We're just having one of those weeks around here.
Both Colby and Miller have had a fever hovering around 102 for a few days. Colby got it first, and Miller caught whatever it was 2 days ago. I guess there's no hope of keeping her from Colby's viruses when he fondles her binkies and sneezes in her face on a daily basis.
I'm sad to say that I think our days of sleeping through the night have come to an end. Colby has been waking up consistently at 5am....and crying/whining until 7. It started over the weekend when he was sick, and I guess he really enjoyed the extra special attention he got at 5am in "mama bed". He watched videos while Lee and I tried to somehow squeeze in an extra few minutes of sleep. Since then, he has been waking up and 5am and fake crying. Today was the second day we didn't let him get out of his crib, and I'm hoping he doesn't try again tomorrow. In addition, Miller has stopped sleeping through the night. Now, she wakes up about 5!! times a night, either needing a binkie or needing to eat. (I'm never sure which one) Usually, I give her a binkie until I break down around 3 or 4 and feed her. What is going on with that?? This is worse than having a newborn! So between the 2 of them, we're really pretty exhausted.
Speaking of fake crying, Colby has mastered it. Not only is he fake crying every morning, he cries and whines after his afternoon nap for about an hour. He is really feeling his terrible two's and it is not going unnoticed!
There was a Halloween parade in our town tonight, and Lee had been looking forward to taking Colby to it all week. (we decided it was best to leave Miller at home) After bundling Colby up in all his warmest winter wear, they walked there tonight after dinner. They got a late start, so Lee ran as fast as he could go (pushing Colby in the stroller)so that Colby wouldn't miss anything. No less than 30 minutes later, they came home because Colby threw tantrum after tantrum once they got there. (he's still throwing one right now at home) Apparently, Colby wanted to "Say hi" to everyone who walked by in the parade, and was furious that he could not do as he pleased. Poor Lee is so disappointed and frustrated.
Just to add icing on the cake, I went to get my hair "fixed" by adding in a few long layers. This was a new stylist recommended by 2 friends, and I even went in for a consultation beforehand. I brought in pictures and was VERY specific about what I wanted. Ten minutes into the cut, I had a knot in my stomach and knew this would be bad. Very bad. I was butchered once again, and now have very short layers up to my eyebrows! She seriously looked like Edward Scissorhands violently cutting my hair. It's short all around the front, and long in the back. And yes, that is the description of a mullet.
My friend Emily (who has a 2 year old and a newborn PLUS two older kids) reminded me today of how fast this time goes. She said that before I know it, they will be big kids, and I'll probably look back on this time and miss it. I'm sure that's true, and years from now I'll be reading this blog and wish I could go back in time. So, despite the chaos, I'm really making an effort to enjoy this time and appreciate their ages. *yawn*
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Just don't look in his ears....
It's been another crazy week. It's just a month or so into the new school year, and Colby is on his second cold. He also has some sort of virus that comes with a high fever.
On Friday afternoon, I took him to the doctor to get checked out because he woke up crying with his hand over his ear. I asked him if his ear hurt, but he didn't answer. I tried to cheer him up with a treat, but he didn't want anything. (highly unusual) As we got downstairs, he said "ear hurt", and I quickly called the doctor's office to beg them to take us (it was 4:45 and they close at 5) He continued to cry unconsolably as I called Lee and told him what was going on.
Wouldn't you know it, as soon as we got there, Colby stopped crying and was happily playing in the waiting room. I knew about 15 minutes into it that Colby was fine. What I learned, though, is probably a valuable lesson. I think Colby was crying so hard because he was reacting to me being stressed out. He was so upset because he was listening to me talk about him, and I'm sure I seemed worried. The whole "ear hurt" comment was just Colby repeating what I had said to him a few minutes earlier.
Even though I knew he was fine, I decided we should stay and get checked out. We had an hour wait, and we were back in the little room, so I was showing Colby all of the doctors "tools". I showed him the ear thingy that she would use to look in his ears, and we practiced being still. I told him over and over that it wouldn't hurt. And Colby would say "No make Colby cry!" and I'd say "That's right, it won't make Colby cry". Over and over.
