What are you deathly afraid of?Side note: the vacuum was still on
Monday, March 8, 2010
ONE month old
A little someone turned a month old exactly one week ago...I'm just a tad bit behind...a week to be exact. Today she is five weeks old.
Here she is at one month.
She isn't anywhere close to having a schedule which creates balance in our family. I am finding it very difficult to even attempt to get her on one. I'm either feeding baby, feeding AK or thinking about what I'm going to feed her next, playing with AK or trying to catch some shut eye. That's it. That's my day. WHY am I not able to manage our time better?! By the time AK was 8 weeks old she was sleeping through the night. I don't see that happening this time around. I really need to start keeping Izzy Grace awake after her feedings for a little while but it relaxes her so much that she just wants to sleep and I just want to let her.
My favorite thing the littlest miss is doing these days is making cute little baby sounds. I love those little coos. They are sooo precious. I could listen to her make noises alll daaaay loooong. Wait, I kind of do. Except sometimes they aren't pleasant noises. I could do without those.
Anyways, that's about all that's going on with her. Eat, sleep, poop, grunt, poop some more, sleep, eat...all in a days work.
Here she is at one month.
She isn't anywhere close to having a schedule which creates balance in our family. I am finding it very difficult to even attempt to get her on one. I'm either feeding baby, feeding AK or thinking about what I'm going to feed her next, playing with AK or trying to catch some shut eye. That's it. That's my day. WHY am I not able to manage our time better?! By the time AK was 8 weeks old she was sleeping through the night. I don't see that happening this time around. I really need to start keeping Izzy Grace awake after her feedings for a little while but it relaxes her so much that she just wants to sleep and I just want to let her.
My favorite thing the littlest miss is doing these days is making cute little baby sounds. I love those little coos. They are sooo precious. I could listen to her make noises alll daaaay loooong. Wait, I kind of do. Except sometimes they aren't pleasant noises. I could do without those.
Anyways, that's about all that's going on with her. Eat, sleep, poop, grunt, poop some more, sleep, eat...all in a days work.
Izzy's first trip
Isabelle went on her first little road trip last-last weekend, on February 28th, to San Antonio to meet my aunt and her family. Even though I was beyond exhausted I am so glad we went. It was nice to just sit around with family and do nothing but hold a baby. AK had her cousin CJ to play with and she really loved that. They played and played.
It was my cousin's birthday (we're six days apart) and they went all out for dinner. Chicken fried steak, potatoes, green beans, corn on the cob and CAKE. They were even making what my cousin refers to as "sangritas"-sangria margaritas. Haha! Of course, I didn't partake in the sangrita fun. We left right after dinner.
Isabelle did really well on the trip-slept the whole way
here is my Aunt Sissy (real name Jodi) and one of her daughter's Lori-Lori is pregnant with her first and enjoyed getting some baby practice :-)
AK enjoyed some Wow Wow Wubbzy and sugar free kool-aid-hence the very red mouth
And here is what I did a majority of the time...besides the occasional trip to the kitchen for a snack...and besides nursing a baby. That spot was so comfy.
It was my cousin's birthday (we're six days apart) and they went all out for dinner. Chicken fried steak, potatoes, green beans, corn on the cob and CAKE. They were even making what my cousin refers to as "sangritas"-sangria margaritas. Haha! Of course, I didn't partake in the sangrita fun. We left right after dinner.
Isabelle did really well on the trip-slept the whole way
here is my Aunt Sissy (real name Jodi) and one of her daughter's Lori-Lori is pregnant with her first and enjoyed getting some baby practice :-)
AK enjoyed some Wow Wow Wubbzy and sugar free kool-aid-hence the very red mouth
And here is what I did a majority of the time...besides the occasional trip to the kitchen for a snack...and besides nursing a baby. That spot was so comfy.So that's that. Isabelle's first trip out of town. I think she liked all the attention.
P.S. I'm feeling MUCH better today after some decent sleep lastnight. AMEN!
P.S. I'm feeling MUCH better today after some decent sleep lastnight. AMEN!
Sunday, March 7, 2010
the 5% is talking...
I've been trying to figure out for the past couple of days what I want to blog about but the only obvious thing I can come up with is how my life has drastically changed.
95% of the time I am a perfectly happy wife and mommy of two. Obviously I choose to be happy that 95% of the time even though there are things I can be very unhappy about. The 5% of flat out unhappiness has made it's way into my life the past two or three days. It could be because I'm sleep deprived and my patience bank has about dried out OR because that's just how things are-sleep deprived or not.
