Swirling head

Sometimes I can't keep up with my own head. I don't sleep well when it's happening. I usually mindlessly eat more than I should when I feel like this. There isn't anything wrong, sometimes I just get a swirly head.
I haven't really come to any conclusions with all this thinking.

QsOTD

The kids are full of it!

Wyeth: "When it isn't my turn to bat, I love playing with my mates on the bench."

Ella: "When I play soccer ball the other girls are selfish and take the ball from me."

Fara: "Hey Mommy, when are we going to pick-up the kids?"

On the fly parenting....

I have been home sick for the last several days. My parenting isn't at it's best during these times, but never the less, it's not the kind of job you get to have sick days.
Lately, Miss Ella has been quite obsessed with the idea of whom she is will marry. There are quite a few names in the running, and the more I heard about it the more uncomfortable it makes me. She is nearly four. Even if she was nearly fourteen, I don't think it would set real well.
So, tonight enough was enough. I blurted out our rules for dating without really thinking, which is mostly what I do, and only sometimes do these plans have a perfect outcome. After I explained that she is much too young, she started to cry. I tried to explain that she will always have friends that are boys, and I wasn't trying to be mean, and then I brought in Mr. Workin' for reinforcement. It was probably the best part of the plan. I feel like if your daddy is there telling you, you are smart and pretty and awesome, you are less lately to run out and seek validation from a boy.
I also feel like dating and being good at dating is important. I used the age 16. But with phones and fb and who knows what other technology there will be in 12 years, I just am not sure that was a good number.
We ended the talk with daddy will be your boyfriend until you are old enough to think about choosing someone different. And until then, Eric, Ty, Tracyen, Garret, Oliver, and Gus will just have to be your friends that are boys.

Four years ago...CRAZY

Wow time does fly...this is a post from January '06, it's kinda fun to look back and see how much things have changed. I have changed some of my privacy ideas; Wyeth was known as Plus One or WH and Ella was Newbie. And Mr. Workin' was Mr. Thinkin'. :)
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The New Year is here! All is well with us. Plus One is growing and coming into his own. My belly is starting to expand, as this is week 17 for Newbie. Mr. Thinkin' and I are doing well. All is good.

Plus One - 18 months
(whom I will from this point on refer to as WH)

He is talking more all the time. I sat down to count his words the other night and easily came up with about 50. He can string a couple of words together, but doesn't often. He spent the Christmas season referring to Santa as "ho ho ho" (so cute). He is still madly in love with horses and all other animals (but mostly horses). Sleeping is going well. He sleeps about 12 hours at night and naps for 2-3 hours once a day. The kid eats like a horse and is still in the 10 percentile for weight. I think he has the metabolism I dream of. There is definite signs of "independence" starting to shine through. We get lots of, "Hey, no-nos". He seems less violent, but that largely depends on how well he is rested. I am currently the preferred parent, which means he is more grouchy towards Daddy. Overall, I would say he is just where I would expect a bright 18 month old to be.

Newbie - 17 weeks
I need to start with, I FEEL SO MUCH BETTER! I was not well weeks 10-14 or so. The dork in me was convinced I had the flu most of that time. Feeling great though-out my first pregnancy lead to greater confusion on my part I am sure. We saw the baby at 11 weeks, and it looked like a gummy bear. At 15 weeks, we had a regular OB appointment where they were slow to find the heartbeat, due to the fact I am carrying so high. Needless to say I was panicked for several minutes. All seems well at this point. There seems to be less movement than when I was carrying WH, but I think that might be due to how/where I am carrying this babe. We (or I should say I) are looking forward to finding out the sex of the baby sometime this month. During the time I was so sick I thought it definitely had to be a girl, but how I keep dreaming it is a boy. WHO knows!

Not much else is happening around here. My mom is coming in February to help get WH's new room ready and get the nursery going. We are very undecided on boy's names still. My Notre Dame husband is currently voting for Brady Quinn. I think Quinn Brayden is ok, but we are not going to name our child after a QB for ND.
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I was thinking Ella was a boy?!?! I don't even remember that. And where I was carrying her went on to be quite an issue. The like to bang her little head into my ribs in the later months! Oh the joys.

