We're technically still not potty training, just letting Emmie take the lead to see what happens. And she goes on the potty every night and every morning.
I think she's trying extra hard because we introduced M&Ms as a potty treat and you think this kid is getting a pony each and every time she tinkles.
Three. Three M&Ms and she is literally jumping for joy. And she milks them...I've never seen an M&M take so long to eat...like at least five bites per M&M. I guess that's what happens when you never see candy.
Oh yeah, and she calls them NemNems. It's hilarious.
I feel like I should post a video of the NemNem post-potty rant...but for some reason Emmie also thinks that she needs to be naked to go potty and I don't think that's blog appropriate?
11.29.2012
11.27.2012
Flu. We get it. You Win.
Blogging about being the only person in the house to not have been hit by the flu is like calling up Flu and issuing him a personal challenge to make your life a living hell. I was there Saturday...to hell and back. Sunday, a okay. Monday night and today...right back in the thick of it. Like Flu was all: oh you thought I was gone did you...sucker.
It's been a rough start to maternity leave, but trying to find the positive I'm thinking it's helped the post baby weight situation.
In the midst of the flu, I ordered baby announcements and Christmas cards. Now this may not sound like a big deal, but it was for me. This is the very first year I haven't designed my own card. I'm about as picky as you can get when it comes to fonts...so every year I scour through fonts and find the perfect one. Not this year. Not with the flu, a new baby, and a toddler. This year I picked a website, picked a card, dropped in my photo and hit the button. And oh my god, that was easy. I think they'll turn out just fine...considering photos were taken the day Emmie got hit with the flu...poor kid is looking a little under the weather...but such is real life.
And that's about all I've been up to. That and having a three week old! How did this happen? Okay, now back to praying Ethan doesn't get sick.
It's been a rough start to maternity leave, but trying to find the positive I'm thinking it's helped the post baby weight situation.
In the midst of the flu, I ordered baby announcements and Christmas cards. Now this may not sound like a big deal, but it was for me. This is the very first year I haven't designed my own card. I'm about as picky as you can get when it comes to fonts...so every year I scour through fonts and find the perfect one. Not this year. Not with the flu, a new baby, and a toddler. This year I picked a website, picked a card, dropped in my photo and hit the button. And oh my god, that was easy. I think they'll turn out just fine...considering photos were taken the day Emmie got hit with the flu...poor kid is looking a little under the weather...but such is real life.
And that's about all I've been up to. That and having a three week old! How did this happen? Okay, now back to praying Ethan doesn't get sick.
11.23.2012
Initiation
If there is an initiation into parenthoodx2 I will consider this Hell Week.
Two week old plus toddler with the stomach flu = Omigod. We knew it was going around daycare, but Emmie has been a pretty healthy kid. Not this time. She got hit. We got hit. The carpet got hit.
She has been home from daycare all week and was finally keeping food down on Wednesday. Considering I'm only two weeks out of surgery, I'm still trying not to lift Emmie. So Dad was the primary puke cleaner upper, sick kid holder, and sleeping buddy in her twin bed and naturally, the next to get sick. And Ethan and I hunkered down as far away as we could.
The days were spent watching hours of Dora. Seriously. Dora was the only thing that kept the poor kid happy and thank god for the hours of episodes we have saved on the DVR. We watched Dora in the den, Dora in the tv room, Dora in bed. We were praying that she wanted to watch Elmo at some point, but not even that was happening.
So, we survived that shit storm (poo pun completely intended) and now we're just hoping a routine will set in again soon and everyone stays healthy!
Two week old plus toddler with the stomach flu = Omigod. We knew it was going around daycare, but Emmie has been a pretty healthy kid. Not this time. She got hit. We got hit. The carpet got hit.
She has been home from daycare all week and was finally keeping food down on Wednesday. Considering I'm only two weeks out of surgery, I'm still trying not to lift Emmie. So Dad was the primary puke cleaner upper, sick kid holder, and sleeping buddy in her twin bed and naturally, the next to get sick. And Ethan and I hunkered down as far away as we could.
