Family Fuller

After tapering down over the past few weeks I stopped nursing Holden on Friday - he is almost 15 months now. It is a hard process for me as my body just likes to keep on producing milk and I am in a lot of pain. Lots and lots of pain, which if weaning Colin was the norm for me, will last about 3 weeks. Plus I feel really sad that Holden and I don’t have that connection anymore. Most of the time it was relaxing to finally be able to just sit and feed him and not really worry about anything else (aside from Colin in the living room) -to get to hold him and rock with him for 15 or 20 minutes. Plus it is looking very likely that we won’t be having any more kids (although it isn’t completely out of the question I guess) so it is sad that he is growing up so fast.

On the plus side it is nice not to have to wake up in the middle of the night to feed him and to be able to go out around bedtime and have someone else put him to sleep. It also had to be done because I am going away this weekend by myself, and although Chuck is a great dad I don’t think he could pull off nursing

Saturday was the first night I didn’t feed Holden before bed and he went to sleep right away but woke up an hour later and then cried every half hour until finally at 1 AM I got him out of bed and tried to give him some soy milk. That made him super mad and he screamed bloody murder for 20 minutes until Chuck got up and rocked with him. Of course Chuck didn’t get any sleep at all and had a run the next morning…I will leave it up to him to blog about that. Sunday night went much better and Holden actually slept until 7 AM - a miracle because he has been getting up at 5 AM. Can’t really blame him though, it is totally light at 5 AM. In fact when he woke up the other night at 4:45 the sun was coming up and birds were singing…and we still have a month to go before the longest day of the year.

My only issue with the weaning as far as Holden goes is that he won’t drink hardly anything. We aren’t giving him dairy right now because his skin was pretty bad (it has been better since we stopped the dairy) so milk is out. He drinks a little bit of water but not much throughout the course of the day. I wouldn’t be concerned but he barely ever pees now - never any really heavy diapers. Of course he eats well, is very active and drools like you wouldn’t believe so I don’t think he is dehydrated. I guess we will just wait and see if he starts to like his sippy cup.

Colin has been doing pretty well aside from our park visit yesterday where he fell over 4ft off this rung-climber thing. Then right after had a head on head collision with Liam on the swings. He was fine with both mishaps, but there was a lot of crying going on. He finally cracked 30 pounds a few weeks ago, however on Saturday he was wearing size 12 months shorts and they pretty much fit. He eats a lot - right now he is sitting here eating lunch which consisted of 1/2 orange, 2 big bowls of pasta, a piece of watermelon and now a strawberry yogurt. Plus he told me he had string cheese, watermelon and crackers at school - how does it all fit in that little tummy?

We have had a lot of other things going on - trip to Portland last weekend which was very fun, fixing some siding issues with our house and trying to get a new patio poured. The weather was great over the weekend - really hot on Saturday and perfect on Sunday. Saturday we went to the Norwegian Day Parade in Ballard…let’s just say it was long - but fun for the kids.

I have been bad about blogging I know, but it seems like things have been crazy around here and when you don’t get much sleep at night it can be a bit hard to get around to it.

Tidbits:

Colin was planning on having one of his preschool classmates (who is also our neighbor) over after school today. Her name is Gabby and she is pretty soft spoken and really cute. In school they kept talking about how she was coming over and then on the playground they hugged and she said “I love you” and Colin replied “I love you” then she replied “I love you more than chocolate.” It was adorable.

Once she was over I heard them in his room and Colin was saying “Gabby do you want to see my underwear?” - Not as bad as you think, as Colin is still in diapers so all of his underwear is in his drawer.

After dinner we usually have to undress Holden. Of course then Colin also wants to get undressed. Last night when Colin got undressed, Holden came around the corner and saw that Colin also had his belly out. Holden got all excited and started grabbing and pointing at his tummy and then pointing at Colin’s tummy. He thought it was pretty cool.

Holden has also learned how to get up on the dining room chairs (they have no rungs so it isn’t easy) and I am not happy about it. He gets up on them, then tries to get on the table. Mostly he stands on the chairs and tries to get them to rock back and forth on the uneven floors - that was until he fell off one today and bonked his head on the floor. Ugh.

We are heading to Portland tomorrow to go to my friend Emily’s wedding reception. The boys are coming with us but the dinner is adults only so we have a babysitter for them in the hotel. Colin is very excited to order room service. He has told me numerous times today that is is going to “order french fries and chicken fingers. Then I am going to set it down on the table in front of TV and eat and watch TV at the SAME TIME.”

