Monday, July 30, 2007

Rockin & Rolling!!!

As I type this I still can't believe it happened! At 2 1/2 months old Wyatt rolled over this morning. At first I thought it was a fluke. He was doing a little tummy time on the floor, I looked away and when I looked back he was on his tummy! I could hardly believe it, so I put him back on his tummy and he rolled again!!!! He did this a total of 4 times. I'm so amazed because Evelyn didn't do this till she was 5 1/2 months old. It's so amazing to me that their development is this different. I wonder if this means he'll be earlier to crawl and walk? It will be fun to see.

On a negative development side, Evelyn learned how to turn door knobs this morning. This means nearly all rooms are now at her finger tips. Looks like we'll have to buy some "baby-proof" door knob covers!

Sunday, July 29, 2007

The circle of Life

I found out this evening that my great aunt Corrine died this morning; she was 92. I can't say that I was close to her, but I have fond memories of visiting her and her husband Walt when I was a child. Although any death is a loss, living 92 years is quite an accomplishment. Do you ever notice when someone you know dies, it makes you evaluate your life? I like to think it's God's little way of telling us, "Hey, pay attention!!!".

When I think of myself in my final breaths of life I would like to have no regrets. I would like to think that I lived and treated humanity kindly. I hope that there are those I love surrounding me and celebrating the life that I lived. (Of course I also hope that it is quite a few years down the road!)

In thinking of death, I also think of new life. Every day someone dies and is mourned, but also there is life. A new baby takes his or her first breaths and the miracle of life starts all over again. Seems ironic doesn't it, but it is all part of God's plan for us.

Goodbye Corrine.

Friday, July 27, 2007

The Dog Days of Summer























With the temps in the 90's this past week, we invited some friends over for a pool party yesterday. It was so much fun to see the girls all playing together. Their mom Amy asked me if she thought that Evelyn and Soledad would turn out to be good friends if we continue to live in close proximity. I think it would be wonderful if they do.

Friendships that start out early in life are different from those that start later. The early ones are more like a sibling in nature because you both grow up together. Sharing the torments and treasures of childhood/adolescent years and if you ever run out of things to talk about, you can always laugh about the past.


My "best friend" (do we still call them that in our 30s?) lives in CT. We've know each other since the 4th grade. We rode the bus together in elementary school, wore the same clothes in junior high, dyed our hair blue together in high school. Luckily we never had the same taste in boys. We don't talk on the phone as often as we should, but our conversations are deep and true. We're both mothers now, so there's an added dimension to our relationship and less time to talk, but she's still my "best friend". Love you Kellie!

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Guilty Pleasures

After I wrote my coffee post I started thinking about the simple things in life that give me pleasure. The older I get the more simple my guilty pleasures become. I wonder if that's because my view on life changes? Here's a few of mine:

A cup of hot coffee
The time to visit a favorite store
Finding a good book at the library
7:30pm - when both kids go to bed
A trip to the farmers market
An unexpected hug/kiss or smile from the kids
When Neil buys me a bottle of wine or beer he thinks I'd like
New running shoes
Looking through my scrapbooks
An hour to BS on the phone with a friend
Digging in the garden
An unexpected gift or card from a friend or relative
A delicious meal cooked by someone else
Cool mornings/evening and warm days
Freshly laundered sheets or towels

Everything seems better when you put a smile on your face. Sounds corny, but when I'm having a bad day or moment, I like to think of the next guilty pleasure I'll enjoy and it always helps ground me.

Friday, July 20, 2007

Coffee De-javu???

After my below post about coffee I find a care package on my door step and there's a bag of Dunkin Donuts French Vanilla coffee!!!! How often does something like that happen???

Love you Ryan & Erin!!!!!

April loves Coffee




It's offical...I'm addicted to Coffee. It's the first thing I think of when I wake up in the morning and it always puts a smile on my face. I actually would rather enjoy a cup of hot coffee before the kids wake up rather than a few extra minutes of shut eye. My favorite brand/type is Dunkin Donuts,/French Vanilla I drink it with a shot of whole milk and a nice round scoop of sugar.
Here's the bad news....I'm currently out! My mom brings it to me when she visits from Connecticut. Only 5 more weeks till I see her and I see more Dunkin Donuts coffee. (I'm counting down the days). For now I'm making do with some other brand. Ahhh...I can't wait to get that coffee.... just thinking about it makes salivate.
Speaking of coffee, I enjoyed a wonderful iced coffee at Java Train in St. Paul a few weeks ago. It was the best one I'd every had. I'd highly recommend a visit!

