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.

On the Boardwalk

One of my favorite memories of Disney from when I was a kid was hanging out with my family on the Boardwalk. There’s food and street performers and it’s just really cool looking. 

Last night, we decided to wrangle the kids and take them there for dinner. Unfortunately, due to our late afternoon at Downtown Disney, I had to wake C from her nap (at 6pm) to leave (never an easy transition).

Right when we arrived, a performer was about to start. He juggled and had a whole schtick. He was actually quite funny. There were only two people in the whole area who were pretty straight-faced. Who? My children.

There were a couple times when they had half smiles…

Once C had a juice box (I showed her that I had bought her one and she didn’t know what it was… special treat for the lady!), she was refueled and ready to go.

We had dinner, watched the sunset, ate a funnel cake, watched another performer and played a bit more!

The Broken Elbow Saga

**I wrote this 3 months ago… not sure why I never posted it?**

It’s been just over a month since my sweet lovey girl got hurt. I received a phone call from Charlie’s school that she had fallen from the jungle gym. They didn’t think she was hurt, but was wondering if I’d like to come in and help settle her and maybe bring her in to the doctor as a precaution.

On my way to the school I called Mark, “I think I’ll have her stay at school and eat lunch. I don’t have anything at the house to feed her.” Clearly, I thought she was fine.

When I arrived, I was thrust into an emergency. Charlotte was screaming and crying like I’ve never heard before. She was holding her arm.

Ugh… as I write this, I’m just exhausted thinking about it. Maybe for now, I’ll just say this…

We spent the afternoon at the clinic, who sent us to the Children’s Hospital. We learned that Charlotte shattered her elbow and also cracked it all the way through, right at the growth plate. We sat and waited for hours… from around 12-8:30, when Charlotte was finally taken into surgery to have three pins placed in her elbow.

The waiting was terrible. Charlotte was in pain and she was terrified. I was terrified. None of us had eaten anything since breakfast. We were exhausted. I literally held Charlotte in my arms for probably 90% of the time we waited. I dug deep to find my best poker face. To stay not only calm, but cheerful. To show her that she would be okay, despite the pain and the fear she was experiencing. I rode in the hospital bed with her up to meet the anesthesiologist.

When she was wheeled off to surgery, I broke down. I just cried. I was scared and exhausted and overwhelmed and confused and angry and scared.

Thankfully, from the time C was taken into surgery until I got to go back to recovery to see her was only about an hour. Then, it was back to game face time. Of course, she came out of the anesthesia crying and scared. I held her in my arms and fed her juice from a sippy cup.

It was time to go to our room on what felt like the other side of the hospital and on a different floor. So carefully, I carried my 28+ pound baby to her hospital room.

Nana came with toys and relief. We finally settled into a little routine and by around 12 or 1 am, got some food. By 3 am, Charlie finally closed her eyes.

She slept for 2 hours, whimpering and crying in her sleep the entire time. It was terrible. The morning was filled with tears and stress and just fear for what our little baby was going through.

Finally, sometime between 12 and 3, we were released. Throughout the entire epically long experience, I must have sung Twinkle, Twinkle and You Are My Sunshine about 5,000 times each.

But, we got home to Mark’s dad, step mom, mom and little Henry and things started falling back into place. Charlie was so relieved and happy to see her Henry and to be home.


The past month has been filled with recovery and now, C’s cast is off! Onto the next phase of healing…

The First Few Days Home



We had to spongebathe C while the cast was on… this was our method:


C’s SPARKLY blue cast (can you believe this was before she saw – and became obsessed with – Frozen)


Life at Home 

We tried very hard to come up with activities for C and get back into our normal routine.


We had to get creative with clothing…


Doctor Visits

C was at the doc every 1-2 weeks while the cast was on. Fortunately, she didn’t mind them because it meant presents, stickers, BLUE suckers, and roaming the hospital halls!


Time for the Cast to Come Off…

Duck, duck, OOPS


Temporary splint


Getting used to life without the cast/splint

Mommy Dates

I’ve been working an earlier day on Tuesdays so that I can pick up Charlie from school at 3pm. In doing so, I’ve been able to blend my working momma / SAHM status a little more than normal (which is the beauty of taking Henry to work with me every day).

Well, since I’m home at 3, I get to hang with my favorite momma friends & their broods on occasion. It seems that we’ve had a lot of great weather days on Tuesdays. It’s awesome. We take walks with the kids, blow bubbles, play, etc.

