Our New Family – 8 Weeks Have Flown By!

8weeksflownby2So when we were last here, I was on the verge of my induction and giving birth to Baby #3. That was a little over 8 weeks ago. Well, if you follow my on my Facebook page or Instagram (and if you don’t, WHY NOT? Go ahead and follow me here and here), our little lady arrived on the evening of September 16th, and Cassandra Emily made our little family of four, a family of five. We have been smitten since she drew her first breath!

So how are things going? Surprisingly (to me), quite well.  She’s a little over 8 weeks old now and she has just fit right in to our family life pretty easily. We are really blessed that she is such an easy going baby. REALLY blessed. Give her some mommy milk, keep her in a clean diaper, and she is a happy and quiet girl.

We have good days and bad days, but I am not feeling as stressed and overwhelmed as I thought I’d be. Going from 2 to 3 has taken some juggling, but I am managing pretty well. (Wine after bedtime helps on the bad days)  I have to get creative with entertaining the boys while frequently nursing their sister, but we find a way. Speaking of the boys, they are completely in love with little Cassie as well. It totally melts my heart.

So I’m back to the blog with lots of  new posts brewing. The newborn fog is finally wearing off. DVDs, Netflix, and Disney Jr have bought me some time and entertainment for the boys.  Breastfeeding is going is going amazingly this time. And I swear by babywearing. Life is good, and I’m working on enjoying the present as much as possible.

Lobsters – A Life Lesson For My 4 Year Old

lobster_lessonsI am learning that four year olds are inquisitive, and you can never quite predict what is going to come out of their mouths and when.  My 4 year old is in the normal phase of asking question after question on how things work, where things come from, and why things are they way they are. He is just trying to understand how his world works. To me, it gives me a fascinating insight to how his little brain works and to see the world from his eyes.

This week I was reminded of all that when I took the kids on routine trip to the grocery store. Without fail, when we walk near the fish counter, Joey must pay a visit to the big lobster tank to say hi to all the lobsters. He just loves to stare that them and watch them crawl around each other. Some days it is hard to pull him away, and this day was no exception. But soon I was able to drag him away so we could complete our shopping. Then he starts asking me questions about the lobsters’ eyes, and where their mouths are and what they eat. Since I am not really an expert on lobster anatomy and such, so I usually tell him my best guess and recommend that we look it up when we get home.

Then Joey asks, “Mommy, what do people DO with the lobsters?”

“Well honey, they take them home and cook and eat them,” hoping that would be the end of it.

“Cook and eat them? Why do they do that?” he asks.

“Because lobster is delicious,” I answer him, part of me wondering what the heck he thought they were for… decorations?

“Well how do people cook them, put them on a fire?” he then asks.

GULP… Oh boy. Now I know how lobsters are cooked, and really I never gave the way they meet their demise before they make it to my plate much of a thought. But how does throwing something into a super hot pot of water to boil alive sound to a 4 year old?  In my mind, I’m trying to find a way to gently tell him about the (torturous?) way lobsters come to their end and decide that the truth is probably the best way.

“They way lobsters are cooked is that they get put in a super hot pot of boiling water for a few minutes and when they turn bright red, they are done cooking and ready to eat.”

“Well mommy, when people try to eat them, won’t their claws pinch their mouths?”

“Um… no honey, after you cook a lobster, they are no longer alive so their claws no longer work,” I told him.

I look at him waiting for the next question… “Oh, okay,” he says. Then seemingly drops the conversation. That was enough for his 4 year old brain at that moment.

Oh boy. Lessons on life and death and where the things we eat really come from. All that can come up in one little conversation about lobsters.

The whole thing made me laugh a little an I knew that he would probably bring it back up again (he did). When I thought more about it, it made sense that usually the food we take home and eat (specifically meat or most seafood) is not alive and walking (or swimming) around. It has already been taken care of and packaged for us to take home to cook. So when he brought up the cooking of lobsters again later, we made comparisons to the chicken or beef that we eat that were once walking around on a farm before it made it to our store and to our table. And really for a 4 year old, we don’t need to go into much more detail on the in between for HOW they got there. It’s interesting to see his wheels turning while he processes how it all works.

So will he actually try lobster? Are you kidding me? This is my picky eater we are talking about. Though we told him how yummy we think lobster  is (not that we go on eating lobster all the time), he is not so convinced.