Background music

Why do blogs have background music. It doesn't make me happy. You stopped by to read for pete's sake!
Lose the tunes people!

Where is my baby boy??

~Almost Six~
My Wy-gy,
We are coming to the end of the first year of Kindergarten. For the most part you are up and ready to go each and every morning. As the mama, I am working to set a better pace for our morning routine. I know you learn more and have a more peaceful day when we have a good start to your day. You are not a baby anymore, you are my school aged boy. When I watch you sleeping, I am astounded at your length. You look huge!
You just moved into a new phonics workbook, and love it! You are sometimes concerned with other students in your class being ahead of you in their workbooks, but your teacher assures me you are doing just fine. You haven't wanted to read much with me, but you are clearly capable when the mood strikes you.
I feel like you may share your daddy's passion for numbers. When we are out to dinner (which is more than it should be) Daddy make you addition and subtraction problems. It's fun for me to watch it.
You love science. Every book you bring home from the library is full of science. You love to think about our Earth and the creatures in it. You have a thing for snakes, and I am telling you, if you ever try to bring a snake into my house...I don't know what...I hope we can settle on a fish or lizard.
I love you, little dude. Your kindness is challenged from time to time lately. You are making a shift from my tender baby to a tough little boy. You are still the best snuggler I know, but you might throw a head-butt in the mix.
Some things about you...
-Your body seems more lanky.
-None of your baby teeth have started to become loose.
-You movements are more precise and deliberate; batting is becoming easier for you.
-You love running, jumping, climbing, and throwing and really have trouble staying still.
-You love to draw and the other day you even used sticks to spell your name.
-We are working on learning to tie laces, although you are not very excited about it.
-You know you are left handed and can identify right and left hands fairly consistently.
-You defiantly hold onto your beliefs about magic or fantasy.
-You talk a lot. You make us laugh with some of you idealistic theories.
-You have started trying to use slang and profanity and find it funny. Most annoying is your love of baby talk.
-When you are angry you say things like, "That's mine! Give it back, you meany."
-You have mood swings towards me, which I choose to see as a sign of attachment. You still need closeness and loves from me.
-You often are anxious to please and need and seek adult approval, reassurance, and praise.
-You are so hard on yourself! You see yourself as a failure and get disappointed and frustrated. It hurts my heart.
-You don't always understand ethical behavior or moral standards and this makes the stories of the playground quite interesting. We spend a lot of time talking about being careful to not hurt other people's heart.

Fara

~31 months~
Dear Fairclough,
You are such a little ham. Your need for order is obvious on a nearly daily basis. If I move something in the house or we go somewhere you are used to having things a certain way, the change throws you for a loop. It doesn't necessarily make you grouchy, you just want to know WHY!
You are completely potty-trained and are dry when you wake up in the morning or from a nap. I am quite proud of how quickly you accomplished staying dry.
I am not quite sure where we are going with the paci. You love, love, love it. You are struggling with the "leave it on the bed" rule. You really want it when you are feeling emotional or sleepy. I get it. When I feel that way, I want to take a bath or eat comfort food. So, I am not prepared to just tell you, you should be done with your comfort item. We need to work together to change out our comfort items from something more healthy. Maybe you could find a cuddle friend and I could exercise or something.
Here are some of the things you are doing...
-You love to brush teeth, with help of cours.
You try balance on a foot.
-You are big into identifying relationships. Like saying, "Milla has a mom who is Colette" or "Daddy, Wyeth is your son."
-You can carry on a conversation of two or three sentences and then they turn circular.
-Wash and dry hands.
-Colors are hit and miss.
-You are good at putting on panties and pants, but shirts are not so easy.
-You know the ABC's and sing them well.

You make me laugh and your warmth is one of my favorite parts of being your mommy.
I love you my sweet girl.