tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37020988124836970332024-03-13T00:59:07.350-04:00Trekker 4LifeBoldy going into the frontier known as parenthood...Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.comBlogger145125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-8450227485397654972019-04-04T12:49:00.003-04:002019-04-04T12:51:14.688-04:00Wow! It's been how long?Where has the time gone? I really haven't posted on here for over a year? The kids are so much bigger now and so much has changed. I can't believe I forgot to do a post for when Roman started Pre-K. But to say we had a lot going on would be an understatement. It saddens me I haven't kept up with my blog. Not for any readers I may have, which I'm pretty sure is non existent. But its a diary of sorts, a way to remember what's been happening in our lives. As one day runs into the next, it all becomes a blur and its really sad on my part I haven't been keeping track. I mean, Roman is almost done with his first year of school, what? Dominic starts Pre-K in the fall and just like that they are both out of the house.<br />
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The biggest change is we moved into a house with more space for everyone. We were really starting to feel cramped in our first home. We spent almost a year looking in and around the city we live in and would you believe we found a house in the exact neighborhood we were living in? We really were not trying to stay in the area, we wanted a change, but this is were we ended up, <i>c'est la vie</i>. And of course all this happened, the move, Roman's first week of school and Mike going to Italy (bad timing) the exact same week. I would just like to say, never sell your house and buy a house at the same time. Nobody needs that level of stress. If we ever move again, we're selling the house, hiring movers and I'm not doing a thing. I hired movers to unpack our POD (since Mike wasn't here) and that was the best thing ever. I used the app <a href="https://vanmile.com/" target="_blank">VanMile</a> and they had someone out the next day. So people, that's the way to go, don't try to do it yourself. <br />
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Let's see, what else, Roman loves school. I definitely like the structure it provides. Since he's in PreK they provide the breakfast and lunch, so he's also exposed to different foods, which is good since he's such a picky eater. He's getting better about talking to new people and not as shy. A much bigger interest in reading than before. He actually gets excited about reading. I know it'll be good for Dominic to go next year as well, I just worry since he'll only just be 4 when he goes how he will react. Roman was almost 5 when he went so he was more mature. I guess time will tell and if Dominic is really struggling we can always pull him out and wait another year.<br />
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In other news we ended up giving Coco away. The boys were just too rough and everyone was stressed. We gave her to a friend and she is thriving where she is and I love seeing updates on her. Such a sweet doggie. Will there be another dog in our future? I don't know. Its been over a year since having a dog and I still miss Leela but I don't miss the responsibility of dog ownership. I think we'll just stay cat people for a while. When that special dog comes along we will know it.<br />
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So that's about it. Just been staying busy raising kids, working on the house (updating old fixtures, yardwork, etc), meetings and service, basically <b>life</b>. I still try to take a portion of every day and just slow down for one minute. If it means sitting on the couch when Dominic says, "mommy, sit" and points next to him because he wants to cuddle, or stopping whatever I'm doing to see whatever Roman wants me to look at because I know now, how fast it all goes. Roman is constantly telling us he loves us and we have to say "I love you too" right back and he'll smile. Dominic still says "I lo'l you" all the time but now punctuates it with sloppy kisses (probably why I've been sick all month). I notice I don't pick up Roman as much as I used to, he's getting too long and gangly. I can only carry him for a short time now. Just another part of growing up. The current words he gets wrong are hamburger, <i>hangabur</i> and basket, <i>backset</i>. Which are so cute, and don't nobody correct him, because I love it.<br />
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I have more things to post about the boys but I'll try and write another post devoted exclusively to them. Becuase this post is turning into a novella. Thanks for stopping by and catching up. We are still here, just been busy. Till next time...<br />
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<br />Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-40617846200415943612018-01-11T13:46:00.000-05:002018-01-11T13:46:59.978-05:00Losing a PetThis post is a departure from my usual fare of kid life and travels. Last August our first baby, our furbaby Leela was diagnosed with cancer. A mass appeared on her right leg in June and grew rapidly.<br />
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Treatment was too expensive and our normal vet couldn't do the surgery because of the location, we would have had to go to a specialist. So we decided to make sure she was happy and comfortable and not in pain. That stupid tumor kept growing, her last few weeks I could tell it was hurting her to walk. We increased the pain meds, I had her on a holistic diet, trying to get every last day we could with her. But then the time came, we knew we had to let her go. She stopped eating, could barely walk and she was suffering. We did the kind thing and her euthanized in December. Its not an easy decision to make but we were there with her till the end telling her we loved her and giving her hugs and kisses. <br />
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Its been a month since we had to say goodbye. I thought, ok, we'll be fine. We'll just be cat people. I have my girl Padme and my boy Vader. But when you have had a dog companion for over 9 years the house is so quiet when they aren't there anymore. I mean don't get me wrong, the boys are super loud and crazy as ever. But when they are asleep or out and you don't have your dog buddy there it feels so empty. We've been going on weekends to different shelters looking at their dogs. Mike would find one he liked or I would find one I liked but we couldn't agree on the same one. It got to the point I was getting anxiety searching for another dog. I decided enough, we aren't going to look anymore I can't take this stress. Then on Tuesday, I was near the Charlotte shelter after work and decided to just pop in and walk through the dog section. And there she was, happy little face, tail wagging, running up to the door to greet me. This tiny little dog not even phased by all the other dogs barking and making noise. I knew I wanted a smaller dog around 20-30 pounds only because so many places discriminate against larger dogs. There would be times we wanted to take Leela and the people would tell us no she's too big. It didn't matter she was completely housebroken and would never do anything in the house. So I ask to see this little tiny happy dog. They bring her into the meet and greet room and she runs right up to me giving me kisses. She melted my heart and I decided to adopt her. I couldn't bring her home till the next day because she had to be spayed. That night and the next morning I felt like I was betraying Leela by getting another dog. How could I do this to her, replace her? But here's the thing, she can never be replaced. She will always be our first baby, we brought her home as a 10 week old puppy and raised her and trained her. We gave her a home and a family. She will never be forgotten and was an important part of our lives all those years. By getting another dog, another pet, is a testament to her memory and how incredibly awesome she was to us. <br />
So me and the boys picked up our new doggy yesterday. Even though she just had surgery she saw the loud, rambunctious boys and wagged her tail and tried to lick them. They were both so excited. As we got in the car Roman said, Mommy, Leela will like the doggy. Yes, Roman, Leela would have loved her.<br />
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<br />Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-41142808140897196172017-08-22T12:30:00.000-04:002017-08-22T12:37:04.204-04:00Time keeps marching onI looked at my blog and I realized I haven't posted since March. That's just awful. I've thought about posts and what to write and just as quickly the idea disappears. Some things seem redundant if I post again. A lot of what we do day to day is the same and doesn't seem post worthy. I had to scroll back through my photos to see what we've done since March. Me and my mom took the boys to the beach back in April all the way down in Florida. We had a super fun time, just sight seeing, chilling and meeting up with friends. I wish all vacations were that relaxing. Not to mention the boys absolutely loved the water and the beaches near Saint Augustine are superb.<br />
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Lots of trips to the park, shopping and Target. Me and Mike took off for a quick weekend to Barcelona, while fun, was exhausting. The food was amazing. Let's see that brings us almost into summer, more trips to the park, lots of water activities either pool or splashpads. My grandmother Martinez passed away end of May and almost the whole family on my mom's side converged in Oxnard to celebrate her life. It was nice seeing everyone even though it was a sad occasion. Back home, more of the same, trip to Durham and day at the beach with the fam, Regional Convention in Greenville, weekend in DC for a race with my cousins. That brings us to August, lazy summer days, movies in the park, trips to the library and Ikea. So that's what we've been up too.<br />
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Boys are doing good, getting big. Roman likes to build things and redesign whatever he's building. He's currently obsessed with Angry Birds. Why can't he be obsessed with an educational game? Dominic has a great imagination, he'll be flying his plane making plane noise, or marching to something, talking on the phone (if its a real phone or a remote it doesn't matter), walking around playing his guitar. He still loves to laugh and give kisses and hugs. They are both super active and when they get going are completely wild and loud. Eh but whatever, you are only a kid once. Roman is going to be four soon and I can see the difference between him and Dominic. Its so nice having a kid who understands what you are saying and mostly listens. I say mostly because, c'mon, he's still Roman and he still does his silent protest of laying on the ground and not moving or taking off at high speed into a roped off area because hey its roped off lets check it out. Dominic has a great high pitch cry he likes to do when something isn't going his way. I can't wait for this phase to pass. But then again they are growing fast. Roman now has a big boy bed and we took the crib rail off Dominic's bed converting it into a toddler bed. :( No more babies in our house, just a toddler and a little boy. Even on the days when they are driving me crazy at the end of the day I love them so much and just give them hugs and kisses even though Roman says ewww stop mommy.<br />
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Anyways, here's a video from our summer. Enjoy!<br />
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<br />Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-91463284413880135382017-03-21T14:33:00.002-04:002017-03-21T14:34:11.971-04:00No, No, NoWhen Roman was about 15 months old I started getting newsletters from BabyCenter talking about how the child's vocabulary will start to expand. One of their new favorite things to say will be No and how to deal with that problem when it started. So I waited and waited. Roman turned 2, then 2 1/2 and finally 3 before he started saying No. But he never said it like you hear, no, no, no. Just a matter of fact, No, I don't like that and he moved on. So I was like, hmph, okay, every kid is different I guess. Then comes along Mr. Dominic. He's been saying various words for a few months now. And his favorite thing to say is No. Not just one No, multiple no's in escalating voice till he is screaming it. Course I can't remember what BabyCenter said about how to deal with this problem. And frankly I'm too tired to care.<br />
