Today we have a three-year-old in our home. Our first little boy is three. It seems like such a small number, but how have we been parents for three years already?!
The birth day, 1st birthday, 2nd birthday and today!
Yesterday we had a small party for him, with some of his favourite friends. There was fresh snow on the ground for his past two birthdays, so it was nice to be able to take advantage of the nicer weather and spend a bit of time outside. Calvin has grown into a fun, smart, energetic and talkative little boy. He loves puzzles, playing sports, and listening to “Monster” by Skillet. I have to admit though, I am beginning to understand what everybody is saying when they talk about 3 being worse than 2, attitude wise. He is really getting into the whole disobeying-and-ignoring-us-when-we-ask-him-to-do-something thing. But we love him, Victor loves him, and he makes us laugh! I can’t wait to share more years with you, Calvin!
I was so happy when my parents decided that they would come visit on Easter Weekend. We have never had family come for this special holiday, so it was a nice change. We packed in lots during their three days here.
We had an early birthday celebration for Calvin: Had a little Easter egg hunt out in the cold, and enjoyed a simple ham dinner with Michelle who also came by that day: And still had time for some backyard fun and relaxing!Thanks for coming and spoiling us all!
We are having another baby boy! That will make me a mother of three boys. Oh boy! It seems like a big deal. It’s not really, though. I can name so many people who have three sons. Three of my dad’s siblings have three boys. Even my grandmother had 6 boys in a row before a girl came along! A few families I grew up with also lacked a female child. Life with three boys (maybe more, maybe also with a girl in the future) sure will be exciting!
True Feelings: I would be lying if I said I didn’t shed a few tears after learning it was a boy and not a girl. It was no secret that I wanted a girl! After I heard, I knew I was going to need a good cry to get it out of my system and then I would be fine. I thought it would wait until I got home, but I actually had my cry when the tech left the ultrasound room to show the photos to the doctor. And since it wasn’t at home, it was just a little cry. But I think it still got it out of my system! No further cry was had! I am all good with it now. I think what helped was the fact that we have the perfect name picked out (and have for some time; we are planners). This gives the baby and identity and a place in our family instead of just being some boy hanging out in my uterus. The thought of having three boys is a little overwhelming and makes me feel tired for my future self. But it will be an adventure. And adventure I am looking forward to! And if he is as cute as those other two up there in that video, it would be hard to not love him!
Of course when you think of three boys, things like the Three Stooges come to mind. Here are some other groups of famous boys/men that come in three that make me smile.
Clockwise, from top left: The butcher, the baker, and the candlestick maker. Representing the nursery rhymes of our childhood. Rack, Shack, and Benny. AKA Shadrach, Meshach, and Obednigo, three guys who stood up for what they believed in and experienced first hand what our all-powerful God can do. Snap, Crackle, and Pop. The mascots for the cereal that can be turned into a deliciously sticky treat! Fun fact: I never liked eating Rice Krispy squares when I was little because they made me sticky. The Three Kings. Or three wise men. Or three maji. Probably not three, but whatever. The men who were chosen be among the first to welcome Jesus to this world. How special! DC Talk. The music of my youth. My first CD. Makers of music I never tire of listening to.
How my pregnancy is going: Everybody always seems interested in how pregnant women are feeling, so here is how I am doing. I am feeling great! I still have that pesky nasal congestion, but after it sticking around for the entirety of two other pregnancies, I am kind of used to it. Only a few more months until it’s gone! Sleeping is still mostly comfortable, I can still get up off the floor while holding Victor after nursing him in the middle of the night (yeah, I just plop myself on the floor beside his crib instead of going to the couch in the living room), and heartburn hasn’t kicked in too terribly yet. Well, I never get it bad anyway. Even later in my pregnancies I never feel a lot of the discomforts that are so common for a lot of women, like being kicked in the ribs or other places. I am doing well, and am enjoying being pregnant.
This past weekend I turned 28. 28?! That’s nuts to me! Didn’t I just graduate? Didn’t I just move out of my parents’ house? I’ve actually done a lot with my 28 years. Just in the past decade I’ve travelled to 3 continents (other than North America), made the very first move of my life to a brand new city, lived on my own for 3 years, got married, had 2 children (with another on the way!), and become a home owner. A lot of people can’t say that much at 28. I am so thankful for where my life has all led me.
The weekend was quite a good one. Jordan and Amy stayed with us Wednesday and Thursday night since they had a conference in town, and we celebrated me with an ice cream cake. Yummy! And our friend, Kate, was working in town on Friday so she spent that night as well. Although not birthday-related, the visits were special!
