Friday, January 2, 2015

Full Term in 2015!

It's official. Thirty-seven weeks pregnant.


I may be smiling in the picture, but I am definitely reaching the impatient stage of pregnancy.  The beached whale, varying state of discomfort, nesting like a mad-woman part. Thankfully David is tolerating my crazy as best as can be expected, and these past couple weeks of holidays have been such a blessing. Having the long weekends with David home has not only been a huge help, but it has been so amazing to have these last couple long weekends as a family of three before everything changes.

With the new year comes time for reflection and time to plan for the year ahead.  In years past, I have tackled everything from small goals to full-on resolutions.  This year, I'm falling somewhere in the middle, with a couple simple goals and one big project.

As for the goals, my main objective for 2015 is survival.  Life is about to change big time, and I have no intention of being overly ambitious.  When Colin was born, and I transitioned into the role of stay-at-home mom, I was pretty hard on myself, convinced I could do it all. After joking throughout my first pregnancy that stay-at-home-parenthood was the equivalent of retirement, I ate my words.  It was HARD, and I am sure that going from one to two kids will more than double the work.  This time around, I am more mentally prepared for the insanity that lies ahead.  And so my hope this year is to be conscientious of the hormonal minefield that lies ahead, be kind to myself and do my best to practice enough self-care to keep me functional and sane through the calendar year.

And the project!

This year, my goal is to take a photograph every day.  Both to improve my actual photography skills and to be more mindful of the beauty in the everyday chaos of life with little ones.  Rather than constantly updating this Friedbaby blog, I started a separate site where I'll be updating once or twice a week:  Rachel Clicks 365

And with that, I wish you all a very sweet and happy new year, and a bit of cuteness to brighten your day.  These photos are from my parent's visit over Christmas.  We had a ton of fun with them here, and can't wait for their return (mostly because it means this BABY will be here!).



The boo lip.  Clearly he takes after his mama.






Saturday, December 27, 2014

$#!%s About to Get Real (Again) - a post from David

Since Colin was born, the last 2.5 years have been a whirlwind.  He is AWESOME…he is so much fun, has the energy of Taz, the Tasmanian devil (who used to be my favorite cartoon character, and yes, for those who knew me in high school, I did have a Taz earring at one point). I know I’m certainly not the first one to say this, but the love a parent feels for their child can’t be explained unless you’re a parent…and man do I LOVE that little guy, and we are uber-close.

For those of you who have followed this blog for a while, you may remember my last post (http://www.friedbabyadventures.com/2012/03/is-about-to-get-real-post-from-david.html), and my realization that $#!% is about to get real…well, I did it again (pun intended…side note – I think I’m funny).

Similar to last time, it’s not as if I didn't “know” we were having a 2nd baby and all that comes with that (more diapers, more days on end of no sleep, more crying, etc.).  It’s just that between Colin, work and football season, it really didn't hit me that we were coming up on the due date in less than a month!  Then two things happened: 1) a few nights ago Rachel had a little bit of a false alarm (editor's note: I'm fine.  And definitely not in labor) and 2) on Tuesday, I was talking to a co-worker who asked how far until the due date, I looked at my calendar and said “HOLY $#!%, it’s one month from today” (not sure if the first part was just in my head or I actually said that out loud).

With things about to get real again, I think I’m much less concerned than I was last time – the idea of changing diapers doesn't scare me nearly as much as it used to, the idea of facing sleepless nights doesn't seem nearly as worrisome (in fact, I’m kind of looking forward to those 3 am nights when the baby won’t sleep, and I have to bring him to the front couch so I can sleep on the couch with him asleep on my chest) and most importantly, the question of what types of parents Rachel and I will be has already been answered (the best kind, duh J).  

In all seriousness, I know it’s going to be exhausting and I’m sure there will be times that we are losing our minds, but honestly, I’m just EXCITED!  I can’t wait for Colin to have a baby brother – he is such a sweet boy and loves to “help” that I’m sure he’ll be great; and I can’t wait to have another son – I’m not sure how I could double the amount of love I already have in my heart for Colin, but from everyone I've talked to with multiple kids, it doesn't seem to be a problem.  I’m sure this child will be different from his brother, but I have no doubt that he and I will be just as close and I’ll love him just as much.

Happy New Year everyone!

Thursday, December 18, 2014

Happy Holiday Fun and 35 weeks

It's the holiday season over here at the Friedbaby household.  After nine holiday seasons of me requesting that David take me to see Zoolights, we finally made it!  The tricky part of Zoolights with a toddler is...everything.  The crazy crowds, the limited parking nearby, the hour - creeping really close to dinner and bedtime, and did I mention the crowds?  Colin wanted to run and chase, and it seemed like everyone in the city was in his way.  He didn't care one bit, but it made keeping track of him quite the challenge (clearly that is a daddy job, since I am waddling pretty darn slowly these days.  I stayed on stroller/stuff duty).  Also, Colin wanted to hug all the lit-up animal displays, which is tricky since touching the lights themselves is frowned upon.  Still, we managed to get some really cute pictures.


 

This year is the first Hanukkah that Colin is truly understanding.  He has been reading Hanukkah books all month, and they are learning all about it at preschool.  So when the first night came, he was very excited to play dreidel (especially since I found SPORTS dreidels at Target - toddler mind blown) and light the menorah (even if he tries to blow out the candles...still working on this...).  And he has been requesting chocolate gelt quite a bit since he tried his first one.

Colin still seems genuinely surprised by the idea of presents, and isn't super materialistic when it comes to "wanting" and "needing" them, so it's all-the-more exciting to watch his face light up with the excitement of gifts. We got a $20 coffee table and converted it into a train table, which I am hoping will keep him occupied during the long winter months with a newborn in the house.


And finally, I am one day shy of 35 weeks pregnant.  To say that I'm feeling large and in charge is an understatement.  I am huge and uncomfortable and feeling like starting a countdown to my due date, even though I know that there is quite the chance of being late again, and I learned my lesson last time.  Sometime before February 6th, this baby has to come out, so I'm exercising my patience skills. This baby is having a grand old time learning how to bounce around and stretch in utero, so my stomach is in all states of weird these days - you can feel (and often see) little hands and feet and tush bulging out on all sides.  Happily though, the midwife double checked and his head is just where it is supposed to be - down - so hopefully we'll see it in person sometime soon.


How I'm really feeling most of the time
 


And finally, another Friedbaby note regarding a big milestone.  Colin is officially potty trained (or at least training - I think this is a process, more than a completed accomplishment).  We brought out the big guns over Thanksgiving weekend (mini-marshmallows and chocolate chippies), and Colin has really impressed us with how awesome he is doing in big-boy underwear.  He is happily going #1 and #2, and will even hop on the potty in public or at other people's homes.  No accidents at preschool yet, and only one every few days otherwise with us.  I feel like he is just less and less our little baby, and more and more a big kid.  I'm embracing his little speech quirks ("mines" and "brefkast") that remind me that he is still a learning little dude, because before I blink, I feel like he won't need me so much anymore.

Cutest tush ever in his big boy Spiderman underpants!


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