Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Not too much going on around here lately.  We've been having a lot of stay-in-your-pj's-all-day-long types of days lately.  I'm trying to figure out this whole "having a newborn baby" thing out.  Oh, and the breastfeeding thing.  As soon as I typed the words that nursing him has been going pretty good in my last post, we took a drastic downward spiral.  After seeing a lactation consultant last week, I think we're headed in a better direction, but man, it's definitely a lot harder than I thought it would be.  Sam and I spend A LOT of time together in the nursery.  We put the same ipod we used to listen to when Poppy came home in Sam's room and I listen to it every night while I nurse him.  We haven't updated it since Poppy has been home, so I listen to a lot of the same music that I listened to over and over and over when I used to struggle with getting Poppy to sleep.  We have a couple different "Rockabye Baby" albums on there and Coldplay is the one I listened to the most with Poppy, so when I've been listening to it now with Sam it is bringing back such intense memories of Poppy's first couple of months in our lives.  I can close my eyes and see the exact little onesie that she was wearing, I can remember the smell of the Korean formula she used to drink, I can see the box of tissues that were always on hand (to wipe away both of our tears).  And I can remember saying the lyrics in my head whenever "The Scientist" song came on, the part that says "No one said it would be easy.  No one ever said it would be this hard." and I would be thinking to myself how true that was for me at that moment.  And now with having Sam, the same lyrics are ringing just as true for me.  It's hard, but in a much different way.  With Poppy, it was soooo emotional.  Emotionally and physically draining.  With Sam, it's exhausting.  Even though he is actually a really good sleeper at night and I usually only need to get up once to nurse him, I'm still exhausted.  It's more exhausting to try to figure out what his different cries mean, whether or not he's gassy, maybe it's because of something I ate (like figuring out the hard way that having curry veggie burgers while you're nursing isn't a good idea), etc.  But no matter how exhausting or emotionally draining either of these experiences have been, there isn't anything I would trade in the world for a minute spent with Sam or Poppy.  And no matter how exhausted I am, I always know that I'm the luckiest mama in the world.

And we're getting there, for every bad day, we usually have a couple of good days...

This is Poppy's "picnic" in her bedroom.  We took her rocking chair and put it in Sam's room, even though that was the one thing she has always said she didn't want to share with him.  So while we were preparing to remove the rocker, I began stocking up on tons of pillows and a few cute blankets and on the day of the big rocker removal, we created this little reading nook covered in pillows.  She took one look at it, dove right into it with a pile of books, and it's been hard to get her to come out of it.  She calls it her "picnic" and she could literally spend all day longing reading with her stuffed animals there.  (and she never once asked or complained about her missing rocking chair)

Every once in a while, I'll find these 2 trying to catch a snooze in the picnic.  :)


We did manage to get out of the house last week to go peach picking.  Poppy loves the fact that peaches hang so low off the tree that she can pick them herself.

And I found out the hard way that having baskets and baskets of peaches that need to be washed and peeled and frozen or canned, and a newborn and a 3 year old to take care of at the same time, is not a good idea. :(

Poppy loves playing "This little piggy" with Sam.

And Lola's been feeling a little left out lately, so she wanted in on the action too.


And I'll leave you with a few silly things Poppy has said recently-

Yesterday afternoon she was playing when she heard Sam wake up from his nap and start to cry.  She grabbed my hand and said, "Mom!  Sam is crying, we have to save him!  Do you hear it?!  Follow that sound!  That poor little guy."  (I think she's been watching a little too much Dora lately)

And then today during lunch she was doing something funny and I asked her how she got to be such a silly goose.  Her answer was "Well mom, someone must have learned me how to be silly.  That's how!"

Speaking of learning, we have Poppy's first teacher conference next week, and then the first week of September will be her first day of SCHOOL!  I'm still not sure if she's more excited or nervous.  We'll see!

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Last Saturday, Marc and Poppy packed up the car and met their cousins to go camping for the day.  This is the same place we all went camping last year and we're looking forward to being able to go as a family of 4 together next year.  Anyways, as you can see from the following pictures, Poppy had a blast and I'm so glad she was able to go for the day.

[caption id="attachment_1799" align="aligncenter" width="717" caption="Getting ready to go on a river walk with Tucker."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_1801" align="aligncenter" width="717" caption=""Taking a nap" with Carter and Tucker."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_1802" align="aligncenter" width="717" caption="Making s'mores with Amelia. Mmmmm!"][/caption]

Both Marc and Poppy had such a great time.  Poppy has been making pretend campfires all over the house and pretending to roast marshmallows, while she warns me to not get too close to the fire because it's hot.


And now onto this character, Sam.  He's doing really good.  Night time is slowly getting a little bit easier.  Marc went back to work last week and being home with a newborn and a 3 year old by myself has been, interesting.  Luckily for me, Poppy is doing such a great job being a big sister and she really does help me out all day and is super patient with the fact that most of my day is spent nursing Sammy-boy.

And I'm pretty sure Poppy and Sam are conspiring against me during naptime.  Lately, as soon as I put Poppy down for her nap, Sam needs to nurse.  As soon as he's done, I go to check on Poppy who is usually still not sleeping.  I go in and tell her to go to sleep, Sam starts crying so I go and rock him until he settles down, go check on Poppy who is hopefully sleeping by then, Sam starts crying, as soon as I get him to sleep, Poppy is up asking where her snack is.  Don't they understand that I'm the one who really needs the nap?!

Nursing has been going pretty well, other than the fact that Sam is what we call a "lazy nurser".  He falls asleep as soon as he sees my boob.  And I have to continue to wake him up the entire hour it takes him to nurse.  But the faces he makes while he is nursing makes it all worth it...

[caption id="attachment_1803" align="aligncenter" width="717" caption="Just look at that face. I could stare at it all day. In fact, I do."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_1804" align="aligncenter" width="717" caption="This is his way of saying "I'm done mom! I can't do it anymore! I'm just too tired.""][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_1805" align="aligncenter" width="717" caption="Zzzzzzz."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_1806" align="aligncenter" width="717" caption="He looks so content."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_1807" align="aligncenter" width="717" caption="Until he realizes that he forgot to finish eating."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_1808" align="aligncenter" width="717" caption="Now that's a happy baby."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_1810" align="aligncenter" width="717" caption="Chillin' with his daddy."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_1811" align="aligncenter" width="477" caption="Napping with his daddy."][/caption]

Does that napping picture look familiar to anyone?  Remember this one from the first few months that Poppy was home?

I'm getting all emotional just looking at that picture.  Just when I thought I was gaining back control of my hormones.

We gave Sam his first bath the other night.  He was screaming most of the time that we were washing him, but was silent and had a look of bliss whenever we showered him with water.

[caption id="attachment_1812" align="aligncenter" width="717" caption="Tubby time!"][/caption]

This next pic is from last night.  Marc and I are slowly figuring out a few interesting tricks to settle him down when he starts fussing.  Seconds before I took this picture he was screaming.  The only thing I did was gently brushed his hair with a baby brush.  It was instant silence and then he pulled his hands together like that and fell asleep.  My silly little boy.

And notice the baby rat in the background?  It's a gift from his big sis.  And you might be wondering about the color of his crib that is also in the background.  Well, the nursery is finished, and I absolutely love it.  Except for a few things that I didn't measure correctly and need to be exchanged (like a giant light fixture and the world's largest dresser).  And we don't have any artwork on the walls yet either.  So once all the final details are done, I'll post pics!

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