15 Month Stats (two weeks late)

I was late making Hunter's 15 month well check appointment so we weren't able to get in until yesterday (he's almost 15 1/2 months old now). He did fine in the waiting room but once we were back in the room with the nurse he basically freaked out. I had to hold him for most of the exam by both the nurse and the doctor. I'm not sure if it was just "stranger danger" or he is now starting to remember being there and having shots. Despite the crying the doctor said he seems to be perfectly healthy and developing right on track which is great news. He had to get three shots (poor baby) but as soon as it was over I picked him up and gave him an animal cracker and all was right in the world again.

Someone does NOT enjoy the doctors office.

 

Official 15 months stats:

Weight- 27.75lbs (88th percentile)

He's gained just over a pound since his 12 month visit. I actually thought he weighed more. Now that he's so active he's not gaining weight as quickly.

 

Height- 31 inches (54th percentile)

He's grown 3/4" since his 12 month visit. He's seems to be taking after mama in the height department, hopefully that will change as he gets older.

 

Head Circumference- 51cms (97th percentile)

Still a big head but it hasn't gotten bigger and he's finally growing into it.

 

He also has two new words for a total of 5 - mama, dada, uh-oh, cat-ty(kitty), doggie, ear

 

When we got home I let him run around outside for a bit and he was back to his old happy self.

How much is Too Much?

Something I've been wrestling with lately, and part of why I haven't been posting as much, is because I've been thinking more and more about how much information is appropriate to put on this little ol' blog of mine. I realize that I'm not a "big" blogger with thousands of people reading each day. And thank GOD for that, too be honest it would creep me out. But the fact is anyone can stumble upon this little space of mine and read about my life. I try to keep a certain level of privacy, I don't advertise our last name (though it has appeared a few times), or our address, or my social security number etc. My goal is to keep as little about myself and especially my son off of potential google searches.

My husband knows about this blog, however he doesn't read it (so he claims) and very rarely will he specifically tell me not to blog about something (typically something embarrassing that he's done) but I always try to think to myself "would it bother me if he wrote that about me on the Internet?" before I post anything about him. The same goes for my son. I would never want him (or his friends or future wife) to read this blog when he's older and be embarrassed or upset about what I put out there for the world to read or see. At the same time I do view this blog as a diary of sorts. As a memory keeper since I am horrible about writing things down and my memory is shit. I also don't ever want to sugar coat things or put on an appearance of having some picture perfect life by only posting the good stuff, because I don't, and because I think it's important to also remember the bad times, the hard times. It's how you grow and how you learn.

I read a lot of blogs and there are many (that shall remain nameless) where I just shake my head at the stuff they put out there for everyone, including their children when they are older, to read.  Yes you can delete posts but nothing is ever really gone from the Internet and considering how much more advanced our children are with technology nowadays I'm sure it wouldn't be hard to find these things.

So basically I've been wrestling with how much I really want to put on here in regards to my relationship with my husband and my child and his development. Yes these are my stories to tell but they are their stories as well.

Where do you draw the line with what you post?  

SWW

Happy Wednesday!

 

Another Wednesday = another round of So What Wednesday with Shannon.

 

This week I'm saying So What if:

 

-I'm incredibly annoyed that my 4 month old laptop is not working, as in it won't even turn on! It's under warranty so I'm sending it back to hopefully be repaired or replaced. I'm just hoping my brother can get all my photos off of the hard drive first.

 

-I hate sitting inside all day at work when it's (finally) beautiful outside. I just want to go play at the park with my son. But at least I have my own windows so that's a plus right?

 

-Everynight I say I'm going to wake up early to work out and every morning I decide my bed is much too comfy for doing crazy things like working out early.

 

-I finally broke down and got an Old Navy credit card, despite always refusing to have store cards (too tempting). But considering that almost all of mine and Hunters clothes come from there it makes sense to get the extra savings and rewards from the card.

