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She’s having a baby!

Okay, so yeah…I mentioned it already but really! My sister is having a baby boy and we are all so excited!!!!

My parents, her in-laws, and sister-in-law pitched in and threw her a fantastic beach themed baby shower. I will unashamedly admit that my mother was the mastermind behind the theme and all that went into the decor. The rest of us were minions doing her creative bidding. My sister and brother-in-law love the beach. It was a couples shower which means you walked in and saw beach balls, balloons, men, women….and beer, wine, and some stronger alcoholic beverages which resulted from an impromptu liquor run that was supposed to be a water bottle run. But that is all I am going to say on that topic.

My little nephew got so many amazing things from so many amazing friends and family. This here is one of my brother-in-law’s personal favorite new baby items…

Second only to this previously untold truth…

Yes, sir – with these two items alone my little nephew has everything he needs to be welcomed into this bright, new world.

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An update is more than three months overdue. I have probably lost any regular readers I had because of the lack of activity on this blog. Lets see if I can revive it over the next few weeks and get back into the swing of things.

Life, as always, has been nuts. Work seems to be the same for everyone across the country. Either you are out of work altogether or you are, like me, overworked and underpaid which I suppose is better than the alternative. Blogging has been the least of my worries which is actually reall sad to me because I do enjoy writing and getting my thoughts out there even if there is no one out there reading them. Its quite theraputic.

On to the updates!

Let’s start with Sophia…

Sophia is going to be three years old in just under 2 months. Can you believe it? She is an awesome kid. Doing well at daycare/pre-school and so bright. She is truly the sunshine on any cloudy day. A clown and a cuddler all rolled into one pretty little girl.

We recently moved all of her “baby” furniture out of her room and into what will be her sister’s bedroom. Sophia has taken to her “big girl” room like she has taken to nothing before. She moved from a toddler bed to a twin sized bed. Her changing table dresser was replaced with a dresser and mirror. As she is still Dora the Explorer’s #1 fan…the room was done up, top to bottom, in Dora gear. She never wants to leave her room anymore which is the highest compliment we can get after all the love and thought and money that went into making her room what it is today.

I will be honest, she adapts well to change. Always has. Much better than either her mother or father! I am looking forward to seeing if this personality trait holds up with the arrival of her baby sister in a few weeks! I will be sure to let you know.

Next update, The Pregnancy:

Or should I say, Pregnancies! Yes, PLURAL!

Its been so long that I have added an update that I don’t think I was able to share the amazing news that not only was I pregnant…but so was my sister. We started our pregnancies due just one day apart. Is that amazing or what? As many of you know, though I did not share too many details on this blog, we lost my sister’s daughter Ava in April of last year at 27 weeks. Words cannot describe how difficult this has been, and probably always will be, on our family but especially on my sister and my brother-in-law. So for us to get pregnant at the same time was, to me, a gift from God.

In April, with donations from many of you, we successfully and proudly completed the March of Dimes in Honor of Ava Victoria. I have walked the March of Dimes before but when you do so for a cause that hits so close to home its a different experience. You notice the shirts. You realize what they really mean. I fully expect our family to continue this tradition for many years to come.

 

My sister and I were barely 4 months pregnant during the March and now are almost 8 months pregnant.

The photo above shows us at 30 weeks along. My sister’s blue shirt denotes the little baby boy rolling around in her belly. My pink shirt indicates that I have another little girl rolling around in mine. Planning for these babies is, seriously, like planning for twins. I don’t know of many sisters who have had the joy of sharing the pregnancy experience as closely as we have been able to. I cannot wait to be able to hold both of these little ones in my arms and am already planning for way too many corny photo shoots. Our mother, on the other hand, is thinking of investing in a helicopter. You see, we are giving birth in two different hospitals, approximately two hours away from each other. September is going to be a very interesting month.

I think I have updated you on all the major points. Its tough to sum up almost 4 months in one blog post but I will promise not to be a stranger and I am sure, now that I am back in the groove, I will have a few more updates over the next few days.

Thanks for making it this far.

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Those are Sophie’s words, not mine, and she is sticking to it.

We are DONE with diapers. A couple of weeks ago, before Easter weekend, Sophie’s teacher told me to bring plenty of clothes and Sophie in panties on Monday. I have to admit – I did not think Sophie was ready. I had tried a few times at home (and blogged about it) and had no success. To the point that Sophie regressed. Enclosed in those two sentences are some of my most frustrating moments as a parent. It wasn’t pretty. I decided to wait until Sophie gave me the indication that she was ready and apparently, her teacher thought we were there.

I swallowed my doubt and took the, “if you say so” approach. My initial plan of action was to do only what she said – bring Sophie in panties on Monday. Not work with her myself beforehand. But then I started feeling guilty. Did I want to be that mom? If the teacher can do it, so can I. More importantly, if the teacher says Sophie can do it – why should I doubt that Sophie can?

