Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Cuddle

Yesterday Liam took his big teddy bear and put his two little dogs on the bear's lap and said, "cuddle." Yeah, just a teensy bit cute.

Yack or eat?

Always a tough question when you're pregnant.

Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Oh, baby

Oh, new baby. You're only five weeks old. That's only true by doctor math. Actually, you're more like two or three weeks old, and the size of a poppy seed.

I'm so scared, baby. Your father and I were so excited -- and fearful -- of the last pregnancy. Sure, we had been trying to conceive. For about 10 seconds. And then the baby miscarried at 10 weeks and six days. So I'm not really going to feel great until I know for sure that you're real.

What are my hopes? That you'll be different from your brother, because I can't imagine anyone competing with that child's spunk. That you'll have different qualities that I'll love just as much.

Frankly, I hope you'll be a girl. I'd really love to have a girl. If not, a really adorable, cuddly baby boy. That would be pretty nice, too.

That you'll be healthy and strong. That you'll be very, very close to your older brother. After all, your parents won't be around forever.

That you'll sleep through the night at six weeks of age. Is that really so much to ask?

That you'll be born.

Long-overdue update: I just discovered this old blog 10 years later. The baby was born, and a very cuddly little boy--the cuddliest and most adorable--and wouldn't you know, that little mf slept through the night BEFORE six months of age. He slept all the time.

So I guess if there is a god ... thanks! I owe ya one. (Although I think I already paid it back). 

An update on Daredevil Liam

What's Liam's favorite new bike trick? Riding it down our neighbor's steep driveway into the street. Backwards.

Also: spiders. More specifically, picking up daddy long legs and trying to hand them to me.

Favorite Liam quotes of the past month

So, I've been pretty bad about writing down all the great stuff. Here are a few recent favorite quotes:


"People. Scared. Thunder. Boom-boom!" (my favorite part is his super-wide eyes -- and the best part is he doesn't know what thunder is. Also, the adorable way he pronounces "scared": sceered.)

Then he follows it with: Thunder BITE you.


Me: "Did you have fun with Grandma?"
Liam: "Grandma. Bike ride. No, no!"


"Dogs bite? Cows bite? Sheep bite? Cars bite? Binkies bite?" (that last one is a flash of his soon-to-be trademark humor)