Monday, January 19, 2015

November/December

Thanksgiving, Christmas and the Beginning of Winter!


I am clearly very behind on updates, but it has been such a whirlwind the past two months. 

To start the craziness off, Riley  had not one but FIVE birthday celebrations throughout November.  We had a joint birthday brunch party with our neighborhood friends, a joint 2nd birthday party with her cousin Bonnie, a birthday party on her actual birthday with family/friends on Camano Island, a tea party with our mommy-group friends in Boston, and a little get-together birthday with her Aunt Karen and Uncle Tom.  Riley doesn't really sing, but she sure knows all of the words to Happy Birthday right now (and sings it in the bathtub every night).  She is one lucky girl...








Our trip to Seattle was a success.  It was so nice to spend some time with my family and their new dog Juno (although it took Riley some time to adjust to her energy!). Traveling with both babies is pretty tough right now though, especially now that they are on a pretty predictable sleep schedule. They were up between 3 and 4 every morning, so we had a hard time feeling too rested... 
















The girls are doing wonderfully right now....

Let's start with Riley.  We recently took her pacifier away (aside from bedtime) and her language has exploded (lesson learned). She is so much fun to talk to, and I can't explain how gratifying it is to be able to communicate with her.  In addition to feeling like parenting is fulfilling, it truly feels rewarding.  There is a little bit of give and take now. We have spent two years giving and giving (willingly and lovingly of course), and now we are getting back in the form of hugs, questions, words and signs that a real relationship is forming with our daughter.  When she says "I you" (I love you) it melts us from the inside out... when she asks "wassat?" (what's that), it is so much fun to answer her and feed into her curiosity.  And the conversations are very profound... they typically sound something like this:

Me: "Riley, we are going over to Matty's house."
Riley: "Mahey's house?"
Me: "Are you going to play with toys?"
Riley: "Play. Toys. Mahey's trains?"
Me: "Yes, we will play with his trains."
Riley: "Snack?  Tinkerbell snacks?"
Me: "The Tinkerbell snacks are all gone.  I'm sorry"
Riley: "Allllllll gone. Mama's car? Bye bye home.  Wassat?"

Clearly the conversations are not particular cohesive, but hey, they are conversations!

She is the definition of a two year old.  Very extreme emotions and very unpredictable. One moment she will be writhing on the floor in a fit of laughter, and the next she will be sobbing uncontrollably because she wasn't allowed to eat any more toothpaste (huge family battle right now).  

As challenging as it is to be on the Riley roller coaster all day every day, I thank God every night for letting it be me that gets to be her mother along for the ride. I guess you could say that I am proud to call this spunky, sensitive, empathetic, stubborn, silly two year old my daughter.










And then there is Nora.  I could just gush about her cuteness.  I don't think I have ever seen such a smiley, happy baby as Nora.  All we have to do is look at her and her entire face lights up.  She loves anyone and everyone, but she has one favorite person of all... Riley.  Nora is obsessed with her older sister.  She can stare at her and laugh at her for eternity.  She is constantly grabbing at her and reaching for her, and usually ends up chewing on her.  It is adorable. I can't wait for these two to play together (and I think it will happen sooner than I thought!).

Nora is nearing the six month mark, and is sitting up, rolling over, and itching to crawl.  She is entering that phase of frustration... she wants to be on the move, and wants to be able to get to all of the toys out of her reach.

Although they recommend waiting until six months to feed babies solid foods, we honestly couldn't.  Nora was ready to eat by five.  She is constantly grabbing for our plates and food, and gets very angry when she can't have something.  I think I am going to try something called baby-led weaning with her.  The basis is that we should offer normal foods (slices of fruit, bread with melted cheese, etc.) that are in the shape of a finger so that Nora can hold onto them and gum them.  It fosters independence, reduces frustration, helps them develop their motor skills, and ensures a broad taste palette.  It already seems to be the way to go with Nora - she hates being fed mush... she prefers teething crackers and fruit that she can hold.

For a month or so, Nora loved to be snuggled and wouldn't mind being set down on her play mat.  Now, she doesn't like to be left alone (she gets bored, not lonely), doesn't like to be set down (she hates not being able to move), and is only interested in being held and walked around.  It is pretty tough in the Poole household... Riley needs constant attention (well, supervision to be precise) and Nora needs constant entertainment.  By 4pm I want to crawl into bed and be done with the day filled with baby demands.  

Nora is doing fairly well with sleep.  Although she wakes up once or twice a night, it is usually a result of hunger (it typically happens when she doesn't drink much of a bottle before bed).  She also goes immediately back to sleep without any rocking, shushing or soothing... When I put her down for naps or bedtime, I have been putting he down awake (to avoid the trap we got in with Riley), and more times than not she settles herself to sleep on her own.  It is awesome.  