I think I won the dumb mom of the day award on Thursday when I locked Colin and Holden in the car outside the zoo. Not only that but Colin was seat belted in his seat and Holden was roaming free in the car. My keys were locked inside along with my cell phone. The number of things I had to do wrong to make it happen was astounding and yet it still managed to happen.

Colin was sleeping in the stroller so I put Holden in first, but he had so much energy I thought I would just let him play around for a bit while I got Colin in his seat. Then I thought “Oh, but I better lock the door so Holden doesn’t fall out.”: Open Colin’s door and the passenger door, click lock on the keys, put keys and phone in car, get Colin out and into his seat, shut door, shut passenger door so Holden stays put, go to back to put stroller in car, realize all the doors are locked, phone is in car, Colin can’t get out of his seat or reach the lock….freak out!!!

I pleaded with Colin to try to get his belt off, but it is really hard to do, even for me. About 2 or 3 minutes later I stopped someone on the street and used their phone, a nice couple and their 20 something daughter. We called 911 first, who said if they came they would have to break the window. I wasn’t to that point yet so I then called AAA, which I just happen to have joined about 2 weeks ago.

Meanwhile all these Hispanic construction workers from the local condo noticed I was having a problem, however none of them spoke English - thankfully the young girl did. They started bringing all kinds of tools over trying to open the door. The man I stopped happened to be a fireman so he was ready to break the window at any point. I am pleading with Colin to try to get himself out of his seat or reach the lock - you can imagine how that went (he had just woken up from a nap) so he just started balling. During all of this Holden is the front seat by the steering wheel. He found a full pack of gum and started unwrapping every piece, smiling, oblivious to everything. He started using the gum as play dough. It was kinda hot out and getting hot in there and I was just praying that he didn’t stick one of the pieces of gum in his mouth and start choking. Once the gum was all unwrapped, the construction workers and the woman I stopped tried to keep Holden entertained - he was laughing away at them.

Finally 25 minutes later the locksmith came and opened the door in about 15 seconds. The boys were none the worse for wear and Colin didn’t even want to get out of the car. Thank god for nice people is all I have to say

Chuck was in London all last week, so I didn’t even have any spare keys anywhere and no one call during the whole fiasco. While he was there he bought Colin and Holden some sweet “football” jerseys - actually the whole home and away uniforms for the England National Team…how cute are they:

And little Holdie:

Grandpa and Grandma Fuller and Uncle Fletcher were in town last weekend and both Colin and Holden (as well as us) had a great time. The boys were very well behaved and had lots of energy. We went out to get pizza on Thursday night and Colin was teasing Fletcher about what he likes on his pizza (butterflies, bugs, beer, etc) when it eventually devolved into potty talk and “poop on your pizza”. We told Colin not to say poop so he replies “Uncle Fletcher do you like that brown stuff that comes out of your butt and smells bad and goes into the toilet on your pizza?” Nice.

Friday we took a little stroll around the Pike Place Market and then went to the aquarium. The boys had a great time there. That night we went out to Snappy Dragon for a great Chinese meal. Saturday we took a ride on the Bainbridge ferry and then played at the baseball field for awhile that afternoon. Colin loved playing baseball with Daddy and Uncle Fletcher, which is good because Colin needs a little practice running. Saturday night we got a babysitter and enjoyed a beer out and then dinner at Le Gourmand. Dinner was great, lasted 3 hours and was lots of fun. The family left Sunday - it seemed to go very fast. Chuck had to go to London on Monday, so after so much family fun all weekend it seemed a little slow this week.

Holden has been doing pretty well over the past few weeks, aside from the vaccine fever (which also causes a minor measles rash). He loves balls - and carries a football or baseball all over the house with him. He says “dada”, “dah = dog”, “ma”, “mo = more” and “ba = ball” - beyond that he babbles all the time. He does lots of signs, but he tends to have a sign of the day and does that for everything. He does signs for again, more, eat, apple - which means all fruit of any type, and today he made up his own sign for open which was swinging his arms way behind him.

Although he doesn’t speak very much he understands everything we are talking about. Chuck and I were talking about getting bagels for breakfast and he overheard us, made the eat sign and went to his high chair. He also overheard me telling my mom how we were trying to get Colin to hop on one foot and all of a sudden Holden is picking up his one foot trying to balance. He also tells us when he pooped in his diaper and the other day he went to the diaper bag to get a new diaper.

Sorry no pictures on this one - I will try to download them tomorrow.

Now for a few tidbits: