Thursday, March 31, 2011

"Got Milf?"

I blog-stalk a seriously hilarious woman named Sarah Maizes, She's an author, comedian, and single mother of 3. She just wrote the book "Got Milf?" and she made this trailer. I thought it was funny and wanted to share the love. Hoping I can get my hands on the book for our Austin trip next weekend. Yippee!

Monday, March 28, 2011

First Swim of the Year

We decided to take advantage of this beautiful weather today so we took a dip in the pool.

Cole: "I'm a sharf."

Will: "Shark. Sharkkk"

Cole: "Oh. I'm a sharp."

Sharp was the knife conversation 3 days ago. The knife was "sharf" too.

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Sunday, March 27, 2011


As you can see from the picture above, it is spring Summer here in South Texas. It is also barely March. We treated Cole to some outdoor water fun n Friday. He loved it. At the end of that water hose rainbow there is "honey". Cole informed us of that. We were confused too but quickly realized that what he meant to say was "gold". So now he calls it "honey and cookies". We were confused again until we realized that what he meant to say was "milk and cookies". Well, at least that's what we think but the boy has a mind all his own. His nickname for Ellie a few weeks back was "Wachili". We are still confused by that one.

Will was sitting down on the ground playing with Cole. Cole stood up with his back to Will and said "Dad, I'm going to timber." And then he just let himself fall. Thank goodness Daddy has cat-like reflexes!

Sadly, our son's vocabulary also consists of "nursing", "pumping", and "pacifying".

Cole has had to be my little helper when Ellie is screaming in the car. He usually givers her her paci. She doesn't like it much. Sometimes she'll tolerate it. After repeated attempts to "pacify" Ellie, Cole sighs, puts his arms behind him and matter-of-factly and proclaims "Let her cry."

I asked Cole if Mommy worked. His reply, "Um, I thiiinnk not." Pause for some thought. "Yes. You work but at home. You don't go to like,..." And then he forgot what he was trying to say and walked away. 

When he puts up a fight to go to bed at night, he'll say, "I don't want to sleep in my bed, or Ellie's bed or the crib." So that leaves Mom and Dad's bed. If I want a nice peaceful night, he gets the bed until we get in and carry him out. And let's just say the nights are very peaceful.

When he wants to try to convince me of something, he'll say, "won't that be a good idea?" Such as "Hey Mom, after school, if I eat all my snack and lunch, maybe we can go get an ice cream. Won't that be  a good idea?"

Sometimes he'll walk into a room and say to me "Hey there cowgirl!". I love it.

Most of all, I love it when he says "Sure."

Monday, March 21, 2011

Roll over.

Ellie rolled over yesterday! Twice! At 2 months, 1 day. She only does it when she's really really mad and crying though. Which lately has been quite a lot. She's a little congested and I think that has been the cause. We see the Dr. again tomorrow. Another 2 hour wait. Lovely.

She's 8 weeks old and it seems that the 6 week mark was when things really started happening. She has started in with cat naps. My least favorite part of it all. It totally sucks. Just when I get in the groove of things she wakes. But she smiles a whole lot! It's so cute! I love  it how happy she gets when she sees me. She has started sleeping in 6 hour stretches. Well, one 6 hour stretch. But she's a late sleeper. We can usually get her to sleep until 9. Sometimes 10. I don't know what I would do without our swing. Always bought me 2 extra hours of sleep in the morning with Cole too. It's awesome!

I can't believe how big she is. Now when I pick her up she doesn't seem so delicate. She's sturdier now. Bittersweet. Can't wait to talk to her in a year or two but I miss the cuddly little newborn stage. You know the one. The one where they sleep 18 hours of the day and nurse or poop the rest.

Also, got the weirdest visit from my aunt. Super weird because I am exclusively nursing. Not a single missed feeding. Ever. So why the visit? I kinda totally feel cheated.

Work is getting increasingly more difficult now. I'm throwing a few ideas around but waiting to see what the next month will bring. They change so much and i am not sure if it's an irritated throat or tummy or just  her age.

Sunday, March 20, 2011

The perfect Puchero

Monkey Hear, Monkey Tear

Yes. We have a sensitive one on our hands. She's just like her Mama.

I was holding her after I had just nursed her and Cole had been asking for candy. We said no. He started crying. She started doing what we call in Spanish "pucheros" which translates into a "pout" or "grimace or distortion of the face which precedes crying". Below is a perfect example of a puchero.

Looks painful (for her) but gosh do we LOVE it when she does it!

Friday, March 11, 2011

Ideal Motherhood

Every morning I feel renewed and refreshed. I've had the longest stretch of sleep I'll have all day. A whole 5 hours. I sit there and I rock my little bundle. A whole 7 weeks old. The house is quiet. The Hubs has left for work and Toddler is still asleep. And as my Baby Girl nurses, she pauses to look up at me and I get a smile. A smile! A smile that says "I think I love you even in all your morning messiness." And this makes my heart smile a really big smile. I am filled with new hope for the day. I think that I may even be able to live up to my idea (or ideal) of motherhood.

I start planning my day. There will be hot showers, hot breakfasts, some silly dancing with the littles, and maybe a stroll to the park if we aren't exhasuted from all the awesomeness the day has brought us.

I run to jump in the shower. I place a very content baby into her bouncy. And that's pretty much it.

I set myself up for failure from the get go. She hates being in a dirty diaper. I should have changed her diaper first. Now I'm half shaven and I can't remeber if I used conditioner but I know I didn't have time to rinse it out. No way I'm going out like that!

There's always tomorrow I guess.

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Monday, March 7, 2011

Nana plays dress up

This is what happens every time Nana comes to visit. It's the only time Ellie gets to wear her nice clothes and accessories.

And this is what happens as soon as she leaves. I just can't keep up with all this foo-foo girliness. Poor baby girl!

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Thursday, March 3, 2011

Expressing Motherhood - Milk Hoarder

I have issues,...milk issues. These issues run so deep I don't even know the root of them. All I know is that I have to breastfeed. Perhaps I fear that it is all I have to offer that is natural, or that this may be the strongest bond I'll ever have with my new baby, or maybe I put all of my fear of failure into this. I don't know. I can't even begin to comprehend it, so I don't even try. I just embrace it.

I had some issues with production with Cole. At least I think I did. I am starting to rethink all of that this time around. Perhaps I was a little uptight back then, with Baby #1. I actually used to take a medication called Motillium that I had to go into Mexico for. It was expensive too. More expensive than formula feeding in fact.

This time around, I am a breastfeeding champ. That's right. I said it. My milk produciton is in overdrive. In fact, Ellie is growing about 51 grams a day as compared to the average 30! Yes, her 1 week check up she was where the pediatrician might have expected her to be the following week. He said my milk was gold.

But I work hard, very hard to keep it that way. I have yet to give Ellie a bottle. And when I am not breastfeeding, you may or may not find me pumping. And I don't pump with the intention of ever feeding it to her, I pump to stay ahead of the game. I have this fear of my milk production not being able to keep up with my growing baby. So I pump every chance I get. And if you ring my doorbell, you may or may not find me in this condition:

Expressing Motherhood featuring Shannon Noel from Expressing Motherhood on Vimeo.

You may not want to stop by unexpectedly for a few months:)
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