Kindergarten Song

Jake 'wrote' this song today about Kindergarten....he starts on 8/31...

Jake and Noah try to teach Aaron to crawl

Aaron is trying to crawl

He's on the move......well, getting there. Much, much earlier than his big brothers ever did!

Do I have your vote?

Existential thought for the day....

"What a mom learns by knowing a child from its first tiny flutter is nothing less than how a human being is formed. Motherhood forces us to understand, if only so we can teach it to our children, what really matters in the small space we each have between birth and death. And the easiest way for me to learn this lesson is by living in deep, penetrating kinship with other human beings -- by living, in other words, in a family."
-Margaret Renkl
www.parenting.com

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A Parent In Silver Spring: Take the words out of my mouth

The Mommy Guilt Missive- properly cited..

A Parent In Silver Spring: Take the words out of my mouth

A Parent In Silver Spring: Parenting in Silver Spring

mostly true (however, I don't know one stay at home Dad...do you?)

Anyway, pretty funny.


A Parent In Silver Spring: Parenting in Silver Spring

Observations since we've been home.....

1. Having 3 children is much easier than having 2: When I was home with Jake and Noah when Noah was an infant, I had a very difficult time keeping Jake entertained and happy, and as a result, we had a lot of acting out. Now, Jake and Noah are such great friends- they get up in the morning and just start playing together- I swear, they don't even really need us sometimes! While they all need their special individual Mommy time, I think that now, they have each other, and so neither feel left out in the cold when I have to attend to Aaron.

2. Noah is no middle child: By number, of course he is, but I was very concerned about him feeling displaced, particularly because he's always been a Mommy's boy. Noah and Jake both are so kind, gentle, and loving to Aaron, I couldn't ask for better big brothers for him. Noah kisses Aaron all of the time (always asking for, and waiting for permission), and Jake wants to hold Aaron whenever he can (until he cries- then I get him back!).



3. Aaron is easy: Jake wouldn't eat when he was an infant, and Noah wouldn't sleep unless he was held. I had an inkling when Aaron wasn't breech, that he was trying to be cooperative- and hoped against hope that I had finally earned my "easy" baby. Seems to be so far! He has his moments, but generally, he's pretty predictable!


4. I'm not as tired as I remembering being with the others: but perhaps with 3 kids, I've reached maximum fatigue and just can't get any more tired!

5. I love being a mommy more than anything else: I adore my children. Being a mom is my most favorite thing. I could have 3 more kids (don't worry, my body won't let me), I adore these little people!


6. Paul and I hang out more now than ever: So much for children straining relationships- we hang out for hours every evening after Jake and Noah go to bed- and we already have a date night planned (still working on a babysitter...anyone? anyone?) ;-)


7. We've watched tons of movies lately: Good movies- Michael Clayton, The Nanny Diaries, Evan Almighty (it really wasn't bad!); Bad movies- Sicko (I don't mind Michael Moore- Fahrenheit 9/11 still makes my blood boil), but this was awful- not so much an indictment of US healthcare overall- more composed of individual anecdotal horror stories -the individuals probably could have fought and won the battles with their insurance companies- I know that I would have. It was like Super-size Me but regarding healthcare- stilted, so the arguments were less potent); Perfect Stranger (Halle Berry is bad, bad, bad...)....geez...can't remember what else we've seen.

8. Daytime entertainment: As Aaron doesn't say much and the big boys still go to school 3 days per week, I will say this- I watch more TLC and Discovery Health than anything. I LOVE Real Simple magazine, and while Rachael Ray annoys the crap out of me, her magazine has GREAT simple and quick recipes for the family.

Wow! Catching Up...

