Monday, August 23, 2010
Never thought I'd be so excited over a stroller, let alone a double stroller! Hell, I don't think I ever thought I'd need a double but I suppose that is why the saying 'never say never' stuck around.
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Fal h.a.t.e.d. tummy time and anything related to working her neck muscles. The hubs and I were joking about her not holding her head on her own until she was 3mo. Mostly joking because neither of us had ever handled a baby before and were overly cautious. No doubt this was the case...poor Deuce doesn't have a chance to be fragile. Ahhh, life as a second child. I'm sure the acid reflux is helping tremendously though. If there is an upside to this whole reflux b.s. she hates being on her back and welcomes tummy time and sitting up as much as we allow her to do so.
Of course, big sister needs to be a part of the action. Fully clothed (for once, I might add).
....and so does Gunny.
When you're the smallest of three kids, there is no chance for privacy. A big sister on the left and a puppy on the right....no peace. no peace.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
It still is. But only on a part time basis.
One example, the Drive- through or "thru." There are many more but I don't think I need to take a controversial turn on a such beautiful afternoon.
The list is now endless of services offered outside fast food industry; coffee shops, pharmacies, ATMs, dry cleaners. I mean, how lazy can one be to not park and walk the short distance for a 500 calorie caffeinated drink? Until I had Deuce...I'm now realizing the value of the drive-through. And caffeinated beverages.
Juggling two kids and accomplishing mundane tasks aren't so mundane anymore. Yesterday I said aloud, why doesn't the post office have a drive-thru?! All I need are 3 books of stamps. If it was legal to leave the girls in the car for 2 minutes from door to the automatic machine inside to spit out the GD stamps....I would do it.
Instead this how it went down...I got Fal out, escorted her to the sidewalk, pulled out Deuce in her carrier, made a 3 minute pit-stop between the car and front door to pick up a dandelion flower and blow the seeds, open the door & debate with F why I opened the right door instead of the left, try and convince her it is the same & to walk in, give up and opened the left door just for her, make it to the machine & pressed the 5 buttons it took to retrieve my stamps. We made it back to the car in half the time because I gave her the receipt to read.
Total round trip post office visit? 10 minutes.
Drive thrus are genius.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
It started with a trip down the slide
Tried our hand at water gun shooting
Caught a fish
Drove a car
...and topped the day off with a massage. Well, kinda.
Whew, what a day!
Whoops, almost forgot...Deuce & I were there, too.
Friday, August 13, 2010
Two-ish weeks ago, Deuce went from baby coma into what we thought was growth spurt. Made sense following the 3-6-3 rule - 3 days, 6 days, 3 weeks, 6 weeks...you get the idea. I talked with the girls' doctor about her uncomfortableness of being on her back. It had just started a couple days prior so she said to watch it, hopefully it wouldn't amount to anything. Neither of us wanted to jump to antibiotics and planned to give her a week to straighten itself out. 1 week turned into the second and she progressively acquired signs of reflux. Last Friday I knew she turned the corner. This wasn't going to clear on its own.
Thankfully, after reading loads of horror stories on the interwebz I can assume that it's a mild case. Other than grunting, hating on the Back to Sleep campaign and spit ups after feedings, she has been a good baby. I, on the other hand, was the mess. No more than 2 hour stretches for 5 weeks will make this mama a dull girl. This week - with help of Zantac and coffee - has been much better. Hopefully Deuce sends reflux packing sooner rather than later.
Reflux can kick rocks. To be read with heavy handed sarcasm. She's just too pretty to have to deal with this.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Cinderella chonies aren't optional but pants are in the eyes of a 2yr old. Those are for our eyes only.
Now I'll let you decide, do these babes look alike?
Friday, August 6, 2010
She's even getting some roll definition in the legs!! YAY for baby chubs.
**Watch me grow will be an installation of 13 pictures of Deuce in a size 12 month birthday tee. We started at 2wks and will continue monthly until she reaches 1 year. Click on the tag watch deuce grow below to see her in succession. I might even start to get fancy and collage the pics together (if you're lucky). I wish I could take all the credit for something so clever but I stole the idea from my friend, Jenny. Thanks, JPD!**
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Yesterday, I dusted off the ol' field hockey sticks and we got busy. It's been 8 (holy shite - that's aging me) years since I retired the college pads and I'm rusty as hell. In my heyday, I was pretty good and helped my college team earn a few league championships. We were awesome! She's well on her way to earning herself a spot as a GIANT.
What's that you ask? Is that a...?
Why yes, that is a shadow of an 8' stork on my front lawn. Isn't that a normal lawn decoration?
She'll be pro in no time.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
She's my waterbabe.