November 3, 2014
by gwendolyn
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Happy Halloween!

This Halloween was the first time L.L. was able to enjoy it. Lucky for us, she doesn’t know what candy is. What she did learn was how to Trick-or-treat, and boy did we have fun!

At first she wasn’t sure of walking up to strangers doors in the dark, but she quickly got used to it. I think a lot of that was trying to keep up with her new buddy, Calla. She would run and yell, “Wait, Calla, wait!” Over and over again. One time she even refused to move because the last time she saw Calla the girl was walking in the other direction. She didn’t move until she saw her down the block. It was very cute. I had to hold her bag as we walked from house to house. The twinkle star wand launched many rounds of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. And she had to wear the wings on upside down because they were top heavy otherwise. It was cuteness overload, all around!

We stayed out later than expected, but had such a good time that we didn’t care. Plus, even though we thought we would completely pay for it with overtired kids, somehow they both went down fairly easily. Momma and Daddy sure were tired the next day, though. Good thing we split L.L.’s candy between the two of us. ‘Cause a little sugar rush can help you through the slumps!

Hope you had a wonderful Halloween!

Our little fairy! With a twinkle star wand.

Our little fairy! With a twinkle star wand.

She just learned who Tinker Bell was, so that's what she called herself.

She just learned who Tinker Bell was, so that’s what she called herself.

Baby Wearing Daddy + A Putting Green Daddy

Baby Wearing Daddy + A Putting Green Daddy

Tired little owl with her Momma.

Tired little owl with her Momma, the Golfer.

Ummmm Daddy, it's past my bedtime.

Ummmm Daddy, it’s past my bedtime.

Daddy wearer #2

Daddy wearer #2 with his little black cat.

The group!

The group!

Walking Home

Walking Home

I thought this was clever, and funny.

I thought this was clever, and funny.

Holy Pumkins!

Holy Pumkins!

Having fun decorating pumpkins!

Having fun decorating pumpkins!

Our Decorated Pumpkins

Our Decorated Pumpkins

 

October 31, 2014
by gwendolyn
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Look Who’s 4 Months Old!

DSC_0942We have officially made it out of the weeds! Cecito has turned into such a great baby. We might be in the midst of the four month sleep regression that lasts until they are 18 months, but it’s worth it. He makes me feel such love, generosity, grace and humor. There are still days that I want to pull my hair out, but if I’m being honest, it’s because I have two to tend with.

Two children under three is no walk in the park. I hear it’s worth it and while I believe that it’s still crazy-making. < Mellie, see how I just stole that from you?

Cecito has slept through the night two times in his little life. Yay! Normally, tho, I’m up 2 times a night to feed him. This past month he’s gone back to sleep quickly, most of the time, so that’s a plus. We still swaddle him and boy does he need it. (The startle reflex is strong in this one.) There are still times he fights sleep despite being really tired. Poor guy. So I wouldn’t call him a good sleeper just yet.

He’s officially a smiley baby and that is the most fun part! I love it when I notice he’s trying to get my attention and his face lights up. Talk about melting your heart. There’s a reason babies are made so cute and that reason is sleep deprivation. You love them to pieces, no matter what. Even when your beautiful boy decides he’s going to poop with almost every single diaper he makes. I didn’t know this was a thing, but I guess it is…lucky us! There have even been nights I’ve sat there for 15 minutes waiting to make sure he’s done. (It’s really true that when you turn into a parent all you do is talk about sleep and poop.)

So, he’s also turning over BOTH ways! He can play in the jumper. He can pull your hair out, just ask his big sister how much she likes that. And I swear he’s teething! The kid can drool out of an outfit in minutes. When we go out I take several back up bibs and blankets. Thank goodness my mother-in-law got me a beautiful and HUGE new diaper bag to hold all this stuff!

Here are the stats:
Weight: 14 lbs 1/4 oz (21%)
Length: 24.5 inches (21%)
Head Circumference: 42.5 cm (76%)

Ladies and gentlemen, we have another one who needs to grow into their head. Which, in my book, means he’s just got a lotta smarts up there! His eye is also looking better. It’s not completely healed, since it’s still red or pink on the inside corner, but no swelling. So, he’s good. He’s our little trooper. I’m sure he will grow up to be a strong one. Especially after learning that he’s almost too strong for me to fight him…to put clothes on him, diaper change or getting into the car seat…if he doesn’t want to do it. How do we produce such head strong kiddos!?

