Saturday, July 26, 2008

Procrastination

Things I should be doing right now...


Editing client photographs


Packing


Organizing


Cleaning the house


Making lists


Cleaning my car


Laundry


Shopping for supplies


NOT blogging!


Oh well, nothing like procrastination to make one frantic next week.



Anyway, I have some pictures I wanted to share.

This one was from an ill-fated "session" I had with Port and Kiddo, trying to get something worth of a canvas print. The light coming in through my window was too strong and Kiddo wasn't cooperating at all. [grumble, grumble, dang photographer kid syndrome, grumble, grumble] Port still looks pretty chubbi-licious!
After fussing at Kiddo about not letting me take his picture, he gave me these a couple of hours later. See the enthusiasm??



His "smiling face". (eye roll)

Last Sunday we broke down and bought Port an exersaucer. This one in particular will be handy on our vacation because it will fold flat for travel. Yippie! Even though he is still a bit too young for it, he still likes it. Here he discovers the swinging frog...This pic is blurry, but I love the expression! He kept looking at me like this. "Mom, what the heck is this thing??!?"The boy has been teething something fierce. His hands are constantly in his mouth. nom, nom, nom...Tyler was jealous that I was taking pictures of the baby. She kept talking to me so I got a couple of her too, just to make her feel better.This is the first time Port really saw the dog. He was fascinated. Right after this moment, Tyler started licking his face - it was the sweetest thing; she was licking him, but in the gentlest way possible with just the tip of her tongue. So cute!! My dang camera card was full and I missed it. :( boo hoo![Notice the "Two Wheeled Texans" onsie? Yeah, we're starting him out early. BTW, that is a Hubby original design.]

Kiddo was a bit jealous too, so he let me take his picture. Only one though, then he "needed a break". lol!

Until,

D :)

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Eat It

I am a very bad mommy. lol!

This morning I had Port in my lap while I was eating my breakfast and as usual, he was closely watching the spoon go from my bowl to my mouth and back again. The boy is really interested in food, and most of the time watches us intensely or chews on his hands while we eat. I am having the hardest time holding off trying him on regular food. I can't wait to start making baby food again.

Anyway, I was eating oatmeal (baked apple flavor - not that you care) and he was watching every bite. So for fun, I scooped up a little bit of the thick, lumpy oatmeal on the end of my spoon and held it up to his mouth.

He opened his mouth and took it!

He is only 3 months old! Not only did he take it, he ate it! No gagging, no spitting, nothing. And the smile on his face was infectious! He started laughing and smiling and getting all excited as if I had just given him the most wonderful thing in the world.

I know, I am horrible.

But it was so fun!
Until,
D :)

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Never Tear Us Apart

Total Mortification.

So I went to a play date today. Yay! Out of the house! Thanks again Vick for hosting!

We got out of the house kind of late; Port took an extra long nap and I was trying to wait it out before we left. We finally got in the car and headed out and about half way there I realized I had no idea where I was going. I had been to her house only once, and though I knew the general area, I was not confident in my ability to make it there again without directions or an address. Unfortunately, I somehow managed to get an old street address in my head, and spent the better part of 15 minutes or so looking for a street that wasn't even in the right neighborhood.

I finally called Hubby out of desperation and had him Google the street name that was floating around in my head, and while on the phone with him (and on a completely different street) I drove up to the house.

*smacks head*

Thankfully we still had time to play, and Kiddo had a blast. But as usual, no day out would be complete without embarrassing myself a bit.

After I got dressed this morning I had to change my shirt when I discovered a stain on it. Then I put on a pair of capris that I haven't worn since last summer. I just *barely* fit into them, but since my wardrobe is severely lacking in the shorts department (read: I don't have any) I squeezed into them and prayed they would relax a bit by the time I got to our destination. Thankfully they did, and all was well when I entered our host's lovely home.

After the kids were comfortable playing, a few of us moved into the living room to feed their babies. I sat down on the couch next to my friend, and when I did I heard what could only be described as a crunch. At first, I thought I had sat on something; perhaps an empty fruit snack wrapper - as the noise sounded like crinkling paper. I felt beneath me to find nothing, and dismissed it as just one of those things and went about my business. I got up to do something else and came back to the couch only to hear the crunch again. Reaching behind me I once again turned up nothing. I was wracking my brain - what could that noise be? Perhaps I had metal buttons clanking together on the pocket or something in the pocket? Nope, no buttons, not even a pocket!

Seeing that my attention span is minimal at best these days, I quickly forgot about the noise issue and went about the play date. We had fun, and of course Kiddo had a melt down when we left.

*sigh* Will he ever stop doing that??

I got the kids in the car and buckled in and then went to the drivers seat and sat down.

Crunch!

There it was again! Once more I stuck my hand under my backside and felt, only this time I was able to determine the source of the noise. It was not a "crunch", but rather a "rip".

I had split my pants.

I think I will go crawl back into my hole now.

Ladies, I am sorry if you caught a glimpse of my underwear, and thank you for not embarrassing me in front of you all.

I'm never leaving the house again.
Until,
D :)

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Friday, July 18, 2008

Workin' in a Coalmine

Lord, I'm So Tired.

I don't know what is going on with my sweet, sweet sleeping baby. He used to sleep at least 6 hours every night and many nights it was more like 7-10 hours.

The past 3 nights he has been up every 2 hours.

*yawn*

He keeps wriggling out of his swaddle blanket. That is half the issue. He is almost too big for the bassinet now, that is part of it too, and for some reason he just isn't getting into that good deep sleep like he used to. I will watch him sometimes and he will kick his feet straight up into the air while he is sleeping. Abs of steel!

I am thinking either a growth spurt (none of his clothes fit anymore and all I have in the next size up is winter stuff - grr) or a milestone coming up??? Please let it come and go quickly. I can't deal with this.

I put him in his crib for the first time last night and he instantly relaxed. He still only slept for 3 hours though, and then the rest of the night was up every 2 hours after that. He doesn't really cry, just fusses enough that if I let it continue he will wake Hubby up or work himself into a tizzy. One time he was really wet and the rest of the time he had Houdini-ed himself out of his wrap and had it wadded up around his waist. At 6AM I finally gave up trying to keep him cool and I pulled out a gigantic receiving blanket, wrapped him up tight and put him in bed with me. We slept uninterrupted for 2 sweet hours.

Please, please say this will pass. I am not equipped to go through the same thing I did with Kiddo. My back cannot handle sleeping on the couch again. I am trying my hardest to comfort him without picking him up, or picking him up only briefly and then putting him back down to settle. I don't want to get in the habit of him sleeping in my arms.

But then part of me thinks that maybe he needs that right now???

He has really gotten cuddly recently, and while it is sooooo amazingly sweet, it puts me on edge. I like the teeny, tiny bit of independence I have with him. For 2 years I couldn't get more than an inch away from Kiddo. I really don't want to fall into that trap this time around.

I need more coffee.
Until,
D :)