My toddler has mastered this whiny tone that cuts to the bone. I'm not kidding when I say I get this intense urge to pop her in the mouth (although I haven't-don't go calling the authorities). It's so nerve wrecking and annoying and flat out BEYOND frustrating. I guess she picked this up when little sister came home and gets her cries responded to right away. She thinks it should be this way for her as well. Another thing she has been doing is throwing fits when I pick a movie for her to watch because she's not using her words to tell me herself what she wants to watch. It drives me nuts. Seriously, I think my brain cells are dying off from lack of good quality sleep.
And Isabelle, she is such a great baby BUT she's not really happy with anyone holding her but momma. She gets ticked when she has the hiccups which happens after almost every feeding. She has tummy problems that I'm trying to figure out by changing around some things in my diet. I've gone from regular 2% cows milk to Lactaid-lactose free milk. I just started that a couple of days ago so we'll see how that helps. She's been staying up from like 9pm to 1am, sometimes close to 2. This does not fly so well when I have to get up in the morning and tend to a two year old who really wants and needs my attention, hence all the sleep deprivation talk.
I'm good for no one right now...well...except for acting as a dairy cow. I'm in serious need of a vacation. A vacation from scheduling, planning, playing, thinking. laundry. dishes. breakfast. lunch. dinner. snacks.
But THEN, my tough two year old says, "thank you momma" after I give her something she asks for. She says, "bless you momma" and "bless you baby" after she hears one of us sneeze. She says, "baby trrryy" when she hears the baby crying. She tells the baby not to "try" when she, herself, is scared or doesn't like something-like the toilet flushing in public bathrooms (because they're so loud). She says, "hold jew momma" when she wants to be held. She says, "momma sit" when she wants me to hang out with her in her room. I hear her tell "Charlie dog" and "titty" (the letter t sound for the c and k sound remember!! LOL!) goodnight after we put her to bed and leave the room. And THOSE are the things that keep me sane and thrilled about being home with my kids. SOOOO, even though I'm just about ready to pull every strand of hair out of my head I'll hear that sweet little pitched voice and involuntarily a smile will come to my face and I'll involuntarily become happy again :-) forgetting all that I was frustrated about just seconds before.
So hears to sleep. Do I have any amens?!
95% of the time I am a perfectly happy wife and mommy of two. Obviously I choose to be happy that 95% of the time even though there are things I can be very unhappy about. The 5% of flat out unhappiness has made it's way into my life the past two or three days. It could be because I'm sleep deprived and my patience bank has about dried out OR because that's just how things are-sleep deprived or not.
My toddler has mastered this whiny tone that cuts to the bone. I'm not kidding when I say I get this intense urge to pop her in the mouth (although I haven't-don't go calling the authorities). It's so nerve wrecking and annoying and flat out BEYOND frustrating. I guess she picked this up when little sister came home and gets her cries responded to right away. She thinks it should be this way for her as well. Another thing she has been doing is throwing fits when I pick a movie for her to watch because she's not using her words to tell me herself what she wants to watch. It drives me nuts. Seriously, I think my brain cells are dying off from lack of good quality sleep.
And Isabelle, she is such a great baby BUT she's not really happy with anyone holding her but momma. She gets ticked when she has the hiccups which happens after almost every feeding. She has tummy problems that I'm trying to figure out by changing around some things in my diet. I've gone from regular 2% cows milk to Lactaid-lactose free milk. I just started that a couple of days ago so we'll see how that helps. She's been staying up from like 9pm to 1am, sometimes close to 2. This does not fly so well when I have to get up in the morning and tend to a two year old who really wants and needs my attention, hence all the sleep deprivation talk.
I'm good for no one right now...well...except for acting as a dairy cow. I'm in serious need of a vacation. A vacation from scheduling, planning, playing, thinking. laundry. dishes. breakfast. lunch. dinner. snacks.
But THEN, my tough two year old says, "thank you momma" after I give her something she asks for. She says, "bless you momma" and "bless you baby" after she hears one of us sneeze. She says, "baby trrryy" when she hears the baby crying. She tells the baby not to "try" when she, herself, is scared or doesn't like something-like the toilet flushing in public bathrooms (because they're so loud). She says, "hold jew momma" when she wants to be held. She says, "momma sit" when she wants me to hang out with her in her room. I hear her tell "Charlie dog" and "titty" (the letter t sound for the c and k sound remember!! LOL!) goodnight after we put her to bed and leave the room. And THOSE are the things that keep me sane and thrilled about being home with my kids. SOOOO, even though I'm just about ready to pull every strand of hair out of my head I'll hear that sweet little pitched voice and involuntarily a smile will come to my face and I'll involuntarily become happy again :-) forgetting all that I was frustrated about just seconds before.
So hears to sleep. Do I have any amens?!
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
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