So we did it.

Saturday morning I put Sophie in panties…and she has been in panties ever since. I am still kind of in shock about it and so proud I can barely stand myself. It’s amazing to me that she can go from one extreme to the next without any kind of warning. Well, if she gave a warning, I missed the signs.

I have to admit that, at least initially, I was not so brave to try at night – all night – even though Sophie stayed dry through her nap times. I like to sleep. My weekends are my only time to really sleep. The problem was that Sophie refused to put on a pull-up before bedtime and stated to me, “Diapers are for babies, panties are for big girls.”  Who was I to fight her?  So she went to bed in panties…and about an hour after she fell asleep I snuck in and strapped a pull up over her panties. I felt so guilty about this, too, especially when she would wake up dry the next morning! But I sucked up that guilt and snuck in every night for 6 nights. On the 7th night I let her go pull-up free…and we have only had 2 nighttime accidents since.

Its been two weeks. After the first two days basically accident free, we have had a few accidents here and there. Some at daycare, a few at home, and a couple at night. And that is OKAY! Its normal. It does not frustrate me, it does not stress me out because I know my child is trying and wants to be in panties. I am doing laundry a little more often than I was 2 weeks ago but am ultimately thrilled about it. Talk about a bizarre realization.

There is nothing cuter than my Pookie’s little tush in a pair of Dora the Explorer panties.

We are officially a diaper-free household! Well, once I can figure out who to give all of our left over pull-ups to!

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Little Bunny Foo Foo

Ever heard of him?

I hadn’t. Until a couple of weeks ago when my child came home singing about a bunny and saying, “I don’t like your attitude”. That phrase coming out of my 2 year old’s mouth cracked me up…and simultaneously made me scratch my head.

“Sophie, who says, ‘I don’t like your attitude?'”

Sophie replies, “Ms. Mary.”

Click! goes the lightbulb over Mommy’s head. Ms. Mary is the reading teacher at Sophie’s daycare. This is what happens when your child is in daycare or pre-school all day long and out of your supervision. They learn things you have not taught them – and in turn they begin to teach you.

Over the last few weeks, I kept forgetting to ask Ms. Mary about this story when I saw her at the daycare and in the meantime I have been getting more and more curious about Little Bunny Foo Foo and his attitude. New characters have been introduced in Sophie’s sing-song voice. Field Mice, Tigers, and a Good Fairy. Also….Sophie has been calling me a Goonie. A goonie? She always says this with a goofy smile on her face that clues me in that she is being silly – and she knows it.

But still. What the heck? A goonie??

Yesterday I got the gist from Ms. Mary in between Ms. Mary’s laughter at my description. This is a regular story/nursery rhyme that they have been reading to (and with) the children in honor of Spring.

Today I looked it up…

Little Bunny Foo Foo is not a very nice Bunny and he DOES have a bad attitude! This is not quite the version Ms. Mary told me about. Its missing tigers and goblins…and goonie is now a goon. But I think its close enough.

Little bunny foo-foo, (hold up two fingers)
hopping through the forest (bounce your hand up and down)
Scooping up the field mice, (make a scooping motion with hand)
and bopping them on the head. (slap top of fist with palm)

(Spoken)
Then down came the Good Fairy, and she said:
Little Bunny Foo-Foo, (wag forefinger – “no-no”)
I don’t wanna see you (wag forefinger – “no-no”)
Scooping up the field mice, (scooping motion with hand)
and bopping them on the head. (slap top of fist with palm)
(spoken)
I’ll give you 3 chances,
and if you don’t behave,
I’ll turn you into a Goon!

Little bunny foo-foo,
hopping through the forest
Scooping up the field mice,
and bopping them on the head.

(Spoken)
Then down came the Good Fairy, and she said:
Little Bunny Foo-Foo,
I don’t wanna see you
Scooping up the field mice,
and bopping them on the head.
(spoken)
I’ll give you 2 chances,
and if you don’t behave,
I’ll turn you into a Goon!

Little bunny foo-foo,
hopping through the forest
Scooping up the field mice,
and bopping them on the head.

(Spoken)
Then down came the Good Fairy, and she said:
Little Bunny Foo-Foo,
I don’t wanna see you
Scooping up the field mice,
and bopping them on the head.
(spoken)
I’ll give you 1 more chance,
and if you don’t behave,
I’ll turn you into a Goon!

Little bunny foo-foo,
hopping through the forest
Scooping up the field mice,
and bopping them on the head.

(Spoken)
Then down came the Good Fairy, and she said:
Little Bunny Foo-Foo,
I don’t wanna see you
Scooping up the field mice,
and bopping them on the head.

POOF! You’re a goon!

(Spoken)
And the moral of the story is:
Hare today, goon tomorrow!