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I am just amazed how two kids can be so different. Roman has always been full tilt, running in every direction with tons of energy. He just doesn't stop. Dominic, he likes to play, but he listens more, doesn't wander off too far (I say too far because in comparison Roman would take off at full speed in the mall and be on the other side before I even got out of the store. Hence, why he constantly wore his Monkey backpack till he was 3). Dominic tends to stay in a 10 - 15 foot radius of us which is fine. Dominic loves to give snuggles and kisses. Roman wants a quick hug (usually to see what's on the counter and if its something to eat) then to be put back down so he can get back to business. Roman started off eating everything, but as he gets older he's getting pickier and prefers all food Italian. Dominic is a more open eater, willing to try anything at least once and he prefers rice and beans with a side of avocado per his Mexican heritage. Dominic is more into books and will sit quietly and play. Roman is into trains and making things crash. Dominic is very gentle with the dog and cats and Roman is pulling their tails. Roman is real smart, he knows his alphabet and numbers and he's constantly spelling out names and words that he sees. Both boys enjoy music and will dance. Roman sings along with me to Lady Gaga, Bruno Mars and Twenty One Pilots. And of course some of their favorite shows are Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, Masha and the Bear, Disney Animated Collection and they watch Voyager and Star Trek Movies with me. <br />
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I am excited to watch these little guys grow but it would be nice if they slow down just a bit. Because Dominic will be 2 in June and Roman will be 4! in September. <br />
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<br />Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-56765569351958300072016-12-12T13:29:00.001-05:002016-12-12T14:20:26.898-05:00Fly the Friendly SkiesAfter doing a whirlwind trip to California I came back with a couple of insights while flying with small children. I don't really have an issue on the plane with my kids (the airport on the other hand, oy vey! Sometimes Roman just doesn't want to walk). They have both been flying since a young age so they know the drill. I usually have a car seat for Roman and as soon as we take off he usually knocks right out. Course now that he is getting bigger he likes sitting in the regular seat too like a big person. Dominic does best when he can get down after he wakes up. He likes to stand and walk a bit in between our seats. Gives him a little freedom and keeps him from getting antsy from sitting all those hours. I like flying non stop because I don't have to worry about lugging the kids around an airport but when there is a layover its nice too because it breaks up a long flight and everyone can stretch their legs. Unless you have a short connection time and by the time you do a potty break you barely make it to your next flight which is in completely different terminal (true story, had ten minutes to spare before take off). I carry snacks and the kids tablets and now that they have wi-fi on planes I can play a movie for them on the airplane's entertainment page. Finding Nemo was a big hit on the way to California.<br />
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What I did want to mention is if you are flying and see a parent struggling don't be afraid to ask if they need help. This lady sitting two rows in front of me, her poor kid was cry/screaming for the whole first hour and a half of the flight. I mean loud! He woke Dominic up. No one offered to help her or asked if she needed anything. The lady right in front of me was all annoyed. I got up and sat with her for a bit, asked if she needed anything and just talked to her for a few minutes. I couldn't actually hold her son since I had Dominic but in those few moments, her son calmed down and at least she knew she wasn't alone. Since I was traveling alone with the kids this time it was hard for me to walk on the plane carrying Dominic and a car seat. The first flight, one of the flight attendants helped me, the second one, I struggled halfway down the plane before a nice gentleman got up and carried the seat the rest of the way for me and my last flight when we were in line to board a guy behind me carried the seat all the way on the plane for me. That really helped me a lot. I know, people with no kids wonder why people with kids have to be in the same space with them. But try to put yourself in their shoes. They don't want their kid screaming on the plane, they are probably embarrassed and tired and just wish they were in their final destination already. Even if you can't help a kind word and a smile go a long way. That's my little tip during this busy travel season. Safe travels everyone!<br />
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<br />Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-87805117988051441502016-08-29T10:30:00.000-04:002016-08-29T12:44:00.750-04:00Traveling with KidsHi, sorry I've been gone for a bit. I've been busy (go figure) and I haven't had any ideas for the blog as of late. As you know, this is just my area where I give the odd update on the kids or talk about some random going ons in my life. I'm woefully behind on updating the blog seeing as its almost September and the last update was in April/May? I don't even know. So if you are a loyal follower thanks for sticking around or if your new here, Welcome!<br />
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I've had several ideas for blog posts floating in my head, how the kids are doing, the cute way Roman pronounces words wrong, he still calls water, wa-wee, sausage is saucy, hot dog is hogog (I could go on). The day he pronounces them right I'll probably cry. Or how he repeats me and when I tell him wait, he says wait and puts both hands up. How he loves to march to some songs. Or how Dominic gets on his little car and glides across the floor like a pro. Or whenever you tell him bye or he's leaving the room he'll wave to you and walk away. Cute little things that they do that I'll forget when they get older. Darn you bad memory. See how I got sidetracked there...What I wanted to talk about today was traveling with kids, specifically small children.<br />
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So when we travel we tend to go all out. Going to New York? Great! Lets do a road trip and stay in a different place every other night. Going to California to see family? Awesome sauce. Lets do 2 days in LA, 2 days with family and fly over to Reno and drive to Lake Tahoe for funsies. Yah, we do crazy things like that with an almost 3 year old and just turned 1 year old. So how do we do it you ask? Well, even if you didn't ask I'm going to tell you. Determination. Ha! No, but seriously it involves planning. If you have ever traveled with me you know I like to have my itinerary. I plan each day out, where we are staying, sites of interest, optional travel routes if necessary. But with kids its also important to be flexible. Sometimes you get to your location and both kids are sound asleep in car seats. Well, that's nap time then. Or if you have been driving around for a bit and you see an awesome park, pull over and let the kids play. The best moment from our recent trip to Malibu, stopping at <a href="http://www.malibucity.org/Facilities/Facility/Details/Malibu-Bluffs-Park-6" target="_blank">Bluffs Park</a> in Malibu. It wasn't scheduled, I just saw it while driving and since what we wanted to do was closed decided to take the boys there. They loved it. It had a great play ground and a really nice walking trail right on the coast overlooking the ocean. And Roman only tried to walk over the side one time so its all good.<br />
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So besides my itinerary, with small ones, its important to have lots of snacks on hand. Sometimes you can't stop for lunch or dinner is going to be late. Well you can't tell them to just wait, especially a 1 year old. I always have fruit pouches, crackers, lots of water, granola bar or nutri grain bars on hand to hold them over. Now while flying, I can't bring a ton of these on the plane and suitcase, so I like to stop at a grocery store at some point during the trip and pick up some extra. However, I don't like packing just a few diapers and having to buy some when we get to our destination. I always pack diapers and wipes for the whole trip. Some people like to buy those when they get where they are going but I don't like doing that.<br />
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Lastly, sleeping arrangements. Roman is easy since he just sleeps in our bed. Since Dominic is still little, we travel with his pack and play and he sleeps in there. It really helps out even though its a pain to bring along. Its a familiar place for him and it keeps a sense of consistency even though we are in a new place. So those are my little travel tidbits for traveling with kids. 1) Have a plan but be flexible 2) lots of snacks and water 3) keep some sense of familiarity for the small ones.<br />
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As always, here's some photos from our most recent trip to California (August 2016). Till next time!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is how you get around the airport with two kids.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Roman looks so grown I almost cried.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ready for takeoff!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Layover in Nashville. Dominic checking out the planes.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dominic always making friends.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Made it to Hollywood and the famous TCL Chinese Theater.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hanging out on the pier.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">That Roman is such a ham.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fun at the playground.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Unexpected car problems, means shiny new playthings for baby.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Much needed break at winery for parents and children.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Breakfast with the grandparents.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Roman seriously was in love with this icecream cone.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He also loved the ocean.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Walking a million miles to the observatory. Its in the far right hand corner of the photo.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sometimes, kids get sick when you travel. Be prepared with thermometer, home pediatrician's phone number and children's tylenol (which I always forget to pack).</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Love our pack n' play. Take a nap child!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Riding the gondola up the mountain</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I was a nervous wreck in this picture, terrified Roman was going to throw himself out of Mike's arms over the side. But had to play it cool and pretend I was totally chill.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Emerald Bay at Lake Tahoe.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Super fun slide at playground in North Lake Tahoe.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Playground in North Lake Tahoe</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Aren't I adorable?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Just the two of us acting like we are traveling alone.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Super fun time at the arcade in the hotel</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Someone is glad to be home.</td></tr>
