Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Bye-bye, Pappie.


Ohhhh paci... Or as Ellie says, Pappie. What a history we have had with that thing. The night she was born she was a bit fussy, and you know, as new parents, even that little tiny newborn cry can make you tense after a while. Our nurse told me to just give her a paci. This stressed me out, because, back then, I read too many books and stressed out about too many little things (my how times have changed this go round...) Ever since then, Ellie was in love.

Around a year or so, I thought we were doing good because she was down to using the thing only to sleep and ride in the car. Until she started walking. Then she would just go get it out of her bed. Then I got pregnant and the battle was over. Paci made a full-fledged come back. I gave up. I didn't have the energy or desire to fight the battle. So, I said at 2, we'll just be done with it. 

I know a lot of kids love them, but Ellie would have that thing going in her mouth all. the. time.

She even came home from Drew and Kelly's wedding with a paci I'd never seen before. At some point during all the craziness, she hijacked it from one of Drew's nieces... There was another time she was at the mall with my parents and all of a sudden there was no paci in sight. This was an emergency. They had to find that thing. So, my dad took Ellie and back-tracked their route. He said they were going down the escalator and she was screaming "Pappie, are you???" My mom could hear them 2 floors up. My dad felt so bad for her. Her prized possession, gone. Well, my mom looked down and it was there by her foot :) Crisis prevented.

Then there was the day that my mom and Kelly took Ellie to the dog park to give me a chance to rest. She came home and the first words out of her mouth were "Mar mar paci". Mar Mar is what she calls Kelly and Drew's dog. I asked my mom what she was talking about. She said, "Well, Kelly told me not to tell you, but Ellie was running around the dog park, and this little dog that looked like Marley somehow got it and was running around with it in her mouth like a baby." Lovely. They assured me they cleaned it and sterilized it super well...

So, we began telling her that when she turned 2, paci was going away. Well, she became obsessed with this. We would be out in public and strangers would talk to her and ask her how old she was. I would say she was almost 2 and she would say. "Pappie way (away)." Or, are you excited about your birthday? "Pappie way." Or even, what do you want for your birthday? "Pappie way." So we felt so bad for the girl that we started telling her about how fun birthdays were, balloons, parties, friends. So, we went ahead and got the whole thing over with.

It had to be on a day Eric would be there because I was dreading it so much. The night before, I almost cried thinking about how Ellie would respond to us taking away her most prized-possession. She had never fallen asleep without it, would instantly go for it when she was frustrated, and always had things in her mouth (or would lick or bite random things) without it. Hmm, lovely. But, I happened to be reading a book that talked about redemptive parenting. The way Christ redeems us by rescuing us from our blindness and sins, like a parent cares for a child who doesn't know what is best for themselves. I know, a little deep to be dealing with a paci, but hey, what can I say? It was a big deal in this house.

So, Saturday morning was the day. She had said she would send it to the babies in the mail. That morning, she woke up so stoic, not saying a word (so unlike her), wanting to be held. I think that she knew it was time. After breakfast, Eric got an envelope and wrote a note to the babies on it. Eric opened it up and Ellie dropped paci out of her mouth into the envelope.



She how sad she seems? They walked it out to the mailbox, and she wouldn't put in the mailbox, but she did raise the flag :)



Oh no, I thought, now the fun begins. So, I ran off to a yoga class and Eric gave her lunch and her first nap without it. When I got home, I took it out of the mailbox and tossed it in the trash (the night before I asked Eric what we should do with it, and he looked at me like I was crazy. "Throw it away." That seemed kind of sad, but once I thought about it, it seemed even grosser and kinda weird to keep it.) But, we survived. She has been really ok without it. She will bring it up rarely, but is fine. Because, now she is a big girl (Or as she says, a lady) and those are for babies, like WoWo. And, nope, she hasn't tried to take his, yet. 

Speaking of WIlliam, I realize this is the 2nd post with no sign of him. He slept through Eric's party and the paci ceremony. But, he is doing great. We ended up taking him to the doctor because he seemed to be in a lot of pain. He is now on medicine for acid reflux and it really has helped. He is smiley, a big eater (almost weighs 12 pounds now and is barely 6 weeks old), sleeping about 5-6 hours straight at night, puts up with Ellie holding him, and seems to be a really laid back little boy. 

So, now paci is gone, and life has gone on. It's nice to see that sweet little smile more too! (Speaking of, we have our first dentist appointment on Friday.... That should be interesting. I hope no fingers get bitten :) 

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Somebody's 30...


This week we got to celebrate 30 years of life with this guy. A big milestone. Thirty used to sound so far away to me, and I guess kind of the boring years, but I don't think that it will be that way for this guy.

