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Butt Cake

13 Feb

The past few weeks have definitely been a whirlwind.  My parents came into town to celebrate my daughter’s sixth birthday with us.  It has been such a treat to have my parents visiting!

The night before Little Miss’ birthday, my mom baked her a special mini-cake in a cake pan that looks like a present.  They also baked a bunch of cupcakes for the kids that would be attending her party.  My mom put the cake on the rack to cool, and then started making frosting.

My daughter got up on the counter to help make the frosting.  A while later, I came into the kitchen to find them happily frosting cupcakes on the table, and this was on the counter.

 

 

That’s right, people, my daughter had sat on her own birthday cake without even knowing it!  We all got a good laugh out of it, and the newly named butt cake then went into the garbage as whe baked another cake.

Here is what the second birthday cake looked like:

Much better!

This past weekend, we skied with my parents and all of my nieces and nephews.  What a treat it was to ski with our entire extended family.  I especially enjoyed skiing with my parents.

 

This week, I am getting Lasik Enhancement surgery, and I won’t be allowed to ski for a week.  You all know what that means, right?  It’s FINALLY snowing here.  Figures.

 

 

Dragon Slaying on the Slopes

10 Jan

The past two weekends, we have been going skiing as a family of four.  That is really special to me, considering my knee injury last year, and the fact that it is Little Man’s first ski season.

But ski outings with a two year old aren’t easy.  This is how it has gone the past four outings:

1.  We suggest skiing, and he gets all excited, saying, “I want to ski!”  He is happy the entire ride to the ski area.

2.  We get there, and once we get the jacket, helmet, goggles and gloves on him, he melts down.  This is about the time I send JB to the slopes with Little Miss, and I get to deal with the screaming toddler.

3.  I’ve learned we head to the lodge at this point, where he writhes around on the ground and cries for at least a half an hour.  This last week, he collapsed just feet outside the entrance to the lodge.  A man walking by with his two kids starts saying, “Man down, Man down!”

People in ski lodges think a kid throwing a tantrum in ski gear is REALLY funny.  I am pretty much over it.  I tend to grab a camera, take a few pics for future blackmail purposes, and then I sit down about 10 feet away from him until he snaps out of it.

Right after this picture was taken, I ran into my former boss.  It is a bit embarrassing to have your kid losing his s*#t on the floor.

This past weekend, after 30 minutes of flailing, Little Man came up to me and said, “I want to go see the dragons.”

Dragons?  I’ll roll with it.  “Let’s go, then,” I said.  “You need a helmet to protect you from the dragons, and the goggles will keep the fire off of your eyes.”

So then, we head to the chairlift looking for the dragons.  Whatever works, I’ll do it.

Of course the snow conditions here have been hideous — all man made at this point.  They’ve been making snow during the day, and I’m pretty sure he thinks the snow guns are the dragons.

4.  After he snaps out of his tantrum, things are fine.  He likes to ride the chairlift, and makes hilarious noises we’ve dubbed his ski noises, which usually include squeaks and squawks.  He’s a little trooper after he gets over his initial issues.

Last night, he told us that he wanted to take his basketball skiing, but that he’d hold on to it really tight so that the dragons wouldn’t get it.

JB said he’s going to take Little Man skiing on Sunday while I’m in Disneyland with our daughter.  I’m curious to see if he’ll pull this stuff with Daddy, and if he does, what Daddy’s reaction will be to a half hour tantrum.

Getting Back Up On That Horse

3 Jan

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We went up to Mt. Rose three times over the holiday break to get the kids skiing.  The first two times, I simply helped shuttle kids and equipment to JB, who was working patiently with both of them.

Mt. Rose where where I injured myself, and from where I stood, I could see the scene of the accident, where I fell within sight of the lodge and the lower mountain, and had to ride a snowmobile down to the ski patrol.

Yesterday, I finally got up the courage to try skiing again.  The doctor told me I could ski 9 months after surgery, and to start slow.