Now onto the fun stuff! Pictures, enjoy. Here is a link to L.L.’s four month post. You will notice that I used a spoon for her’s so that’s what I did for this one, too!

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October 30, 2014
by gwendolyn
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My Second Half Birthday

On October 5th our L.L. sailed through her half birthday. While no celebration occurred I thought I could, at least, take some pictures and compose a post about her. After the first year I’ve decided two milestone posts a year is enough to keep you all up to date.

She changes so much with each passing day. Her words get clearer and clearer, or just plain change to something I don’t recognize. While we have some that haven’t changed at all, like “pahder” for pacifier. She, also, uses Momma (and every form of it) interchangeably with Daddy. Most times she will say both of them a few times before settling on the correct name for each of us. The cutest one she’s currently using is Mom-mom instead of Momma. Seems she wants to change it but gets confused. I can’t blame her, between Momma, Mom and Mommy, everyone calls me something different.

Here is a list of the really cute ones, we could think of:

Pahfee for coffee
I la (love) lu (sometimes it actually comes out as you)
Popcakes for pancakes
P-pad is iPad
ipad is veggie and fruit pouch (which we just figured out is supposed to applesauce  – what the?!?!?) 
Mingo for Domingo (sometimes it’s Meemo, like the fish movie)
Blankiette for blanket

Some other things that she has just outgrown are her animal noises. She can now tell you what they are called, instead of always doing what sound they make as an identifier. It really was THE CUTEST! My favorites were the following:

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (while tilting her head left and right) = Bah bah bah (what a sheep says)
Hoink-hoink (say it really fast, in a kid voice and it’s amazing) = Oink oink (what a pig says)

Then, lastly, in the world of audio we have names for other people. Our neighbor Karen is Kan-nan. The other neighbor is Theresa, whom finally heard her name today from L.L. as Tee-sa. She says McKenna just like that, but I think that has more to do with the Care Bears character. Then you have all of her friend’s names…

Ella = Lala
Dane = Dean
Lincoln = linkie-uhn
Virginia = Vinia
Connor is actually Connor

To wrap it all up are a few instances of her ever-entertaining character:

Her newest addition of ‘cold’ is first. She does a little shudder with her teeth clenched with a gasp and says ‘could’. Repeat all that a few times along with tiny shakes of her tiny fists to show just how cold she really is (uh, not really) and it’s adorable. She does this all the time, I believe her when she’s getting out of the bath or shower, not so much on our way out of  preschool and the sun is still out. Alas, I always have ‘blankiette’ waiting for her.

Second, we have her thumbs up with “Good to go!” Go is the main word here, emphasize that one like you were throwing it up in the air.

Third was her surprising use of “cool.” Miss K, at preschool must use that one a lot ’cause she suddenly thought a shirt I picked out for her was cool. At first she wanted nothing to do with getting dressed, then saw the shirt (some reddish-pink with white and purple flowers) and said “Momma, this shirt COOL!” I was dumbfounded, but loved it.

Lastly, we have her fascination to sniff everything. Especially drinks. Every morning she has to sniff our pahfee. She gets her nose right over it, crinkles her nose and sniffs several times (sometimes she even closes her eyes). Then says, “Mmmmm GOOD!” This is usually with great excitement. Other times it’s quiet looking for our approval and agreement.

She holds my heart in her hand, everyday.

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Oh, I almost forgot! About a month ago we visited L.L.’s pediatric office. They were kind enough to inform me that she has gained ONE POUND in SIX MONTHS! (Yes, that’s me you hear shaking her head and rolling her eyes.) Apparently, she’s on course to be 5 feet 90 pounds, as an adult. Bahahahaha! Yet, she has grown taller and they didn’t measure that. So, I actually think she will be taller than this projection. These days, she’s a head shorter than the really tall and as tall as the average. Our little peanut!

 

October 14, 2014
by gwendolyn
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A Whole New World

6:58pm  Swaddled baby in my arms
7:03pm  Baby falls asleep
7:08pm  Baby stops squirming, moaning and/or whimpering in sleep
7:10pm   Momma leaves the room

We have entered a whole new world. I, for one, am feeling amazing. Gone are the nights of 3-5 hours of screaming, for who knows what reason we can’t figure out. No more 10 hours of awake time, he naps a solid 3 times a day. It’s so good that I would almost dare to call it a routine.

Being around Cecito is now a complete joy and I cannot express how wonderful it is to enjoy all this wonderful time with my baby  boy.

Tears of joy!