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Ode to Mr. Noodle on Sesame Street


Evelyn loves Mr. Noodle and his brother Mr. Noodle on Sesame street. We dedicate this picture to the both of them! (I just hope she doesn't start sticking anything small up her nose)

Monday, July 16, 2007

Does not going to church = bad Christian???

I'm not quite sure why I hold this double standard for myself. I don't feel other non-regular-church-goers are bad Christians, so why do I feel that way for myself? I feel bad that I've only taken Wyatt to church once since he's been born. I feel bad that the last time I took Evelyn to church was on Easter. Most of the time it's just easier to go by myself if I can. Evelyn squirms, talks, wants to run away....you know the normal toddler behavior when you want them to sit still. I feel like I don't get much out of mass when she's along because I'm too busy trying to keep her happy/quiet and not disturbing the people around us. I remember before having kids being distracted during mass by a child nearby and thinking to myself that I wouldn't take my kids to church until they could sit still for an hour. Lofty expectation for a child of any age? Yes.

I just feel like the past two months I've been so wrapped up in trying to achieve status-quo in our household that I've forgotten about my relationship with God. Last night I realized I hadn't even thanked him for giving us Wyatt. So I've decided that if I can't swing getting to church on a regular basis in this point in my life, I can at least make a quite "date" with God to have a conversation once a week.

Thursday, July 12, 2007

Time-out for Mommy

I'm beginning to realize how important it is to schedule some "time-out" for myself. My work load is twice as much as I'm use to and by the end of the day I'm usually mentally exhausted. It's funny because when I invite someone and their kid(s) over for play dates, it's usually also a break for me to get to talk to another mom. As a stay at home mom or a working mom, it's essential to have a network of other moms to relate to. It gives us time to talk about our mommy concerns, vent about our frustrations, and shoot the breeze about whats going on in our lives. My "Mommy Network" helps keep me sane and from torturing myself with guilt.

I realize no matter what our circumstances in life, all of us moms feel guilty about something. My other mom friends that work feel guilty about sending their kids to daycare. Some stay at home moms feel guilty about snapping at their kids when everyone having a bad day. (Right now I feel guilty about disciplining Evelyn so much) And almost all moms are wondering if their doing "the right thing" be it discipline, feeding, scheduling, etc... We're all just trying to do the best that we can and the guilt we feel shows how dedicated we are to our children. I guess guilt = love?

My friend Jen borrowed me the book, "Mommy's Locked in the Bathroom", by Cynthia Sumner and it's been a really good read. I've found myself laughing out loud at some of the authors experiences. For me I guess it all comes down to humor. Be it a good-bad day or a bad-good day, if I can try to find some humor through out the day it sure does help. Our kids do so many cute and wonderful things all day long. If I can just learn to stop and appreciate these funny moments I think I'll be a happier mom.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

"Loving Two I walk along holding your 2-year-old hand, basking in the glow of our magical relationship. Suddenly I feel a kick from within, as if to remind me that our time alone is limited. And I wonder: how could I ever love another child as I love you? Then he is born, and I watch you. I watch the pain you feel at having to share me as you've never shared me before. I hear you telling me in your own way, "Please love only me." And I hear myself telling you in mine, "I can't," knowing, in fact, that I never can again. You cry. I cry with you. I almost see our new baby as an intruder on the precious relationship we once shared. A relationship we can never quite have again. But then, barely noticing, I find myself attached to that new being, and feeling almost guilty. I'm afraid to let you see me enjoying him -- as though I am betraying you. But then I notice your resentment change, first to curiosity, then to protectiveness, finally to genuine affection. More days pass, and we are settling into a new routine. The memory of days with just the two of us is fading fast. But something else is replacing those wonderful times we shared, just we two. There are new times -- only now, we are three. I watch the love between you grow, the way you look at each other, touch each other. I watch how he adores you -- as I have for so long. I see how excited you are by each of his new accomplishments. And I begin to realize that I haven't taken something from you, I've given something to you. I notice that I am no longer afraid to share my love openly with both of you. I find that my love for each of you is as different as you are, but equally strong. And my question is finally answered, to my amazement. Yes, I can love another child as much as I love you -- only differently. And although I realize that you may have to share my time, I now know you'll never share my love. There's enough of that for both of you -- you each have your own"