Eleven months, three weeks after my initial injury, and nine months, two days after my surgery, I made my return to skis.  I did three beginner runs, and got to ski with the hubby and both of my kids.

I still have a lot of work to do to get back to “normal”, if that will be possible, but the first major hurdle in conquering my fears has been cleared.

Fun With An Elf

14 Dec

My mom purchased The Elf on the Shelf for us four years ago. For the first several years, I dutifully moved the elf every night, and it was pretty fun.

But this year, I started seeing fun ideas online, and I have really stepped up the mischief that our elf pulls. Here are a few shots of the hilarity, including painting the bathroom mirror, and the kids noses, and then being found with a paintbrush, hanging underwear and diapers on the tree, fishing for Goldfish crackers in the toilet, and drawing funny faces on a family portrait. Our elf even brought them Christmas pjs to wear on our Polar Express train ride.

One Sunday, I overheard Little Miss begging Bethaniel to play hide and go seek with her.  I told her that perhaps if she went to count in her room while he hid, he would play, as he didn’t want her to see him move.  I kept that girl busy for well over an hour playing hide and seek with her elf.  It was hard to keep a straight face, but she was really good at finding all of the funny places I hid that doll.

Wondering what I can do that will top all of this…  I’ll be using sites like this for ideas.  Bwahahahahaha…..

Two Wheelin’

25 Oct

Two months ago, my husband took off my daughter’s training wheels and they made a few attempts at her trying to learn to ride on two wheels. It didn’t go well, and neither of them was interested in trying again for quite a while. I also assumed that with my bad knee, I wasn’t the best person to help her, as I couldn’t run along beside her very well.

Two weeks ago, I was hanging out with a friend who has a daughter the same age, and she let me in on a magical training technique.

“Put her on a steep driveway, have her put her feet out to the side, and tell her to wiggle her bottom to balance the bike.” Then, you just have her ride towards you and you catch her.

Well, this was something even a Gimpy Momma could do! I could catch her! We started on a Saturday, and by Sunday, she was riding on her own.

I also used some positive visualization techniques I learned at a seminar a few years ago. The speaker had said that your brain will do what you concentrate on, so concentrate on what you want to do, NOT what you don’t want to do.

I used this with my daughter, looking her in the eyes, and saying, “you can do this. You’re a biker.”

I’d then have her repeat to me what she was going to concentrate on, “pedal, pedal, pedal, then push back to brake and put my feet down.”

It worked! It worked so well! It was exhilerating being the one to teacher her. It was as exciting as her first steps! Being a parent is truly a wonderful experience. I came back to work that Monday thinking that teaching her to ride her bike felt just as much of an accomplishment as my graduate degree or getting a promotion at work.

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New Beginnings

6 Sep

Today, both of my kids started new things. Little Miss started kindergarten today, which was a momentous occasion in our house. I saw her off to the bus stop this morning, and it wasn’t until that bus drove away with my little girl that the tears filled my eyes.

I have always heard of mothers getting misty eyed when their child starts kindergarten, and I didn’t think much of it. It definitely hit me, and for a good hour, every time I thought about it, I would get tears in my eyes. It was so strange to put her on the bus and not escort her directly into her classroom. I can’t wait to go home and hear all about it later today.

Little Man also started with his new caretaker today. He threw a fit this morning, and demanded to go to his new caretaker’s house. Evidently I wasn’t getting ready fast enough for his liking. He practically ran to the new sitter’s house, and when I opened the door, he bolted for the living room with all the toys, not looking back at me once. I talked to the sitter for a few minutes, and when I went to leave, I called his name… He called back “bye” from the other room. So much for a sentimental goodbye!

People always say that kids grow up too fast, but you don’t fully understand it until you witness it for yourself.

Fathers Day

13 Jun

I totally thought yesterday was Fathers Day. Perhaps it was because preschool celebrated it last week, I got thrown off for a week. I let JB sleep in. When he woke up, he requested omlettes for breakfast, which I dutifully made.

Later in the morning, he went back to bed, and I kept sheparding the kids away from him, saying, “Daddy needs to rest, it’s his special day.”

