Todd's Take on Changing a Diaper...

So, Todd has been making some comments recently about how he'll have to get used to such a tiny baby again.  I remember him holding Ty for the first time and he while stiff as can be, he was an old pro by day #2.  Well, for holding him that his. 
The diaper changing biz...well, lets just say he needed help quite often because "it was the worst diaper he's ever seen".  He'd freak out, Ty would freak out, and I'd have to run out of the shower naked to clean up the waterfall pee mess and nasty newborn poo leakage. 
He soon warmed up to that and now he's an old pro at the diaper changing duties too. 
Personally, I'm thinking the newborn diapers are much better than the people-food diapers if you know what I mean. 
Anyhow, like most things in our life, we relate them to sports.  While we don't mess with the cloth diapers, I did laugh out loud when I read this...

The Art of Diaper Changing

Spread the diaper in the position of the diamond with you at bat. Then fold second base down to home and set the baby on the pitcher's mound. Put first base and third together, bring up home plate and pin the three together. Of course, in case of rain, you gotta call the game and start all over again.
Jimmy Piersal

We Did It!!!

April 27, 2010
The day that Ty Cannon Lillpop OFFICIALLY moved from crib to "Big Boy" bed. 
Tear.
Yes, we did it!  His new room has been ready for a while now.  He has a full size bed with a tall headboard and footboard to protect him with bed rails on both sides.  I need to take a picture of his room but everytime I think about it it's dark and he's sleeping.  I mean, I've only thought about it a few times (and frankly, it's upstairs and down the hall and that's just silly to walk that far to wake him up with a camera flash). 
Anyhow, the first night was a little rough.  But, it wasn't his fault.  Poor Ty Baby and his allergies.  He went down pretty easily actually.  Todd read him a book while I put clothes away and set out clothes for the next day.  Todd stayed about 5 minutes after I left the room and he was OUT!  About 2 hours later, after 3,498 coughs, Ty woke himself up coughing.  I was actually in bed at this point so Todd went and got him.  He brought him to me and said "he needs something to drink".  I faked sleep and mumbled something like "get it yourself lazy I think water will be fine w/ some allergy medicine". 
Ty tried to coax Daddy into watching that stupid purple dinosaur Ney (Barney), but Daddy didn't give in!  Ty realllly likes these Barney DVD's.  The songs stick in your head.  The kids are AWFUL actors.  And, well, they drive us nuts.  But, Ty likes them and they are educational really.  So, we deal.
Todd took Ty back upstairs and decided to sleep with him.  At 6am, I heard a little pitter-patter from Ty's feet while I was in the laundry room (had been up since 5:30 for no reason at all) and he said his typical, "Mommy, I want Milsh".  For those of you that don't speak Ty, that's Milk.  After he points to his cup in a slightly demanding way, he then says (everyday), "Mommy, I want pop-pop".  That would be a fiber-one pop tart.  He's so predictable I tell ya!
I, of course, gave him big hugs for sleeping in his Big Boy room and he kind of pulled away and wanted a hi-5.  You know, because 21 month olds are TOO COOL for hugs these days.  Well, not all the time, but when he's accomplished something he's so OVER hugging. 
In the meantime, Todd informs me he slept awful and to wake him up at 7:30.  Grumpy pants went to the bedroom and was snoring in 3.2 seconds.  That lasted for about 30 minutes and then Ty brought Daddy his Handy Manny tools so they could watch Handy Manny on TV.   After much reluctance, Todd woke up from his "fake" sleep that we've learning to do oh.so.well these days.  Ty just wasn't buying it.
Any minute now Ty will be waking up from night numero 2.  I can see him sleeping so peacefully...but the coughing has started again.  Last night, was out by 8:30pm and he hasn't woke up since.  Yahoo!  Maybe I'm celebrating too soon.  However, it's a start.  And, it's before Ace is here.  That was the goal!
Next up-pacy removal.  Yikes!!!

Pickles and Ice-Cream

So, I'm slightly obsessed with dill pickles. Not just because I'm pregnant either. Like, I reaalllly like them. Being pregnant just intensifies the craving.

Today when Ty and I got home he told me he wanted a "pit-cle". Yes, he has had one before. No, he has not held a whole pickle by himself and ate it at his own free will. Well, free will with Mommy standing right next to him monitoring his bites.

Yeah, he thought he was too cool for school sitting there with HIS pickle in HIS hand.  I guess I've passed on my love for them to him.  I mean, I did eat like 3 big ol' dills a day when I was pregnant with him.  It's in his blood! 

I also craved flavor-ice popsicles.  Not really ice-cream, but it's frozen.  And, good.  And, only 10 calories per "pop".  Yes, he loves those too.  We eat at least 1 per night before brushing our teeth (we share) and blue (purple) is Ty's favorite color to eat.  I mean, the dentist may not like our choice of late night snack, but they hit the spot.  Just like real coke does.  Whoops...don't tell Dr. Smith.  I MUST have 1 coke in the morning.  And, I don't really care how large the glass is, it's just one.  I don't want the caffine free junk or diet.  I want real coke.  I don't want it when I'm not pregnant.  Ever. 

So, how many colors can I stain my teeth with in one day?  Well, it's only for a few more weeks ;)

Somebody said...

Not all of these pertain to me. Yet. Maybe they never will. All I know is having Ty was absolutely the most awesome experience I have ever had. And, to feel that way about another baby boy in the next couple weeks excites me to no end. Thank you God for the gift of my babies.