The days were spent watching hours of Dora. Seriously. Dora was the only thing that kept the poor kid happy and thank god for the hours of episodes we have saved on the DVR. We watched Dora in the den, Dora in the tv room, Dora in bed. We were praying that she wanted to watch Elmo at some point, but not even that was happening.
So, we survived that shit storm (poo pun completely intended) and now we're just hoping a routine will set in again soon and everyone stays healthy!
11.16.2012
Playdate
I can't believe week one of maternity leave is over...yeah I haven't been at work for two weeks, but the marathon stay at the hospital doesn't count in my head. It's been a really good week and God knows I won't be counting down the weeks like apartment life.
Highlight this week...playdate with Molly and Alicia.
As you know, Alicia and I have been friends forever. For a year in high school we went to her house every day for lunch where her dad made me eat everything in sight because he thought I needed it. And now...over a decade later, we're having lunch on our maternity leaves. How crazy is that?? I've been blessed with great friends and babies and couldn't ask for more.
The babies played, the mommies gossiped. Ok, the babies slept quietly in our arms for hours until we finally got them to wake up...
Please take note of the matching outfits Alicia bought:
Highlight this week...playdate with Molly and Alicia.
As you know, Alicia and I have been friends forever. For a year in high school we went to her house every day for lunch where her dad made me eat everything in sight because he thought I needed it. And now...over a decade later, we're having lunch on our maternity leaves. How crazy is that?? I've been blessed with great friends and babies and couldn't ask for more.
The babies played, the mommies gossiped. Ok, the babies slept quietly in our arms for hours until we finally got them to wake up...
Please take note of the matching outfits Alicia bought:
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| Molly - 6 weeks, Ethan - 1 week |
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| Hey, I just met you and this is crazy...but here's my number, so call me maybe. |
11.12.2012
It's snowing.
And I'm not going anywhere....for three months. I guess I can't complain too much.
I don't even know where to start, so I'll just throw out some random facts from the past few days.
*We were released from the hospital at noon on Friday. At about 11am that morning Andy got a call from daycare. Emmie had been crying all morning and had bit three kids, I guess she's just anxious for the new Twilight movie. They wanted to know what they could do to make her feel better. Of course I immediately started bawling, knowing how jacked up her little world was. Nana to the rescue. While we were flying through discharge paper work (it helps when your nurse is there to witness your breakdown and the doctor on call is an old college friend and sorority sister) Nana picked up Em and met us at home.
*Ethan is so sweet. Loves to be cuddled and held....all.the.time. And he's such a little peanut. Even though he came out almost eight pounds, he's got a skinny little body and long monkey toes...just like dad.
*I have already scared the crap out of Emmie with the pump. I asked her to bring me a water and she stood ten feet away and threw it at me. I tried to explain, etc. but she was not havin' it. I did overhear Andy having a talk with her later and the next day she was holding the little pump hoses up to her boobies. It was kinda funny.
*Recovery for me is going as well as can be expected. I don't know if I have euphoric recall from the first delivery or what, but this go round seemed to suck way more. I'm feeling a lot better now. Though the back pain I had with Emmie is already starting. Glad I'm stocked up on pain meds!
And now for what you really want...more photos. Some days Ethan looks a lot like Emmie, other days not so much. The consensus has been that he also looks like her in photos, but not in real life.
I don't even know where to start, so I'll just throw out some random facts from the past few days.
*We were released from the hospital at noon on Friday. At about 11am that morning Andy got a call from daycare. Emmie had been crying all morning and had bit three kids, I guess she's just anxious for the new Twilight movie. They wanted to know what they could do to make her feel better. Of course I immediately started bawling, knowing how jacked up her little world was. Nana to the rescue. While we were flying through discharge paper work (it helps when your nurse is there to witness your breakdown and the doctor on call is an old college friend and sorority sister) Nana picked up Em and met us at home.
