Wednesday, February 23, 2011

World Record

I'm pretty sure we were going for the world record for the oldest binki-sleeping chidl. But when it's time to move on, it's time to move on. And mostly we knew it was time to move on when I was missing Soren's binki one day and looked everywhere for it and finally gave him CJ's binki in desperation and then a few hours later found Soren's binki.

Oh yeah, and I found it when I was changing Soren's diaper. And it was in the diaper. And it was a dirty diaper. A Dirty, dirty diaper (in case you were wondering). That's sort of when I knew it was time to move on.

So here's what happened:

Easy enough? I don't think I need to tell anyone that he wasn't as excited about three minutes later when it was time for bed. "Where's my binki?" Yeah, he didn't get it. And still doesn't.

Naptime and bedtime used to be so pleasant around here. I feel like I am just now entering the world of parenting. And I really only have one response to that:

help. please.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

It's Been Awhile

I could probably tell you all the lame reasons why I haven't been blogging lately. But don't worry, I won't.

I have been thinking a lot about the night Soren was born. My mom came over to stay with cj, who was fast asleep. I remember trying to decide if my pajamas were cute enough to wear (they weren't but I wore them anyway). And I remember pulling on my boots (on the wrong feet) and stumbling to the car. Then getting to the hospital, settling in (read: epidural) and turning on the tv. Christian turned to a show called My Three Sons. I had never seen it before and I don't really remember the show (something about some sons...probably three of them). I remember watching it and thinking it was ironic because I was about to give birth to a son. And then I remember thinking that it would be perfect if it was my third son. And then I remember thinking that it was some sort of omen.

So imagine my surprise when I went to the dr's today and found out I am going to have a girl.