Hey everyone! I'm back!
My most since at apologies for my rather abrupt disappearance. I had some pretty heavy life stuff happen, and I felt the need to share, but I was unable to put pen to paper (text to screen).
My dad died. The man who raised me, took me in as his own (he is not biologically related). I felt that I owed him a proper send off. It was too painful to write. So I just left it.
Where are we now?
Seeing as it has been so long since my last post, a lot has happened.
I became a CRST (car seat technition) my course fees were kindly donated by *someone*. I love it so much and will go for my trainer as soon as I am able to.
Nathaniel had a 3rd set of tunes placed. He had serious complications while under GA. We will not be allowing a 4th set.
We got pregnant.
We moved into a bigger house. (I was so grateful to be able to leave the old house, but sad at the same time. I brought home two babies there, they took their firsts there. If was a lot to leave behind.)
We found out we were expecting a GIRL!
Zacharey had dental surgery. They were able to save and repair his teeth, without any extractions (yay!)
We had a home birth (our midwife didn't come in time, Adam caught her).
Gabrielle Elaine Evelyn Knox
January 25 2015 6:50 am
8lbs 7oz, 21 in long, 13 3/4 in head
We went to see Jack Newman when Gabrielle was 15 days old to have her lip and tongue tie released.
I discovered that I suck at painting and that I really hate it.
I promise I'll update more frequently.
Sunday, 12 July 2015
Sunday, 2 February 2014
14 Months!
Oh boy, oh boy.
The little mister is 14 months old! He is so spunky and crazy. He has so much personality (it shows in his wild hair).
Time is flying by, I can't believe Zacharey is 14 months already! I need to remind myself not to blink. If you blink you miss stuff. All the stuff.
I am grateful that I am granted the opportunity to continue to stay home with him. Many of my friends have ether returned to work, or are returning shortly.
As Zacharey is a full time mover and shaker now, our time at Mother Circle has long passed. Technically, we should have stopped going months ago. I miss going and I miss coffee time after.
We really make a point to keep him busy, to have friends to play with. He really enjoys being around other people.
Zacharey had a bit of an accident this month. He was being silly and fell over on his bin of books and jammed his tooth (central incisor) back up into his gums. I didn't even know it was possible for that to happen. I thought he had knocked it out! An emergency trip to the dentist and an x-ray later showed that it was just jammed back up! OUCH! It was told to us that the tooth may come back down on its own and be fine, it may come back down and not be fine or it may not come back down at all. Two of those possibilities would mean dental surgery to extract the tooth. We also discovered that some of Zacharey's teeth came in without enamel and he had the starting of 3 very small cavities. Terrific! Have I mentioned that we do not have dental coverage? This boy's mouth is going to cost us a fortune.
For right now the treatment plan is to sit and wait to see if the tooth will come back down and to do a fluoride treatment once daily to help prevent further decay. The fluoride treatment is not ideal, and I am well aware that it is a neuro toxin, however, having his teeth rot away is worse.
The little mister is 14 months old! He is so spunky and crazy. He has so much personality (it shows in his wild hair).
Time is flying by, I can't believe Zacharey is 14 months already! I need to remind myself not to blink. If you blink you miss stuff. All the stuff.
I am grateful that I am granted the opportunity to continue to stay home with him. Many of my friends have ether returned to work, or are returning shortly.
As Zacharey is a full time mover and shaker now, our time at Mother Circle has long passed. Technically, we should have stopped going months ago. I miss going and I miss coffee time after.
We really make a point to keep him busy, to have friends to play with. He really enjoys being around other people.
Zacharey had a bit of an accident this month. He was being silly and fell over on his bin of books and jammed his tooth (central incisor) back up into his gums. I didn't even know it was possible for that to happen. I thought he had knocked it out! An emergency trip to the dentist and an x-ray later showed that it was just jammed back up! OUCH! It was told to us that the tooth may come back down on its own and be fine, it may come back down and not be fine or it may not come back down at all. Two of those possibilities would mean dental surgery to extract the tooth. We also discovered that some of Zacharey's teeth came in without enamel and he had the starting of 3 very small cavities. Terrific! Have I mentioned that we do not have dental coverage? This boy's mouth is going to cost us a fortune.