Next life lesson that has come up in the last 24 hours… How is the baby is going to come out of mommy’s belly? Since I did not quite know the appropriate 4 year old answer at the moment, I told him that we would talk about it later.  So I better figure it out before he asks again (and he will very soon).

Nearing the End of Pregnancy Already? Eeek!

32-Weeks-babe3It’s a little hard to believe that I am 32 weeks pregnant already and will have this new baby in my arms in less than 2 months. Since this is most certainly going to be my last pregnancy ever, so I am trying to savor and remember those little baby kicks from the inside, the endless little hiccups, and the jabs at the bladder. It’s lovely, it’s tender, but I’m glad we are almost over. In fact, I think I was “over it” starting a few weeks ago (though not ready for this baby to be here quite yet).

Last time I talked here about pregnancy, I was whining about what seemed like the never ending woes of first trimester. I was not feeling the “pregnancy is awesome” thing like I did with my first son (my 2nd was not as pleasant, but better than this 3rd time around by comparison). It sucked. I whined about it here (and at home). Then I got to the 2nd trimester turning point and was feeling much better. I started getting back into that “pregnancy is awesome” groove and I was feeling pretty great. Though I never did get that energy back that you are supposed to get since I’ve pretty much remained exhausted much of the time (despite son #2 FINALLY starting to sleep through the whole night). But other than that, feeling good, and baby has been doing great.

It was only a few weeks ago when someone was asking me how I was doing/feeling, and I replied that I was “Feeling great! I don’t seem to have all those aches and pains and woes that I remember from the last time…” Then maybe a week later, boom. The typical third trimester woes started kicking in. Sciatica and back pain? Check. Hip pain? Check. Impossible to get comfortable in bed and so the inevitable insomnia? Check. Choking on my stomach acid in the middle of the night? Check. Impossibly hot all the time? Check. Yay pregnancy! Yay me! Are we done yet? I’m sure the couple heat waves we have had back to back this summer haven’t helped.

So that is where I am at. I am very fortunate in that baby has been looking healthy, looking great. Despite the Gestational Diabetes and my super intense cravings for sweets and all things sugary (to which I occasionally give in), baby is measuring on track and does not appear to be giant sized (yet). Now the important thing we need to do is decide on a name. The conversation comes up occasionally with an “oh yeah, we better decide on a name…” and then we don’t get much farther than that. Don’t worry, this poor baby will not be nameless. We eventually will come up with one we both agree on. (Yes we know the gender. No I’m not sharing it here. But ask me privately and I’ll tell you)

For now, just counting down the weeks and days until I am no longer pregnant. Looking forward to September.


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He’s One Year Old!

The year passed by in the blink of an eye. Seems like his birth was just yesterday. Now he is one year old and amazing us with his abilities every day.

My baby is now officially a toddler.

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Happy Birthday Little Man! We love you so much!

So, This is Happening…

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Surprise!  There’s a baby in there!

As the above picture shows, a pleasant surprise and new blessing is on the way in our household. In late September, will are expecting our third (and last) baby. This ultrasound was from last week, where we saw our tiny little bean with the heart beating away. So things are looking good so far.

We told our families on valentines (go on below to see the video), and of course we told the boys. Well, Nathan is obviously not old enough to understand, so we told Joey. Joey’s reaction at first was a little upset, and he asked “Well, what about Natey?!?” As if we were going to replace him. Once we reassured him that Nathan was not going anywhere, he started taking to the idea. So Joey is excited about his new little brother or little sister on the way. I ask him which he prefers, and it changes daily. Sometimes sister, sometimes another brother.

So yep. This is happening. Baby #3 is on its way.

We Went to Disney – I Made a Photobook

We went to Disney last month and I decided to make a photo book to commemorate the trip. I love using Shutterfly for photo books. They make it so easy and everyone loves how they turn out. Here is my Disney book that I created:

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Shutterfly photo books are the new way to preserve your memories. Create your own today.

Dear Santa

Dear Santa, Define "Naughty"

A certain 3 1/2 year old boy has been really pushing the limits of “nice” this holiday season. It is still up in the air whether Santa will be leaving anything beyond coal. We shall see.

But really, it is hard to be mad at that little face for too long.

