Feb 20, 2013

Kins Says, Big Mac does

"Congratulations Daddy, you're a smart kid!" Daddy was just glowing after such a compliment.

Bic Mac stood for a full 10 seconds recently. He didn't realize he was doing it. He was holding onto a toy, and he thought he was holding onto something stable.

He went down our stairs by himself. I had my hand behind him just in case, but he turned around on his own, and backed down them solo.

We were reading Goodnight Goodnight Construction Site last night, and Kins suddenly said, "the trucks all cut themselves and they cry and they're sad". I was so confused until I noticed the line I had just read said that the truck "cut his engine". I explained to her how cut can mean something other than injure. She seemed pleased that the trucks had not all been terribly hurt.

In ballet class I was called to the stage by the instructor (in front of all the other parents) with these words, "Kins mom! Kins mom! Kins is telling the other girls that she pooped!" She did not actually poop. But, she did tell me that she told the other kids she was pooping. She was unable to explain why she told them this. A few minutes later, I saw her walk over to a fan and attempt to stick her finger in. I was running at top speed to stop her, but her instructor noticed in time too. Ballet was a bit more action packed today than I prefer. Speaking of ballet, she is doing better. Following along most of the time, wandering off the stage less often. at this rate, she may actually do some of her dance at the big dance recital in a month.

Feb 19, 2013

Tooter takes pictures

Really cute ones. Big Mac has a hard time napping outside of his crib these days unless I'm on the elliptical and he's on my back. He finally fell asleep in the carrier at her house, and he was sleeping really hard. She was inspired to take a few pictures.
He was groggy and snuggly when he woke up.


Bears wanted in on the shoot and then Kins posed like this for at least 20 seconds waiting for her picture to be taken.
After that one, she quickly changed up her pose. She wanted to show off her intellectual side.
Here she looks even more like Tim than usual.

Feb 17, 2013

Sleep and Big Mac

Big Mac is sleeping better than ever. He has started only waking twice to eat in his 11 hours of overnight sleep. I don't think this is actually very great for a nearly 11 month old, but it sure is great for us. I think I wrote before how he was sleeping better, and my memory is pretty shot so I can't really say how long that lasted, but it wasn't long. And I don't think it was ever this well. Before, I'd feed him around 11 before I went to bed, and then he would wake 2-3 more times before 8 am. It was always unpredictable when those 2-3 times would happen. And they kept happening, despite several different attempts at sleep training after having read just about every possible bit of information on sleep training available*. This past week, doing nothing new, he's actually woken at predictable times, around 1 and 5, and I've stopped his 11 pm feeding. I had tried stopping that one before, but it backfired because he would wake up half an hour after I fell asleep. It's nice that he's not doing that anymore. I'm too afraid of sleep regression to attempt to fade out his 1 am feeding just yet, I don't want to change up what's working for us. But, I'm starting to think that one feeding a night might eventually happen without much complaint from the Big Mac. The day is coming.

* Which is all different, by the way, about half of it directly contradicts the other half. Feed them before you go to bed. Don't feed them before you go to bed. Cluster feed before bedtime. No, make them go longer stretches so they don't get used to grazing. The contradictions go on and on. So frustrating.

Feb 15, 2013

The Big Day

The big valentine's day, that is. The day I informed Tim that if he went by a gas station he'd damn well better purchase me a hershey's milk chocolate bar. He got me a classy box of chocolate from a real chocolate shop instead. It was tasty. And will probably still be tasty for at least the rest of today. After which, it will have all been consumed.

Which leads me straight into today's next topic: weight loss. It's been frustrating. I started working out for almost an hour every day at the beginning of January, and also gave up dessert. This plan lost me about a pound a week with Kins. Eating whatever else I pleased. Not so easy this time. I did see some results at first, but then I gained it back, and at the same time my face broke out and I kept feeling crampy all the time like my fertility was trying hard to make a come back. Then I remembered how when I went off the pill before Kins, the same thing happened, and I also gained 5 pounds. From what I understand, when your body gears up to ovulate, you get a rolling increase of estrogen before hand. If your body fails to ovulate, it tries again, with a steeper rise in estrogen this time. Estrogen causes acne, and it's also supposed to cause weight gain. So, I was very excited indeed when a week or so ago, I felt a tell tale pain in my side. One that's always corresponded with the days around ovulation. At the same time, I cut my net calories all the way back to under 1200 per day, and that's with nursing, so it's gotta really be more like 1000-1100 at the most. I don't know if it was cutting calories, or my hormones finally leveling out after accomplishing ovulation. Either way, I started losing weight again. The past 5 days I've been on a real roll, losing .2 pounds per day. I hope I can keep this up and be done losing weight soon. Maintenance number of calories is going to seem downright lavish compared to restricted weight loss levels.

We went for a long walk along our dirt lane. Kin's noticed the mud and said, "Groooosssss!" She stepped quickly out of it. Then she stepped back in. She smiled. And a love affair with mud and puddles was born. Soon enough, she was jumping and squishing her way along the lane, happy as a clam. She said hello to the horses, chased chickens, and after much prep work, learned to answer no when asked if she should run out into the road at the end of the lane. It didn't feel as miserably cold as usual. Big Mac sat happily in the carrier on my back, snug as a bug, and looking at the new sights. Must try to get out for walks on the lane more often.

Feb 1, 2013

Lately

Lately, it's been freezing. We attempt to get out at least once on the weekends, usually resulting in not wanting to go out to play much for another week. Kins likes to play in the snow, even if it does take many layers of preparation. Can you find Big Mac? Maybe just his arm? This is how we roll on winter walks. Only his head pokes out of the huge coat I wear over both of us. He's usually content on walks and sleeps.
Snow angel.
Her one ballet outfit, a hand me down from April, who got it from her sister.
The parachute at the library is always a huge hit.
I've been trying really hard to work out every day. I usually have Big Mac on my back, and set Kins up with some type of art project. She gets bored before too long, and we resort to the ipad at that point.

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