Afternoon Nap

Afternoon Nap

Napping at the park.

Napping at the park, yesterday.

October 13, 2014
by gwendolyn
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My Second, and Last Pregnancy

All things being equal, I thought I would write a wrap up post, like I did for the last time. Here is the first one: The Whole Kit & Kaboodle.

We start off this journey with, Let’s Celebrate! Where I announced the anticipated arrival of our second child. After that I didn’t update the blog on the pregnancy until we found out the gender. Tisk-tisk! You can read all about that fun here: Pink or Blue Drink For You?

Shortly after that I was half way through the entire experience. Which is crazy town, but I guess will happen when you don’t feel well for 16 weeks. I wrote Half Way Through with #2 for your update. It was long and it was also the debut of my belly shots. I still can’t believe I pulled those off the entire time!

Suddenly, I was 28 Weeks with #2. Here I lament a little about not being able to experience this one as wide eyed as I did the first.

Next, 34 Weeks with #2. In this one I feel as though the whole pregnancy is passing me by, and I’m still upbeat and excited.

Then, the super amazing second shower happened: Baby Boy Shower Love. Talk about feeling the love. I still smile when I reread that post.

After that is a post where I’m trying to be funny. It’s titled Say Whaaaat!? ‘Cause I couldn’t believe all the major differences in both pregnancies AND I was, seriously, the clumsiest person I have ever known!

Since I had been upbeat (for the most part) I decided to write a post about all the stuff no one talks about. Because it was ALL I was living in, or so I thought, at the time. Read The Underbelly and you will see what I mean.

38 Weeks 4 Days With #2 was the last post with belly pics. Those didn’t turn out so bad. They are some of my favorites. Which is interesting considering the pain I was in.

Lastly, I got a wild hair and wrote about all the crazy things I was hoping to get done before Cecito arrived. In The Final Countdown! I confess all the craziness that I’m hoping to accomplish. Happily I can report that I got through most of it. I believe I was 2 meals shy of my original list, but the biggest thing was seeing the musical. I LOVED it! Oh yea, and I admitted we finally decided on a name. Man, did that take forever, but it was worth it.

You can read Our Second Birth Story and all about Breastfeeding: Part Deux, for the official wrap up. Oh, and let’s not forget Family + Maternity Pictures. Those are always fun. It took me a long time to edit and chose the best ones.

Since this wouldn’t be complete without a pictorial review, here you go!

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October 4, 2014
by gwendolyn
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Breastfeeding: Part Deux

So breastfeeding, the second time around…I have to say, at three months, it’s not so bad. Gasp! (right?)

If you don’t remember my last post about it, here it is: Breastfeeding Sucks (Period). With a title like that, I’m sure you can imagine my sentiments. Even when I was ending the whole experience I wasn’t that heartbroken. I was disappointed that it didn’t go as planned and a little forlorn that I wouldn’t ever get the warm fuzzies over it. The biggest thing is though…even, to this day, how angry I was that no one expressed how hard it could be and how painful it is at the beginning.

This time around it was still painful, but I was almost expecting it to be. I went in with high hopes that it was going to be so much better than the last time. Probably too high of hopes, because it wasn’t as easy as I’d planned. However, this time I was prepared, but still not quite ready to take on the pain. I still think something is amiss. I mean, if wild animals have that kind of pain when their young wants to feed, I’m fairly certain they would kick them off. Don’t you think? (This does make me chuckle a little when I picture it, in a cartoon fashion).

Since Cecito has had some medical hurdles it was a bit of a rocky start, but we persevered. I started pumping, almost immediately to help with my supply. Ended up with two extra pumping sessions, a day, starting around 3 weeks. Also started taking Fenugreek around 5 weeks. Then, started eating a bowl of oatmeal a day at about 7 weeks.

I’m still taking Fenugreek. Only pumping once a day and eating oatmeal about 3x a week since a week and a half ago. The pumping helped me see how much I was producing and to save some for the weekend I went away mid-September. This weekend also showed us exactly how much Cecito was taking in and how much I could exclusively pump, on my own. After all that, I was more secure in my supply. Not to mention, his attitude didn’t change during that weekend. He was still a screaming banshee for part of the evening. Which meant that my supply wasn’t the reason he was so upset. We had started a bottle at night when he was 6 weeks old of expressed milk thinking that he just needed more than I could offer. It didn’t help then, nor the weekend he got full 4 oz feedings in each bottle, all day.

