Wednesday, May 29, 2013

35 weeks and all is well.

Nothing much to report. I look like I have a beach ball taped to my stomach. Will is concerned about the lack of room in Mama's lap! This baby is VERY active - Will used to stay in place and pedal his feet against my stomach wall. This baby is all over the map in terms of moving around. I'm feeling good, just big and tired.

We have our ultrasound on Monday to determine where the baby is. We're hoping that we don't get surprised by a breech baby this time, but if we do, the doc is open to using some turning techniques to get baby where he or she is supposed to be! And no - we still don't know what we're having. Here's hoping our old country dr doesn't spoil it by accident on Monday. I'm resigned that if it happens, it happens. And if it does, well, then, I'll be able to buy some fun stuff for baby to come home in. Older people who find out that we're being surprised seem to think it's awesome. People our age seem pretty surprised that we haven't found out. EVERYONE likes to weigh in on what they think I'm having based on how I'm carrying, what I've craved, etc. We'll see! Whenever we ask Will if it's a girl baby or a boy baby in Mama's tummy, he goes back and forth between the two, but he always says, "Find out in few weeks!"

Funny Will moments as of late: - We had friends and family over this weekend, and Will asked people to draw shapes on the sidewalk with the chalk. His requests ranged from squares, rectangles, and circles, to the more interesting trapezoids, hexagons, and octagons.

- Will likes to sing the ABCs nice and loud when he feels he isn't getting enough attention (or when he's trying to fight going to sleep). He also likes to sing numbers 1-10.

- His favorite things right now are wipe-off tracing books with numbers, letters, and shapes. Thank goodness Crayola makes dry-erase crayons. He also loves golf and baseball - he'd stay in the backyard all day to hit balls. Another favorite is "I Spy" books - where you have to find hidden objects.

- There is constant observation and narration going on in this house. He will go and get out a book and narrate it to himself, including telling himself, "Good reading!" and "Good job, you found it!" and "Oh look, here's another one!"

- Last night he was singing ABCs for attention from his adoring fans, so I started to sing with him, and he stopped and said, "NO MAMA SING!" then continued right on with his performance.

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

In which I start to think.

"LeFou, I'm afraid I've been thinking."
"A dangerous pastime..."
"I know."

Anytime I start thinking, that little song snippet pops into my head (Disney's "Beauty and the Beast", if you were wondering). I hit 33 weeks of pregnancy on Monday. That means less than 9 weeks till we meet our little one. Will decided to hang out in utero for 42 weeks, so I'm not getting any hopes up about having this baby early!

I sat across the table from Will today as he ate his lunch and I marveled at how big he is. How much he says. How he thinks. How he expresses himself (5 minutes later, it was in a tantrum about napping). I love to watch and listen as he makes observations about the world. Maybe it's a harkening back to my days of teaching, but seeing him make connections and solve problems is AWESOME.

But there is a flip side to that. He's definitely been testing us more and it takes time/energy/brainpower to stay on top of that. But I think one of the hardest things for me to realize is that he's growing up.

Moms of older kids might be poo-pooing that statement. "Growing up?" they might chuckle, "Why, you've hardly begun!" But I looked today at pictures of Will when he was just born - the most beautiful newborn I've ever seen (and I have the Facebook comments on his picture to prove that I'm not just a biased mom) - and I think about how that wiggly kid now walks, talks, and sings his ABCs....

So all that to say that I've been trying to treasure moments with Will whenever I can. Moments like rocking him to sleep for naps and nighttime. Moments like when he says, "Sit by my mama," when it's time to read a book. Moments when he tugs me away from washing dishes to come color (okay, I wasn't that committed to doing the dishes). Even those moments where I have to chase him and he goes limp so that it's like trying to pick up a piece of soap. Even those moments when he gets upset because he doesn't get his way. Or when I work hard to clean the house, turn around, and see a sea of toddler-caused chaos in the areas I just cleaned. These are moments I want to savor, believe it or not, because right now it's just me and my boy.

Don't get me wrong. I'll be excited when this new one comes along. I am about to go nuts trying to guess the gender! I know that we'll love this new baby and that we'll all get along. But right now is the calm before the storm, and I'm going to hold my little boy close while I can.

Speaking of holding him close, I was rocking him to sleep today for a nap. He fights SO hard when it's time to go to sleep. Today's method of sleep-fighting was saying his memory verse over and over - "Chwildwen, obey yer pawents. In the Lowd. Fow this is WIGHT." I refrained from saying that obedience would involve quiet and sleep. He got there eventually :)

Thursday, May 9, 2013

Let's try this again...

I've been completely remiss in my blogging duties. I haven't posted in almost a year. A year! So much happens in a year, especially when you have a little one in the house. As I start trying to rely less on Facebook to accomplish my duties as family recorder, I hope to pick this blogging business back up again. Here's a little update. We are currently expecting Baby #2, due at the end of June/first part of July. Will was 2 weeks late, but I'm thinking the extra work of running after a toddler might bring this one a little earlier. We chose not to find out the gender and I had to confess to Ben the other day that it was indeed driving me nuts not to know. Of course, I'm seeing all sorts of awesome gender-specific clothing at garage sales this summer. Ah well - I hope that the excitement of finding out the gender will be good motivation in the delivery room! Will just turned 2 years old (and he will definitely tell you that if you ask him - just don't ask him how old Mama and Daddy are) and he is a joy and a challenge! We love watching him learn about the world around him and hearing all the different observations he has about his surroundings. With all these new explorations comes new testing of limits and pushing of boundaries, so Mama and Daddy have to be ready to respond at a moment's notice to guide and direct. He loves to play golf, basketball, and baseball and enjoys watching those sports both live and on TV. Thomas the Train, Bob the Builder (to some extent), and coloring are his current interests - it seems as though Blue's Clues is waning but definitely still popular. Will loves to do puzzles, he knows his ABCs and numbers 1-20 (well, he skips a few numbers in the middle), and can identify all capital letters and most lowercase letters. We'll be in a store and he'll start spelling out words, so Ben and I are thinking that we won't be able to spell words around him too much longer. Will likes to eat anything and everything - and we've fed him some interesting stuff: curry, salsa, a rattlesnake-pheasant hot dog (it is Denver, after all), and all kinds of fruits. Right now we have to be careful about mentioning the words pancake, pie, cookie, or cake. He takes it as an immediate invitation to ask for those things - even if the word is just in a book we're reading! (Note to self: Hide the "If You Give A Pig A Pancake" book...) Ben is still enjoying his job. I've stopped teaching to be a full-time homemaker, and I love it. We are so blessed that I'm able to stay home with Will and be his full-time caregiver/teacher/playmate. Well, that's today's update. Hopefully it won't be another year.