The Baby Hem is THREE

Henry is officially three years and three days old. How has this happened? My baby’s feet are slimming down and starting to smell, his hands have lost their pudge, he is pretty much a grown adult. The gist? Time is flying and my baby is getting old.

Despite my internal tears being shed for the manner in which time is just flying by, this birthday has been so exciting. For about a month before Henry’s birthday, he started really getting excited. Asking at bedtime, “when I wake up from this nap, will it be my birthday?” and waking every morning asking, “is today my birthday??” The anticipation was really building.

In pure Melissa/Mark fashion, the night before Henry’s birthday consisted of a ridiculous amount of toy building and house decorating. We ran around like crazy people making sure everything was perfectly placed to give Henry a great birthday surprise when he woke up.

I set my alarm for 615am in hopes of waking up before Henry so I could see his reaction. However, the bugger beat me. At around 6, I heard his tiny voice, “Charlotte, look!!!!!”

I popped up and ran to catch Henry discovering each Thomas the Train decoration, piece by piece. Then the balloons and his GIANT, tablecloth-covered gift.

He was overwhelmed with excitement!

The kiddos played for the next couple hours while I got everything ready for our birthday breakfast. Our favorite little friends (neighbors) were coming over to enjoy a celebratory breakfast and some playtime.

After breakfast, our friends went home and we hopped in the car to go downtown to ride the new streetcar (which we called the train for excitement purposes). We took the “train” to the public market and ate a yummy lunch and ice cream outside, then took the streetcar back to our car. It was a great little adventure!

Then, nap time and a movie night picnic back at the house. We set up the projector and watched about an hour of cars before the tiny tots got bored and we moved on to playing with Henry’s new toys.

All in all, the celebration was great! We had such a happy day. These are the days I want to bottle up and keep perfectly preserved forever.

And, in terms of a Henry update, here are the facts…

Height: 3′ 1″ (39th percentile)

Weight: 33 lbs (65th percentile)

Random tid bits:

  • Henry can count to 6 in Spanish (10 with assistance – he has a hard time remembering 7 and 10)
  • He can spell his name and knows his birthday
  • Henry is incredibly verbal. He speaks just as fluently as his sister, so I won’t bore you with the bazillion words and phrases he has.
  • Henry is VERY clumsy and falls often.
  • Henry continues to be the snuggliest little dude ever. He is always there for a hug and/or smooch. This morning he randomly told me that “huggies are like snuggles”… true.
  • Henry has very dry warm hands. Holding his hand fills my little heart.
  • When Henry melts down crying, he often times will say – through heavy sobs – “MAAAMMMMY, I NEED A HUGGY.” Shweetie snuggler.
  • Henry is a pretty big manipulator. When he does something naughty and I kneel down to tell him that he cannot do said thing, he cups my face with his warm paws and says, “I’m sorry, mommy. I won’t do it again.” Then, mommy buys Henry a pony.
  • Henry has been in a pinching/pretend biting phase with Charlotte. Never too hard, but enough to piss her off. Thankfully he’s still perfect.
  • Henry says Charlotte with a hard “CH” sound and refers to her as, “My CHarlotte”
  • Henry still naps every day
  • Henry LOVES music and sings a lot.
  • H has serious passion for baseball and sports in general.
  • Henry often times wears his pants, underwear and shirt backwards.
  • When Henry rides his tricycle, he reminds me of the intro to the show Bobby’s World.
  • Henry insists on sleeping with his door open. Typically with his arms above his head. He’s a light sleeper, so I tend to sneak in for smooches before I go to bed.
  • Henry LOVES hard boiled eggs (which he calls hard oiled eggs) and avocado (which he calls “adocado”). He eats like a TANK. It is not uncommon for him to eat multiple bowls of cereal/oatmeal, 1-2 hard boiled eggs, turkey and fruit… ALL of that at one breakfast.
  • Henry sometimes sneaks in Charlotte’s room at night because he doesn’t like to be alone.
  • Henry always falls asleep gripping some toy… a car, a train, a ring, etc.
  • Henry picks out his own clothes and gets dressed by himself every morning. He also puts his shoes on and packs up/unpacks his backpack daily.
  • Henry loves trucks and dinosaurs.
  • Henry’s little mouth reminds me of my Grandpa Henry.
  • Up until about 2 weeks ago, we had Henry on a strict no dairy/no soy/no sunflower oil/no coconut diet to try to help with his chronic loose poops. It stopped helping, so we’ve since lifted the food restrictions. H is now living his best life.
  • Henry has a very captivating quality about him. People tend to fall in love with him instantaneously upon meeting him. He has a loud, squeaky voice and speaks very well for his age, which tends to catch the attention of strangers.
  • Henry is a boy to love. He is very kind-hearted and the sweetest little guy I’ve ever met. He’s also incredibly bright and perceptive. As a completely unbiased source, you know these things are 100% true.
  • Henry is happy.
  • Henry smiles with every inch of his body.
  • I love my baby.
  • Henry looks up to his sister and loves going to the same school as her. Their teachers tell me that they often play together at school… mostly H with C’s friends. They frequently walk around the playground holding hands or with C’s arms around him. Despite his little pinchy/biting phase, they are the best of buds.
  • Henry wakes Charlotte up almost every morning. He goes into her room, wakes her and then they play together until their kiddie alarm clock turns green, signaling that they can come out of their rooms.
  • At dinner time, Henry rates my meals with a thumbs up, down or sideways.