The only sleep issue we have right now is with Riley.  She was a rockstar sleeper until a spider incident a week or two ago.  In a nutshell, over the course of 45 minutes THREE spiders appeared on her wall while she was trying to fall asleep.  I killed each one I saw, but for some reason there was always another one hiding.  Now she hates to go to bed and has been crying in her sleep.  The worst thing though is that she is climbing out of her crib.  Last night she climbed out five times... and then she goes and brushes her teeth, or finds the remote in our room to watch a show, or digs through our drawers...  It is insanely unsafe and unsettling, so we are in the process of getting a lock put on her door.
















Overall, I'd say things are going pretty well.  One of our biggest struggles right now is that we are unable to accomplish much of anything. I honestly don't have any time during the day to do anything aside from keep my kids fed, clothed, entertained and rested.  Just getting dinner for Charley and I on the table is difficult. The house is a disaster at the end of the day...  Charley's hours are insane, so he doesn't have time (weekends aside) to do anything after work.  I have a million thank you cards to write, emails and texts to respond to, closets and dressers to organize (my kids wear the same four outfits because I haven't gone through their clothes to see what fits)... and on top of that we have preschools to choose, basic errands to run, etc.  And nothing, and I mean nothing, gets done aside from instant, necessary priorities (food, bathing, cleaning up spills, etc.).

It is aggravating because I always prided myself in being somewhat organized.  I like to write long thank you cards (which only gets harder and harder with kids).  I like to have a clean house (impossible). I like to have clothes that fit right (but shopping is not easy).  

Anyways, it is overwhelming but at the end of the day I know it is fleeting.  These moments with our babies are short lived and precious, and our family and friends understand. In a few years I'll be sitting down writing thank yous and emails with a quiet house when the girls are at school, and I'll miss the chaos around me.  

So for now, Charley and I are just trying to get through the thick of it and enjoy it!

We are so very lucky to have these beautiful little girls, and we wouldn't trade it for the world (or a clean house).

The holidays were wonderful.  My family was here for a long time, and Charley took time off of work, so there were plenty of extra hands for a few weeks.  It was amazing.  

We baptized Nora and have tons of pictures, but I'll save those for another day!




 





Riley's great Aunt Karen and Uncle Tom bought a rocking polar bear for Nora.  Riley thinks if she maintains this stoic face that nobody will notice she is stealing her sister's toy.


Riley's Nana bought her a life-size Elsa doll... she sleeps with it sometimes.








We tried, very hard, to get a good family picture.  These are so funny to me...  Riley has a peanut butter cup in her mouth...








Thursday, November 6, 2014

Halloween


Halloween went pretty well pretty well for Tinkerbell and her bag of pixie dust, although the concept of trick-or-treating was still a little bit lost on Riley. She has recently learned that when somebody opens their front door to you, it obviously means that you are invited inside.  You can imagine that Riley immediately walked right past whoever was greeting her at the door...  A few houses later, she realized that big buckets of candy were awaiting her.  This naturally lead to some pretty epic tantrums when she was told that it was not all hers.  I think we made it to five houses...






I was just frustrated because she kept choosing my least favorite candies!

Next year will be pretty amazing with Riley - our neighborhood goes all out, and is very easy and safe for trick-or-treaters.  I can't wait to see what Riley will choose to be - I know she'll have a strong opinion in a year!


Nora's Monthly Pictures (a little late!)




Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Autumn and Three Months for Nora

Fall is in the air!  I think everybody and their brother chooses fall as their favorite season, and I guess I am one of the masses.  We get to enjoy the New England autumn in a town that is full of numerous different deciduous trees... it is just so beautiful.  



She is obsessed with this coat because it has pockets...  her day is MADE when I put anything in it (from candy corn to chapstick)





Things around the Poole household are going pretty well... and it always comes back to sleep!  If you ever want an accurate reading on how a family is doing, ask how the kids are sleeping and you will get your answer.  

We sleep trained Riley (again) starting about two weeks ago, and she is doing incredibly well with it.  I was terrified that we were going to be looking at weeks of emotionally charged tantrums and crocodile tears, but it actually only took two days.  TWO DAYS.  She cried for 20 minutes the first night - that was it!  Those 20 minutes were brutal for me - she kept saying mama over and over in the saddest tone ever.  And then she slept through the night!  The next night took about two minutes, and luckily for me she was repeating dada that time.  And she slept through the night.  

Now bedtime is actually enjoyable!  I would never in my wildest dreams have attached the word enjoyable to bedtime, but, at this moment in time, it is.  She loves to pick out her own pajamas (usually emptying her drawer of her Sofia the First and Tinkerbell jammies saying wow with each piece), and for some reason she has been laughing when I brush her teeth (probably because her brush spins around and has princesses on it). Then we snuggle in her chair and read book after book... well, we read the first few pages of many books.  Then after saying goodnight to her lamp, we set her in the crib and she falls asleep when she's ready.  

