Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Catch Up
A long time ago (like 3 weeks), hubs and I went out for his firm’s annual after holiday party, while Uncle Faris kept Z. I finally uploaded the pictures today and thought I would share. I feel like we rarely get dressed up and go out anymore and even more rarely do we photograph the occasion. Granted, we ended up at Five Guys and a movie, but we preferred that to being “out” anyway.
I have to admit it’s hard to leave that sweet face, but he found ways to keep himself occupied!
We also had my aunt and cousin stay with us for a while. It was nice for us and Z to visit with family and they were great company. Good excuse for a dinner party with friends!
Monday, February 13, 2012
The Wiggles
There is a new obsession in the Gax household and that is The Wiggles, yes those jolly Aussie’s have a hold on Z like you wouldn’t believe. Every day he says “I wanna watch Wiggles.” We’ve even learned to leverage it, like eat your dinner theeeen Wiggles.
He literally goes to sleep talking about the Wiggles and wakes up talking about them. He says “I wake up watch wiggles” before he goes to sleep and he exclaims “I watch wiggles!” when he wakes up in the morning. Guys, this is bad.
“I want” has become a staple phrase in our house. It’s “I want this” “I want that,” I usually repeat the request and he replies “yah.” This morning he said “I want some” and pointed to my cereal, but then when I tried to eat his waffle, which he was not interested in, he started whining “Waaaffffle!” I think we may have a problem with sharing.
The other day he did the sweetest thing, he was resting his head on my shoulder after his nap and he just started singing “You are my sunshine” in a low sweet voice. I joined in then I wanted to sing it again and he said “one more time,” put his head back on my shoulder and started singing again. I may or may not have shed an emotional preggo tear… Or two.
It was freezing this weekend, but we managed a little outside time. Of course, mostly to play “sacket-ball” his favorite activity. I couldn’t help but watch the little basketball teams playing at the Y on Saturday and thinking that will be Z one day, dressed in his jersey running around the court fumbling to get the ball into the impossibly high goal. That is, if he doesn’t tire of it before then.
He literally goes to sleep talking about the Wiggles and wakes up talking about them. He says “I wake up watch wiggles” before he goes to sleep and he exclaims “I watch wiggles!” when he wakes up in the morning. Guys, this is bad.
“I want” has become a staple phrase in our house. It’s “I want this” “I want that,” I usually repeat the request and he replies “yah.” This morning he said “I want some” and pointed to my cereal, but then when I tried to eat his waffle, which he was not interested in, he started whining “Waaaffffle!” I think we may have a problem with sharing.
The other day he did the sweetest thing, he was resting his head on my shoulder after his nap and he just started singing “You are my sunshine” in a low sweet voice. I joined in then I wanted to sing it again and he said “one more time,” put his head back on my shoulder and started singing again. I may or may not have shed an emotional preggo tear… Or two.
It was freezing this weekend, but we managed a little outside time. Of course, mostly to play “sacket-ball” his favorite activity. I couldn’t help but watch the little basketball teams playing at the Y on Saturday and thinking that will be Z one day, dressed in his jersey running around the court fumbling to get the ball into the impossibly high goal. That is, if he doesn’t tire of it before then.
Monday, January 30, 2012
Mr. Independent
The past couple of weekends have been so fun with our little man. He loves our weekend routine of going to the gym, playing outside, and eating out together, and so do we.
Everything is “in here” or “dere.” Like “I go dere,” “not working in here.” Just yesterday, he said “Shoe goff (shoes off) in here.” He’s repeating things he hears us say and just this morning said “Don’t do dat.” I’m thinking he’s heard that a time or two.
Last night he was even trying to repeat what my dad was saying and he was speaking in Arabic!
He is becoming Mr. Independent and doesn’t want help climbing up into his chair to eat or getting in and out of the car seat. The other day, he actually told Nick to “LET GO” when he was trying to help him. I would have been frightened if I weren’t laughing so hard!