101

Today, in honor of Pop and what would have been his 101st birthday, we went to dinner at his favorite restaurant… Nan even ordered his favorite meal.

While the kids made fine dining a bit of a joke, they redeemed themselves during our post-dinner ice cream stop!

Most importantly, the whole experience would have really been something to Pop. He would have just melted over the kiddos. He was something special… hopefully, smiling down at our messy attempt to honor him.

1 Whole Year

Here we go! The big 1 year old Hemy update. And, remember that last post? When I was getting all emotional on my buddy’s first day? Well, the day ended with only one tearful meltdown. It’s just crazy… life with my babies and wonderful husband is so great, but simultaneously so hard. It’s impossible to stay totally positive and on top of things and plain old grateful and not get bogged down by the chaos and shuffling and momming. Then, all of a sudden, you blink and your baby is 1 year old. <Cue tears>

Honestly, this past year has been wonderful and I’m so grateful to have a lifetime to continue getting to know my babies. Henry is just such a little dumpling. He’s wonderful and sweet and squishy and silly and just lovely.

Weight: Henry is a whopping 23 lbs, 6 oz… which I’m pretty sure is just about what he weighed at 10 months. He’s dropped to the 50th percentile for weight.

Height: Hem Hem is a tall little man, measuring in at 2′ 7.5″… aka 31.5″ – that’s 90th percentile, people. Dude be big.

Health Updates: Little man has been pretty darn healthy this year. He recently had a little cold, which was sad… but nothing too crazy. Last week, he seemed to be going through a mental leap. How do I know?

Boy was CRAZY. He legitimately spent a whole day trying to headbutt me and scratch my eyes out. Shit was crazy. He was just fussy and clingy, but simultaneously trying to knock me unconscious. Those were amazing mom days.

But, we came out on top and his leap is very apparent. Since his 3-4 day psycho spree, he’s returned to his normal overly loving, jolly little self AND has a handful of new tricks! I am also still standing, so a win all around.

Sleep: Hem Hem’s sleep has been pretty great; although, the past week or so, the boy has been FIGHTING his second nap. In fact, he’s currently fighting it. He’s sleeping from about 6:30p-6:30a, and napping about 3 hours in the am. Our schedule was crazy this past weekend, but typically he sleeps about an hour or two in the afternoons. And actually, his am nap went from 2-3 hours at the same time he started boycotting nap #2.

He’s quiet for the moment, so we’ll see what happens.

Clothes/Diapers (Sizes): Henry still wears 12m and 18m clothing and size FIVE diapers. As for shoes, boy has big old club feet. They don’t appreciate the stifling nature of shoes.

Diet: Little man continues to love eating. At 11 months, we introduced him to cow’s milk… once. Then again at around 11.5 months (and also almond milk). Now, we alternate between the two (and breastmilk). He loves them all, although I can’t tell if his tummy is going to love cow’s milk.

As for food, the kid can eat. His favorite foods are:

  • Panera chicken noodle soup
  • Eggs
  • Cheese
  • FRUIT (strawberries are probably #1)
  • Meat… such a protein lover.
  • Beans

As for dessert, let’s just say that both of his smash cakes were consumed by his sister.

Teeth: Henry has 8 teeth (4 on top, 4 on bottom). There’s a chance he has molars, but he’s so darn secretive. He won’t show me. If he doesn’t have them, he’s most definitely working on them. Kid is very drooly and constantly shoving things in his mouth.

Baby Gear Love: We found Henry’s Comotomo Teether so all is right with the world. His other favorites: his new TRACTOR (also a fave of C’s), his dump truck, his HAMMER! OMG, the kid loves his hammer. The hammer came with a toy that looks just like this.

Milestones/Firsts: Henry is just such a big boy. He says mama, dada, mo mo mo (MORE!!)…. that might be it. He signs more, waves hi/bye, and as of a couple days ago, claps like a little cutie pie.