 

-I FINALLY got Hunters first year photobook yesterday and I'm obsessed with it. It turned out so well *pats myself on the back*.

 

-I was seriously upset last week when I saw that there wouldn't be a new episode of Scandal for three weeks! I LOVE that show and I hate having to wait so long between episodes.

 

-I'm actually dreading this weekend. On Saturday I have to drive up to PA for my best friends mother's funeral. She passed away last week after a tough battle with ALS and it's just so sad and unfair. I hate funerals but it's important that I'm there for my friend and to pay my respects in person.

 



Weekend Update- Including Catfish and NOT the Internet kind

On Saturday morning, Kristian woke up at the crack of down to go fishing with some guys on his buddy's new boat down on the Potomac in D.C. Thankfully Hunter did me a favor and slept until 7:30am which is always a treat on the weekends. When he woke up I pulled him and Moxie into bed for some morning snuggles.

 

After breakfast we had a small coloring session. Hunter still tries to eat the crayons but he's slowing getting better at coloring. I've also noticed he tends to use his left hand for both this and when using utensils. This makes his left-handed father very excited.

 

Kristian's fishing trip was a success and he caught a 50lb catfish!!! This thing is a monster. He threw it back, after taking numerous photos.

 

Meanwhile Hunter was at home taking a 2 1/2 hour nap. He was resting up for grandmas visit.

 

When Hunter woke up from his nap my mom, brother and brother's girlfriend arrived. My brother was taking his girlfriend to look at engagement rings (!) and then Kristian and I went out to dinner with them while my mom watched Hunter. Apparently my mom wore him out because he slept great Saturday night as well.

 

Sunday was filled with a long trip to the park and walk on a new trail we found, followed by my inlaws coming over to our house for dinner. Hunter got to see both grandmas this weekend was loving every minute of it.

 

Now that spring is FINALLY here and the weather is beautiful this week we decided to take advantage of it by going out to dinner last night at our favorite Mexican restaurant and eating outside.

 

Once again Hunter was coloring with his left hand.

 

Eating and being outside are his two favorite things so combining them made him super excited. He loved watching the cars go by and all the people on the sidewalk. Much better than just staring at mommy and daddy during dinner.

 

After dinner we walked to get some frozen custard which we brought home and ate outside while Hunter played with our neighbors little boy.

 

It was a good couple days.

Just as it should be

When I found out I was pregnant I immediately began to wonder if this little person inside of me was a little boy or a little girl. Even though I told people I didn't care if it was a boy or a girl I not so secretly was hoping for a house full of pink in my future. It wasn't that I didn't want a son it's just that I was scared of having a son. Much like my husband is scared of having a daughter one day (I think his gun collection will grow exponentially if we ever do).

Despite having two older brothers, I didn't know much about life with a little boy. I didn't know how I was going to play with him. How we were going to bond.  I'm a girly girl through and through. Tea parties? Check! Dress up? Check! Doll babies? You got it! But a little boy?

Once we found out we were having a son visions of sticks and dirt and trains and legos replaced the tea parties and barbie dolls (and yes I realize these are complete generalizations and gender stereotypes, it is what it is). I wouldn't say I was disappointed when I found out we were having a boy, after all I did (and still do) ideally want one of each, I was just nervous about how we would bond.

Growing up I was a mama's girl. I was my mom's little shadow, always wanting to be with her, dressing up in her clothes and playing in her makeup. That's what I knew and I had always envisioned a similar relationship one day with my daughter. Having a son, I knew Kristian would have no trouble bonding; they would go camping, fishing, play with trucks ect. But what about me? I have no interest in camping, fishing bores me and I don't know how to "play" trucks. Yes I realize this all sounds ridiculous but these were my thoughts and fears.