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Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-27340556018745954412016-04-12T10:45:00.000-04:002016-04-12T10:45:12.201-04:00The end of a chapterIts crazy to think that Roman is 2 1/2 years old and that Dominic will be 10 months next week. Roman seems to have slowed down a bit in growing, even though he did just recently jump from 2T to 3T in clothing size, like overnight. I put a dress shirt on him the other day and the sleeves stopped way above his wrist and he looked like he was wearing a crop top. Our little guy is getting bigger all the time too. I don't realize it until I see him next to a younger baby and I'm like, oh yah, you are bigger than a newborn. He's into size 9month/12month pants and 9 month onsies. He's not as porky as Roman was at that age but he's very long or I should say tall. But the point I'm getting to is we are quickly outgrowing our baby phase. Dominic crawls all over the place, he pulls up to stand and he'll take a few steps holding our hands. He is lazy though, he'll tend to sit down after a few steps and crawl away. Like dude, this is too much work just let me crawl. He's eating all kinds of things even though he only has two teeth. He doesn't let that stop him. Even though Roman was/is a big eater I think Dominic is the one who will eat us out of house and home. He is not picky in the slightest and eats everything. <br />
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Another change, a couple of weeks ago I had to admit that my breastfeeding days are almost done. I had the 24 hour flu about a month ago, I think. And it was a doozy, I could not keep anything down. To just function I took some Theraflu so I could at least try to attend to the kids. The combination of being extremely dehydrated and taking the Theraflu greatly decreased my milk supply. Thankfully Dominic has no problems taking a bottle (unlike Roman who refused all bottles and would just wait till I got home from work). He's always taken bottles while I'm at work, either pumped milk or formula. After having the flu, though I couldn't pump anything and I wasn't producing enough to keep him satisfied when I was home. I came to the realization that this is it. No gradual tapering off at 12/13 months like Roman. Just done. I still can feed Dom before bedtime but that's it. The rest of the time he is on formula. I know my days are numbered for the bedtime feeding too, I'm just trying to make it till he's 10 months (only 9 more days). I know some people are like, well at least now you can do whatever without worrying about feeding him or that I'm being silly about it. But it never bothered me, I always enjoyed our little time together. I still hold him while he drinks his bottle but its just not the same for me. I know there are ways to try and increase your milk supply but why prolong the inevitable. A couple weeks ago, I was nursing him forever and he just kept crying because he was hungry and I had nothing so I had to give him a bottle. Oh he was so happy and content finally. I've never had a problem giving him formula. As long as he likes it, its fine with me. I read your body goes through this crazy hormonal thing when you stop breastfeeding so it could be my hormones talking and making me emotional. I didn't experience this when I stopped breastfeeding Roman but he was a little older and I was pregnant with Dominic at the time. <br />
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I realize my little baby is growing up and moving on to the next stage, toddler and I'm just not ready. And that my toddler is actually a pre-schooler (that's what he's called in my babycenter emails) and I'm like excuse me? Didn't I just have babies a second ago. Oh well, such is life. They can't stay babies forever. I am just doing my best to try and enjoy each and every stage. Even though I could really do without Roman's running away from me when we are outside stage or laying on the ground and refusing to move so we have to drag him. Can we skip that please? <br />
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So to all those breastfeeding mama's out there, enjoy it while you can because before you know it you'll blink and you'll be done.<br />
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<br />Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-10555497399188271562016-02-23T11:03:00.000-05:002016-02-23T11:03:56.741-05:00Potty Training Days<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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So we knew eventually one day the diapers would have to end. Roman wasn't going to be graduating high school in them you know? lol I've tried a couple times in the past several months to initiate potty training but he just wasn't ready. He would cry and scream putting him on the toilet or potty. So I decided to wait till a later date. I really needed support from the other adults in the house too because me doing it by myself was exhausting. Not only with Roman but trying to keep up with a demanding baby. So when my mom told me a month ago, "I'm working on potty training Roman today." (this was on a Monday on the day she watches him) I was like, ok cool. So just like that we ditched diapers.<br />
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The first three days were the worst. He wasn't letting us know when he had to go or he would tell us after he went. We didn't do the bare butt method because he would just pee where ever and go on playing. So we had him in underwear only in the house. Finally on the fourth day we had the breakthrough. He peed his underwear and instead of changing him right away I made him stand there wet for 5 minutes while I cleaned up the mess on the floor. He hated it! He did it again a little later and I did the same thing. No lie since then he lets us know when he has to pee. Now I'm not saying he hasn't had accidents since then but the majority of the time he tells us. In the past week he's only had a couple accidents. He's holding it all night and during naps. So its safe to say we have number one down pat. When we go out I put him in pull ups just in case but the rest of the time its underwear.<br />
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<br />Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-15441055291229327012016-02-01T12:59:00.001-05:002016-02-01T12:59:33.927-05:00One month downWe are already in February. Seriously, where did January go? Boo. So I've been meaning to post something but I can't think of anything to write. I don't want to bore my loyal readers with our day to day life. For me it may be exciting but I'm not sure everyone shares my excitement. Its just the same old thing going on over here. Maybe I'm in a writing funk. I read other blogs and they have funny quips and silly stories. Or perhaps useful advice. Sometimes I do think of useful things I could tell others but I forget to write them down. Having mommy brain doesn't help either :p Sounding like Debbie Downer over here.<br />
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With that being said, I'll get you up to speed on our going ons. Roman is saying more words and sometimes a sentence or two. Cutest thing are he calls the moon, "moop" and boat "bop". And if you ask how old he is, he says "TWO!!" and holds up one finger. Can't get that other finger up. Dominic is crawling all over the place now. Just like Roman he is fascinated by the dog's water bowl. Never seen a kid crawl so fast to splash in some water for a few seconds before we take it away. Poor dogs and cat, they are so thirsty all day. Trying to get Roman to be nice to his brother. Sometimes he's gentle with him and gives him a kiss and then other times he runs over him with his dump truck. Seriously kid? He definitely is showing some jealousy because Dominic does take a lot of my attention. So I'm trying to make sure I spend time with Roman and get down and play with him as well. Dominic is eating solids now. He eats alot! Even though Roman was way chunkier as a baby, I don't remember him being so hungry all the time. Roman's favorite cartoons are still Toy Story, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and Masha and the Bear. He likes other cartoons as well but those are in his top three that he asks for consistently.<br />
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For a follow up on my last post regarding Roman's sleeping habits. It hasn't really improved. If we want him to sleep in his room, I have to sit in the glider and wait for him to fall asleep in his bed. If I leave before he's asleep he gets up and comes to our room. Sometimes he falls asleep in 10 or 15 minutes, but I've sat in there for up to an hour on multiple nights. He's not playing either, he's just laying in his bed, but he'll pop his head up and look to make sure I'm still there. Even when he does fall asleep in his room he usually wake between 4-6 and comes to our room and gets in our bed. At least we have the baby sleeping in his crib all night so there is room in the bed. I figure at this rate by the time Roman finally stays in his room all night Dominic will be the one coming in our room. Hooray for us! Haha!<br />
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This should be a pretty busy month for us, we have Circuit Overseer visit this week and next week we are going to the Circuit Assembly in Salisbury. I feel like there is something going on in the latter half of the month but I can't remember right now.<br />
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So that's our life right now in a few paragraphs. With that I leave you with these photos and videos :)<br />
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Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-55760880730906961412015-12-07T11:01:00.002-05:002015-12-07T11:06:23.128-05:00Nighttime BluesIts been just a little over a week since Roman figured out how to get out of his crib. It was so cute, I hear a light thump and a door opening and closing and then he comes in our room all happy. So we put him back and he was out before we could even get back into our bedroom. Tried lowering his bed to the lowest setting but he was like, whatev's I got this now. He could get in and out. The first night we gave up and let him sleep with us.<br />
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The next day I went to Ikea and bought a toddler rail. When I got home I took off the front crib rail, really was no point seeing as he could get out. He thought it was the coolest thing he could just climb in bed with no big rail blocking him. I was hoping he would be so fascinated he would stay in his room that night. Nope! We tried several times putting him back in his room and amidst all the tears he finally went to his grandma's room and climbed in bed with her. So he slept there the second night. Tuesday night he miraculously fell asleep when Mike was reading him a story. We weren't so fortunate Wednesday night, he went to bed crying. Thursday was the turning point. Mike was working late so I had to get him to bed. We did our usual routine, bath, story, prayer and into bed we go. I also talked to him, told him he had to stay in his bed, we each have our own bedrooms etc. etc. Of course he starts crying as I am about to leave, mind you he used to love going to bed before he figured out how to get out of the crib. Bedtime was super easy back then. So I left his room and held the door closed. It was the most awful feeling, I had to fight back tears as he was screaming and hollering on the other side of the door. It felt like an eternity but maybe only lasted 15-20 minutes. I heard him finally go lie down in his bed and go to sleep. I felt like I was torturing my baby but I knew it was for his own good in the long run.<br />
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Since then its gotten a little better. Same bedtime routine and he only cries for a minute then goes to sleep. Last night I was putting him to bed and he was trying to reason with me. He was sitting up in bed and I said, "Roman you need to go to sleep so we can do all these fun things tomorrow." Roman says, "Why?" Me, "Well if you don't go to sleep it won't be tomorrow." Roman says, "Why?". lol! Oh my goodness, the why's have started already. Fun side note, when Roman calls me I respond by saying, what? He then repeats my what, even when we are asking him to do something. What? I need to capture all these moments on camera they are hilarious.<br />