It didn't help. As the doctor tried to look in his ears (I was holding him tightly on my lap), he was screaming bloody murder and thrashing his body around, kicking his legs and moving his head from side to side. Eventually, we had to lay him down on the table and call in a 3rd person so that we could pin his arms, legs, and head down. It did not go over very well. The boy is strong, and he sure does have a set of lungs on him. Poor thing was so traumatized after that. His daddy saved the day and took him out for pizza while I came home and had a much needed glass of wine!
On a happier note, Miller had her first sit in the jumparoo today. She is much younger than Colby was, but she is so tall that her feet hit the ground (and her knees even bend!) She is too young to jump, but she enjoys sitting in it and looking at all the colors and toys.
I wonder if she'll be a jumping machine like her big brother. Colby just couldn't get enough of it. Just for fun, here's a vintage video of Colby jumping in his jumparoo at 8 months old.
On Friday afternoon, I took him to the doctor to get checked out because he woke up crying with his hand over his ear. I asked him if his ear hurt, but he didn't answer. I tried to cheer him up with a treat, but he didn't want anything. (highly unusual) As we got downstairs, he said "ear hurt", and I quickly called the doctor's office to beg them to take us (it was 4:45 and they close at 5) He continued to cry unconsolably as I called Lee and told him what was going on.
Wouldn't you know it, as soon as we got there, Colby stopped crying and was happily playing in the waiting room. I knew about 15 minutes into it that Colby was fine. What I learned, though, is probably a valuable lesson. I think Colby was crying so hard because he was reacting to me being stressed out. He was so upset because he was listening to me talk about him, and I'm sure I seemed worried. The whole "ear hurt" comment was just Colby repeating what I had said to him a few minutes earlier.
Even though I knew he was fine, I decided we should stay and get checked out. We had an hour wait, and we were back in the little room, so I was showing Colby all of the doctors "tools". I showed him the ear thingy that she would use to look in his ears, and we practiced being still. I told him over and over that it wouldn't hurt. And Colby would say "No make Colby cry!" and I'd say "That's right, it won't make Colby cry". Over and over.
It didn't help. As the doctor tried to look in his ears (I was holding him tightly on my lap), he was screaming bloody murder and thrashing his body around, kicking his legs and moving his head from side to side. Eventually, we had to lay him down on the table and call in a 3rd person so that we could pin his arms, legs, and head down. It did not go over very well. The boy is strong, and he sure does have a set of lungs on him. Poor thing was so traumatized after that. His daddy saved the day and took him out for pizza while I came home and had a much needed glass of wine!
On a happier note, Miller had her first sit in the jumparoo today. She is much younger than Colby was, but she is so tall that her feet hit the ground (and her knees even bend!) She is too young to jump, but she enjoys sitting in it and looking at all the colors and toys.
I wonder if she'll be a jumping machine like her big brother. Colby just couldn't get enough of it. Just for fun, here's a vintage video of Colby jumping in his jumparoo at 8 months old.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Pssssttt....
Hey Everybody. It's me...Miller! I'm just chilling on my playmate on a Sunday afternoon.
My big brother likes to lay on the playmat with me. He holds my hand and makes me laugh.
Then he gets up and plays his favorite new guitar. Forget the old wooden one. The new yoga mat/guitar has a strap and is much cooler. He plays with it all.the.time.
Well, I'm off to take a nap. (At least that's what mommy thinks....little does she know!)
My big brother likes to lay on the playmat with me. He holds my hand and makes me laugh.
Then he gets up and plays his favorite new guitar. Forget the old wooden one. The new yoga mat/guitar has a strap and is much cooler. He plays with it all.the.time.
Well, I'm off to take a nap. (At least that's what mommy thinks....little does she know!)
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Morning fun
Colby's favorite thing in the morning is for us to put Miller in the crib with him for a (short and supervised) visit.
This is always followed by music and guitar playing with daddy before finally getting dressed for the day. It's not a bad life!
This is always followed by music and guitar playing with daddy before finally getting dressed for the day. It's not a bad life!
Thursday, October 9, 2008
The week in review
Wow, where has the time gone? It's so much harder to keep up with the blog now that my arms are tied in the evenings. I'm going to try and recap a few highlights from this week.
On Saturday, we went to an Octoberfest festival, and Colby experienced his first bounce house. At first he was a bit intimidated, but once inside, he LOVED it!! He jumped and jumped and jumped. He fell down, laughed, got back up, and jumped some more.
