Today is week 17 and I'm feeling lots of little baby movements today as I sit here and take the time to notice it. I started to feel a few flutters around 15 weeks and noticed more at 16 weeks. I'm not sure if its just because I'm relaxing and taking time to notice or what, but he or she seems to be very active right now and I'm loving it!!
Silas is loving watching my belly get bigger and will often come up to me, notice my belly sticking out, and stop to rub the baby saying, "the baby is getting bigger!"
That's all for now...just wanted to jot down the sweet movements I'm noticing today!
Monday, April 22, 2013
Monday, April 15, 2013
Kissable cheeks
Tonight I snuggled with Silas in his bed to talk about his day (every night he says he wants to "talk about my day") and as I was telling him goodnight, I found myself unable to stop kissing his deliciously clean, smelly-good, soft cheeks. Oh my goodness, I want to kiss those cheeks forever!!
After I put him to bed, I went to the bathroom to get ready for bed. I found myself thinking about those sweet cheeks and wishing I could bury my nose in his cheeks and neck crease again. Pretty soon little man came wandering into the bathroom to go to potty again and I told him I'd been thinking about his cheeks and wishing I could kiss them again. He got a big grin on is face and said, "you want to kiss my cheeks again!?" It's silly how excited I was to smell him again, to kiss those cheeks, and relish his sweet giggles as I kissed him.
Age 3 is proving to be challenging in ways but also so much fun. I love hearing Silas' stories, listening to his amazing vocabulary, and watching him develop into an amazing young child. He is rambunctious, he is ornery at times, and he is crazy....but he is oh so sweet at times, so affectionate towards me, and so fun. I wish I could bottle up moments of every age to savor forever to open and remember at times where I feel time is going too fast and I just need to grasp a bit of baby or little boy.
That's all for now. I'm leaving you with a picture of my little helper who drug the garbage can all the way in from the street...and was so proud of himself!
After I put him to bed, I went to the bathroom to get ready for bed. I found myself thinking about those sweet cheeks and wishing I could bury my nose in his cheeks and neck crease again. Pretty soon little man came wandering into the bathroom to go to potty again and I told him I'd been thinking about his cheeks and wishing I could kiss them again. He got a big grin on is face and said, "you want to kiss my cheeks again!?" It's silly how excited I was to smell him again, to kiss those cheeks, and relish his sweet giggles as I kissed him.
Age 3 is proving to be challenging in ways but also so much fun. I love hearing Silas' stories, listening to his amazing vocabulary, and watching him develop into an amazing young child. He is rambunctious, he is ornery at times, and he is crazy....but he is oh so sweet at times, so affectionate towards me, and so fun. I wish I could bottle up moments of every age to savor forever to open and remember at times where I feel time is going too fast and I just need to grasp a bit of baby or little boy.
That's all for now. I'm leaving you with a picture of my little helper who drug the garbage can all the way in from the street...and was so proud of himself!
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Making progress!
Such a sweet moment yesterday that I wanted to share...
When I picked up Silas from daycare yesterday his teacher told me he'd had to be removed from an area because he was knocking over Lego towers that other kids had built and taking their Legos. I assured her we'd have a talk. So in the car I talked to him about his behavior and told him no TV or iPad that night since he'd gotten in trouble at daycare. He cried and had a mini-meltdown about it and we had the discussion one more in time in the car before we got home and nothing else was said about it.
When I put Silas to bed, we said out goodnights, gave hugs and kisses and had even spent extra snuggling. I left his room and heard him call my name. I usually don't go back in once we've said goodnight because he tends to call us back in to stall going to bed. For some reason, last night I went back in and he said, "I'm sorry I knocked over the blocks, Mommy. I won't do it again." My heart melted and I told him how proud I was that he had told me sorry on his own.
Moments like those make me realize all the battles and times when I feel like nothing I'm saying is getting across to him, are worth it and that he sometimes he really is listening. It also made me thankful for the approach I had taken with him in just talking with him about it. I love that kid!!!
When I picked up Silas from daycare yesterday his teacher told me he'd had to be removed from an area because he was knocking over Lego towers that other kids had built and taking their Legos. I assured her we'd have a talk. So in the car I talked to him about his behavior and told him no TV or iPad that night since he'd gotten in trouble at daycare. He cried and had a mini-meltdown about it and we had the discussion one more in time in the car before we got home and nothing else was said about it.
When I put Silas to bed, we said out goodnights, gave hugs and kisses and had even spent extra snuggling. I left his room and heard him call my name. I usually don't go back in once we've said goodnight because he tends to call us back in to stall going to bed. For some reason, last night I went back in and he said, "I'm sorry I knocked over the blocks, Mommy. I won't do it again." My heart melted and I told him how proud I was that he had told me sorry on his own.
Moments like those make me realize all the battles and times when I feel like nothing I'm saying is getting across to him, are worth it and that he sometimes he really is listening. It also made me thankful for the approach I had taken with him in just talking with him about it. I love that kid!!!
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