Sunday, March 20, 2011

How far along am I?

Second pregnancies are different. You know, the first time you avoid things like caffeine, fish, nitrates, and swine flu. Well this time it's not like that. See, you are not supposed to go over 200 mg of caffeine a day. So I found a drink that has 180 mg..problem solved. With Levi we diligently picked out the perfect shade of baby blue for his room while I coordinated all of his modern furniture and accents. This time? We are actually thinking we might keep the baby in our shoe closest for the first 6 months. No seriously. And names?  Well with Levi I made a speadsheet of different names, their origin, and their meaning. This time, I told Lawrence I don't care what the meaning of the name is unless it means Nazi Warrior in German. Then, once again, I would be offending the mother-in-law.

So, here is no name "baby in progress" at 24 weeks as I affectionately call him. And what a cute little alien he is!

Then there is this kid:

Mama was right cleaning DOES give you a headache!























Well Levi is 15 months and really pretty funny. The good news is he knows his body parts. The unfortunate side effect of this is when at the park he hears another mom say "boobs" when taking about her discomfort breastfeeding and Levi starts walking around saying "boobies boobies" while pretending to squeeze melons over and over again. Parenting fail. Then there was his bath one night where he tried his mightiest to pull off his manly member and after growing very discouraged exclaims, "pee pee (st)uck. uck uck uck!!!" Yeah, might as well learn that early in life kid...it IS stuck.

We are trying hard to get Levi used to the idea of the new baby coming. When asked "Where's the baby?" he runs over to my stomach, lifts up my shirt, and gives it a kiss while saying "muah!". However, the kiss promptly turns to hitting the baby and saying "BOP. BOP, BOP!" Then there is usually a quick pinch of the belly before I call the idea off and bribe him to avert his attention to goldfish crackers.

Long gone is my baby. Instead of liking to be rocked to sleep with his bottle, Levi now grows very impatient as bedtime arrives and he despertly tries to climb into his crib while saying "BYE, BYE. BYE". The kid just wants us gone so he can have some alone time with his glow turtle and roll around with his stuffed animals. I have even overheard him saying BYE FISH to his pet fish while sitting in the crib at night. These kids grow up too fast...by 16 months he is probably going to put this sign on his door: