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Monday, March 25, 2013

To Savannah, A Letter

My sweetest Savannah,

     Today is your 2nd birthday! I just tucked you into bed, where right now, you are snuggled under your blanket, with your Mickey Mouse, and two baby dolls, watching Blues Clues, while drinking a bottle of milk. It was strange tucking you in tonight, because you requested all of those things with words. I still can't believe that you are talking so much! You are just growing up so fast! It's also strange because 20 years ago, your room was my room, where my mom and dad tucked me in every night. Now I have the opportunity to be a mommy! When I shut your door (not all the way because you get a little scared in the complete dark, so I leave it open a crack and keep the hallway bathroom light on for you) I came out into the kitchen and noticed what time it was. It is currently 9:00pm. In 20 minutes, it's officially the moment you were born 2 whole years ago! In 20 minutes will be the first time I looked into your beautiful dark eyes, and you stuck your hand in your mouth and looked right back up me. You were so calm, you didn't even cry for a few minutes! You just coughed a bit, and looked at me. I felt like we were reuniting, rather than meeting for the first time, as if I already knew everything about you.

     I remember that first night, I asked the nurses to keep you in the nursery for the night, thinking that it would be easier for me to sleep after an exhausting day. But I stayed up almost the whole night because I missed you so much. I laid awake waiting for when the nurses would bring you in to eat, and being so excited every time I got to hold you. The next night, I kept you right next to me.

     I remember that first night we brought you home. We placed you in your cradle, and realized that it was broken and sagged to the side. I asked your daddy to set up the portable bassinet instead. By the time we got it figured out, I decided that I wanted you next to me instead. I didn't like that you were all alone in there. So I scooped you up and snuggled you between myself and your dad. You ended up sleeping next to us every night for 6 months! I had a hard time putting you in your own room. I still do! Every night, I still go check on you a few times before I crawl into my own bed. Now, I treasure those very rare times that you fall asleep next to me.

     You have grown so much in these last 2 years. You have really developed the funniest little personality. You just love to be around people. You are fearless, and I love that about you (but sometimes it really worries me!). You are compassionate, you worry about the happiness of others. I hope you keep this quality your whole life, and I have a pretty good feeling you will. You like to tease and play. You will do anything to get a laugh out of people. You are so full of energy. You just radiate this feeling of fun! You melt hearts with your smile and your laugh. We will have to keep an eye on you in the future, because you will be driving the boys crazy with that smile and your rosy cheeks someday!

     You have brought so much happiness and love into your dad and I's life. I can't imagine what my life would be like right now if I didn't have you here. You are definitely a daddy's girl, and you two make me so happy just watching you play together. As soon as he comes home from work, you always run straight into his arms with kisses waiting. That's one of my favorite moments of the day, seeing you get so excited about having your dad home.

     You have so many people in this world who love you, and I hope you never ever forget that! You have a large group of family and friends who would do anything for you. You bring sunshine into all our lives. You have a baby brother who will be here in 2 months. I know that you will be the very best big sister in the world! And trust me, I know how hard it is to be the big sister, but I know you will love him and help him and be his friend throughout life, because you were born with all of that inside of you.

     My sweet, wild, loving Savannah, I love you more than anything, and I am very proud to get to be your mommy. Happy birthday beautiful girl!

                           Love, Mom.

The day you were born

1 Year Old

2 Years old!


                    


Thursday, March 21, 2013

2 Years Old and All Grown Up

It's been a while since I did an update on Savannah, and with her 2nd birthday next week, I figured I had better do one before I forget everything!

 First of all, I can't believe it's nearly been TWO YEARS since I hobbled into that hospital, excited and nervous and confused, and then walked out with this gorgeous, sleepy, dark-eyed baby! I'm excited for her birthday, but I'm also a little sad. Where did that tiny little thing go? Now I have this crazy wild thing who can talk and has the funniest personality and a hint of an attitude. When did she go from snugly baby to energetic toddler?! 