I then took the kids to the farmer’s market, buying all of JB’s favorite things for dinner — beets, steak from local beef, gourmet mushrooms…

I posted this picture on Facebook to commemorate the day, one of a drawing Little Miss did of her father for Father’s Day. (I wondered why so many people talked about Mother’s Day on Facebook, but no one mentioned Father’s Day for some reason…)

When I came home from the farmer’s market, I started fixing him quesadillas for lunch. I called up my Dad while I was cooking to wish him a happy Fathers Day.

“A what?” He asked, sounding perplexed.

“Fathers Day.”

“Today isn’t Fathers Day,” he responded. I checked the calendar in our pantry, and low and behold, I was a whole week early!

Darnit. I don’t think JB knew I was wrong. If he did, he was soaking it up anyways… His parents are in town for the real Fathers Day, so looks like he gets two this year.

Gimpy Momma Goes to Tahoe

23 May

This weekend, I bit off a bit more than this Gimpy Momma can or should chew. I signed up to take the kidlets to an overnight camp with the preschool Little Miss attended last year. I know, a bit strange, but the venue is AMAZING. We went last year, and staying in a facility on the beach in South Lake Tahoe is divine, plus it is enclosed, has multiple play areas for the kids, and it is attended by a bunch of parents that watch out for eachother’s kids.

What I didn’t factor into the equation was me being pretty gimpy still, and trying to manage a toddler in this space. Trying to make sure he didn’t kill himself while stumbling around and trying not to tear my ACL graft was a bit nerve wracking.

What kept replaying in my mind was that my physical therapist had warned me my graft is weakest right now. He also said he had a patient tear his ACL graft in sand. So what was I doing? I lot of walking on sand with a lot of rocks, trying to carry 30 pounds of wriggling toddler, lecturing myself in my head that this was NOT a good idea.

And then there were the sleeping arrangements. The kids and I ended up getting placed in the same room as a family of 4. I had arranged to bunk up with this family, but we all thought we were getting separate rooms. Not so. The other family was a husband and wife with two kids, a girl of 5 and a boy of 2.

Have you ever tried to sleep 4 kids ages 5 and 2 in one room? No fun. Add to that the other two year old woke up almost every hour on the hour, in turn waking up the other 3 kids. None of us got much sleep.

Our wake-up call came at 5:30am, when we woke to the cries of “Daddy, monster under bed! Daddy, monster under bed!” I didn’t move, assuming it was the other 2 year old. But no, the other mom in the room said that child was sleeping in bed with his Dad, who confirmed it wasn’t him crying.

It was Little Man. My child of few words… That speaks mainly in grunts and pointing, and never says more than one word at a time. That child is the one who woke us all at an unGodly hour speaking a complete sentence!

And of course, the sun was coming up, so all four of the kids were up for good. I quickly got up and dressed my kids, shuttling them out the door and to the dining hall, where I knew I could keep them contained and fed until breakfast (a long 2 hours away). Plus, I knew there was coffee there.

Sounds miserable, right? Why on earth would I do this to myself?

Because even when you’re waking up at 5:30am, seeing this first thing in the morning is simply breath-taking.

Plus, the food there is amazing as well. All locally grown, organic, freshly prepared, I ate like a queen. And all of it was worth the misery (mostly) after I got to spend three peaceful hours on the beach with my kidlets on Sunday morning. The water was smooth as glass, Little Man generously stayed close to me making it his mission to throw all of the rocks on the beach into the water, and I got to sit back and enjoy this amazing lake. My kids are so lucky to be growing up close to Tahoe. I didn’t see this magnificent lake until I was 21.

We left camp after lunch (oh, what a lunch it was!). The kids promptly fell asleep in the car, and when I got home, I transferred them to their beds, where they slept another 3 hours. I caught up on sleep, and once everyone got the sand and dirt washed off of them, we were pretty well recovered from our miserable night of sleep.

Easter Pictures

28 Apr

Here are a few of my favorite Easter pictures. It sure is hard to get a good picture of both kids, considering the constant motion!

