Monday Night at Our House

So our resident BOY had quite a night last night. We were getting his room cleaned up and his laundry put away when he tripped over Matt’s foot and took a little tumble. No crash, no fireworks, just a few tears. There weren’t many sound effects and he wasn’t even terribly loud with his crying. But he came up gushing blood. As it turns out, he had crashed his lip into his tooth and cut it up pretty good. A bottle of ice cold water and some snuggles helped and he got back to his old self pretty quickly. And hurled a book at me. In joy, to be sure.

DSC_0007Tabby had her own fun going on. She got a new workbook this weekend when we went to Barnes and Noble. It’s for teaching uppercase letters. She is really getting interested in letters and what words start with and identifying letters. We were both really amazed how well she did with tracing letters and she really enjoyed it and did over 15 pages. We’ve got some more workbooks, etc. for her to do when she feels like it. We decided it was time now that she can pick out a few words by sight and knows pretty much everything we’re spelling. We won’t be able to get away with that for Ben for nearly as long. She’ll rat us out.

Birthday Boy

We spent Ben’s official b’day in Nashville with our family there. He had a great celebration with the gang there, complete with presents and balloons and gifts. But since Tabby had an official birthday party here, we thought we’d do one for Ben too. Owing to this that and the other thing, we had to postpone it until this weekend.

My parents generously agreed to let us use their house (ours is kind of small) and some of our nearest and dearest gathered to wish Ben a Happy Birthday. I had a great time putting together an invitation and slide show, but the week sort of got away from me and I could not do much in the way of decorations. I also phoned in the cake … to Whole Foods (but if you’ve ever had their Berry Chantilly cake – and I hope you have – then you know it was no sacrifice).

We put together a taco bar, complete with guacamole, chicken, beef, rice, beans and fixins and a bunch of fruit salad (the birthday boy’s favorite). Dad mixed up a bunch of margaritas. We got gorgeous (if slightly windy) weather and got to enjoy my parents’ deck.

We made burritos, sang Happy Birthday, watched Ben’s slide show, ate cake and opened presents. It was a lot of fun and it was lovely to see everyone and celebrate Ben’s first year. The birthday boy had a banner day. He was allowed to run amok and eat gobs of fruit and then some cake. He also tried to put out his candle with his fingers, but as I am now a seasoned-pro at this mom thing, he was thwarted. He wasn’t much interested in his presents, until they were open (Tabby was happy to help) and everyone was very generous.

The little guy lived it up and crashed early in his bed at Grammy’s house. He’s still still a bit behind on sleep today.

369 Days of Ben

You might’ve noticed that while we were out of town, my little man had a birthday! Yes, it’s true … Baby Ben turned 1 the same day mama and dada did their first 13.1 mile run! He had an excellent morning hanging out with his grandparents, big sister and aunt and uncle. That evening we had dinner out (meat loaf and mashed potatoes for him) and afterward, his Nashville family made darn certain he celebrated in style with cupcakes, balloons, candles and the whole shebang (mommy’s lack luster, overwhelmed plan involved a piece of pie at the restaurant). He was serenaded, fed green-frosted cupcakes and got to open two huge presents (with help from sissy) and capped it all off with a shower in the sink. It was a decided success. Continue reading “369 Days of Ben”

Walking, Running, Other

Another nice weekend that went by way too fast.

• I think I can officially say that Ben is walking. I remember it being different with Tabby … one day she just started walking, everywhere. But Ben is a bit more uncertain (and 2 months earlier) and is taking progressively longer strolls, now around rooms. He's hugely pleased with himself.
• He has also turned into a big cuddlebug. I got him out of his crib on Saturday morning before Matt and Tabby were up and he and I played in his room and got him dressed. Mostly, he just wanted to crawl into my lap and cuddle. Heart melting.
• Matt and I ran 10K on Saturday, outdoors with the kids. Definitely my best pace to date, with 10 min miles (6 MPH). No idea where that came from … going to assume a good night's sleep and the hill work I've been doing on the treadmill.
• We are also officially registered for the Disneyland Half Marathon on Labor Day weekend. So psyched about this. AND I registered for the Title 9K on Mother's Day. Lotsa running to be done.
• Taxes are mostly done, thanks to my dad. Just a few charitable contributions to be detailed. Let's put it this way: we loaned a terrible credit risk (the gov't) way too much of our $$. Blech.
• Tabby, Ben and I went shopping on Saturday with my mom and we all (minus Ben) have lovely new shoes … mostly sandals. Yay! (and Thanks, Mom)
• My new laptop should be here today. I cannot wait.