She is a sponge. She absorbs everything she hears and sees these days. She's learning faster than ever and she surprises me every day with the things she picks up! She knows most of her alphabet. If you asked her to sing her ABC's, she probably wont do it for you, but if you hold a letter up in front of her, 95% of the time she will get it right. I especially love doing this with her during bath time. She has little foam letters that stick to the tub when wet, and I like handing her the letters and she will tell me what they are. She does this with numbers too, but not quite as accurately (although she can count to 10, and she can even count to 10 by 2's!) 



For a while, we tried our hand at potty training. Just before Christmas, we were at my parents house and she told me she needed to go potty. When I asked if she needed a diaper, she ran to the bathroom and pointed in there. So I sat her on the toilet, not thinking anything would happen, but she went! On her first try! After that, she would occasionally tell us she had to use the potty, so we would put her on there, and she would go maybe 1 out of every 3 times. So in January, we got serious about it, bought her a baby sized potty seat and some pull-ups. For the first few weeks, she did great! Sometimes we had false alarms, and others we didn't quite get to the bathroom in time, but she was excited and proud about it so we kept it up. Then one week, she decided she wasn't that interested in potty training and stopped telling us when she needed to go, and when I would ask her if she needed to, she'd either tell me no, or run away. I didn't want to press the issue, because I wasn't even planning on potty training her yet, and I figured she will want to pick it up again sometime soon. 

 (The greatest bed-head ever!)

Her energy level lately has been on overdrive! By the end of the day, I am completely worn out by her. The 3 things people always tell me when they first meet Savannah are:

1: "Those dark eyes are so beautiful!"
2: Wow, she's a talker!
3: "She sure has a lot of energy for such a tiny person!"



She NEVER just walks anywhere, even around the house. She is either running, jumping, or dancing her way around. I can't wait until it really starts getting warm and I can just sit out in the backyard with the baby and let Savannah run until she can't run anymore. When we go for walks, I rarely put her in her stroller anymore, I let her just walk so she can burn some energy off (I like to go for walks before nap or bedtime for this very reason). 



I recently enrolled her in a toddler exercise class so that she would get to play with other kids and get some wiggles out. At her age, a lot of the kids like to kind of play by themselves, and Savannah is that crazy kid who goes from person to person talking their ears off (kind of like her mama!) Sometimes she finds a new friend who is just as social as her and she is in heaven. Like the little girl the other day who had a laughing competition with her, and then there are the kids who run to their moms when Savannah gets right up in their face. Someday, we will find a good balance hahaha! 



She also got in her first fight at the last class. A little boy came up and grabbed the truck she was playing with, so Savannah grabbed it back. Then the boy hit her right on top of the heard, so she smacked him right back. By then, both me and the boy's mom ran over and stopped it, and she whisked her crying kid off to the corner. Later, she made him come an apologize before he got to play again (I made Savannah apologize too. Even though she didn't start it, hitting's never nice). About 15 minutes later, Savannah was playing at another game with pool noodles. I noticed the same boy was there, and I looked see where his mom was, and she was talking to another lady. Just then, I looked back at the boy and he ran up and hit Savy with his pool noodle. Savannah stood up, looked straight at him and yelled "OUCH!" I just laughed and told her she was fine and that it didn't hurt. I just thought it was funny that this kid was still mad 15 minutes later. I guess we have a lot to learn about being nice to those who aren't very nice to us.



We have definitely hit the "terrible two's" in full force. Savannah's learned the phrase, "No, It's mine!" and it drives me crazy! We've unfortunately had to implement a time-out system because she's become a hitter too. Like the other day, we played outside on the swing set until her poor little body was shivering from the cold. When we went to bring her in, she got mad and hit Bryant in the face. Or like the other night I was putting her to bed and I gave her a bottle of water instead of milk, and she yelled "No! Baba milk!" and then hit me on top of the head with the bottle. I had to laugh though because when Bryant puts her in time out, and then goes to get her out 2 minutes later, she's usually crying and he'll ask "Are you done crying? Can you give me a hug and say sorry?" and when she hit me, she immediately realized she was in trouble and said "Oh, sorry mommy, I done! I done!". But, despite how cute it was, she was still in trouble.