And now for a few random pictures… First, Little Man the rock star, with his mohawk, AC/DC inspired shirt, and pink princess sunglasses:

Next, Little Man put on his sister’s rain boots when he went to play in the backyard. Too cute!

Seriously?!

26 Feb

And there is more snow in the forecast…

This is my neighbor’s car. Glad I have a garage!

Our backyard. I love how buried the porch swing and tricycle are.

Today was a total cluster. I awoke to find that preschool was indeed open, so I got us all up and ready and headed out in the blizzard to get to work. I dropped off Little Miss, and right as I pulled up to work, I discovered I left my computer at home. So, I drove home. On the way home, three warning lights appeared on my dashboard. I look them up in the owner’s manual, and the message for each light is “see dealer immediately.”

So, I drove to my physical therapy appointment, and while on the exercise bike there, I booked an appointment at the dealer. Drove straight to the dealer after PT, and waited for THREE HOURS while they tried to figure out what was wrong with my car. Luckily, they had WiFi, so I managed to be really productive with work. The more I waited, the more expensive I imagined the problem to be. After those three hours, they said they couldn’t find why those lights went on, and they just reset my computer. AWESOME.

While wrapping things up at the dealer, I get a call from preschool, reporting Little Miss is having another one of her coughing fits and needs to go home. So, back to get her I went… Goodness, what a day. I should have been holed up at home in front of the fire, but I ended up driving all around Reno in a blizzard. I think it’s time for some wine tonight.

Who is that big guy?

20 Dec

Well, we had a lazy weekend, mostly thanks to the weather.  It was stormy all weekend, making even skiing out of reach, and resulting in a lot of time spent in our pjs in front of the fire.  The weather is still blustery today, and it made me rather grumpy to have to go out in it to go to work insteat of continuing our pj time.

I took the kids to a birthday party this weekend where Santa made an appearance.  Santa sat with all of the preschoolers attending the party first, and said we could get some family pics afterwards.  While we were waiting, Little Man started snacking on grapes.  The hostess approached me as Santa was about to leave, and Little Man had a mouthful of grapes, saying now was our time to get the photo.

So, now I have a series of photos where Little Man looks like he is a chipmunk, but I think the one turned out pretty well.  It’s so hard not to go get them and continue our snuggle time today!

And for fun, here is a picture that shows the chipmunk cheeks.

And then, I thought — wait!  I could use the Windows Live Essentials free tool called Photo Fuze to combine the above pictures with the best expressions of each kid.  Voila!

It Went Kerplop

7 Dec

Oh, goodness, I am becoming a BAD blogger.  BAD, BAD blogger. 

Life has been crazy.  I just started a new job last week — same company, totally different responsibilities.  Prior to that, I took 9 days, that’s right, NINE, to visit the homeland of Albuquerque.  It was so nice hanging out with family and friends for that period of time.  We did practically every kid activity in Albuquerque, including the zoo, aquarium, River of Lights, a merry-go-round, Explora, and the Bugg Light Display.

Little Man loves Christmas so far.  His trademark move right now is to point at something, open his mouth gawking, and do a surprised sounding shreak.  He especially does this when he sees Christmas lights, so I have been on a parade of light displays, simply to watch his reaction. 

We put the tree up this weekend (much to the prodding of Little Miss, who helped this year).  I refrained from putting the most breakable ornaments on the tree, as I have a feeling Little Man will be knocking it down sometime soon.  It is fun to watch him re-discover the tree every night.

Little Miss had her first ski lesson this past weekend, and since she didn’t cry and willingly participated, I’m calling it a success.  Lesson number two is this week, and ski camp starts for her in January.  Hopefully this will be a good jump start to her love of the sport!

Last night, Little Miss went to the bathroom…  She was in there for a while, and then JB found her in there with toilet paper all over the floor.  She comes out and announces to me, “you know why there was toilet paper all over the floor?  I was going poop, the poop went kerplop, and then I fell off the toilet.  And now my hand is wet because my hand fell in the toilet.”

