Monday, July 28, 2008

A Quick Update

Thomas recognizes that Ruthann is a person. Yesterday, he was imitating the way she was chomping on her finger. He also likes to grab her nose (something he also does to Curtis and I, apparently noses are funny). Unfortunately, he also likes to poke her in the eye to watch her wince (wincing is also apparently funny). We're trying to discourage that one.

She's still not sleeping through the night, but at least she's now sleeping in the night, so conditions are improving.

We had Ruthann baptized last Sunday (the 20th), but I only got 3 pics with my camera, none of which were very good. Once Ruthann's godmother posts some of the pictures taken with her awesome cameras, I'll link to them. Ruthann didn't cry at all, and just looked kind of confused as the water was poured on her head.

I had my 6-week post-partum checkup today and got a clear bill of health. I'm also back to around the weight I was when I got pregnant with Thomas. So now's the time to lose that 15 lbs that's keeping me from wearing my favorite winter skirts. I'm not the only one in a health-conscious mood. Curtis is checking out gyms. Today he's starting Bally's free trial period to see if he likes it. We should be lean, mean, baby-wrangling machines by Christmas if this keeps up.

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

One Month

Ruthann is one month old today. On one hand, it's hard to believe that she's already a month, but on the other hand, it feels like she was born forever ago. I was trying to figure out why the last 30 days seem like a fog and came up with the following list.

In the past 30 days, we:

* spent 5 days at the hospital.
* went to 5 different doctor visits.
* had visits from my mom, Curtis's parents, the kids' godparents (twice), Curtis's dad, one of Curtis's students and her mom, and 10 meals delivered by various members of my moms group.
* had two babies in diapers who both want to eat any time they're not asleep.

AND I rarely get to sleep more than two hours at a time.

I need a nap just thinking about it!

The Reunion

The Babi-kini

The kiddos with their great-grandparents

The aforementioned 86-year-old great-grandfather going down the highest, fastest slide at Curtis's uncle's water park

Great-grandma being helped out after her (second) turn down the slide

Thomas splashing in the kiddie pool

The Yoghurt Goatee

Thomas's first attempt at eating with a spoon (actually, one for each hand)

Thursday, July 10, 2008

A Thomas Update

Poor Thomas has been neglected on this new blog. All the mandatory baby pics and me being too busy and tired to post mean that he's got a whole list of back news to impart. He's now 15 months old and has been very busy in the last 3 weeks or so.

* He's now officially a walker. He gradually worked up to it while my mom was here (6/6-7/2). He walks back and forth across the living room, carries toys, and can climb up on the couch and the green chair all by himself. This weekend, he's getting his first pair of real shoes so he can try his new skill outdoors.

* We are finally done with teething of molars. Last week, I discovered that his top right molar (the last one) was about halfway revealed. He's still drooling, but not as badly and he's definitely less grouchy.

* His new way to flirt is to try to bat his eyes at people. He blinks very deliberately at you repeatedly until you bat your eyes back. Very cute.

* He's continuing to get better with toys. He's been exploring how things can fit inside of each other and the magic of lids (they fit on top, but won't go inside the object even if you scream at them). He's also (at long last) figured out how to turn his pushtruck so that he's not stuck once he runs into something.

* Last night we allowed him to feed himself with a spoon for the first time. He did shockingly well. I think less food ended up on the floor than normal. Later, I'll have to post a picture of his yoghurt-goatee (the applesauce didn't drip as much).

* While he's not talking yet (at least not in English), he does have two sort-of-words. He will point to objects at say "Whazzat" in his cute baby-voice. He as also decided that the cat is "zha." He will say zha whenever he sees the cat and has also said it while pointing to a picture of an orange kitten in his book (meaning that it's not context-specific).

More Pictures

The women who cared for Ruthann before she was born: me, my usual nurse, and my OB (who is ironically named Dr. Little)

Thomas ignores Ruthann, but likes the toys on her bouncer and carseat. I wonder if he remembers when they were his toys?

Thomas displays his musical skills on the drums

Now that he's a walker, we had to test out his monkey-backpack harness to see if he minded wearing it. Not really, and it looks too cute.

On Monday, Ruthann's cord fell off, so on Tuesday she got her first bath. Remember when Thomas used to fit in this tub?