Thursday, January 12, 2012

In our Bedroom

This past month, if you were to walk into our bedroom on any given night, you wouldn't be shocked too see an extra body lying right in the middle of the bed.

Well, it's not that bad.  It's not like Matthew or Kayla are in there every night...but at least once a week someone is.

It's usually Matthew.  In December he had quite a few nights where he would wake up at 10pm and be super wide awake.  We'd try to lay him back in his crib when we went to bed, but he would cry the saddest cry ever.  It tugged at the strings of my heart...and so into our bed he came.  Jon doesn't like to share his side of the bed, so I moved over to the very edge of the bed and gave Matthew my share.  And eventually, after squirming around for a while, he would fall asleep.  And then I would fall asleep, teetering on the edge of our bed.

Last night, it was Kayla.  She hadn't been napping very well during the day...only napping for 30 minutes at most at any time...so it didn't surprise me when she woke up shortly after she was put to bed.  She didn't wake up with her usual whimpering/crying though...she was screaming shrieking, as if she was being tormented and in pain.  So out she came.  She wouldn't settle down with Jon at all, so he quickly gave her to me (yes, he has overcome his dislike jealousy of how our children usually favour my cuddles over his when they are upset) and she settled down and cuddled.  She felt warm, so I took her temperature and she had a slight fever, so I gave her some Tylenol and back to bed she went, and back to sleep she went.  30 minutes later the same thing happened.  So out she came, more cuddles, and back to bed.  30 minutes later the same thing.  This time, at least, she slept until 5:15am, when she woke up shrieking again.  I quickly took her out of her room for fear of waking Matthew, and brought her to bed with me.  She quickly fell asleep in my arms, and so I transferred her to the middle of our bed, and moved over to the edge myself, and we slept.

I really enjoy these moments, knowing that you're the person that they need for cuddles and to feel safe and secure.  I love waking up in the morning seeing them right beside me, hearing them breathe, and getting whiffs of wet diaper as the fan blows the air past them and into my face (!).  One day, sadly, they'll be too old for this, so for now, I enjoy every minute of it.

Saturday, January 7, 2012

Sorry...

...for all of the picture-less posts.

I'm scrambling to create a photo album/journal type book out of all of my blog entries.  I have a gift certificate I received as a baby shower gift that expires in the middle of February, so most of Matthew and Kayla's nap time is spent working for BackCheck/BLG, and then on this book.  I'm up to their birth...so only 9 more months to go! 

I promised to put up some Christmas pictures soon though.  Maybe Jon will give me a little break tomorrow so that I can do it then.

Updated on Matthew's Head

I had followed up with my family doctor in the middle of December  because I still had not heard anything from BC Children's.  They said they had re-faxed my referral request in November, but would do it again.

We got the call early this week that Matthew's appointment is with Dr. Paul Steinbok, the head of pediatric neurosurgery (http://www.surgery.ubc.ca/faculty/psteinbok.html) on February 20.

I'm going to call to see if there is a cancellation list I could be put on, as his appointment is still 6 weeks away.  He'll be 11 months by then!  Our time is precious...the quicker we take action on a treatment (if needed) the quicker it will work.

First Sign of Jealousy

I was sitting on the ground, feeding Matthew.  Kayla crawled up to us and stood up against me and started crying.  She then proceeded to push the bottle out of Matthew's mouth.  I put it back in.  She pushed it away.  I put it back in.  She pushed it away again.  I put it back in and put Matthew on the ground to finish feeding to see what would happen.  Kayla climbed onto my lap, cuddled against me, and was quiet.

So cute.

Friday, January 6, 2012

Dropped Another 1/2 Pump

(on Tuesday, Jan 4)

I'm down to one pump a day, usually at 8pm (just after the kids go to bed).  As nice as it is to be free from having to pump, it's a little bit sad.

It's interesting because I'm weaning myself before they get weaned.  Not sure when (or how!) I'm going to start weaning them.  I guess when my frozen supply really starts getting depleted?

Now that I'm only pumping once a day I'm *trying* to watch what I eat.  Long gone are the days where I ate ice cream every night.  I miss ice cream.  I'll be glad when all of our Christmas (read: Boxing Day 50% off) chocolate is gone.  Do you blame me for buying 5 boxes of After Eights when they're only half price?  The entire family (yes, Matthew and Kayla too!) love them...

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Dropped A 1/2 Pump

I was at 2 pumps a day (every 12 hours).  On Christmas Day I dropped a 1/2 pump, so now I pump every 18 hours (approximately).  I'll gradually lengthen the time in between pumps so that I'm at 24 hours...only 1 pump a day.  

I've started using my frozen supply as I can't quite keep up with them anymore.  It will be nice to have more freezer space to stock up when there are sales!

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

9 Months Old!

I contemplated skipping a entry this month, due to lack of desire to go though all of the pictures and figure out which ones are 'blog-worthy', but I knew I would regret it if I didn't.

Seriously, Mom?  ANOTHER picture?