*Ethan is so sweet. Loves to be cuddled and held....all.the.time. And he's such a little peanut. Even though he came out almost eight pounds, he's got a skinny little body and long monkey toes...just like dad.
*I have already scared the crap out of Emmie with the pump. I asked her to bring me a water and she stood ten feet away and threw it at me. I tried to explain, etc. but she was not havin' it. I did overhear Andy having a talk with her later and the next day she was holding the little pump hoses up to her boobies. It was kinda funny.
*Recovery for me is going as well as can be expected. I don't know if I have euphoric recall from the first delivery or what, but this go round seemed to suck way more. I'm feeling a lot better now. Though the back pain I had with Emmie is already starting. Glad I'm stocked up on pain meds!
And now for what you really want...more photos. Some days Ethan looks a lot like Emmie, other days not so much. The consensus has been that he also looks like her in photos, but not in real life.
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| Ethan |
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| Emmie |
One of Emmie's gifts from Ethan was a doctor kit. She loves it.
11.08.2012
is it thursday?
It is? Right?
Already in competition with his sister, Ethan was just being dramatic. Tuesday night they took him off oxygen, then the nasal cannula altogether. And by yesterday afternoon he was back in the room with us. Being all sorts of normal.
Emmie came up to meet brother and she was not at all interested. She was much more interested in mommy's owwie's though she did give him a Dora sticker, so I think he's in.
Today was a good day as well. We just hung out in the hospital room and did our thing. Ethan is a total cuddle bug and I love it. This time Em was a little more interested in baby brother.
We're heading home tomorrow and we're quite excited.
Enough talking, more pictures.
Already in competition with his sister, Ethan was just being dramatic. Tuesday night they took him off oxygen, then the nasal cannula altogether. And by yesterday afternoon he was back in the room with us. Being all sorts of normal.
Emmie came up to meet brother and she was not at all interested. She was much more interested in mommy's owwie's though she did give him a Dora sticker, so I think he's in.
Today was a good day as well. We just hung out in the hospital room and did our thing. Ethan is a total cuddle bug and I love it. This time Em was a little more interested in baby brother.
We're heading home tomorrow and we're quite excited.
Enough talking, more pictures.
Paci patrol.
Not gentle with brother at all. I think Nana had a few panic attacks.
Pretty excited to find out he had two ears.
A boy cousin for Liv!
11.06.2012
Ethan Michael Fellows
He's here! Well he's here, but now he's in the NICU.
We arrived at the hospital at 5:30 this morning, surgery began at 7:15 and he was here at 7:30. 7 pounds, 15 ounces. 19 3/4 inches long. Just a peanut compared to Emmie.
While I waited in the recovery room for Ethan and Dad to come in....I just kept waiting. And then the nurse came in and started telling me how wonderful Ethan was doing and I waited for the "but". Yep, he was pulling the exact same stunt as Emmie. Low oxygen blah blah. Baby heading to the NICU. Ugh. We were so hoping not go back there, but if that's what baby needs, that's what baby gets.
Thankfully they did wheel him in so I could at least hold him before he headed to the NICU.
He's doing well. And mom is doing a lot better after a two hour nap.
We arrived at the hospital at 5:30 this morning, surgery began at 7:15 and he was here at 7:30. 7 pounds, 15 ounces. 19 3/4 inches long. Just a peanut compared to Emmie.
While I waited in the recovery room for Ethan and Dad to come in....I just kept waiting. And then the nurse came in and started telling me how wonderful Ethan was doing and I waited for the "but". Yep, he was pulling the exact same stunt as Emmie. Low oxygen blah blah. Baby heading to the NICU. Ugh. We were so hoping not go back there, but if that's what baby needs, that's what baby gets.
Thankfully they did wheel him in so I could at least hold him before he headed to the NICU.