Eric, thank you for making each day so full and so happy. You are so appreciative of the smallest things and so easy to please. You make my life so much more fun, so much calmer, so much less chaotic. You always give me something to laugh at. You take so much stress off of me. You have such a servant-heart, never ever complaining about being tired or what you have to do. The second you walk in the door, you swing into action, whether it be picking up a crying baby, tackling  Mt. Laundry, making a bored little girl giggle, or making a tired me feel so much better. People tell me that I seem to be adjusting to 2 kids so easily, and in all honesty, if it weren't for you, well you know what this house and life would be like :) Because of you I am rested, thankful, and so content with our life right now. Thank you. We love you so very much! All 3 of us.

Well, like I said earlier, Eric is so easy to please. Most people expect huge things, especially on special days, but he appreciates the smallest things. Taking Ellie and I to Sea World with his birthday money this spring, us stopping by to see him at the gym with an eclair and balloon on his birthday (they had a game that night), and a small party with special friends. So, I got together a little party to celebrate this guy.






So, to say Ellie is obsessed with our friend "Burt Burt" would be an understatement!




The entertainment for the night.





So after popping all the confetti poppers, I (jokingly) told Ellie to start picking up all the confetti.


She listened.



I love a good "crazy shot".

But not as much as she loved a little cake. More peassse.



I had asked some of Eric's friends from childhood, college, and here to send a little note his way. I was able to gather up a big bundle to give to him. This provided him with many laughs and I think I even saw him get a little misty eyed. Thank y'all for helping add to the goodness of his day, even from afar. We love you babe!!!

Friday, January 20, 2012

A Thursday Afternoon...




I love this pictures of Ellie. To me, it is such a picture of girlhood. Pink tights, tutu, sunshine, art hanging, lots of crayons and markers, little feet dangling, and her very own pony.





This is my new favorite picture. Makes my heart melt.




Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Everyday moments


Well hello there. So I finally decided to just skip over Christmas for now and live in the present. And the present is very sweet right now. Can't you see. We are all adapting well to life with 4. William still sleeps a lot, so it has eased me into life with 2 kids. Now, there are times when it is just me and I am outnumbered when the chaos breaks loose, and usually the "squeakiest" wheel gets the oil, but there are times which they can both be pretty loud squeakers :) But, all in all, Ellie has adapted so well. My dear friend Steph told me a few days before he was born that she would seem so much older over night, and she was so right. I love having a little "lady" (as she likes to be called thanks to her daddy) at home with me to talk to all day and keep me company. She can also actually be a big help at times too. 

Love that sweet little face. He is sleeping well at night, about 4-4 1/2 hour stretches which is so do-able. Especially since Eric sleeps on his side and deals with all the paci-drops, spit ups, and late night diaper changes. I could not ask for a better husband. 


At his 2 week check-up, he had already almost gained a pound and grew an inch from leaving the hospital. He was 9 pounds 15.5 oz and 22.5 inches.



It's funny because I can't remember when babies are "supposed" to do anything, but we can't wait to see that little mouth give us a smile!


Ellie's super enthusiasm to be on top of him all the time has died down a little because she realizes he's not too entertaining right now. Lots of sleeping. She always asks, "Eyes ope?" Soon enough sweet girl. When he is at a place she can get to him, she is all about being as close as possible. 


This was our first outing, just the 3 of us. We went on a walk, had a snack at the park, and dropped by the gym to see daddy. It was a success! My mom and nana got us this amazing double stroller for Christmas and it is really making my life a lot easier right now. It is good to be able to get out. 



When Eric doesn't have games, he has been getting home pretty early in the afternoons, and this little girl has been loving every second of it. 


Exercising with her daddy. She has been his little workout buddy. A new YMCA opened right by us, so that has been there little outing together lately to get Ellie out of the house and the chance to be around some kids in the baby gym- she loves it.


Like I said, as close as possible. 


First real bath (actually 2nd, but we forgot to snap a pic. Funny how that seems to happen a lot these days...)



The other day Ellie really wanted me to put "WoWo" in his chair like hers that Grammy and Papaw got him. So, I thought that would be a great time to take a few pictures of him, since I hadn't probably snapped one in over a week. As soon as I get him situated, someone (who usually runs from the camera) decided she wanted to sit with aka on top of, him. So, Ellie got a photo shoot in the chair too.


Almost a month old!


And, while I was on the floor, I thought I'd snap a shot of his room to show y'all. This is above his crib.


Ellie also seems to all of a sudden want to pick out certain things to wear. This girl loves her some boots, ever since she realized that that was what Nini likes to wear :) She also has been loving dresses and skirts these days and just had to wear this one to playgroup today. It's a good twirly one, and this girl loves to twirl. 


Little miss will be 2 next month!!! (And her daddy 30 next week :)

Well, there's a little look into what's been going on in the Ness house!