4 and 22 months!

Oops! This one got stuck in the drafts...whats almost 2 months late...and so did the next one, however it still needs to be tweaked before I post it, but lets get this one done. :)

Have I said how much I love being a mom? Because I really do love being a mom. We went to a play place locally, and there as a mom there we were talking to, we both agreed, how much we love every stage. How we are saddened when one stage seems to be over, but love the next one just as much as the last and doing our best to enjoy it all without dwelling on looking forward to quickly. I’ve heard some people say, Oh I can’t wait until…but I want to enjoy the stage they are in and not let those things that might be hard about one stage ruin the wonder and joy of that stage. 

Time is really going to fast, and I don’t want to miss any of it. 

Roo is just growing and growing…and growing! He turned 4months so quickly. He is rolling all around the place, he loves to watch big brother, and has the best smile to melt my heart. I love those dimples!

He is so ticklish! I have to be careful rubbing his back to comfort him, or else it just makes him madder. I can’t say that I blame him much. I love how he will just giggle away when I change his clothes, because he is so ticklish.

He is more and more vocal, new squeaks and squawks to make sure we know he wants to be apart of everything. Each new sound is so much fun.

He loves to be held, but wants to look out at all the activities. He tends to want to be cuddled only when tired. He just started leaning his head on my shoulder and snuggling in.

 He is almost twice his birth weight. Its so strange for me, his weight is normal, unlike Bear, so the fact that he only have worn some outfits only once before they were too big is an oddity to me. . I know that’s how its suppose to be, but with Bear he was wearing some of these outfits until he was almost 9month old, that Roo doesn’t fit in any more… really does mess with my mind a little. I’m getting out clothes I feel like I just put away into our garage for storage…oh wait I just did put them away. Bear only just grew out of these clothes. Especially as I am pulling out outfits now that Bear was wearing when he started crawling, then walking. I have a picture of him cruising the furniture in an outfit I dressed Roo in this week! For me I have to mentally make the effort not to make Roo older because of it…but realize he is only 4 months old. :)

He has been rolling over on to his tummy to sleep, with his little rump in the air. Now in his own room, and a seemingly huge crib for him to move around in, he prefers his tummy, no matter what I do. It’s another reason I constantly check on the boy during the night. It’s a mom thing.

I love how soft his skin is and his fuzzy hair, the smell of his milk breath, the strength of his little hand when it grasp my fingers, his coos and sighs, and the how he smiles with his whole being when he knows he has my attention. 

I love watching these two together! Morning routine, here is Bear greeting Roo, and together watching PBS, and Bear sharing his beloved Mickey and Pooh bear with little brother. Precious moments I cherish.  

Bear's favorite loveies! 

Anything and everything can be used as a phone, he is "talking" on his "phone", which is  actually a coffee stir  left by Papa.

Bear loves his music, we discovered playing Billy Hill and the Hillbilllies from Disneyland is a new favorite to dance too. He sure can move those feet!

 Bear has new words all the time, Horsey, and giraffe are the newest ones, and he loves to say ice, hot and that or that’s, over and over and over again. It’s usually once he has figured out what something is, he is so proud of himself that he says it again and again…and again! I just love his little voice. Specially when he says momma or mommy, and dada or daddeee. I one of those moments where you realize it clicked for him, we were coming home from a family night, and I believe it was snowy, at this time, everything was hot (btw, hot is now translated to him as don’t touch, so anything he knows is a no-no, is called hot) I told him, no its cold, its ice. And I gave him a small piece of ice from my cup and he held it, let it melt and said slowly iccces…icces…icee…each time more and more confident, and faster until he could say the word perfectly. I love these moment of seeing him learn, even the most smallest things, treasuring those time where the simplest thing is the best.

 He is such a curious guy, investigates everything he can. Has an obsession with closing the door to the basement. And loves to blow his nose, so much so I had to remove the napkins from the table, because he liked to use every. single. one. This is the enjoyment he gets from throwing the “used” tissue into the garbage, the only time I will let him open up the garbage can….I had to watch the trash there for a few days, before I taught him toys don’t belong in the trash can too.