I tell you, people, you can’t make this stuff up.  She’ll kill me in 10 years when she realizes I posted that on the Internet. 

Here is my skier, the Turtle (that’s what they call the beginners at Mt. Rose):

And here is a cute picture of Dad reading Little Miss a book.  It happened to be a baby book of her brother’s, but the moment is sweet just the same.

Remind Me: No Family Photos for Another 2 Years

21 Oct

Last night, we attempted to have a family portrait taken.  We went through all the effort of getting everyone in matching outfits, and showed up for our appointment just to find out that the appointment was 30 minutes later than I thought.

30 minutes right about dinner time is pretty much a deal breaker when you have a 1 year old.  We tried to put Little Man in my lap, but he got really mad when I tried to hold him there.  I also paid to get a picture of the 2 kids.  By that time, Little Man was so distracted by the lights and the photographer’s props that we didn’t get ANY pics of the two kids together.  So much for having an adorable pic of the two of them for Christmas cards! 

Anyway, here are a few pictures I took while we were waiting for our appointment, and one of the kids after we got home.  I think I might have gotten a better pic than the professional! 

And here is Little Man’s true personality:

Happy Belated Birthday, Little Man!

16 Aug

What a busy month we’ve had!  Little Man recently turned 1.  We were so blessed that my parents were in town, and we got to spend his birthday with them.  We went to the pool, got professional pictures taken, and ate my homemade chocolate cake.

This pic captures their relationship perfectly!

When we put the cake in front of him to blow out the candle, he promptly reached for the flame.  I must post the video soon.  We go from prompting him to blow to screeching “Noooooooooooooooooooooo!  Don’t grab it!”

It makes me kind of sad that the baby phase is over.  Knowing he’s our last child, I’ll miss all the newborn snuggling.  But he is getting so much fun.  He is a speed crawler, is on the verge of walking, and takes his sister’s abuse like a true trooper.  He loves going to the pool, and LOVES his toy monkey. 

He doesn’t like to cuddle.  He normally shrugs me away, prefering to wriggle himself to sleep in his crib.  But last week, before I put him to bed, I held him, and he cuddled.  After 6 months of not cuddling, I siezed this opportunity, and held him for at least 30 minutes.  He felt all the contours of my face, and a part of me wished I could just freeze in that moment forever.

Merry Christmas

23 Dec

Well, I’m about to slip into the holiday vortex, so while I still have time, I’ll post a few pictures and wish you all a Merry Christmas. This has been such a wonderful year, in which we were blessed with our baby boy, and our family is happy and healthy. You really can’t ask for more than that. We’ll have both sets of grandparents in town, as well as aunts, uncles and cousins, and it will be one big, crazy, chaotic and perfect Christmas.

A friend of mine lost her husband this year, and told me that she was envious of everyone as they were busy getting ready for the holidays with their families. So just remember, even if you’re stressed over everything you have to do, you’re truly blessed to have your loved ones around to enjoy all of your efforts.

It’s Beginning to Look a lot like Christmas

15 Dec

This morning, I caught Little Miss trying to smuggle Mary from our creche to school. I’m wondering if that is where the missing shepards are…

Little Miss is terribly excited about Christmas. We have our Elf on the Shelf (which I remember to move about 50% of the time), and she is constantly playing with her favorite ornament (Clara from the Nutcracker) and the figurines from the creche. It’s fun to see her really starting to understand the Christmas story this year.

I have also really been enjoying introducing her to Christmas traditions from my childhood. A few weeks ago, I took her to a kid’s version fo the Nutcracker (called the Peanutcracker), we’ve been watching the old school shows of Rudolph and Frosty, and we sing along to Christmas carols every time we’re in the car. I can’t put out any wrapped packages, though, because she has no restraint, and will open all packages in sight.

