Archive for ‘Lilly’

May 21st, 2013

for the love

 together

I know it’s almost cliche, but they grow up too fast!

Miss Lilly

Five things I’m loving about Lilly:

  1. She’s *almost* walking! She stands up and takes several steps a day, any day now she’ll just keep going and we’ll have another TODDLER.
  2. How she’s growing and blossoming all at once. Lilly interacts with us in a whole new way now; grabbing our hands to make us do something, raising cups to my lips to make me drink, holding my phone by my head and using the buttons, etc. If her hairbow falls out of her hair, she picks it up and tries to put it back in her hair. When she wants a kiss, she moves my face to give me one. Lilly makes the most hilarious facial expressions; we always know how she feels.
  3. The way she plays with my hair and wraps her arm around my neck when she eats. Lilly is so cuddly! She loves to rub soft blankets next to her face and give be hugs to stuffed animals. She likes to pull the throw pillows off the couch and lays on them on the floor.
  4. When she initiates a game of “peek-a-boo” with me. It’s so stinking cute!
  5. The way she gets excited to see David after a long separation (like an hour long nap). A few nights ago, Lilly crawled over to David and leaned in and gave him a big wet kiss. Pretty much the sweetest moment to ever happen.

 Mr D

Five things I’m loving about David:

  1. His talking! Seriously, he’s off the charts with his vocabulary, problem solving, memory, etc. It’s just nuts. I love that I can just talk to him–so much so that I often have to remind myself that he’s still only two and not much older. A couple weeks ago I found a ceramic decorative bird at TJ Maxx. David quickly adopted it, named it “Hypothesis,” and carried it around with him for the following week.
  2. David has been singing like crazy lately. And dancing. And drumming. And making instruments (he lined up some colored pencils and pretended they made a xylophone). His favorite songs are the alphabet, Twinkle Twinkle, I Am a Child of God, and “Dinosaur Train” (really, just the words Dinosaur and train sung over and over again while he bounces his foot like a mini Elvis).
  3. His sweetness. David is the sweetest kid there ever was. Since he was born, it’s usually the first or second thing people say about him–that he’s sweet (and then a comment on his blue eyes). Today while Lilly was napping, David and I just cuddled under a blanket and giggled and played.
  4. He goes to the bathroom completely on his own! He won’t even tell me he needs to go or make me come with him, he just gets up and goes into the bathroom. It’s SO nice to have him be independent. We still have to remind him sometimes, but for a majority of the day he goes all on his own.
  5. David is so helpful! He’ll bring me diapers for Lilly, throw things away, get his shoes, etc. By the end of the summer, I’m hoping he does shoes and the buckles on his car seat all on his own. We’re almost there with shoes already (or we were until I got him new ones).
March 3rd, 2013

ten things going on now

one Lilly is pulling herself up to stand pretty much everywhere these days. Her favorite perch is the toilet.

 

two I’ve been hoarding pictures on my phone. I NEED to post some. I have over 1,000 pictures on my phone and 55 videos. Lots of cute things happen, are photographed and that’s all the farther I get. Shame on me.

 

three Lilly is growing her first TWO teeth. I’m so excited about it! No really, I am. For a while I was starting to wonder if she’d still be toothless at her senior prom.

 

four David is a talking MACHINE. It’s constant. His funny thing this week: There is a baby Elmo illustration on the diaper box we recently got. David keeps telling me that it’s a “mammal wearing glasses.” I get such a kick out of it. Oh, and a week or so ago I was telling him about something I was working on, and he walks over to me and puts his hands on my cheeks and says, “Mommy, what are you talking about?”

 

five Up until this week, I’ve been a sewing machine. I need to post about my projects. I estimate that I completed over 20 projects in 2012, and I’m well on my way to surpassing that for 2013 (8 completed, and many more I’m eager to do).

 

six David is our junior paleontologist. He is obsessed with dinosaurs. He knows their names, what they eat, etc. As a result, I’ve been learning a lot too.

