You'd think with all this time on my hands I'd be writing all the time. But the truth is, I hardly ever think about what I'm going to write until I'm already writing it. And lately I've been in this funky mood (mostly just during the week) because we haven't been as busy as usual and I find myself struggling with finding things to do (that aren't work or house related, there's plenty of that to go around). With Matt's work schedule and only having one car it can make things difficult sometimes.
Cars have become Klaeyton's new obsession. Yesterday we spent a half an hour digging everything out of his toy box so that we could sort through and find all his cars. I'm trying to teach him to keep them in a separate shoe box now so that we don't have to do a daily search. Every time we leave the house now, K has a at least one hand clutching a car. And the way he says "car" is hilarious. He has the thickest Boston accent when he says it. Who knows where that came from?
He's always wanting to put his own shoes on. They end up on the wrong feet most of the time but sometimes I can convince him to switch them. I know wearing your shoes on the wrong feet can't be all that comfortable.
His vocabulary is growing daily. This morning when I put Jasey outside he pointed and said, "Dog Poop" like he knew exactly why she was going outside. Sometimes he just repeats what we say, like when we were leaving today I said "Ready, set, go" and the next thing I know he's saying "set (which comes out a little explicit), go!" a thousand times in a row. Not only is he talking more, but he repeats himself oh about 80,000 times unless you can manage to change the subject to something else he's interested in. For the past two weeks or so he keeps reminding me that Poppy is Bu-bye, out of nowhere. Sometimes I wish I could peek in that little brain of his.
Matt has a blast getting Klaeyton to repeat what he says, from Bosstones to Ewww, he'll do it all. Well...almost. Matt and I have noticed that we can get K to say just about anything except I love you. When I try, he just stares at me. It's fascinating. We'll keep working on it.
Oh the joy of being an ordinary mom.
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Thursday, July 8, 2010
I'm Not Just a Mom...
This morning K was up at 630 for some reason, and I tell you, I was not ready to be awake and moving. But I drug myself out of bed and stumbled into the kitchen to put coffee on and get K some juice. And this is what I was greeted with...
As a mom, I might think "what can I do with these?" I can't keep Klaeyton quiet in line at Target with them, or buy diapers with them or feed them to him. I can't even pretend they're a truck and vroom across the living room with them.
But that is precisely why they were perfect.
As a wife and a woman these were just what I needed. I know I forget that I'm not just a mom. I'm a wife and first and foremost a woman. I like getting flowers for no reason. I like getting dolled up and actually putting make up on for an event other than going to the grocery store. I like looking at things other than vacuums and furniture.
Don't get me wrong, being a mom is def my calling from God, and I wouldn't change it for the world. But I do know that God wants me to remember that before He made me a mom, he made me Matt's wife and this morning I got that small reminder and it brought back a lot of good memories:
When Matt and I first started dating I was student teaching 45 minutes away and had to be up so early. Matt would get up and pack my lunch for me every day. One morning he made me an omelette in bed. It was fantastic.
On my birthday the first year we were together, Matt wrote me a song and sang it to me. I bawled.
He made me cinnamon rolls (which are still my favorite) and watched movies with me when I was so exhausted from teaching.
He always told me how great I was, even when my professors were breathing down my neck .
When I told him I was pregnant with Klaeyton, sobbing hysterically because I was so scared, he just held me and told me everything was going to be ok.
The weekend of my college graduation my hormones were raging and I was mean to everyone in sight. Matt was calm and let me be, never getting angry with me (at least that I ever knew of :)
After a blown up car, 85 degree heat with no a/c and a 12 hour move to Ohio to a house with 5 other people, 2 dogs and 8 puppies, I curled up and cried from exhaustion and defeat. Matt held me and sang I'll Catch You by the Get Up Kids. And he just let me cry.
He wrote me a book telling the story of us to propose marriage. And gave it to me on the beach. It was perfect.
He was with me every second when Klaeyton was born and he told me over and over again how great I was doing.
And even after becoming a father...he still buys me flowers and tells me he loves me.
Yep...that's my husband...
Oh the joy of being an ordinary...wife.
As a mom, I might think "what can I do with these?" I can't keep Klaeyton quiet in line at Target with them, or buy diapers with them or feed them to him. I can't even pretend they're a truck and vroom across the living room with them.
But that is precisely why they were perfect.
As a wife and a woman these were just what I needed. I know I forget that I'm not just a mom. I'm a wife and first and foremost a woman. I like getting flowers for no reason. I like getting dolled up and actually putting make up on for an event other than going to the grocery store. I like looking at things other than vacuums and furniture.