He’s now had his first case of croup, which is highly contagious and requires immediate pick up from school. Because my mom was in Pensacola taking care of my sister’s kids, that fell on me and went something like this:
Call from the school, frantic calls to husband dad and doctor, pick up from school, bring him to office to see patients (me not him), go home get supplies (i.e. pack n play, diapers, snacks, books, etc.), get lunch (him not me), get to the doctor, eat lunch in the waiting room, get seen, get prescription, go to pharmacy and back to the office for patients (me) and nap (him). Thankfully, he slept the entire afternoon (1:30 to 4:30). By the time we got home an did the evening routine I was EXHAUSTED, like fall asleep on the couch at 8 o’clock exhausted.
Thankfully we caught that in time, and he was fine, but now he has a dry cough that’s keeping him up at night and a low-grade fever. The call should be coming anytime….
Everything is “in here” or “dere.” Like “I go dere,” “not working in here.” Just yesterday, he said “Shoe goff (shoes off) in here.” He’s repeating things he hears us say and just this morning said “Don’t do dat.” I’m thinking he’s heard that a time or two.
Last night he was even trying to repeat what my dad was saying and he was speaking in Arabic!
He’s now had his first case of croup, which is highly contagious and requires immediate pick up from school. Because my mom was in Pensacola taking care of my sister’s kids, that fell on me and went something like this:
Call from the school, frantic calls to husband dad and doctor, pick up from school, bring him to office to see patients (me not him), go home get supplies (i.e. pack n play, diapers, snacks, books, etc.), get lunch (him not me), get to the doctor, eat lunch in the waiting room, get seen, get prescription, go to pharmacy and back to the office for patients (me) and nap (him). Thankfully, he slept the entire afternoon (1:30 to 4:30). By the time we got home an did the evening routine I was EXHAUSTED, like fall asleep on the couch at 8 o’clock exhausted.
Thankfully we caught that in time, and he was fine, but now he has a dry cough that’s keeping him up at night and a low-grade fever. The call should be coming anytime….
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Monday, January 23, 2012
Numba 2
This post is dedicated to baby number 2, who has proven herself to be a mystery in her mere 22 and 1/2 weeks of existence. I know I had some symptoms when I was pregnant with Z, but they were few and more importantly common, you know food aversions, nausea, fatigue, etc. And, I have had some of those with number 2, but I have also had some other less common symptoms. I attribute these strange symptoms to pregnancy because I’ve googled, and found that I’m not the only one who’s had these.
Note: you can google virtually ANYTHING with the word pregnancy and know that someone somewhere has had it too. I mean ANYTHING from crazy dreams to toenail fungus. I’m just saying.
So, my first weird symptom was also an early one and that was a nosebleed, recurring for a period of about 3 or 4 weeks. I’ve never had nosebleeds, so I blamed that on baby girl. Those stopped, then began bleeding gums, particularly one spot which stays irritated, but I’m not getting into that. Now, I’m getting tongue ulcers (weird that 2 of these are mouth related). For about a week, I have had these migrating, relatively painful ulcers on my tongue. At first, I thought it was a virus, because I noticed Z had them too, but now I’m starting to think it’s pregnancy related, why? Because I googled of course! I have also had (what I think is) sciatic nerve pain in the rear region, but thankfully that is pretty much gone.
By the way, I’m sorry if this is TMI, that’s not usually my style.
This girl is SO active. I can’t believe I didn’t even notice Z kick until around 20 weeks. I have been feeling her since at least 15, and it seems like she’s moving all day (and night). Slow down, girlfriend!
I had my first random person ask if I was pregnant at Zumba yesterday, and she said “the baby must be tired” because I was really shaking it, so yeah, it’s probably my fault. She may come out doing the merengue.
I have started to tell Z that “there’s a baby in there.” I also had to teach him to “rub Mama’s belly” otherwise, he wanted to slap it.
Note: you can google virtually ANYTHING with the word pregnancy and know that someone somewhere has had it too. I mean ANYTHING from crazy dreams to toenail fungus. I’m just saying.
So, my first weird symptom was also an early one and that was a nosebleed, recurring for a period of about 3 or 4 weeks. I’ve never had nosebleeds, so I blamed that on baby girl. Those stopped, then began bleeding gums, particularly one spot which stays irritated, but I’m not getting into that. Now, I’m getting tongue ulcers (weird that 2 of these are mouth related). For about a week, I have had these migrating, relatively painful ulcers on my tongue. At first, I thought it was a virus, because I noticed Z had them too, but now I’m starting to think it’s pregnancy related, why? Because I googled of course! I have also had (what I think is) sciatic nerve pain in the rear region, but thankfully that is pretty much gone.
