Sunday, November 01, 2009

Happy Halloween

Maybe next year halloween will be exciting for Caden. He is not a kid that likes to dress up. He likes to play doctor but will not put on the doctor jacket. And the idea of wearing costumes is a no go. We finally convinced him to put one on by pretending it was doggie blankie (his most beloved stuffed animal a dalmation doggie).

However after one house, trick or treating was done. He didn't like to go up to other people's houses, even though it was houses of people we knew... And there are other kids in costumes.... And they are SCARY... And we have all that candy at home! Let's go get it Momma!! I want to go back to my house to trick or treat.

So here are a few pictures that I was able to get. The first three are from playing in the leaves last weekend.























































I think Kara will be much more adventurous. She loved the leaves and watching all the kids in costumes!























































Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Cadenism's

Here are some conversations and words I want to remember in future years!

At the swimming pool change room after a particular rambunctious swim for Caden

Caden: looks around at the other children getting dressed "that was a fun swimming lesson, don't ya think?

At the grocery store when we pass an area that someone has recently passed gas in

Caden: I smell something
Me: What do you smell Caden?
Caden: I don't know.... smells like you Mommy.

One night as he popped out of his room at 11:30 and Rick and I were still up watching TV

Caden: What you doing guys? Something fun?


Me: Caden don't stretch Kara's barrette like that you are going to break it
Caden: Continues to stretch the springs until it falls apart "Uh-Oh it broke"
Me: Caden, Mommy asked you not to do that and now it's broken and I can't fix it
Caden: Ummm... I think baby Kara needs a new barrette Mommy
Me: That's a good idea Caden, maybe we should buy her one with some of the money from your piggy bank
Caden: Not MY piggy bank Mommy, it's Baby Kara's barrette!

This kid cracks me up! And there are still some words that he mispronounces that I want to remember

Umbrella -- um-ber-ella
Einsteins - oun-steins
Yellow -- Lellow - although I am not sure why... he makes the Y sound just fine for words like Yak and Yankie Doodle


Oh and my new personal favorite from last night.

Caden: Mommy... Baby Kara is asleep
Me: Yes, she has finished drinking her milk and fell asleep didn't she. Should I put her in her bed.
Caden: Yes, and how about you cuddle me to sleep too.
Me: Ok

So we put Kara to bed and go cuddle in the spare room bed (Caden's bed is a toddler and I can't lie in it) We are in his favorite cuddle position, him with his back to my chest, my arms tightly around his belly and his head tilted back and uncomfortably pushed against my nose, when he suddenly flips over, puts a hand on each of my cheeks and says "I am glad you are so here Momma". I say "I'm so glad you are here too baby" I really, really am.... he has no idea!


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Thursday, October 22, 2009

Transformation

It's 5:30 in the morning and I awake with painfully full breasts. I listen to the monitor but there are only the sounds of deeply sleeping breaths. I go to the washroom... maybe if I pee I will be able to go back to sleep. Nope... I need to feed her.

I walk into her room. She wakes as soon as her door creaks. She smiles up at me.. she always smiles up at me... it melts my heart, just as it always does.

She latches on and it's sweet relief. I love nursing my baby. I love to watch her nurse and listen to all the little contented sounds she makes. I love the way her eyes rarely leave mine until they are so heavy she can't keep them open anymore. I love how when her belly is full she let's go and snuggles her cheek into my breast. I love the fact that often at night we both fall asleep that way and I wake up some time later and put her back in her bed and go to mine.

Tonight I am very alert. I should be, she has been asleep since 7:15.... I have been asleep since 9:30. I drink in the way she smells. I watch her and my heart melts more. Who could imagine I could feel this kind of love twice. I was unsure that I would be able to love her the same as my son, turns out your world can revolve around two kids in the same way.

As she's drinking she smiles up at me. She's so happy I think. And I start talking to God. Thank you for blessing me with two such wonderful children. Thank you for allowing me to experience motherhood. I am a good Mommy but more importantly for me I love having the opportunity to stay home with my children.

When she's finished, she's wide awake. After all, she's slept for just over 10 hours. In hushed voices we talk and sing and smile at each other. And while I am staring at her, my heart bursting with love, I realize that I feel differently than I have in a long time. It's not happiness... I have been happy lots and it's not contentedness... although I am truly content. It's more than that... it's something that's been missing.

Peace. I feel peaceful. I haven't felt peaceful since Karen's accident. All those years I prayed for a baby. All those years I was angry that those prayers weren't answered. Turns out, I needed these children to come exactly when they did. They were sent now for a reason. Turns out my prayers were answered... the answer was yes, but when you need them most.