 I feel like he has grown in height quite a bit specially since Christmas, everything he can’t get into is elevated to our eye level, or else he can reach the top, or finds a way to, climbing on this box or moving that chair to get into it. All cabinets are now baby locked and all outside doors have those toddler rings, the prevent them from opening the door…and now the bathroom does too. Incident at Christmas…Older cousin M was caught playing in the toilet on one level…Bear caught playing in yet another toilet one floor below. Baths quickly followed. Funny, is the two other cousins reported to Doc that Bear was playing in the ocean! (with glee) he thought, oh its like when you played the carpet was lava and couldn’t touch it…but nope….he was playing in the “ocean” splashing away and completely covered in toilet water. Thankfully nothing else. And we could all laugh about it. Hence the new lock to the door…prevent ocean playing for now.

Playing in the Tent we made

There still are occasional days where Bear takes two naps along with brother, and he asks for those which does crack me up, but those are usually only once a week. That morning time, has become special to me, where I get Bear and mommy time, we play with cars, read books, or watch a show together, where every thing that flashes on the screen, get’s a “that?” and I get to answer. I truly am amazed to realize how many names one item can have, dog, doggy, pup, puppy, cat, kitten…you get the idea. But I can see how it can be confusing to him for me to refer to the same item, with another name the next time he asked, but it’s all apart of the learning process that I do find fascinating.   

Like I said, I so love being a mommy. Each day is a new adventure to discover together. 

3 and 21!

Time, as I always seem to be saying is going too fast, specially when it comes to my boys growing up. I missed writing about month 2 and 20, but we were enjoying the holidays.

It was a wonderful time of family and food! Precious memories, specially getting to introduce my youngest to my grandma! Meaningful, as his name is in honor of my Grandpa’s legacy. It was so special. I loved getting to spend time with my nieces and nephew. It was great to get extra unexpected hugs from my nephew, makes me feel like I might be a favorite Auntie (note I said a, not thee…I know I’m not the favorite He loves us all) and my niece crawling into my lap asking me to read to her. It was a busy crazy time with 19 of us around, but truly was wonderful.

 Roo is now 3 months old! I can’t believe it. All too quickly he is growing out of the sleeping 23.5 hours of the day in my arms to our happy guy, revealing his personality. I can’t imagine life without him. It feels like he has always been here with us.

 

He is such a chunk a hunk! I love his pudgy thighs! I didn’t have that before with my first one being so tiny. He is currently almost more then half the size of his older brother, and twice the size his brother was at this age. It makes him sound huge, but he is only in the 30% and healthy Roo actually fits in the clothes for his age group! Bear is just now starting to wear 18month sizes…a little big though. 

 NO PAC to speak of too. He has a happy, healthy, heart!

Not sure what color eyes he will have. So far they have been a blue gray, now almost a silver color. His hair is lightening too. He went with the old man look for a couple weeks, lost all his hair on the top of his head, but it quickly came back, still a darker hue, but with a hint of gold to it. I love his smile! His dimples are so precious!

 Roo loves to eat, so no surprise there. I’m figuring out a new feeding /sleeping schedule with this one, since I don’t have to make sure to nurse him as much as I had to with Bear. Again all about weight, but he doesn’t need to eat every two hours, well hour and a half, plus a top of with a bottle which means using the pump…it was really hectic and for that I am thankful. Roo would like to eat every hour, even just a snack, if I let him, but we tend to be able to go every 3 to 4.

He also loves to sleep. Christmas Eve Roo gave us the gift of sleeping through the night and had pretty much done that every night. Going to bed at 8pm-ish to 6:30am-ish! There have been some nights with a midnight or 2am feeding, or up every hour…but overall, been an amazing sleeper!

