The "fits"

I was just thinking about my littlest man, Dylan, and I couldn't not post about this trait of his that is making me laugh inside my head. I think we are in for some TERRIBLE toddler years ahead, as far as fit throwing goes. This little man, has for about 2 months now, thrown little "fits" when he gets mad. For the most part, Dylan is about as easy going as they get, he lets Tanner steal the toys he's playing with, he falls down and doesn't cry, overall a happy baby. When something makes him mad he clenches both fists and puts his arms in "l" shapes sticking out from his body and shakes in rage and makes an upside down smile with his mouth while grunting. Close your eyes, try to follow...I try not to laugh, but it is so funny. I think we knew we were in trouble when a few minutes after he was born he was crying and the nurse said, "that baby has a temper on him"....uh-oh.....on the other hand, I could not love a child more than I love that little man, his fit-throwing and all.

Reasons I love being a Mom....

Funny thing about this post is that you can tell it's Mother's Day because that's the only day I have enough time to do a blog....haha.

-No matter how bad your day it, one of my children can ALWAYS make me smile and laugh, and bring perspective to the important things in life.

-On that note, no matter how good your day is, it is only one blow out diaper, spit up, or temper tantrum away from changing, but then look back up at the previous note.

-I love learning FROM my children.

-I love being challenged and constantly trying to figure out what is best for THEM.

-I love the endless love and hugs and kisses from them.

-I love the way they look at me taking in everything I say.

-I love watching them develop and grow and change and become their OWN little selves.

-I love doing fun kid activities, like going to the park, going to the zoo, etc.

-I love the bond you have with other Mom's.

-I love buying things for my children.

-I could go on and on, being a Mom is the best thing that has ever happened to me and I am so blessed to have my 2 healthy, happy boys. God has granted me one of the best gifts. I pray for continued strength for the hard days, many smiles for the good days, and health for us all.

Too Long...

I am sorry for taking 6 months to post. Everytime I sit down and think about it, a child needs my attention, or I have something else that is more important, or I am so exhausted I can't keep my eyes open.

Re-cap of the last 6 months...which I am sure I am leaving things out.

Start with our family, we finally finished our basement...which has made such a huge difference this winter. It's so nice to be able to go down there and then shut the door when we are done, plus it feels very homey down there. Andy hasn't really had to travel for work much, which has been nice to have him home. I cut down my hours at work, and now work 2 days a week. I took a photography class, and am trying to work on taking better pictures. We made our first trip to Iowa to visit family, and the trip went so great both ways. My brother is getting married! My sister moved to Dallas! Andy's brother started his first "real" job!

Okay, the part you are waiting for....the boys.

My baby, Dylan. He is 7 months...I know, can you believe it? He is such a joy. He loves his big brother so much, and anything that he does he is watching and smiling and laughing. He is a chunker (aka chubby), he is only in the 10% for weight, but he has rolls, and I love those rolls. He is a grunter, and grunts laughs...it is the funniest sound. He says, "dadada". He can wave bye-bye. He does this cute thing when I hold my head to the side and look at him and he does it back to me. He is CRAWLING...I am so in trouble...he loves his babyfood (bananas are his favorite), and is still nursing like a champ. It was hard to believe that my heart could hold more love than it did for Tanner, but my heart is fuller than ever, and Dylan has filled it.

My big-boy, Tanner. He is 2 1/2 and one minute he is making me laugh and the next minute he makes me want to pull my hair out...typical toddler huh? I mean the things that he says I have to write down because I don't want to forget. He is a stinker, he knows when he does something wrong and is the most lovey boy ever, he will say, "I'm sorry Mom"..and come and hug and kiss me. He potty trained himself basically in December, and we still reward with M&M's and high-fives all around. He is obsessed with sports, especially golf. He definately went outside in the snow in his snowboots and coat and gloves and hat and hit orange golf balls from the driveway into the snow! He loves his friends at school, and loves to tell us all about them when he gets home. He is the sweetest, loveable, ball-of-fire little boy I could have ever dreamed for.

Hope this post helps you sleep at night now that you know what is going on in our little world...haha. Hopefully the next one won't be another 6 months!

It's a boy!

Surprise....a child was born! A beautiful baby boy, we named Dylan Scott! He weighed 8 lbs 1 oz and is perfect. We are so blessed. The delivery went well, I recovered quicker than I did the first time, and Dylan is doing great. He sleeps 2-4 hours at a time and is breastfeeding like a champ. He is his own little person, he is easy going, but when he gets mad...boy does he get mad. Tanner is in love with him, and continues to call him his little sister. He loves to hold him (for 2.5seconds) and give him kisses on his head. We are adjusting here at our household. 2 children is quite different than 1, especially when the oldest is a crazy busy toddler!

