Friday, November 30, 2012

last birthday as a mother of one?

seeing as how we will be spending the day going to music makers, napping, then jetting out to Boston for a night on the town at Fenway's winter wonderland, I think it is safe to say today will be pretty awesome. And while I am not yet experienced in the ways of two-child-dom, little d has turned into my favorite little traveling partner, and we love riding the train ("just like Curious George!" as someone would say) even if it takes four times longer than driving in... but life is all about experiences, and my experience in exploring the city with a little one in tow (especially as it concerns going to Fenway Park) are only increasing in enjoyability. I don't know how paletteable this whole traveling into the city thing is going to be once baby A gets here, so I am soaking it up as much as we can. Wednesday we went to the aquarium and earlier this month we did the Museum of Science. I think I will have to make these little mommy-son ventures at least a monthly thing till April, they are just such good learning experienes for the both of us. Everyone gawks at how adorable and well mannered little d is (how could they not? he's fabulous!), and how I am able to traipse all over town with him and for about 90% of the time he will happily walk on his own. The other 10% of the time I count as strength training because lifting 30 pounds is no small feat.

Speaking of the gym, I ran 3 miles on Wednesday in 38 minutes and ended with a fist pump and a mini strength training session. Monday it took me 30 to run 2. Maybe I'll go wild today and try to pump out an 11 minute mile, or maybe I'll just settle into figuring out that new sewing machine that should be getting in this afternoon. Either way, we can't wait for the Mr. to come home tonight so he can make me a cookie cake with hershey kisses on top.  You read that right. This year, I have no desire for a standard cake of any sort, only a giant cookie, maybe with brownies and a tall glass of milk on the side.

So even if Blogger is being terrible and evil to me and not letting me post any pictures (why do you think I always choose instagram over you???) because I have "reached storage capacity" and this could potentially mean the move to another web service for my blog...still.

27 is looking closer to 21 than to 30 today. Glass half full.

Thursday, November 29, 2012

My seventh year as a 21 year old

When I think back to the last year, 26 has been good to me. I ran a marathon, got pregnant with my second baby, and got to spend the most amount of time with my parents and in laws than I have since I got married. My biggest trial has probably been spending my entire 26th year without a home to call my own, living co dependent of our families and while there doesn't seem to be much end in sight to that little problem, I know that to have that be my trial is trivial when I think about our healthy little family and the fact that mr. D has a job.

While everyone tries to reassure me that i am so lucky to have help and not have to pay rent (which i understand and am very grateful for!) what has suffered the most the last year is my self esteem and value as a mother and housewife. I took a LOT of pride in decorating, cleaning, and just being in my home. Without a home I have felt a little lost over the last year and without a purpose other than being a playmate to little d (not that that is a bad gig!). Dealing with boredom is not my strong suit, and while the marathon was a good distraction, the summer was difficult emotionally and I spent a lot of afternoons napping not because I was tired but because I was a little bit depressed, usually while little d slept and he wasn't there to distract me. I know that now, especially once I hit the halfway point in my pregnancy last week and got the crafting bug big time. I suppose if I can't nest, then making everything I've ever wanted to before my onesome becomes a twosome is the next best thing. It has kept my mind busy, and my heart happy and with a better sense of purpose than I have had since I stopped working full time.

What has also helped me a lot the last few weeks is finding out I am having a girl... Because that means making bows, hairties, cute onesies, accessories and decor I don't think I would be quite as excited to make if this was another boy. After busting out the cricket a few days ago, I've been completing a zillion little projects I've had pinned for ages, then my parents gifted me with a sewing machine I should be getting any day now, and I would be lying if I said my creative little heart is oh so full.

So in short, being 26 was good. But I can already tell 27 will be even better. I know I only have four months to really indulge in this little creative habit of mine, but if it keeps me happy and sane than it will be worth it, even if I have yet to have a home to call my own.

Special thanks goes to my family for showering me with love and presents even from afar, especially to my mom who gave birth to me (a week late, poor thing!) and made the little miracle inside of me that much more special... I don't know too many bonds as strong as a mother and we firstborn daughter and I am delighted to experience it for myself next year.