 He also loved to be naked! Well, in only his diaper. He gets the biggest grin on his face whenever I change him out of his sleeper, he will go from crying to smiles, he stretches out, and then kicks those legs with major enthusiasm. He trying to roll over, but so far has not been successful…but does end up making a circle on the blankets.

He loves to be cozy warm while sleeping, but is a ninja at getting out of his super swaddle. Something I read on a blog, which is supposed to be hard to get out of…. Anyway, he is able to wiggle out of it, and how I have no idea.  

 He enjoys his baths too, and the mirror of his cute face fascinates him. He is learning to splash.

He is so strong! Started holding his head up after a few weeks old, and loves to be “stood” up, or sat up in our arms for a good look see at the world, although he isn’t too sure of the bumbo yet. I think it’s more of him wanting to be held if he can be. We moved the swing to the kitchen dinning area, because he hates to be separated from us in another room during meals. He does love to be held, and doesn’t like to do tummy time unless one of us is right there lying on the floor with him.

He has discovered his thumb last week. His right hand is his preference currently, but does alternate and he likes to chew on it with a huge grin. He does enjoy his binki.

His nickname of Sir-poops a lot has changed into Little Toot! ;) haha, need I say more. 

 He is a TV junkie like his brother, and will be fascinated watching a whole baby Einstein with Bear. Enraptured with musicals we dance too. Maybe it’s more my dancing then the music. Ha!

He has the best laugh! It’s just starting to emerge, been doing the silent laugh for a while, with his whole body wiggles. He also gets the hiccups when really delighted. So far, only mommy is super funny! I love that I’m the one to get him to laugh. He has been laughing in his sleep for a while, I do wonder what dreams a baby has that are so funny. 

 He does love to talk to us, coos and sighs are the best. He has a huff/gruff/snort/puff that I still say sounds like a bangle tiger. He will coo away to brother, who listens with intent rapture. I think Bear truly understands what Roo is saying.

He watches big brother all the time, as big brother watches him. Nothing makes me happier to see those two drawn already into friendship. 

 Bear loves to share his thing with Roo. Comfort Roo if he is crying. Bear gives Roo abundant hugs and kisses, and asks to hold him. (I have to watch, or else Bear will try to pick Roo up from tummy time for “hugs”) I love how Bear croons back to Roo and always making sure Roo is taken care of too. After naps, I usually get Bear first and he runs into our room and rushes to look in the bassinet to check on Roo. I’ve been transitioning Roo into his own crib. This really confused Bear to hear Roo’s cries, and not find him in the bassinet. He was very relieved I came in with Roo from the nursery.

My hubby went out of town for four days to a work conference, and Bear was my little helper. Including, one bath night, I managed to give them both a bath, in their sleepers, and rocked both of them at the same time on my lap before bed. I was rather proud of myself to hold both, they were changed, clean, and calm…three wonderful c’s. J It was special, as I read a book to them, Bear reached out for Roo’s hand and they sat there in my lap holding hands. Priceless.

 Bear is 21months! So close to being two, it blows my mind.

 Bear is our ball of energy. He doesn’t stop when awake. Always busy. If he is not playing with his cars, then it’s musical instruments, or it’s drumming on the Tupperware. His favorite is Mickey, he calls Key. Loves the “that” game still, mostly with animals he sees. He will point out the cows, sheep, dogs, ducks, chickens on the pages of his books or toys or blocks. He had a book with Mickey the other day, trying to get him to say it back to me, instead he climbed off my lap, dug through his toy box and pulled out his Mickey mouse stuffed toy, I’m stunned he knew a 2D picture to a 3D item was the same. I am amazed at what he does truly know. I was so delighted to find out when I asked him where his ears, nose, mouth, eyes, hair and fingers were, he knew exactly what I was saying.

