Wednesday, November 30, 2011


Cyrus is a huge fan of Spiderman cartoons. Ryan borrowed a few from the library before Halloween in effort to make Cyrus excited about "being" Spiderman for the holiday. The good news is that it worked...Cyrus asks to dress up as Spiderman a lot. Last week, on one of the discs, Venom was introduced into Cyrus's life. Venom is the alien Symbiote that first bonded with Spiderman before Spidey realized that the alien was taking over him. Anyhow the Symbiote needs a human host to "be" Venom.
Cyrus became fascinated with the "other" Spiderman. He calls him Dendom, which I think is so adorable. Someday he will say all his words correctly and I will miss his cute Cyrusisms.
On Monday, Cyrus found a Venom action figure while playing in Child Watch at the Y. He tried to steal it, but daddy caught him. He was worried some other person would steal the action figure. So the child care worker hid Venom for Cyrus. Cyrus was insistent that Venom go on the highest shelf in the room.
On Tuesday, however, Mommy was in charge at the Y. Cyrus was clinging tight to Venom when I came to retrieve him. We needed to have a potty break but he didn't want to go. So I had to resort to bribery (he had stayed dry all day, and I wasn't about to ruin our streak). I told Cyrus that if he went potty then he could ask Miss Robin if we could borrow Venom. Voila...peepee in the potty, and Venom came home with us.
Cyrus has not put Venom down yet. His new little friend has accompanied our little boy every where. He even told me that Venom needed to snuggle with us to help him fall asleep.
So tonight Cyrus, Venom and I had a snuggle fest. When I left Cyrus for the night Venom was clutched in his hand, on his chest under his blankie. I wanted to capture the picture, but by the time I returned his death grip was released but Venom was still snuggling.
Venom will be returned tomorrow...and I know that will be very difficult for Cyrus to handle so I am now on the search for a Venom action figure to put in his Christmas Stocking.

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Our Thanksgiving

Can you believe that we went through an entire holiday and didn't take one family picture? I didn't even capture any pictures of Cyrus during the day. We had a very low key Thanksgiving. We were invited to spend the holiday with the Szuch family in West Virginia, but we decided that 4 hours of travel, while potty training wasn't going to be happy for anyone. So we stayed home.
My family has a tradition of going to a movie after the holiday celebration (for both Thanksgiving and Christmas). This year I decided that it was time to implement that tradition in our home. Cyrus has been asking to see Puss in Boots for awhile now, so we decided that during the day on Thanksgiving would be perfect. I was sure there wouldn't be too many people at the theatre, so if Cyrus was difficult it wouldn't be that big of a problem. Luckily Cyrus was perfect. He was so excited to watch the movie and eat his popcorn or as he calls it "poptorn".

I mentioned we are potty training right. We went potty when we first got to the theater and he stayed dry the entire movie and used the rest room right after the movie as well. I was very proud of my little boy.
 After the movie we came home from nap time. Cyrus napped in his new big boy bed (post coming soon). Mommy napped with him. I really like his new bed, it is super comfy.

After nap time we watched a few Spiderman cartoons, while Ryan put the final touches on dinner. Sadly, the pregnant girl was insistent on making the stuffing and I forgot how off my taste is and seasoned the stuffing a little too much....I mean I still like it, but Ryan was not a fan. Ryan prepared  butterball turkey breast, and mashed potatoes, and we had steamed broccoli - it is our version of the traditional turkey day meal. Oh and one must not forget the cranberry sauce. It took us less than 10 minutes to enjoy our dinner.Cyrus even ate some turkey, I was shocked, my child doesn't eat meat usually. Honestly, I think he just liked dipping it in his gravy.

I was missing the hoopla of being with family on the holiday, this has been our second year in a row spending the holiday in Virginia. Last year wasn't so bad because our friend Brian came to stay with us for a few days, but I miss having guests. Usually I cook a big turkey dinner, but it is pointless to do it for just the three of us. I was thankful to have some quality family time with no distractions, and very thankful to have a few days of potty training boot camp, but still I missed family a lot. I'm already sad thinking about Christmas....we are staying home again. I'm glad we have our VA Family to celebrate with, but will really miss both my family and Ryan's family a ton.