I miss my sister like crazy. I talk to her all the time. But I believe I have an eternity to spend with her after this life. So I want to make the most of this life while I can. It's why I have decided not to have more children. I would love to have another.. in an ideal world I would have at least one more.... but I have two healthy children. Two beautiful precious children who need their mommy. With the brain tumour, it is simply to risky now to get pregnant again. I have too much to lose. They have too much to lose. Suddenly I realize that this too is a decision I am at peace with. When did that happen?

I put the baby back in her bed where she's sighs contentedly (she loves her bed). I go to my bed where my son has been sleeping with us. I move him back to the middle and lay next to him and cuddle him tight. I lean forward and kiss his little blond head and wonder when he got so big. Why time seems to be on turbo speed when you are finally at the point where you would like it to drag on and on. I drink in his smell and I think... I am so lucky. I cuddle him tight and go back to sleep.

I have two children. Even as I type that it amazes me. I never thought I would get here. And after Karen's accident, I never thought I would feel this contented and peaceful. I am awed by the miraculous transformation of my life.

I am ready to be a Mommy blogger. In the next little while I will change the look of things around here and have it reflect my chaotic, crazy beloved life. And then I will start posting regularly again. Because I can. Because my children make me laugh and cry on a daily basis. Because this is what I have always wanted and so it is time to celebrate it. Because this kind of love and joy deserves to be shared.

Monday, August 17, 2009

My son the wonder kid

I think my son is the most amazing barely 2 year old I know. Of course I do... what kind of mother would I be if I didn't. It's been a while since I updated you all on his development.

At his 2 year check up he was 34 inches and 28 lbs. If I remember correctly that translated into 75th percentile for his height and 50th for his weight.

He is soooo... shy. It takes him 10-15 minutes to warm up to an adult that comes into our house (longer if we meet them outside his "turf") and even longer for a child. And he is a quiet, mild mannered little boy and doesn't like loud, boisterous children. Which has just now gotten embarrasing and he learns to talk so well and can voice his dislike. One of my best friends has a sweet little boy C's age. However, although he is a kind, sensitive little boy, he is loud and in your face with enthusiasm. C has decided he doesn't like him and will say No No No as we walk up to his door. Last visit, when his Mom answered the door, C said quite politely to her "I no come in, I no like son's name"

He is very polite. He almost always remembers to say please when asking for something (and only needs to be reminded if he forgets) and thank you when he receives something. He says excuse me when he burps, or passes gas, or sneezes (which by the way he thinks is hilarious) and bless you when someone else sneezes. When you do something he likes it is adorable to hear over and over in this cute little toddler boy voice "Again please"

He is one incredibly active child. He loves to climb and will climb almost anything if you will let him or if you are not looking. He took all of about 1 day to master the rock wall on his new playset that stated an age of 5. He will climb on the furniture, into and out of the van, up "ramps" and he tries to climb trees but really just ends up hugging them for a long time.

He also loves to jump. His favorite place to jump of course is on the bed but has been known to jump on the couch and my recliner chairs despite being told that he is not allowed to do so.

He loves to go for walks although much prefers to walk these days than go in his stroller much to my chagrin. While I enjoy walking with him sometimes, I really like using our walks as exercise and he cannot and will not (too busy exploring) walk fast enough for me to get a work out. While walking, he really likes to 1) walk on the "balance beam" which is really the curb 2) go on the curb on the inside of parked cars while I go on the outside of the cars and he asks "Where did Caden go Momma?"

He loves to go in his swing and you cannot push him high enough in his opinion. When the swing bounces because it has gone so high the straps have slackened he says excitedly "Good job Mamma, push me bigger again!"

He loves sports. Golf and soccer seem to be his favorite but he also loves to hit the baseball on his little T-ball and throw the foot ball. He used to adore basket ball but seems to be off that for now.

More than anything else he loves to throw rocks and sticks into the water and a walk to the neighbourhood park with a little stream is a real delight.

He has just started playing independantly (thank Goodness) and loves to play with his trains and his cars. He also loves to put together puzzles and is quite good at doing them on his own.

His favorite thing to do on his own or with me is still to read books. Now, while I am nursing baby K, we often sit in the recliner chair in her nursery and he climbs on the foot stool part and we read loads of stories. The simpler stories which had been put aside for the last while are now making a comeback as he loves to "read" them to me. He will climb into the chair in his room and read books for 30 minutes or more on his own (of course then, there are a dozen books on his floor because he is not so good at putting them back on the book shelf).

And his speech. It is incredible. He has been talking in complicated sentences and carrying on conversations since before his 2nd birthday. There are so many words that he used to mispronounce that I just loved, and now that he is saying them correctly, I forget how adorably he used to say them. The only one I can remember off hand is pic cooter for computer.

Here are a few of my favorite recent Cadenism's

1. Wake up in the morning and smile and say "hello Momma, what we going to do today" Or wake up from a nap and say "I had a good sleep Momma, what we going to do next"

2. If I look grumpy he says "What's wrong Momma, why you not laughing?"

3. He hides his spoon in the pocket of his bib and then asks where his spoon is. When you say you don't know he proceeds to ask you if it is in various locations.