7 Months Old – I Blinked And It’s October

My little guy turned 7 months old just a few weeks ago. March 1st seems like yesterday and suddenly my Nathan is 7 months old! He’s the second baby, so it all seems to go much faster this time around. And he also seems to be growing and hitting milestones at a faster pace than his older brother. He amazes us every day.

A few milestones:

We have teeth! Just before his 7 month birthday his bottom two teeth arrived and boy did he let us know. It shocked the hell out of me when I first saw them since I wasn’t expecting them this early (his older brother didn’t have any teeth until his 1st birthday). Within this past week, his top teeth just started popping through. He has not been the happiest guy lately obviously because of it. Teething sucks.

On the mobility front, he crawls and cruises! Nathan started the army crawl back at 5 1/2 months and there has been no stopping him since. This week he has mastered the “normal” crawl on all fours. And now, he’s pulling himself up on EVERYTHING and cruising! At 7 months?? I was not quite ready for it this early. He will be walking by Christmas. Lord help me.

Nathan is my emotional little man where he seems exist one one of two extremes, super happy and super pissed off.  When he is happy, he has the brightest smile and the loudest, cutest belly laugh.  He loves to be tickled, to crawl around cruise and play with his favorite person in the world, his big brother. He laughs and smiles all the while. But oh the woe when he is unhappy. When he screams cries, it is is with force and volume. He is a sensitive little one. Bump his head with as much as a feather, and oh the drama! And don’t you dare take away from him that cool trinket he is not supposed to have (you know, tiny little choking hazards big brother seems to leave everywhere). And don’t, by any means, put him down to sleep. Just don’t even think about it.

Likes:

  • Oatmeal mixed with bananas, apples, pears, or any other fruit
  • Sweet potatoes
  • His big brother
  • Toy laptop that plays music
  • Remote controls and phones to play with
  • Chewing on fingers
  • Standing up

Dislikes:

  • Sleeping in crib
  • Napping for more than 20 minutes
  • Sleeping alone
  • Falling down
  • Being penned-in in the crib pack ‘n play or “baby jail”
  • Teething

Our Last Fling of Summer

The summer flew by so fast, that before we knew it, it was the week before Labor Day weekend and we hadn’t even been to the shore yet. How can this be? We kept meaning to make plans for it, and other things kept pushing to “maybe next week”. We approached the last week of summer and our LAST chance to make it. What is a summer in New Jersey without at least one shore trip?

I made the decision that on a Monday in the last week of summer we would take our chance. So the grandparents and I took the littles to Wildwood for a day of fun. It was my littlest one’s first trip to the shore ever, and the first shore trip where my 3 year old was big enough to take full advantage of the ocean swimming and boardwalk treats and rides.

When do Wildwood, we like to do the beach by day, and then the boardwalk in the evening. Though the clouds all around us looked ominous, it ended up being a nearly perfect day, only a few stray raindrops. The people just down the beach in each direction, were not so lucky. It’s like the sky opened up just for us.

Nathan enjoyed the time at the beach as much as any 6 month old could. He nursed, napped, reached for toys, nursed and napped some more. Before we were done at the beach, we stuck his little toes in the water just because.

Turns our, Joey is my fearless little fish. He had talked all morning about swimming in the ocean, sticking his head under water and everything. I thought he would be a little timid when we actually got there, but I couldn’t have been more wrong. We found our spot, he got lathered up in sunscreen and then ran straight for the water and we could hardly keep him out of there for the next 4 hours. He kept trying to convince Grandpop to take him further and further out into the waves. No fear in this kid. He hardly sat down for a break for 2 seconds, before dropping his juice box, flinging off his towel with both arms and running straight for the water again. Poor Grandpop didn’t get to sit down for the first 2.5 hours.  It warms my heart to see that my son loves the water as much as his mother. It is my happy place too.

Day at the beach lead to the evening on the boardwalk, with boardwalk food, rides and all. Baby did his thing in the stroller (mostly slept) and Joey got to ride all the rides he wanted to his heart’s content. Of course, he had no nap (we are dropping those lately) so at dinner, he was so exhausted he fell asleep at the table. Then got a second wind and had to do a few more rides before we made our way to the car.

All in all, our blast of summer was a great day. We made a promise that next summer, we wil do something we have never done and spend a week at the shore. Can’t wait!