Thursday, February 5, 2015

Dear Barrett - 6 months


Dear Barrett:

You are six months old. Six months! I can't believe it's already been half of a year. I look at tiny newborns and wonder where newborn Bear has gone.

You're learning so much new stuff every day. You can sit up now for quite some time - you only topple over when you reach for something far away. You can roll over both ways, though you don't really like to do so. The other day you started babbling consonants, too. I hope you'll say mama first!

Everywhere we go, I wrap you up and you catch people's eye, engaging them to smile and talk to you. You love it.

We've been doing lots of hikes, even in the cold weather. You don't mind one bit. Sometimes I'll put you on my back and we'll shovel snow together, you happily bobbing your head along with the shoveling. We'll walk around the block in weather that's too cold for Dad and Griffin, no problem. It's clear you love being outside, and it makes your nickname of Bear even more appropriate.

Your most favorite thing in the world is your brother. Griffin always makes you smile! There is nothing you like to do more than to watch him doing whatever it is he's up to - eating, playing, reading. Nothing entertains you more than watching your big brother.

Barrett, you are such a happy baby. I love everything about you, from your single dimple to your disposition to those adorable rolls on your thighs. I'm so thankful for you every single day.

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Snow baby

This kid was meant to be outside. He was born to be called Bear. He never complains no matter how long we're outside; even when we're rushing between stores and both clearly underdressed for the weather, he doesn't mind. Fever, teething, growing pains...he complains about those things, but only when we're inside. We've been outside hours this month when other babies are snug at home.

Griffin and I laid him in the snow for his first snow angel and Barrett was perfectly content. We were both impressed.

Friday, January 23, 2015

A surprising parenting moment.

I promised, and I don't even know why I did so, that we could go to Jungle Java this afternoon.  It's not that I dislike the place, but it's pretty stressful. There are a lot of triggers for kids there, between food, overestimation, crowds, noise.  It's a love-hate relationship with the place.

Normally we try to go early in the morning to avoid some of the chaos, but today we saw a dear friend in the morning so it was in the afternoon. I tried to prep him to eat and drink before we go (he always wants to buy food there, which is pretty pricey and not very healthy) but he refused. Some days we last two or three hours there, but today within a few minutes Griffin was clearly tired, hungry, and thirsty. TROUBLE. 

In the midst of the chaos, a younger boy of maybe one and a half, max two, came up to Griffin to try to get him to play. He didn't talk much but smiled kindly at Griffin. At first he didn't see the little boy, but then when I pointed out to him that the boy was trying to get his attention, Griffin did something super cool for a kid: he knelt down so that he'd be at eye level with the little guy and said hi to him. I watched the way the little guy's eyes lite up, and he was instantly attached to Griffin. He tried to lead him away from me to the little kid area, and Griffin kept telling him that he wasn't allowed to play there because he was older than three. The little boy didn't mind, of course, and didn't quite understand. He hugged Griffin to get him to follow him, and Griffin was so so patient.

Griffin went back to playing for awhile, then came back, clearly still very tired, hungry, and thirsty. He began to whine and complain, being pretty unkind. We eventually left without too much of an issue, and started on our drive home (the long way, also known as the nap way in my book). A few minutes into the drive (and before he noticed that we were going the long way) he apologized, completely out of the blue. He told me he loved me and was sorry for how he had treated me early. He made no excuses, he just stated it.

Something, somewhere, is going right for us.  Gotta keep going in this direction.

Saturday, January 17, 2015

Bullet point update!

For a lack of a better format, here are some things new with us:

  • Barrett is on the verge of sitting up. He can get a couple seconds in before a tumble right now - by six months I'd expect he's sitting up unassisted. 
  • B has his first tooth, too, and his second one working it's way through! I thought we had months - Griffin didn't get his first tooth until he was 9 months old. Bear made it to 5 weeks, 12 days. Poor guy.
  • Griffin has amazing penmanship. He's so close to reading! 
  • I feel like time is flying by. I don't even know how or when, but it's amazing.
  • I have really enjoyed being outside this winter.  The cold doesn't bother me much, and we seem to have found the magical combination of layers to keep Bear warm. It is so lovely out with a fresh coat of snow! 
  • I was hoping to upload photos of Ryan's tattoo for Barrett, but it's not done yet after FOUR sessions! These are four hour a piece sessions, too. He's got one last appointment (supposedly) for touch up stuff at the beginning of next month. I'm still not sure what/where I want my tattoo for him, so I'm mulling things over still.
  • Crafting has been keeping me sane most days. 
  • My goal for reading this year is 35 books. Right now that feels extra daunting, and I read 30 last year while working full time.

Friday, January 2, 2015

To My Second Child.

Dear second son:

I promised myself it would be different. I wouldn't let those second child horror stories get to me - I would take just as many photos, be just as engaged, keep the baby book up to date.

The reality is that we're not there. My second son, you're never second in my heart. It's just so hard to find the time to do the things we did with your brother because we have both of you. So no, your monthly pictures aren't taken on the right dates. I haven't written you monthly letters like I wrote your brother. Days go by without pictures, sometimes it's probably been weeks. I'm sorry.

IMG_8010But there are things you get that your older brother didn't, and these are important things. You get his love, which is amazing. He is built in inspiration and entertainment, all rolled into one! I can tell you're already learning from him. My second son, you have someone to wear matching PJs with! And someone to share your childhood with long after I'm gone. You also get a mommy and a daddy who have done thing thing once already, so I think you're waiting less for us silly adults to figure things out. There are some super awesome toys we know about because of your brother. You also get tons of extra time with me, since I was ready now to stay home with you for a whole year. I'm always going to cherish that time with you and the extra snuggles this first year.

My second son, we love you in new and familiar ways. We love you as a little brother and as another amazing son. It may not be perfect, but we're giving it our all.


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