One of our favorite things right now is that T wakes up and just looks around for awhile. He drinks in the morning. His sweet little eyes open and he stays snuggled in bed.
Once we wake up (or aknowledge that we're awake), he is a happy chirpy little guy wanting to chat and catch up.
This morning's sweet conversation:
T: Is it morning?
Bubbs: Yup, it's morning.
T: Is it dark outside?
Bubbs: Yup, its dark outside, but it is still morning.
T: Why?
Bubbs: Because in winter and autumn the days get shorter and it gets dark earlier and stays dark later in the morning, but it is still morning
Mama: Because the sun is still sleeping.
Bubbs: Yeah, because the sun is still sleeping.
T: But, sometimes children are hungry.
Mama: Are you hungry?
T: I am hungry, but the sun is still sleeping. Children are hungry, Daddy. Let's have some food, dude.
October 29, 2012
Two bedrooms and two little boys
We had our anatomy scan today. They wouldn't let Bubbs into the room with me b/c he was late and they suck. I had the tech write the sex down so we could see it for the first time together.
He was so upset that he was stuck outside - I could just see it on his face when I walked out, but we opened the envelope and saw we were having a boy.
Lil T is having a brother.
I'm thrilled.
Honestly, I kinda have an internal struggle with being as feminine as I'd like and not knowing how that jives with being a feminist. Plus, not knowing HOW to be feminine and hating myself for spending money on things like clothes and salons and makeup when it could got to savings or groceries.
So, I never have to teach anyone about bikini waxes or body hair management, worry about spending thousands on a wedding dress, deal with the slutty 6 year old Halloween costumes, or any of those other things.
I do realize that all we know is what body parts our babe is born with, but having a child has taught me that gender is NOT necessarily a socially constructed thing (as I wrote in all my college papers), but there is a spectrum we all fall on. T surprises me with his love of superheros (despite me never introducing them to him), trucks, legos, and also his love of his "baby" (elmo), feeding him, loving on him, and being so gentle with his baby. I may still have to buy a wedding dress or teach how to apply makeup, but for now, I'm comfortable and happy with my two boys.
I had issues at first with our boy name being just a cool name I heard, and not something "meaningful," but the only meaningful name we could come up with was "bob" and I'm not going to do that to a poor innocent baby.
His name has a SUPER cool nickname and a very distinguished full name that will totally do for a supreme court justice.
Bubbs and I are both incredibly hairy and I am so glad not to pass these genes onto a poor woman (at least with today's beauty standards).
Hopefully pics to come on the new groovy rooms soon - we still love them to pieces - I just have to make my bed first to make that happen.
He was so upset that he was stuck outside - I could just see it on his face when I walked out, but we opened the envelope and saw we were having a boy.
Lil T is having a brother.
I'm thrilled.
Honestly, I kinda have an internal struggle with being as feminine as I'd like and not knowing how that jives with being a feminist. Plus, not knowing HOW to be feminine and hating myself for spending money on things like clothes and salons and makeup when it could got to savings or groceries.
So, I never have to teach anyone about bikini waxes or body hair management, worry about spending thousands on a wedding dress, deal with the slutty 6 year old Halloween costumes, or any of those other things.
I do realize that all we know is what body parts our babe is born with, but having a child has taught me that gender is NOT necessarily a socially constructed thing (as I wrote in all my college papers), but there is a spectrum we all fall on. T surprises me with his love of superheros (despite me never introducing them to him), trucks, legos, and also his love of his "baby" (elmo), feeding him, loving on him, and being so gentle with his baby. I may still have to buy a wedding dress or teach how to apply makeup, but for now, I'm comfortable and happy with my two boys.
I had issues at first with our boy name being just a cool name I heard, and not something "meaningful," but the only meaningful name we could come up with was "bob" and I'm not going to do that to a poor innocent baby.
His name has a SUPER cool nickname and a very distinguished full name that will totally do for a supreme court justice.
Bubbs and I are both incredibly hairy and I am so glad not to pass these genes onto a poor woman (at least with today's beauty standards).