(in the bouncy house thing)

Lately she's been obsessed with Curious George (she calls him Monkey George) Finding Nemo and Wreck It Ralph. It's so funny how she gets hooked on one thing for a while. Like last month, it was The Lion King, and she went around for weeks pretending to be a lion. Now she walks around yelling "I wreck-it!" and "races" her toys or food against each other.

She's also suddenly become a really picky eater. He favorite go-to foods are tortillas, cheese, crackers, any fruit, cereal, bread, rice and yogurt. But I have the hardest time getting her to eat much else. I can get her to nibble on carrots, but that's about the only vegetable she will eat. I feel like a short-order cook because she won't eat what Bryant and I eat for dinner. And I still can't get her to eat meat (she's never liked meat.)  



She love's to be outside, and we've been pretty excited about it getting warmer, although we are supposed to get snow tomorrow :-( But she loves to go on walks, ride her new bike out in the driveway, play with chalk, and swing on the swing set. She especially loves when her grandpa comes over, because he helps her feed and water the chickens, and they like to walk down the block to go get the mail together. When it's too cold to play outside, she perches herself on top of the back of the couch and looks outside all day. We like to look for cars, people walking, cats and dogs sniffing the yard, and birds in the trees. She gets really excited when the neighbor kids play across the street, and she will open the door and yell "hey kids!".



She's a copy-cat and likes to do anything I'm doing. Every morning, she likes to stand on her stool and brush her teeth (she asks to brush her teeth several times a day) and then put on my make-up. I usually let her because it distracts her while I do her hair (which after 2 years is FINALLY long enough to do! She's even getting her first bang-trim tomorrow!) and then I wipe if off afterwords. Today however, we were in such a rush to get to my doctor's appointment, that I forgot to wipe her face, and once we got there, I realized she had lip gloss all over her eyelids! She also likes doing my hair, picking out her own clothes, and trying on my jewelry. She's such a girly-girl!



Wow, this was really long, but I had so much to write down and I don't want to forget a thing! As crazy as these terrible 2s have been, I think this is my favorite age she's been so far! It's a lot of work learning how to keep up with her, working around her stubbornness and independent spirit, figuring out a discipline method, teaching her manners, etc, but I finally feel like I'm beginning to get a hang of this parenting thing. Today I was talking to my dad about how when she was first born, I would call my parents or her pediatrician with every little question, but now I feel more comfortable making decisions and even with letting her have more freedom and not hovering over her like a hawk. I feel more comfortable in my role as a mother. I'm a little nervous about how I will handle 2 kids at a time, but I'm not worried a single bit about my ability to be a good parent. The great thing about Savannah is that I will always be learning with her. Every new milestone she will hit throughout her entire life, I get to hit that milestone for the first time as a parent. 



I couldn't ask for a better daughter to experience life with.


(Also, here is this awesome picture of Savannah with Kenna, Sage and Sawyer holding a real bear cub at the international hunting expo last week. I wasn't there and I'm really jealous! It's so gosh darn cute!!!)

Thursday, March 14, 2013

I'm not a bad mom... I think...

Twice this week, I have been made to feel like I am a bad mother.
Once by a friend, and once by an acquaintance.

Neither one of these people did it intentionally... Well, I think the acquaintance might have, but the impression I got from that person is that they are generally pretty critical of everything anyway.

But it still hurts. This isn't the first time either. Every once in a while, I'll have someone say "you let your daughter have that candy bar? Do you know how much sugar is in there?!" or "You allow your daughter to watch Sesame Street? Well, I don't believe in allowing children to watch television until they are at least 5!" or, "You should really cloth-diaper, it's terrible to make a baby walk around in a paper diaper!"



I know these people generally mean well, and most are just trying to offer advice. Some of these people just can't believe that I kind of let Savannah dictate how her day works. I never did any sort of sleep training with her. I let her sleep when she was tired, eat when she was hungry, play when she wanted to, and relax when she needed to. As a result, she placed herself on a pretty good schedule (until daylight savings showed up...) and I'm happy with that. 