 He does have his own language, with words we understand yet many we don’t. but he does assume we completely understand him…so we have to be careful, not to just say yes, or yeah or uh huh... cause he really does think he is asking us something, and we could be agreeing to him climbing on the table…but at least he asked. :) I do love his chatter. He really loves to talk on the phone, so if you ever want to call just to chat, he will be your man.

Anything and everything will be a phone too, from a block to the silver snap that attaches the binki to Roo. Not sure all who he is talking too, but he will… “hmm uh uhah ….hahahaha” Through it all. It cracks us up! 

 My Bear LOVES to dance! We have been sick for almost a month, and since mommy’s don’t get sick days, musicals have been a huge help to when I have nothing left. He loves Sound of Music. And he sat through that whole movie!! Well…sat…danced through that whole movie! No wonder he sleeps so well!

Running is a joy. Games of chase are a favorite. He can now take the steps walking down without help or sliding backwards.

More teeth have revealed themselves, just adding to Bear’s wonderful grin. I love our little stinker-bean, when in trouble, he says “Hiiiiiyeeea”(His hi in a super cutesy voice and gives this great grin that says- I know I’m in trouble, so I’ll be as cute as can be to try to get out of it- He still gets his time out, but its super hard not to grin back at him. Silly boy.

 He loves those books still. I hope always will.

Bears favorite foods are milk and chocolate. Sometimes together. :) Well it varies daily overall, something he liked yesterday, or the week before, doesn’t today. Try to be consistent with variety of foods. He does like his broccoli. Thankfully he is gaining weight steadily, not huge amounts, but at a good pace that he is staying on the same curve of 8 to 9% and 30% in height.

He has the deepest chocolate brown eyes! He gets that from my dad’s mom. I love his fly away curls! Fighting to keep them…some have been telling me I need to cut his hair…not realizing all they are doing in making me all the more stubborn to wait. :) I also know what its like to weekly cut that boys fingernails…lets just say out of everything of being a mom…I HATE clipping their nails and I worry the neighbors will think I am beating them. If you want both to scream bloody murder…just pull out the clippers. No matter how I have tried to make it easy, it’s like wrestling an alligator. And as my hubby has proudly told me, he remembers that he would scream bloody murder when getting his hair cut…MIL confirmed this story. I would like to wait somewhat until we have a little more dialog established with Bear before we take scissors to his golden locks.

Bear does want to help me with laundry and chores. He loves to be handed the clothes to put in the washer or dryer. Putting his toys away is a game…more then not he does promptly dump out the gather toys in the bin, but we are getting there. He loves to sweep too, specially if he gets the dust pan. Sometimes a little enthusiastic and I caught him trying to sweep the refrigerator and stove. We had a talk about the broom belonging on the floor.

He not only does he laugh, cry and crawl in his sleep, he now talks in his sleep. I thought I had woken him, when starting to check on him and heard a boisterous hi! And then his following babble. He was completely asleep!

His giggle and laugh are so precious to me. I love to hear his squeals of joy.  

 Naps are still adjusting. Some days he just needs two naps. Some days, depending on how late he slept in, he takes just the one but it’s for a few hours.  And it’s usually a morning nap. He does ask for those naps too. He had grown out of cuddling before naps, sad for me for I loved that time, but also does make it easy to take care of both boys. It’s 50/50 to cuddles in the morning too. I am thankful he will still randomly just come up for a cuddle, and before bed snuggles in with a book on my lap, or leans in for a kiss just because.

There was some adjustment time with little brother, was for all of us, but he sure looks out for him now. Although after the first two weeks, he was more curious, then upset at the new family dynamics. I love that he is so protective of him already. When I go to leave he make sure Roo is with us, and has been so patient at the store, unloading and loading, reaching a hand to Roo, as though to reassure he won’t go far from us.

It’s all going by way too fast! I wish I could write all the stories to share every fun moment, even those un-fun moments of being a mom. I guess I will go back to treasuring this time up in my heart. I guess I'll settle for a few more pictures, worth a thousand words. ;) 

  

A Wink and A Smile! 