Hopefully pics to come on the new groovy rooms soon - we still love them to pieces - I just have to make my bed first to make that happen.
October 22, 2012
Decorating and Kicking
18 weeks today. This baby is KICKING - like so you can feel it on the outside. Looking back, I think I felt it with T at 22 weeks (but my placenta was in the front).
Bubbs felt it this weekend and T keeps yelling, "my brother is kicking me!"
My nausea is still horrible if I don't take my medicine, but as long as I take it in regular intervals, I can keep it at bay. I do have a low energy when I first take it, which is a bummer for T, but it is better than vomiting. For sure.
I had a surge of energy.
We switched rooms. T and Baby Santa Clause (that's the name T has given the new baby) will share the big room and Mama and Daddy get the smaller one.
I painted (with zero VOC BM Paint) a deep dark grey, and over the course of the two day weekend, we built ikea kitchen cabinets as dressers (similar to young house love's old master bedroom), turned T's new room into a playroom/bedroom, and just generally kicked serious ass in the decorating department.
I have to say that I'd forgotten how good it felt to decorate. I get a serious high when I can turn a blank canvas (or baby room) into a sexydarkgroovy well thought out room. Even if I cheated and stole ideas from other people. We all slept very well last night - maybe from working so hard and maybe b/c our new rooms are just what they were supposed to be.
We sold our Kivik sofa downstairs in the rumpus room to prepare the room for construction so our Au Pair will have a decent place to live when she arrives in February. The sale of the sofa completely paid for our new room transformation!
Photos to come.
Bubbs felt it this weekend and T keeps yelling, "my brother is kicking me!"
My nausea is still horrible if I don't take my medicine, but as long as I take it in regular intervals, I can keep it at bay. I do have a low energy when I first take it, which is a bummer for T, but it is better than vomiting. For sure.
I had a surge of energy.
We switched rooms. T and Baby Santa Clause (that's the name T has given the new baby) will share the big room and Mama and Daddy get the smaller one.
I painted (with zero VOC BM Paint) a deep dark grey, and over the course of the two day weekend, we built ikea kitchen cabinets as dressers (similar to young house love's old master bedroom), turned T's new room into a playroom/bedroom, and just generally kicked serious ass in the decorating department.
I have to say that I'd forgotten how good it felt to decorate. I get a serious high when I can turn a blank canvas (or baby room) into a sexydarkgroovy well thought out room. Even if I cheated and stole ideas from other people. We all slept very well last night - maybe from working so hard and maybe b/c our new rooms are just what they were supposed to be.
We sold our Kivik sofa downstairs in the rumpus room to prepare the room for construction so our Au Pair will have a decent place to live when she arrives in February. The sale of the sofa completely paid for our new room transformation!
Photos to come.
October 9, 2012
little belly, little barfing
Still barfing at 16 weeks. Still nauseous.
Little belly pooch and up two pounds (and growing). (wanted to track so I could compare to T's pregnancy).
Could be the junk food I'm stuffing in my body.
My work cut my pay in January due to a union disagreement / imposed contract. So, we can't afford for Tim to stay home with the baby as we planned when we decided to do this thing.
So, the only kind of childcare we can afford (and keep T in school that he loves and we love) is an Au Pair. And we think we found a fantastic one. An Au Pair is an exchange student who comes to care for your children in exchange for a small stipend and room and board. It ends up being way more than that because the agency fees double what you pay the Au Pair, but still much cheaper than a SF nanny and about the same as an in home day care.
Till next time.
Little belly pooch and up two pounds (and growing). (wanted to track so I could compare to T's pregnancy).
Could be the junk food I'm stuffing in my body.
My work cut my pay in January due to a union disagreement / imposed contract. So, we can't afford for Tim to stay home with the baby as we planned when we decided to do this thing.
So, the only kind of childcare we can afford (and keep T in school that he loves and we love) is an Au Pair. And we think we found a fantastic one. An Au Pair is an exchange student who comes to care for your children in exchange for a small stipend and room and board. It ends up being way more than that because the agency fees double what you pay the Au Pair, but still much cheaper than a SF nanny and about the same as an in home day care.
Till next time.
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