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If its not one kid not wanting to sleep its another. Let's hope this phase passes quickly.<br />
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<br />Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-68159949242157359372015-11-19T14:29:00.002-05:002015-11-19T14:31:26.838-05:00Almost December...Well November sort of blew by, didn't it? Honestly if you ask me what I've done so far this month I couldn't tell ya. Probably snuggling with my babies, taking them outside to enjoy Jehovah's creation, and watching lots of Toy Story and Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. All of us know how to do the hot dog dance.<br />
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The boys keep on growing. Roman's vocabulary is growing but the only new words I can think of right now are "saucy" for sausage (he has to have his sausage every morning), "wawee" for water, "mickey", "toys", and "Buzz" from Toy Story. He has so much energy. Even this past week with a cold he keeps right on going. We went to a congregation gathering the other week and Roman was all over the place. Playing with the balls, running around the yard, rolling down the family's garden embankment (at least there was one other little boy rolling down the hill too so I didn't feel so bad). People kept telling me "He's all boy" and then give this knowing look. I'm like yep, but what I think they were really saying, "Are you going to get a hold of your kid, he's all over the place." But hey, guess what, he's two and not hurting anyone, just running around having fun. And not to burst their bubble, but I was the exact same way at two. Did people used to tell my mom, "She's all girl." I doubt it. I don't know that just annoyed me after awhile. But I digress. I'm taking the boys to a music class in a couple weeks. Its for ages 0-7 years. Roman really has a musical interest so I don't want him to lose that curiosity. He takes my dad's guitar and likes to strum the strings. And I know I've said it before, but we are going to try potty training again next week. We are all off for the whole week so I think this will be the best time. Course if it proves too traumatic we'll just wait till another time. Roman does let us know when he's gone the bathroom in his diaper its just a matter of making him go in the toilet. Fun Fun!<br />
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Dominic is growing right along. He'll be 5 months on Sunday! Just insane. He's very aware of his surroundings, he likes to grab his teething toys and put them in his mouth. He's an expert roller now as well. No more leaving him on the bed by himself. If I sit him down, he'll sit for a few seconds then usually falls forward. He's also taking naps in the crib so that means I will be moving him into his crib full time. Sad but I'll finally be able to rollover in bed again instead of lying there like a log all night. When he was born he had a head tilt to the right from being squished in my womb. We've been doing exercises and its a little better but his doctor recommended him to get Physical Therapy. He'll be starting at the end of the month. And he definitely has "mamitis", he'll be fussing with Mike or my mom and as soon as I get him he's perfectly happy. He's going to be mama's boy because Roman could seriously care less about me sometimes. I'll be leaving and he's all "bye" Felicia. Course I wonder where he got that from, probably me, ha!<br />
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So that's a little update on our family. Next month my sister in law is coming down with the kids for a week so that'll be fun. That is if we don't all go crazy with 4 kids under 5 in the house. Till next time, ya'll have a Hot Dog Day!<br />
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Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-6141106954413459352015-10-06T11:09:00.001-04:002015-10-06T11:09:30.438-04:00My big boy is 2!Wow, just wow! I can not believe Roman is two. I distinctly remember being excited and giddy to meet him when I was pregnant. Those first few months just drinking him in and enjoying every minute. Then I blinked and he was one and we were expecting another baby. I blinked again and he was two. Now that he is two, he is learning new things every day and testing his boundaries. His vocabulary is growing even though he is perfectly content to hold a conversation in gibberish. At night before bed he'll sit on your lap and just "talk" about stuff. I'm not sure if he is telling me about his day or that he is scared of the boogeyman because he keeps pointing at the door. Either way, its super cute. Also, some nights after we put him to bed we can hear him talking to himself. Its not right away either, it'll be 30 minutes later. Last night he was talking and singing for almost an hour before he fell asleep. I had to record him so I don't forget. Here's a <a href="https://soundcloud.com/vanessa-t-regina/roman-talking-at-night-2-years-old" target="_blank">sample</a> from last night. <br />
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Roman understands us when we are talking to him. When he's done eating we tell him to pick up the food he threw on the floor and he'll pick it up and throw it in the trash. If we ask him if he is hungry he'll say "eat" and point to the table. Or if he's not hungry he just shakes his head and keeps playing. When he's thirsty he says "choose" for juice. Not be confused with "shoes" when he wants to go out. He says "cook" for cookies. Umm, what else, "chess" for cheese. He says "fruit" well. I can't remember how he says milk but he does say it. He calls Leela, "La" and Dominic "babeee". He also loves giving his brother a kiss on the forehead or giving him his paci or a blanket. He's good about giving us big, sloppy kisses as well. He loves to say "buh bye". Even when he is throwing his diaper in the trash he'll tell it "buh bye". Oh and like I mentioned the other week on Facebook, he says "no" and "mine". Usually combined, "no, mine". haha! It sounds so cute in his little voice. <br />
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But its not all roses. Sometimes he tests are patience with his independent streak. You tell him not to do something and he gives you a look and does it anyways. Kinda like this cat<br />
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At the meetings he doesn't want to sit still for nothing. So if you see us at the meeting and he's sitting on the floor playing with his books, please don't judge us. We just need a break. We are trying. Some days are better and he'll be good and sit there or fall asleep. Those are the best days. haha! We'll get there eventually. Parents with older kids constantly tell us that'll pass.<br />
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But even when he's being stubborn or falling out cause he didn't get his way, I wouldn't change it for the world. When he came into our life, my heart grew by loving this little human. I look forward to our journey and just taking it one day at a time.<br />
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<br />Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-25160459505050638752015-09-08T11:43:00.002-04:002015-09-08T11:43:50.346-04:00Children 2.0Ok, I am woefully behind on updating my blog. Sorry my loyal fans, life has gotten in the way. How rude, right? But I digress. Everything has been going really well on the home front. It was a bit of an adjustment having a toddler and a newborn. But now that two and half months have gone by I feel pretty good and have a good rhythm going with them. I won't see routine cause every day is different but we are doing well.<br />
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In the beginning if felt like Dominic was up all night, every night. I'm sure it only lasted a couple weeks but it felt like forever. I was having major sleep deprivation and Mike had to go to back to work, so the beginning was a bit of a fog. Now though, he's sleeping 5-6 hours at night, which is awesome and he's super chill. He's totally cool with us putting in him his bouncer or swing and just hanging out while we get stuff done. He is a very happy baby, since the beginning he's been smiling at us (and its not gas). He loves to coo and talk, I try to record it but everytime I get the camera out he stops and just stares at it. Last week he discovered he can grab his feet, so that's his new thing just holding on to them. That is when he's not kicking like crazy. I think that's why his legs aren't getting super chunky because of his constant kicking, haha! He also takes a pacifier which is amazing! Its amazing because Roman never took one so if he was fussing there was only one way to calm him down. Which Dominic, its like here ya go! Also, in case you don't follow me on Instagram, Dominic is a very big baby. With Roman it felt like I was carrying a sack of flour, just so heavy and compact but Dominic is long and heavy. He's too hard to hold with one arm, always have to use both. Last checkup a couple weeks ago he weighed in at 14.5 lbs and 25 inches long. So he's coming right along. He's already trying to rollover, he's does a half turn onto his side. He needs to slow it on down. I'm trying to enjoy every moment with this baby since we are 99.9% sure we aren't having anymore (I say 99.9% because nothing is 100% in life).<br />
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So Mr. Roman is almost 2 years old! Yikes! He is just a ball of energy. If we don't make him take a nap he'll just go go go. And when I say go, I mean go! AND FAST! When we go out we usually keep him in the stroller or if we are doing a lot of walking he has a bear backpack leash. Now I see some people judging us and giving us looks but they don't know. I want to say, hey do you want to chase him through a crowded sidewalk or into a busy intersection? When we are at home he knows not to cross the street and to hold our hands but out in public all bets are off. He's talking a lot more, he still does mainly gibberish but he's very expressive and gestures a lot so we usually can figure out if he wants something. He understands everything we say, if we tell him to get something or throw something away he knows exactly what we are saying. His new favorite thing to say is "Did ya poop?" which sometimes sounds like "Ze poop?". So anytime someone passes gas he'll ask, "Did ya poop?". Its hilarious. He says, book, shoe, stuck, yuck, jet, more, done, mom, stick, daddy, zeta and a host of other words which I can't think of right now. His new favorite fruit is watermelon and he still loves beans and rice. Broccoli is hit or miss with him now. We are trying to get Roman out there to experience new things. He loves the beach but isn't so sure about the ocean yet. He's perfectly content to sit and play in the sand. He likes the pool but it takes him a few minutes to warm up to the idea. I took him to a splash pad the other week and I had to physically put him in the middle in order for him to try it out and not be scared. We went to a baseball game and he did not like the fireworks at the end one bit. He held onto Mike and kept his head buried. On the other hand, he loves flying. We just went to Chicago and he was like whatever no big deal. I took him on the kids train at the mall and he thought it was a hoot. Choo choo as he calls it. Meetings are still a struggle, he's slightly better but still likes to cause a ruckus. He's a work in progress but we love him to the moon and back, our little munchkin. <br />
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So that about brings you up to date on the Regina household. Hope everyone else had a great summer, so until next time here's some photos to hold you over.<br />
