Checking In

You will be happy to know I did actually buy some diapers, so we are not totally unprepared. Rick keeps saying he's going to pack his bag, but hasn't exactly gotten there yet. Car seat is still dusty in the rafters, but I really think there's no rush.  I think a little freaking out would probably do me good.  I'm a little too laid back on all this, but I was the first time too. While it feels imminent and we all want him to come, there's still well over two weeks until my due date.  And the poor chap hasn't a name yet, so why rush.

Pajama golf is fun, but

Underwear golf is our favorite

Bobby is into golf a little bit, but combined with his baseball background, it's best to take cover when he swings.  Perhaps field hockey or polo is a better sport for him.

Showing off his Tball class completion cert

Yes I did go to another baseball game 8 months pregnant, but nothing is happening.  We travelled to San Diego for Giants away game as well; and now they aren't coming close to us for a while, so lightning won't strike twice.  Maybe we'll watch the All Star game in the hospital though one night.

This face.  He's such a ham. 

Update, 36+ weeks

*

6 pounds, 7 ounces, head down, fluids are good. 1 cm dilated, 20% effaced.  So, basically a whole lotta nothing happening. Which is good b/c I want a big fat 8 pounder this time (remind me of this when I'm in the hospital).

Looks like he'll probably still be a July baby.  Which is good b/c poor thing has no crib, no toys that aren't dusty in the garage, no diapers, no stable changing table. just some clean clothes and dirty blankets.  But if he doesn't quit making me so tired, nothing is going to get done.

*don't ask me what that picture is of.  seriously, i can understand not seeing anything at 8 weeks, but this is past 8 months, what the hell am I looking at? A chinless baby with a foot on its chest?

The Nesting has begun

Ok, not really, but we got this out of the garage rafters today, so that's a start. It is a little rackety, but for over 60 years old and 8 babies, it's not in bad shape.  Kirin had her baby Thursday and she was only due 10 days before me, so I could go soon in theory, but I doubt it.  More like fourth of July.  We'll know more this week I hope.

8 Months Down

I owe you a birthday blog, and I have no excuse for it since Grandma was here all week and I have been persona non grata around here sitting on my bum, but no suck luck. Maybe later.  Even without a proper party because of the funeral, he had a fantastic two days and was majorly spoiled.

Deal

"I will stop growing up after my birthday is done" I have been telling him to stoop getting so big and stop growing up, but he says all the time "I have to grow up" but tonight was the first time he seemed to imply why - he has to make it to his birthday. " I have to be three" I think he wants candles and present opening.

A failed nap

We had a very active long playdate this morning, came home and went to bed easily.  He was in his room well over two hours, but I definitely heard him muttering a lot. I finally went in there a bit after 4 I think because I wanted to see what was up. I found him sitting up against the wall.  He said he was trying on underwear and wanted to see how they feel. (like we try things on to see how they fit) "They feel nice"was the verdict.  He had on SEVEN pairs of the new 10 pack that I left on the foot of his bed.

He wanted to show them to you...

And yes, he sleeps with no pants on after he pees before his nap because he tends to overheat.

Bobby is really funny. I think he's smart, but it could just be that normal growing into a human thing.

• I gave him a small kids Chobani this morning and he gave it back saying he wanted a big one. I thought it was amusing.
• He was "combing" my hair, and I was saying ow, ow with the knots, he said "don't worry about it"  I guess he has learned the suck it up philosophy we have when you're hurt.
• He calls me and Rick "guys" when he addresses us both.  It's a little informal.
• He calls the baby Joey. I don't know where he got this, I am pretty sure we don't know any Joes. He says good morning to him, tells me Joe is sleeping in there, or stretching and rolling around.  He covers up my belly button and my mouth simulataneously and says he's not letting him out.  He says he'll share his toys with Joe and teach him how to play baseball.  Bobby also calls him her and sister often too though.  I hope it's not too much of a shock when he comes out all useless for 6-8 months.

I feel like we missed the terrible twos.  He had a period of being a brat, but generally it was a good year.  He is far from perfect and I'm sure three will be his period for terribleness, especially as he can have an attitude every now and then.  Very stubborn too and set in his ways too. We'll just say he knows what he likes and doesn't.