For right now the treatment plan is to sit and wait to see if the tooth will come back down and to do a fluoride treatment once daily to help prevent further decay. The fluoride treatment is not ideal, and I am well aware that it is a neuro toxin, however, having his teeth rot away is worse.
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| This picture sums Zacharey up perfectly <3 |
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| Sometimes you need to do whatever it takes to get dishes done :) |
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| Zacharey is still happily REAR FACING and will be until he is AT LEAST 3. |
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| You know, just eating a vacuum at the dentist... |
Sunday, 15 December 2013
Apple pIcking
Now that we have our very own vehicle (yea, I know) we can finally do family outings that are out of town.
We took the boys to pick some apples at Waddell Apples. It was a lot of fun.
We ended up with 28lbs of apples, which lasted almost a month. We ended up going back just before the season ended and picked 20lbs more.
We made a bunch of appley treats which everyone loved.
We took the boys to pick some apples at Waddell Apples. It was a lot of fun.
We ended up with 28lbs of apples, which lasted almost a month. We ended up going back just before the season ended and picked 20lbs more.
We made a bunch of appley treats which everyone loved.
Run or Dye
I was very fortunate enough to participate in the Run or Dye run held at Fort Henry this year.
Even though I know that Run or Dye did not give a hearty sum of the profit to charity like they led us to believe, I still had a lot of fun and cannot wait to do it next year. I have already preregistered :)
Even though I know that Run or Dye did not give a hearty sum of the profit to charity like they led us to believe, I still had a lot of fun and cannot wait to do it next year. I have already preregistered :)
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| So excited! |
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| Knee high rainbow socks, tutu and shiny blue spandex that I found at a thrift shop! |
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| Still partially clean! |
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| Soaked from the VERY cold torrential downpour. It rained pretty much the entire time. |
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| Stolen from the Run or Dye webpage - Copyright Run or Dye |
13 months!
My crazy, stronged willed baby is a toddler. A walking toddler. I can't even lie to myself any longer. He isn't just taking a few unassisted steps, he has completely stopped crawling and walks everywhere now. Just in time to out grow his over priced baby shoes.
What a boy!
He is unstoppable, and can scale the wall unit and couch with ease. He loves cars and balls and thinks it is hilarous to turn off Daddy's xbox when he is playing. (I also find this hilarious haha).
We have made it 13 months of breastfeeding. Amazing!
Some days he nurses so much that I am starting to feel a little touched out. He loves to pinch me while he nurses, so that is a whole new can of beans.
We are still a no sleep house. And by we, I really mean me. Some nights he allows me only 2 or 3 wakings, others he only unlatches to switch sides. Thank god for coffee.
We were able to go to the Community Midwives of Kingston's annual fall picnic. It was so nice seeing Susan again. I really wish that we could have seen Myriam as well, but I know that she is busy caring for new families in Cambridge.
What a boy!
He is unstoppable, and can scale the wall unit and couch with ease. He loves cars and balls and thinks it is hilarous to turn off Daddy's xbox when he is playing. (I also find this hilarious haha).
We have made it 13 months of breastfeeding. Amazing!
Some days he nurses so much that I am starting to feel a little touched out. He loves to pinch me while he nurses, so that is a whole new can of beans.
We are still a no sleep house. And by we, I really mean me. Some nights he allows me only 2 or 3 wakings, others he only unlatches to switch sides. Thank god for coffee.
We were able to go to the Community Midwives of Kingston's annual fall picnic. It was so nice seeing Susan again. I really wish that we could have seen Myriam as well, but I know that she is busy caring for new families in Cambridge.
Thursday, 21 November 2013
Back to School!
Nathaniel started in SK (senior kindergarten) and Alex in grade 6.
I am grateful that Nathaniel has the same teachers as last year, it was such a good fit for him and I get a long really well with his teachers.