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<br />Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-12737395661954859062015-07-13T11:44:00.000-04:002015-09-08T11:46:23.422-04:00Two weeks homeThis is what its like to have two kids. Its interesting. Not too hard but mainly because baby just eats and sleeps. So he's pretty low maintenance. It's amazing I forgot what newborns are like, I mean I remember the no sleep at night but its one thing to remember and one thing to live it. lol! Roman has taken really well to being a big brother. He's very gentle around Dominic, loves to give him kisses and wants to hold him. Of course, Roman wants to sit with us if we are holding Dominic, but that's to be expected. One big, dogpile of kids. My only concern is I don't want Roman to be bored being home all day because of the baby. So trying to keep him busy. I know the doctor says keep the baby home for 4-6 weeks but ugh, hard to do when you have a toddler. So we've run errands, I dropped in and visited Janell yesterday. We are heading back to meetings next week. So that should be fun. Dominic will be 3 weeks so he should have some sort of immune system built up by then, right? <br />
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Per usual I can't believe its already been two weeks. We waited forever for the little guy to get here and now he's been here a whole two weeks. Time flies. On that note, Roman is 21 months and 2 weeks. Now that Dominic is here Roman looks so big. People always told me he was big but I couldn't tell. He's into everything, his new thing jumping off the couch. I don't know where he learned that, thinks he's superman, he really leaps off. Talking all the time. Still a lot of gibberish but sometimes I can figure out what he means. He says Hello, Bye Bye, Soap, Lets See Now, Daddy, umm a few other words. He'll repeat words too when I tell him. I ask him what does the monkey say and he goes "oooh oooh ahh ahhh". So cute. My mom has been taking Roman with her to the meetings since we've been home with the baby. She says he's doing really good sitting with her. We will see how he does with us when we go back next week. Seems like kids always do better with someone else. I'm looking forward to the Regional Convention, its a few weeks away. <br />
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All in all, I think we are doing good. Mike really helps out with Roman and cleaning around the house. Since he can't really do much with Dominic right now. Plus having my mom here is a big help as well. That about brings us up to date. Till next time kiddos. <br />
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Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-6806542161996212212015-07-08T11:27:00.005-04:002015-07-08T11:27:45.867-04:00Dominic's D-DayWell, mister Dominic has been here a little over two weeks. I really thought he was going to come early. Then once my due date passed I figured he would be like Roman a couple days late. But time kept on dragging and he literally made no moves to get out. I never felt contractions, braxton hicks, nothing. He just chilled in my tummy and kept getting bigger and bigger. So when my doctor scheduled an induction for ten days past due I was like I won't get that far along, yah right. So here's Mr. Dominic's birth story.<br />
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I woke up Monday, June 22nd very nervous. I read online about inductions and some people said they hurt worse, the labor dragged on forever and a lot of times they end in c-sections since the baby gets distressed. I had to stop reading because the stories were stressing me out. Also, getting stressed because the baby wasn't moving as much as before but since there was very little space in there that made sense. We arrived at the hospital at 7:30am. This time we signed in, the nurse took us to my room and got me all hooked up on the machines. Surprisingly she told me once I was hooked up that I was having regular contractions. They were so mild I couldn't even feel them. So she started me on pitocin to pick things up around 9:00am. I tell you what I was having a pretty good morning. Joking around with the nurse, talking to Mike. At 11:30 my mom and Sharon arrived. We were all having a good ol' time catching up. Meanwhile the nurse keeps turning up my dose every 1/2 hour. Finally at 1:30 I started feeling the contractions. At 2:00 I had to ask the nurse to give me some pain meds. No more joking around anymore, time to get serious. Even though I was still able to hold a conversation in between contractions. Then at 3:00 all bets were off, all I can focus on is the pain and I'm telling my new nurse (the really nice one had a shift change, so I got this non friendly one, who I really didn't like. I told Mike after I get the epidural to ask for a new nurse but...) that I need an epidural. So she goes about ordering it and getting the Doctor up there to administer the dose, shot, needle or whatever you call it. He was really nice compared the brute I had with Roman. As soon as he is done, I swear I have to go the bathroom. I'm still in pain, and this urge is unreal. Finally the nurse checks me and is like, oh, you are fully dilated. Well lady, maybe you should've checked before I got the epidural. So they bring this whole team in. Because when my doctor broke my water earlier they detected meconium so the baby was going to have to be checked right away and have his airways cleared so he didn't aspirate it into his lungs. This was a bummer for Mike because once again he couldn't cut the cord. They had me start pushing right away. Now because I got the epidural so late I wasn't completely numb, I couldn't feel the contractions but I could definitely feel the baby and all that wonderful pain. This time I actually was yelling, Mike said I told the nurses and doctor to just pull the baby out. I mean he was right there why couldn't they pull him out? Right? So a quick 30 minutes of pushing and he was out at 4:51pm. Just like Roman he had the cord wrapped around his neck. I don't know what's up with my kids doing that. Such a relief to finally get him out. While they are working on him the doctor is checking on me. My placenta didn't want to detach so when it finally came out I was bleeding really bad and had massive clots. I had to go on antibiotics to make sure I didn't get an infection. So that was it, Mr. Dominic's birth story. The induction wasn't as scary as I thought it would be and other than getting an unnecessary epidural it went really well. Here some pictures from that day.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">9.4 lbs, 22 1/2 inches long</td></tr>
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<br />Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-30658931032446066652015-06-01T11:43:00.001-04:002015-06-01T11:45:05.498-04:0038 weeks and some change<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Here we are nearing the finish line. According to my baby bump app we are 11 days away from d-day! At my doctor visit last week she said the baby was low but other than that pretty comfy in there. So even though I'm hoping he'll come a week early, he probably won't. We are just super eager to meet the little dude. We've been working on his room, the crib and dresser are all set up. I've washed and put away all the clothes for the first few months. We just need a nightstand, lamp and a few photos and his room will be all done. Not that he'll be sleeping in there for a few months its just nice to have ready. When I go in there I get a little nostalgic. I know Roman's time as the only baby will be over soon. Makes me sad. I spoke with my doctor about my feelings, she said its normal to feel anxious and sad. Usually those feelings go away the minute the baby is born.<br />
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Otherwise, everything is humming along in that department. Just a waiting game now. The most annoying thing right now are the back spasms. If I'm sitting I'm fine. The minute I get up or try to get up I have crippling lower back pain. Its been on and off the last few months. But Saturday after service its really kicked in. I put some heat on it last night and it felt better but its back again this morning. Oh well, only a little under two weeks, I can do this. <br />
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In Roman news, he is now 20 months, or 1 year 8 months. Almost a 2 year old! Ahh I can't take it. No wonder our parents always say, it seems like just yesterday you were a little girl. Yah, I can totally believe that now. He is trying to assert his little authority more as well. Guess getting us ready for the terrible two's. So trying to keep that in check. Letting him know he can't be throwing things and just dropping his bottle wherever he wants. Spent 5 minutes yesterday making him pick up his banana that he wanted so bad then threw on the floor. He finally picked it up and threw it away. After many tears and it being the end of the world because his mom is so mean. Other than the mini power trips he is doing really well. Took him to the pool on Saturday, he had a blast. Even though I think he had more fun kicking the beach ball around then being in the water. He thinks everything is a microphone lately and puts things up to his mouth and mumbles into them. Its so adorable. He's noticing cartoons a lot more. Mainly colorful and musical ones. So far he likes Rio, Horton Hears a Who and Despicable Me. The minions were cracking him up, but seriously, who doesn't love those little guys. I think that's it in Roman news. He's starting to stretch again, his little legs look so long sometimes. Here's some recent photos of our little guy.<br />
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Well next time we catch up, we will be a family of four! Stay tuned!</div>
Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-34391948010525797362015-04-27T11:48:00.002-04:002015-04-27T11:48:20.428-04:00Ponderings and WorriesWell here we are the almost end of this pregnancy. Well not quite yet, I still have seven-ish weeks left give or take some days. I will have to say this pregnancy has literally flown by, I feel kind of bad for the little guy, haven't really paid too much attention to him. Too busy focusing on life and chasing after Roman. But he reminds me he is around by the constant heartburn, indigestion, excruciating back spasms that make me walk like an orangutan and his dislike of basically everything I eat. The hunger finally came on around 29/30 weeks. I have had an insatiable appetite when I'm not grossed out by all that surrounds me. Confusing right? So this puts me in the running to gaining even more weight than I gained with Roman, hooray! On top of that when I go in for my bi-weekly checkups with the doctor they have noticed I have more glucose in my pee test. So now I get to retake the glucose/diabetes test this week to see if I have developed late stage gestational diabetes. So over it but my doctor said she doesn't want me pushing out a ten pounder which I would have to agree with her on that, it doesn't sound like a pleasant experience. Otherwise, we are finally trying to get things ready for the little guy. Cleared out the office space in the spare bedroom to make room for another nursery. We have the crib and dresser just need to put them together. We also still need to paint and decorate the room, but still plenty of time right? I think so. Not to mention the other various house projects going on at the moment (finishing the new office space downstairs, refinishing the dining room table/chairs, etc).<br />
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So I've been thinking a lot lately when I'm awake after my 5:00 am bathroom break and I worry about raising two kids. I think everyone has these worries when they go from one kid to two. I worry about giving them enough attention, not neglecting Roman. He is so used to being the center of attention and I love him being the center of attention. Now to share it with another baby. Juggling a toddler and a baby. I just don't want Roman to feel left out. He does really well with little babies so I think he'll be ok, he's very gentle and likes to share. But I imagine it'll be different once there is a little one in the house 24/7. I guess we will adjust and it will be ok. Right? Any advice from parents with more than one kid and how their transition went would be welcome.<br />
