Friday, 20 April 2012

Three!

My big boy is three!

Can't believe it. Time goes by so fast. I know everyone says it over and over, but really it's so true. When you have kids, time seems to speed up or something.

Anyways, Rylen is three and for everyone who told me that three is a harder age than two, well you were right!!!

But, along with the difficult moments, there are of course, the super cute and fun moments as well.

I love how I can have an actual conversation with Rylen now. I love that his vocabulary is expanding. He says the cutest things.

I love how he pluralizes stuff. Like "planes" is "planeses" and "trucks" are "truckses". So cute.

Speaking of airplanes. He LOVES them. They are by far his favorite thing ever, beating out garbage trucks and diggers.


So, for his birthday party, I made him an airplane cake.



Well, I tried to make him an airplane cake. I got directions online and followed them precisely. But, personally, I think it looks more like a cruise ship. Why is it so tall? I'm not sure. (The blue blob on the wing used to be the number three until someone decided to do a taste-test)

But, he loved it, so that's the important thing.


For our little family birthday party, he got his own personal cake. And he wanted to eat it like a puppy. Well, what the heck, it was his birthday! I think he was messier after this one than he was on his first birthday!



I also made him a t-shirt. One of those iron on thingies. Well, that was a bust. It was like having a piece of cardboard glued to the front. He looked like he was running in a marathon and was the number 3.

 Being the super loving mom that I am, I made him wear it for at least a minute so I could get a good picture.




Can't believe the little guy is three already. Doesn't seem like all that long ago he was just a tiny little baby.
Rylen, on his birth day

Thumb sucking

Probably the cutest thing a baby can do.
Rhys has discovered his thumb, and it's adorable.


Maybe this habit will ensure me a good nights sleep in the near future??? Let's hope!

Smiles

 Garrett is a little charmer. All he has to do it catch your eye and he is full of huge baby grins. And, nothing makes him smile bigger than when you say the word "poop". Typical boy.



You have to work a bit harder with Rhys. But, once you get him going, he is full of big smiles too.


I love baby smiles.

Today

Note: this post was actually written last week, but I was interrupted by a hungry baby and didn't get around to posting it. So, really this post should be titled "Last Week". But, better late than never right?

Often, Mark and I will reminisce about when Rylen was a baby. Except, we find ourselves unable to remember certain details (maybe we are blocking them out hahaha!) I  find it hard to remember the simple things, like what our day to day routine was.

So, this post is all about today. Because, one day, I will look back and wonder "what was our life like when Garrett and Rhys were 4 months old??"

Today was a great day. Mark let me sleep in while he single-parented all the boys. This is harder than it sounds. We both find it very difficult to be the sole care provider for all three at once. The little boys are very demanding, and Rylen is too, just in a totally different way. When you are by yourself with all three, you don't sit down. You are lucky if you have a few seconds to pee. And, you are always multi-tasking (eg: feeding a baby while wiping sticky hands, or changing a diaper while playing "I Spy")

Anyways, I got to sleep in. Which was great, because I only went to bed at 2:30am.

We take shifts around here to ensure that we both get a decent stretch of sleep at night. My shift is usually the first one. So, I get to stay up and do all the baby stuff until around 2 am when Mark and I switch. That means, his day starts at 2 am. If he's lucky, the babies settle well and he gets to sleep an hour or two more before the day begins. But, there is many a night, when he is literally up  at that time for the rest of the day.  My husband is a saint. :-)

Usually, I have to get up in between 6:30 and 7:00 because that's when Rylen wakes up. So today was a real treat. Mark said the babies settled well on his shift, so he felt fairly well rested.

After my wonderful sleep-in, we had a frenzied hour or so where we fed both babies, had lunch, I pumped, and we got ready to go outside. In that time span, there was also a baby puke-fest, outfit changes, and a scenario called Rylen versus the "washable" stamps from Dollarama. (which are not all that washable as it turns out).

Then, we went for a walk. With our NEW stroller which is 1000% times better than "The Bus". Love it!

It was a beautiful day out and we took full advantage. We all had a great time, and Rylen was in heaven because he found many, many mud puddles and took full advantage, despite the fact he was not wearing rubber boots.

After that, we did: sidewalk chalk, soccer, played with a ladybug, vacuumed the van and tidied the garage.

Then, the feeding frenzy started again. The, the puke-fest. Then supper.

After supper, we all packed up again and went out for frozen yogurt. Rylen gave himself brain freeze a million times despite our repeated attempts to explain that you cannot put giant globs of frozen yogurt in your mouth all at once. I think the other patrons kept thinking he was having a temper tantrum, but really it was brain freeze causing him to freak out.

After that, we got a coffee for me so that I could gear up for my shift. Got home, put Rylen to bed, did two loads of laundry, washed and made up bottles, pumped, sponge bathed and fed both babies.

Whew. We did alot today. Not every day is like this. Sometimes we are stuck at home. Usually this is when I am on my own. It's hard to get out. And, sometimes the babies are grouchy, making it impossible to accomplish anything else.

But today was awesome. Re-reading this, I wish every day was like today!!!

One thing I didn't get around to, is taking any pictures. So, this is just a random one that has nothing to do with today, but it is cute nevertheless.

11 lbs!

My boys are getting big!!! Rhys is 11 lbs 2 oz and Garrett is 10 lbs 11.5 oz!  Big Little and Little Big have returned!

Yes, that's right, Rhys has finally returned to his rightful place as the bigger brother.

If you remember, Rhys was the bigger one at birth, weighing in at 4 lbs 9 oz. Garrett was 3 lbs 13 oz. But, because Rhys was so sick, he dropped way far behind Garrett. But, now finally, he is catching up! We are so proud of him, he looks so very healthy these days.

Garrett isn't too far behind. He is starting to eat like a champ, breastfeeding better or taking around 90 mls by bottle. He is doing so well.

We couldn't be happier with our little men's progress. It is so hard to believe that they have come this far, considering how little they were at birth.

Garrett at birth
Garrett now!


Rhys at birth
Rhys now!

Tuesday, 3 April 2012

Snuggles

There's nothing quite like baby snuggles.


This is my little cuddle bug Rhys. This is after literally 2 hours of fussing and eating like I had starved him for a week. He finally settled and I was more than happy to snuggle him. He was so warm and smelled so nice.

I sure love this little guy :-)

Friends

I have some pretty awesome friends.

These are two beautiful gifts I have received from two awesome ladies:




Thanks Jen and Kari! You guys sure know how to bring a smile to a girl's face. I love the necklaces, they are so meaningful and special.