By the way, I’m sorry if this is TMI, that’s not usually my style.
This girl is SO active. I can’t believe I didn’t even notice Z kick until around 20 weeks. I have been feeling her since at least 15, and it seems like she’s moving all day (and night). Slow down, girlfriend!
I had my first random person ask if I was pregnant at Zumba yesterday, and she said “the baby must be tired” because I was really shaking it, so yeah, it’s probably my fault. She may come out doing the merengue.
I have started to tell Z that “there’s a baby in there.” I also had to teach him to “rub Mama’s belly” otherwise, he wanted to slap it.
Monday, January 9, 2012
Changing Times
Sometimes I think back to the time right before I had Z and how I thought there were things I would never be able to do again once a baby entered the picture. On the top of that list was going out to eat. We used to say, we’ll never be able to do this again, you know go to a nice restaurant eat peacefully and talk, stay out past 7 or 8 or even 9 o’clock (admittedly, that I didn’t think I would be able to do even when we were taking him out). Now, I think back to the many peaceful evenings we’ve spent at restaurants on Saturday nights the past 2 years (certainly not all peaceful) and I remember that things don’t always end up how you think they will.
We had one such evening on Saturday. My aunt and cousin are in town, so we decided to go to Bonefish Grill with them and my parents. We had to wait a few minutes, but then we were seated and we got to enjoy several courses and take our time. We were able to converse and eat our food at a normal pace. Sure I had to attend to Z, feed him fishsticks and such, and sure he had my phone about half the time, but that’s nothing to complain about. Then, we left and went to Barnes and Noble where we chatted some more, browsed magazines and books, and as long as we sat around the train table, we were able to do it all in peace. Sure I had to take him to the bathroom and change a poopy diaper on the disgusting changing table in order to keep him from the being the smelly kid at the train table, but that was really no bother either.
It actually almost felt like a pre-baby weekend outing. We even got home around 9, put Z to sleep and did another thing I never thought we’d be able to do, slept in, until almost 9 in the morning!
We’ve been able to go to the gym on the weekends. I haven’t really missed any of my TV shows, and sure we don’t go to the movies much anymore, but we still rent movies and watch them at home after Z goes to sleep. What was I so worried about?
The thing is, that I wouldn’t want all those freedoms again even if I could have them, because Z has enriched my life in ways that being able to go to the movies, or up and take a weekend trip somewhere never could. I used to wonder what my life would be like with a little person in it, and now I wonder how I lived without him for so long! All of this is to say that I am so thankful for my little man and the ability to enjoy things I used to with him because we’re a family now and that’s what families do.
Why am I reflecting on this now? Maybe because I feel many of my freedoms will be temporarily suspended again soon, in 4 and 1/2 months to be exact, when we have 2 little ones to entertain and tend to, 2 to worry about bedtimes and naps, and 2 to potentially keep us from said activities we are so fond of, but I honestly couldn’t be happier about it! (Someone remind me about this in about 5 and 1/2 months). One thing I have learned is to enjoy the moment and when things change change with them!
Speaking of BG2. She has been moving a lot lately! I felt her for the first time around 15 weeks and for the past 2 or 3 weeks it has been unmistakable! That is probably one of my most favorite things about pregnancy! It’s like a constant (sweet) reminder that your little one is in there.
Z still has no idea what’s going on, at least I don’t think so. He has been a little attached to me lately, but that’s probably just a coincidence.
We have not decided on a name, but it’s not for lack of trying. I’m sorry #2, it’s just too hard, but we’ll get it, eventually.
I have bought probably about 10 outfits, so far. It was a little hard at first, but clearly I am having no problem doing it now.
We are working on the rooms, and by working I mean discussing. Z’s gonna move upstairs to a big boy room and BG2 is taking his, which means we’ve got some painting to do, and by that I mean we’ve got to get someone to do some painting for us.