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15 Week Update

I am 15 weeks today. I woke up this morning on my back and felt the baby curled up into a hard lump on the right side of my belly. I love when I can feel where the baby is…it makes it all so real and exciting. I am not feeling kicks yet but the flutters and slight pressure is there. I am excited for those kicks to start. I am in full blown maternity clothes and went shopping quite a bit between this weekend and yesterday for work clothes. Its pretty obvious that I am pregnant now so coworkers are asking me left and right without any fear that I will get offended because they are implying I am fat. Hah! Lucky for them. The bump is obvious.

According to my updates, the baby’s ears are starting to work  so he/she should be able to hear me when I speak or sing in the shower. According to www.babycenter.com its about 4 ounces and the size of an apple. However, at my last ultrasound the little booger was measuring a week and one day bigger…so who knows if that applies to us or not. This child seems to be growing to a tune only it can hear.

In super exciting news, we may be able to find out the sex next week. I am officially scheduled for my big u/s on April 22nd but since I am going in on the 8th for bloodwork the tech told me to flag her down and see if we can get a peek at the goods. I hope that works out. I am so dying to know if I am right….or if Sophie is right. 🙂

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And I already feel bad for it in strange little ways. I also feel kooky for feeling bad.

When I found out I was pregnant with Sophie, it was all about this baby growing in my belly. My world, our world, revolved around it.  What would it look like? Would it be a boy or a girl? The thought and preparation that went into this new and small life was immediate and profound. The last two and a half years with her in our life has been just about the same…its all about her. Yeah, sure – we do not let her know that. The kid enjoys being the center of attention enough without realizing that she is the center of our world. I will tell her that when she is older.

But if that was not bad enough (well, I am not entirely sure its bad) this new pregnancy is all about her, too. How will she react? Will she love the baby right away – or will she resent it? Will I be a good mommy of two? Will I be able to give each of my children the same amount of love and affection? Already…I cannot imagine loving anything the way I love Sophia. I know I will but the idea is foreign to me at the moment.

Don’t get me wrong. We are thrilled. We are so totally thrilled and excited about having another child. I am just as amazed with the changes my body is going through this time around. This pregnancy feels very different, almost as if this new baby is already trying to differentiate itself from its older sister. Just like when I was pregnant with Sophie, I am amazed at the love I can feel for a being I have never set eyes on. The movements are just starting to become familiar which is very exciting because I enjoyed that part of being pregnant so much with Sophie. The communication between me and my unborn child. Pregnancy is still an incredible experience.

I realize already that this baby will have a challenge on its hands. It will come into the world as a second child. Me, my husband, our families – we have been here before. It’s not a fresh new experience. I forget I am pregnant at times. I know my family, and friends, do too. It’s this, “ooh, yeah. Thats right” type of thing. My motherly instinct is already in protective mode over this new little person. Sophie had it easy by comparison. She had this path of pink roses before her and practically a choir of angels to greet the first child and grandchild. This baby is being born into utter chaos….a family of three who are happily waiting for it, yes….but chaos nonetheless. No choir of angels this time around. Instead our home echoes cartoons and nursery rhymes spoken at high octaves by a rambunctious (almost) 3-year-old. This baby will have a very strong-willed older sister to butt heads with – while Sophie had no competition whatsoever. As a first-born child myself, I find myself wanting to apologize to my sister.  I sorta kinda stole her thunder didn’t I?

Granted, this is all the anticipation talking. I have no idea how things will go when this baby is born. How we will all react. It could be a path of roses and choir of angels all over again, right? Who knows. It’s an experience I have yet to have. I will make a note to let you know.

In the meantime, my daughter swears that the baby now growing in my belly is a baby girl. If you ask Sophia what she wants to name the baby she replies, “Super Baby.” I think the title is apt. I am currently on a search for a teeny tiny cape.

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Easter is upon us…

We are Catholic and celebrate Easter for its intended purpose. We go to church on Easter Sunday and we celebrate the resurrection of Jesus Christ. My husband and I understand it to the fullest extent.

My daughter does not. At two years old, Sophie knows about the Easter Bunny and Easter Eggs. She equates Easter to colored eggs, egg hunts, and baby chicks. I am okay with this. She is a little girl. There is time enough for her to learn some of the more serious meanings and lessons behind Lent and Easter Season.

However, I still don’t think all of it has quite sunk in.

The other night, I had some Easter odds and ends on our kitchen table. A stack of pastel colored buckets for her daycare Easter egg hunt, a huge packet of empty plastic eggs, a boxed kit to decorate and color Easter eggs… Sophie was mesmerized by it all. She walked up to it slowly, turned back to me, smiled, and said, “Mommy. I want to play with it.” I told her, “Sophie, you cannot play with that yet. That is for Easter.”

Sophie turned to me, her body practically vibrating in a “know it all” way and responded, “Yes. I know. I am going to give it to him.”

Hmmmm.

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