Cyrus has already moved on to Christmas. He looks at the decorations around town and says "Its Christmas Time" he is really excited about Christmas this year.

Monday, November 28, 2011

Mr. Chatterbox & The Things He Says

Have you met my chatter box, Cyrus. I'm seriously amazed at how much my child talks. I know I shouldn't be amazed because one of the first things I remember Ryan's parents sharing with me about toddler Ryan, was that once he learned to talk he never stopped. Well our son has inherited Ryan's gift for gab (yep I'm sure a bunch of you thinking huh? Ryan talks, but once upon a time he was a talker).

Cyrus talks in complete sentences. He uses pronouns and a few adjectives, CORRECTLY! He is very descriptive in his conversations. He pauses for you to respond. Honestly I've never known a 2 year old who communicates so clearly. I chalk it all up to the fact that Daddy talks to him all the time, and doesn't let Cyrus get away with "noises" as a form of communication.

However, we all know with such great verbal skills come some very funny statements. Cyrus says lots of things that I wish I could capture on tape or wish I could remember to blog about later. But that never seems to happen in my world.

But today Cyrus had a conversation with Ryan, that I need to document because when it was reiterated to me I almost fell out of my seat.

Background: 10 years ago this December Ryan bought me a schwinn recumbent exercise bike because we had just taken in a beautiful high strung 8 week old Australian Cattle Dog puppy, named Isabelle, who needed countless hours of play time which would no doubt cut into my gym going efforts. I used the bike once, I hated the thing. Ryan however, has logged countless hours on the thing while playing video games. Last month the seat literally broke off the bike from years of sweat build up and rusting.

Over the weekend Ryan cleaned out the garage and now the broken bike is sitting in our driveway waiting for bulk trash pick up. Cyrus mentioned the bike to daddy. Daddy said it was broken. So the conversation begins...

Cyrus: "I buy you a new bike daddy, and I buy mommy a new bike because she needs to exercise"
Daddy: "why does mommy need to exercise?"
Cyrus: "Because she is getting big"

So there you have it...He then got on the phone with me and said
Cyrus: "Mommy I buy daddy a new bike, and the trucks a new bike, and mommy a new bike"
Mommy: "Why does mommy need a new bike"
Cyrus: "Your butt is getting big"

Seriously the kid should get a spanking for being a liar. There is no truth to the above statement. I will fess up when I need to start wearing maternity underwear but as of right now I still have my per-pregnancy butt going on. Thank you very much Cyrus!

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Womb Wednesday

It's time to talk all things pregnancy related, so this will most likely be very short. I went to visit Dr. Keeley yesterday, for my 25 week appointment. The appointment was uneventful in general. I did not experience any of the anxiety I usually feel when going into the office. I'd like to be able to attribute that to me resting in God's plan for this child, but that would be a lie. At any given moment when I think about the what if's of God's plan I freak out because He can do anything that pleases him and I cannot control it. And though I have learned so much from the plans He has made for me, the pain and heart ache sometimes felt unbearable, even now thinking on the journey saddens me, it still hurts even though I am happily pregnant.  I will never be the same, I know that is the point, but I will always look back on my journey of pregnancy loss and long for those children, I will wonder what they look like, and who they would have become if they had made it into thsi world. Even though I know God's plans were far better than those I could have made.
So though in most cases my security comes from God, in this case my security actually has been coming from the kicks and punches that I feel in my lower abdomen very regularly. This baby moves way more than Cyrus ever did. Or I'm noticing it a lot more because my placenta is in the back. I also used my doppler just this morning to listen to baby heffalump's heart beat. I love love love the sound of his sweet little heart.
In fact, I felt so comfortable this morning that I didn't even make Ryan come to the appointment with me. Instead I left him at home to finish painting Cyrus's new room.
Both Dr. Keeley, and Wendy (his nurse) were proud of me for coming in alone (this is the second time I've done it). We did all the routine stuff weight, blood pressure etc. Everything looks good. I have only gained 3.4 pounds in the last four weeks. Which means I am right on track to meet my goal of gaining only 25-30 lbs with this pregnancy. That would be way better than gaining the 52 I gained with Cyrus. My blood pressure is wonderful. Baby's heart beat was right at 150 accept when he was moving, then it was in the 160s.
I received my glucose drink and will go back in on December 19th for the test. Oh and I'm measuring about 26 weeks. I think I was always ahead with Cyrus too, so there is no cause for concern there.
In other pregnancy related news I have horrible heart burn on a daily basis. Chocolate is the biggest offender, which saddens me greatly. My acid reflux acts up with in 5 minutes of eating chocolatey goodness. I have not slept through the night since, well I can't remember. I'm usually getting up about every two hours to empty my bladder, which Baby Heffalump is still happily laying on, or I am waking up to roll from one side to the other. I can only take laying on one side for so long before I need to flip over. Sometimes the baby kicks so much that I lay awake at night just enjoying the movements.  I'll try and get a picture of my 25 week belly for those of you who haven't seen it yet.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Monday, November 21, 2011