He's doing well. And mom is doing a lot better after a two hour nap.
Poor Em is too young to visit Ethan in the NICU, so I'm not even sure when brother and sister will get to meet. But I'm pretty sure she will fall in love like we did.
11.05.2012
last weekend as a threesome
This weekend we spent preparing to become a family of four. We finally packed a bag. We worked on his name. We cleaned the house. Nothing makes you want to clean like a baby coming home.
And today we bought me a new laptop. Yeah, with Emmie I got diamonds. This time around, I get a computer. Apparently this is how it works now that there's another boy entering the family.
Did I warn you yet that this is going to be a totally random post?
I've been crying a lot. You know, just a hundred weeks pregnant, prepping for baby number two while still trying to be present for baby number one.
Speaking of present.
I told Emmie that the baby was going to give her a present, trying to woo her from the get go. And now any time we talk about the baby, she just says presents. So, he better get her something good huh.
We did buy her a baby doll. How hard is it to find a baby? We didn't want a crying baby or a baby that pees herself or a baby that stares you down when you walk out of the room. We literally went to three different stores and ended up just taking the batteries out of this one to make her normal.
We gave Emmie the baby and asked her the baby's name. She said Maaahneee. Which is Emmie for Molly. How sweet is that?!
And speaking of Molly, look at this sweet little Owl that belongs to Matt and Alicia! Ohmahgawd. Can she be cuter? I think not. Don't worry, I checked with mom before posting pictures of someone else's kid on the internet. But really, I think you all wanted to see her right?
And with that, it's time for bed. You know how exciting it is to have three months off, no schedule etc. And you want to stay up and watch tv just because you can. Nope, not here. Still asleep by 9.
And today we bought me a new laptop. Yeah, with Emmie I got diamonds. This time around, I get a computer. Apparently this is how it works now that there's another boy entering the family.
Did I warn you yet that this is going to be a totally random post?
I've been crying a lot. You know, just a hundred weeks pregnant, prepping for baby number two while still trying to be present for baby number one.
Speaking of present.
I told Emmie that the baby was going to give her a present, trying to woo her from the get go. And now any time we talk about the baby, she just says presents. So, he better get her something good huh.
We did buy her a baby doll. How hard is it to find a baby? We didn't want a crying baby or a baby that pees herself or a baby that stares you down when you walk out of the room. We literally went to three different stores and ended up just taking the batteries out of this one to make her normal.
We gave Emmie the baby and asked her the baby's name. She said Maaahneee. Which is Emmie for Molly. How sweet is that?!
And speaking of Molly, look at this sweet little Owl that belongs to Matt and Alicia! Ohmahgawd. Can she be cuter? I think not. Don't worry, I checked with mom before posting pictures of someone else's kid on the internet. But really, I think you all wanted to see her right?
And with that, it's time for bed. You know how exciting it is to have three months off, no schedule etc. And you want to stay up and watch tv just because you can. Nope, not here. Still asleep by 9.
11.01.2012
Happy Halloween!
And no holiday would be complete without a little parentfail.
She gets up, we get her dressed, I go to take a picture with the "real camera".....dead battery. Damn!
So, phone photos will have to do.
She was a lady bug. And though the pics don't really do them justice, those are sequined black boots. And no one rocks a pair of sequined black boots like a two year old. And she loves them...and they're from Walmart. Gasp.
She gets up, we get her dressed, I go to take a picture with the "real camera".....dead battery. Damn!
So, phone photos will have to do.
She was a lady bug. And though the pics don't really do them justice, those are sequined black boots. And no one rocks a pair of sequined black boots like a two year old. And she loves them...and they're from Walmart. Gasp.
Mom, why you smugglin' that pumpkin under your shirt?
Andy dropped Em off at school and then emailed me this:
She wasn’t the only lady bug at school today, but her outfit was way better than the other girls.
I don't care how old your kid is, that's all a mom wants to hear.
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