Fish or cut bait?

I haven't posted for a while because I've had mastitis off and on for about 10 days and M had a stomach virus. This meant that she would be totally fine during the day, running around and getting into trouble. However, at night she would regularly throw up from 4 am until about 5:30 and then again around 6:30. This went on for more than a week. We missed one night of throwing up in the middle of this time and I naively thought that the puking was over. So foolish. That night she actually threw up on me while I was giving her a hug. Ugh. At least I felt like I could laugh at it because I had reached a parenting milestone...being puked on. I've had everything else land on me, so why not vomit too?

The other reason I haven't posted for a while (besides also misplacing my camera, which turned out to be under a seat in the car) has to do with making a few decisions. A good friend of mine (you know who you are!) is interested in blogging and blog design. She's going to be visiting me this weekend and is going to give me a hand with my blog. We talked a bit about blog names and making it easy for people to remember the name of your website. Now I feel like I'm in limbo trying to figure out if I change the website or not. The problem with this is that I have a big backlog of pictures that I'd like to upload but I don't want to upload them if I'm making some serious changes to the website and they won't be saved. Decisions, decisions.

And, with that my three minutes of free time are up. M just stuck her head in my bedroom, then stepped out and slowly closed the door. Door closing has been a popular activity in the past three days now that she's figured out she can do it. Without fail it usually signals that something very bad is about to happen in another room, like my makeup bag has been discovered or she's taking everything out of her drawers and Theo's. I wonder what I'll discover today...

My Favorite Milestone

It's official - at three months and a few days old, T slept through the night. He fussed and fussed yesterday throughout the entire day, partly because I woke him up so that we could take his sister to Kindergym. The poor tired guy was just not happy yesterday. He finally dropped off at 9:30 last night. I'm a night owl by nature (obviously, no matter how tired I am) and I was waiting for him to wake up, but I finally went to bed around 1:30 am. My husband brought T into our bedroom this morning at 7:30, announcing that T had slept through the whole night. He woke up when he saw my husband, giving him a squinty, sleepy smile. What a great way to start the day!

The score today so far...

M peed on the potty once. M then peed on the floor twice. Then the mastitis that I've been fighting for the last 12 hours reared its ugly head. Bundled up from my fever, I had to cancel a meeting at 2 pm and am debating not going to a meeting at 7:30 tonight. Our house appears to have been hit by a cyclone. But, my dear friend brought over homemade chicken noodle soup, plus one very cute little preschooler to play with my daughter. Not to worry, it was her own preschooler. As soon as they left M went down for a nap. Then started meowing like a cat from her crib. But doing it quietly.

So, I figure that I'm probably a few points ahead today. Thank goodness for friends. Now I'm having a quiet afternoon with a very cute and happy baby lying next to me. Definitely a few points ahead.

A Walk at Mt. Doug Park

So, here goes nothing. Yesterday we headed to Mt. Douglas Park, which is a local park in Victoria. It's a beautiful forest, thick with cedars and ferns, bordering on the beach, and it happens to be a five minute drive from our house.

 Getting ready to head out. I knit M a pumpkin hat from Susan B. Anderson's lovely book Itty Bitty Hats a year ago and she refuses to wear any other hat. Not that I mind, since it's ridiculously cute.

Hiding! M's current favorite game. I hear from her all the time 'My hiding!'

M and her tutu. Her aunt made her a tutu for her second birthday. I took one look at the very cute tutu and thought that my little tomboy would never wear it, but she came out of the bedroom wearing it and I wasn't about to argue.

 

Oregon grapes. I've always been tempted to make jam out of them but secretly fear making jam out of some obscure poisonous berry by accident.

 

 

A very tired Mama with a very chubby, happy T. It's always a little challenging to get two young kids out of the house but this day was so worth it.

First ever post!

Hello all,

Well, my first post. I am not, how you say, blog-savvy, so this first post is to help me try to figure out how blogspot works. 

After thinking about blogging off and on for several years, I'm finally biting the bullet and doing it. The main reason that I've started my blog is that time flies by so quickly. I'm three months into my second maternity leave and it's going fast. My daughter turned two in August and my brand new boy is not so brand new anymore because as of today he is three months old. I want to have a place to be able to capture the funny and not-so-funny moments of the next year. I also think having a blog will also encourage me to take pictures (although I truly suck at taking pictures) and post them for people to see. Maybe then my poor son my get his fair share of baby pictures too...poor second born! At this rate, if we ever have a third child, I'll have to draw pictures of them for their photo album.