Besides that, Tanner turned 2 years old. His birthday was so much fun. He loved his balloons, cake, and presents. It was so fun to see him enjoy it all so much. He got what he asked for, which was a bike! He's loving golf more than ever, and is actually getting pretty good at it. I will put up a video. He talks like a little kid now, and loves books, Curious George, coloring, and any ball he can find.

If all of this wasn't enough, my sister just moved to Dallas! We are going to miss her so much, but are so excited for her new adventures! My brother just got engaged! He is going to marry a beautiful, fun, smart, and nice girl named, Kali next June. We couldn't be more happy for the two of them. My Dad tore some tendons in his knee and will be having surgery in a few weeks....whew.

Hopefully that is all the news for awhile....I will keep the pictures of our new family coming, along with all of our crazy stories....God has blessed us again.

Tanner will do anything and everything....that he sees his Daddy doing. It's so crazy how he will mimic anything an older boy does...especially his special Daddy. These days he is talking more than ever, getting even more of a mind of his own, attempting to pee on the potty by himself (he did it once...we celebrated), and getting ready to be the best big brother ever!

He helped me open my presents on my birthday....and loves story time with Grandma.

I have to admit it makes me sad that these one on one moments with Tanner will be coming to an end soon, now that we are within a month of new baby being born. I just need to try to make Tanner and Mommy time even though there will be a new baby. It's hard to think that Tanner won't even remember these last 2 years of being an "only child". I think he will be a "helpful" big brother, and love his little sibling, and be very protective. It is scary to add another addition to our family, yet exciting all at the same time. I feel a lot of the same feelings that I felt right before I had Tanner, but I feel more prepared the second time around. I know maternity leave doesn't equal 3 months of vacation!

Today we played outside this morning and Tanner jumped in his baby pool with all his clothes on! I figured, what the heck...so he played for a couple of hours in the water in his clothes!

God bless....

Wow

Do you think that a baby can poke through your stomach? Obviously not, but it sure can feel like it. This child inside of me is like nothing I have ever felt, even with Tanner. This child never stops moving. In the middle of the night when I roll over, crazy moving. In the morning when I get up, crazy moving. All throughout the day, flips and flops and kicks and punches and who knows what else. I mean sometimes I can almost guess which piece of the body it is that is sticking out of my stomach. I really feel like it could just poke through. It is the craziest thing ever. Just thought I would share.

The countdown is on.....

So it is hitting me more daily that in 2 months....yes actually 2 months and 2 days that we will be welcoming a new baby into this world. This thought makes me thrilled for multiple reasons. Tanner is going to be such a loving, protective, and great big brother. I am done being pregnant at this point. I cannot wait to meet this new little being. This thought also makes me want to puke for several reasons. I am scared, I admit, I want to be the best Mom I can...can I do that with 2 babies? Our finishing the basement project is nowhere near completion. The new baby room is full of all the baby supplies we have for all different age groups (swings, bouncers, jumpers, exersaucers, etc) along with our desk full of stuff and a closet full of stuff. I am easy going, but this is ridiculous and making me a nervous wreck. I am nervous for another c-section. I asked Andy the other night, I can't decide if it is better that I know what to expect or worse because I remember how bad it hurt. I guess either way it doesn't matter, 2 months and counting, here we go, ready or not.

Tanner is talking more daily. I wish I could remember all that he says to write down here. He talks in lots of little sentences, for instance, "daddy at work", "where mommy go". He finally says "yes" but it sounds like "yesh". He loves the boys across the street, and when he is up in his room with the window open he yells at them, "hi guys". It is adorable. He says, "love you" FINALLY! He knows most family members by name, but will only call them that when he feels like it. We are still working on Grandma K, he just can't say Grandma! He definately knows when he does something that is wrong, and most of the time will say, "sorry" or "hug". He is just becoming more of a little boy everyday. I got him a little potty, and he loves to sit on it. He has pretty frequently said, "Pooped" and actually had just went....so that's great. I am not holding my breath or pushing anything though. My first born is growing up, and like I say at every stage so far...this is the best.

Pregnancy wise I am inching toward that 8 month mark. I'm having lots of contractions, but I had that with Tanner also. Lots of uncomfortable sitting, standing, and sleeping. I think my every expanding belly has finally leveled off and I'm looking more how I did when I was pregnant with Tanner. This belly just grew way faster than the first time. It's sure getting hard to tote around a 22 month old on your hip (your sort of hip that you really don't have anymore). Getting Tanner in his crib is a everyday challenge....oh the joys. This baby will not stop moving though, all the time, night or day. I should add that to the list of things that scare me...hope that doesn't reflect on activity level of the child!

Til next time when I have some pictures to share and have some time to share them! haha