Archive for December, 2009

December 15th, 2009

re-living the magic

 

it’s been a long time since i’ve been as excited for christmas as i am this year. watching my kids (well, jackson) see the lights, decorations and santa hoop-la is totally contagious. i have found myself wanting to buy up the entire seasonal section of christmas tree shoppe; the sparklier and tackier the better. last year my neighbors snuck over when we were out of town and put colored lights on our bushes and a blowup family of moose on our lawn (admittedly i am more of a white candle in the windows kinda gal). i almost died. this year, i’m contemplating asking them to borrow it. who knew that having kids could have this kind of an effect. at this rate the family of moose may become jut a small part of my lawn’s ode to christmas. i can only imagine what jackson will ask for next year. wowzas.

it feels so wonderful to be re-living the magic of christmas. i think somewhere between 10 and 27 some of it was lost along the way. i guess finding it again is just another perk on the long list of wonderful momma perks.

here’s a glimpse of some of our magical winter so far:

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first snowfall

 
so excited to see the trees

tree picking

maybe next year harper

maybe next year harper

lights

lights

hanging and re-hanging ornaments. all night long.

hanging and re-hanging ornaments. all night long

cookie bakers (& eaters)

cookie bakers (& eaters)

cookie helper

cookie helper

next in line to see santa

next in line to see santa

harper meets santa

harper meets santa

jackson (& momma) meet santa. he was so excited up until the very end

jackson (& momma) meet santa. he was so excited up until the very end

hope you and your family are discoverng the magic this year!

 

December 15th, 2009

guilty pleasures

justin and i haven’t followed a specific parenting method with either of our children. simply, we have followed their leads and listened to their needs. we have implemented love, discipline, play and nurturing in ways that feel appropriate and natural for us. with that said i’ve recently found myself on the attachment parenting website and reading blogs related to topics about the family bed, breastfeeding, and night time weaning for information, support and advise.

jackson was in his own crib in his own room at 7 weeks old. i nursed him until he self-weaned at about 7 months. at night and during the day he would nurse and i could lay him down to fall asleep on his own. he really wasn’t a big cuddler and seemed to not only like his independence but thrive with it.  once we moved him from the bassinet in our room to his own crib in his own room he slept longer and more soundly. so, why it comes as a surprise that harper has completely opposite needs is beyond me; the saying is that each child is totally different, right? and so it would seem, for us,  there is some merit there.

if it were physically and logistically feasible, harper would prefer to spend her entire day mucked right on to my boob. seriously. ok, she might want a quick break to be smiled and coo’d at or follow the blur that is her brother but then right back at it.  she really only sleeps on her own if she’s nursed, held or walked to sleep. at night, i nurse her to sleep and lay her in the bassinet she sleeps in next to our bed. when she awakes the first time i nurse her in bed and then she stays there; warm, toasty and cuddly by my side. and in this is where the guilt, pressure, and uncertainty comes. the reason for my reading and understanding the attachment parenting way…

i have been feeling really guilty about this sleeping arrangement. there seems to be this huge push in our society for our babies and children to be independent. it seems to be a brag-worthy thing to tell your friends if your baby is sleeping in their own room and for 6 hours straight. it does not however, seem brag worthy to report that your baby sleeps along side you turning her head and latching on for a quick snack anytime she feels like it. bummer.

the trend for me seems to be that as soon as i have fretted, cried and lost my shit a few times about something it magically works itself out…0r maybe i just reach my threshold and implement change (or acceptance) involuntarily. who knows. but either way, each and every day harper is growing and changing and something tells me she’s not going to be three months old and in our bed forever.

once i strip away the ’societal guilt’ the only guilt left is that for my marriage and my relationship with justin. i often feel like i’m being held captive by my infant and finding time for myself let alone my husband can feel challenging and overwhelming. so is the story of parenthood, i guess. but i know how important it is to re-connect and stay connected and see the light at the end of the two and under tunnel. eek, i hate making that sound negative…but it does bring with it challenges…

so, it seems that as long as i’m feeling ok, i’m feeling connected to justin and we’re ok, everything will be…yes, ok. harper likes sleeping next to me. some may say she’s being spoiled or that we’re creating a bad habit. i’d say we’re following her lead and doing what feels best, for us. if she’s still latched on and pooping in her drawers whilst sleeping by my side in say, 2017, we’ll have a problem. until then, here’s to parenting the way you feel works best for you. no matter what oprah, dr. phil, kate goslen, your aunt mabel or cousin jethrow may say.

