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Wednesday, August 31, 2011

25 weeks

Drumroll please!! The baby in my belly is a....... GIRL! Apparently you readers know what you're talking about. Not sure why I didn't wear a pink shirt for this picture...

How exciting! We are thrilled and can't wait to drown in all the pink. Really, I never thought I would say that but I am somewhat excited about little girl outfits, and pig tails, and all that stuff.

At this moment we are loving the name Violet. I can just picture myself yelling it and telling her to stop bugging Ezra. It just seems to fit.

At the ultrasound the tech had a difficult time getting all the photos she needed because little Violet was such a wiggle worm. Apparently she will share this trait in common with her brother. Everything looked great, she's right on target.

Here's an ultrasound photo for you:

Little Miss Violet @ 20 weeks

How far along? 25 weeks

Weight gain: I think right around 10 pounds.

Belly measurement:

Stretch marks? Yup.

Sleep? Not great. I'm soooooooooo tired, and can't really nap (insert photo of energetic 10 month old). Napping also makes me nauseous, but I also can't really sleep at night so I'm just tired.

Best moment this week? Seeing a picture of myself with Ezra in my maternity bathing suit and not throwing up. Seriously. I feel like a whale but I'm happy to see that I don't actually look like a whale, even when I'm on the beach.

Food cravings: Cheesecake. Can someone please get me a delicious piece of cheesecake? or a whole cheesecake? I got a piece at Longhorn the other night and it was not good. Very disappointing when you've been fantasizing about a slice of cheesecake for weeks. If someone walks by me with a slice, I hope someone is there to hold me back...

Weirdest symptom: Shooting pain up my left butt cheek. Seriously. Add in a morning charlie horse and you've got a weird symptom. "I know I'm walking funny but I'm not cripple, just having some sciatic pain and a charlie horse." I almost wish someone could take some video when this happens, would surely win $10,000 on America's Funniest Videos.

Funny Pregnancy Moment: Me on a bicycle. Just picture it, you'll laugh, I promise.

I thought it would be fun to go for a bike ride with Mike and Ezra while on vacation at the beach. Well let's just say it wasn't fun and ended up with me nearly throwing up all over myself. But at least I can laugh at it now. I'm sure all the people in the campsites we walked our bikes by were laughing at me - and with reason.

Labor signs: Just a scheduled c-section date and paperwork to prove it! December 2nd, here we come! And to think, Violet will most likely share a birthday with one other special little lady...

Belly button in or out? totally in, and still pretty cavernous. I could probably hide some things in there if I needed to, like my iPhone or a slice of cheesecake for when I have a craving.

Movement? I'm feeling a lot more movement on the top of my belly which tells me that she is probably head down. She is a mover.

What I miss? Hmmmm, nothing really this week. But next week I will be missing my summer vacation...

What I'm looking forward to: The cooler days of Fall. I'm really excited for cider, and pumpkins, and sweatshirts. I will miss the beach, but I do enjoy Fall so much.

Weekly wisdom: If you see a pregnant woman holding a baby who looks hot and sweaty walking towards a chair at an aquarium, don't take the seat before she gets there. It's just not nice.

Milestones: Made it past the halfway point. One more week until viability...

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Ezra: 10 months

I can hardly believe he's 10 months old! Yikes, time does fly :)

From his 9 month appointment:
Weight: 20 lbs. 14 oz
Height: 28 3/4"

Head Circumference:18"

He was in the 60th percentile for all.  Completely proportionate and average.  I like it.

Eats: Eating should go under likes.  He likes to eat.  And he's not to picky.  We've switched to finger foods almost exclusively, however, we still do some purees and cereal when I feel like I need a little more control over his nutrition.

He loves mandarin oranges, apple pieces, strawberries, bananas, peeled grapes, carrots, potatoes (mostly french fried), chicken nuggets (not chicken fingers, something with the batter is not his favorite), pasta, mac and cheese, raviolis, pizza, steak, sausage, bacon, eggs, waffles, and whatever it is that YOU'RE eating.  Because everything is more delicious when it's on someone else's plate.

He will try anything and doesn't often make the "bleck" face.  Although when he does it is priceless.

We're still sticking with 3 6oz bottles a day; morning, afternoon, and before bed.  The dr gave us the go ahead to start introducing milk.  We have two jumbo containers of formula left in the closet from my last shopping binge and I think if those get us through the next month, we'll start the transition then. 

Sleeps: Sleeping is going pretty well.  He will still wake up in the middle of the night on occasion but really it's not that often. 

We've started sleep training and it's going ok.  It's a little heartbreaking to sit at the bottom of the stairs while he screams but he calms right down when I walk in the room.  He's still working out that I'm not going to stay with him the entire time he needs to fall asleep, but we're getting there.  The minute of back rubbing and shooshing really helps every 5 minutes or so.  That Ferber really was a smart guy.

Napping is another story.  He fights naps.  Like, physically fights (punches, kicks, pinches, bites, wiggles) away from naps.  He used to love to rock but I need one of those full body padded suits to rock him now.  He still loves singing and music which seems to be what puts him to sleep every time.  He's getting a bit of a schedule, too, which is nice.  Hopefully work doesn't throw a wrench into it.

