First, the tailgating:
Monday, September 28, 2009
First, the tailgating:
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Last week Connor started attending preschool twice a week at a church right around the corner from our house, Foundry Methodist. They have a great program and, more importantly, they actually had openings in the 3-year-old class despite our very late enrollment. I'm not sure who was more excited, Connor or his Mom! When I picked him up that afternoon, the first thing he told me was how excited he was to be able to come back next Tuesday!
In front of the school.
OK, this may seem totally random for those that don't know Connor well. One of the first things he noticed about his new school was the abundance of concrete benches throughout the property like the one below.
"Look Mom!" he said when he first noticed the benches. "My new school has a STAGE!"
Let me back up. We have a few of these benches in our neighborhood that Connor regularly visits. He LOVES them because he considers them each a stage on which he can perform. He has many song and dance routines, usually something from one of his TV shows like The Wiggles, Mickey Mouse, or Fresh Beat Band. And before he performs he always makes us introduce him. As in, "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to the show! Please welcome, Connor [pause] Morgan [pause] Courtright!" And the crowd goes wild. What can I say... the world is his stage.
And what more could one want from a new school?
Since I have become a perpetual blog surfer, I decided to split out my blog list into 2 separate lists -- 1 for friends/family ("My Favorite Folks") and 1 for those that I just like to follow ("Inspiring Blogs"). Some of the blogs on the Inspired list are those that really encouraged me as I waited out the last few anxious months of my pregnancy with Kaitlynn. There are some really amazing and courageous Moms out there that continue to embrace life's unexpected challenges and difficulties. I figure if they inspire me, they might inspire someone else.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
First thing Monday morning, Kaitlynn was crying and screaming, and no matter what I did she wouldn't stop. She was running fever and seemed to be in pain. At one point, I just couldn't take her crying anymore and I felt so helpless since nothing I did was working. So I strapped her into her carseat, placed the carseat in my bedroom, shut the door, and had to just let her cry while I was tending to Connor. She cried herself to sleep out of pure exhaustion after about 15 minutes. It just broke my heart! I finally called the doctor just to ask for advice but they really wanted to see her.
On top of her cold, she was diagnosed with ear infections in both ears. Yuck! As much as I hated to hear that, I was just so relieved that there was an explanation for her fussy behavior. So now she is on antiobiotics, ear numbing medicine, and baby Tylenol. And boy, what a difference. She woke up every 4 hours like clockwork last night as her medicine wore off, but I'm hopeful that the antibiotics will kick in soon and she'll be good as new. At least until the next sick.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
One thing that really surprised me is how happy Kaitlynn seemed even when she was struggling to breathe with her snotty nose. I had already prepared myself to be up all night with her on Thursday night, but she completely shocked me by sleeping soundly from 8:00 pm until 6:15 am the next morning! That's by far the longest stretch of sleep she's ever had. (The next night she was back to her 6-hour stretches!)
Despite her happy self, there was one point on Friday night which totally caught me off-guard. After bathtime with Connor, Kaitlynn had an apparent meltdown. She started crying and screaming louder than I've ever experienced, and she wouldn't stop no matter what I did. I don't know if it was her illness, a gassy tummy, or what. Jeff was away at a water polo game, so I was trying to keep Connor occupied with TV while I tended to Kaitlynn in her frenzied state. I walked with her, tried to feed her, gave her the paci, laid her down, even gave her another bath. Nothing would work! She was screaming so terribly that I actually wondered if she had some kind of injury that I couldn't see. I just couldn't understand what the cause was. After an hour or so, she finally started to calm down from pure exhaustion and then passed out in her crib. Phew! I would LOVE to hear any suggestions from you Mommies out there -- what should/could I have done to calm her down??
For now, Kaitlynn and Mommy seem to be on the mend. And we're thankful that the "first sick" wasn't too bad!
Little video showing how Kaitlynn is starting to roll on her side.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Admittedly there are many moments of hilarity around here with Connor's verbal expressions. The other day I was rushing Connor out of the car and urged him to hurry several times. I kept telling him over and over, "Hurry, Connor, come on!" Finally he said in his most exasperated voice, "Arrrr, OK! You're so frustrating!"
He has also recently become the language police in our household. Don't dare utter the expressions "Oh my God," "Oh my Lord," "Oh my Gosh," or especially the word "stupid" because he will admonish you strongly by declaring, "Don't say that! That makes God very sad."
The other day Connor noticed as I was nursing Kaitlynn. He asked what I was doing and I said I was feeding the baby. He was very interested since he usually sees her eating from a bottle. The following day, Connor had his usual breakfast of cereal and orange juice. He then went over to check on Kaitlynn who was lying on the couch. The next thing I knew, Connor had lifted up his shirt and was leaning over Kaitlynn while pushing his belly towards her face. I asked him what he was doing and he replied, "I'm feeding Kaitlynn some orange juice." I was very confused until I remembered that he had seen me nursing her. So I suppose he figured he would "nurse" her with some orange juice from his breakfast.
Another time, Connor was watching his favorite Wiggles DVD. At the end of the movie, they show the credits with images of all the Wiggles characters and dancers. I was busy putting away the laundry while Connor watched the movie, but at some point I heard him saying something so I came back to see what was up. He was intently watching the screen while saying, "Hottie." Pause. "Hottie." Pause. "Hottie." etc. I looked up and saw that he was watching the images of the pretty Wiggles dancers flashing on the screen during the credits. Apparently he thinks they are all hotties. Like father like son I guess.