But here I am 15 months later and I can say with 110% certainty that I LOVE LOVE LOVE being a boy mom. I can't imagine not having this little man in my life. Yes he is very much a "typical" boy. He loves to crash his firetruck into the wall, he loves to run around in the woods out back and pick up sticks, he is already rough and tumble and exactly as I picture his daddy to be as a toddler. But he is also incredibly sweet and loving and extremely funny. He will randomly stop what he's doing to come give me a hug. He will hold onto my legs in the morning while I put on makeup and rest his head on my shoulder as I carry him to bed. And when he blows me a kiss as I leave him at daycare? Basically I melt into a puddle of mommy love. He's my little buddy, my lovebug, my most favoritest little boy in the whole wide world.

And as for those fears of "how will I play with him?" well turns out that I'm a natural boy mom. I quite enjoy playing with the building blocks and racing cars with him on the coffee table. I love playing outside with him and watch him run around the playground, always wanting to climb on things. I'm excited to watch him catch his first fish and play in his first soccer game. I love knowing that I am the first woman that he will ever love and I get weepy picturing us dancing together at his wedding.

As I was sitting on the living room floor the other day helping him put together his lego blocks I couldn't help but smile knowing without a shred of doubt that having this little boy in my life, having a son, was just as it should be.

SWW

Happy Wednesday!

 

Linking up with Shannon another round of So What Wednesday.

 

This week I'm saying So What if:

 

-Last night when I got home from work I saw that Kristian had bought me flowers and a card and the first thing I said (after Thank You, course) was "What did you do?" I was only kidding...sorta. Apparently he just really likes me.

 

-This morning I washed my hair twice because I literally couldn't remember if I had washed my hair 2 minutes after I had finished. Needless to say I wasn't fully awake yet and my short term memory is shit.

 

-I'm really excited that my brother is taking his girlfriend ring shopping this weekend. I would love to have her as a sister-in-law and at the age of 40 it's about time my brother settles down.

 

-I think the fact that Hunter will now blow kisses on command is probably the cutest thing ever.

 

-I'm having a hard time figuring out when the hell to workout (which I actually want to do), it's either at 5am before Hunter wakes up or 8pm after he goes to bed. Neither sound appealing. When do full time working moms find the time to workout??

 

-The fact that I'm still having to wear a winter coat and gloves in APRIL is pissing me off.

 

-I hate the fact that it's so freaking expensive to eat healthy. I've been trying to buy more fresh fruits and veggies and lean meats and our grocery bill is out of control. No wonder so many Americans are fat when it's much cheaper to eat shitty food. 

Easter 2013

We had a very low key Easter this year.

 

We painted some eggs on Saturday but Hunter wasn't very interested. I'm hoping next year he'll be able to participate in some egg dyeing a little more.  

 

After I put him to bed on Saturday I the Easter Bunny put together his Easter basket.

Iced animal crackers, cinnamon animal crackers, a chocolate bunny (which Kristian will probably eat), some smoothie pouches, a new book, some flashcards and a little soccer ball (which Moxie has already destroyed. Sigh.)

 

Sunday morning I let him dig into his basket and it was a big hit. I had to let him dig into the animal crackers immediately.

 



 

We then got dressed to meet my mom for brunch. Hunter got to wear his first tie (which velcroed in the back) and looked like such a little man.

He basically freaked out when I took the paci out of his mouth for a couple of pictures with his bunny ears on. Is it wrong that these photos make me laugh? Poor guy. 

 

We got to the restaurant a bit early so we took a few pictures next door by a cute little gazebo. It was good thing we took some photos before brunch because he had food ALL over himself and his clothes afterwards (as I suspected would happen).

 

We had a very nice meal. All the waitresses commented on how cute Hunter looked with his tie on. After we got home he proceeded to take an almost 3 hour nap! I guess all the food along with seeing grandma really wore him out!. The rest of the day was spent playing and watching basketball with daddy. I'm hoping next year Hunter will be able to participate in an Easter egg hunt. We felt that he was still a bit too little this year and wouldn't really 'get it'.

 

I hope everyone had an enjoyable Easter.