As of TODAY, Henry stands up in his crib and as of maybe a week or two, stands up on just about everything else. It’s crazy… since his week of headbutting, his repertoire has expanded exponentially. He’s pulling himself up on everything, clapping, putting his ball into the hole of the truck as it’s supposed to be used, and so on. He’s just such a big boy.

He also does itsy bitsy spider… which is ADORABLE.

And plays with his pup pup.

Likes: Henry LOVES swimming and water in general. He’s a little fish. He also LOVES music. This morning he went from the ukulele to the piano and back 10 times. And he actually strums the guitar… as for the piano, he just bashes the shit out of the keys.

Henry LOVES his doggy. He literally feeds him every time he eats. He’ll give Toby the food right from his own mouth.

Henry is still very partial to mommy, but obviously love loves his dadadadada.

He’s also a big fan of his grandparents!

Hem Hem loves to be scared and tossed around. And he LOVES to rip out floor vents and bash them all over the place. Also enjoyable… throwing miscellaneous items down exposed floor vents.

Henry is a big fan of balls and bubbles.

I’m sure I’m missing a million things… hmmm… he loves cords and danger, per usual. OH! We got him a ball pit tunnel, which he LOVES.

Dislikes: Hem does not enjoy being put in bed when he doesn’t want to sleep (hence him currently crying). He does not like being passed to someone else from momma’s arms or seeing momma when he has decided he must be attached to the momma. He does not enjoy his sister hugging him SO tight around the neck and don’t even think about taking his toys from him.

He also LOATHES diaper changes.

Things I Don’t Want to Forget: I don’t want to forget any of it! He’s just such a little munch with such a funny little demeanor. He loves to laugh and play. He’s SO curious and inquisitive. He’s so sweet and gives the best hugs and snuggles.

I love his babble and oy. His clap. Something about seeing those two chubby paws slapping together like a seal… I just love it. And he’s so proud. It’s perfection.

Birthday Tutus

The only real “vision” I’ve had for Charlotte’s first birthday party has been tutus. I desperately want to see Charlie bouncing around with her tiny friends, all looking adorable in pink tutus.

So clearly, the only thing to do was to make tutus for all the girlies coming to the party (I think it amounts to 4). 

I’ll make an official DIY how-to later, but for now, check out the sneak peek!

   
    
   

Happy Birthday, Hubs!

Monday was my sweet husband’s birthday! We spent the weekend celebrating with various dinners with friends and visits with family. 

It was delicious and wonderful.

On Monday, we had all of Mark’s boys over for a Mexican fiesta. It was really great. Just good friends sitting around the table, eating food, sipping cocktails and having fun.

And, the good news, C was able to go down with all of them over (after 15-20 minutes of objection) and stay sleeping!

All in all, we had a lovely time celebrating the most amazing man I know. Charlie and I are two VERY lucky girls to have such a sweet, loving, and wonderful man to take care of us.

Happy birthday, Lovey.

   

 

Birthday Celebration with my Ladies

As I mentioned earlier this week, my birthday is tomorrow… the big 2-9. And while this number is getting a little high for my comfort, I have to admit, I feel pretty good being able to say I’m still in my twenties. It sounds so youthful, right?

Plus, besides being pregnant, I pretty much look 18, so that works!

Anyway, I digress. Last night I celebrated my birthday with two very special little ladies… my very close friends, Erica and Carrie. We went to this Southern Italian restaurant and ate some good (and some okay) food. The restaurant is new to my area… Salotto Zarletti. What I can say is that they make a VERY good pizza. My favorite was the prosciutto con rucola. It had arugula and a delish tomato sauce… very tasty. The salad – an asparagus salad – was tasty, but tiny. All-in-all, dinner was good, but not amazing!

So the ladies crowd this year was a little small, as my sweet friend Kate is officially moved away and living in Seattle <TEAR> and our other friend, Ashley, was unable to make it. Regardless, we had a great time. After dinner, the ladies took me to go see “The Other Woman,” which was perfectly stupid and entertaining. Definitely a movie you can wait to watch on TV, but it was $5 movie night (with free popcorn) at the theater, so who could resist? It was really fun! I haven’t been to a movie with my girlfriends since I was… I don’t even know? Back in high school? Middle School?

Either way, it was a great little date night with my gals and felt like an evening that would be harder to pull off once baby girl comes. I’m lucky to have such great friends.

In other news, poor little Toby got his first tick… and it was nasty. He was licking his paw a ton last night, so we thought he had some sort of allergic reaction to something (we didn’t see anything on him). We gave him half a children’s Benadryl (a secret remedy our vet clued us in on) and went to bed. This morning, he was still licking, so I checked out his paw again and found this…

Honestly, at first, I didn't know what it was. My instinct was to grab a kleenex and pull the thing out... then I thought, hmmm... might want to wait on that.