Dance

I love watching Little Bear dance.

There is no inhabitation.

No worry of technique or style. He hears the music and moves. He openly displays all the bliss in his little heart. The beat of the drums is demonstrated in the rhythm of his feet. The freedom from critique of others, his arms lift and wave with the melodies.  

The squeals of laughter and giggles of delight can’t even capture the full joy expressed on his face. The innocence of feeling the music and letting it sweep him away in the glory of its goodness.

We didn’t teach him to dance; he has done it since day one. I remember him kicking away in my tummy to the music. It’s just there. That desire. I tried to articulate to Doc, how amazed I was at this, and how it really is that we instinctively, at our core, are called to dance.

Doc thought a moment.

“No.” He said. “To worship”   

One Month!

Oh yes! I had to take this picture... Roo-bug, with Roo! ;)

 Roo-Bug is here!!

It sure amazing how such apart of life you already are, how you have already have settled into our family so wonderfully!

You have wonderful smiles you have been giving to us since day 4 and haven’t stopped. You have a hidden dimple on your left check that shows up only with your deepest smile.

 I love how soft your skin is, especially your feet. You have dark hair and dark blue eyes, we wonder if this is to stay or will they change.

You are very laid back. Love to be held, and are a great sleeper. You would love to sleep on your side if we would let you. You do like to be swaddled, nice and warm, but we have had to put little mittens on you at night to keep your hands warm since you like to wiggle your arms free and sleep with them above your head, like your daddy and brother.

You are a squeaker when you sleep, which is so reassuring to Daddy and I, your older brother slept so deeply that we were always checking to make sure he was breathing. All we have to do for you is listen, which is such a comfort to us.

You have the greatest noises. Your cry is so similar to your brother its crazy! Making us have déjà vu moments with your billy goat cry. A noise unique to you is a grunt of sorts that sounds so much like a bengal tiger’s puff.

Daddys extra nickname for you is “Sir- poops- a -lot” since you seem to poop whenever your daddy holds you, talks about you, or even comes into the room. He came home today, the garage door open and you pooped. Haha!

You’re strong trying to hold your head up at 2.5 weeks and you LOVE to stretch out like we’ve never seen.

You have hiccups like Bear …all the time. You hate it as much as Daddy does.  

 Little Bear loves you! He loves to help me pats your back gently to help burp you, push your swing slowly, (don’t worry other mom’s reading this blog, I do make sure to watch every time in case he decides to not be so gentle) and give you your binky, although he does also enjoy taking your binky and your blanket. He does make up for that with hugs, and kisses, that he gives generously. He also loves to share his toys with you, even his favorite cars. We were going to Mimi’s and Papa’s house for dinner, our first family outing, I told Bear he could bring only one car with him. He picked one out, then carried it over to you, making sure you had one too. Bear has continued with his favorite word “That” and loves to point out your hair, toes, fingers, nose….his first word when he meet you for the first time was Nose! He has said a variation of your name this last week!

 You have a birth mark on the back of your neck just like your daddy, your Mimi, and your Great Grandma. You also have crooked pinkies on your long fingers, another genetic trait, and your tiny toes are like mommy’s. Pulling out baby pictures you look a lot like Daddy did.

I do see your Aunties in some of your expressions. I can't wait for you to meet Aunt A at Christmas!  

Nursing has gone so well. Its amazing how less stressed that has made mommy! You are gaining weight steadily and healthy. It really is amazing how being born with 2 extra pounds has really affected the ease of your first month, especially on your parents. And how you are fitting into size 1 diapers already, how we had to go to the Doctor only once, and not go back for a whole month. Your outfits are fitting that didn’t fit your brother until he was at least 4 months old…he got really good use out of his newborn outfits. One sleeper already doesn’t fit you and some of the little hats.  We are thankful you are so healthy. We are so grateful for all the prayers, your heart is strong and has steady beat!

 Oh we love you so much! I can't imagine our family without you!