We have like two feet of snow at our house, which now means every morning I have to get her outfitted in her snow suit with mittens, hat and scarf for the outdoor playtime at school. I have had such trouble getting to work on time trying to deal with that on top of the other duties of getting her ready. Also, the playground is across a grass field, which is covered in snow. And I keep forgetting to bring my snow boots, so each morning, I look for some unsuspecting parent to escort her all the way to the play yard so that I can get going to work. Phew!

Little Man has been sleeping through the night about 50% of the time. Last night, I was so exhausted that when he cried at 2am, I told JB it was his turn to get the baby (even though I don’t really remember whose turn it really was). He just rolled over, and hence we let HJ cry for about 5 minutes and he went back to sleep. I’m thinking that will be our new protocol, as he surely should be sleeping through the night by now!

That’s about all I have to share today. I’ll leave you with a pic of the kids on Sunday when we were at my brother’s family condo at Kirkwood.

One Day, This Won’t Make Him Smile

25 Oct

Little Miss has started dressing up her brother. He’s smiling now, but I’m sure this will get old for him fast.

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Like My DVR

13 Oct

You know when you watch a recorded show on your DVR, if you push fast forward once, it jumps ahead a little, and each time you push that button it goes forward faster and faster? That is my analogy for life with kids… Having one kid is like pushing fast forward once. Go back to work, and it goes by faster. Have a second kid and life speeds up again. Then go back to work with two kids and everything will zoom by in a blur.

Things are good. Sorry I suck at blogging right now. Life is whizzing by me right now at an incredible pace.

I’m blogging one handed while feeding the babe. So, I’ll leave you with some pics.

October pics on Flickr

Bath Time Video

Talking — well kind of — Video

Falling In Love

23 Sep

Welcome to Fall. This time of year makes me reminisce on my courtship with JB. We met in August, but our romance flourished as the weather turned to Fall. The crisp weather and changing leaves evoke those feelings for me. We also got married in the Fall, so I think back to my anticipation of getting married as we ushered in the Fall.

Things are going well for us. We’re getting into a groove with the two kids. Little Miss has been enjoying preschool, and I’ve been enjoying living the life of a stay at home mom. I have her in preschool part time, so I am able to go get her after lunch time and let her nap at home, and spend some more quality time with her. I get to spend some quality one on one time with Little Man while she’s at school and napping. It works well, though the thought of returning to work looms in the back of my mind…

Little Miss has started lying recently. It’s so obvious it’s almost cute, but I’m trying to set the standards on lying early. The past two days, she told me she was going pee, and then I later found her standing in my sink getting into my make-up in my medicine cabinet. She recently told me, “when I grow up, I’m going to be a Mommy and I’m going to wear MAKE UP!” Glad to see she’s aiming high.

Meanwhile, here are some recent pics to tide everyone over!

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New Baby Pics

28 Aug

We had a photographer come to our house a few weeks ago to take pictures of our newly expanded family. Here are the best shots.

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Coming Up For Air

24 Aug

Well, I’ll come out of the baby vortex to compose a post here. Sorry I’ve been MIA for so long. What can I say? I’ve been busy with Little Man and having both sets of grandparents in town for the past 3 weeks! The safety net has now been removed, and we’re on our own with the two kiddos. So far, so good.

I have to send out a huge shout out of thanks to my parents and JB’s parents for all of the help and support over the past several weeks. You all made our lives much easier with all of the cooking, cleaning and childcare, as well as surrounding us in love.

I have to say that the second go-round has been much *dare I say* easier than it was with Little Miss. First of all, the recovery from my c-section this time was SO much better than last time. Yes, there were a few challenging days right after the surgery, but my recovery has been leaps and bounds better and faster this time. At my 2 week check up, I was cleared to do any exercise I wanted, as long as I started back slowly — including swimming! I got in my first post-baby swim in Lake Tahoe last Monday (many thanks to my in-laws for watching the kids while I indulged!), and have ventured into spinning and running this weekend. My first attempt at running after having my first child, I was only able to run 3 minutes without stopping. This time, I got in 2 miles straight, which absolutely thrilled me! My first fitness goal is to run the Race for the Cure 5K at the beginning of October, and today’s effort convinced me that goal is totally reachable!

