown up in all her 7 week glory with her little Trumpette socks and boat neck onsie - I could not resist! (ALSO, yes she is about to cry but I did something stupid with my face and averted a disaster... that is post disaster. Cute, eh?)
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Happiness is...
That title comes from some hippy dippy 60s book type thing my sister had. It was a little book called Happiness is... with this cute little girl who showed what happiness is (or is that was?) I loved that little funny orange book and I used to sneak into her room to just look at the pictures and contemplate what Happiness is...
The other day I was standing the kitchen holding Miss Pancake. Holding her tight because she was not feeling well from the latest virus making its rounds in our town. She had this tiny little cough that just broke my heart. I was holding her partly because I can and partly because she was not feeling great and really just wanted to be held. I could hear K and M playing, giggling, yelling in the yard below. The weather has been lovely, cool and sunny. Just the perfect early fall weather that I love. I had my nose buried in Miss P's hair. I was gazing out the window at the early evening light, the late summer green of the trees and I put my hand on her head to steady her still wobbly head.
I was startled by the thought that 'my god I will never be able to hold my daughter's head in my hand again one day soon'. I can barely pick M up these days. He is huge, 40 lbs of stocky boy. Miss P is getting bigger with each passing moment. The time is flying! I am half way through maternity leave, she is suddenly six weeks old. She has outgrown a clothing size and a diaper size. She can almost hold her head steady, she can smile and coo and stares at me with these dazzling eyes. She is still small enough that I do not get tired physically from holding her.
I relished that moment in the kitchen listening to my boys playing games in the yard below while I held my wee tiny baby girl in my arms because it was wonderful and will not last forever. There will be plenty of new and wonderful moments to come I am sure but I just want to hang on to that one early fall afternoon before it escapes my memory, before other memories might replace it, before my wee tiny baby girl turns into a big girl before my very eyes.
The other day I was standing the kitchen holding Miss Pancake. Holding her tight because she was not feeling well from the latest virus making its rounds in our town. She had this tiny little cough that just broke my heart. I was holding her partly because I can and partly because she was not feeling great and really just wanted to be held. I could hear K and M playing, giggling, yelling in the yard below. The weather has been lovely, cool and sunny. Just the perfect early fall weather that I love. I had my nose buried in Miss P's hair. I was gazing out the window at the early evening light, the late summer green of the trees and I put my hand on her head to steady her still wobbly head.
I was startled by the thought that 'my god I will never be able to hold my daughter's head in my hand again one day soon'. I can barely pick M up these days. He is huge, 40 lbs of stocky boy. Miss P is getting bigger with each passing moment. The time is flying! I am half way through maternity leave, she is suddenly six weeks old. She has outgrown a clothing size and a diaper size. She can almost hold her head steady, she can smile and coo and stares at me with these dazzling eyes. She is still small enough that I do not get tired physically from holding her.
I relished that moment in the kitchen listening to my boys playing games in the yard below while I held my wee tiny baby girl in my arms because it was wonderful and will not last forever. There will be plenty of new and wonderful moments to come I am sure but I just want to hang on to that one early fall afternoon before it escapes my memory, before other memories might replace it, before my wee tiny baby girl turns into a big girl before my very eyes.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Day #3: Getting Better
Gawd I love my kids. I mean seriously. I know I have done some bitching lately but when I look deep into those beautiful blue gray eyes on my daughter and stroke her auburn colored hair as she drifts peacefully off to sleep with the birdy sound chirping from her throat as she nurses and her long girlie fingers are wrapped tightly around my finger, I am blessed. Or when my son says "Momma can I please have another prenzel?" with that sweet impish little grin on his face or he gives me a hug and a kiss good night and asks me to stay, PLEUUUSE stay so he can chat with me a few minutes longer, I know I am the luckiest gal on the planet!
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Have I mentioned that my darling husband booked our next family vacation already? I was thinking some place warm, sunny, beachy, Caribbean or South Carolina shore... NO no we are heading to Orlando as in Walt Disney World again in February 2009. At that time Miss M will be just a couple of weeks past six months and M will be just shy of four years of age. We are insane... And yet oddly I am excited. The reason for the trip - $165 plane tickets (never mind the cost of going to Disney totally cancels the plant ticket cost out ENTIRELY!