Aaron Michael

So the word is out, but I feel the need to blog it nonetheless....Aaron Michael has arrived! Actually, he will be one month old this Friday (!). As is now usual, February was a whirlwind of doctors appointments, abrupt work stoppage and bedrest, delivery dates scheduled and rearranged, and ultimately, the birth of our healthy baby boy. In a nutshell, the day after the Superbowl, I was put on bedrest- thus I had to immediately stop working. In anticipation of such an event, I had cleaned out my office at work the week prior (my practice was moving to a new location while I would be out and I wanted to be in control of moving my own belongings, so I just brought everything home for now). Nonetheless, my office seemed a little surprised that I was out so suddenly (despite the fact that I had been warning them for months that this is how things go down when I am pregnant). No harm done. I'm actually thinking of going back to work, at least part time, sooner than later. I adore being home with Aaron, but I have realized while I've been out, that I really, really like my job. And going into a recession, I'm not sure that I should just throw the job away. But that's a discussion for another post.

Anyway, I was on bedrest for one week (not as delightful as you might think- I cannot stand not being independent, and I was very sad that I had to basically "drop out" of Jake and Noah's daily life, save for hanging out on the couch and reading books- I dig the day to day doings of being their Mommy). Anyway, on 2/11/08, I had another doctors appointment at which they decided that they were too nervous about waiting out my blood pressure and pre-eclampsia (that was developing steadily), so they sent me to the hospital for delivery. While at the hospital, after more tests were conducted, we determined that my situation was stable, although I had already been put on the schedule for surgery, so they were moving forward anyway. Paul and I quickly put the kibosh on that, as the whole point of my stint with the nutritionist, etc, etc, was to avoid a repeat of Noah's troubles by letting this little guy cook as long as possible. Long story short, we discussed our concerns with my awesome doc, and he said that we could wait a few days (assuring us that even extra days help), but said that I was not allowed to go home, and would be admitted to the hospital for monitoring. So I was admitted to the high-risk perinatal unit, where I shared a room with a non-English speaker (thank goodness- I really wasn't in the mood to be making new friends) and I suffered through the most incredible boredom that I'd ever experienced, with horrible hospital television and no internet. I also experienced the most intense homesickness ever- crying every evening when Paul and the boys left to go home. Coupled with anxiety-induced insomnia (did you know that pregnant women can take Ambien? I learned this on day 2 of my stay), I was quite miserable, but tried to remember that I was doing this for the health of my baby. By day 3, my blood pressure was rising despite near constant bedrest, so we made a plan for delivery. Our doctor suggested 2/15 (2 days later), but as that is Noah's birthday, we counter-suggested 2/14- and our doctor was relieved. Apparently, my condition was making them very nervous! So we planned to deliver our new baby the following day, on Valentine's day. The evening of 2/13, Paul brought the boys to visit. I helped them write their Valentine's cards for their friends, and we exchanged cards, gifts, and candy (and I gave Paul his new iPod!). In retrospect, it was a very special evening- and my last with my "2" boys.

Hanging with Jake and Noah for the last time until there are "3"...

On Valentine's Day, we were scheduled for a 10:45a c-section. Paul arrived at the hospital early, and soon after his arrival, we were called by daycare to learn that Noah was vomiting. Of course he was! We diverted Louise, who was en route to the hospital, and Heather picked up Noah and brought him to our house where Louise watched him. Meanwhile, our surgery was delayed for hours d/t a complicated procedure prior to mine. We finally were taken back to the OR around 2:20pm. Aaron Michael was born at 3:04p. He was strong, healthy, and a pound larger than either of my boys! Best of all, for the first time, I got to hold my child after they were born (usually, they were being rushed off to the NICU). Funny thing- I learned that you are in no condition to hold your child immediately following a c-section! I was drugged and nauseated, and was numb up to my hands, so instead of examining Aaron's little fingers and toes like Id imagined a million times, I could only look at his tiny face peeking out of the swaddled bundle that had been laid upon me. But that was okay!

Mommy and baby...

Aaron did end up visiting the NICU for a few hours that evening- his lungs were pretty wet from the c-section, but he was brought to me at 11:45 that evening in good health! After 3 more days in the hospital, we were both sent home!