And maybe I'll even find it in my heart to forgive mr. D for going to myrtle beach without me this week. ;) tomorrow is going to be the start of a wonderful 27th year.

Friday, November 23, 2012

2 years 4 months

little d at 26 months...

-loves singing. it reminds me (especially around this time) of the movie, Elf in that he is constantly singing or humming a little song. the best songs are the ones that are mashed versions of three or four different songs.

-is still extremely polite. while i was at the gym today, i guess he refused to say please in order to get a cup, and he retold me the story when I got back, that "I not say da magic word and daddy give me a time out." This was really strange to be because he is always saying his pleases, bless you's and thank you's, but I guess it goes to show that even little d isn't perfect.

-still loves to read. story time at the library is still a mess, but at home he is content to sit and read a book over and over again, or (if you're lucky) to bring you book after book, putting the other one away before he gets out another one. We go to the library to get a new set of 6-8 books every week, and those books stay upstairs while the books he owns are in the basement where we sleep. It helps mix up the reading and makes it seem like we have many more books than we already do. Occasionally he will request to read to me after I have read it to him, and he can recite quite a few books (goodnight moon) by heart, which I just love.

-loves his Captain America "caus-tchoom" (I love the way he says it), so we keep it in the living room and he puts it on just about every time he sees it. It reminds me of a little girl wanting to put on a princess dress, and I figure dress up for boys is okay so long as it's a super cool superhero costume.

-the other day, we were about to read a book together on my bed before his nap, I was just getting dressed for the gym and he refused to let me put on my shirt. when mr. d walked into the room and noticed I was only wearing a sports bra and workout pants, he gave me a confused look and little d told him  he wanted to see his sister. He then proceeded to put the book up close to my bellybutton and give my stomach a smattering of kisses.

-has started to get chores! although I doubt he realizes it. I have him feed the Kevs twice a day, clean up his toys, and assist me in cooking/baking and helping me out in general. We were making pizza rollups in crescent rolls and he did good for awhile till he tasted the spaghetti sauce and thought it was divine or something because he ended up eating half the jar using a spoon! We also made these little acorn lookalike things from pinterest that were absolute TORTURE for him... we had to unwrap hershey kisses without eating them? I was able to get him to only eat two after helping me.

-speaking of "firshey kisses" (or fishey kisses, depending on his mood), he is in LOVE with them. I tried convincing him to potty train a few times with the bribery of M&Ms but it seems as though I should have been trying kisses. he accidently painted one (dropped the brush on the paper and it magically looked like a hershey kiss) the other day and shows it off to me just about every day since.

-can draw smilie faces. this was probably a natural development from his first circles, but it still astounds me. he can also manage to draw sad faces, although not always on purpose. He usually tells me "I can't draw/do that, YOU do it!" which drives me nuts (how many times have I heard that in the two years I taught art?!) but I try to get him to do it himself and he is usually very satisfied with how well he does.

-gets the jist (mostly the tune) of the ABC song, but mostly just throws in letters and words. the only letter he honestly recognizes is "D", and I think that is just because Dunkin Donuts  has two D's in it, and that is the only non sports logo he can recognize in about a half second. sometimes this worries me since i feel like all my friends with 2 year olds have them writing their names already (little d can barely hold a writing utensil properly), but then i realize he is only two, and has three more years till i have to worry about his writing skills. he does like it when he tells me someone's name and i spell it and write it out for him. i'll take what i can get.

-still wakes up between 6 and 7, although we were at an after 730 am spurt for a bit which was lovely. He hollers "moooooom-meeeeeeee! I'm awaaaake!" and then after I respond and I do not come immediately he asks, "Are you changing your clothes? are you in your bed? are you tired? where'd daddy go?" etc. He is EXTREMELY talkative from the nanosecond he wakes up to when he goes to bed, and he always has something to say about everything.

-loves curious george and mickey mouse. it is so interesting to me to watch with him and ask him about what is happening or who is who, or when I don't watch with him and he retells what happened in that episode. He is so smart and is able to recall information pretty accurately.

