Our little Emmett is now over 1 month old! Although "little" may not be the correct choice of words... at his 4 week weight check, mommy's little piggy weighed in at a WHOPPING 10 lbs 9 oz! He gained 33 oz in 23 days. Our pediatrician said he'd normally expect a breastfed baby to have gained 17 to 18 oz in that amount of time. Dr. Esser thinks Emmett is trying to match his weight to his long length. So funny how two kids from the same parents can be so different. Emmett weighed more at 4 weeks than Miri did at 2 months! At any rate, I doubt Emmett is genetically destined to end up as a linebacker, but it's always reassuring as a breastfeeding mom to see your kid growing so well.
On a less fun note, he was also diagnosed with reflux this week. We started seeing the all night grunting, squeaking, stridorous noises almost 2 weeks ago, and then he started becoming inconsolaby fussy ALL.THE.TIME. My best mommy bounce, ninja swaddling skills, and paci-pushing couldn't settle down this poor guy. He just seemed in horrendous pain all the time. It is so hard to see your baby so miserable. It was eerily similar to our experience with Miriam. At any rate, our pediatrician has been proactive with us, and Emmett has now been on Zantac for 3 days. It appears to be working. He is much happier now, except for his "predictable" fussy times of 5-8 AM (ugh, not fun) and 5-8 PM, and it's becoming much easier to soothe him to sleep for naps and over night. The awful nighttime grunting has also been much improved the last 2 nights.
Miriam has been adjusting beautifully to big sisterhood. She absolutely adores Emmett. She's been nothing but loving and gentle to him. We haven't really seen any jealousy or sibling rivalry directed towards Emmett yet, although I am getting the cold shoulder a bit, which I'm guessing is her reaction to me having to spend so much time feeding, soothing, etc with Emmett. Overall though, Miri has totally taken this in stride, and we can't believe how well she's doing with such a huge change. Just more proof about what an awesome kid she is! Poor Emmett has big shoes to fill... good thing he's got big feet, ha ha!
Well this year started off with a big bang...or little bang to be more accurate. Emmett Greyson was born on 1/1 at 1pm. He was 8lbs 7.8oz and 21 inches tall (so I guess big bang could have worked as well). We are just so happy to have the little guy join our family and we are all in love!
Emmett certainly surprised us all coming a few days earlier than expected. Alli was SO SURE she was not going to go any earlier than her scheduled c-section date of 1/4 that she pretty much had me convinced as well. And then came New Years Eve. We attended a wonderful masquerade ball at a downtown hotel, followed by bottles of Dom Perignon at an exclusive club...who am I kidding?? We had fried pickles and mozzarella cheese sticks, and watched half a Netflix movie with plans to go to be well before midnight. Well, between dinner and said Netflix flick, Alli's water broke. Now just a few days earlier, Alli went through a similar situation that proved to be a false alarm, so we weren't exactly running red lights at 90 miles per hour to get to the hospital. In fact, we didn't even walk out the door until probably 9am the next morning. That's right, Alli's water broke so we decided to go to bed and try to get a nice night's sleep. Not exactly like the movies, right? With Allison being in the medical field, she did the quick math and realized that they would not be doing a c-section anytime soon with all those fried pickles in her belly, and since she was not having contractions, it was considered best to rest up for a big day ahead.
The next morning Gammy and Grandpa Rymer came over to watch Miri and we casually drove to the hospital obeying all traffic laws. They did some tests and determined that yes, indeed her water broke and we would have the baby that day. We were low priority compared to one mother having twins and another experiencing heavy contractions...so they stuck us in a room to watch The Hangover...the ENTIRE thing. Including commercials because it was on TBS or something. It was a LONG time. But I guess our New Years morning was probably spent like many others'...laying around watching a dumb movie after a late night. All we needed was some greasy fast food!
Just as The Hangover was ending and the Bowl Games were starting, Alli was sent into the operating room to get prepped, and I was soon called in. I sat next to where Alli laid, held her hand, and then we waited. We were so excited, wondering what we were about to have. It seemed like the longest wait...suspense was killing us. And then they said, "It's...a..." (it really was drawn out like this). "BOY!"
We could not have been happier. There were tears of happiness shed (...I may, or may not have, shed a couple of those...ahem...umm...back to the story.) I was back and forth between our baby boy and Allison, taking pictures, sharing pictures with Alli, looking at the baby, telling Alli what he was doing, and then finally holding the baby and bringing him over to see his very happy Mommy.
Later that day Gammy and Grandpa brought Miri to the hospital to meet her little brother. They said that all through the hallways on her way up, she kept telling everyone she was a big sister now and that she was going to see her little brother, Emmett. What a proud big sis! Upon meeting him, she wanted nothing more than to shower "her baby" with hugs and kisses!