 

seven Lilly will lean on empty boxes and the legs of her high chair to walk for short periods of time.

 

eight David sings the alphabet all the way through all by himself. I’m not even going to beat around the bush: I’m super proud.

 

nine Going on right this second: Lilly really needs a nap.

 

ten Things developed kind of quickly and unexpectedly, but we find ourselves moving to a townhouse April 5. That’s 33 days away (I asked the internet). We’re really excited and I’ll write much more on it later.

I’ll leave you with one of the pictures I’ve been hoarding. Okay, two.

 

January 27th, 2013

Lillybug

In the last month Lilly has been an explosion of growth and development. Okay, maybe just development — she’s actually a lot on the small side (not terribly surprising if you’ve ever stood next to my undaunting 5′-and-a-smidge).

  • Lilly sits up all by herself! It’s one of my favorite baby developments.
  • Shortly after turning 6 months old, she started waving to Matt when he left in the morning. Super cute!
  • A week and a half after she started waving, Lilly started clapping. She was sitting on my lap while we were talking to visitors, and she just started clapping all of the sudden. David was much older when he started clapping, I attribute Lilly’s early clapping to the overabundance of clapping we’ve been doing for David going potty. A lot of clapping (and I’m a clapper by nature).
  • Either right before or right after clapping (within hours of each other), Lilly started saying, “ma ma ma.” It’s all I heard for two straight days. At first she was just making sounds, now she sometimes intentionally says it when she sees me. She’s also started to say other consentant sounds like, “ba ba ba.” I love this stage!
  • After weeks of various crawling styles–inch worm, army, and wounded soldier (dragging one leg behind her, but otherwise crawling)–Lilly finally figured out crawling. She’s been having the time of her life touring our apartment at her own will and getting into David’s trains and toys. I think David is more excited about her crawling than she is; he loves crawling after her and calling to her, “Lilly, come play over here! Come play over here! It’s fun, Lilly!”
  • Since Lilly can sit up now and wants to be involved with everything we do, I let her ride in the front of the cart for the first time, probably her favorite activity to date.
  • Oh, and now she’s trying to pull herself up to stand. She’s an active little thing.

Some pictures of Lillybug in action:

January 18th, 2013

favorites

David’s favorite …

Number: Two

Color: Red

Toy: Dinosaurs and trains

Book: Right now, The True Story of the Three Little Pigs

Movies: Cars, The Lion King, Kung Fu Panda, Tangled, Ice Age 3 (ugh, I wish he didn’t love it as much as he does)

TV Show: Curious George and Thomas the Tank Engine 

Game: “Mr. Pig” (He goes into his room and closes his door, we come knock on it and say, “Mr. Pig, Mr. Pig let me in.” He opens the door and giggles uncontrollably, then closes it and we do it again. And again. And again.)

Song: Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star

Animal: Monkey (because of Curious George), puppies

Food: Muffins, triangle toast (bread cut diagonally), noodles, mini marshmallows … Okay, this list is endless, he loves food

Lilly’s favorite …

Color: Shiny

Toy: Giant stuffed gorilla, bottle with beans in it, whatever David is playing with

Movie: Tangled (okay, she only likes the music)

Game: Peek-a-Boo

Song: Curious George theme song

Animal: Any animal she comes in contact with, David

Food: Banana puffs (after breast milk, of course)

October 6th, 2012

LillyLillyLilly

That’s how David often greets Lilly: “LillyLillyLilly.” (As he climbs on top of her to smother her. I mean, ‘hug’ her.) It’s caught on, I find myself calling her that more and more. We also call her Lils, Lilly Billy, and Lilly Bean. And Cute, because she’s cute.

People ask how David likes having a baby sister. He still crazy loves her. She’s starting to like him, too.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lilly sitting alone on the couch being cute with her hands.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

David finds her. Man, I love her facial expressions.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

David pulling her off the couch by her ankles.

 

July 26th, 2012

one month

I realized yesterday that I’ve only written one post about Lilly. I’m so sorry.

Lillian is already a month old. Yikes that was fast.