Z is such a stickler for routine that I’m afraid what this is going to do to him. Having said that, his bedtime routine has changed some over the months. He doesn’t insist on singing itsy bitsy spider in the bed anymore, but we do read a book in bed. Y’all, it’s the sweetest thing, first he sets his winnieS and Elmo up and tells them “sit bottom Winnies, sit bottom elmo,” then we read a book. Lately it has been Llama Llama Red Pajama (If you don’t have this book, get it, seriously). Right after we finish the book, he takes his friends, and says “okay Winnies, okay Elmo," and gets them and himself situated on his pillow and that’s (usually) the end of it. I love and cherish that moment so much I can’t even tell you!
Speaking of change, Mama’s gettin’ big!
We had one such evening on Saturday. My aunt and cousin are in town, so we decided to go to Bonefish Grill with them and my parents. We had to wait a few minutes, but then we were seated and we got to enjoy several courses and take our time. We were able to converse and eat our food at a normal pace. Sure I had to attend to Z, feed him fishsticks and such, and sure he had my phone about half the time, but that’s nothing to complain about. Then, we left and went to Barnes and Noble where we chatted some more, browsed magazines and books, and as long as we sat around the train table, we were able to do it all in peace. Sure I had to take him to the bathroom and change a poopy diaper on the disgusting changing table in order to keep him from the being the smelly kid at the train table, but that was really no bother either.
It actually almost felt like a pre-baby weekend outing. We even got home around 9, put Z to sleep and did another thing I never thought we’d be able to do, slept in, until almost 9 in the morning!
We’ve been able to go to the gym on the weekends. I haven’t really missed any of my TV shows, and sure we don’t go to the movies much anymore, but we still rent movies and watch them at home after Z goes to sleep. What was I so worried about?
The thing is, that I wouldn’t want all those freedoms again even if I could have them, because Z has enriched my life in ways that being able to go to the movies, or up and take a weekend trip somewhere never could. I used to wonder what my life would be like with a little person in it, and now I wonder how I lived without him for so long! All of this is to say that I am so thankful for my little man and the ability to enjoy things I used to with him because we’re a family now and that’s what families do.
Why am I reflecting on this now? Maybe because I feel many of my freedoms will be temporarily suspended again soon, in 4 and 1/2 months to be exact, when we have 2 little ones to entertain and tend to, 2 to worry about bedtimes and naps, and 2 to potentially keep us from said activities we are so fond of, but I honestly couldn’t be happier about it! (Someone remind me about this in about 5 and 1/2 months). One thing I have learned is to enjoy the moment and when things change change with them!
Speaking of BG2. She has been moving a lot lately! I felt her for the first time around 15 weeks and for the past 2 or 3 weeks it has been unmistakable! That is probably one of my most favorite things about pregnancy! It’s like a constant (sweet) reminder that your little one is in there.
Z still has no idea what’s going on, at least I don’t think so. He has been a little attached to me lately, but that’s probably just a coincidence.
We have not decided on a name, but it’s not for lack of trying. I’m sorry #2, it’s just too hard, but we’ll get it, eventually.
I have bought probably about 10 outfits, so far. It was a little hard at first, but clearly I am having no problem doing it now.
We are working on the rooms, and by working I mean discussing. Z’s gonna move upstairs to a big boy room and BG2 is taking his, which means we’ve got some painting to do, and by that I mean we’ve got to get someone to do some painting for us.
Z is such a stickler for routine that I’m afraid what this is going to do to him. Having said that, his bedtime routine has changed some over the months. He doesn’t insist on singing itsy bitsy spider in the bed anymore, but we do read a book in bed. Y’all, it’s the sweetest thing, first he sets his winnieS and Elmo up and tells them “sit bottom Winnies, sit bottom elmo,” then we read a book. Lately it has been Llama Llama Red Pajama (If you don’t have this book, get it, seriously). Right after we finish the book, he takes his friends, and says “okay Winnies, okay Elmo," and gets them and himself situated on his pillow and that’s (usually) the end of it. I love and cherish that moment so much I can’t even tell you!
The Winnies
Speaking of change, Mama’s gettin’ big!
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