What an amazing day, and what an amazing (but tiring) almost 2 weeks we've had since then! I'll leave you with a few more pictures from the day we welcomed our Baby New Year, Emmett Greyson, to the world!
It was a WHITE CHRISTMAS! Miri loved playing outside with Daddy on Xmas Eve Day.
We got to meet our brand new niece/ cousin! Charlotte Sue Murphy Rymer was born 12/20 at 12:28 AM at 20 inches long and 6 lbs 12 oz. Adam, Rochelle, and big sis Kaden were troopers in that they decided to make the long drive from Minnesota to Wisconsin for Xmas when baby Charlotte was only 4 days old! They are real troopers! But we were so glad that they did, because we were all very excited to meet this little blessing. She is so beautiful and a very good baby. We are very happy for the Rymer family, and Jason and I are super excited to have yet another new niece. Miriam was EXTREMELY interested in and affectionate with Charlotte. She loved holding her and gave her lots of soft gentle kisses and touches and told me numerous times how much she loves "Baby Charlotte." It definitely makes me hopeful that she will take to her new baby brother or sister with so much love and affection! Here are some pictures of us Bashaws with Charlotte.
Miriam did agree to sharing cookies and milk with Santa (and carrots for the reindeer):
Santa Claus came! As requested, he left Miri's gifts out on the back deck though, and Mommy and Daddy brought them in and arranged them under the tree for him. Miriam really did not like the idea of Santa coming in her house while she was asleep and was emphatic about this. :) He wrapped her wrappable gifts in beautiful pink and purple paper, also as requested numerous times by Miri. This year, her big gift from Santa was a play kitchen, complete with dishes and play food. Boy, Santa picked the right present for this girl! She has been having sooooo much fun with it, and I can easily see this being a favorite for years to come as her play skills and imagination continue to develop. This little girl must have been good this year because she was definitely spoiled with gifts, not just from Santa, but also from the rest of her family and relatives! She is in love with so many new toys and books and has a bevy of cute new outfits to show off!
I had to make sure to include this paper so that you can all see the awesome Justin Bieber wrapping paper that the Thompson family wrapped gifts in! Ha ha ha!
As soon as Miri had opened all her presents at our house, we headed off to Gammy and Grandpa's house. We had a lovely breakfast and more gifts with Adam, Rochelle, Kaden, and Charlotte before they had to leave for their next Christmas destination. Then Miri got to play all day with her grandparents and great-aunt Mary, and we enjoyed a delicious dinner with them as well. It was truly a very beautiful and magical Christmas.
The funniest stocking stuffer ever, an adult bib that my Dad received a few years back, made a reappearance at Xmas dinner, when Miriam decided Grandpa should be wearing a bib too. Grandpa is an amazingly good sport! :)
Now Christmas is over and a very quiet New Year's Eve is upon us. No parties or champagne this year! Our Gummi Bear is slated to arrive Friday Jan 4, unless he or she decides to make an appearance before then. Unless something happens dramatically and quickly in the next 7+ hours, it doesn't look like we'll get another tax break for 2012 (to J's dismay)... but that just means there's even more to look forward to in 2013. Next blog post should be a happy announcement of our new son or daughter!
We are in full swing of the holiday season here in the Bashaw household! It started with a very lovely Thanksgiving weekend. We spent Thanksgiving in Cedarburg, enjoying brunch with Gammy, Grandpa, and Aunt Mary, and then Adam, Rochelle, and Kaden came into town and joined all of us for Thanksgiving dinner. As usual, everything was very yummy, and it was so wonderful to be together. The table is getting mighty full... and next year, there will be 2 more highchairs pulled up to it! We are all very excited and thankful for the soon-to-be arrivals of Baby Girl Rymer and Baby ??? Bashaw! I think Miri's favorite Thanksgiving food this year may have been her mommy's cranberry sauce. She also loved turkey and pumpkin pie. The highlight of Black Friday was not shopping but instead a "pizza party" with the Rymer family crew. On Saturday, we had the Kaisers, Crenshaws, and Jennifer over to watch Badgers football. As usual, it was a lot of fun to be together with some of our closest friends. And... they surprised me with a baby "sprinkle" to celebrate Gummi Bear! I am so lucky to have such amazing friends. They surprised me with a cake and flowers and gifts. I was so incredibly touched by this gesture and *may* have shed a tear or two when Erin showed up with the cake and announced their intentions! Here's a few pics.
yummy cake!
the Kaiser family (how gorgeous and grown-up is Maddie looking these days???) and Jen
Me and Miri chilling with the Crenshaws
Then that Sunday, we had a quiet family day at home and put up our Christmas tree in our pjs while listening to Christmas music. Miri was a very big helper with the lights and ornaments. :)
We started not one but TWO fun holiday traditions on Dec. 1st. First of all, we met our newest family member... no, not Gummi Bear! It's Tuppin, our Elf on the Shelf. Miri named Tuppin all by herself, and Jason and I think she did a great job. He just looks like a Tuppin, doesn't he?