Somebody said it takes about six weeks to get back
to normal after you've had a baby..... somebody
doesn't know that once you're a mother,
'normal' is history.
Somebody said you learn how to be a mother by
instinct ... somebody never took a three-year-old shopping.
Somebody said being a mother is boring ....
somebody never rode in a car driven by a teenager with a driver's permit.
Somebody said if you're a'good' mother,
your child will 'turn out good'....
somebody thinks a child comes with
directions and a guarantee.
Somebody said you don't need an education to be a
mother.... somebody never helped a fourth grader
with his math.
Somebody said you can't love the second child as
much as you love the first .... somebody doesn't
have two children.
Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother
is labor and delivery.....
somebody never watched her 'baby' get on the bus
for the first day of kindergarten ...
or on a plane headed for military 'boot camp.'
Somebody said a mother can stop worrying after her
child gets married....somebody doesn't know that
marriage adds a new son or daughter-in-law to a
mother's heartstrings.
Somebody said a mother's job is done when
her last child leaves home....
somebody never had grandchildren.
Somebody said your mother knows you love her, so
you don't need to tell her....
somebody isn't a mother.

34 weeks on the nose...

and, I've been told to "take it easy".  I'm not supposed to lift too much (Ty Baby weighs almost 40 lbs), sit often (Ty Baby runs.  Everywhere), and relax (I'm a banker and it's baseball season.  Yeah, like that's going to happen).  You know, everyday things. 
I go back to the Dr. May 7th and will get checked.  It's kind of delayed because my Dr. is going out of town and I'm trying to push back my appt. to see her (and not let everyone else and their Mom view my hoohah.  Yet.).  I am slightly anxious/nervous/not mentally prepared for that because I never made it to the "pants off" appt.'s last time.  My water broke before that and we were on our way.  EEEEKKKKKKKKK!
Needless to say, it's all coming to reality.  I hope to get to work on some picture uploading very soon (maybe this weekend).  And, I may even post a belly shot because I we're going to a wedding tomorrow and I MAY just put some make-up on with a dress.  And, Todd may have a tie on.  Wow...it's been a while ;)

2 boys...under 2

In just a few weeks I'll be able to say that I have "2 boys under 2". 
Gasp.  Breathe.  Wow...
how many Mother's can actually ever say that? 
I thank God every day that Todd and I didn't have any issues getting pregnant with our boys.  In fact, "fertile myrtles" is what we were...we talked about having a baby and I was pregnant with Ty like the next day. Seriously.  And, with Ace we had a plan and, well, it was successful (hence Ace Man coming like RIGHT AFTER baseball season ends for Todd!).  Needless to say, we're lucky in the baby making department. 
While I will admit there are days that I question how in the WORLD I'm going to survive, I do know that I will.  I'm not the only Mom who works more than full-time.  I'm not the only Mom that has to work late sometimes and work on Saturdays occasionally.  I mean...I do have a job and while it's not the most "family friendly" job in the world I do have a job.  I'm not the only Mom who has a husband that travels or doesn't get home until about 30 minutes before bed time most days (during baseball season).  These days I usually feel sorry for myself and then I get over it...because that's life and well, that's just how it's going to be.  Sleep?  What's that?  An organzied house?  HA. 
But, how do Mother's of multiples do it?  How does Taryn do it (BFF and Mother of 2 boys 11 months apart).  How did Kate Gosselin and Octo-Mom survive?  Well, scratch the last 2 but still.  It CAN be done and I will look back when my boys are teenagers dating little diva's and I will think to myself  "and I thought diapers and potty-training was tough". 
Anyhow, I know I'm lucky.  I have a happy healthy Ty Baby.  Ace is looking/sounding great in the womb and we are SOOOO anxious to meet him.  Will Baby #3 happen...we're about 95% sure not, but you know what?  If it does, I hope EVERYONE will realize it's a good thing.  It's a gift from God to have a Baby.
So, Ty Baby...while Mommy does have some guilt that life is going to change around you...I have embraced that it's a good thing.  You are going to have a best friend in your house.  Mommy and Daddy will love you more than words can describe.  In fact, we already do.  You may have to share your toys, but you'll get to teach Ace Man so much!  In the real world, you share.  And, you don't always get what you want. Having a brother will be so much fun for you; and my wish is that you are inseperable.
Having 2 little boys at home will definitely keep us on our toes, but it's going to be worth every. single. minute. 

A little bit of Florida...

Can we cover him up a little more to block the sun from him?

Ty Baby looks like he's been caught doing something he shouldn't have!

SBX10

More pic's to come, but this is absolutely my favorite picture from the beach.  Ethan is 5 here, and Ty is 20 months old.  WOW has time flown! 

Ty and I joined Mimi and Papaw (my parents), Amy, Brian, Ethan, and Baby Blake (sis's family) in Panama City Beach for Spring Break this year.  It was SOOOOO nice to have the beach as our front yard and gorgeous weather

EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. 

Ty had his big cousin Ethan to play with everyday and he also had some good practice as to what life will be like once Ace gets here with Baby Blake.  The roughing around was minimal (Ty liked to pull his hair for some reason, he only head butted him once, and he was VERY concerned when Blake cried).  He also wanted to hold him (for about 2.5 second increments).  Let's hope this continues :)

Tomorrow it's back to the grind, but this vaca was much needed and enjoyed by all.  Thank you Mimi and Papaw...the DEACH is definitely one of Ty's favorite places :)

Happy Easter 2010

Ty made this at school for Easter...seriously?  Is he already a little 20 month old Picasso?