Easter Pics

Just a bit overdue, here are the kids on Easter.

Aren’t they cute? They had a great time. Tabby elected to wear her b’day dress. I had a little sweater to put over it, but miraculously, we did not need it. Ben tried to eat chocolate with the wrappers still on, but mostly just enjoyed shaking the eggs. He was feverish that whole day and still a pretty happy little guy.

Ben … almost a year!

Well here we are; almost a year has passed since Ben arrived on the scene, cute, cuddly and hungry. The past month has been an interesting one. I have felt like is on the verge of walking for a month now and still, no dice. He is great at balance and can stand in the middle of the room unassisted and bend down and stretch up and clap his hands, but no walking. He can even get up from a crawl in the middle of the room! But no walking. Ah well, soon enough.

Not that not walking is slowing him down. He is lightning fast on all-fours and can get into trouble quicker than I ever thought possible. Tabby was “easy” in this way … you told her “no” once and she heard you loud and clear and would usually obey quickly. Ben hears you loud and clear (and then shakes his head and says “na na na!” back to us), but he goes back to whatever it is he’s doing a few seconds later. He LOVE the toilet and would happily splash around in there if we’d let him. He also loves to turn on the bath tub. Luckily he can only reach the cold so far, but we are trying to keep him away so he doesn’t get any big ideas. Trouble for sure!

He is saying Mama and Dada with definite purpose. Every once in a while you could swear he mimics another word, but it isn’t repeated. He gives kisses when asked and loves to snuggle, unless he wants to go go go. He will mimic the sign for milk now, though I have not seen him use it to ask for his bottle just yet.

There are days when he eats us out of house and home and days where he hardly wants anything but a bottle. Cheese tortellini and meatballs seem to be the perennial favorite and he loves berries, waffles and scrambled eggs as well. He will smear anything tasty all over himself, particularly in his hair. It’s as though he wants to add touch to his sensory eating experience.

He is heart-meltingly sweet and snuggly and I am ever-happy to be his mommy and I love to spend time with him.

Sizes: No idea on height/weight, though he seems to have slowed some. Hanging around 24 mos, though he wears some things on each side, size 6.5 shoes (extra wide).
Likes: playing in water, climbing things, snuggles, music, his piano, his blanky and doggie
Dislikes: being put back to sleep without being offered, having something (anything) taken away from him, sleeping in

Ben @ 10 Months! (Hard Hat Required)

So …. 2 months until Ben’s first birthday (and, incidentally, 2 months until I have committed to run 13.1 miles – but that’s another post). I am trying to not write the same thing over again … how fast it’s gone and how much he’s changed, but man, it has to be said. It went by in a blink. And he HAS changed so much!

A short month ago he was crawling like a champ and pulling up. He now stands in the middle of the room, unassisted, just biding his time until taking those first steps. He kneels, squats down and goes up the stairs and other objects very well. Down, is a different matter, and he pretty much goes head-first off whatever. The boy doesn’t seem to have a bit of fear and I swear, he’s the one that will end up with stitches!! He’s already fallen down stairs and chomped his lip open (twice) on his very sharp teeth. He constantly looks like he’s been in a fight, with scratches and bruises all over himself. He is very different from Tabby and not cautious at all … he just goes for it, consequences not even a consideration.

I also cannot believe how communicative he has become, clapping, responding to “How big is Ben?” by raising his arms and now pointing to things he wants and places he wants to go. He seems very keen to talk and I feel certain in asserting that he is trying to mimic words that we say for him. He says Mama and Dada, though not consistently and without necessarily correct associations. I think I may try to teach him sign language more since he picked up “How big is Ben?” and “How old are you?” and the corresponding response gestures very easily.

Sleep-wise … what to say? He is still generally up at least once a night for some milk. I have been so dead tired due to overwork this past bit that I have really not registered it all or even tried to correct it. This will be a fight for later, when I’m not up to my eyeballs in it.

He is eating like a champ and at least some of his gag-reflex issues seem to be gone. I am still being more cautious with him, though and cut up his food more often than not. He still loves his bottle, but will now steal Tabby’s sippy and have a drink from that. I look forward to weaning him off the bottle before too long.