 

Lilly continues to be a wonderful baby, and we’re all so in love with her.

Two things:

  • She eats and sleeps like a champ, by newborn standards. We’ve had a couple long nights, just to remind us how good we have it the rest of the time. Seriously, David typically gets up more than she does at night.
  • Lilly is strong. She holds her head up for long periods of time and tries to push up on her arms during tummy time. Oh, and she ROLLS over and scoots herself all over her crib. I almost never find her where I left her.

David still loves her to pieces. We have to watch him closely because he doesn’t always know when he’s being too rough or that he can’t carry her. I can never leave him alone with her, because he tries to carry her off or feed her or push her in her swing (with such enthusiasm it might as well be an amusement park ride).

I let him help me burp her and change her diaper. When she cries when I’m getting clothes, diapers, putting something away, etc, David will stand next to her and say, “Shhh, mommy coming, mommy coming.” It’s the sweetest thing. He tries to share his toys and play ‘catch’ with her (that never ends well).

This is what happens when I do leave them alone, even for a minute: Lilly sleeping and hanging half off the couch because David tried to take her somewhere.

 

Here is David trying to “play” with Lilly. He doesn’t know she can’t breathe. I was actually trying to just take a picture of her with her headband, and right when I took the picture he decided to pinch her nose.

July 4th, 2012

my mother’s daughter

I grew up listening to stories of my brother being born before my mom could even change into a hospital gown, and my mom going from nothing to delivering my sister in 27 minutes.

I should have been more prepared.

Lilly was born about 35 minutes after we parked in the hospital parking lot, and 10(ish) minutes after my water broke. If you want the short version of what happens when you deliver that fast, here it is: no delivery room, no epidural, no doctor, one push.

The long version, for the curious few:

Around 9:30 Sunday night my contractions were 40 seconds long and 2-3 minutes apart, so I decided we’d wait an hour and then go to the hospital. I was painstakingly waiting for the ‘one-minute long, 3-5 minutes apart for an hour’ contractions they tell you to. I was also annoyingly paranoid of being one of those women who show up at the hospital ‘in labor’ and get sent home, so I kept waiting.

Feel free to laugh at me.

At 10:40, we called the babysitter (my sister). At this point, my contractions were uncomfortable, but still manageable. I didn’t feel like it was urgent that we get to the hospital. During our brief drive to the hospital, I looked at the clock at 11:16 and joked with Matt that unless she was born in 45 minutes, she’d be born on June 25th. It wasn’t so funny later. I also made a comment about how I didn’t think I was more than 3 centimeters dilated.

Feel free to laugh at me again (I was off by 5-6 centimeters).

We get to the hospital, the slowest nurse on duty eventually comes with a wheelchair, we go into a generic exam room to change into a hospital gown, and answer dozens of questions I felt could have been asked at a different time. After about 20 minutes of questions and waiting for the nurse to do something, I started jokingly asking about an epidural (I wasn’t really joking, I was just trying to be pleasant. I should have been like those screaming women in the movies).

Shortly after me ‘joking’ about an epidural and the nurse telling me that she was ‘almost done’ asking me questions and then she’d get us moved to a delivery room and check to see how far along I was, my water broke (it was about 11:50). That’s when I knew we weren’t leaving the exam room. The nurse finally checked to see how progressed I was and declared, “holy crap girl, you’re nine and a half centimeters” and left the room mumbling something about my epidural under her breath. She came back with a wheelchair and said that they were going to try to move me to a delivery room. She came to help me get into the wheelchair, but soon left the room swearing. With the wheelchair. (No one told me this then, but apparently they could all see Lilly’s head.)

It’s a sad moment when you realize you’re giving birth without so much as a cough drop for pain. And yes, at this point I was in considerable pain. I don’t have the words to describe it, and you probably don’t want me to anyway. I’ll admit that I was no longer trying to be pleasant, no longer just sitting in silence through contractions, and my arms hurt for two days after because of how hard I was gripping the side of the bed (and Matt). Eventually I resorted to biting the sleeve of Matt’s shirt and squeezing the life out of anything I could get ahold of.

