Friday, March 30, 2012
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Friday, March 9, 2012
Jack is 8 months old!
And loves to play with Lincoln's stuff, like this sword:
Lincoln wasn't in the room at the time, or he would have freaked out!
Not yet being able to crawl forward!
Thursday, February 2, 2012
7 months old!
Hey! I'm really excited that it's my 7-month birthday!!
Bedtime snack nursing. He won't stay on me long enough to make my milk let down--pulls off & cries over and over and over. It's a nightmare. I've taken to pumping to get milk flowing and then nursing him. It is exhausting.
Being sick. Jackson is still getting over his THIRD cold. Come on! He's not even a year old yet!!
Having his nose wiped/sucked. Both are 2-people jobs, the little monkey.
7-month likes
Lincoln, Lincoln, Lincoln!!
(except when he knocks Jack over or takes his toys away)
Llama, Llama, Llama!!
Eating. Almost anything and everything.
He doesn't care for the texture of meat, especially turkey,
but will eat it when I mix it with veggies.
Baby Mum Mums: Biting Mommy while nursing
(Mommy is NOT a fan of this)
Taking longer (1.5-2 hour) afternoon naps. YES!!
Cutting out evening cat nap and going to bed a smidge earlier
Wearing 9 month clothes
Splashing in the bath & squealing!
Smiling like mad
On to month 8! I cannot believe Jack is getting so old so fast! I can't think about it or I'll cry.
Come on, springtime!!
Christmas. Better late than never!
We were supposed to go to St. Louis for Christmas over New Year's, but both boys were getting over colds and mind was still lingering so we didn't make it. :(
Here are a few photos.
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Lincoln is 3!
Lincoln had a birthday party on Sunday the 22nd with mostly family and had a great time. We are so blessed with such loving and generous people in our lives!
and Lincoln adored it!
Which he didn't want his picture taken with once we actually got there. Of course.
The mall was mostly deserted, which was great, so we walked around some after we ate and let Lincoln play in the kids' playplace. We don't usually get a chance to because it's so crowded with kids snotting everywhere, but that night Link was the only kid playing. Woo hoo!
He also got to sit on the riding lawn mowers at Sears, another of his favorite places.
Unfortunately, he started getting a cold Saturday evening after getting back from Monett (we had gone down for the day to help with the cake), was worse Sunday and absolutely miserable on Monday. What a way to spend your birthday! He still had a good time running all over the mall. It take a lot to slow this kid down!
-is super happy, super friendly and has good manners (most of the time).
Monday, January 9, 2012
6 months old!
solids, and when he's finished the solids and sees us take
Monday, December 12, 2011
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Pain
Maybe it's because just a couple of months ago I plunged my hand into just-boiled water (forgetting it hadn't cooled yet) to grab a spoon and I remember VIVIDLY the ensuing half an hour of pain, crying and thinking I might just die that I felt Lincoln's pain so keenly. Maybe it's because I'm super-sensitive and emotional anyway. Maybe it's because I'm a mom, and I probably love my boys so much that my heart aches every day that I have to be at work away from them.
Regardless of the reason, it was all I could do to keep from freaking out as well. I didn't--I stayed stoic and as calm as possible, trying to sooth him and get him to calm down enough to be coherent. It seemed like he wailed forever, but he eventually calmed down and was able to eat, although he had a difficult time eating left-handed while keeping his right hand in a bowl of cold water!
He would occasionally start wailing again when burning in his finger flared , but would calm down after I hugged and kissed on him for a few minutes. It was after supper, when he thought about taking his finger out of the water so George could bandage it that he really melted down.
Eventually we got the bandaging done (it involved bribery with a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup) and even more hugs and Link determined he wasn't going to die, but would, in fact, be OK. Even after both boys were in bed, I didn't have a meltdown--I wanted to, but who has the time when there are eight thousand other things to be done???
But oh, my gosh. I feel Lincoln's pain so keenly that I can't imagine how I can go through years and years of watching my boys hurt, physically and emotionally. I'm just not strong enough for that! I've managed to get pretty stoic about my own pain, but theirs? It cuts me more than anything else in the world. I'm not sure I have the strengh to watch them get hurt, make mistakes, fall down and screw up over and over in the coming years; I'm just not that strong.
It was an exhausting, emotional night, and that was just a little burn on one finger! Imagine if it had been something worse...except, no, I can't start imagining worse because I WILL break down. All of the dangers, problems, temptations and evil in the world make my head spin, and if I think about it, Lincoln and Jackson will never leave the house!
Miss Kathy, my old Sunday School teacher, commented on Facebook that God starts mothers out comforting and healing the little hurts to ease us in to comforting the healing the bigger hurts that are down the road. She is so wise, and that totally makes sense.
Still. I'm not sure I can handle the big hurts.
Are you listening, God? Charmed, safe, full lives for my children, would be GREAT.
I know this is every mother's prayer. I know every mother hurts almost beyond words when her children hurt. I know my love for the boys is not in any way unique. It's just that this is the first time I've really experienced such major pain in one of my kids (colds and skinned knees don't have the same effect!). Lincoln is fine--he is already recovering and will be fascinated when the blister falls off. He'll forget about it completely in a few months, although let's hope he doesn't forget the lesson of never touching a hot surface.
But learning lessons is painful, and I never realized how painful it would be for me as well as my boys.
Still, I wouldn't trade being a mommy for anything.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
5 months old!
He weighs about 16 pounds, according to the "weigh myself, then stand
on the scale holding Jack and subtract the two numbers" method.
WHY won't this child sleep???? After sleeping 8:30 PM-4:30 AM by around 2 months, and then 8 PM-7 AM at 3 months, WHY are we back to waking every few hours at night? Why, why?
I'm not feeding him in the night; I'm not about to go backwards, and plus he doesn't need it. But he wakes up every few hours and has to have the pacifier to go back to sleep. He's still swaddled, so I thought maybe he wanted to be unswaddled to suck on his fists. Well, one arm out makes no difference, and unswaddled completely is just a nightmare.
I moved the swing up to his room, but it doesn't help him stay asleep for naps, so I haven't even tried it at night. I. AM. EXHAUSTED. Because guess who it is who gets up every few hours when Jack cries to stick the paci back in his mouth? IT AIN'T GEORGE!
Jack's naps have been short (30-45 minutes) since I stopped putting him in the swing to nap around 1.5 months. So really, we have 2 sleep problems: night and naps.
Teething is having an effect, I know, because the poor kid gnaws my finger off and chews on anything he can find. Plus he's a waterfall of drool every second of every day. No sign of teeth yet. PLEASE, God, let the teeth break through!
I'm going to start Jack on cereal this weekend and am praying that it helps him sleep. Again, PLEASE God!
It's hard to get a decent picture of Lincoln and Jackson together--this is usually what we end up with. :)