Friday morning some friends and I made a huge batch of wareneki together. I was glad to have something to do that morning to take my mind of the ultrasound I had booked for that afternoon. I was nervous about it! I was hoping for a sweet birthday gift of finding out the gender, but that was not to be. But not to worry. I have to go back next week because they couldn’t get clear measurement of the baby’s heart either. Surprisingly I’m not nervous about that. I actually had a couple weeks at the beginning of my second trimester where I was anxious about the health of our baby. Only for the reason that I’ve had 2 perfectly healthy pregnancies and babies; am I allowed to have another? But that anxiety melted away into just nervousness for finding out the gender. Now, even after hearing that something needs to be looked at again and they also couldn’t see the gender, I am feeling neither of those feelings anymore, which is great!
Saturday morning I had brunch with the ladies from our small group and in the evening my boys and I went out for dinner. The day was also, of course, interspersed with calls and texts from family members. It was a wonderful day!
I tried adding more photos, but it isn’t working for whatever reason. Check back again later if you like!
I lay awake at 5:15 am composing an angry letter to the weather in my head; something to the effect of:
Fresh snow, you suck. You make the world all glowy, waking up my younger son three times in 5 hours and make it difficult for me to fall back asleep before he wakes up again. You make it necessary for the neighbour to shovel at 5:00am, because that’s when he leaves for work, keeping me awake longer, and waking up my then-sleeping baby for a fourth, no wait, fifth time.
The fourth time was after Calvin woke up and spent a bit of time in our bed. He was brought back to his room only to decide that it was a great time to turn on his light, hop in the crib and do a puzzle.
I was not happy last night. I still am not. I was hoping the boys would sleep a little longer this morning since they were awake a chunk of the night, but nope. They are awake in their room. Calvin is in Victor’s crib, bugging him. Needless to say, today might be rough. I normally bring the boys to a friend’s every other Wednesday morning, but she was sick last night so no me-time today.
I am so done with winter. Yes, I know there are a ton of places that have it worse (sorry, east coast!), but I am here and this is my situation, so I can complain if I want. And yes, I also know that we have been having a good chunk of “warm” days, but it’s hard to get out to enjoy them when walking is dangerous (warm days = all the snow banks melt into the sidewalk and freeze over night) and playing in the snow isn’t even fun because it’s more just layers of crust and ice than fluffy snow.
But there is only 1 or 2 months left of this. In that time a few exciting things are happening: I have my ultrasound, I have my birthday and we get new windows! Now if you all on the west coast can block me on the photo posts of your daffodils, cherry blossoms and green grass, that would be awesome.
Remember Christmas? Yeah, I hardly do either. But I remember enough to know that I have not yet done any sort of post about it. So here I am. We were back in BC for almost 3 weeks, split between my family and Tim’s family. I didn’t take all that many photos, but here is a little sample of what I did take.
Not a super interesting post, but this is mainly to help me not forget that Christmas 2014 actually did happen.
Yep, we are expecting another baby! I know a lot of people knew this was bound to happen soon and were just waiting for an announcement. No surprise there! The due date is the first week of August.
So come the middle of summer, the adults in the family will officially be outnumbered. I am used to being outnumbered when I am by myself during the week of course. But three will feel quite different probably. I think the only thing I am nervous about with having three is just getting them into the vehicle when I am on my own. But Calvin will be a little older (3 1/4) by then. So we will see how it works out.
A third child means we get to go minivan shopping! I am actually quite excited about this. How amazing will it be to have room to spare when we do our trips back to BC?! It also means we can buy things like furniture without having to wonder how we will get it home. Minivans are so useful!
To answer all your questions:
– I have been feeling great! Pregnancies treat me well, and I do not take that for granted. The most uncomfortable thing was the first trimester bloating that made me go out and buy some maternity pants while we were in BC. But I could also blame that on Christmas cookies.
– No, Calvin doesn’t really get it yet. He has a bunch of months to get there though.
– Yes, we are going to find out the gender. If it’s another boy, I will need those months to get my mind around that. It’s no secret I really want a girl. Boys are cool and all, but I want a little variety, you know? I need some floral onesies and jammies in my life! Plus, if it’s a girl, she will be like me, the first girl after two boys, and that’s pretty neat.
That 12 week belly is one part leftovers from other babies, one part Christmas cookies, and one part third-pregnancy-showing-early syndrome.