Alex has a new teacher this year and is a straight 6 class. I am not a fan of split grades, so this works out well. I am hopeful he will have a good year.
Monday, 28 October 2013
The 12th Month
I realize this is a bit behind. I am sorry. Better late than never right?
Zacharey's 12th month was so busy. He is such a busy, busy boy. He climbs and tries really hard to walk.
Other than a few steps, he has not taken off in the waking department. I am totally okay with this. He still is not sleeping through the night. He is too buy nursing like a newborn. We are working on it. He wont be like this forever right?
Although still not a big boy, Zacharey is growing right on track for him. He is exceeding all milestones, which is amazing! He has taken a few steps, but is NOT walking fully. I am totally okay with this.
12 months
19lbs 3oz
31 inches long
18 inch head
The pediatrician we have been seeing gave us the okay to only make an appointment with her if there is a problem down the road. She feels that his growth and development is wonderful and there is no need for us to come in anymore. All of Zacharey's well baby checks will be scheduled with our family doctor from now on.
We celebrated Zacharey's birthday in the park with a bunch of his friends. I think he had fun. It was a rainbow theme, nice bright colours. Although a bit windy, the weather was perfect. I think we will continue with our outdoor 'tradition' for him. It was so much better than being stuck indoors.
Zacharey's 12th month was so busy. He is such a busy, busy boy. He climbs and tries really hard to walk.
Other than a few steps, he has not taken off in the waking department. I am totally okay with this. He still is not sleeping through the night. He is too buy nursing like a newborn. We are working on it. He wont be like this forever right?
Although still not a big boy, Zacharey is growing right on track for him. He is exceeding all milestones, which is amazing! He has taken a few steps, but is NOT walking fully. I am totally okay with this.
12 months
19lbs 3oz
31 inches long
18 inch head
The pediatrician we have been seeing gave us the okay to only make an appointment with her if there is a problem down the road. She feels that his growth and development is wonderful and there is no need for us to come in anymore. All of Zacharey's well baby checks will be scheduled with our family doctor from now on.
Friday, 9 August 2013
Happy Birthday My Sweet Love
Pictures by Kimberly Wood Photography
Hours spent on making a cake and 10 minutes of 'meh'
Silly baby.
Birth Story
Today my beautiful, smart, spunky, wonderful boy is a year old!
I feel it is only appropriate that I write about his birth.
My pregnancy with Zacharey was very easy and very uncomplicated. Other than the usual discomforts; nausea, heart burn and regular aches and pains it was perfect.
The day before Zacharey made his grand entrance, we had a very busy day. Nathaniel had speech therapy, I had a midwife appointment and both older boys had swimming lessons.
I had been having very irregular contractions at this point for about a week and a half. I didn't think too much of it as he was my third. I fully expected to go 'over due' as I did with Nathaniel.
Nathaniel had speech first and we left quickly for my midwife appointment. Up until this day, I had not felt ready to have Zacharey come. I was quite content on having him stay in forever. I am unsure if it was because I knew he wasn't done cooking or if the thought of three boys was just too overwhelming to bare.
Ether way, the morning of the 8th, I woke up and was DONE. I had full intentions of doing anything to get him out (with in reason anyways). I had asked Myriam to do a sweep and stretch to help speed up the process. The though of even being pregnant for one more day seemed like too much. I remember feeling so irritated with her because she couldn't/wouldn't do one. Even though I totally understand her reasoning (she had just done another mother and as we both had the same Midwifes, if we both went into labour at the same time, one would be without her primary midwife), I was so upset. I remember complaining to several friends. It was just so UNFAIR! (haha)
We took the boys to swimming lessons and came home for a quick dinner. Adam thought it would be good for all of us to go tot he family swim after dinner. It was crazy hot out and he though that the water would help relieve some of the pressure off my hips. He was right, it really did relieve a lot of pressure off my hips and cooling down was nice. We came home rather late and even though I had a need to clean the whole house from top to bottom *right now* I was just too tired to do so. I went to bed.