Definitely the highlight to my week!

Note that Miss C loves to care for the younger boys and little H is always smiling!!

All My Self…

Miss Independent

The key phrase in our home these days is, “I do it all my self” or “NO! I wanna do it all my self.” The toddler has independence oozing our her eyeballs and this morning was no exception.

On Tuesdays, I typically go to work early (before the kids wake up) and I leave work early to pick C up at 3. Unfortunately, this morning, I was running a bit behind because our power KEPT. GOING. OFF. (And is still off!)

I was in the kitchen finishing up when Mark came out of the bedroom and said that both kids were awake. He went into Henry’s room first, as Henry was crying. Jacket on, I was about to head out the door when I heard Charlotte’s bedroom door open and the pitter patter of excited mini feet. “Mommy! I wake up all my self!!” she says from the hallway.


Me: I see that, love. In the future, please make sure to wait until Mommy or Daddy comes to get you.

C: Okayyyy.

Me: <fingers and toes crossed>

I can handle her needing to squeeze the toothpaste and turn on the lights and open/close the doors, and pour the cereal, and serve herself dinner, and cut her own food, and put on her clothing, and take off her clothing, and wipe herself, and climb into her car seat, and climb out of her car seat, and, and, and… BUT, I cannot handle her getting out of bed on her own. Not yet, tiny gf.

Henry’s Newborn Photos

Within a week of little Henry’s arrival, we took Henry’s newborn photos. I don’t remember all the details, as I was in a blurry state of exhaustion, but I do remember that it did not go amazingly. My GIANT baby refused to sleep like a newborn. He cried and cried for the first 3/4 of the session and then slept super lightly for the last quarter.

We had planned to schedule another mini session to get a few more photos, but I got lazy and didn’t want to endure the torture. Regardless, his pictures are cute! Not my favorite photo session, but definitely some very sweet shots. As you’ll see, my little ham also tried to steal the show with some 2-year-old shots.

Newborn Photography

Our Girl is 29 Months Old


***Just Found this post in in my drafts from 20 days ago! I assume it wasn’t posted because there are no photos. I’ll add a couple and post before she’s 30 months on the 16th!***

It’s never good when I have back-t0-back “monthly update” posts. Clearly, things have been just slightly busy since adding little Henry into our world. I’m going to try to get back into the habit of posting.

Anyway, Charlotte is 29 months and that’s just fricken nuts. She’s honestly the funniest little person ever. She radiates personality and love… and spice. This month has been a bit tough on C, as she’s spent the past two weeks of it in a cast. I’m going to try to write up an individual post on Charlie’s injury, but the short version is that Charlotte fell off of the jungle gym at school and ended up breaking her elbow and needing three pins surgically placed due to the proximity of the break to her growth plate. Translation: Charlie, Mommy & Daddy got to live out a horrifying little nightmare. I am very happy to say that we’re all getting back into the swing of things. C is totally getting used to her blue, uber-sparkly cast and is rarely in too much pain.

We are moving on and life is good!

Size: Charlotte is about 29 lbs (weighed on our scale at home) and honestly, I have no idea how tall she is.

Clothing/Shoes/Diapers: C is wearing 2T still; however, with her bulky cast, sometimes 3T works a little better. Shoes are still 6 and diapers – that she may never give up – are still a size 5. For reference, Henry is in size 4.

Potty Training: Potty training and even hanging out on the potty have taken a backseat these past couple of weeks. In fact, with all the dram of the arm, C may have totally forgotten that the potty exists. Kidding – I think – but seriously, I don’t know that I’ve heard her even mention it in awhile.

Teeth: Charlotte has all of her teeth and over a month later, is STILL talking about how, “the dentist keeps my teeth white.” I think she’s excited to go back.

Sleep: Charlotte is still an awesome sleeper. And thankfully, still napping 2-3 hours per day… sleeping 11-12 hours at night.

Bedtime Routine: Bedtime routine is business as usual. So fun and lovely and sweet. Charlie is truly a sweetie pie. She’s also been on a big, “No, I love YOU!” game kick. It’s pretty amazing. ie:

C: “I love you!”

Me: “I love you, too!”

C: “No, I love YOU!”