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As for Mr. Roman, he is growing every second, he's 19 months (1 1/2 years for those who don't do month counting). His gibberish is starting to make more sense, he says "let's see", "uh'oh", "all done", and a few other phrases which I can't think of right now. I guess I should write those down. He lets us know when he has a dirty diaper so we really need to start potty training but gah I'm so tired I haven't the energy but I need to push through because I am over changing his diaper somedays. He absolutely loves playing outside especially if he has his soccer ball or another type of ball to throw around. He gets real clingy sometimes and its impossible to put him down because he locks on around you. Little man still loves to eat. He has his breakfast routine down pat, fruit, eggs, toast or waffle and some kind of breakfast meat, usually sausage its his favorite. Lunch is usually light, a yogurt and fruit or pb&j. Dinner is whatever is on hand unless I make something I know he won't eat. Then we open a can of beans and rice with broccoli and call it a night. He did surprisingly well on our trip to Pennsylvania, its a ten hour drive. But we stopped twice at rest areas and let him run around and he was fine. He only had one meltdown each way so I would say it was a success :) His love of music hasn't diminished. We saw a band on Saturday and he was fascinated by the guitar player. He likes to give high-fives and blow kisses, but only when he's in the mood. Other times he's like yah, dude, I don't know what your doing but I don't do that. I think our bedroom routine is my favorite part of the day. After his bath, we read a couple books, turn out the light, do our prayer and snuggle for a few minutes. He's already getting grown on me, before we had to rock him to sleep now after a bit he points at his crib and is like, hey put me in there I want to go to bed. So I'm trying to treasure these moments because I know it'll pass fast. So that about brings us up to date. I'll try to post one more time before baby boy #2 arrives.<br />
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<br />Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-19076374982279912112015-03-02T10:28:00.002-05:002015-03-02T10:28:47.479-05:00March Already?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Wasn't it just January or February 1st? I mean seriously, what gives? Anyhoo, sitting here this Monday morning trying to not fall asleep on my keyboard so figured I'd do a little update on the Regina household. Mr. Roman is 17 months now! So almost a year and half, I can't believe it. Yes I will continue to be amazed every time he gets older. Mike was saying the other day "just think when Roman will be all grown up and doing his own thing". Of course that made me cry and be super depressed. No, I refuse to think of him being a grown man and leaving. He's my baby, don't rush it! I'm already impressed by how much he has changed in a year and half. He likes to imitate what we are doing all the time. Mike and him were at the table and Mike crossed his arms and laid his head down and Roman did the same thing. So adorable. Or him and my mom were bending over and looking at each other. He knows how we lock the doors but can't quite turn the lock himself, but he's trying. I love when he stretches up on his tippy toes to reach something. He's getting better at listening if we tell him not to touch something or to put something back or pick up his toys and put them away. Even though that doesn't apply to the dog's water dish which he still likes to splash around in. He likes to help with the laundry i.e. he pulls everything out of the dryer and climbs on the clothes while I'm folding, lol. He plays with the pots and pans, mainly the pots, he pulls them out and arranges them on the table or living room floor and puts things in them. Sometimes when he's done he puts them away too. His new favorite thing to say is zeta. When he really likes something or gets excited he goes "Zetaaaaa!" I have no idea where he got that from. He also likes to say uva (which is grape in spanish). He climbs onto the dining room chair and sits down when he is hungry and ready to eat. At bedtime he likes to pick out the book we are going to read to him. He claps for everything. Still loves music, we were jamming to some spanish rock the other night. Music and dancing come in handy when he starts to have his little meltdowns. He loves to watch Caleb and Sophia videos and especially the children's songs on the <a href="http://www.jw.org/en/bible-teachings/family/children/become-jehovahs-friend/videos/" target="_blank">JW site</a>. He climbs onto everything and is extremely curious and doesn't forget. If we are trying to redirect his attention he stills goes for the original object or goes in search of it if we moved it. I've tried to get him interested in coloring but all he wants to do is eat the crayons. So for now we stick with his dollar store drawing board, which entertains him for a bit. He also enjoys torturing his cat, Vader, by either laying or sitting on him. Which I think the cat is partially to blame since he is too stupid to move. Because our big cat, Padme, stays as far away from Roman as possible. I really want to get Roman involved in activities outside the home. I think swimming classes would be great since he loves the water. Oh and lastly he likes carrying our dumbbells around the house, which he has been doing since he could crawl. He picks up my 5 lb weights and moves them around and the 3 lb he carries around like its nothing. Little muscle man. I think that about brings us up to date on Roman shenanigans. <br />
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As for baby no. 2, he's coming right along. I'm at 25 weeks, almost 26 weeks, which is about 6 1/2 months. Which would explain the increasingly larger baby bump, roughly the size of a soccer ball according to BabyBumpapp.com. I still don't know if I'll get as big as I was with Roman but only time will tell. I've just started mild swelling in my fingers. My wedding rings are getting quite snug. Also, my feet aren't swollen but they feel wider. Hooray for platypus feet (please note sarcasm). The shoes I have on today definitely feel tight. My back is easily aggravated with simple chores of just sweeping the floor. I've always had lower back problems but they are worse while being pregnant. One thing that I don't have this go around, splitting pelvis! Last time I felt like my pelvis was being ripped apart and it clicked when I walked, not this time, thank goodness. Even though you still won't catch me doing a 5K. I can feel little baby boy moving now, not crazy movement like some moms mention but I feel a pulse or thumping in my lower abdomen. I'm always trying to figure out what he's doing when that happens, is he stretching or kicking me, possibly punching me? Umm what else? According to my babyapp he's the size of a rutabaga and weighs around 1.5 lbs. That's all I can think of for right now. So till next time kids :)<br />
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Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-84693043800450629082015-01-16T11:29:00.000-05:002015-01-16T11:29:17.361-05:00We are having another boy!Well take that people! Everyone is all like, you are having a girl because of this and that blah blah blah. As the doctors say and all the books say every pregnancy is different and doesn't mean a thing when it comes to gender. I'm just happy he looks super healthy and no problems so far :)<br />
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This pregnancy I haven't gained the weight like I did with Roman. I was a massive whale with Roman and swollen from day 1. Basically wearing flip flops and crocs the last 5 months lol! This time around, I've put on weight but mainly just the belly. No swelling yet but I'm sure that will come. Not craving tuna or Bojangles this time. I don't really have any specific cravings, like I need to eat this or I'm dying. Usually I'm just like, I need to eat. Definitely more food aversions, like fish, blech. I'm off potato chips, how sad is that? I love potato chips. sniff sniff. This morning everything in the fridge looked disgusting. I had to make myself eat a bagel so I wouldn't starve. More emotional this time around, like sobbing into the pillow emotional. Why you ask? Because my hair is flat or some stupid reason who knows, hormones! Umm what else? Let's see I'm 19 weeks, so almost half way! I've felt the baby move a few times. Definitely more active than Roman. At the ultrasound appointment he was all over the place. I'm really tired but I think that's more of a combination of keeping up with a toddler and being pregnant. I think that's all there is to report this time around. Its so nice knowing the gender, now we can actually start planning everything out. I don't get it when people like being surprised. The suspense would kill me.<br />
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Mr. Roman update: He is almost 16 months! Well, really 15 1/2 months. Someone asked me the other day how old he was and I said 15 months and they paused for a minute then said, oh 1 year 3 months :p It'll be nice when he's a year and a half and I can just say that instead. Right now I'm in that weird in between stage with his age. So he's definitely keeping us on our toes. He figured out how to climb onto the couch which means he's figured out how to climb onto everything. He can climb into my mom's bed by balancing his feet on the sideboard and grabbing hold of the armchair and bed. He climbed onto the desk in the office the other day and grabbed hold of the "empty" ink cartridges and proceeded to get ink everywhere after falling off said desk. He still has a fascination with catfood and eats it every chance he gets. Actually he puts everything into his mouth. Right now he likes grabbing hold of the lotion or diaper cream and opening and closing the lid and licking what's on top. I tell him he's weird. He loves books, he likes turning the pages and pointing at things. Sometimes he mumbles to himself like he's reading. The board books they make for kids frustrate him because he has a hard time turning the pages. He does pretty good with normal book pages. I need to get him some Dr. Suess books, he'll love those. Right now he likes to hear his Llama Llama story before bed. He doesn't say no yet which is great but he does say uh-uh or if you're talking to him he'll go, huh? Every single time. He's also adding some more words to his vocabulary, he learned the word vacuum the other week, why that stuck in his head and not more common words is beyond me. Its still a struggle at the meetings, it feels like its getting worse instead of better. We are going to have to incorporate some quiet time at home so he can get the hang of this. He just wants to get down and walk and that's his main frustration. He's probably thinking, why do I have to sit? This is bananas. Speaking of sitting, we are flying to California tomorrow so I'm not looking forward to that. Here's to hoping he sleeps the majority of the flight. lol! So that about catches us up. Till next time!<br />
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<br />Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-63154315863159009262014-12-17T10:37:00.000-05:002014-12-17T10:37:37.578-05:00End of Year Wrap UpIs it really almost the end of 2014? Is it just me or did this year just fly by? Seriously, I blinked and it was over. Not sure if its because I'm in my thirties (which everyone says time goes faster the older you get) or if its because we have a kid now (everyone says time goes faster when you have a kid). Maybe a combination of both. Boh! So nothing too interesting going on at the moment. Roman is getting bigger, he's almost 15 months. When do I stop telling people how many months he is and just start saying years? When he's like a year and half? I don't want to be one of those moms saying "oh he's 34 months".<br />
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He's reaching the stage were he's super clingy and if we don't pick him up he just goes into hysterics. I just let him have his moment he usually calms down after a minute or two. Its kind of funny we just step over him and leave him there on the floor throwing a fit. Then he opens his eyes and is like, hey? They didn't pay attention to me, oh well and goes about playing with a toy or doing something else. Now at the meetings he's getting very fidgety. He'll sit for a little bit, like 15 minutes at the beginning then he's like, ok I'm done. Put me down. Then he starts twisting and turning and making all kinds of noise and we have to get up with him to the back. Please tell me this phase doesn't last forever. We can distract him with books for a few minutes but then he throws everything on the floor. So I'm at a lost what to do. Any helpful advice would be greatly appreciated.