The truth is, I don't feed her exclusively organic foods. I don't make her wear clothes half of the time. I let her watch 'Wreck it Ralph' a million times a week. I let her eat marshmallows and chips for snack time. I let her be noisy and crazy and wild in public places.

And you want to know why I'm ok with this?

I'm ok with this because she is healthy, and incredibly smart. She's more social than 95% of other kids I know, and she adapts to new situations as if it's the easiest thing in the world. She is compassionate and considerate. She's creative and independent. She's energetic and wild, but I wouldn't want her any other way. And believe it or not, when I let her make the decision of what she wants for snack time, she will even choose carrots, apples and cheese over marshmallows 2 out of 3 times.

And she is the HAPPIEST toddler I have ever met. And as long as she is happy, I am ok with her watching Curious George to help her fall asleep at night. Because that's my parenting style, and it works for her, and it works for me, and it doesn't work for everyone else. 


Yeah... So there.

Friday, March 8, 2013

Just Checking In

I'm still here! I promise!
It's just that I haven't had much to write about lately. 
This winter is just dragging on and on, which means we don't get out much.
We have had 2 or 3 nice days though (And by nice I mean, 45 degrees...) So we were able to get a little bit of fresh air this week. However, we are supposed to be getting snow again this weekend.



School has been keeping me busy, I just finished one class, started another, and finished up midterms in another. Lots of work, but it's manageable.

This pregnancy is chugging along. On Sunday, we will officially be in the 3rd trimester! Woo! I went to the doctors a couple of weeks ago to do my glucose test, and everything looks great! It was the first time this pregnancy that I was measured too, and I feel like I am huge, but the doctor said I was measuring perfectly, so I guess that means I'm only a tiny whale, instead of a giant one like I thought I was. All my old stretch marks are coming back (and some new ones...) and my belly button is beginning to disappear again. And my pants are in their last week or two of being comfortable. I am on the very last notch on my belt :-(

 (Taken at 25 weeks, 5 days, I'm now 27 weeks, 5 days)

I'm still feeling uncomfortable. My sciatic nerve is a million times better, but my hips and back hurt constantly. But, I'm healthy, and baby is healthy, so I don't have much to complain about.

We are still stuck on a name. We just can't seem to find one we really really like.

Savannah is wilder than ever, but I wouldn't have her any other way! She's picking up new words every day, and surprises me with what she learns. The other night we were rolling a ball back and forth between each other on the floor, and she stood up, gave me a big hug and said "Mommy best friend!". I didn't even know she knew what a "best" friend was! Needless to say, my heart melted a little.




She's currently obsessed with tacos, and requests them at every meal. Usually, I just heat up a tortilla and cheese (a "torti" as she calls them) for her. She's also been watching Wreck it Ralph for the past 3 days and runs around the house with her hands made into fists yelling "Wreck It!" That kid cracks me up!

She's been putting on a tiny bit of weight lately (so, for her she just looks normal and not like such a skinny ninny) and she has been sleeping like crazy. But every time she starts to chunk up and sleeps like this, she goes through a growth spurt! 



She also got her first bike! We were at my parents house last week, and she saw the neighbor kids playing in their driveway, so Savannah beelined it over there to play for a little while. They had an extra trike, so Savannah was scooting around with them, and when it was time to leave, she had a full on meltdown! I've never seen her cry that hard! So my mom's friend at work offered to give Savannah a radio flyer trike that didn't fit her granddaughter anymore. It was so nice of her! Savannah has been zipping up and down the hall all week on it.




We are looking foreword to her birthday in a couple of weeks. I can't believe she is going to be 2!!! I don't know what we will do to celebrate yet, I want to take her to the Discovery Gateway Children's museum, and then we will probably just do cake and ice cream with family that night. 

Well, that's about it. Not much going on. I can't wait until it really warms up and we can go do a lot more things outside.