Size: Who knows … still 4 in diapers, though I think we’ll be done with them soon, averaging 24 mos in clothes, need to buy him new shoes, so not sure on that
Likes: being read to, his toy piano, FOOD, dogs, music, the vacuum, climbing
Dislikes: not getting his way

My Little Hobbit

So last night, Ben woke up and wanted food (as in nothing, and I mean NOTHING else would calm him except a bottle) at around 3:30 AM. So I am trying to decode the hows and whys of his being able to sleep through the night or not.

The biggest difference I can see is how he ate on Tuesday vs. yesterday. Tuesday we went to Tabby's tumbling class. So he had a bottle on the way there, a snack of a half-stick of string cheese while we were there and then dinner around 7 PM and a bottle on the way home from dinner (yes, he really eats that much, no problem). Last night, we got home around 5:30 and ate around 6. He ate well enough and then had a bottle while I was getting him and Tabby ready for bed. He went to bed only about 15 minutes earlier, not really enough to explain the 2+ hour difference in his wake times, so I contend: it was the food.

My new working theory is that my son is a hobbit and needs second dinner, or supper, as the hobbits apparently call it, in order to sleep through the night. So tonight, I guess I'll try a bottle right after we get home, dinner as late as I can make the princess wait, and a bottle right before bed and we'll see how that works.

Ben at 9 Months

It virtually takes my breath away to realize that Ben is 9 months old already. 3/4 of a year gone like that! Was he ever really a tiny little baby? It’s almost hard to imagine.

This past month has, unfortunately, been marked by illness for him. Our happy little guy turned crazy cranky for a couple of weeks. Once we finally worked out that he had an ear infection, he improved immensely and I was delighted to see his cheery self return this weekend.

He has made big strides in just about every way this month. He is crawling like a champ and pulling up anywhere he can get a grip, even on things like larger toys that tend to topple over on him. I am thrilled to see him moving well and hope walking isn’t far behind. I am not sure how much he weighs (he went down while he was sick), but he is not light at all and takes both arms for me to safely carry.

He is getting quite accomplished at self-feeding. When he first insisted on feeding himself, his hit-ratio was about 20% but in just a short while, he has improved that to about 80%. He eats just about everything imaginable, with squash and cheese being among his favorite foods and most recently meatballs as well. He still has more of a gag-reflex issue and so I shy away from giving him hard foods or foods with skin (grapes, blueberries – unless I’ve cut them up pretty small) as I would have done Tabby at this age. He seems to be making up for lost time and I am aghast at how much food he can put away, eclipsing his big sister at times. Continue reading “Ben at 9 Months”

(Not) Catching some Zs

Let me preface this by saying my children are both equally wonderful and sweet and frustrating, each in their own special ways. I am only comparing them because they are my only two experiences with babies and it's all I've got.

Tabby slept through the night at around 2.5 months. We could lie her down in her crib and she would happily drift off to sleep to the sounds of her music and wake up approximately 11 hours later refreshed and ready to go. If she did wake up in the night, all it took was a visit from the bink fairy to get her back to sleep. It was awesome. I will be the first to admit that it wasn't automatic, though. We had to, at least in part, work with her to get her doing this. A little bit of comforting, a bit of letting her cry for a while, etc. But the point is, we did it and it wasn't even too bad.

Then there's Ben. He has never slept through the night. Well maybe once, but it was probably a paltry 7 hours. These days on the good nights he goes down with a bottle between 6 and 7 wakes up between 10 and midnight for a bottle and then will sleep to 6 AM or so when Matt puts him in his swing and lets him watch Baby Einstein. It is doable. Not awesome, but doable, since Matt is frequently up that late and can take the late bottle. Sometimes we get a lot of good nights in a row … sometimes just one or two before we have a bad night. On bad nights Ben wakes up and stays up at 10 and then again 3 or 4 AM, sometimes for an hour. There are some intermittent wake-ups frequently as well. It.is.TERRIBLE.

I can accept that owing to his size, he may need to have a bottle in the middle of the night, though I think the need for this should be diminishing since he is eating solids now. And he hasn't really been finishing his bottles and frequently calms after just seeing us so this says to me it ain't just about sustenance anymore.

I think we've known for a while that it was something we needed to work on with him, but it has been nuts around our house lately with the holidays and the basement and the sickies. And despite Matt's intermittent threats to “ferberize his butt” we have yet to make any real attempts at teaching him to self-soothe. Also, we need to drop his crib because he can damn near climb out already being so big and fairly agile.

The day is drawing nigh. I am steeling myself for some more crying than normal and maybe a little less sleep. I'm reading up on my Baby Whisperer and maybe even checking out the man himself – Dr. Ferber. I need sleep really really badly.