to the zoo

Did I ever tell you about Emmie's first trip to the zoo?

Oh well there's not much I can recall...because we paid our babysitter to take her. I know. We're amazing parents. But really, we needed to to pack and we needed Emmie out of the house to do so.

We love our babysitter and so does Emmie. She even takes photos and uploads them to Facebook so we can pretend we were there.

20 weeks!

Twenty weeks! Is this possible?? That I’m already halfway through this pregnancy? In fact, more than half way because I’ll be induced before 40 weeks. This is just insane.

I had an appointment today…so just a mere 4 weeks until the doctor says I finally get to see this baby again. Oh doctor, why must you test my patience. Anyways, all is well with baby. I am measuring right on and feeling well.

Needless to say, I am beyond excited to meet Baby Dos. I think that’s what he/she will be named for now. A) it’s true, it is baby number two and a throwback to my Spanish speaking days and B) just like Emmie, this child will probably come out wearing a sombrero. The Mexican cravings are just as strong as the first go round.

In our spare time:

So like we don't have enough going on...I decided to add in a little furniture makeover.

We've been busy purging everything in sight and I was thisclose to giving away our old armoire. It was a tv stand we used back in the twinhome days and has been sitting in a second bedroom collecting dust for five years. Andy suggested we keep at least one piece of furniture to use in the new house and little did he know this idea would lead to more work for him, sucker.

The armoire, you see the color is even bleached out on one side from sitting in the sun.

We sanded, primed and painted and turned this old armoire into a fun little accent for Emmie's new room:

Ah! I love it! And I'm so impressed at our first attempt to paint old furniture. I did, shockingly, follow internet directions and didn't just wing it, which seems a lot more like something I would do. We sanded first and then primed - using Killz Clean, a no VOC primer, so I could actually help! And then Andy painted with Twilight Meadow in satin finish...with something called Floetrol added in that helps minimize brush strokes...and is a little toxic to the preggies.

There you have it, our spare time project.

I may or may not have just started a furniture refinishing obsession!

 

(Update: armoire finds a home)

oh hiiii.

Oh it’s you.

My poor neglected little bloggy.

I guess I knew something had to take a backseat while my life is consumed with packing, building, a tornado of a toddler, and growing a baby…and we all know I’m not going to dump the Bachelorette or any Housewives, so sorry about the lack of posts!

Life has been a bit chaotic as of late. We’re making headway in the packing project, but then again we still have to live in our house for a couple more weeks, so we can’t pack everything. It’s a bit annoying. Because then the one thing I did pack up…I want. (Specifically, the food processor to try my hand at frozen banana ice cream.)

The house project is well under way. The hole is dug and I’m assuming concrete will be coming soon…if the rain will just go away already! We’re starting to make selections too: windows and exterior doors. Soon to follow siding color and brick. It’s gettin’ real up in here!

On the Emmie front:

She is also finally over her sickness. And rookie parents that we are, I’m pretty sure she had an ear infection that whole time. I can’t believe we missed those telltale signs we lived and breathed for so many months! I kinda forgot an ear infection can still happen with tubes.

Emmie moved from the pre-toddler room to the toddler room. She is getting so big I can hardly believe it. She is also starting to allow ponies in her hair. I picked her up from school and she had 6 little connected ponies all down the back and she was so proud to show me.

She is also getting naughtier by the minute. We thought it was time to introduce time out, so one afternoon after not listening, I asked if she needed a time out. She immediately got up, walked over to the fridge and sat down. Clearly not her first encounter with time out.  So thanks daycare for doing that step for us, the concept is well understood.  For example, yesterday when we got home from school and she splashed in Tucker’s water bowl and then went straight to sit in the corner without me saying a word. Little shit.

The night before last.

Do you ever think something and you immediately wish you could jump through time and erase the thought from ever popping in your head?  That was me, about three weeks ago. I foolishly let the thought creep in my mind that jeez, Emmie hasn't been sick in so long. And seriously, for a solid three weeks since, she has been sick. Thanks Universe.

She was sent home from daycare and the evening was normal...until about 9pm when she started barking like a seal. I knew the night was not going to go well. She was up every hour and after rocking and tylenoling again at 3am, Andy said maybe we should just bring her to bed with us. Against my better judgment, I did.

What is it about kids and bed that makes you a magnet? Andy....he had about 90% of the bed and I was left with an edge and an Emmie literally laying on my face. Her hot little body needed to be touching mine and it was like she was trying to get back to where she came from through my skin. She started with her cheek on my cheek and then she slowly crept up and laid with her head on one side of mine, her stomach on my face, and her knees at my ear. It was super awesome.

Andy finally took her back to her room and slept on the ol' recliner with her. Then it was my turn at 5am. And then she was up for the day at 6:30. And then we wondered....what are we going to do with TWO?!

It's even cool the second time around

I feel like I talk about Emmie a lot. Ok, that's not so much a feeling but a truthing. So let's talk about overshadowed baby number two for a moment.

Kicking!

I've been feeling little baby kicks for a couple weeks now. And yes, it's still the most amazing, most reassuring feeling ever. And yes, I'm still a lunatic even in my second pregnancy.

But tonight...tonight, the teeny tiny baby kicks morphed into one of those crazy alien-esque stomach popping out all wonky kind of moments. I don't know if it was how I was sitting or what but everything was normal and then, it wasn't. I laid down and it was like a mini nerf football was trying to escape stage right. And it was awesome.

Andy was able to make it in time to see and feel the baby rocking out.

It was a good night.

1 POINT 5

As in one and a half. As in 18 months. As in six months from today, Emmie will be TWO (and she will be a big sister and we will be living in a new house).

Holy!

About the Miss:

She still loves to eat. But has a super fun new trick of throwing everything on the floor when she's decided she's done. She loves to use her spoon and fork and is really getting the hang of both. We've even been brave enough to hand over the cup of yogurt and let her figure it out on her own...it doesn't end all that well, but that's what a bib is for.

She is still a great sleeper, knock on wood and has yet to attempt to climb out of her crib. Every morning she gets up between 6:30 and 7am and we have cheerios and milk in bed. It's a pretty fun start to the day.

We're thinking about, thinking about potty training. Emmie is showing a bit of interest so I assume we should jump on it? The other night while we were playing she said potty and stood up. I got excited and thought this could be it! Then, she turned around and squeezed her little butt into her Little People house and sat on the potty, stood up and flushed it. It was beyond hilarious.

And I know I've said it before, but this kid is BUSY. Which I feel is a mother's loving term for crazy ass kid. Which she totally is. She rarely sits still and is constantly on the go. But with the personality and charm she has, I wouldn't have it any other way.

She is talking up a storm and I can't believe how her vocaulary grows from week to week. I will often catch her just talking to herself and I think she must be practicing or something. She gets really excited and puts a bunch of random words together into one big word: babymamdadogemmiemine! Oh did I mention her very favorite words are Emmie and MINE! And my favorite phrase is when she says love you, I mean, it's more like laa-oooo....but I know what she means.

So there you have it. And I'll leave you with some photos of Emmie on the golf course from our family golf tournament this weekend.

sunnies and swinging