1 little, 2 little, 3 little

Indians...I mean Native Americans. Last week at school Cyrus learned about Thanksgiving (they are having a Thanksgiving Feast tomorrow). On Thursday he came home sporting a really cute Indian Head Dress. His Indian name was given to him by his teacher Miss Amy. He was Little Squirrel, which is so appropriate in so many ways, but mostly because he loves squirrels. As you can see Cyrus doesn't often make it home from school awake. Most Tuesdays and Thursdays he comes home already napping.
I love capturing pictures of my little man sleeping. I'm so thankful God chose me to be Cyrus's mom.

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

More Fun for Fall

I'm proud of myself! I have accomplished yet another one of my fond childhood fall traditions. Jumping into piles of leaves. We had to wait a very long time for our yard to gather enough of the neighbors leaves, but finally the yard was ready.
We bundled up, because it was actually feeling like a crisp fall day and the sun was going down, and started to rake our pile of leaves. Well I raked, Cyrus wasn't much of a help in this area. He decided it would be more fun to use his lawn mower - I continue to be amazed at how much use that toy has gotten! I pray he loves to mow into his teen years, because we plan on making that one of his chores.
Back to enjoying the crispy leaves of fall. I raked, not the whole yard, because hey I'm pregnant and was having not so enjoyable braxton hicks contractions, but I raked enough that Cyrus was very excited. It is amazing that children just know that a pile of leaves should be jumped in. I did not tell him what we were doing, he just knew.
Obviously Cyrus was having too much fun, and I couldn't capture that "perfect" first time jumping in leaves picture. It was also dusk and I missed the best lighting of the day, there is only so much a working mama can do.
Now I can allow Ryan to actually rake and bag the leaves! I feel so accomplished.

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Back Seat Driver

Cyrus has been an extended rear facing car seat rider. I know that it is the safest position for my son to be in, so I was never in a rush to turn him around, even though I know it is more interesting for little ones to forward face. Our car seat has a rear facing weight limit up to 35lb, as long as your child remains more than an inch below the top of the car seat shell. I knew the day of forward facing was coming soon. Cyrus is getting so tall. Well Thursday 11/10/11 was the day!

Ryan installed the car seat for the explorer before picking Cyrus up from school. I wish I hadn't been working, when he went to pick up Cyrus, so I could have a first hand experience of Cyrus's reaction to his new car seat position. Apparently, it was exciting. Cyrus wanted to be a big boy and help daddy buckle himself in. He then proceeded to tell his daddy how to drive.
Ryan called me and said "Great now that he is turned around he has become a back seat driver, 'watch out for that car daddy, see the blue car daddy, are we going too fast". He then allowed Cyrus to talk to me. Cyrus said "I'm buckled in Mama" and then said "buh-bye Mama" and handed Ryan back the phone.