Sleep was short lived, I just couldn't get comfortable. I had gone to bed slightly crampy (nothing new) and Zacharey just wouldn't settle. I gave up around 2 am and came down stairs to bounce on my birthing ball and facebook. I started having more irregular contractions at this point, nothing I had to stop or breathe through. I just kept bouncing.
At 3am I decided to wake Adam up. Mainly for selfish reasons. I knew he had to work in the morning but I needed the company, someone to bounce with.
He started to ask me how long I had been contracting for, I gave him a very sarcastic, "A week and a half!"
But I knew what he meant. He asked me if I had called my midwife yet (Susan was on call). I told him I hadn't as it was early and nothing was happening. That they weren't real ones yet. He really felt that Susan needed to be called, so I handed him my green card. I remember making fun of him because he asked Susan if she was sleeping. Of course she was! It was 3:15am! Adam also called our good friend Miranda to come over and watch the boys.
At this point, I was super irritated. For several reasons. I was irritated that he was wasting everyone's time for nothing, as they weren't even 'real' contractions yet. That I was too lazy to clean my house. That I was being forced to go to the hospital (I had really wanted a home birth, and even a year later, still feel that my right to choose my own birthing experience was not respected).
Miranda came over at about 3:20-3:30am and we left for the hospital. I was having a hard time sitting still in the car. I wanted to get up and move.
We got to the hospital, found a parking spot and started the LONGEST WALK EVER down the underground tunnel. Little did we know that they lock the hospital doors at the end of the tunnel. Thankfully a nurse noticed us as she was going home from her shift and unlocked them for us. (Thank you nurse!)
At this point the contractions were picking up and had a very noticeable pattern. I could still talk though them, but was unable to walk through them any longer. This made the walk seem like an eternity!
We get up to Connell 5 and Susan was already waiting. She asked me how I was and I flat out told her I wasn't answering that question.
We get into the birthing room that she had saved for us and I got into a gown. She checked me and I was alf expecting to be a 2, maybe a 3. I was 5+ with a bulging bag. She offered to break my water, but I declined. Laying down was next to near torture. Susan suggested I go stand or sit in the shower for a bit. Since I had originally wanted a water birth, I figured that this would be my next best option.
It. Was. Heaven.
Susan had tried at this point to get the required blood work about 4 times at this point, but each time she tried to get it, I would have a contraction. I ended up telling her that she wasn't going to get it.
The last thing I remember hearing her say at this point was, "I think you're farther along than we think you are!"
I looked at Adam and told him I couldn't stand anymore, that I needed to sit or lay down. He turned off the shower and I started to walk towards the bed. This is where my legs decided to no longer work. I dropped to a squat. I could feel the baby coming, but I wasn't pushing (at least not on purpose). I felt my bag rupture and heard Susan ask me if I was pushing. I told her, "No, yes, I don't know!!"
She insisted that I get to the bed, not that there was enough room to birth a baby wedged between the sink and the toilet in the birthing room's bathroom. I told her that I couldn't move, that I was stuck.
Her and Adam shuffle walked me/carried me to the bed. Which I ended up on, sideways on my hands and knees. At this point I pushed twice. Susan paged the nurse to have a second set of hands (the back up Midwife had not yet made it to KGH).
It felt like Susan was ether trying to push the baby back in or hold him in place. She swore at the time that she was trying to save my perineum, but later admitted that she was trying to stop him from falling onto the floor.
One more push and he was out!
I had planned to delay cord clamping, but for some reason the cord was clamped and cut after only 30 or so seconds.
I held my boy skin to skin and marvelled at his features. It was funny that I had a much larger baby pictured in my mind. A rolley polley boy.
Anita (my back up Midwife) came in about 10-15 minutes after Zacharey was born. She looked surprised to see a baby in my arms. She had missed the whole thing!
She asked if it was okay for her to get his stats. I handed Zacharey over.