Don't get me wrong, being a mom is def my calling from God, and I wouldn't change it for the world. But I do know that God wants me to remember that before He made me a mom, he made me Matt's wife and this morning I got that small reminder and it brought back a lot of good memories:
When Matt and I first started dating I was student teaching 45 minutes away and had to be up so early. Matt would get up and pack my lunch for me every day. One morning he made me an omelette in bed. It was fantastic.
On my birthday the first year we were together, Matt wrote me a song and sang it to me. I bawled.
He made me cinnamon rolls (which are still my favorite) and watched movies with me when I was so exhausted from teaching.
He always told me how great I was, even when my professors were breathing down my neck .
When I told him I was pregnant with Klaeyton, sobbing hysterically because I was so scared, he just held me and told me everything was going to be ok.
The weekend of my college graduation my hormones were raging and I was mean to everyone in sight. Matt was calm and let me be, never getting angry with me (at least that I ever knew of :)
After a blown up car, 85 degree heat with no a/c and a 12 hour move to Ohio to a house with 5 other people, 2 dogs and 8 puppies, I curled up and cried from exhaustion and defeat. Matt held me and sang I'll Catch You by the Get Up Kids. And he just let me cry.
He wrote me a book telling the story of us to propose marriage. And gave it to me on the beach. It was perfect.
He was with me every second when Klaeyton was born and he told me over and over again how great I was doing.
And even after becoming a father...he still buys me flowers and tells me he loves me.
Yep...that's my husband...
Oh the joy of being an ordinary...wife.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
The Itsy Bitsy Spider
So we've been confined to the house for the past few days due to the crazy heat wave that has hit Ohio. Our poor little window air conditioning unit is definitely overworking itself. My thermostat has read 84 degrees by five p.m. for the last three days. Maybe I'm being wimpy but it just makes me so tired and unmotivated to do pretty much anything. Today I did take K on some errands with me just to get him out of the house, including a trip to the cruddy old Walmart in Elyria. Only because I heard a little rumor that they're closing and had massive amounts of baby stuff on sale. Well, not only did I find three piece sets for Baby Harden #2 for a buck, I also found some tank tops and t-shirts that should fit over my big belly :) and for super cheap. Score!
Klaeyton amazes me every day. His new thing is to walk around the house with adult shoes on and his pants on his head. You'd think after the first time he ran into a wall that he would learn, but definitely not the case. He thinks it's hilarious. And he now laughs every time Matt wears a shirt as a hat.
He's signing a lot more. Today he actually wanted to put pants on his legs (even though he already had shorts on) and just brought them to me and signed for help. The visual of his tight pj pants over his huge shorts was nothing short of absolutely goofy. That sign is probably more useful to me than anything. Klaeyton is actually quite a cautious child. While we were at the church picnic last weekend he went down a slide with another mom and she told me it scared him. It was fast and pretty steep and he flew right out coming down. So as I was watching him later on, I saw him get to top of the slide, look all the way over across some grass to me and start signing for help. Everyone else thought he was clapping but I knew exactly what he wanted. So I went down the slide with him and couldn't help but think about how smart my little man is.
We sing the itsy bitsy spider all the time and yesterday this thought occurred to me. Well, if I put motions to it I bet Klaeyton can mimic them back. He does sign. It's pretty much the same thing right? Duh. So, we're sitting on the couch playing peek-a-boo (which Klaeyton now covers his eyes, of course peeking a little, and then yells BOO as he pulls his hands away) and I start singing the itsy bitsy spider complete with motions. And what do you know, Klaeyton starts doing them back to me. I almost cried. I'm not really sure why, signing has always been a part of what we do. But this was different somehow and at that moment I was so proud of that accomplishment and I couldn't help but think about how many more of those moments I have to come.
Oh the joy of being an ordinary mom.
Klaeyton amazes me every day. His new thing is to walk around the house with adult shoes on and his pants on his head. You'd think after the first time he ran into a wall that he would learn, but definitely not the case. He thinks it's hilarious. And he now laughs every time Matt wears a shirt as a hat.
He's signing a lot more. Today he actually wanted to put pants on his legs (even though he already had shorts on) and just brought them to me and signed for help. The visual of his tight pj pants over his huge shorts was nothing short of absolutely goofy. That sign is probably more useful to me than anything. Klaeyton is actually quite a cautious child. While we were at the church picnic last weekend he went down a slide with another mom and she told me it scared him. It was fast and pretty steep and he flew right out coming down. So as I was watching him later on, I saw him get to top of the slide, look all the way over across some grass to me and start signing for help. Everyone else thought he was clapping but I knew exactly what he wanted. So I went down the slide with him and couldn't help but think about how smart my little man is.