Now, I’m not worried. It feels really nice to just feed the babe whenever he needs it. Also to know that there’s enough for him. I never thought this would happen for me. It’s a huge relief. It’s awful to say, but I feel like I graduated into being a better Mother. Which has nothing to do with anything other than the expectation that’s put on moms to breastfeed. I know it’s the best and yadi-yada-yada but it’s also not always possible. I say, if you want to breastfeed go for it, but try not to let it rule your life, like I did. Even this second time around I was constantly worried and stressed about there being enough. Am I drinking enough water? Am I eating the right things? Is my body just not cut out for this? What if I’m not trying hard enough? What if I just can’t stick it out through the pain?

The stress and grief makes me cower just writing this. However, now I can actually say, I am an exclusively breastfeeding Momma. I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD SAY THAT, EVER! It’s an accomplishment and I have to say it feels amazing. An accomplishment I had, almost, given up on.

I’m not completely pain free when I nurse, but the letdown pain is manageable. Sometimes I wince. For me, this is just how it’s gonna be. Plus, the little shocks I get in my breasts inbetween feedings still happen, occasionally. I found out that’s my milk building back up (who knew!?). I can even handle that, as it’s a good sign, and it’s slowly dissipating.

Lastly, I must thank a few people. I still go to the same breastfeeding support group I did last time (but not the hospital one). They are a huge help. If you are in San Diego, go here. Robin Kaplan is a wealth of information and support. When I first met her all I wanted to do was put her in my pocket and be her best friend. Seriously, hit her up. The next person is Nicole (Gordon Stover), an old friend who used to be a Le Leche League Leader. I hadn’t spoken to her since we were teenagers, but she reached out several times to help me through. It was amazing to talk to her and feel like I was heard; plus, given great advice that was applicable to me. I’m thankful to have had the support.

Thank you, all. I made it to the other side and it’s actually sunny over here.

My stash!

My stash!

I managed to leave enough for the four days and then some!

I managed to leave enough for the four days and then some!

Look at how awesome my husband is. He tracked everything for me while I was away.

Look at how awesome my husband is. He tracked everything for me while I was away.

Oh, aaaaand…that magical weight loss everyone raves about…well, it didn’t happen to me. I was reminded of this when I read over the comments from my last breastfeeding post. (My friend, Leigh, mentioned it and I thought it was a good addition for this one.) At one point I was about 5 lbs away from my pre-pregnancy weight, but now I’m 9. Which is not all that bad. Right now I just love food. It feels like the one daily celebration I get to myself, so I will eat that cupcake without guilt. The weight will come off in time.

October 2, 2014
by gwendolyn
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Look Who’s Three Months Old!

This last month has felt like a doozy! Watching Cecito recover from his surgery plus, growing from a newborn to an infant. It’s all magically beautiful AND exhaustingly frustrating. Add in a toddler and you have a recipe for, “what the hell did we do to ourselves!?”

All in the same day I look at L.L. + Cecito and my heart aches, I love them so much. Then, they are both screaming for what feels like 4 hours and all I want to lock myself in a room, alone, just to hear myself think. This pretty much sums up my everyday. Even so, I’m a happy Momma AND it seems Cecito is becoming a happier baby! He no longer cries for hours on end. 1pm – 10pm are no longer the dreaded hours of the day. He has started to go to sleep for the night at a decent hour, anywhere from 7:30pm – 9pm. The night time feedings are sometimes cut down to one, with a three thrown in there every 5 days or so. On average, it’s twice and even on the two occurrences we consider him to have slept through the night I don’t feel rested, but I do see the light at the end of the tunnel. Which feels comforting and has given my patience a longer string to balance on. I’ve even prepared a few meals with fresh veggies in them!

Now, onto our Cecito and his milestones. He’s smiling ALL THE TIME! Which I love and wish I could take more advantage of. It’s such a boost to grab his attention and his entire face lights up. Plus, just yesterday he did a real giggle. It made my heart skip a beat. Not to mention the cooing, oh the cooing – I want to listen to it all day long!

He’s trying so hard to turn over, too. He can push himself from tummy to back, but that’s not really turning over, just a consequence to trying to get his feet under him. We are pretty sure he will be an early crawler, like his big sis! He’s not too fond of the play gyms or toys in his face either. But I can get him in the swing to nap and he’s full time sleeping, at night, in the pack-n-play.