Friday, November 11, 2011

Breaking the "Beebee" Hold

Cyrus has used a pacifier since he was in the hospital. He was a huge fan of the binky or "beebee". For the first year and a half of his life he always had a binky in his mouth. Well almost always, I do have one or two pictures of him with out his binky.
Ryan started breaking Cyrus from the "all day" binky use around 18 months (I think). This made our life very easy. Cyrus only "needed" his binky during nap time and bed time.  Our goal was to break him of the habit by age 3. I honestly have been dreading it. I mean seriously, how do you break the binky habit? Cyrus has another bad habit...chewing on his binky. I have been telling him for weeks that if he kept chewing on his binky he would put a whole in it and it wouldn't work anymore, then we'd have to throw it away. Preparation is key with children,  I have learned.
So on Halloween, Cyrus came to me with his "beebee" and said "hole in it, broken". Through out the day Ryan and I prepared him for sleeping with out his binky. At some point during the day Cyrus told both Ryan and I that his "beebee" was broken and he tossed it...we had no idea where it landed.
At nap time Cyrus asked for beebee, but Ryan told him that it had a hole and was broken. Cyrus went to sleep. He randomly asks for his binky every few days...but we just remind him that it broke and he says "otay" and goes to sleep. I must say I really enjoy not having to crawl around in the middle of the night looking for his binky, which conveniently always fell under the far side of the crib. Once again, my baby is growing up too fast.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

A poem for Cyrus

I look at you, my heart skips a beat
I never knew love like this
For you I would climb the highest mountain
You answered all my hopes, my dreams
I long to hold you as you sleep
Wishing moments like these would last forever
Indulging in every sweet embrace
You are the greatest gift
My treasure this side of heaven
I love you, my sweet Cyrus

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Womb Wednesday

I have not written much about this pregnancy, for a few reasons, but one is that I'm having a hard time figuring out how to convert Cyrus's blog to a family blog. My goal is that each boy will have printed books of their childhood to share with their families some day. So far Cyrus's has his life documented from 8 weeks on, and baby heffalump has barely anything. I'm sure I also don't write much about baby heffalump because there hasn't been much to talk about since we announced, and I'm still not incredibly comfortable writing about him, though I'm sure once he is here safely in my arms I will have a hard time not writing about him all the time.
Well today I have resolved that I will have "Womb Wednesdays", not every Wednesday, but those Wednesdays when I have an update I will post.
Today I had my 22 week 1 day check up - yes I know its not a standard week for appointments, I guess that is the luxury of suffering multiple losses and being deemed high risk. We had another ultra sound to capture the rest of the measurements that they could not get at our 18 week appointment. The coolest part of the appointment was seeing his heart beat. At 20 weeks you don't see the flap of the heart working, it is still too small. At 22 weeks it is clear as day. The flap closes up once the baby is born, but before then the flap is charged with diverting babies blood away from the lungs. I thought this was pretty cool. Anyhow back to our appointment. Baby heffalump is doing great! All the measurements are right on target for 22 weeks and 1 day, well he is 2 ounces heavier than the estimated weight of babies at 22 weeks. He is in the 62nd percentile for weight. Baby Heffalump was very active during our appointment, but I could barely feel his movements. I have been feeling regular strong movements since 18 weeks, but I was amazed that he moves so much more and I'm not feeling it yet. Dr. Keeley said the baby is still in a very big pool so with in the next few weeks I should start getting more substantial kicks.  At one point during the ultrasound I saw him reach up to his head and scratch his scalp (at least that is what it looked liked). That was very cool. Oh and Dr. Keeley reminded me that we only have 17 weeks to go!
Cyrus is very excited about his baby brother. If you ask him he will tell you his brothers name, but we haven't shared because we are not 100% sure, of course I guess if Cyrus is 100% sure then we should be as well.  Cyrus loves to tell his brother stories. All of his stories start with "Once upon a time, Big Monsters coming...". He also hugs his brother. And he tells him that he loves him. I think it is amazing that with out prompting from us Cyrus has decided he loves his brother. I think Cyrus will be a great big brother.