Unfortunately, it began to fill up with older kids, and Lee and I became very afraid. Colby was half the size of these other kids, and they were playing very rough. It was an accident waiting to happen, and we tried everything to get Colby to come out. There were promises of lollipops, chocolate treats, and candy....nothing worked.
We had no choice but to send someone in. The onlookers gasped as Lee crawled through the tiny opening and began the long journey to Colby's end of the bounce house. He said it took all his strength and concentration not to sit one someone's kid. Here he is straddling a little boy...I'm sure the mother was horrified.
Later that night, we headed to a cookout and dressed the kids in their finest Halloween garb. Colby loves Miller so much that he always wants to hold her hand.
And kiss her.
Today we headed out to a Fall festival where we had a blast. We took a long hayride through the woods, saw lots of animals, played in the hay, picked out pumpkins, had a picnic lunch...there was so much to do. There was a guitar player which thrilled Colby, and he jammed away on his cornstalk guitar.
There were lots of slides...(note Colby still clutching his cornstalk guitar)
And one GIANT slide that was actually pretty scary...(that's me and Colby coming down)
But Colby loved it! (still clutching his cornstalk)
We even ran into 2 of Colby's buddies there.
We ended the day with a long and spooky hayride through the woods.** Colby really loved it and didn't even try to jump off. It was a very fun day!
(**I'm bravely posting pictures of myself even though I HATE my short haircut and I have about 10 pounds of baby weight to lose. I keep telling myself that in 6 months all of this baby puffiness and short hair will be forgotten)
On Saturday, we went to an Octoberfest festival, and Colby experienced his first bounce house. At first he was a bit intimidated, but once inside, he LOVED it!! He jumped and jumped and jumped. He fell down, laughed, got back up, and jumped some more.
Unfortunately, it began to fill up with older kids, and Lee and I became very afraid. Colby was half the size of these other kids, and they were playing very rough. It was an accident waiting to happen, and we tried everything to get Colby to come out. There were promises of lollipops, chocolate treats, and candy....nothing worked.
We had no choice but to send someone in. The onlookers gasped as Lee crawled through the tiny opening and began the long journey to Colby's end of the bounce house. He said it took all his strength and concentration not to sit one someone's kid. Here he is straddling a little boy...I'm sure the mother was horrified.
Later that night, we headed to a cookout and dressed the kids in their finest Halloween garb. Colby loves Miller so much that he always wants to hold her hand.
And kiss her.
Today we headed out to a Fall festival where we had a blast. We took a long hayride through the woods, saw lots of animals, played in the hay, picked out pumpkins, had a picnic lunch...there was so much to do. There was a guitar player which thrilled Colby, and he jammed away on his cornstalk guitar.
There were lots of slides...(note Colby still clutching his cornstalk guitar)
And one GIANT slide that was actually pretty scary...(that's me and Colby coming down)
But Colby loved it! (still clutching his cornstalk)
We even ran into 2 of Colby's buddies there.
We ended the day with a long and spooky hayride through the woods.** Colby really loved it and didn't even try to jump off. It was a very fun day!
(**I'm bravely posting pictures of myself even though I HATE my short haircut and I have about 10 pounds of baby weight to lose. I keep telling myself that in 6 months all of this baby puffiness and short hair will be forgotten)
Friday, October 3, 2008
10 weeks
This is Miller at 10 weeks old. Not quite a full on smile, but almost. She's now sleeping through the night from about 9-7. She has no gas issues at all anymore**, which is such a relief for all of us. Colby is still obsessed with his "baby didda" and hugs her every chance he gets. Things are really going well!
**Update: I should have known better than to post such a thing- I jinxed myself! I have unknowingly put soy milk instead of rice milk in my coffee for the past 3 days, and Miller had blood in her stool this morning. She's also terribly gassy and uncomfortable again. I had also added nuts back in and thought things were going well. Looks like I'm back to square one. Just one more page in my book of martyrdom that I'm saving for later.
**Update: I should have known better than to post such a thing- I jinxed myself! I have unknowingly put soy milk instead of rice milk in my coffee for the past 3 days, and Miller had blood in her stool this morning. She's also terribly gassy and uncomfortable again. I had also added nuts back in and thought things were going well. Looks like I'm back to square one. Just one more page in my book of martyrdom that I'm saving for later.
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