Language: Charlotte is seriously funny. Here are some of her silly phrases lately:

  • Nana, wanna join? (there was something about her inviting Nana to “join” us for naptime routine that I found so funny. Join isn’t a typical word in her vocab)
  • I’m funny! 
  • I luff you so much. (cue me melting into the floor)
  • Why? (non stop, all day)
  • What doin?? (non stop, all day)
  • I wanna see pitures! I wanna see viyeos!
  • Dis yo phone?
  • I feel like there are SO many more but I can’t think of them at the moment. 

Personality: Charlotte is absolutely hilarious. She’s spunky and sweet and just such a goof. She loves to laugh and make people laugh. She’s literally a better sharer than me. She loves the crap out of her brother. She’s my heart.

Activities: Prior to the elbow break, C was signed up for gymnastics, soccer and was in school 4 days a week. She is not currently in any of these activities.

Favorite Foods: Quiche. LOVES quiche. Ketchup. Expensive berries. Mango. Cookies. Yogurt.

Favorite Toys: She loves to play with bags, loves her brother (oh wait… he’s not one of her toys, right? Or is he?), ANYTHING Henry happens to be holding or playing with, her blankey/teddy/bunny, balloons…

Hmmm… I’m sure there are more, but those are the highlights lately.

Favorite Things: Teddy is still #1, followed closely by blankey and then bunny. Also, Daniel Tiger. She LOVES Daniel Tiger. We read the fireworks DT book non-stop and she kisses his picture. She also told me the other day that, a) Daniel Tiger is her favorite friend and b) she wants Daniel Tiger to come to her home.

Potty Training Update

We are on day 4 or 5 of Operation Potty Training, which in our home, means that Charlie has been running around in the nude for 4 or 5 days. It’s funny how a little tiny tush can bring a laugh to most situations.

Honestly, the whole thing has been going wonderfully. As of Day 2, we put training during sleep times on hiatus. AKA: C wears a diaper for naps and bedtime. HOWEVER, all other times, it’s potty. And guess what? NO ACCIDENTS!

Besides the pre-hiatus sleep time accidents, C has only had one pee pee accident on the first day. We stupidly put her in undies and pants and she wet herself. That was 4 or more days ago and she’s literally done all other potties in the toilet since.

She’s quite proud and has hopped around the house saying, “I’m cited” (aka I’m excited) on more than one occasion.

She also loves singing the Daniel Tiger song. This morning she added a line to the end of the song…

If you have to go potty, STOP and go right away. Flush and wash and be on your way… and get a treat!

Here’s another little Charlotte original. I call it, “Makin’ PooPoo.” It should be mentioned that no poopoo’s were made during or surrounding the creation of this number.

And for those of you who have 7 minutes to spend watching my hilarious child delay bedtime and be a goof, here’s a silly video…

(Please note my face at exactly 6 minutes in when I realize that I’ve just been played by a 2.5 year old. Please also excuse my attire… I must have forgotten to wear my fancy PJ’s that day.)

What do you want to do today?

What do you want to do today?

Should we potty train C? It’s probably the last long weekend we have for awhile.


Okay, so maybe there was a little more convo, but at max, maybe 10 minutes. We decided to go cold turkey. Farewell, diapers!

Charlotte was reluctant at first, but actually did a really great job yesterday. She went pee in the potty twice (for the first and second time ever) and poop once! She had an accident during her nap and later this evening. 

I’m super impressed with her! She did SUCH a great job!

This morning is also going well! She woke up wet at 7:15a, but it seemed like she had just peed. Then, within an hour of being up, she pooped and peed on the potty – both of which she prompted. She was playing with her toys and yelled, “I have to go potty!”

Go, Charlie!

In terms of details, we’ve been giving her either chocolate chips or mini m&m’s after each poo or pee (2-5 each time… we ask how many she wants and she responds with some number in this range).

We’ve also spent most of the time with no bottoms on (no undies/pants/diaper). In fact, her one non-sleep accident happened when she had undies and pants on. 

When she’s actually on the potty, we’ve been watching family videos on my phone, reading books, and singing. She tends to want to get off right before she goes potty. 

As implied, we also cut out diapers at night and during nap. Hopefully, after a couple days, we’ll be doing less laundry. Fingers crossed!

All in all, she seems to be enjoying the process! She’s happy and excited (and adorable with her tiny butt cheeks hanging out). 

Pant-less dance party!