I absolutely cannot believe that they are nine months old now. Not because they're growing so quick (which they are), but because I'm running out of time being a stay-at-home mom. The greenhouses have asked if I would do some work for them from home, starting at the beginning of January, but before I could give them an answer I had to have a conversation with BackCheck to see if I could return part-time in March, and if I could continue to work from home. After countless e-mails back and forth, trying to find a compromise between what I wanted from them and what they wanted from me, I will be returning in March for 20 hours a week (the minimum in order to stay on their dental and extended health plans). I will be doing 15 hours a week from the office, and another 5 will either be done from home or will be taken out of my banked vacation time / banked time. I didn't want to return for 20 hours. I was hoping to return for 10 hours a week, and do it all from home. Oh well. It was important that I stay on their benefits plans because they pay all of the premiums (rather than us going with the Surrey School District plan and having to pay $2400 a year), so that's why it will be 20 hours. Between my mom babysitting and Jon and I sharing one vehicle still (yes, we are going to try to be a single-car family still), we're hoping to be able to save a little money. Hoping. Until the next expense comes up, right? I'm also going to do the greenhouse work, and my tax job in the spring. I'm concerned with the number of hours I will be working, but I'm hoping it will go okay. It's not necessarily all by choice, but by the thought of "how are we going to ever afford a house if I don't work?". I'm hoping now that my employment once my mat leave is up is all figured out, that my stress level will go down. I need to enjoy these next 2.5 months!

Enough of my rambling - here are the pictures!

Matthew:


Matthew weighs 16lb 14ozs and is such a joy. 


We started to see a little attitude this past month: fists pushed down to his side with an angry face, but that only lasted for about a week.  It was really difficult not laughing when he did it. 




We've started practicing with him how to pull himself up. He loves getting undressed, especially when you pull off his socks and say "Eww! Stinky socks!" He bursts out laughing. He loves it when you read him books with a lot of expression. His favourites are "Where's My Bear?" (still) and "Counting Peas". 


Matthew is a really good eater. He has a sensitive gag reflex, but that doesn't stop him from eating anything and everything.  He LOVES drinking water from his sippy cup during breakfast, lunch, and dinner.  Matthew is very much like me when it comes to sleeping: he doesn't need much of it (he's always the first awake in the morning), and he is happy when he wakes up.


Matthew doesn't quite understand what "no" means...but he hasn't had much opportunity to learn it yet because he can't move around himself.


All ready for Grey Cup!


Showing off his teeth.

Matthew had his first real sickness...for about a week he had a fever and was very whiny.  Needless to say he got a lot of cuddles!

Laying on the couch while fighting his fever.


Kayla got Matthew's sickness too...but hers only lasted for a couple days.  No, this picture was not posed!  Kayla just crawled up to Matthew and my Mom and joined in.



Wrestling with Daddy.

Kayla:
Kayla weighs 18lb 3ozs and is a little bundle of energy.

 

She knows what she wants, and isn't afraid to try to get it.



Since I last posted about her starting to stand on her own she has taken a few large falls, and hasn't done it since. (One fall happened while I was videotaping her standing...all of a sudden you see her falling straight as a board backwards...oops!). She's very confident with pulling herself up on anything and everything, and walks very well when being assisted. She's even able to walk holding on to only one of my hands. She just needs to gain her confidence with standing again.


Kayla loves playing with toys, and plays very well by herself.  She also loves to crawl, so when she wants to do both at once, she puts the toy in her mouth and goes on her way.


She listens really well, most of the time! 

Kayla is a little more difficult to feed. Every other dinner we have a battle over getting her to eat her vegetables. Once you bring out the prunes, she'll open her mouth no problem! You can always tell how smoothly (or not so smoothly) the meal went by the presence (or lack of presence) of food in her hair and on her clothes. Kayla is very much like Jon when it comes to sleeping: she needs quite a bit (I always have to wake her up in the morning) and she doesn't wake up nicely. It takes her a good five minutes from the time I wake her up to the time she is willing to open her mouth for breakfast.


Kayla has become quite a "Mommy's girl".  She hates when I'm not in the same room as her.  If we're at home, she crawls from the living room to the kitchen, and then to the computer to find me.  If we're at my parents, she'll cry/whine when I leave the room.  She seems to do fine in the church nursery though!


Kayla's hair has really started to grow this past month.  She woke up from her nap and actually had 'bed-head'!  Her hair was also blowing in the wind the other day :)


Both Matthew and Kayla know our routine of going to my parents' house for coffee at night and start smiling and getting excited when they see me take out their blankets (to wrap them up in). They love having their snack dessert at my parents'. Even Jason has warmed up to them now that they aren't breakable anymore :) Kayla has a little crush on Jason (or on his iPhone?).


Bottles...it's a twin thing...


Kayla holds hers against her chest, Matthew holds his up.



I thought it was pretty cute that they both had their legs in the exact same position while drinking their bottle.


Didn't you know that boxes are the best toys?



Helping Daddy make stir fry.