The next 10 minutes were spent in frantic insanity. Nurses were RUNNING in and out with supplies to deliver a baby (this room had only a bed, sink, and computer for asking questions), my doctor was finally called (he didn’t make it in time), I was yelled at not to push. Suddenly I was told, “push for the shoulders” and Lilly was born at exactly midnight.

It’s hard to convey in written form just how fast it all happened; it went FAST.

My ‘recovery’ has been great. Aside from the painkillers they finally gave me almost 2 hours after giving birth, I only asked for 2 ibuprofen for a nurse-induced headache a day or so later. The hospital has a big jacuzzi tub in the maternity wing that I could use literally whenever I wanted, and that my friends is how you spend your nights at a hospital: in a big jacuzzi with water as hot as you can stand it and jets blowing full-blast.

Lilly is absolutely worth it. She’s seriously the BEST baby. I’ve been ‘on my own’ for the last few days, and so far having two kids is completely underwhelming. I’ve honestly been a little bored. I’ve cleaned the bathrooms, reorganized the pantry, cleaned out the fridge, made bread, did all the laundry, played with David, and napped.

If you’re not sick, feel free to visit.

July 1st, 2012

Miss Lillian

World, meet Lillian Grace.

Lillian was born at exactly midnight (12:00:05 to be precise) June 25, 2012*. She was 7 pounds, 2 ounces and 20.5 inches long.

During her insanely fast delivery Lilly swallowed some fluid, so when she was born she was ivory colored and immediately rushed to the NICU to have her lungs pumped clear and given oxygen. When Matt and I met her a couple hours later, she was already a healthy pink and doing very well. She stayed on oxygen overnight, so we didn’t get to hold her until about 8 am after they took her off oxygen. They kept her in the NICU for observation for two days, and we stayed one more night just to make sure she remained stable completely on her own.

It didn’t take long before we were all calling her “Lilly,” and I often find myself calling her Miss Lilly; she’s very dainty and lady-like. Not to mention, it’s easier for David to say “Lilly” than Lillian. The name is a combination of family names and personal taste: Lillian  is my great aunt’s name (a very special figure in our family) and Grace is a family name from several generations ago. We liked the sound of Lillian Grace, and Lilly is just the cutest nickname.

David LOVES Lilly. He gets jealous when I’m holding her and he’s not. He loves to hold her and kiss her and play with her hands. We have to watch him closely because he’ll try to pick her up (often bum first) and take her somewhere. The last few nights of Lilly sleeping in the crib, David has slept better than he has in a month. He loves to have “Baby Lilly” with him.

Don’t get me wrong, there has been some adjusting for David. He has his moments when he wants our attention when we’re giving it to her, but those aren’t super common. He looks for opportunities to test his limits and see if we’re paying attention, but for the most part he’s done phenomenally.

Lilly is the the most wonderful baby. She eats and sleeps well, already eating every 3 hours and sleeping for 4 and 5 hour stretches at night. She has dimples on both cheeks and smiles constantly in her sleep, and often when she hears David.

If you want to read about the labor and delivery, a post will follow. Trust me, this delivery deserves a post all its own.

* Our anniversary is August 25, Matt’s birthday is September 25, and my birthday is October 25 — So June 25 is the perfect birthday. 

June 14th, 2012

nursery rhymes

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The room is small and simple, but full of love:

  • David’s baby bedding and now ‘big boy’ bedding was/is a hot air balloon and airplane theme (airplanes are a BIG deal to Matt and his dad (Papa), so it was only fitting). The quilt on the wall was made by Matt’s mom (Nana) and matches David’s crib bumper and has a matching hot air balloon pillowcase.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • The prints on the wall above David’s bed are Matt originals that I saved from his printmaking class from way back when (in thrift store $1 sanded and painted frames).