Sunday, July 8, 2007


My little firecrackers! We had a nice 4th of July and were able to make it to Central Park to listen to some music. Wyatt is smiling up a storm lately and I hope this is an indication of his temperament. Seeing their pictures side-by-side, I think they look alike.



Wednesday, July 4, 2007


It's hard to believe that Wyatt's only been here for 7wks. It seems like he's been part of the family for so much longer. I guess that's a good sign that he fits in well. His little personality is starting to come through. He's super-smile-guy first thing in the morning. I remember Evelyn was like that too. I'm getting to know his little cries. He lets out a short loud one when he's tired of being in the bouncer-seat too long. He does this with a little scowl on his face. It's funny, it almost sounds like he's saying, "HEY!"

When I get up at night to feed him and I switch sides, he often gives me a big 'ol smile and a little coo-coo before he finishes eating. It makes getting up at night to feed him so worthwhile. I also know that our little "midnight-dates" won't last forever. I looked fondly back to feeding Evelyn at night when the house was so quiet and I could just hold her little body in my arms. Now I have the insight to enjoy these times with Wyatt while they last. Don't get me wrong though, I can't wait to get a full night's sleep!
I'm looking forward to Wyatt's personality developing. Will he be easy going? (Probably) Will he be a cuddle bug? (I hope so) Will Evelyn try to boss him around? (Definately). It will be fun to find out what his favorite songs and activities will be. I look forward to our life together.

Tuesday, July 3, 2007

4 more days until I start work again. I'm kicking myself wondering why I didn't ask for 12 wks off instead of 8? I'm sure they'd give it to me if I asked, but I'll have to pick up my part time job anyways and I just asked that I be allow to "ramp-up" for the next month instead of accepting my full "part time" work load.

I'm thinking this is why I'm feeling a little stress and on-edge this week. I hope I'm not putting too much pressure on myself and Wyatt to get us into some type of reliable nap schedule. When he sleeps when I want him to I'm ecstatic. When he doesn't a part of me is bummed out. But seriously, how can I expect a 7 wk old baby to fall into a schedule that I've set for him? As my mother-in-law would say, it's my "type-A" personality rearing it's head.

This morning we had a period of about 30 mins that was complete meltdown for everyone. Wyatt was inconsolable (gas pains), Evelyn was crying and swatting me because I was giving him all my attention and one of the cats was howling as well. Oy! I felt like pulling my hair out. Instead, I closed the living room window so that none of the neighbors could hear what was going on. I put Wyatt down on the floor and let him howl for a few moments as Evelyn sat in my lap and we sang "Row, Row, Row your boat". We were a sorry sight. Luckily Wyatt worked out the gas and wore himself out that I was able to put him down for a nap early. Then I gave Evelyn an early lunch and she's sleeping now too. Pure bliss, except that one of the cats is now circling my feet meowing for attention.

Monday, July 2, 2007

I did it this morning! Our first excursion (all 3 of us) to some place other than the park. We headed to Rosedale mall and only stayed an hour, but I was so glad that no one cried! Whew, I have hopes that we'll be able to do much more in the future.

This weekend Evelyn got to see her cousin Aiden a few times. It was fun to get the two kids together and they seemed to enjoy each other's company. I've wondered what will happen when the kids get older and and only want to hang out with their own sex? Out of 9 great grandchildren, she is the only girl. Who will Evelyn hang out with? Maybe it is good for her to be around all boys?



At the very least I'm sure she'll have some "girlfriends" once she gets into school. And of course, she'll always have me. I'll probably be "ok" until she hit's about 9 or 10. Then I'm sure she won't think I'm cool anymore.