Anita put a cloth diaper on him (one we brought from home), and checked his weight and lenghts. She asked if it was okay to give him the standard treatment. I told her it was okay to give him the Vit K shot but no eye goop. While Anita was doing Zacharey's once over, Susan was tending to me. Thankfully I only tore a little bit (hard to have time for stretching when your child literally shoots out). 6 stitches in total, 3 deep, 3 shallow, all in the same spot. Not bad!
Zacharey John Michael Knox
August 9th 2012
4:09 am
8lbs 10oz
22inches long
13inch head
He was perfect.
We got to go home really soon after. About 3 hours. It was nice being in my own space, eating my own food.
I was very fortunate that my neighbour came over and helped Adam tidy the house. I sat on the couch and stared a my new boy.
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It is so hard to believe that a whole year has passed.
Zacharey has grown so much, learned so many new tricks.
I am listening to him play with his new toy and giggle and squeal with glee.
Although I am sad that this year has gone by so quickly, I am grateful I have been able to experience it. Zacharey is a wonderful boy and a perfect addition to our family. <3
I feel it is only appropriate that I write about his birth.
My pregnancy with Zacharey was very easy and very uncomplicated. Other than the usual discomforts; nausea, heart burn and regular aches and pains it was perfect.
The day before Zacharey made his grand entrance, we had a very busy day. Nathaniel had speech therapy, I had a midwife appointment and both older boys had swimming lessons.
I had been having very irregular contractions at this point for about a week and a half. I didn't think too much of it as he was my third. I fully expected to go 'over due' as I did with Nathaniel.
Nathaniel had speech first and we left quickly for my midwife appointment. Up until this day, I had not felt ready to have Zacharey come. I was quite content on having him stay in forever. I am unsure if it was because I knew he wasn't done cooking or if the thought of three boys was just too overwhelming to bare.
Ether way, the morning of the 8th, I woke up and was DONE. I had full intentions of doing anything to get him out (with in reason anyways). I had asked Myriam to do a sweep and stretch to help speed up the process. The though of even being pregnant for one more day seemed like too much. I remember feeling so irritated with her because she couldn't/wouldn't do one. Even though I totally understand her reasoning (she had just done another mother and as we both had the same Midwifes, if we both went into labour at the same time, one would be without her primary midwife), I was so upset. I remember complaining to several friends. It was just so UNFAIR! (haha)
We took the boys to swimming lessons and came home for a quick dinner. Adam thought it would be good for all of us to go tot he family swim after dinner. It was crazy hot out and he though that the water would help relieve some of the pressure off my hips. He was right, it really did relieve a lot of pressure off my hips and cooling down was nice. We came home rather late and even though I had a need to clean the whole house from top to bottom *right now* I was just too tired to do so. I went to bed.
Sleep was short lived, I just couldn't get comfortable. I had gone to bed slightly crampy (nothing new) and Zacharey just wouldn't settle. I gave up around 2 am and came down stairs to bounce on my birthing ball and facebook. I started having more irregular contractions at this point, nothing I had to stop or breathe through. I just kept bouncing.
At 3am I decided to wake Adam up. Mainly for selfish reasons. I knew he had to work in the morning but I needed the company, someone to bounce with.
He started to ask me how long I had been contracting for, I gave him a very sarcastic, "A week and a half!"
But I knew what he meant. He asked me if I had called my midwife yet (Susan was on call). I told him I hadn't as it was early and nothing was happening. That they weren't real ones yet. He really felt that Susan needed to be called, so I handed him my green card. I remember making fun of him because he asked Susan if she was sleeping. Of course she was! It was 3:15am! Adam also called our good friend Miranda to come over and watch the boys.
At this point, I was super irritated. For several reasons. I was irritated that he was wasting everyone's time for nothing, as they weren't even 'real' contractions yet. That I was too lazy to clean my house. That I was being forced to go to the hospital (I had really wanted a home birth, and even a year later, still feel that my right to choose my own birthing experience was not respected).
Miranda came over at about 3:20-3:30am and we left for the hospital. I was having a hard time sitting still in the car. I wanted to get up and move.