We sing the itsy bitsy spider all the time and yesterday this thought occurred to me. Well, if I put motions to it I bet Klaeyton can mimic them back. He does sign. It's pretty much the same thing right? Duh. So, we're sitting on the couch playing peek-a-boo (which Klaeyton now covers his eyes, of course peeking a little, and then yells BOO as he pulls his hands away) and I start singing the itsy bitsy spider complete with motions. And what do you know, Klaeyton starts doing them back to me. I almost cried. I'm not really sure why, signing has always been a part of what we do. But this was different somehow and at that moment I was so proud of that accomplishment and I couldn't help but think about how many more of those moments I have to come.
Oh the joy of being an ordinary mom.
Saturday, July 3, 2010
It's a....
Matt and I had a nice well deserved break thanks to my mom. She took Klaeyton to West Virginia Thursday night. Well... actually we took him over there Thursday morning and didn't pick him up until Friday evening. I was able to relax, get some work done, enjoy some one on one time with Matt and believe it or not I slept till 9 am yesterday morning. It was bliss. I woke up feeling more refreshed than I have in a very long time.
Well last night I was reminded of why I needed a break to begin with. On top of the terrible dreams I've been having Klaeyton was up at least three times screaming for at least twenty minutes each time around. And of course I was so tired I gave in. I know. Shame on me. But I just wanted to sleep. Today one of the many goals I have is to do some toddler sleep research so that I can get him sleeping through the night again.
Back tracking a little, when I went to get Klaeyton from Grammy and Poppy's last night, I was stoked. I missed my little man. And I knew Matt did too since yesterday morning he started mimicking Klaeyton as he walked around the house (which by the way was quite hilarious). However, K could have probably stuck around with Poppy and that riding lawn mower a little longer. He ran away from me as I tried to hug him! I almost didn't know how to react. It just goes to show how much his personality is developing. Of course like I said he was clingy enough last night to make up for it ;)
Well... I went for the ultrasound yesterday. I am so thankful to Amy for letting her student scan me :) It was a blast. Before I reveal the gender of Baby Harden #2 I would like to say that in the very beginning of this pregnancy I was completely anti-girl, just wanting another little boy to love on. Well, everyone kept telling me little girls were cute and so much fun to dress up and after watching two dance recitals this summer I began to get that girl itch that I had when I was first pregnant with Klaeyton. In fact I had convinced myself that since this pregnancy has been so different, that I must be having a girl, but alas, God must believe I'm a momma who can handle a houseful of boys. Yep. Baby Harden #2 is a boy :) Amy wants me to come back in because we couldn't get an extremely clear picture of said baby's little boy parts but her and her student are pretty darn sure of what they saw. My midwives will be ordering another ultrasound here in a couple weeks also so even though we're 90% sure, we'll be positive soon enough :)
Disappointed? I was a little at first, but like I said, God knows what's best and I know he is giving me what I'm supposed to have and as long as he's healthy, I can't even think of the slightest complaint. Actually I am pretty excited at the prospect of loving on another little man and even more so that Klaeyton will have a little brother to play with.
Time to get on the baby planning :)
Oh the joy of being an ordinary mom.
Well last night I was reminded of why I needed a break to begin with. On top of the terrible dreams I've been having Klaeyton was up at least three times screaming for at least twenty minutes each time around. And of course I was so tired I gave in. I know. Shame on me. But I just wanted to sleep. Today one of the many goals I have is to do some toddler sleep research so that I can get him sleeping through the night again.
Back tracking a little, when I went to get Klaeyton from Grammy and Poppy's last night, I was stoked. I missed my little man. And I knew Matt did too since yesterday morning he started mimicking Klaeyton as he walked around the house (which by the way was quite hilarious). However, K could have probably stuck around with Poppy and that riding lawn mower a little longer. He ran away from me as I tried to hug him! I almost didn't know how to react. It just goes to show how much his personality is developing. Of course like I said he was clingy enough last night to make up for it ;)
Well... I went for the ultrasound yesterday. I am so thankful to Amy for letting her student scan me :) It was a blast. Before I reveal the gender of Baby Harden #2 I would like to say that in the very beginning of this pregnancy I was completely anti-girl, just wanting another little boy to love on. Well, everyone kept telling me little girls were cute and so much fun to dress up and after watching two dance recitals this summer I began to get that girl itch that I had when I was first pregnant with Klaeyton. In fact I had convinced myself that since this pregnancy has been so different, that I must be having a girl, but alas, God must believe I'm a momma who can handle a houseful of boys. Yep. Baby Harden #2 is a boy :) Amy wants me to come back in because we couldn't get an extremely clear picture of said baby's little boy parts but her and her student are pretty darn sure of what they saw. My midwives will be ordering another ultrasound here in a couple weeks also so even though we're 90% sure, we'll be positive soon enough :)
Disappointed? I was a little at first, but like I said, God knows what's best and I know he is giving me what I'm supposed to have and as long as he's healthy, I can't even think of the slightest complaint. Actually I am pretty excited at the prospect of loving on another little man and even more so that Klaeyton will have a little brother to play with.
