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Once again

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Aug 162010

I have a post in the works, but unfortunately I can’t seem to get it done.

Doodle still has that coughing, congested, snot-factory thing going on and decided that 10pm would be a suitable bedtime. (What. The. Hell. Kid.)

And Smushy started getting a fever today. Then she decided to puke on my brand new rug. Awesome. And then (Then!) she woke up at 10:45pm ready to party. Her exact words? ”My tummy’s all better! I wanna go!” No. Just no. I thought I had her convinced that it’s still nighttime and she needs to go back to sleep, but 10 minutes later she’s calling me back into the room. And then 10 minutes after that. Asking for water, but not the pink sippy right next to her, the purple one downstairs that she hates that leaks, but not with the sippy top on it, just drinking out of it like a cup and of course she has to sit up for that. And she’s still awake. I expect to hear from her any minute. GAH!

Then, I came downstairs to find my tivo had crashed. I restarted it twice, so I’m hoping that fixes whatever the problem was. It was probably just tired of dealing with sick kids and needed a break.

Of course I’m giving extra cuddles and being saintly understanding and patient and sweet about it. It’s just very wearing after all the other illness and crap going on. I just want Mr. Silly to be here so I don’t have to do it alone. Guess I’ll settle for a glass of wine.

5 months

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Aug 112010

Smushy got monthly updates for a long time. I don’t know how long, but it was at least a year. So far Doodle has none of that. Second child syndrome, I suppose. But also the move, deployed Mr. Silly, and the fact that there are 2 of them and only one of me. So in an effort to be fair-ish and equal-esqe, Doodle gets his monthly deals.

5 months old

At his last appointment he was 16.06 lbs and 24″ long. He’s a monster. It’s so different having a chunky boy. Smushy was always so teeny. I just put on a 6-12 month onesie that probably won’t fit him in a month. He’s just so sturdy!

6-12 month onesie

I’d always heard that boy love their mamas, but I never realized how true that was. It is amazing how he looks at me. He only has eyes for mommy and I love it. Of course Smushy loves me too, but it is so different with Doodle. He is so happy all the time. Full of smiles and giggles. So different from his sister. She was very serious and just really liked to sit back and take it all in, but Doodle soaks up the people and conversation. He wants to be right in it.

Wittle foot

He rolls both ways and has for a while. Let me rephrase that. He can roll both ways, but rarely does. He’s either content to stay the way I put him or cries and screams to be picked up. He likes to be held a lot. I just got a new baby carrier so I can wear him easily on my back to get things done. He sits pretty well, but not completely unassisted yet. He’s starting to like his bumbo. He’s actually tolerating most of his entertainers. At least for a little while as long as he’s fed.

I know he doesn’t look excited, but he really is

No teeth yet. Gallons of drool and he loves chewing on fingers and fists. But no teeth. I’m good with that. Not like he needs teeth to drink bottles anyway.

Mmmm

If he’s fussy, all I have to do is sing his favorite songs (Itsy Bitsy Spider, and this frog song where you stick your tongue out) and he’s all smiles again.

Happy

He still doesn’t sleep all the way through the night, but it isn’t too terrible. He’s still in our room and I was just recently informed that he is over the weight limit for his bassinet. Good thing I have a friend keeping track since I didn’t even think about it. Until I figure out what the heck to do about it, we’re being rebels and leaving him in the bassinet.

FTR, that is a pink swaddle.

All in all, I’m digging this little guy.

Soaking up the sun

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Aug 062010

It has been lovely here lately. Gorgeous. Beautiful. Sunny, but not too hot. Perfect.

We’ve been taking full advantage of it and spending tons of time outside. Of course it’s supposed to rain this weekend, but for now, we’re enjoying the sunshine.

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In potty-training news, today has been perfect. Day 5 and she woke up this morning dry, woke up from nap dry, and no accidents. Going very well so far. In fact, her teacher asked that I send her to school in underwear tomorrow instead of a pull-up. Now if she would just stop bringing me the poop-filled potty all the time, everything would be extra awesome.

No sleep and lots of run-on sentences

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Aug 012010

Doodle has been doing this new not sleeping at night thing for the last week or so. I think he’s sick. I’m basing this on the coughing and congestion he’s sporting. If it were just once or twice a night, I’d deal. But we’re talking 5-6 times. And I still have to get up at 6:30 because Smushy starts screaming “EAT!!!” right at my head. The house is suffering and my patience died long ago. This is one of those times I really super extra miss having Mr. Silly here. I can handle it all on my own for the most part, but a week of this crap is just too much.

