Saturday, May 15, 2010

11 Months


So my Little Man hasn't pulled any cool new tricks out of his hat since the last update. He's busy perfecting the ones he's already unveiled. One thing I keep forgetting to mention is that he's been in 12 month size clothes since he was about 9 months old. This kid is loooong, I bet he'll be tall! And he's wearing size 4 shoes! He can stand unaided for a few seconds, but he doesn't like to. If I try to push him for too long, he'll get very upset with me. Speaking of getting upset, he's starting to throw tantrums: ugly-scream-at-the-top-of-his-lungs-totally-embarrassing-to-mama tantrums. I hope this is as bad as they're going to get, I don't like that my little guy acts like that. And I am not one to just let him "express himself". I do curb that behavior as best I can when he decides to test the disciplinary waters. It's not so easy though, if I tell him "no" very sternly (and without smiling!), he laughs! He thinks it's the most hilarious thing ever. How can I keep a straight I-mean-business face when he's giggling like that? Man, I'm in trouble. My kid is going to end up walking all over me! All he'll have to do is crack a toothy grin and I'll be like butter in his tiny little hands.

I've been spending my almost non-existent free time trying to plan his 1st birthday party (ahhhhhh!!!). I'm strongly leaning toward a Cars theme (which shouldn't come as a surprise to those who know and lovf me). I lovf cars! I mean, just look at his room! I spent the better part of two nights (after he was snug in his bed) on ScrapBlog designing invitations. Very time consuming but so worth it; they're totally customized and I only spend about 14¢ per print. With postage and the envelope they come out to less than a dollar each! Our biggest concern is that people won't come on account of the distance. Most of our family and friends live in CA, a six hour drive from our home. I know we can count on our family, but the likelihood of our friends making the trip is slim to none, nevermind that we drag our happy asses out there for every one of their kids' parties. Grrrrr. But that's another vent for another post.


An exciting announcement!

There's only one month to go and I get my boobs back! I gave myself the goal to BF for a year and that time will be up in just a few short weeks. I can't believe it. I had such a rocky beginning that I didn't think I'd ever make it here. I've been a food source for my little guy for 22 months! But talk about mixed emotions. I lovf the exclusive time I have with him, I lovf the bonding, I lovf the cute little noises he makes when he knows he's about to get his milk, and I will miss it a lot. But. He's starting to bite when he's done eating (OUCH)! And when I yell from the pain, he laughs. And then he does it again. So yeah, it's about that time. I hope I don't have such a hard time of it with #2. Knowing the end is in sight, I made a trip to VS and got myself a little something special. I can't wait to get out of my nursing bras and tanks. I hate those things! I could never find one in my size that was also in my price range, so I had to buy ones that are too big for me and "stuffing" them with nursing pads. My pretty little thing is hanging up in my closet waiting for me. Not to mention all the dresses and tops that I haven't been able to wear because they aren't BFing friendly. I can't wait!

Update on the marr-i-age...

Things with M are a better version of the same. Does that make sense? I talked to him about everything (again) and he listened (again), but I doubt he heard me (again). He makes more of an effort not to say things that hurt my feelings, but that effort only lasts until he doesn't get his way about something. The hardest part about all of it is that I still can't talk to him. It's like talking with a brick wall. None of my arguments, reasons, justifications, valid points, or straight out rants make any kind of difference. He's right in his mind and it doesn't matter what I say or feel. He is getting better about taking on more of the parenting stuff; I don't have to get after him as much about taking Little Man when he comes home from work and I've actually been able to take showers without being rushed, but that's about the extent of the improvement. I've brought up going to counseling a couple of times, but he's resistant. He doesn't think we need it. I don't know how much further I should let it go before it becomes an absolute necessity.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

One Step Closer to Walking

out the door! OMG I don't think I can handle this! I want my teeny little baby back!

Saturday, May 1, 2010

Oh Em Gee!

Little Man stood! All by himself! He pulled himself up and then he just let go! He stood there for a good five seconds before I gasped and startled him and he plopped down on his cute little tushie. It was amazing!

I spent the rest of the day trying to get him to do it again so I could get video of it, but of course he didn't. Little booger.