Miri has definitely gotten the hang of looking for him each morning to see where he's hiding after returning from his daily visit to Santa each night. She has only needed clues from Mommy or Daddy a few times to be able to find him. Also on Dec. 1st, we started our family Advent calendar... which Miri calls her "numbers house." This girl is getting so good at her numbers! We started out by giving her a piece of paper with the day's number on it and having her match it to the corresponding door on the calendar. But after 2 or 3 days, we quickly realized she didn't really need it for #1-10! It's amazing how much this girl knows. I was shocked to realize that she is pretty darn reliable with recognizing AND naming the numerals for 1-10, and even more so when I realized earlier this week that she can recognize and name at least half the letters of the alphabet consistently. She has also learned the days of the week at school and can recite them in order! This in addition to knowing her colors well since the end of October, being able to count to ten since early November, and also actually understanding the CONCEPT of counting and being able to fairly reliably count objects/ pictures for several weeks now. Such a smarty! Jason and I are continually impressed by her knowledge and aptitude for learning. She is also mastering the game of Memory, both with an app on my phone and using her flashcards. At any rate, I've way digressed.... what I really intended here was to let y'all know that she enjoys opening her Advent calendar each night and seeing what surprise is inside. Of course, little miss sweet tooth loves the Hershey kisses, fruit snacks, and M&Ms, but she's also been loving the Christmas stickers and jingle bell necklace she's found on various days.
On the eve of Dec. 5th, St. Nicholas came to our house, and he left Miriam a pair of Christmas jammies (which you can see in the Chanukah picture below, LOL) and a wonderful Christmas book called Room for a Little One by Martin Waddell. St. Nick (or just "Nick" as Miri calls him) also really surprised Miri by leaving her a stuffed reindeer at Gammy and Grandpa's house, which she has named Comet (Daddy helped with that name) and is napping with at this very moment. :)
Finally, Chanukah began last Saturday night. Miri enjoys watching/ helping Daddy light the candles on the menorah every night, listens attentively to the prayer (no, Miss Smarty Pants has NOT mastered Hebrew yet, ha ha!), and has received a gift most nights. We will have our annual Chanukah meal of latkes and matzo ball soup this Friday night (and this year, I'm all set with a game plan to attack the latke odor immediately so as to not have our house smell like fried goodness for several days. So if anyone is looking to buy stock, you might want to do a quick buy and sell of Heinz stock, because I will be armed with LOTS of distilled white vinegar!) Happy Chanukah!
So I think it's obvious that we are really enjoying the holiday season this year. It has always been a very beloved time for me, but boy... nothing makes it more fun than being a parent! Especially as Miri is starting to really understand some of the concepts and enjoy the traditions. Although... she remains afraid of Santa. Don't get me wrong... she definitely understand, likes, and talks frequently about the fact that he is going to leave her "pink and purple presents" (Santa may have to sit on his Christmas wrapping paper this year!), but she does NOT like the idea of him coming down our chimney, into our house, or anywhere near her! She likes to look at him from Daddy's or Mommy's arms a safe 6-8 feet away, but I think if we were to attempt a Santa picture this year, it would of the screaming, petrified toddler variety (so I think we may skip it yet again this year.... I just can't seem to put her through it). She also doesn't like the idea of leaving cookies for him... when I say we are going to give cookies to Santa, she emphatically tells me "NO! Cookies for MIRIAM!" Yep... she's her mommy's daughter! :)
So, I bet you're wondering why I am showing you a picture of the African weaver bird. Well, it's not to let you know that we're going on an African safari next year (but doesn't that sound fun?). It's also not because a rogue African weaver bird ended up in our backyard (but how cool would that be?) Nope. That little guy is pictured here because he is a metaphor for my wonderful husband Jason. Did you know that in almost all of the world's bird species, it is the female who makes nests? Oh sure, the birdy men sometimes help out by collecting twigs or hay or whatnot to help their mate out but that's as far as it goes. But the African weaver bird is one of very few species where the male actually constructs the nest himself. Well, evidently Jason is an African weaver bird. My pregnant self has become lazy. Actually, that's not true. In all honesty, my pregnant self is TIRED, CURRENTLY SICK, and, even more so, my pregnant self is mentally OVERWHELMED and DAUNTED at the challenges of Elf on the Shelf, St. Nick's Eve, Chanukah, Christmas, and of course preparing for the little human who will be joining our family in 6 weeks (or less). It just seems like soooo much to do, in relatively little time, that I can't bring myself to start any preparations, even though I want to/ need to. Fortunately, I have an African weaver bird as a husband. Let's examine the evidence.