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Today the activity I chose for my son - load him in the Rav and drive around B-town for an hour looking at construction sites. Ummm, yeah that may happen a lot during the next two months! If you asked M he would be thrilled to tell you about all the cool things we saw so it is not like he was hurting back there.
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I totally suck as far as being friend is concerned - First Kelly (Shades of Gray) had a her baby on Monday!!! A little girl! YEAH Kelly and family!!! CONGRATS!
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Also, does time fly or what? I mean I cannot believe that come Saturday we will be beginning week six with Miss Pancake. It seems like forever but in a good way. She is smiling and holding her head up pretty well. She actually does not mind tummy time and is such a lovely charming little baby. K did the old weigh himself a few times while hold Miss Pancake and then weigh himself without the baby last night and he estimates her to be about 11.5 lbs. SHE IS HUGE. I mean that in the nicest way but I lookd over at K holding her two evenings ago and I thought "well crap she is huge - she does not even seem like a newborn any more..." And I suppose she is not. She is outgrowing her 0-3 clothes already as well as the 1-2 diapers (from Sam's Club). She has blown out her diapers every day this week...
SIGH, they do get big TOO fast I tell you. Likely the reason for this is she is a champ at nursing. She is SO unlike her brother. He gulped and gulped and spit up and hated me and my crazy strong mammary glands. Miss P totally takes it in stride. She will just the milk run out of her mouth (or squirt in as the case may be) and calmly takes deep breaths if she needs to. She spits up a tiny bit (usually because I forget to nurse her) but not near as bad as M did. She sleeps like a champ too - already we have had numerous 5-6 hours sleep nights and during the day she takes a four hour nap. I know this will likely change with the advent of new skills like turning over and well frankly teeth but still she is charming and dang if she is not starting week six. What next? Prom?
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Have I mentioned that my darling husband booked our next family vacation already? I was thinking some place warm, sunny, beachy, Caribbean or South Carolina shore... NO no we are heading to Orlando as in Walt Disney World again in February 2009. At that time Miss M will be just a couple of weeks past six months and M will be just shy of four years of age. We are insane... And yet oddly I am excited. The reason for the trip - $165 plane tickets (never mind the cost of going to Disney totally cancels the plant ticket cost out ENTIRELY!
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Today the activity I chose for my son - load him in the Rav and drive around B-town for an hour looking at construction sites. Ummm, yeah that may happen a lot during the next two months! If you asked M he would be thrilled to tell you about all the cool things we saw so it is not like he was hurting back there.
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I totally suck as far as being friend is concerned - First Kelly (Shades of Gray) had a her baby on Monday!!! A little girl! YEAH Kelly and family!!! CONGRATS!
*******
Also, does time fly or what? I mean I cannot believe that come Saturday we will be beginning week six with Miss Pancake. It seems like forever but in a good way. She is smiling and holding her head up pretty well. She actually does not mind tummy time and is such a lovely charming little baby. K did the old weigh himself a few times while hold Miss Pancake and then weigh himself without the baby last night and he estimates her to be about 11.5 lbs. SHE IS HUGE. I mean that in the nicest way but I lookd over at K holding her two evenings ago and I thought "well crap she is huge - she does not even seem like a newborn any more..." And I suppose she is not. She is outgrowing her 0-3 clothes already as well as the 1-2 diapers (from Sam's Club). She has blown out her diapers every day this week...
SIGH, they do get big TOO fast I tell you. Likely the reason for this is she is a champ at nursing. She is SO unlike her brother. He gulped and gulped and spit up and hated me and my crazy strong mammary glands. Miss P totally takes it in stride. She will just the milk run out of her mouth (or squirt in as the case may be) and calmly takes deep breaths if she needs to. She spits up a tiny bit (usually because I forget to nurse her) but not near as bad as M did. She sleeps like a champ too - already we have had numerous 5-6 hours sleep nights and during the day she takes a four hour nap. I know this will likely change with the advent of new skills like turning over and well frankly teeth but still she is charming and dang if she is not starting week six. What next? Prom?
Friday, August 15, 2008
TWO WEEKS?!
