Tomorrow is the due date of Baby Two, and we are still in a holding pattern. I'm feeling perfectly good, and the baby seems totally content in there, so basically it is "just another day."
Also, by not having the baby early, two of us have been able to go on a "date night" to see Avatar in 3-D (fun! totally worth seeing on the big screen) and also three of us did a really pleasant leisurely breakfast at a friend's place. Cooper was a shockingly delightful breakfast guest and availed himself of ample pancakes and a huge mug of milk while sitting very nicely in an adult chair. "Numm! Pah-shakes!"
How remarkably civilized. We figure if we're gonna have extra time before being faced with the challenges of a newborn, we might as well make it fun for everyone.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Really?
Really? Cottage cheese and oreos don't constitute a fully nutritionally balanced lunch?
Oh well. Too late now.
Oh well. Too late now.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Bun is done
It is official, the bun is done. At my midwife visit yesterday, she declared that her personal opinion was that baby was fully cooked and ready for prime time. Thankfully, she also said that baby seems to be in a better position than last week (rotated a little more into the right spot). Baby and I are still doing really well, health wise, so there is no rush. But we're all hoping to get this kid out before it grows much more. It isn't scientific, but the consensus is that I'm cooking another 8 1/2 to 9lb child. So no need to wait! Show-on-road! Get 'er done!
We'll see.
Can't rush perfection. :)
We'll see.
Can't rush perfection. :)
Monday, January 25, 2010
Videos not working
Dang.
Not sure why those videos are not working. I'll work on it soon!
In the mean time, here is a link to the second one;
Cooper demands More!
Also, I am still pregnant, and maintaining a solidly positive attitude. So that is good!
Not sure why those videos are not working. I'll work on it soon!
In the mean time, here is a link to the second one;
Cooper demands More!
Also, I am still pregnant, and maintaining a solidly positive attitude. So that is good!
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Cooper's first day of skiing!
We took Cooper up to the local ski hill today and it was a huge success! After the extremely predictable tantrum in the lodge (he HATES when we put on his ski pants, despite them fitting well and looking really awesome) we headed to the little bunny hill.
Matt started off by taking a run so Cooper could see how it works, with me narrating while we watched, in the hopes that it would help Cooper figure out the process. "See, Dada goes up the hill next to the rope, and then he turns around, and then he uses his skiis to glide back down! On snow! He's having fun!"
Cooper, being the cautious and nervous little guy that he is, wasn't really sold. But he had gotten used to wearing his boots by then, so that was a good start. Matt then took Cooper on three short runs just carrying the little guy in his arms. That was met with a lot of enthusiasm for the general process, but screams of protest for the cold wet snow in his face. However, each run ended with a smile. We took that as a very good sign.
In this video, the word that Cooper says is "Skiis." Awesome.
After the first couple runs went pretty well, we upped the ante and put Cooper's teensy weensy little skiis on, and Matt took him on his maiden voyage. Cooper refused to put any weight on his feet, and he screeched the whole way down to complain about the snow and wind on his face. But when Matt stopped at the bottom, we'd ask "All done?" or "Do you want to stay with Mama?" and Cooper emphatically said... No! More!
In case you are not familiar with Cooper-speak, the word "more" is used mostly as the word "again," as in... let's do it again! So when he kept saying "More!" it was absolute music to our ears. Matt and Cooper ended up doing two long runs on skiis, and then one short run before I got worried about how cold Cooper's nose and cheeks were. Don't want him to remember the cold more than he remembers the fun, of course.
Naturally, I've rarely seen Matt more excited about anything in his life then Cooper's first day on skiis. We both were really surprised at how well things went, given Cooper's tendency towards getting very worked up over new experiences. When we were back at the lodge afterwards, Cooper even refused to let me take off his boots- a very good sign! He enjoyed a post-ski snack of raisins and cheese puffs, and then we all went home for a nap.
Enjoy the short video of his second successful run! You can faintly hear Cooper whining about the snow in his face for almost the whole video, and also at the start you can hear me giggling over the fact that he's like a little siren even though we could tell he was having fun.
Matt started off by taking a run so Cooper could see how it works, with me narrating while we watched, in the hopes that it would help Cooper figure out the process. "See, Dada goes up the hill next to the rope, and then he turns around, and then he uses his skiis to glide back down! On snow! He's having fun!"
Cooper, being the cautious and nervous little guy that he is, wasn't really sold. But he had gotten used to wearing his boots by then, so that was a good start. Matt then took Cooper on three short runs just carrying the little guy in his arms. That was met with a lot of enthusiasm for the general process, but screams of protest for the cold wet snow in his face. However, each run ended with a smile. We took that as a very good sign.
In this video, the word that Cooper says is "Skiis." Awesome.
After the first couple runs went pretty well, we upped the ante and put Cooper's teensy weensy little skiis on, and Matt took him on his maiden voyage. Cooper refused to put any weight on his feet, and he screeched the whole way down to complain about the snow and wind on his face. But when Matt stopped at the bottom, we'd ask "All done?" or "Do you want to stay with Mama?" and Cooper emphatically said... No! More!
In case you are not familiar with Cooper-speak, the word "more" is used mostly as the word "again," as in... let's do it again! So when he kept saying "More!" it was absolute music to our ears. Matt and Cooper ended up doing two long runs on skiis, and then one short run before I got worried about how cold Cooper's nose and cheeks were. Don't want him to remember the cold more than he remembers the fun, of course.
Naturally, I've rarely seen Matt more excited about anything in his life then Cooper's first day on skiis. We both were really surprised at how well things went, given Cooper's tendency towards getting very worked up over new experiences. When we were back at the lodge afterwards, Cooper even refused to let me take off his boots- a very good sign! He enjoyed a post-ski snack of raisins and cheese puffs, and then we all went home for a nap.
Enjoy the short video of his second successful run! You can faintly hear Cooper whining about the snow in his face for almost the whole video, and also at the start you can hear me giggling over the fact that he's like a little siren even though we could tell he was having fun.
Friday, January 22, 2010
What term looks like
One week to go, and I look like this. Yes, still smiling. I'm doing very well given the, shall we say, rather burdensome front end loading.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Sleepytime
Cooper gets better and better at going to bed peacefully as he gets older. Right now, he's a total dream- bath, toothbrushing, pajamas, read a story, turn off the lights, give him a kiss, and put him in his bed. Done. See ya in 12 to 13 hours, buddy.
Last night after we had rearranged some furniture, Cooper seemed a little nervous about the arrangements. There is now a particular large chair in his room, which he calls a couch, and which he was puzzled by having in his room. So after the whole bedtime routine, I put him in his crib and pulled his blankey up over him just right, and went to walk out. As he snuggled into his blanket, he said, "Bye bye mama. Bye bye dada. Bye bye doggie. Bye bye couch."
Last night after we had rearranged some furniture, Cooper seemed a little nervous about the arrangements. There is now a particular large chair in his room, which he calls a couch, and which he was puzzled by having in his room. So after the whole bedtime routine, I put him in his crib and pulled his blankey up over him just right, and went to walk out. As he snuggled into his blanket, he said, "Bye bye mama. Bye bye dada. Bye bye doggie. Bye bye couch."
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