Things are pretty good with Little Man. Unfortunately, he’s not gaining weight, and as of last week, had not returned to his birth weight. That meant that the doctor wanted me to start supplementing with formula after each attempt at nursing. Just as with Little Miss, when I started introducing a bottle after each feeding, Little Man has decided to forego breastfeeding. This is something that has truly broken my heart, but I’m trudging ahead with my pump (referred to in my head as That Damn Pump) just as last time. (For those of you that didn’t know me back then, I pumped exclusively last time for 6 long, tedious months. I pumped until the day my nipples tore and looked like they were about to fall off. I hate that pump.)

The doctor and I suspect that Little Man has a case of reflux, as he is spitting up like crazy. After eating, he writhes in pain, and then spits up what appears to be most of the feeding. I’m hoping to get him in tomorrow so that we can pursue a diagnosis, as I fear the spitting up has a big part in why he’s not gaining weight.

Of course, everyone that sees my baby says, “he’s so tiny”. Which, considering the challenges we’re having with getting him to gain weight, is a comment that truly grates on my nerves.

Now that I should have some more free time with our house guests gone, I promise to soon compose the Birth Story, and my entire diatribe on breastfeeding (I have composed many of those posts in my head, from “Breastfeeding: A Sore Subject” to “Breastfeeding Sucks!”).

And until then, I leave you with some precious baby goodness.

Here is Little Man during his first bath. He didn’t like it at all!
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What can I say?! I still have an obsession with ducks!
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Baby Pics

4 Aug

Posting some pics before heading off to my afternoon nap!

Hunter Jonathan on Flickr

He’s Here!

2 Aug

Introducing Hunter Jonathan Bellin. He was born at 12:38pm on Tuesday, July 28. He weighed in at 7 pounds 13 ounces and was 20 inches long. We’re home now, and doing well. I’ll post more when my brain has adjusted more to sleep deprivation combined with some potent pain pills!

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T Minus 1 Day: YIKES!

27 Jul

It is Monday morning at 9am, and I’m sitting in my pjs liesurely getting ready to pick up Mom from the airport. It’s so nice to not be at work!

My last day at work was wonderful. I worked like a dog from 7am to noon finishing everything up, then our entire staff went on a catamaran ride on Lake Tahoe. It was a wonderful way to start my leave. The day couldn’t have been more perfect, we had a blast, and I even got in a quick dip at the Hyatt Beach.

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Saturday, I nested. It was serious. I did 6 loads of laundry, sterilized stuff for the baby, cleaned the windows in our house, and worked myself ragged until I took a long nap. I didn’t go outside until 7pm.

Sunday, I lived it up one last day. To the pool with friends in the morning, back for a nap, to the pool with family, then up to Sand Harbor for JB’s early birthday celebration of a picnic, one final dip in the Lake for me, and a Lake Tahoe Shakespeare Festival show. It was a lovely evening.

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Today, I pick up Mom, we’re going to lunch, and then doing a spa day. Can’t wait!

Surgery is scheduled for noon tomorrow. Will post updated here ASAP, but I’m giving you fair warning… JB isn’t one to update this blog (I tried to get him to last time I gave birth), so it may be a few days!

Updated photo streams on Flicker today!

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T Minus 29 Days: The Belly As Canvas

29 Jun

Holy smokes, less than 30 days! I spent a wonderful weekend with the in-laws, where I got to relax a bit, but also got some help with baby preparations from my mother-in-law.

Anyway, last Thursday, I bought Little Miss some face paints, as she has been doing face painting at her day care, and LOVES it. We get home, and she was excited to paint her Momma. She started with my arm, moved to my leg, did a bit on my face, and then I could see the gears turrning in her head, as she asked, “Can I paint The Belly?”

You should have seen her light up when I said, “yes”. I lifted my shirt, and she was thrilled with the large canvas that awaited. I had to save the masterpiece to show her Dad when he got home. Anyway, here is a pic. I think she had the most fun poking the brush into my belly button!

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