Archive for April, 2017

2017
29
Apr
21:04

milk, please

   Posted by: arcanai    in the sequel

the sequel signed “milk” for the first time tonight. and then, he turned around and made his first sentence by signing “milk please”. i am so proud of my sweet baby boy. he’s really starting to come out of his shell. he’s “talking” more and he mimics laughter. he’s crawling all over the house, pulling up on everything within reach, and even turning loose to try to stand on his own.

2017
28
Apr
20:52

it’s a start

   Posted by: arcanai    in the turkey

the turkey didn’t want to put a diaper back on when he got up and got dressed this morning so we decided to let him do n3kk!d time. he wound up spending the entire morning diaperless and didn’t have any real accidents. the only issue we ran into was a reluctance to p00p in the potty, which i didn’t fully understand since he’s done that a few times in the past but he just wasn’t having it this morning. this meant that he needed to go but when he realized he had to sit on the potty for it, he’d sit there and read books and hold it. naturally, when he got a diaper on for nap time, he wasn’t laying down 15 minutes before he was calling us to come change him. all in all, though, i felt like it was a wildly successful half day of pre-potty training… especially since we’ve really never tried to push the topic at all.

2017
26
Apr
22:39

the worst part of parenting

   Posted by: arcanai    in prayers needed

…is the lack of sick days. seriously, where’s the union rep when you need them?

hubby and i took turns being sick all night last night. i wasn’t able to keep anything down from 21:00 last night until about 16:30 this afternoon.

and do you know that these kids still expected us to take care of them all day?!

so, yeh, nursing a baby while being unable to hold down water equals complete dehydration. i’ve never in my life been that dehydrated… when i pinched the back of my hand, the skin stood straight up and stayed until i flexed my hand again. i barely had the energy to walk through the house; i definitely couldn’t pick the sequel up and carry him. i ended up nursing him on the floor in front of his crib all day. the turkey did great, all things considered. he was thrilled to be dumped in front of the tv all morning. that’s a huge treat for him and it bought us a couple of hours of quiet. tomorrow has to be a better day. now i’m just praying that the boys are able to miraculously avoid catching this horribly, nasty little bug.

2017
5
Apr
20:18

Praying

   Posted by: arcanai    in the turkey

Our nightly routine is to pray together as a family and then we split the boys to their respective rooms for bedtime stories and songs. Sometimes I say the prayer but usually it’s hubby. Tonight, as we gathered together, the turkey started in on a prayer of his own for the first time. “Jesus, please watch over the sequel, the turkey, mommy, and daddy. I love you Jesus. Amen.” And just like that, an exhausting and stressful day turned into a beautiful and uplifting evening.

2017
4
Apr
10:57

The other mommy

   Posted by: arcanai    in the turkey

We finally found someone to come in and help out with the kids a few hours a day while we’re working. It’s been about a month and she’s been wonderful. This morning, however, the turkey ripped my heart out with a wooden spoon when he said “my other mommy is miss nanny.” I nearly cried. Maybe I need to quit my job after all :-(

2017
2
Apr
23:17

Sitter and baby’s breath

   Posted by: arcanai    in the sequel

The sequel sat up by himself today. I missed it in the 30 seconds I had walked out of the room but he was quick to oblige with an immediate encore for the camera. I am constantly amazed and saddened by just how fast he’s growing. I guess it’s a second child thing where he’s just in a huge rush to catch up with his brother. 

Tonight, he woke up after his dream feed which is pretty rare. I kept trying to lay his head back down on my shoulder but he kept getting right in my face. It took me a couple minutes to realize he was trying to line himself up to breathe in my breath. I know the turkey used to relax when something smelled like me but I don’t remember him doing that. It was incredibly sweet and I had a tough time putting him back down and leaving his room.

Every time i realize i won’t ever have these “baby” moments again, my heart hurts.