-has started to take a liking to popular music, mostly stuff he hears on the radio. For the longest time I could only play blue's clues songs or "call me maybe", and now a song will come on on the radio and he will announce "this is my favorite!" or "I like this song" or, on occasion, "This is mommy's/daddy's song." Some of those songs include fun's "some nights", Neon trees "everybody talks", flo rida's "whistle" (he ADORES that song), havana brown's "we run the night" (where he loves to chime in on the high pitched "WHOOP!"), LMFAO's "sexy and I know it" (although he calls it elmo's song) and "party rock anthem", the latter of which he surprisingly knows a LOT of the words to. The latest craze is Psy's "Gangnam style" which he calls "whoop whoop" or "sty-ole" and is positively obsessed with. He can also do the dance (thanks, DK!).

-he eats just about anything I do (keep in mind I am still eating very few vegetables, so by default so is he) but his go-to staples are gogurts (which he can now open the fridge on his own and get out, so I think he eats about 2 a day, but it could be more), cereal, and "sammy's", any sandwich but usually deli or peanut butter. the colder temps have also brought out my love for hot cocoa, so I warm up a little half filled mug of milk for 30 seconds and he scoops his carnation instant breakfast into it to be "just like mommy".

-is rocking the short hair. I just got so few up with the upkeep of longish hair that we ended up buzzing both he and mr.d's hair to a one inch... after seeing all those lovely locks I was a little heartbroken, but he can actually see without hair in his eyes, looks awesome with his hair gelled a little bit, and hopefully won't need a haircut till summer if I'm lucky.

-time outs have become tricky. since we watch a lot of sports (and every sport has time outs), we have had to distinguish between the "sports" time outs, and the "you just did something naughty/need to calm down" time out. For sports we make the "T" signal and say "time out...wait a minute!". He still gets confused and the other day we were talking about a time out in a celtics game and little d walks over to his timeout chair and sat there. It about broke my heart! I rushed over and reassured him he was a good boy and didn't do anything. I think it's about time to officially change the name of the time out chair to calm down chair. Poor guy.

-we had trick or treating the last month and he loved every moment of it. his endurance in walking on his own continues to amaze me. It won't be long before he no longer wants to be in a stroller and will just be walking (or running?) alongside me.

-baseball season may be over but we have had a sudden resurgence in baseball activities by this boy. He has started running and sliding, catching fly balls, diving catches, playing catch, etc. I don't know where he picked that up, since I am pretty sure sportscenter has not shown baseball highlights in over a month. He has also requested to footrace me and others, using a track style start. Still no clue where he got that either. and running into walls he suddenly thinks is hysterical, and has deemed it hilarious for everyone else, so he is constantly showing off in that way.

-is an active flirt. he loves girls, dubs certain ones as "my favorite" (even if he doesn't know them) and will fake fall and pause dramatically (for laughter?) before getting up. I am starting to wonder when he will start pulling pigtails.

-calls just about everyone he knows "his friend". he has gotten pretty good at predicting who will be in certain places at certain times (mike and Mr. d are at work during the day, darsi is usually at home, kevin is usually in the basement or outside, the neighbor kids are at school, etc).

-can watch sporting events with us, on TV or in person. TV is a little better, since we rewatch every action packed goal, injury, etc over and over again (much to his delight). he always asks a lot of questions about what we are watching, and I am happy to answer them. he asks a lot of questions, period, most of the time I love it, but right before bedtime/naptime...not so much.

-now knows the tune and most of the words to "I am a child of god", and loves to sing it with me (along with popcorn song, sunbeam song, a lot of preschool songs and a few other church songs), although he calls it "chai-da dog" and one verse he sings "has given me an earthly home, with kevins kind and dear." Too funny to correct, I say.

-tantrums are still too common for my liking, but I am fine with them since most of them happen at home (thank goodness). we are working on his listening skills (he loves ignoring me when I ask him to do something), so we have been talking a lot about being obedient and a good listener... we shall see how that turns out. It may be frustrating at times (especially at diaper changes where I am NOT willing to chase after him to pin him down), but if he thinks he is making me sad he is pretty sensitive to it and is usually quicker to change his ways.