Birfday

My birthday was good.  Nothing too special (or you can decide), but at this age, I really don't expect or want anything.  Rick let me sleep in (or try to), we went to the farmers market and ran my errands, then we went out to lunch.

Then at lunch, Bobby promptly chugged his milk, said his tummy ache, was sitting next to me, then he puked on me.  Luckily he really hadn't eaten anything, and most of it landed on my napkin, but still, vomit. on me.  Went home, cleaned up, Bobby and I took naps, then we went out again to buy my present. Rick got me a tv for the kitchen.  It's still in the box because I don't know if I want to go there, but I'm sure we will.  Then we got Chick Fil A for dinner. Seriously. Then Rick got me an ice cream cake.  I actually think he got it more for him though.

Next day, we had a play date with a set of twin boys that are a month older than Bobby, then Judy came over and Rick and I went to a movie.  And either because we're boring or it was a weird time of day, we couldn't think of anything else to do and went home. (I did suggest Lowes though)  So we went home, to find Bobby had never fallen asleep for his nap because he needed to poop.  And somehow, although he always lets himself out of his room when he's done sleeping, if something is up, he'll just sit in bed and cry.  That combined with not-me going in to get him, he never made it to the potty and pooped in his pants. There's a first time for everything. (I think that was his first puke too) So, it really sucks that Judy had to clean it up, but she was way apologetic when really we should have been...

So, lots of bodily functions and rambling in this post.  And here's a picture with his two new friends...

He actually was super cute with them and introduced them to each other and role played. Poor things.

Catching Up

 We had a good week here. Started Monday at the DMV to register the car and get a new license :( Somehow I always manage to get photo IDs taken when I have the fattest face ever.  I got my Marine Corps ID on 6/1/09.  Then hit up a playground on the way home since Bobby was so good at the DMV.  Tuesday, Bobby went to soccer class!  I don't know why it had to be inside, it doesn't help with the idea of dribbling the ball.  He was really good of course.

Stretching: Flexible like his parents

Ready position

Shooting the ball

 He did listen fairly well.  He got caught up in playing a bit, but he's 2, come on.  he goes a little wild around other kids, so he had a lot of fun. Every time the coach would say "dribble," Bobby would pick up the ball and try to dribble it, before starting to dribble it with his feet.  And as you can see above, same thing with "shooting" the ball.  He was really trying to get it up to the 10 feet baskets.

And because we didn't want to wait until late May (and do consecutive sports), we signed him up for TBall class too.  But only one other kid was in there, so it will be cancelled :(

Thursday, we had a day in and hung out with the neighborhood children. Friday we went strawberry picking.  I don't know if it was the place we picked, but the prices were about double what you could get in Wilmington.  It was so expensive - flat fee too, not even weighed. Last year, we would get buckets and buckets and flats for change. I'll have to check out the road side stands to see if that's any better.

Me and the little Orange are doing fine too.  My weight gain is ridiculously high, but I love a good challenge for after delivery.  

28 weeks

I seem to have developed an obsession with linens and fabrics and managed to put them all in a wish list.  Of course, I do not really expect a $50+ crib sheet, especially since I have a tubful somewhere, but it's so easy to click on a button and it all gets stored in one place.  Hopefully a nesting urge will kick in sometime and I'll organize my boxes and clothes and furniture, but with the guest room as it is, the baby Dragon (?) will stay with us anyway for a few months.

Here is my "registry" if anyone has hit the lottery and didn't tell me about it.

http://www.amazon.com/registry/baby/3DS9VJKRBKBKS 

Rescue Mission

Loaded up the cars

Had to follow the bandaid though

Taking him back to the dirt

Direct Quote

We were reading a book and there were people fishing.... "I love fishing" "maybe Pop will take us fishing"

What is he dreaming about?

2:30am  Can I please have a popsicle?
7am Cora pooped in her diaper. Elizabeth had to clean it up.

• A California driver I am not.  They go so fast.  And I know you all think I am an aggressive driver, but I'm really pretty lax. At least comparatively I am.  I mean, these people are in a rush.
• We should have kept the Range Rover to keep up with the Jones.  People here have money I guess.  But with premium gasoline at $4.50+ and that car getting 11mpg, we're doing just fine with one car (with 100K miles on it) Maybe that's what I'll get for my birthday.
• There are a lot of snails here.  Which means there are a lot of dead snails here. And i hate them,  and Bobby is fascinated with them. 