Yes, this is a picture of Cyrus in my bed. Yes, I did say that he would never sleep in my bed. Yes, I am eating crow. However, I have realized that while pregnant you have to cut yourself some slack. And if your toddler had a tendency of waking up at 4 am, but will climb in your bed and fall right back to sleep for another 3-4 hours then don't look a gift horse in the mouth.
We all need to get a good amount of sleep, and since Cyrus was only getting between 6 and 7 hours of sleep (and being a terror during the day) I decided that getting him to sleep a few more hours any way I could was worth it. I also have to admit that I really do love snuggling with him when Ryan leaves at 4 am, and I also really enjoy the extra sleep since I am up a lot of the night using the bathroom.
The above picture was taken on Monday. Ryan came home from practice to find his family still snuggled in bed. I of course had to get in the shower for work, but enjoyed an hour of family snuggle time. I think we need to buy a king size bed.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Trick or Treat

Halloween was a huge success this year! That is once we got our little Spiderman to put on his costume. It was no small feat, believe me. Cyrus is going through this odd stage. I guess it is most commonly known as the "terrible twos" just about everything is a struggle with him, and we often fail miserably at parenting through it, but we are learning so hopefully our second child won't be so screwed up (LOL). Anyhow, back to Halloween. Cyrus, being the terrible two that he is, didn't want to take his nap. We have become very relaxed on nap time the days that I work from home, and Monday was one of those days. Nap time usually consists of Cyrus watching a movie in my bed until he passes out. On Halloween he didn't pass out until 3:45 (2 hours and 45 minutes past nap time). In his defense he was at the YMCA with daddy until 1:30 and then he received a lollipop at the Glenvar he was all "sugared up". The plan was to wake him at 5:30 for dinner.
The plan didn't go so well. I got Cyrus up and brought him over to my "new office" and he proceeded to pass out on my chest. I have to say, I do love my snuggle time with my sleeping boy. By 6:00 pm I had him up and Ryan brought us Chicken Pot Pie so we could have a picnic in my bedroom. By 6:20 it was time to put on the Spiderman costume. Cyrus was adamant that he was not going to dress up. After a few weeks of talking about being Spiderman, and he was going to disappoint us all. I was more than upset. I was frustrated, and I just wanted to take my little boy trick-or-treating. Luckily daddy came to the rescue with his powers of persuasion and bribery.
Doesn't he make the cutest Spiderman? I think so. Once we were all dressed we headed over to Meemaw Debbie's house for some trick or treat fun. Meemaw has a great neighborhood for trick or treating. There are lots of kids, lots of houses, and it is a lot safer than over where we live (we have no street lights, and cars drive really fast on the connecting streets). Auntie Rissa was in charge of handing out candy this year b/c Meemaw was up at her mom's house in West Virginia. Cyrus was so excited to see Auntie Rissa. And she made sure to give him lots of good candy.

Last year we only made it to two houses before Cyrus was done for the night. This year he realizes the importance of candy and was eager to hit every house he saw. He was actually very adorable, walking up to doors and ringing doorbells then he would say "frick er freat" get his candy, and say "thank you". It is always good to demonstrate good manners when receiving candy from strangers. And on that note weren't we always taught growing up not to take candy from strangers? Why is it okay to do so on Halloween. Well my kid went one step further and asked a very nice blond woman "I come in your house?" I corrected him that we may take candy from strangers on Halloween but we never go into their homes.
We ended the evening by helping Auntie Rissa give out the rest of her candy, and wrestling on the front lawn with daddy (Cyrus, not me I'm too pregnant for lawn wrestling).

Now we have to figure out what to do with all that candy! I surely do not want it in the house. I am going to try to explain the candy fairy to Cyrus later today and see if he wants to trade his candy for a new toy. Then I am going to donate our candy to the VT Crew team (for their long drive to TN this weekend).