Tuesday, November 28, 2006

A Couple of Firsts

I got my first true smile from Holden today. I tickled his lips with my thumb and he looked right into my eyes and his lips curled up into a smile. It was truly delightful. We both ended up grinning at each other with silly smiles. I managed to get another couple of grins out him doing the same thing. It's wonderful to see the interaction from him at last. I mean, there's only so much eat, sleep, poop, and cry you can handle without some sort of reward. And that smile, that tiny little smile, was all the reward I needed.


And now, for some shots from one of his first tub-baths....


Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Giving Thanks




Tuesday, November 21, 2006

8:46 PM

8:46 PM. That's what time I went to bed last night. My first day solo with both boys . It was a decent day, but I was exhausted. Jackson decided that it was a good day to boycott a nap, so it did make the day feel longer. I fell asleep while Shawn was putting Holden to bed. I don't even remember him doing so. Of course I was up again at 12:45 (4 hours- way to go baby!), 3:36, and 6:21...it almost felt like a full night's sleep! ALMOST! But we all survived the day, and even day number 2, today. Thankfully Jackson played very hard with his buddy Charlotte this morning so he napped hard as well. And having Charlotte's mama, Carissa, over was a nice sanity check for me, too. Overall, I guess I'm going to do ok with this mom-of-2-kids thing. I'm sure there will bumpy days ahead of us, but making it through the last 48 hours feels like a major accomplishment in itself. Granted I had 5 bites of Mac-n-Cheese and a handful of potato chips for lunch, but I guess figuring out meal times for myself will come in time, too, right?!

Friday, November 17, 2006

Moments of Lucidity

There are moments in my day - as a new mother of two - where everything is very clear and lucid. I feel calm, rested, in control. My boys are both happy and content and the world seems to smile. I even allow a little smugness to sneak in thinking "hey, this isn't so bad! I can manage this just fine!!" Then Holden starts to cry. And Jackson wants my attention - now! I need to feed the baby and the toddler at the same exact time, no easy task mind you. And of course during all this my mom is still here to help, so I'm not even completely on my own yet. But I'm also a bit of an independent soul so I keep pushing mom back a little to see if I can actually do this on my own. Sometimes I can. Sometimes I pass one of the boys off to her in a moment of "weakness." Well, weakness, I'm not sure, but maybe just a little.

We did manage our first official trip to the grocery store to do our Thanksgiving shopping. We are hosting Shawn's family this year. A slightly rough start -- Jackson couldn't decide which car-cart he wanted to ride in -- but I quickly discovered the seatbelt in the blue police car-cart, and we were off. Both boys were amazing. Jackson seemed to recite The Little Einstein's the entire time, snacking on a granola bar and a sugar cookie. Holden slept, happy in his carseat for once. I kept silently thanking God for their good behavior, waiting for the ceiling to fall in on me. But it all went smoothly. We made it back home all in one piece, turkey ready to thaw and my sanity in check! Whew.

But of course Monday is my true test. Mom leaves Sunday and I'll be all alone for the first time with both boys. Hopefully I'll continue having at least moments of lucidity to keep me calm. And Thursday (Thanksgiving) is only a few days later. Daddy will be home for a few days. And for that I'll be truly thankful!

Friday, November 10, 2006

Dangling Chads

When Holden was born, something happened to his nose. We're not sure what exactly, but by the time we left the hospital we realized it had been burned or badly scratched during delivery. Over the 3 days we spent in the hospital it became a big, rather ugly scab. Poor baby! Oh, he also had a 1/2 inch scalpel wound to his head, too! I guess it was such a fast delivery that the poor guy got a little roughed up during surgery. Not that we cared, we were just glad he arrived safe and sound. But his poor little nose made him look a bit like a scarecrow. Well over time the unsightly scab started to fall off. My mom dubbed each little falling off piece of scab a "dangling chad," perhaps in honor of last week's election! Every day another dangling chad would fall off and his adorable, sweet nose eventually began to shine through. Yesterday the final dangling chad fell off my darling little boy's nose. He's now absolutely 100% perfect. He has a precious little button nose to go along with his tiny little ears, his bow shaped mouth, and his big almond eyes. I know, it's a little vain to want such perfection in your child, but now that the last dangling chad has fallen off, I can truly say he is absolute perfection. Ah heck, what am I saying?! He was perfection even before the dangling chads fell off! We are madly in love, dangling chad or not.

Before

After...dangling chad is gone



Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Week One & Halloween Good Times!

Holden is a week old today. I know it's just 7 short days, but time has flown! At his doctor's appointment on Monday (day 5 of life!) he was up 2 oz. from his birth weight, topping the scales at 6lbs 14oz! Way to go little man. He is such an affable baby. Or maybe we are just more confident as parents. He eats like a fiend, every 2-3 hours. But at night he occasionally goes 4 hours!! We are so excited by this. He has been up 2-3 times a night, eats, and goes back to sleep. I feel like I need to "knock wood" every time I say what a good sleeper he is because I'm afraid I'll eat those words in a few more weeks or months. But he's just so darn sweet. He rarely cries. In fact, last night after we put Jackson to bed Holden was ready to eat and I guess I was taking too long to get ready for a feeding session. He cried out and I said "I'm coming little man, hang on!" Jackson yells from his room "Mommy! Are you ok??!" It was so sweet. Speaking of Jackson - oh my, he is just an angel. Again, I may eat those words in a few more weeks or months (especially after Shawn goes back to work next week), but he loves his brother. I've not seen a sign of jealousy yet. In fact, he's extra sweet. He pushes a few buttons, but nothing out of the ordinary for a 2 year old. He loves on Holden. And Shawn and I can't quit gushing about what a sweet boy he is. I say it all the time, but man oh man, we are so blessed!

Last night was Halloween. Jackson went as Bob the Builder. In my opinion, he is the cutest Bob ever. He was resistant at first, but once he understood he got treats he was raring to go. He and Shawn hit the 'hood with gusto while Holden and I stayed behind to give out treats to the neighborhood kids. Jackson loved trick-or-treating. He had a ball! We had SO many kids stop by the house - we almost ran out of candy! I love this neighborhood. It is so idyllic and sweet, and I love the family-friendly atmosphere. Jackson's favorite "treat" was a huge white eyeball gumball. He didn't know it was gum (he has no idea what gum is). He just liked throwing it around the house like a ball. It's sticky and gross now, but he loves it. We had a great Halloween. I love my family. Again, I am beyond blessed.