Good post nap bedhead. He's been sleeping like a champ

• And I'm just going to put this here, more for myself, although I don't think it applies to many items, I will be sharing my wishlist/registry/birthday list soon...Through April 12, get $10 off every $50 purchase of select in Amazon’s Baby department with coupon code baby2012

Just a reminder this kid has parents

23 Weeks

We went to Boston for a wedding for 2 nights and Bobby stayed with Grammy and was a good kid.  I personally think he can't handle too many adults at once and that's part of the reason he acts up.  (Sometimes it's just attitude) They shopped and went to church and the Science Center and played a lot.  We are very lucky to have a Grammy.  Bobby didn't miss us at all.

We are moving on Thursday! I think I have Bobby updated on the plan, I just don't think he knows it's a one way trip.  But he does like love planes, and he likes saying "California."

And in the "You get what you pay for department" file Ricks flights.  Raleigh to Boston to Las Vegas - $264.  But on American - and there was no plane leaving RDU so he missed his connection at JFK.  Then leaving Boston they cancelled his flight from JFK to LAS, so he got in a lot later and had another delay in LA. He is staying with Carolyn, then hopefully getting our beds and some toys out of the container before we get there later this week.

Bobby often says I love you too.  Without it being said to him first, so we say I love you three, I love you four and so on.  But today he said, "I love you number one."  Close enough.

Somebody woke up at 3am this morning and trotted into my room as if it were 7am.  After a pee break, downstairs of course, I got him back into my bed.  This is what it looked like by morning.

He has probably helped Grammy get ready once too many times                                    

His own idea and application

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             

Another ultrasound, more unclear pictures.  Baby was still on his stomach or something, so they couldn't see a ventricle, but I'm going to assume he has it.  One more check next week to make certain though.

When Bobby saw this picture, he, who did not go to the ultrasound, said "there's mommy's fat belly."  I do regret calling my belly fat or chubby, because he says that now.  He does like to rub it but doesn't get it at all.  He has said Cora is in there and that the babys name is Bobby.

I got this snapped before he could cover his face.  We made pizza for dinner, but he wouldn't let me take a picture of it either,  but he was very proud of it and had about 8 bites.  Point was, his hair is very very short, especially at his bangs, but it's pretty cute and will grow back. He looks like a totally different kid. 

A little brag

Bobby is the best at going to sleep.  I can say this because we all know he was the WORST for the longest - and that's probably my fault (which is another post all in itself).  He was actually super good early last year, books, song, cuddle, dump him in his crib, lights out, done.  Then we went to the beach in August,  he slept in a big bed, we got home and he started climbing out of his crib. We got him a big bed, but then I had to lay down with him until he fell asleep.  Which meant I did too, especially in the first trimester.  This went on way too long and we never got better at it (sometimes 20', sometimes 90').  Then we'd had enough (by January!) and did a little sleep training.  It worked like a charm. Maybe a week or two of 5 minutes of crying or whimpering, and there was a lot of sad and pathetic "i don't want to sleep alone" "i want you to stay with me" but eventually, just lights out, see you in the morning.  Now though, he seems to be really into it. And it can be 7:30 or closer to 9 (oops) but now although he always asks for one more book, we say no, you've had them all, and he says, "go out that door" "bye" "love you too" and chipperly pulls up the covers.

Likes his warm gear that we have no use for

But not to hide our warts, he is otherwise a holy terror.  I don't know if it's the moving adjustments catching up, or Rick coming home after a month, or this cold/fever he's had on and off for a week, but we are ready to give him up for adoption.  Maybe he's just realized he's two and has free will and the power to use it.  He says no all the time, he is so difficult and pissy. He can't handle us all at once and really just picks one favorite adult and lets the others have it.  Grammy might be in for a treat when we go out of town next weekend. And if I dare get mad at him back, he puts on this fake super super nice act, trying to cheer me up and be cutesy.  No joke.  We are in trouble with this one.

Mean face. Oh yah, we chopped his hair off.

