Saturday, August 21, 2010

The frustrations of cup stacking

Aunt Ali gave Lincoln stacking cups for his First Birthday. He loves them. They’re one of his favorite toys and can keep him occupied for impressive time-spans. However lately I’ve started building towers for him and while he loves the final product he hates it when they fall over or when he can’t balance the top cup on top. He gets really frustrated and the following is the result. It kinda freaked me out the first time…but now I just think it’s pretty cute.

Focused, concentrating, building the tower.


So happy and proud of himself when it’s complete.


But when the tower falls….watch out. Lincoln gets very upset.

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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Lake Erie

Last Saturday several families from the ward were headed up to Lake Erie for the day and so we decided to join them. It was a long drive but Lincoln did awesome in the car (slept the whole way up and watched movies of himself the whole way back) and we had a good time with everyone once we got there. We’ve already meet so many cool, fun people and feel really lucky. IMG_6081IMG_6079IMG_6088 IMG_6073IMG_6075 IMG_6091

And he’s just cute in this picture.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Water Baby

IMG_6068The Boy loves to swim. Maybe he’ll be a swimmer. I so miss having easy access to nice pools. We’ve been checking out the local public pools to try and combat the heat and because it’s one of Lincoln’s favorite things to do. Yesterday we found one that was alright. I guess I’ve been spoiled in the past. I’m not used to having to pay every time, sit on on the cement (no lawn chairs) and feel afraid to use the bathrooms. It was so fun in C-ville to have a nice pool right outside our apartment.

What else occupies our time? Practicing walking and throwing balls.

Monday, August 2, 2010

Yikes, Less than a month!

Wow…the final days are approaching before baby Harris #2 arrives.  Words cannot express how completely different things have been this time around.  Lincoln’s pregnancy dragged and seemed like an eternity.  I had a count-down started on my calendar over a hundred days before my due date.  This one has come and gone in the blink of an eye -  understandably so given the two opposite pregnancy circumstances.  With Lincoln I’d been trying to get pregnant and stay pregnant for years.  This time it was a surprise after having a baby 3 months earlier and still recovering and adjusting to that.  Since then I’ve had Lincoln occupying me this whole pregnancy, so I’ve hardly given Baby 2 a second thought.  Do I feel guilty about this?  Yes.  Although I feel like this is normal.  Baby 2 is getting the short end of the stick in a lot of ways.  He’ll be in a pack and play rather than a lush crib like Lincoln.  His room’s smaller and not nearly as decorated.  He’ll have to share my attention with Lincoln.  The list goes on and on.  However, I am the second child in my family, but I still feel loved and think I turned out alright, so I’m not too worried about it.  I know I’ll love him just as much and he’ll have a big brother to entertain him everyday.  That’s something Lincoln hasn’t had this year.

Do I feel ready?  Materials wise…yes, just need to buy diapers and get out the newborn clothes.  Mentally, physically, emotionally?  Not-so-much.  I’m pretty nervous about the whole thing.  Lincoln’s quite demanding – he doesn’t even walk yet and won’t hold his own bottle - and Ryan’s very busy.  I was pretty much a stress case the first few months with Lincoln and was at home with the help of my mom and family until he was 3 months old.  I’m petrified of nursing and of getting mastitis from hell again. I don’t even really want to try it but feel like I should.  These are my feelings.  Do I feel guilty for not being over the moon excited like I was with Lincoln?  Yes.  Am I grateful that I at least I am having another successful pregnancy because for the longest time that’s all I wished and prayed for?  Yes.   

Another example of the differences in pregnancies…documentation.  With Lincoln I had my sister take a ton of maternity pictures of me about half way through my pregnancy and then my good friend Emily take

these more professional pictures the week of my delivery.  And I had monthly pics my husband would snap of my growing belly.  This pregnancy… pictures!  I’m really fine with it and over the whole pregnant picture thing, but for those of you who have been asking for it and in an attempt to be somewhat fair to baby #2 (not that I really think he’ll care. Do any of you care if you do or don’t have pictures of your mom when she was pregnant with you?) here I am….37 weeks along.

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