He really is a good kid though, even though I made him sound like a little terror up there. lol. He loves playing outside and just exploring around the yard. He follows Leela everywhere its so cute. He's getting slightly better about throwing his food on the floor when he eats. Now he only does it when he's done eating. Hooray, progress! He loves music, he stomps his little feet and claps his hands when there is music on.<br />
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His vocabulary is still the same, mama, daddy, doggie, see and dank-eww (thank you). He also says uh-uh all the time, he'll say it for anything. He doesn't really get the concept of no yet. But if we don't want him to touch something we tell him its hot. He knows what that means. It was funny last night at the meeting he was sitting on Shelly's lap and he wanted to grab her earrings but we told him no that they were hot and he shook his hand like oooh hot and wouldn't touch them. Mmm what else, what else. That's all I can think of right now. We want to start trying to potty train him. It scares me a little bit but I know it has to be done at some point and I would really like him potty trained before baby number two arrives. So that'll be interesting.<br />
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As far as pregnancy number two goes, its coming along. Once I hit 12 weeks the nausea finally passed, Thank Goodness! Its horrible feeling nauseous all the time. Besides being ravenously hungry I forget there is a baby in my belly. With Roman I had time to sit around and read a bunch of pregnancy books/websites and think about the little life that was growing. I read my baby tracking apps being like, oh today he's the size of a lemon or whatever. Now I'm chasing after roman and when I do sit around I take a nap, lol! My doctor's office was just like oh baby number two you already know all the rules so your good. And meanwhile I'm thinking, hey where's my little care package for new moms with all the instructions I'm supposed to follow. I know its only been a year and half but I forgot half the stuff I'm not supposed to eat. All I can remember there is something about fish/shellfish and all meat needs to be well done. Good thing I'm totally off fish right now, the sight of them grosses me out. No particular cravings, well maybe McDonald's cheeseburgers but that's about it. Which is funny because with Roman I couldn't eat hamburgers I just ate my weight in chicken tenders from Bojangles and spicy chicken sandwiches from Wendy's. Which I do still enjoy but I don't crave them like last time. Of course now that I'm writing about it I want a chicken sandwich. So, so far so good. All my tests have checked out normal and baby is growing fine. I am managing to exercise this pregnancy and since I started out smaller then when I got pregnant with Roman I'm keeping my weight down. I'm hoping not to gain 50 pounds this pregnancy but if I do, oh well. We find out what we are having on January 15th. Taking all guesses on what you think we are having ;) So that's about it. Until next year. And I leave you with this comparison shot, I was three and half months pregnant with Roman in the first picture.<br />
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<br />Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-88445881031614639522014-11-17T10:21:00.000-05:002014-11-17T10:21:54.689-05:0013 1/2 MonthsSorry guys, I've been meaning to update the blog with Roman's latest milestones, like turning a year! But work and life kept me busy and I didn't have a chance. So I'm taking an opportunity on this gloomy Monday morning at work to bring ya'll up to speed. So let's see what's been happening since the 10 month check up.<br />
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Ok, last time Roman took his first few steps, well he's been walking since 11 months so he's basically an expert now. He practically runs around the house. He loves it when we chase him, we tell him, I'm gonna get ya! And he takes off running and giggling hysterically. Another fun game is telling him to get Thumper (my mom's shih tsu) and he chases him around the living room trying to catch him. I'm not sure its that fun for Thumper, lol. He likes to crawl up the steps but we have to be with him because he hasn't mastered coming down yet. Well he'll come down but not the right way. He really likes being outdoors and playing in the yard, just exploring and checking things out. With us being in Autumn, he likes crunching around in the leaves. When we are out in a public place I don't like putting him down because he doesn't want to hold our hand and he just takes off. Little chubby face of determination not even looking where he is going but where ever he is headed he's going full speed.<br />
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As far as food, he's usually pretty agreeable with most meals. He always wants what we have so I don't really make him separate baby food, just a smaller portion of our dinner. Since he only has 4 teeth he can't chew somethings so unless the chicken is really tender he'll spit it out. Even though he can eat crackers and pizza crust just fine, hmm, little trickster. We can tell when he's done because he starts playing with his food and throwing it on the floor for the dogs. They hover like satellites around the table when we eat now. He's also completely weaned now (at 13 months) and drinks his milk, juice and water out of sippy cups. Its so nice. His new thing, which he has been doing for about the past month, if we don't give him something fast enough or what he wants, he falls over to the side and cries or screams. Sometimes its funny but I try not to laugh so I don't encourage him. It only lasts a few seconds then he manages to compose himself and he likes oh, what I wanted was right here the whole time. He does it when he's playing too and wants something, we just ignore him and he stops after a few seconds and goes right on playing. I read its just a phase and I sure hope so. <br />
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Umm what else? He says mama now along with dadd-deee. I think he said Nana the other day for grandma but I'm not sure. He also says dank eww for thank you, he's really good at saying that for various things. The funniest thing when he's talking baby talk and just babbling, if he's really into what he's saying he gestures like crazy, like he's trying to get his point across. I tell Mike, Roman is so Italian because I sure don't gesture like that. At his last checkup he weighed in just over 25 pounds and I think 30 inches tall. So still a big boy, wearing 18 month old clothes and size 6 shoes, sniff. His little tiny feet got big so quick. Another cute thing is our bedtime routine. He gets his bath and all ready for bed. Then we pick out a book and he brings it to me and climbs on my lap and we read a story before bed. Its so precious.<br />
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Well I think that brings us up to speed. I'll still try to do semi regular updates on Roman along with updates on how pregnancy #2 is progressing. So stay tuned...<br />
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<span id="goog_855354200"></span><span id="goog_855354201"></span><br />Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-19850893966773589272014-07-31T13:58:00.003-04:002014-07-31T13:58:21.661-04:0010 months<div style="text-align: left;">
Well, here we are at 10 months. Little guy just keeps on growing. No matter how much I want time to slow down I don't think its going to listen. Roman has mastered the art of crawling and is all over the place. When he really gets moving his little hips are swinging from side to side making tracks, reminds me of a snake slithering away. The poor dogs are so tired. They can't lay down to relax and can't go upstairs because of the baby gate. Thumper was jumping on the couch to get away from Roman but now he can reach up there and still grab at him. On July 11th he started standing with no assistance. Sometimes he'll stand clapping his hands or he'll squat to pick up something and stand right back up. Then last night he did it! He took his first few steps without holding on to anything. It happened so quick I almost missed it. I know in the next few weeks as he gains more confidence we are in for it. </div>
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As far as food goes, he eats almost everything. He's taken a disliking to broccoli recently I have no idea why. He doesn't like pureed baby food at all. Which stinks for me because I have a ton of frozen pureed butternut squash in the fridge. Have to figure out what to do with that. He's so funny when we are eating. We have to time our meals with his because if we are eating and he's already done, he wants what we have too. We have to eat at the table now, no more being lazy and eating on the couch because he's like, hey, whatcha got there? You gonna share? You're not! WAHHHHHHH! I feel like this kid eats all the time. For me, when I'm home I eat breakfast, skip lunch and make dinner sometime in the evening. With hungry Roman, its breakfast, nurse, nap, lunch, nurse, dinner, snack, nurse, go to bed. I can't figure out how all that food fits in his belly. He also is completely refusing to take his bottle/sippy cup with my milk or formula when I'm not home. He wants it directly from the source. However, we have found out he will take regular milk in his cup, so here's hoping he'll be easy to wean when we hit a year old. </div>
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Roman loves to say dadadadada all the time. He calls all of us dada. Every blue moon when he's real upset he'll cry mamamama. Guess I'm the bad guy lol! He's pretty good at saying cat, dog-gay, dum-pah (thumper). He likes to strum his lips and make weird gurling bubbly noises, he thinks its hilarious. I need to record it so I don't forget the sound. When he's all done eating he puts his hands up and waves all done. We got him some new toys that require more interaction, he likes to turn them on and catch the balls and put them back in and start all over again. Or listen to the different songs they sing. He was playing with one of them last night and I remember when he was a few months old that toy looked so big next to him now he can pick it up and press all the different buttons. Amazing how much he's grown in such a short span of time. That's all I can think of for now, until next month little guy!<br />