Other than that, I keep trying to get him to like to be worn. It’s only going so-so, but that might be a good thing, because I’m not sure my back can take it. It hurst so much, already. We are also working on getting out of the house during the day. It’s tough because he’s really not an on-the-go napper. Hopefully we will work something out. Poor L.L. needs some playtime outside with other kiddos.

Now the stats:

Weight: 12 lbs. 12 oz. (breastfeeding support group weigh in)
Height: 25.5 inches (at home measurement)

He’s a string bean! Growing just fine. I’m still tracking his nursing, diapers and sleep because I can’t seem to recall anything these days. Hopefully that will subside and my marbles will start to connect soon! Then, I’m sure I’ll feel better about quitting the tracking. Until then, I’m going with what the pediatrician said, “he looks like a one ounce a day’er baby”!

Ok, now the fun stuff!

Trying to catch up with the L.L. posts...added an apple!

Trying to catch up with the L.L. posts…added an apple!

Grasping hands together.

Grasping hands together.

Hip hip horray!

Hip hip horray!

I'm the little brother.

I’m the little brother.

Oh, hi there!

Oh, hi there!

Excited!

Excited!

Those feet!

Those feet!

That's one heluva cute face.

That’s one heluva cute face.

Sister and brother.

Sister and brother.

Here’s a link to L.L.’s 3 month post. Just in case you were wondering what she was up to at this point. Gosh, they look a lot alike. We get comments on it often. I usually say, we don’t make babies that look just like us. Ours look just like each other. Makes my heart glow.

September 18, 2014
by gwendolyn
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Family + Maternity Pictures

In the essence of taking steps back, the next few posts will be from this past spring or summer. Bare with me, I’m sure you will like it.

So, as some of you know we did DIY Maternity Pictures last time.

Of course, I wanted to do maternity and family pictures this time. I was a bit over the top with trying to get them taken since it was the last time I would be pregnant. The one snag was, we didn’t have the budget for it.

Luckily, a friend came to our rescue! We were very grateful and I have to say that I’m very happy we were able to do it. Kim, our photographer friend, was and probably still is nervous. I told her she shouldn’t be. Hopefully after seeing this post she will understand her talent.

Thank you for taking the time, Kim! We know how busy you are and loved spending the day with you and your family. xoxo

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September 7, 2014
by gwendolyn
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Granny + Grandpops Meet Cecito

Lets’s take a step back in time, just a couple of months ago. Back when my parents came to meet their new grandson. They were here for about four days. We spent most of our time at home. But did manage to get out to enjoy a few meals and to see the new Waterfront Park, downtown. I wasn’t able to take many pictures since I was nursing every hour or two, but we managed to get a few to share.

I have to say, it’s pretty amazing to watch your parents with your kids. A part of life I didn’t know about that is surprisingly satisfying and heart warming. My Mom has always said that you don’t want family to live to close to you, when you start your own. I completely agreed with her, at the time. Now that we don’t have any family remotely close to us, I don’t feel the same. We were sad to see them head home and look forward to them coming back to play.

Grandpops meets Cecito

Grandpops meets Cecito

On our neighborhood walk, stopping to get tortas and smoothies.

On our neighborhood walk, stopping to get tortas and smoothies.

Walking to get dinner.

Walking to get dinner.

My favorite of Grandpops and L.L. (at Soda and Swine).

My favorite of Grandpops and L.L. (at Soda and Swine).

Granny holding Cecito

Granny holding Cecito

Cecito catching flies.

Cecito catching flies.

Big sister and her 'Ingo'

Big sister and her ‘Ingo’

Granny's first time watching Frozen.

Granny’s first time watching Frozen.

How much sun screen do you need? Apparently, a lot.

How much sun screen do you need? Apparently, a lot.

Yo-gart dessert time!

Yo-gart dessert time!

Someone loves it!

Someone loves it!

Me with my Dad and my kids. Three generations.

Me with my Dad and my kids. Three generations.

My parents with me and my kids.

My parents with me and my kids.

September 6, 2014
by gwendolyn
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Pump?

Ok, so I thought that this was really cute and had to share. L.L. doesn’t try to nurse her stuffed animals, in fact, she now forces me to do that when she wants attention away from Cecito. What she does want to do is pump…

I pump?

I pump?

Somehow this correlates to her tummy, in her mind.

Somehow this correlates to her tummy, in her mind.

Patiently waiting...

Patiently waiting…

Bahahaha, sometimes it sticks to her tummy and she just giggles away.

A new way of looking at “pumping your stomach,” eh?

I love her to pieces.

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