March 4, 2014
February 19, 2014
In case you missed the facebook/instagram post a couple weeks ago, I am pregnant again! Hooray! (Doesn't this picture make you think I'm having triplets? I am not, don't even. I just don't trust pregnancy tests when they say pregnant so I take a million.)
We are, of course, thrilled. And, of course, it took a long time and a miracle to get us another baby. It appears this will be our life. We started on Clomid right when we wanted to start trying again, a little more than a year ago, since we figured we would need it. It showed no sign of working whatsoever for about nine months. Then we went off of it since we were switching insurance companies and were spending a couple months uninsured. And lo and behold, miracle of miracles, we got pregnant without trying. It really was crazy and so wonderfully exciting.
I'm about 16 to 19 weeks along, which is another story. The doctor can't decide when I'm due because I have such messed up, long cycles. I think I'm due August 7 but he thinks it could be even earlier, up to July 18. I have an ultrasound scheduled in a couple weeks to measure the baby and see for sure. And probably find out the gender at the same time.
Anyway, we are beyond thrilled and Carter is the cutest older brother already. He kisses my bump (already huge again, by the way), tells the baby he loves it and just generally gets excited whenever we talk about it. Me too, buddy, me too.
Posted by Krista at Wednesday, February 19, 2014
February 16, 2014
January 11, 2014
Two is here. And mostly it's not terrible at all. It is, in fact, so much fun.
Carter talks. And talks. And talks. In full sentences, regularly. He doesn't talk very much in front of people who aren't family, usually, even in places he knows well, like his friend's apartment upstairs or nursery. He can be quite shy. But at home! Whew! He saves it just for us which makes me feel quite special really. He keeps a running commentary on what he's doing at any given time. For example, building a castle with blocks: "This one goes here. Perfect! Let's open this one. Where should this one go?" etc. etc. etc. He struggles a little with pronouns still; he uses "you" referring to himself instead of "I" most of the time, although occasionally he gets it right. He says "you" instead of "your" and I die of delight every time. "You do it you self?" is heard hourly around here. Independence is here and it is not without cries of frustration and the occasional tantrum. He just wants to be able to do everything himself, whenever he wants to do it. We've been working on saying, "I need help, please" instead of screaming in frustration when he can't quite do something but lately he doesn't want help either, he just wants to be able to do it himself! Poor guy. Don't we all.
His eating habits are not as good as they once were, but for a two-year-old, he really does great. He's not very adventurous when it comes to trying new things, though, so dinnertime can be hard since that's when he normally encounters new foods. Unless it's a treat, then bring it on! Somehow he always knows what is a treat. We still have chocolates leftover from Christmas and the poor guy asks for one constantly. Welcome to life, kid.
Carter loves trucks still. He got a "big truck!" for Christmas and adores it. He got a tricycle for his birthday and adores that also. He can't pedal yet, but he doesn't care, he just likes to "drive." We gave him a small set of Duplo Legos also and surprisingly, he loves them! He's had a set of mega-bloks for a year and hasn't cared too much but now he plays with both things constantly. We are always building castles. Every day.
He climbed out of his crib finally (I've been waiting for this for months, really, he's such a mischievous climber) two days before his birthday. It was in the middle of the night at my parents' house, actually, and Sam and I were sleeping in the same room. That was a nightmare. However, once he was home sleeping in his own crib, training him not to climb out was relatively easy. He did climb out at home too, but I explained he needed to stay in his bed until morning, and then after that employed the "silent return to bed" where I picked him up and without saying anything, put him back in his crib every time he got out. It only took 11 times over the course of 20 minutes and he got the picture and has stayed in since. In the mornings he is so pleased with himself that he stayed in. It's the cutest. We'll probably make the move to a real bed sometime in the next year but for now, I think he sleeps better in a crib.
Carter is the sweetest, smartest, most well-behaved two year old I've ever met. He loves to make us happy. He and Sam brought me some flowers on our anniversary and Carter just lit up to give them to me. I hope he knows that he makes me happier just by being himself than I ever knew I could be.
Posted by Krista at Saturday, January 11, 2014
January 4, 2014
Pretend it's actually still December, ok?
We spent this year's Christmas in California with Sam's parents, which was so nice. I hadn't been there in a few years so it was good to be there again. Carter had all the love and attention he could ever want with his grandparents and great-grandparents there and his being the only grandchild around. It was a great time for everyone. Carter bonded with his great-grandparents so quickly. I've never seen him take to anyone that fast. It was very sweet to see them together.
Being away for actual Christmas didn't stop us from decorating our house or keeping traditions like chocolate dipping or filling each other's stockings with dollar store items. We did, however, get a fake tree this year. Lame. But so much easier.
Posted by Krista at Saturday, January 04, 2014