Honestly, at first, I didn’t know what it was. My instinct was to grab a kleenex and pull the thing out… then I thought, hmmm… might want to wait on that.

Close-up of the NASTY, giant tick.

Close-up of the NASTY, giant tick.

That's his, "Mommy, I have an owie" face.

That’s his, “Mommy, I have an owie” face.

I decided to take Tobers to the vet so he could make sure the entire tick was removed and didn’t do any damage to our little guy. I love our vet. He’s really awesome. He removed the tick, which was dead, and suggested a monthly flea and tick treatment that works better than Frontline. While Frontline kills fleas and ticks once they bite your pet, this other drug – Vectra – repels them and burns the sh*t out of them if they land on your pup. Anyway, we’ll bring Tobers back in three weeks for his regularly scheduled heartworm blood test, at which point they’ll test for any tick-related illness that could have been transferred.

Until then, hopefully Toby stays tick-free.

 

Symptoms

My back is not comfortable. Some moments are better than others, but it’s really not great. Especially if I have to pee or am feeling bloated… which is probably about 50% of my day. I swear, I literally pee every 45-60 minutes. It’s insane. And for some reason, I’m SO bloated. My diet hasn’t changed, so it shouldn’t be that, but oofta. Not fun.

While I recognize that was a lot of bitching, I must say this, even on my worst of days (in terms of symptoms), I think I’ve had a pretty dang easy pregnancy. I’ve heard some pretty crazy stories. Plus, relatively speaking, I’ve managed to keep the vast majority of my pregnancy weight gain in my belly (and some in the boobs), which helps me to miss my old body a LITTLE less. Although, I really do miss it.

Okay, I’m done complaining. It’s a good day! My baby is playing around as I type and we’re both happy as can be!

A Celebratory Weekend

To say this was a packed weekend would be an understatement. With my husband’s 28th birthday (he’s a youngin’) on Sunday, we made our way downtown to the Blue Jacket for some delicious (but very expensive) food with Mark’s friend CJ. It was a fun little dinner date that had us home by 10:30 pm.

Saturday morning, I was up early to get a few things done around the house and get ready for my sweet Katiekins’ bridal shower at the Iron Horse Hotel downtown. The shower was gorgeous and our friend Carrie who just had her baby on Tuesday made it, too!

The beautiful decor.

The beautiful decor.

 

Tasty & extra fudgey cake!

Tasty & extra fudgey cake!

Local food... SO delish! I woke up thinking about those buttery green beans.

Local food… SO delish! I woke up thinking about those buttery green beans.

 

My favorite lady friends... even sweet Carrie!

My favorite lady friends… even sweet Carrie!

The cutest little piglet favor!

The cutest little piglet favor!

After the shower, I stopped by Anthropologie and Pier One to return an absurd amount of knobs (from the nursery dresser) and pick up my final selections (two from Anthro and the rest from Pier 1). I then ran home to put the knobs on the unfinished dresser and force my husband to admire them…

The dresser with the final knobs. Who knew it was such a process...

The dresser with the final knobs. Who knew it was such a process…

Knob close-up.

Knob close-up.

After the knob admiring (I refuse to acknowledge the awkwardness of that statement), my husband and I went out to Devons Seafood for a DELICIOUS seafood birthday feast. Mark’s sweet momma was just so lovely and gave us a gift certificate for the restaurant as a joint bday/anniversary gift. And let me tell you, we enjoyed it!

Sunday morning, it was time to start the whole “getting ready for the bridal shower” routine again… this time for my brother’s fiance. Then, my mom (2 weeks post-op), sister and I jumped in my car and headed back downtown for my third time that weekend. The venue was this super cute Italian restaurant that opened just for the shower. The shower itself was being thrown by my mom’s extremely generous and kind network of women. In fact, they are the same lovely ladies who threw my bridal shower last year!

The food at the shower was delicious… no complaints here. Think breaded eggplant sticks, pizza, pasta galore! Everything looked wonderful and it was nice to catch up with my aunt and cousins who were also there.

After the shower, mom and I were zonked. So, what does one do when their husband decides to spend his birthday helping a friend move GIANT Persian rugs all day? Watch Pretty Little Liars, of course. So, mom and I gelled all day… her in her drug-induced stupor and me in my Liars-induced stupor.

When the husband was finished with his slave labor, he met me at my parents’ house and we all had a little bday dinner together. Then, when we got home, I gave my hubs his gift, some cake with a candle, and this perfectly us card…

Happy birthday, Lovey!

Happy birthday, Lovey!

Symptoms

It must be mentioned that our sweet girl made herself VERY present during our Liars Marathon… in fact, she had been practicing her acrobatics all weekend. It’s almost a bit crazy. I can’t imagine what’s going to happen as she gets bigger. She might break my ribs…