Time to get on the baby planning :)
Oh the joy of being an ordinary mom.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Pros and Cons
I definitely know this blog will be all over the place, especially since it's been over a week since I've been able to do it. First off, we received terrible news about the MacBook. It's kaput. They found liquid damage which completely voids our warranty and would cost us 750 big ones to fix. So that officially stinks. So now, we made the dreaded switch back to Windows until we can get a big lump sum to buy a new Mac. Oh how I miss it. Windows just isn't my thing. It's a huge pain in the rear. But we'll manage. As long as I'm able to work (since most of what I do involves a computer), and Matt is able to get his school work done (which is all on computer) it'll be fine :)
Klaeyton is spending today and tomorrow with Grammy on a road trip to West Virginia to see extended family. It's a well needed break for the both of us. I forgot how tiresome it is to be at home with him all the time. Don't get me wrong...I wouldn't trade it for the world. But there are definitely pros and cons.
For instance, I love waking up to him giggling and laughing, running first thing into the pantry to get fruit snacks. But I loathe the days when he wakes up mid tantrum and screams for the first thirty minutes because he's still tired. I love meal times when we sit and eat together and carry on conversations that no one else could comprehend. I dread the fight when he wants to eat a whole jar of pickles and I cut him off after 4. I love when he sits in my lap and we read books and talk about dogs and balloons and his new favorite obsession, cars and trucks. However, it can ride my nerves when he insists on playing by himself and gets frustrated because something isn't going exactly his way and he whines and whines. But I love that last hour of awake time when we snuggle on the couch and watch a movie or Rugrats and he just lets me love on him. Bed times are getting easier but staying there is still a trial sometimes. But I know I just need to firm up and not give in to those wails in the middle of the night. The last few months I've seen this baby turn into a toddler with his own personality and as it makes me sad to see, I can't express the joy in knowing that he's growing because of Matt and I. It's a feeling only a parent can understand. He's going to be such a great big brother.
Speaking of big brother, tomorrow is the day we find out if K will have a baby brother or a baby sister. I'm so very excited to find out. Partially because then I'll feel like I can really start preparing. I'm sure there will be a blog posted shortly after so stay tuned :)
Oh the joy of being an ordinary mom.
Klaeyton is spending today and tomorrow with Grammy on a road trip to West Virginia to see extended family. It's a well needed break for the both of us. I forgot how tiresome it is to be at home with him all the time. Don't get me wrong...I wouldn't trade it for the world. But there are definitely pros and cons.
For instance, I love waking up to him giggling and laughing, running first thing into the pantry to get fruit snacks. But I loathe the days when he wakes up mid tantrum and screams for the first thirty minutes because he's still tired. I love meal times when we sit and eat together and carry on conversations that no one else could comprehend. I dread the fight when he wants to eat a whole jar of pickles and I cut him off after 4. I love when he sits in my lap and we read books and talk about dogs and balloons and his new favorite obsession, cars and trucks. However, it can ride my nerves when he insists on playing by himself and gets frustrated because something isn't going exactly his way and he whines and whines. But I love that last hour of awake time when we snuggle on the couch and watch a movie or Rugrats and he just lets me love on him. Bed times are getting easier but staying there is still a trial sometimes. But I know I just need to firm up and not give in to those wails in the middle of the night. The last few months I've seen this baby turn into a toddler with his own personality and as it makes me sad to see, I can't express the joy in knowing that he's growing because of Matt and I. It's a feeling only a parent can understand. He's going to be such a great big brother.
Speaking of big brother, tomorrow is the day we find out if K will have a baby brother or a baby sister. I'm so very excited to find out. Partially because then I'll feel like I can really start preparing. I'm sure there will be a blog posted shortly after so stay tuned :)
Oh the joy of being an ordinary mom.
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