Lately he has been very insistent when trying to get Mom or Dad's attention. He will call us over and over (and over) until we answer. It goes something like this: "Mom. Mom. Mom? Mommy? Moooom! Mooooom? Mommy! Mama! Mom! Mom??!!!!!" Until I reach my breaking point and yell, "WHAT???!!" And this happens all day long, every time he wants my attention. Which is often. So the other day I got so frustrated with him saying "Mom" that I told him not to use that word anymore. "Don't say Mom anymore!" I said out of frustration. He thought for a minute about that and then said with some uncertainty... "Lauri?"
Now how could I NOT laugh about that?
Monday, September 14, 2009
Here are her 3-month updates:
- She recently discovered her hands. She will rub her eyes when she's tired, suck on her hands when she's hungry (or when she wants her paci), and she tries SO hard to reach out and touch her little baby toys. It won't be long.
- She graduated from the pack-n-play crib in our living room to her crib in her bedroom upstairs. I figured it was the next step towards a full night's sleep. She does seem to sleep better up there when it's quiet and dark, but we're not quite up to a full night's sleep yet.
- She is really trying to roll over. It's SO funny because as she tries to build up the momentum to roll onto her side, she makes these really loud noises of exersion and frustration. It's not a cry but closer to a yell. It reminds me of the noises Jeff makes when he's lifting weights and going for those last few difficult reps.
- Several times Kaitlynn has blessed us with her laughter. It's not a full blown laugh yet, but she will tilt up her chin, wrinkle her nose, smile really big, and then give us that sweet little chuckle that just melts me every time.
- She seems to be showing some early signs of teething. She is slobbering quite a bit and even broke out with a little rash on her cheeks recently, exactly the same as Connor did when he was teething.
I'm 3 months old today!
And here's Connor at 3 months. Again, they look like twins!!
I love my new crib.
I sleep so soundly.
And when I don't get my way, I know how to pout.
- Sleeping: Connor was sleeping a solid 8 hours at 3 months; Kaitlynn can sleep 8 hours (she's done it once or twice) but she usually only goes in 6 hour stretches. Lately she has been very consistent about waking up at 2:30 a.m. like clockwork no matter what time she goes to bed (usually by 8 p.m.) and then she's up again between 7 and 8 a.m.
- Pooping: Connor had no trouble in this area, usually pooping several times a day. Kaitlynn on the other hand likes to save her "prizes" for every 2-4 days. And then watch out when it comes, because it'll go out the front, back, and both sides of her diaper if I don't clean her right away. It usually takes about 15 wipes to get it all, too.
- Toots: Yes, my babies both are good at passing gas. Connor's little toots never smelled bad, probably because his system was so efficient at moving everything through. But Kaitlynn, oh my. Her toots could clear a room. I'm not kidding; they are smellier than anything produced by even us adults. And it's embarrassing because there's no way a stranger believes that smell came from little ole' her. So that leaves them looking strangely at me.
- Temperament: As an infant, Connor was completely content as long as he got his milk (and lots of it). He would sit and observe his surroundings for hours and be perfectly happy. Kaitlynn is a little more high maintenance in this area. She is perfectly content for about 20 minutes, and then she wants to do something different. She loves to be walked around, but her favorite thing of all is when you get close to her face and talk to her. She'll "talk" right back, usually with lots of coos and gurgles.
- Size: Connor was a BIG baby. Lots of rolls, dimples, and chunkiness. Kaitlynn is also big, just not quite so. She's our "petite" princess.
Many people continue to ask how Connor is adjusting to having Kaitlynn around. Simply put, he adores her. He is constantly, and I mean constantly kissing her. He always checks on her and also tells me all the time to make sure I am making enough milk for her! I have to remind him sometimes to be gentle with her, but overall he is so sweet and loving towards her.
Connor always wants me to take his picture with his baby sister.
He loves to lie next to her on the couch.
Another brother and sister pic.
He also tries to comfort her when she cries.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Sunday, September 6, 2009
And they even had time to swim.
When it was finally time for bed, both boys had to grab their blankies and lovies.
When I got up in the middle of the night to feed Kaitlynn, the boys were passed out! I thought it was so funny that they even slept in similar positions.
Here's one quick story from the sleepover that I wanted to share.
When the boys went outside to swim, we had a surprise test of their swimming skills. For those of you that have seen my previous post about Connor and Benjamin's recent swimming lessons, you'll recall that they both were taught to float on their backs if/when they fell in the water. On Saturday morning, the boys were playing on the steps of our pool like in the picture here:
As Benjamin stood on the step, Jeff gave him a boogie board to see if he would like to use it to float around the pool. Benjamin dived off the step to get on the board, but as he dove he missed the board and fell into the water over his head. Jeff and I both immediately jumped up to go rescue him, but before we could even reach him Benjamin had popped up on his back and was floating face up! He definitely had a look of panic on his face, but he was floating safely and continued to do so until Jeff pulled him back to the steps. What an incredible feeling of assurance that the floating technique works and the swim lessons paid off! Great job, Benjamin!!