Jill’s parents very kindly sent a check for Noah’s birthday, with instructions that we get a toy or toys that he would enjoy. Yesterday, we finally managed it!

Happy Birthday (Belated)

In addition to this extremely exciting “Go Diego Go” push/ride car, Noah also got a “tot bowling” set with six lightweight pins that have little colorful balls inside. Unfortunately, the bowling ball is NOT indoor friendly, so it’s been tucked away for now. Noah can bowl with his basketball.

Anyway, Noah thinks this car is the best. It has a zillion buttons and bits that move and make noise — mostly music, some commentary. It took nearly 10 minutes of attempts to distract him, 4 or 5 hours after he first saw it, before we could remove him from the car to change a poopy diaper.

(We are in diaper changing hell. It seems to go better if we don’t interrupt whatever he’s doing to change him. But shrieking, tears, fury, and escape attempts are pretty much standard at this point. Maybe 50% of the time he will eventually settle down if provided a sufficiently interesting distraction. Your suggestions are welcome!)

 

This has been a quiet week on the blog as I have been completely swamped at work.

Noah just finally went down for a nap and I am torn between cleaning the kitchen, organizing his outgrown clothes, playing on the computer, and napping myself. I started some laundry and the dishwasher.

He has been the kissiest little guy this weekend, on both of us. Also, we seem to have names now. Jill is Mommy and I am usually Babboo but sometimes Mama. These are the wonderful moments. The less wonderful moments are the fits he’s throwing when his will is thwarted, like when I insist on closing the freezer door or changing his diaper.

Speaking of diapers, I have to say, I am hating on our first experimental batch of 7th Generation disposables. He has soaked through his pjs and the top sheet the last 2 nights in them. I *really* hope my supplemental cloth diapers arrive soon, but even the ones I already have do better than this — damp jammies sometimes, but not soaking-strip-the-boy-before-a-morning-nurse-so-he-won’t-freeze-not-to-mention-smell kind of damp. Which is the kind of soaking I got, even with 2 disposable doublers in the 7th gen. :(

I wanted to like them, but I just don’t.

 

Yup. As of yesterday, we are officially Trying to Have Another Baby. (I’ll be calling it TTC, for trying to conceive, from now on, because I’m lazy and that’s what all the kids on the Internet call it.)

We met with the very nice woman who runs the fertility practice that Jill picked — mine was horribly inconvenient — and we SO enjoyed talking with her. If I’d met her before I picked my docs, I probably would have picked her too. Continue reading »

 

I had a great post 90% written, then I kicked the power strip. Now I’m tired and frustrated and I don’t feel like re-writing.

Bottom line: this money thing has been rough, I’d say I had some breakdowns this weekend in buying stuff for Noah, but I’m staying strong on buying stuff for me, including starbucks.

Enjoy Noah trying to eat a popcicle with a fork.

Eating Popcicle with a Fork

 

Noah is turning into SUCH a little boy. Do you think it’s because of his new frat-boy haircut? I just wanted his neck to be less sweaty, and the hair to stay out of his eyes for awhile.

BBall1 Car3

Noah spent the weekend alternating between playing “Bah!” — which mostly looks like lifting a basketball that is 40% his size, heaving it in my general direction (or Jill’s), and giggling hysterically — and playing “Cah!” We even took him to watch one of the women’s semi-final games at a kid-friendly sports-bar type restaurant. While exploring the waiting area, he found a “Cah!” that had been lost by another small child, and so he never once looked at the people playing “Bah!”

Fortunately, the people around us were absorbed in the game, not Noah.He Sure Can Pick 'Em

And our adventures this weekend also included seeing Apa! We all talked about how much we miss The Baby Juggler family, and how much Noah has grown. It was nice to run into her and exciting to learn that she’s got a Real Grown Up Job now. I think Noah enjoyed playing Bah! with Apa, too.

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