We got to the hospital, found a parking spot and started the LONGEST WALK EVER down the underground tunnel. Little did we know that they lock the hospital doors at the end of the tunnel. Thankfully a nurse noticed us as she was going home from her shift and unlocked them for us. (Thank you nurse!)
At this point the contractions were picking up and had a very noticeable pattern. I could still talk though them, but was unable to walk through them any longer. This made the walk seem like an eternity!
We get up to Connell 5 and Susan was already waiting. She asked me how I was and I flat out told her I wasn't answering that question.
We get into the birthing room that she had saved for us and I got into a gown. She checked me and I was alf expecting to be a 2, maybe a 3. I was 5+ with a bulging bag. She offered to break my water, but I declined. Laying down was next to near torture. Susan suggested I go stand or sit in the shower for a bit. Since I had originally wanted a water birth, I figured that this would be my next best option.
It. Was. Heaven.
Susan had tried at this point to get the required blood work about 4 times at this point, but each time she tried to get it, I would have a contraction. I ended up telling her that she wasn't going to get it.
The last thing I remember hearing her say at this point was, "I think you're farther along than we think you are!"
I looked at Adam and told him I couldn't stand anymore, that I needed to sit or lay down. He turned off the shower and I started to walk towards the bed. This is where my legs decided to no longer work. I dropped to a squat. I could feel the baby coming, but I wasn't pushing (at least not on purpose). I felt my bag rupture and heard Susan ask me if I was pushing. I told her, "No, yes, I don't know!!"
She insisted that I get to the bed, not that there was enough room to birth a baby wedged between the sink and the toilet in the birthing room's bathroom. I told her that I couldn't move, that I was stuck.
Her and Adam shuffle walked me/carried me to the bed. Which I ended up on, sideways on my hands and knees. At this point I pushed twice. Susan paged the nurse to have a second set of hands (the back up Midwife had not yet made it to KGH).
It felt like Susan was ether trying to push the baby back in or hold him in place. She swore at the time that she was trying to save my perineum, but later admitted that she was trying to stop him from falling onto the floor.
One more push and he was out!
I had planned to delay cord clamping, but for some reason the cord was clamped and cut after only 30 or so seconds.
I held my boy skin to skin and marvelled at his features. It was funny that I had a much larger baby pictured in my mind. A rolley polley boy.
Anita (my back up Midwife) came in about 10-15 minutes after Zacharey was born. She looked surprised to see a baby in my arms. She had missed the whole thing!
She asked if it was okay for her to get his stats. I handed Zacharey over.
Anita put a cloth diaper on him (one we brought from home), and checked his weight and lenghts. She asked if it was okay to give him the standard treatment. I told her it was okay to give him the Vit K shot but no eye goop. While Anita was doing Zacharey's once over, Susan was tending to me. Thankfully I only tore a little bit (hard to have time for stretching when your child literally shoots out). 6 stitches in total, 3 deep, 3 shallow, all in the same spot. Not bad!
Zacharey John Michael Knox
August 9th 2012
4:09 am
8lbs 10oz
22inches long
13inch head
He was perfect.
We got to go home really soon after. About 3 hours. It was nice being in my own space, eating my own food.
I was very fortunate that my neighbour came over and helped Adam tidy the house. I sat on the couch and stared a my new boy.
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It is so hard to believe that a whole year has passed.
Zacharey has grown so much, learned so many new tricks.
I am listening to him play with his new toy and giggle and squeal with glee.
Although I am sad that this year has gone by so quickly, I am grateful I have been able to experience it. Zacharey is a wonderful boy and a perfect addition to our family. <3
Wednesday, 24 July 2013
11th Month
Next month I no longer have a baby in the house.
Next month I will have a toddler.
I am not ready for Zacharey to turn a year. For most parents this is a happy time, a celebration. For me, it brings sadness. Of course I am happy he is growing and developing, glad that he does new stuff every day. Glad that he is a little ball of personality.
I am sad because I am not ready. I want him to stay little forever.