And he throws stuff a lot just for the sake of making a mess. And when he gets angry he likes to take a swing at you, which we unfortunately think is funny, but we're not messing around with that.  He is so short tempered and must have his way.  It's not easy to explain his quirky pissed off-ness, but boy when he was feeling bad from being sick, I was done with him.

"I want to beep my forehead"

When he was really sick for about 8 hours, it was really pathetic though.  But I do feel bad about that last paragraph.  Of course, he is really cute too, just not sure which moments are dominant right now. But we went to church today and he was great.  Very quiet and still.  We went up for communion and he asked "why did mommy get that?"  I said it was a long story, but he said he wanted a chip too.  And he puts his jazz hands up at the Our Father.

We are very tired

Thursday: 4am - "I need a tissue"
Friday: 5am - "I need to go wee wee"
Saturday: 1am - fell out of bed? once he was already up i think, going somewhere...
Sunday: 5am = "That man took my train"

Why?

I was putting Bobby to bed and told him Wiley and Archer were coming over tomorrow
Where are they?
They're probably in bed already
Why?
Because they're good boys
B: "Archer's not a good boy"
Me: Why not?
"Archer drew on Grammys wall and floor.  Archer didn't draw on paper"

Oh yah.  I told him he was cheeky but Archer is still a good boy.  I am consistently amazed at some of the things he pulls from his memory.  I really like watching him grow up. His vocab is impressive, but even more so is how he uses is, like a real adult "Look at those beautiful flowers."  He really does ask why to every single statement I make.  I give him about 5 answers in a row best I can, but it eventually comes down to "because" or I just change the subject.  Because he seriously never shuts up, especially in the car.  And sometimes is literally just, bah blah bah bah ba ba.

I don't know if we need more books or he's just good at telling the end, or just a bit conniving, but 2 or 3 pages before the end of every story, he asks for 'just one more' before the story is even over.  I love that he loves books, (even though I have to read to him about 4 times a day) I also love that he takes them out of my hands to look more closely at them.

Back home for now

We had as good a trip to California as we could have.  I left Sunday, Grammy brought Bobby out on Tuesday. He was excellent on the flight and connecting with no stroller etc.  Same with me on the way home.  Somehow he slept for Grammy on the plane, but our naptime was right during our layover, but he hung in there - even on the flight where we had no window in the last row next to the engine.

A nap is a nap right?

We had the tvs at our seats even on one flight, but the only thing on was about 2 hours of Spongebob on Nickelodeon so we opted for half an ipad movie and playdough.

Once we got there, he was crazy happy to see Grandma and Daddy again.  Well, mostly Grandma.  He didn't go to the funeral, but did really well at the reception with 50+ people.

There was some of this. People hung out for a long time.

Sliding down the hill, I guess he was a little bored of the party

He did great again on the 7+ hour car ride down to Orange County - somehow his first legitimate road trip,  not including the drive from Michigan which we did in the middle of the night and he slept the whole time.  We got settled at Judys and did a quick day and a half of house hunting and somehow found a place.
Out there, you can have two of the three:  nice house, nice yard, or nice neighborhood.  We chose the latter two seeing as how weather is super nice, I figure its worth having a little yard to play in and have the doors open if #2 is napping or something down the road.  All the neighborhoods were nice, but some more planned and community like with playground and parks and such.  This is one is close to the harbor and beach and now I just hope that they are real beaches like outerbanks/topsail or even Santa Barbara and not just a sliver down the hill from a cliff.

In other news, Bobby is getting really big.  Not from food, just from the passage of time I guess.  All his pants are floods, so it better be shorts season soon.  I wonder if I should get his eyes checked sometimes...

Looking at his cousins,  closely.

 This is normal right?  Easiest trip to Target ever.

So pretty

So, on said shopping trip, we got some glitter markers with plans to make easter egg cards and other lovely crafts, but this is pretty much what happened...  It was entirely his idea and execution. 

Better than me with my left hand

In other news

Little Elroy/Elroyetta is growing well, right on track, a whopping 10 ounces.  Which is depressing since I have put on a colossal 10 pounds, or more. Definitely more.

He/she has all the parts in the right places.  I love my doctor here and he's even going to give me another ultrasound in March since the baby was moving/oriented the wrong way to check the right nostril.

Foot

Upside down