All in all, he is darling, easily excitable (watching the thanksgiving parade was like christmas morning-- every float was greeted with a crazed scream, I come home from the gym and he flings open the door with a HUGE goofy grin, waving and chanting "hi momma! come in! come in!", etc), absolutely loving (he fights with us over who gets to shower his parents with kisses and hugs, especially when we are hugging or kissing each other, he jumps right in and shares in on the love...adorable!), witty and observant, more handsome than is good for him, and absolutely turning into a smart, sly little guy when it comes to getting what he wants. I cannot wait to see what the next month holds in store for us.

Thursday, November 22, 2012

catchup on life B.C. (before columbus, that is)

we started out our october festivities with a family game of mini golf... in freezing temperatures, no less.
 we were the only ones on the course (it closed at halloween for the season) and we had a blast.
 little d, being the seasoned pro that he is, understood that since he was less experienced, he had earned the right to a handicap of "right in front of the obstacle we were aiming at" at each hole (as shown below).
 no sporting event is complete without a little assistance from dad
 and i got a few holes in one..including at the last hold which meant we got a free round of golf! Unfortunately since it was so cold and we ended up going to Ohio a few days later, we never got around to using it but it was still awesome to know that we could have gone and played for free again.
 did I mention it started to get REALLY cold right before we left?
 I finally busted out the winter coats, and just in time for another elementary school fundraiser/carnival...the pumpkin festival!
 none of the girls who worked at the sports booths new of little d's sporting superiority so they scooted him real close and were completely shocked at how well he did! which is funny, since no matter how good little d is, he STILL acts super shocked and supremely happy when he does well. After what felt like an hour in the bounce house, he used up his tickets to play soccer, hockey, golf, and then go into the not so scary haunted house with his little gaggle of girlfriends.

 the beechwood posse:

 Oh and did I mention that we would make him hit up the cakewalk every chance we could convince him to? I may or may not be obsessed with store bought cake, plasticky frosting and all. At least he won one this time:
 we used up nearly all the remnants of his sticker collection during a church meeting that he was SO good in...
 and there were only a few fights I had to break up recently... having a "four year old" (kevs) and a two year old makes for some interesting love/hate interactions.
 "wanna touch my finger?"
 and while sunday evenings are usually pretty difficult, Mr. D had the brilliant idea to go to the temple... it was gorgeous and a lovely evening for playing ball (even if SOMEONE couldn't really play because she had to hold all the puppies and "towels" for a little other someone) and walking around the lovely temple grounds.
 and right before we left, Mr. D and I did a little early Christmas clothes (or late back to school) shopping for little d, who has a belly that grows bigger than any other part of his body. I wonder why...
 My favorite clothing combo... nothing cuter on a little boy than skinnies and a polo.

 posing with his bedtime crew, post nap.
 helping mom make dinner
 working hard or hardly working
 and making our delish playdoh a ninja?
 the saddest day was thursday, our last day at our beloved gym. We had an apartment lined up for November that was a bit farther away than I would have liked to travel to go to a gym, and as good as they have taken care of little d and I, I made the executive decision to cancel our membership with the hopes that we would sign a new contract when we got back and were moved in. Since we have been delayed in that apartment-attainment process, I seriously regret this decision, but there was no way I would have know that Sandy would knock out a tree in our prospective new apartment's yard, and it would take so long to take care of it. Oh well. We both got lollipops on our last day so that made for some happy campers.
 and lest we forget the yearly calvin and hobbes photo shoot...

 little d was much more cooperative than the kevs for a change. he kept whispering for him to "calm down! almost done!"

 then began the night of packing... someone knew what was coming and that he would not like it one bit.
 we said goodbye to dad and that was hard on little d. he is used to seeing the Mr go into the airport as we say goodbye, not the other way around. He missed him really bad and kept asking when he was coming to join us.
 thankfully, it was my very first nonstop flight ever with this kid and it was two hours of george, food, movies, and toddler entertainment for the whole flight. Let it be known it was our first enjoyable flight ever.
 wallace and gromit (I should have brought more kid friendly earphones)
 I love this face.
 and then he insisted on holding my hand while we watched movies, and my heart about completely melted out of my chest. best moment of the best flight ever.

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