  • On the shelf above David’s bed are two very special items: 1) a toy airplane that both Matt and Papa played with as little boys, 2) a “treasure box” from my grandpa for David. My grandpa gives a treasure box to every grandson (and now great-grandson). The boxes aren’t given at a specific age and no two grandsons get the same box; he gives the box when he finds the “right” one during his travels. David’s box opens with a combination and contains two rare coins and $1. I think it’s such a neat tradition and hope that David finds the box special when he’s a little older.

  • The hot air balloon mobile is the same mobile that hung above David’s crib, and what I tried to use as inspiration for making a new crib bumper and skirt for baby Coco. The thought process was that David’s ‘side’ focuses on the hot air balloon itself, so her side should focus on the animals IN the hot air balloon. Easier thought up than done. Lots of shopping later, I settled on elephant fabric for one side of the bumper and a pale pink for the other (she is a girl after all). I sewed it all up with the elephants meant to be facing out, only to discover when I was completely done and tying the bumper to the crib that the elephants lined up exactly with the crib slats and couldn’t be seen. So, elephants on the inside and pink on the outside, which allowed me to use an olive colored queen-size flat sheet to make a simple crib skirt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • I had something completely different in mind when I set out to sew a crib bumper, and I was honestly a little disappointed when what I had envisioned wasn’t working out and I had to settle on different fabric (no one told me how expensive cute fabric was when I got my sewing machine, I was so naive). That was, until I was given this ADORABLE blanket from a close friend that literally ties the whole crib together; it is elephant themed with matching pinks and greens to the bumper and skirt. I’m crazy about it.

  • The blanket that you see in the crib was made by my grandma. My grandma made a blanket with the same pattern 18 years ago for my cousin and fell in love with it. Her house burnt down right after, and she couldn’t replicate or find the pattern again, until recently. My grandma was at a craft fair browsing a box of patterns not expecting to find anything interesting, and she ended up pulling out this long-lost blanket pattern and has just been waiting for a new baby girl to make it for.

 

June 11th, 2012

distance makes the heart grow fonder

Miss me? No, I haven’t forgotten I have a blog. I’ve just been busy preparing for baby Coco and chasing David (literally chasing). I have a dozen or so drafts that need to be finished and published, but first things first.

 

Pregnancy.

People want to know: how’s it going? how much longer, again? Pregnancy has been great, thus I haven’t had much to say about it. Lately it has been getting a little uncomfortable, but that’s to be expected. I feel lucky that up until 35 weeks, I didn’t even have swelling to complain about (then we took one last road trip to a wedding across the state and I exchanged my dainty ankles for clubs). Today I’m officially 37 weeks, making me fullterm. I’m supposed to “stay close” and be ready because I’m in the ANY TIME NOW zone. It feels like this pregnancy went crazy, scary fast. David went right up to his due date, I don’t know when for sure, but I would be surprised if I made it to my due date with Coco. Things are very different.

Over the last few weeks I’ve been doing the last of the baby prepping; sewing baby blankets and a crib bumper, washing and organizing FOUR full loads of baby clothes, blankets, burp cloths, and bedding, and making tons of baby hair accessories. I’m not going crazy with it, I just want people to know she’s a girl.

 

Names.

We have it narrowed down to a few names. Unlike David, I’m not super stressed about it. We don’t know the exact name we’ll give her, but I’m confident that when we meet her, we’ll have the right name.

 

David.

Last weekend my sister Melissa got married, so we went over to Fruitland and stayed with my parents. Two things about this: David’s favorite person in the whole world (even above me) is my younger sister Kendra, and my parents have lever-style door handles that nearly made me bald. Every chance he got, David would sneak out the front door and run full speed straight for the moderately-busy, 35 mph street by the house, and then all 36-weeks-pregnant me would have to sprint after him (something no one should have to witness, it wasn’t glamorous). David had a great trip being Kendra’s shadow and trying to put me into labor.

David is cuter that cute, but now full of that toddler independence. We’ve been adjusting to new kinds of messes and new kinds of tantrums (on the floor rolling and screaming). He’s also affectionate, quirky, and in my completely biased opinion, freaky smart.