I think my favorite thing about it is that I finally get to blow her a kiss and say I love you before closing the door.  I used to be unable to even kiss her or whisper those words to her in fear of waking her up.  

7:15pm - 6:00am.  It is amazing.  I guess I should clarify...  it is amazing until I have to peel my eyes open to greet my energetic toddler before dawn.






Nora is pretty up and down.  She was sleeping until 3 or 4 in the morning, but this past week she's been up two or three times a night.  My gut feeling is that she is going through a growth spurt and is getting hungry more often.  So just when we get Riley straightened out with sleep, Nora flips a switch.

Oh sleep... I will meet you again one day.

Nora is getting so big it is killing me.  She is entering that squishy, giggly, gurgly, cheeky, gooey phase and I just love it. I could eat her up. She is just so sweet... She is pretty lean, especially in comparison to Riley at this age.  It is interesting putting Nora in Riley's old clothes because it really give me perspective on their physical differences.  Pants that were skin tight on Riley are baggy and too short on Nora.  

One of the perks of raising a second child is I am much less worried about the little things than I was with Riley.  For example, Nora is a tummy sleeper.  She always has been, and we've always allowed it.  We weren't able to swaddle her when she had her brace, so back sleeping was very, very difficult.  So at this point, she panics in the swaddle and flails when on her back, so tummy it is!  

Right now Nora is smiling like crazy, cooing and chatting, and is a very efficient eater. She is starting to grab and hold onto things, and can hold her head and chest up when she's on her belly.  She's definitely in-between sizes though... too thin for 3 month clothes, but also too long for them!  






She had her backpack on, her stroller filled, her baby-carrier in place, and suitcase ready to go... she clearly paid attention when Charley and I were hauling them through the airport (it was quite the scene)
For some reason, the rolling suitcase is by far her favorite "toy" at this point in time

The past few weeks we've been looking into preschools for Riley (they start at age 2.9), and it feels incredibly surreal to me. First of all, it hardly seems possible that this baby I gave birth to 23 months ago is already nearing the age for backpacks, homework and parent-teacher conferences. I'm not ready to hand my child over to another person five days a week... I'm certain I'll feel a bit differently in a year from now, especially when Riley will be older and more developmentally ready for school...  but right now it is tough to imagine.  And once school starts it never stops!  

Secondly, it is odd being on this side of the fence.  The classroom seems so much different from a parent's perspective than a teacher's.  When I toured the schools I scoured the rooms looking for clues of quality teachers while trying to imagine how my child would do in it.  I also couldn't help being a little bit judgmental and uneasy.  I guess I just know how different teachers are - some can view teaching as a job, and others a passion.

I know Riley will love school, and I am profoundly jealous of the fact that her teachers will get to experience it with her and not me.  They will get to see her face light up when she learns something new, they will see the pride on her face when she figures something out, they will hear her laugh as she plays with her first friends (and who will they be?!), they will be hugging her when she gets hurt or frustrated... And don't get me wrong, I know it is the best thing for her to detach from me and I her (I won't homeschool her or anything!), but it is very bittersweet... especially since I know how magical the classroom can be.  

Well, after writing this out I have drawn two conclusions:  I will be crying a LOT more than Riley on her first day of school, and I (kind of) miss teaching.








We are so lucky to have neighbors with kids the girls' ages.   It is pretty incredible.  We had a few families over to celebrate the season and here are some of the kiddos.  We are missing 4 others all around Riley or Nora's age.

On another note, I've realized recently that I really love parenting.  It has taken me a while to get here because it has been such a roller coaster of infants and pregnancy for the last few years...  it has been very easy to focus on (and impossible to ignore) the challenges, which is largely because the amount that Charley and I (and all new parents) have to adapt to an entirely new life/lifestyle is almost incomprehensible.  We love our children the second we meet them (and even before), yet we struggle to love the strain it puts on relationships, routines, cleanliness, physical appearance, time, sleep, health, work, and all other facets of life!

Perhaps I am now getting into a groove, or maybe I've just accepted a few truths about life as a new parent... but it is such a blessing to have the opportunity to raise these incredible little souls.   One of the biggest gifts of being a parent is getting the chance at a second childhood.  We don't form memories of life at Nora or Riley's age - we will never remember all of those firsts or the crazy emotions only toddlers can have.  And as a parent, I get to experience it and cherish it especially knowing that it is fleeting.  

It is hard to believe that my next post will be of Riley's second birthday (and Nora's 4th month, although the monthly milestones stand out a little less the second time around - sorry Nora!).









Somebody told me yesterday that when it comes to life with kids, the days are long and the years are short.  And, for me at least, this is the truth.  While it feels like it takes forEVER to get through the day and make it to bedtime, it feels like the years are just melting away...