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Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-78339958748989545102014-06-16T14:13:00.000-04:002014-06-16T14:13:54.031-04:00Eight and a half monthsHere we are at almost nine months! My little baby is growing fast! I thought time moved fast when you hit thirty, well it revs up to warp speed when you have a kid. Little man is growing right before our eyes. I just bought him some shoes a month or two ago and he has outgrown them and moved up two sizes, plus he's more comfortable in 12 month clothes, sometimes even 18 month pants fit better depending on the brand. I'm still trying to squeeze some life out of his 9 month onsies though, lol! I don't know how much he weighs because we haven't been back to the doctor since he was 6 months. At that time he was 21 pounds, so on July 1st we find out how much he weighs (because ppl ask ALL the time).<br />
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Now that he has been crawling for over a month he can really pick up some speed. Sometimes when he really wants to go he does this weird crawl on his hands and feet, he doesn't even use his knees. He's pulling up on everything and I mean everything. He pulled over his exersaucer on top of him, the side table too. The exersaucer was kinda funny cause it was all slow mo and he looked around like, why is this on top of me? If we are in the kitchen he'll crawl over and pull himself up using our pants or just grabbing our legs. He likes to cruise around the edge of the couch, checking things out and grabbing for the remote. Sometimes he sneaks up on the cats and grabs a tail or a handful of fur. They are really good about it, they cry until they can break free, no scratching or biting at him. He loves when we walk him around the house. He can walk just holding one of our hands for a couple steps, he's wobbly but getting better at it. I know once he walks there will be no stopping him. He will be into everything.<br />
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As far as food goes, he's still nursing but eating 2 to 3 meals of food a day. He likes fruit better than vegetables, big surprise there, ha! Or it could be he just doesn't like pureed veggies. He's real funny about texture. For example, mashed bananas, he hates it. Give it to him in chunks and he loves it. Same with avocado and green beans. So sometimes I give him pieces of my broccoli or squash and he loves it. And of course he enjoys meat as if there would be any doubt since he is 1/2 argentine ;) And what will definitely help him in his food consumption is his first tooth! I finally felt one tooth yesterday. Which would explain the extreme crankiness, crying all night that was going on last week, sheesh! He is quite the healthy eater and hopefully won't be too picky when he gets older. And if he is getting fussy you can always pop a cheerio in his mouth ;)<br />
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So little munchkin, you keep on growing and we will keep on enjoying every second of it. Even all the crying, late nights we have with you. Because those other moments when you lay your head on our leg or shoulder and sigh contentedly or you clap your hands from happiness or laugh at your mommy dancing for you or daddy belly flopping on the bed are so worth it.<br />
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Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-10123202461023126432014-05-15T12:06:00.001-04:002014-05-15T12:06:16.101-04:007 month shenanigansWell we had a busy month. We went to Pennsylvania to visit Mike's sister and her family. We hadn't seen them since Roman was a week old. It was nice to see how the cousins are getting bigger and doing a lot more. Roman and Donald don't quite interact yet besides putting their hands in each others face and Roman not sharing his toys. Donald would grab one of Roman's toys and Roman would drop whatever he had and reach over and grab the toy from Donald. Donald is a good sport though and just moved on :) We will have to work on sharing. And of course Patricia just wanted to hug Roman all the time, lol! We visited with Mike's childhood friend Joe and his family. Its fun, everywhere we go there are babies :) Even though it was a week before our anniversary, we celebrated by going to Emeril's Chophouse at the Sands Casino. I had been dying to go there since it opened a few years ago. It totally lived up to my expectations, the steak was AMAZING! It was nice being out just the two of us. We spent time with the family on Sunday and Monday we went sight seeing in Jim Thorpe, PA.<br />
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Roman updates this month, he feels heavier. But that's nothing new, lol! We don't have another doctor visit till July, so I'm just guessing he weighs more. He's been eating rice cereal and various fruits and veggies. He seems to prefer veggies most of the time, but I'm sure that will change as he gets bigger. I really think he knows mama means me, because whenever he is upset or wants me he starts saying "mama mama mama". He says dada too but I'm not sure if he knows that's Mike or if he just likes saying dada. Last Monday, May 5th, he started crawling. He had been trying for over a week before that. He would get on all fours and scoot backwards but he didn't have forward movement till the 5th. Now that he's mobile, there's no stopping him. If you want him to move fast put either a dog dish or a shoe in front of him. Those are his favorite things to go after. And of course electrical cords. What is it with kids and cords? The other day he got the laptop cord wrapped all around him. I don't even know how he did that. So needless to say we have started baby proofing the house. Had to get a gate for the stairs and start locking things down. Not only is he crawling but he stands too. He'll grab the windowsill, side of the couch or his crib, cat tower, really anything and pull himself up and cruise along a bit until he loses his balance and falls on his butt. So fun times ahead. I can't believe in 7 months how much he has changed. Every day my baby is disappearing and he's looking more and more like a little boy. If we can just slow down time that would be perfect. So till next time!<br />
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<br />Vanessa R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03118880814363681523noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3702098812483697033.post-7799150363960703412014-04-03T11:34:00.000-04:002014-04-03T12:50:41.548-04:00Seis mesesThe little guy has been with us for half a year already! Can't believe it! He had his 6 month check up the other day. He's coming right along. Weighs 21.12 pounds (might as well say 21 1/2 :p). We thought for sure he was going to come in at 25 lbs. When she told me that, I was like are you sure? lol! He's a perfectly healthy little booger. Doctor said he's good to go on eating solids. Now I asked her about the difference between pureed baby foods and doing baby led weaning. She said either is fine, but the nice thing about baby led weaning is the baby can get used to the different textures of food. If any of you moms out there have experience with either let me know. Pros and cons.<br />
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So far, he's had carrots, broccoli, sweet potato and avocado. I guess I've been doing the baby led weaning because I haven't pureed a thing :p He also loves to drink water from his sippy cup. I tell you, he wants to be grown already. Whenever he wakes up from his naps he looks around and then tries to get down (if we are holding him) and I ask him "Where are you going? You know you can't walk or crawl yet, right?". His biggest feat, he finally figured out how to roll over. He flings his arm over and eventually the rest of his body follows. He also likes to try and practice standing. If we are laying on the bed he'll roll over and grab our legs and try to pull up. Let's see what else, bath time is a lot of fun. He takes a bath in the tub now, because he did not fit in the baby tub anymore. He sits there and splashes around, grabs his toys and chews on them. And I finally did it, he's now sleeping in his crib. Mind you, he outgrew his bassinet at 4 months. So for the past two months he's been sleeping with us. I finally had to admit, even though I love having him with us, he was getting too big. Trying to sleep with his feet in my back, no fun. He transitioned awesome. I mean he still doesn't sleep through the night, but he only wakes up once or twice and he sleeps a lot longer in the mornings. I think he's more comfortable too. Speaking of sleeping through the night, all the advice I see online and from the doctor says "Your baby should be sleeping through the night now, they no longer need night time feedings." Umm yeah, you try telling that to Roman. If you try to get him back to sleep without a feeding its not happening :p Lies and deception haha!<br />
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He's talking up a storm and finds it hilarious when I dance for him and when we make funny faces or noises. He's growing fast and we are just trying to keep up. I was holding him the other day and couldn't believe how big he is, he fills up my arms. I think that's the latest with him. I feel like I'm forgetting something, hmm. We are off to see the family in PA in a couple weeks so we will have some cousin pictures coming soon! :) Till next time!<br />
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