4. Rick and toddler C were in the drive through line up for Swiss C to get take out for dinner. When they arrived in the line up toddler C asked what they were doing and Rick told him they were picking up supper. After waiting a few minutes C asked "Are we stuck Dadda?"

5. After a visit to the zoo in which we got to watch elephants parade to a lake to swim, C said to me one day on his changing table "How do the elephants get to the swimming pool Momma," I replied, I don't know, and he said "they hold tails and trunks and that was sooo... funny" and then cracked up laughing.

6. One Saturday morning, Rick said to C "Daddy has to go to work to pick up something he forgot, how about you go with me and we will go to Tim Hortons for breakfast" to which C replied, "Oh yes, that sounds like fun, and what will we do next" Rick laughed and said I don't know, to which C replied "that's ok Dadda, you'll think of something"

If he likes something we have proposed to do he will say "that's a great idea" or "yes, that sounds like fun" If he doesn't like it, he will simply say "No, I no like that" and he is 2 after all, so usually he promptly has a temper tantrum when you tell him he has to do it anyway.

A couple of weeks ago I took him to see T the tank engine, live and in person. We got to go for a ride and get our pictures taken and he saw Sir Topham H. He was very excited and on the way home in the van he said "You know what Momma" I said "what" and he said "that was a very fun day, I love you Momma" Melts my heart every time I think about.

I thought I didn't want him to grow up and yet every time he leaves one stage and I am about to mourn I find that I simply adore the new stage.

He is my saviour. The funny things he says and does cracks me up on a daily basis and it is true that laughter is the best medicine. He is my beautiful amazing C and I love him so much. Here are some of my favorite summer pictures.


































A new sling

I am looking for suggestions for a new sling.

I bought a hot-sling while I was still pregnant and it worked fabulous for the first 4 weeks. I probably should not have bought it while I was pregnant because it meant I could not try it on (the big ass belly was temporary after all). I think I bought it too small, although I followed their sizing guide. In the first few weeks baby K fit in the cradle hold lovely and fell right to sleep every time I wore her. No small feat since this girl rarely sleeps during the day. However, now she doesn't fit in the sling. I know she has gotten bigger but my guess is that I bought the sling too small and didn't account for my new nursing breast size.

So... I am going to have to buy a new sling since the only way this kid sleeps more than 20 minutes at a time during the day is if I don't put her down. I have a Snuggl..y, which she is asleep in right now but the sling was more comfortable for me and if I am going to wear her the majority of the day I would like it to be comfortable.

So tell me.. did you have a sling and if so did you love it and at what age did it seem to work best for you? I hope you are all very opinionated on slings because I will want to buy a new one fairly quickly and I don't want to buy blind again.

Want gratuitous children photo's...? Of course you do, if you are still reading this blog you are clearly reading it for the babes!
















































Thursday, July 30, 2009

Yes I had a baby even though no one has seen her

I do apologize for the length of time between little Kara's birth and my posting of her. My parents were here and they still don't know about this blog. And since the previous computer room is now a little girl's nursery, the computer is completely out in the open in the living room. Doesn't make for a whole lot of privacy.

So, Kara Riley was born on July 3, 2009 weighing exactly 7 lbs. She had a shocking head of dark hair (especially shocking given that her brother was bald until he was at least 15 months old).

Here she is the day she was born.





















And here is the two of us having some cuddle time in the hospital
















I thought breastfeeding was going great in the hospital, Kara only went down to 6 lbs 13 oz and my milk was in like gang busters. Unfortunately a couple days at home and I was howling in pain every time I fed her. Turns out the little princes has a higher arched palette and my nipple was getting sucked up there and re-shaped. I was cracked and bruised and tortured. However a few days with a breastfeeding clinic and 4 days with a nipple shield and we were both ready to go again. Since then feeding has been great!

So great that today, 1 day before she turns 1 month old, Kara is already weight 8 lbs 15 oz.

Here is a more recent picture






















Caden adores her, although he is still adjusting to not having all my time. Mostly though, he takes that out on me. With her he is so gentle and loving and always wants to "take her" or touch her. And every morning when he wakes up he insists on cuddle time with his little sister.

Here is my favorite cuddle time picture.
















I must admit that between trying to find active time for my busy little boy and breastfeeding a little girl, who will sleep decently at night but during the day wants to be fed or comforted always is a challenge and by dinner time I am pretty damn exhausted.

I am looking forward to a couple months from now when there is some routine. There will be some routine again .... right?

Thursday, July 02, 2009

Baby Kara's imminent arrival!

We are scheduled for a C-section tomorrow morning at 8:00. Hopefully by this time tomorrow we will be all back in a private room (first come first serve, so I can only hope) and breastfeeding will have been successfully started!

Wish me luck!