First of all, Jason has listened to me complain about the ugly ugly dated floral draperies in our living room since the day we moved on. But I didn't take them down because (a) window treatments are expensive, and we've had other stuff to spend money on around the house that took precedence for a long while and (b) I thought blank windows would make our home look like a college apartment. I figured "homey but homely" was better than "spartan and collegiate." But then my BFF Brooke, who is also super talented and loves home decor and design, convinced me a few weeks ago via a phone chat that I should just take them down and that the spartan look is better than dusty 1992 floral fabric. So in a fit of passion, I made Jason tear one down while I was still on the phone with Brooke. And I gushed to Brooke that it did indeed look so much better, and why on earth hadn't she insisted on this last August when we first took residence? For a few days, I was happier. Then, the nakedness started to really get to me. So Jason and I decided that we must start looking for some budget-friendly curtains. Of course, Mr. Weaver Bird jumped all over this and started emailing me links from Target and World Market and Ikea and etc etc that were all within our budget. This is how Jason works... he takes an idea and runs with it. I, on the other hand, often get overwhelmed and ignore his many emails for awhile. Eventually, though, Jason actually dragged me out to the shops, and we ended up picking up some from Target that we thought might work. He draped them temporarily from the naked curtain brackets in our living room, and I avoided making a decision on them for over a week because my limited artistic vision couldn't see past the way they were inelegantly slung over the cheapie little metal bracket to envision how they might be hanging on actual cute curtain rods. Mr. Weaver Bird was ready to peck my eyes out... he just wanted to build his nest, gosh darn it! Make a decision, lady! So finally, at least partially over the desire to just not be nagged anymore, I decided that yes, I do like these drapes. And bingo, a few hours later, they were artfully hung. And I am soooooo happy with them! My house feels like a grown-up's home again, but now it feels like MY home and not the original owners'. (With truly no offense meant to the previous owners, who did take loving care of this home for the 21 years they lived here).
The "before"... see ugly floral valances to the right of Jason
The "after"... much better, right?
After this, my bird man started squawking at me about the need to pick nursery furniture. We've been casually looking at some cribs and dressers for a few months now, but I haven't felt a real need to make a decision. After all, Gummi Bear will sleep in our room in our co-sleeper bassinet that sidecars to our bed for at least 8 weeks or so, during which time we will paint and decorate the baby's room (Okay, who am I kidding? I will probably not be painting or doing other manual labor, other than being the sole food source for another human being, which, trust me, is a big enough job, thank you very much, in addition to continuing to care for a 2 year old and make sure I occasionally feed myself and get a wee bit of sleep). I really didn't feel the need to make a decision on furniture yet. To buy myself some time, I told Jason he needed to relocate his home office out of Gummi's room and down to the bowels of the basement before I would worry about furniture. Now, our basement has been in a state of disarray since early September, when Jason first began the ardous process of priming and painting wood paneling. So I thought he couldn't get down there on the drop of a hat. Well, evidently my birdman's nesting instinct takes precedence over all else because he put together his new desk and moved himself right on down to our now-homier, less-woody basement!
The "before"... this is the previous owners' stuff- pic was taken right before we put in our offer
The "after"... wood paneling has been painted a light, calming blue and home office situated in a corner
So I had to acquiesce, and we finally decided on and purchased a crib for Gummi Bear. Which of course I thought it made more sense to just leave in the box (again, the room will need to be painted before the baby ever sleeps in the crib in his/her room). But nope... guess what little project the Weaver Bird accomplished on Monday night? Here is photographic evidence of his hard work, as well as a video we took of Miri's reaction to seeing a crib (with a sleep sheep just like hers) in Gummi's room.
Then today, I come home from work to see that my weaver bird evidently was listening when I nonchalantly (no veiled hints, I swear) mentioned that we'll need to wash the carseat cover, vibrating baby chair cover, and swing cover at some point soon. Those items have now been magically moved up from the basement to the baby's room, sans covers, and I hear the washing machine going as I write this! AND... my industrious little birdie also pulled out our bin of Miri's outgrown baby clothes and the boxes of infant clothes from Robin and has started to pull out the gender neutral pieces that would ideally be washed and ready prior to baby's arrival.
I bet every pregnant woman wishes she was married to an African Weaver Bird. This Thanksgiving, I am especially grateful to be married to Jason. I don't know what I'd do without him (now and always).
Happy Thanksgiving y'all! I'll try to do a Thanksgiving recap soon!