Zacharey is so funny. He has so much personality!
Although he is not walking yet, he has taken as much as 3 consecutive steps. I think it is more of a confidence thing. He stands alone in the middle of the room like it is no body's business. I will be surprised if he is not fully walking before his first birthday. He has even figured out how to climb stairs and climb on and off the couch (sometimes he still falls though).
He can now say; hi, Dada, Mumum, all done, ball, hat, yayaya and can shake his head to answer yes or no. Zacharey can also sign (ASL) for milk, all done and more.
Although most of the time between his tenth and eleventh month consisted of a major food strike, Zacharey eats a wide variety of foods. He has some major favourites though. His favourites are yogourt and granola (which he uses a spoon for now!), apple, apple sauce, cheerios, carrots, rice, frozen peas, black beans, grated cheese, broccoli, crackers and his starch puffs and sticks (puffs and mum mums).
As for sleep, well, we are working on that.
I am currently reading The No Cry Sleep Solution in hopes that I can get him to sleep longer, better and without frequent night nursing. I am not enjoying co sleeping as much as I once did. It could have something to do with the fact that Zacharey is ALL OVER THE PLACE when he sleeps. Which means I end up getting kicked in the head or my spot gets taken over (and I end up sleeping at the foot of the bed...like a dog). So, we are working on sleeping in our own space and sleeping for longer periods. Perhaps after his first birthday it will all click and he will only wake once.
I still have no idea what he weighs, we will find out just after his 1st birthday. I am starting to get anxious about numbers. Sometimes he feels bigger, looks bigger. Other times he looks so small. We will just have to wait and see.
Next month I will have a toddler.
I am not ready for Zacharey to turn a year. For most parents this is a happy time, a celebration. For me, it brings sadness. Of course I am happy he is growing and developing, glad that he does new stuff every day. Glad that he is a little ball of personality.
I am sad because I am not ready. I want him to stay little forever.
Zacharey is so funny. He has so much personality!
Although he is not walking yet, he has taken as much as 3 consecutive steps. I think it is more of a confidence thing. He stands alone in the middle of the room like it is no body's business. I will be surprised if he is not fully walking before his first birthday. He has even figured out how to climb stairs and climb on and off the couch (sometimes he still falls though).
He can now say; hi, Dada, Mumum, all done, ball, hat, yayaya and can shake his head to answer yes or no. Zacharey can also sign (ASL) for milk, all done and more.
Although most of the time between his tenth and eleventh month consisted of a major food strike, Zacharey eats a wide variety of foods. He has some major favourites though. His favourites are yogourt and granola (which he uses a spoon for now!), apple, apple sauce, cheerios, carrots, rice, frozen peas, black beans, grated cheese, broccoli, crackers and his starch puffs and sticks (puffs and mum mums).
As for sleep, well, we are working on that.
I am currently reading The No Cry Sleep Solution in hopes that I can get him to sleep longer, better and without frequent night nursing. I am not enjoying co sleeping as much as I once did. It could have something to do with the fact that Zacharey is ALL OVER THE PLACE when he sleeps. Which means I end up getting kicked in the head or my spot gets taken over (and I end up sleeping at the foot of the bed...like a dog). So, we are working on sleeping in our own space and sleeping for longer periods. Perhaps after his first birthday it will all click and he will only wake once.
I still have no idea what he weighs, we will find out just after his 1st birthday. I am starting to get anxious about numbers. Sometimes he feels bigger, looks bigger. Other times he looks so small. We will just have to wait and see.
Tuesday, 23 July 2013
Family Pictures
We are very fortunate that we have a photographer in the family. This
same photographer takes our pictures and does not charge us for them.
Double win.
I feel guilty though. Guilty because it has taken 6 years, yes SIX, to have family pictures done.
I feel guilty though. Guilty because it has taken 6 years, yes SIX, to have family pictures done.
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| Zacharey was grabbing Nathaniel's ear hahah |
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| Zacharey was all like, "Oh heyyy" |
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| Bawhahah my face! |
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