 

December 3rd, 2009

blood-isms @ 19mos & 3mos

 at 19 months and 3 months old time with my little ones is a combination of dizzyingly fast and paint dryingly slow. in general the weeks zoom by at an alarming rate and looking at my wide eyed smiling daughter i can’t believe she’s 3 months old, today. in contrast, yesterday harper was on a sleep strike and wanted to be in my arms, preferably at my breast, all day (we’re going on day 4 of nursing non-stop/3 month growth spurt), jackson had lunch at 10:30am because the morning was going by that slowly and i was done with dishing out snacks every 30 seconds. by the time justin got home at 5:09pm (with a bottle of wine in hand, thank god) it felt like years had passed since he left home at 9am that morning. in honor of these fleeting weeks and painstakingly slow moments, here are some of the latest happenings in our household:

 

-          harper has decided that these people staring at her, making funny faces and sounds are actually quite amusing and is smiling, cooing and raspberrying back at us.

november 09 - 11 wks

november 09 - 11 wks

 

-          she tries like hell to tame her unruly hands and fingers as they fly around her face, tantalizing her mouth with tempting suck-able digits and leaving red scratches (without fail and no matter how short the nail) all over.

-          jackson, at just 19 months, is a total motor mouth. he repeats everything we say, most recently, “toddage cheese” at lunch yesterday.

-          other recent words include: coffee, hot, cold, burrrrr (along with body shiver), shrek (a daily watch), boot BALL, toes, fingers, pipe (when listening to water running through them), treat, choochoo, pain (pen), dip (ketchup/hummus), animals of all kinds, broch-lee, touch down, throw (yes, there seems to be a sports-related theme going on), well-wo, red, blue, geen, moon, sky…

-          in general, jackson’s world has totally opened up; he is taking words and objects that he’s known for months and understanding how they apply to life. example: we were up in new hampshire for thanksgiving and mimi brought jackson outside bundled in blankets to look at the moon. although jackson can point to the moon in books, he’d never seen it in real life. watching the connection as he peered at the glowing moon was priceless. since then moon spotting has become a regular activity.

-          harper has been getting nightly (or there about) baths along side her brother (in her little bath) and actually going to sleep in a bassinet in our room. typically, she’ll sleep for 4-5 hours that first stretch. (woowhooooo!)

-          after that initial stretch of 4-5 hours she nurses/sleeps along side me for the duration of the night. i feel totally torn as i love the closeness but feel guilty for enabling a potentially hard-to-break habit (totally blog-worthy topic in and of inself).

-          justin and i desperately need a night with no kids and too much booze.

-          jackson’s newest hobby: carrying the contents of the lazy susan and spice cabinet into the living room (why he is just now discovering this is beyond us…)

-          current jax obsessions include: watching shrek, bootBALL (football), bugs (he remembers where he saw them and will continuously point to the spot and talk about it), rolling around on the floor with dada, antagonizing bayla, taking his socks off, watching us use the potty but refusing to himself (we’ve reverted in the potty training arena), pointing, poking and naming harper’s eyes, nose, ears, mouth, toes, knees, fingers, etc., seeing harper and yelling, “HIII!”, owls (there’s a plastic one at mimi’s house & we’ve been watching them on youtube), scouring our yard and neighbor’s yards for lawn mowers (getting to sit on them is a huge bonus)

november 09 - 18 mos

november 09 - 18 mos

-          justin turned 30 and we had a great party for him. he is now officially robbing the cradle. on a side note, he has been lifting/working out for a few months and is big, bulky and sex-ay.

-          i am officially feeling the effects of being pregnant and mommy-ing for two years. in dire need of a shopping spree, haircut & color, and feeling pretty again. sex-ay’s got a long way to go to get back .

-          harper’s got so many cute clothes that some days i play dress up and change her just because.

-          when jackson picks up a phone he has pretend conversations with joe (both neighbors are named joe and he loves to talk about them). we’re pretty sure that he thinks every man other than dada and grandpa are named joe.

-          jackson has discovered the photos on our walls. he loves to point out the people that he knows. favorites include: mimi, nana, grandpa, dada, momma, bayla.

-          any middle aged women he sees with blonde hair is mimi or nana

-          harper loves watching the whirlwind that is her brother. she smiles at him and tolerates his poking, prodding and clumsy toddler ways.

 

i am realizing that i could go on forever…but will stop here. obviously, i have much to be thankful for this year. happy december, christmas here we come.

 

 

 
 

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