He likes to watch people.  We brought him to the aquarium and he was more interested in what the kids around him were doing than the giant jelly fish or glowing eel that was in the case in front of him.  I'm not sure if he's going to turn out to be the nosy gossiper or the quiet guy in the corner or an expert on human behavior.  We'll have to wait and see.

The beach.  This kid loves the sand and the water and the birds and the people.  I'll have another post devoted to our recent week at the beach, but seriously he just loves the beach.  It's great.  I'm sad summer is almost over.

Climbing his is favorite.  He has recently figured out how to climb all the way up the stairs (with supervision), the outside of the stairs where the banisters are, onto the couch, and on top of the baseboards to look out the windows.  We're going to find him on top of the TV one day, I swear.

Stuffed animals.  Right now Penny the Penguin is his favorite at the moment.  Whenever he sees one he squeezes it and hugs it.  It's so cute.  He also likes to point out noses, eyes, and ears on his stuffed animals.  

Sitting still.  He is the wiggliest kid I've ever met.  Up down hold me don't hold me push the chair sit on the floor crawl take out the pots and pans chase the dog with it's toy climb up the stairs try and eat something inedible.  It's incredible.  He's always in motion.  Try to get him to sit in a bumbo while you eat dinner.  You'll get about 10 minutes before he's doing the back bend and trying to rip the tray off of it.

He has also mastered the wiggle-out-of-mommy's-grip.  He can pretty much figure out a way to make it nearly impossible for me to continue holding him if he wants to get on the floor and crawl.  Even if it's a public bathroom floor or somewhere else equally as disgusting.  My growing belly doesn't help either.

When the dogs bark.  It never used to phase him.  I can remember when he was first born and he would be sleeping in the bassinet in the living room and the dogs would literally jump over the bassinet and start barking and he wouldn't even flinch.  Now he cries and clings to me like I have any control over their barking (bad owner, I know).  And they bark at the dust bunnies that blow around my living room.  It's always an adventure over here.

He still has some separation anxiety when he's away from someone interesting or somewhat familiar. 

He's pulling up on everything, even walls, and can walk along the couch or walk while pushing something.  He can get standing on his own for about 3 seconds.  I think crawling is still much faster so he prefers to crawl and he has knees of steel.  People always comment on how fast he is.

EIGHT teeth.  Yes eight.  He went from 3 to 8 in 2 months.  Crazy. But he's also a biter so 8 teeth isn't really good news.  We're working on that.

First real words.  Dada, dowdy (doggy), baba (bottle), ayo (hello, with your hand to your ear like you're on the phone), do (nose, when poking mommy in the nose)

Things I want to remember about this age:
Your babbles.  I love all the sounds you make and it really sounds like you're trying to have a conversation.  I wish I knew what you were saying! 

The point.  I love when you point at things.  You want to know what everything is and you notice so many things.  Birds at the beach, kids playing, the lights, whatever.  I love to see that you are such a part of your world and I know it's only a matter of time before you start talking about everything you see.

Your little dance.  Anytime you hear a song you like you bob up and down to the tune (and usually on the beat I might add) and it's one of my favorite things.  You really love music and I love that!

Here are some 9 and 10 month photos for your viewing pleasure:

How stinkin cute is that tush!
First hair cut at 9 months!

Look at all those teeth!
Ezra loves feeding the dogs!

"What are those crazy birds doing?"

Tired after a long day
10 months old!

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Mommy lessons

Now that Ezra is on the move I've learned a few new Mommy Lessons over the last few weeks. I feel like I need to document my stupidity, hence this post.

1. Don't let your 9 month old play with your one and only hair brush while you are getting ready for work. You will be wearing your hair in a pony tail for a week because it will have disappeared to that mysterious place where all missing things go. And you will forget to buy a new brush repeatedly when you go to the store.

Maybe my brush is off canoodling with my missing sunglasses?

Say a prayer for a good hair day for me...

2. Don't feed your baby while you're cooking dinner because by the time you sit down to try and eat a meal the baby will NOT want to sit in their high chair any longer, will promptly need a diaper change (how appetizing), and will most like squish and cut their toe when they pull down the TV speaker onto it.

You might as well cook dinner and put it in the fridge to be reheated when the baby is in bed. At least you wouldn't waste time setting the table.

3. Don't cook the baby chicken nuggets for lunch and then walk away from him to try and be productive. He will quickly learn how to feed the dogs and think it's hilarious.

And you will end up cooking a second lunch for the hungry baby.

4. Teaching the baby to close doors will come in handy when you leave the basement door or a cabinet open. Also, if your hands are full of laundry.

It will not come in handy when you are trying to use the mirror on the back of the closet door to dry your hair. You will be repeatedly hit by the door with increasing force until you or the baby starts crying.

Also, the baby will close doors behind you and then sit in front of the door so that you can't get back into your own bedroom or bathroom until they find something else to be occupied with. If you're lucky the room won't be carpeted and you can slide them with the door praying not to pinch any tiny toes or fingers.

Sometimes I could swear I'm on candid camera. But it is the best job (by far) that I've ever had!

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