Except last night Doodle only woke up once. Which would have been FREAKING AWESOME if not for the phone ringing at 5am. Mr. Silly is in Panama or at least was at the time and I’m not sure about now, but apparently his math sucks and he called early. Of course he told me to go back to sleep, but I haven’t laid eyes on him since May and I miss him soooo much and he just got a new laptop with Skype, so I hauled ass downstairs to see him. Not the best experience given I looked like 5am and it was all distorted. But I did show him a sleeping Smushy and a sleeping Doodle. And we might possibly get to see him again later? Maybe? Not sure exactly since it’s the Navy and who knows.

Pictures!

Dual tummy time

My current favorite picture

Look! Kids!

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Jul 302010

I think we’re better. I’m not sure because every time I call it, someone throws up again. So until I have more to talk about than puke, I’m posting a big picture dump. It’s been a while anyway.

Bangs have since been trimmed

Humongous.

Mmmm. Fingers.

Passed out in the playroom.

I have to

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Jul 252010

There is no way I can go without sharing this pic.

Not even a little biased when I say LOOK AT HIM! He is freaking adorable! Holy crap I made a cute boy.

Going back to my roots

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Jul 242010

So I was looking for Smushy’s weight at 4 months to compare to Doodles since we just had his appointment. I’m sure I have it written in a book somewhere, but I was sitting here and figured it’d be easier to just look it up on my old blog. It’s set to private now and I had to figure out what my old log-in info was just to view it. I read a few from the beginning and it highlighted how completely different I am now. I used to be honest*. Or at least I was in one entry. And I actually blogged about the day to day with Smushy. I’m sure it was boring to 99% of those who happened upon it. But it was mine. And really enjoyed re-reading it. I liked being reminded of the new mother jitters and worries and joys that I probably overlook not being a first time mom these days. I wrote huge posts every month for Smushy. While Doodle gets nothing. Or at least very little.

*This is not to say I am now dishonest. I just mean I wasn’t afraid to voice my opinion while now I avoid conflict because I’m always too worried about offending someone. Pathetic.

So I decided to go back to the way it was. Turn this into a journal for my kids and for myself. Let’s be honest, it’s not like I’m doing anything else with it. I’m excited about this. And I know most people will think it’s stupid. But this is for me.

July 14th

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Jul 142010

Three years ago on July 14th I was as big as a house, impatiently waiting for Smushy to make her appearance and change my life forever.

One year ago on July 14th I saw this

and knew my life was about the change all over again.

Today is my best friend’s due date. Her daughter will be 4 months younger than Doodle. Smushy is 3 weeks younger than her son.

July 14th is a good day.

Back to writing

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Jul 072010

Did you know when you own the domain and have a host for your blog, you have to pay, even if you’re not blogging. Yeah. I should probably start blogging again to make it worth it.

Let’s see, where to start?

We’re doing ok. Better than I expected, really. Smushy loves school. She doesn’t cry when I drop her off. She naps (sometimes). She eats lunch (Ok, once.) She asks to go to school on non-school days. She’s excited when I pick her up and tells me about her day. I am thrilled. I enrolled Doodle for drop-in care and he goes for a few hours once a week. It’s my only break, so I treasure it. I like having the time to get shopping done or clean the house or watch a movie without kids. It’s nice. I don’t know that he’ll keep going once Mr. Silly gets home, but for now it’s good.

Mr Silly is busy. Working a lot and not much free time. He’s called a few times. To be honest, we’re both pretty distant right now. I update about the kids and send the occasional picture. He talks about work as much as he’s able to say. But for the most part, we’ve been disconnected. I think it’s normal. We’re both busy and aren’t able to share the day to day. I miss him like crazy, of course. It will be better once he’s home.

Smushy’s 3rd birthday is right around the corner. My family is driving up to celebrate, so I’ve been trying to clean the house. Technically, I’m still working on unpacking the upstairs. The problem is that I’m only up there to sleep. Out of sight, out of mind and all that. Unfortunately, everyone is staying with us, so I absolutely have to have everything done. Su-uck. Slow and steady.

Doodle is amazing. He is the happiest baby. So smiley and giggly and I totally dig him. He is so sweet and fun. I had a really hard time in the beginning. I never really went into it on here, but it was Bad. Very bad. I’m too ashamed to go into it now. But now? Things are so good. I’m more patient. I’m calmer. He’s easier in general. I think he was sensitive to something in my breastmilk and showed that sensitivity by freaking the hell out constantly. So I stopped. Months ago, in fact. I still don’t know how I feel about it. On one hand, it so isn’t how I wanted it to be. I wanted to do it for as long as possible. On the other hand, as soon as I stopped, we were so much happier. All of us. The difference was amazing. And with Mr. Silly leaving and the PPD, I just know it was the right decision for us. But I’m sad. And I feel guilty sometimes. But it’s ok. We’re ok.

Pictures!

Look at that little grin