Two Months

Ollie turned 2-months-old over the weekend, and he celebrated by sleeping through the night last night. Ahhh yeah. THIS is what I’m talking about.

Also, we went to the doctor today, where he was diagnosed with…

…wait for it…

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Reflux! I think it’s like treatable colic. What a dream! I don’t have any idea what it’s like to have a 2-month-old who doesn’t scream, but I fully intend to find out sometime in the next five days, when the medicine kicks in. And even if it doesn't work, I can handle a little screaming when the screamer is this cute:

I Win

Liam and Eliza are going through a competetive phase right now, where everything they do turns into a race. All day long I hear, “I win eating my cereal!” “But I win drinking my milk!” “I win up the stairs!” “I win going potty!”

Last night we went to the park, and Liam gashed his head on a tree branch. Ben’s dad is in town, so he took Eliza and Ollie home while Ben and I took Liam to get stitches.

We got home around 10 pm, and Ben’s dad told us Eliza couldn’t sleep. She wanted to talk to us. I figured it was because of all the drama in the last few hours. So we went in her room, where she sat up and said, “Liam, I win getting my jammies on!”

Sleep Deprived

Ben just asked me if I was awake when he thought something was going to fall on me last night. I said, "No, were you sleeping?" He answered, "Yeah. I stood up on the bed. I thought the clock projection was 3-D printing*, and when it finished it was going to fall on you. You said something and woke me up, but I don't remember what you said."

And I don't even remember saying anything, let alone seeing him stand on the bed. I would have loved watching that.

I guess this is proof that we wouldn't be good candidates for co-sleeping with a baby. Poor little Ollie might have been trampled last night.



*I just realized that "clock projection" and "3-D printing" might sound like nonsense. My alarm clock projects the time onto the ceiling, and Ben recently built a 3-D printer that he's kind of obsessed with. And FYI, a 3-D printer is not as cool as it sounds, except maybe for engineers or other nerds.

Milestones

Liam lost his first tooth today, and then played in his first piano recital three hours later. I think this means I'm no longer a young mom.

One Month

Today Oliver turned a whole month old. Hooray! Since we’re planning on stopping at three kids, this means I probably never have to have a younger-than-one-month-old again, and I’m super excited about that.

Don’t get me wrong—I am totally in love with my baby. I’m just more patient with my other kids when I’ve slept well, and I haven’t slept well this month. But since I now have a one-month-old, I could be halfway to sleeping through the night. Hooray!

But seriously, look how cute this guy is. Happy One-Month Birthday, Ollie!

First Baths

Check out these twinners:

Oliver Wesley

Back when I was pregnant with Eliza and I didn't know whether she was a girl or boy, I thought it would be cool to name a boy Oliver Wesley. Ben hated it, so the name was vetoed. When Eliza turned out to be a girl, we decided we would call her Ellie for short, so I came to terms with the fact that I would never get my Ollie.

Three years later, it turns out that no one really calls Eliza "Ellie." Or so I thought. I talked Ben into naming our baby Oliver, and suddenly my parents and Ben's parents have started calling Eliza "Ellie" all the time. I can't figure out if they're messing with me or if they have been calling her Ellie the whole time.

Either way, I got my Ollie. And I love him.

Sweet & Sour Sauce

Our baby came yesterday, and we're all madly in love with him. I didn't think it was possible for a baby to look more like Liam than Eliza does or more like Eliza than Liam does, and yet, I think this guy might have the other two beat. He's like a 50/50 mix of his siblings.


He doesn't have a name yet, but Eliza is hoping for Sweet & Sour Sauce. I guess we better come up with something fast, before it sticks.

False Alarm

I told a bunch of people that my baby was coming today. I forgot to tell the doctor, though, so by the time he tried scheduling the hospital it was too late. They're booked.

The new date is this Monday, March 5th.

Sorry if I lied to you!

A Glimpse into Our Future

Eliza had a nice little freak-out while I tried buckling her in her carseat this morning. I told myself to try to remember this version of her, before a screaming baby joins our world, so I would know it’s just normal behavior sometimes. Screaming and thrashing won’t always mean she’s feeling left out because she just became the middle child.

Luckily, Liam had a similar reaction when I insisted he take a rest this afternoon, and you better believe I got it on film. And again, since this is pre-baby, I know this has nothing to do with needing extra attention because his world just got turned upside down. This is a simple case of my genes overriding Ben’s genes.



How lucky that most of the time, Ben's genes win.