Better Late than Never

May 8, 2010: this is the day my life changed forever....AGAIN!

Avery Mae Callas was born at 3:40am. She weighed in at [a whopping] 8lbs, 3oz (BIGGER than her brother I might add too).

I couldn't be happier that she's here, partly because I was the most misearble preggo in the world there at the end, but more because I finally get to hold her little body to mine and snuggle with her! She's precious (of course I'm biased) but we are all so happy! Aiden love his little sister. He wants to hold her and carry her around (and wishes mommy would just let him do it). He showers her with kisses everyday and my heart just melts every time he does it.

She's already got daddy wrapped around her little finger, well and mommy too!

I'm so blessed!

Our family of 4

Our little girl is finally here. She arrived on Saturday, May 8th at 3:40am. My labor was very easy although here I am a week later and still a little sore, but that's to be expected. She's perfect in every way.

Stick a fork in me!

I'm DONE! DONE DONE DONE!

We are four days away from our due date and I'd love nothing more to bring my second child into this world on Mothers Day, however as stated above...I'm DONE! I really do hate being so miserable about something so beautiful.

My patience is gone, I don't sleep and I ache all day long. I return to the doctors tomorrow and I have to make the big decision of whether or not I want to be induced. I really want the doctor that deliverd Aiden to deliver Avery and she's on call Saturday, SO...I can opt to be induced (providing conditions are favorable, but how can they NOT be)?????

I've been having a difficult time with thie decision. I didn't want to be induced with Aiden, however I was forced to do so because it was medically necessary. My biggest fear, even above the pain, is that I will have a C-section and I don't want that. I really want to have a vaginal birth and I fear that if I opt to be induced when my body's not ready, a cesarian is a big possibility.

Am I being silly? Probably, but at the same time I need to think about my family. Luke has put up with enough of 'evil' Noelle and is more than ready to have my not be pregnant anymore. Aiden has a mommy with no patience and I'm so tired all the time. It's not fair to them anymore either.

I think I have made my decision. I have a few more days to decide so we'll just have to wait and see!

Cool Beans

According to the urban dictionary:

"Cool Beans. A slang term that actually began it's
use in the late 60's/early 70's. Popularized by the pop culture of the time.
Used to describe something very favorable or pleasing. Great. Very nice.

This is a COMMON saying in our household these days. Aiden walks around saying it all the time and I can't, for the life of me, figure out where he got it. (My neighbor told me yesterday that she has heard me say it from time to time so I'm guessing that's where Aid picked it up).

The other day luke was trying on some very intersteing pants for work and aiden entered the room, looked at daddy, turned to look at me and then looked back at daddy and said "cool beans". Then yesterday his Poppy came into the house and as he was taking his shoes off, Aiden said it again (don't know what he thought was so cool, but it was funny none-the-less).

It is truly amazing what our children learn on a daily basis and kids really do say the funniest things!!

Playing Catch-Up (Part 2)

It's been a while since I posted any photos. Here are a bunch since forever ago!

Playing Catch-Up

It's been forever I know. So much has been going on these days it's hard to know where to start.

AIDEN UPDATE:

1. Aiden is such a big boy (I know I say this in every post..but it's true). He's riding a tricycle now all by himself. Downhill is easy, we're still working on the uphill part. Daddy needs to get him on board with his workout program to get those little ham hocks stronger ;).

2. We've recently discovered that he's acquired some of his daddy's acting talent. Yesterday while enjoying the day at my father in laws house, Aiden played a mean trick on all of us. We thought his arm had either twisted pretty badly or been pulled out of socket, but it turns out he was LOVING the attention he was getting from all of us thinking that. After about an hour of whining about how bad his arm hurt, it miraculously got better (part of me believes that he actually did hurt it a little).

3. He's talking so much. Everyday I feel like he says a new word. The other day in the car Luke sneezed and he said "bless you daddy". WHAT?? Where did he learn to say that? I love hearing words fly from his little mouth. We are still having a hard time understanding most of it, but he's getting better.

4. It appears that our baby boy has a horrible time with allergies (again, something that he acquired from his daddy). Since the pollen has been at an all time HIGH (it's disgusting really, when you go to dust your furniture and the duster is YELLOW) Aid has been sneezing, itching his eyes and his noes just runs and runs. He can't breathe either, which makes eating very difficult. He has to eat with his mouth WIDE OPEN so he can chew and breathe. Poor guy!

5. He's starting to pee standing up. One day we go into the bathroom and I go to place his potty seat on our toilet and he begins screaming at me..."No mommy". He runs over, grabs his stool and proceeds to stand in front of the toilet to pee. Mind you, that we have taught him to aim down so that he doesn't pee all over the place (while sitting). Now that he's standing we are trying to retrain him to aim away from himself, which ISN'T and easy thing to do. I can't tell you how many times he's peed all over his legs because he can't grasp the concept. I think we will try the cheerio trick. I've heard it can be very successful!

Avery Update:

Where do I begin. Here we are 37 weeks later...and STILL pregnant. I know everything that's happened up until now was for good reason, however it's been so hard to remain positive through this pregnancy. I'm very ready to see this little girl's face, that's for sure!!

I was so lucky to receive bags and bags of clothes from several friends and my sister. I've been spending LARGE amounts of time sitting in her nursery piecing outfits together and hanging them all neatly in her closet. Her nursery is almost done. I think the only thing I have left to buy is a rug. Last week my mother in law and I spent an entire day putting baby swings and bouncing chairs back together. I bought a few last minute things this weekend and I finally feel like I'm ready. Even her little bag is packed (I wish I could say the same about mine). I'm sore, can't sleep and just want her to get here...did I say that already?

So...there you go. I've been slacking with my posts, but I've had a lot of things going on lately. It's only going to get crazier, but I say BRING IT ON!!

Daycare

Aiden is back in daycare. After being home with me for 8 months I have put him in a home facility three days a week. The woman is absolutely wonderful but things aren't going well. He's suffering from the worst case of separation anxiety ever. It's really hard, because each morning (that he goes) is a struggle. He begins crying when he realizes that he's getting dressed to go somewhere that early in the morning. And then if I manage to get him settled in the car on the way there (a big 5 min drive) the instant we pull into the driveway the tears begin again. Usually I have pretty thick skin, but this morning was very rough for some reason.

Apparently he's having good and bad days. Some days she says he only cries for a half hour...but I still feel that it's way too long for him to be crying. Yesterday she said he had a really rough day and that whenever she couldn't give him her undivided attention, he began to cry. I can't help but feel guilty that I'm the reason he's acting this way. It's so hard to go from being with mommy or Nanna all the time to being with some stranger who has to share her time among four children. UGG...what's a mommy to do?

I don't want to pull him, I feel like he's going to act like this where ever he goes. He needs this structure and now that I'm back to work, we have no other choice. If there was only something that could soothe his anxieties (besides time).

I know that eventually he'll get over this, but it's so hard to see him like this every day. I know he likes it there. If he knows he isn't going, he talks about the place all day long. But as soon as you tell him he's going he has a melt down.

Usually I don't want the time to pass, but in this case, it wouldn't hurt to speed up a bit :)

It will get better....it will!!