Wow, when did that happen? I mean last week I was limping about feeling like my body had been through hell and back. This week, meh, I feel ten thousand times better! All regions are feeling better, thankyouverymuch (TMI... with birth is there really such a thing???)
My dogs are driving me batty. Every time someone visits I have to apologize for their rude behavior. And the barking out the back door at virtually NOTHING only to wake the wee sleeping baby. GAH, I know it was the same with M and I was TOTALLY ready to send both of them packing then too. I cannot decide which of these two hounds is worse and yet I still love them deeply. ** TOTAL lie Santana is worse because he is one pissed off pup and peed on M's new tool bench. Thankfully I noticed this and cleaned it up before M noticed... SIGH.
Any who, Miss Pancake had her two week appointment today. She was her usual self. She took it all in stride. Even when K tried to put her little sun dress on upside down. Heh. The stats:
She was 20-1/2 inches when born
Today she is 21-1/2 inches (75-90%)
She weighed 8 lbs 11 oz at birth (and she dropped to 8 lbs 4 oz when we took her to the doctor three days later.)
Today she weighed in at 9 lbs 12 oz (75-90%)
This momma could once again be a wet nurse and feed several babies at any given time of the day. Poor girl almost had a squirt of milk to her eye this morning, it missed and hit her in her hair... I told her milk makes ones hair silky and soft. She did not seem to appreciate my levity. Oy.
Her cord fell off three days ago and she definitely has been having more waking time. She has also developed a habit of being up from 4am to 6am JUST LIKE M. This has been waking M up at the ungodly hour of 5:30a the past few days. It is like colic in the morning. Weird. Oh well.
I knew this would be the case and it is true - it is like Miss Pancake has always been in our house, a part of our lives. There are definitely moments especially with M but the past two weeks have been relatively positive. I definitely have my fears in the coming weeks that I will need to overcome, to be strong about and deal with. I am sure I will write more on this - for the moment I am not quite ready to think about it. I am also trying to mentally prepared for some too long extended visit with in laws during the month of September. WAIL... (seriously they are helping me out so I cannot be TOO negative about the length of their visit but still... come on in laws in my house for three weeks??? Feel for me, just a little bit, please!?)
My dogs are driving me batty. Every time someone visits I have to apologize for their rude behavior. And the barking out the back door at virtually NOTHING only to wake the wee sleeping baby. GAH, I know it was the same with M and I was TOTALLY ready to send both of them packing then too. I cannot decide which of these two hounds is worse and yet I still love them deeply. ** TOTAL lie Santana is worse because he is one pissed off pup and peed on M's new tool bench. Thankfully I noticed this and cleaned it up before M noticed... SIGH.
Any who, Miss Pancake had her two week appointment today. She was her usual self. She took it all in stride. Even when K tried to put her little sun dress on upside down. Heh. The stats:
She was 20-1/2 inches when born
Today she is 21-1/2 inches (75-90%)
She weighed 8 lbs 11 oz at birth (and she dropped to 8 lbs 4 oz when we took her to the doctor three days later.)
Today she weighed in at 9 lbs 12 oz (75-90%)
This momma could once again be a wet nurse and feed several babies at any given time of the day. Poor girl almost had a squirt of milk to her eye this morning, it missed and hit her in her hair... I told her milk makes ones hair silky and soft. She did not seem to appreciate my levity. Oy.
Her cord fell off three days ago and she definitely has been having more waking time. She has also developed a habit of being up from 4am to 6am JUST LIKE M. This has been waking M up at the ungodly hour of 5:30a the past few days. It is like colic in the morning. Weird. Oh well.
I knew this would be the case and it is true - it is like Miss Pancake has always been in our house, a part of our lives. There are definitely moments especially with M but the past two weeks have been relatively positive. I definitely have my fears in the coming weeks that I will need to overcome, to be strong about and deal with. I am sure I will write more on this - for the moment I am not quite ready to think about it. I am also trying to mentally prepared for some too long extended visit with in laws during the month of September. WAIL... (seriously they are helping me out so I cannot be TOO negative about the length of their visit but still... come on in laws in my house for three weeks??? Feel for me, just a little bit, please!?)
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