Friday, July 31, 2009

Sweet Potatoes... Going, Going, Gone!

I've mentioned before how Nathan eats the same eight foods over and over again, right? And how variety is not his thing? And how the closest thing he eats to a vegetable is a sweet potato?

But at least he really loves his sweet potatoes.

When we were in DC, we ate at a barbecue place (yes, we went from North Carolina to DC and ate barbecue there, and yes, we know how wrong that is) and ordered Nathan a sweet potato for dinner. Because I am currently not into the whole kids menu thing.

As you can see, he was pleased with the portion size, and he polished off almost all of it. Amazing. Mark and I had way more leftovers than he did!

Right now he's saying "Ooooh it's a big one!"

He digs in without any hesitation, totally unitimidated by size.


All done! (Oh yeah, and he can now officially drink from a straw.)

I like seeing my child so enjoying the simple pleasure of a simple food that just tastes really good to him. It's the small things in life, right?

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Nathan Loves to Brush His Teeth

These days Nathan asks to brush his teeth approximately seventy-nine times a day. He doesn't do a great job on his own, so he knows that Mommy or Daddy needs to do it first, then he gets a turn.

Because of that, he spends most of the tooth-brushing session asking for it to be "Nathan's turn, Nathan's turn." Which just makes us laugh. Hence, us making a video of teeth-brushing time.


Let's hope he stays this enthusiastic throughout his dental life. (Clip taken in Washington DC hotel room.)

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Happy Birthday, Nathan!

I am going to try to not cry as I type this: my little baby is now officially two years old. I don't know how it happened. I do know that two years ago today, this little creature made me a mommy and nothing will ever be the same now. And that every day I love him more.

I love him, and I like him. Everyone should be so blessed to feel this way about their kids.

We spent Nathan's birthday in the most low-key way possible. We went to church in the morning, then Nathan spent the afternoon napping while Mark and I worked a little bit in our new "office" downstairs, then we opened a few presents and had some dinner and birthday cake.

Besides the rockin' awesome Thomas birthday balloon I got for him yesterday (doesn't take anything fancy to please a two-year-old, I promise!), Nathan also got a new truck to play with (thanks Grandma!), and spent most of the evening unable to part from it -- it's a car carrier. Yes, it's a truck that holds cars. He was kind of beside himself, as you can imagine. And as you can see in this picture (that's the face he makes when he says oooooh it's a big truck; I'm so glad Mark got it on camera, even if it wasn't intentional! this face has become one of Nathan's funny everyday moments). He had a ball loading his cars and trucks and yes -- trains! -- into his new car carrier.

Nathan also got an assortment of non-toy gifts (we really try to keep the toys to a minimum, though we know it will get harder and harder as he gets older) including money for savings. Our families are so generous with our little boy!

Anyway the whole day was much less eventful than last year's celebration (no black eyes!), and overall a very pleasant and stress-free day.

And I am proud to say that this year's giant cupcake also worked out much better than last year's version. I wanted to make it into a colorful rainbow cake, but I didn't have a lot of confidence. Well, it turns out I did fine. I used gel colors and a sour cream/cake-mix recipe (for a thicker batter so the different colored batter wouldn't run together), and then bought icing in a can for easier decorating (I wanted it to actually look like a cupcake, not just a mound, and it worked... and I will never go back to regular icing) and I think it looks really neat!
For more pictures of Nathan's birthday (including photographic evidence that I'm really the one who made this cake!), click on the birthday boy, below.
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Saturday, July 25, 2009

Second Year Slideshow

Today is the last day of Nathan's second year, so here are some of our favorite memories from the last twelve months. (Sorry for the less-than-ideal quality, we had to shrink the file a good bit to get it to upload.)

It's amazing that it's been another year. They say babies change the most in the first year, but we talked about it and decided that Nathan changed more this past year than his first year. He really went from a baby to a kid, as you can see.

This is the year you really fell in love with life...
And the year we really fell in love with you.
Again.



(To watch last year's slideshow of Nathan's first year of life, click here.)

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Two-Year Update

Once again, I am using the days between Nathan's gestational birthday and his actual birthday to do some updating and reflecting over the last year. This second year of his life has been decidedly less eventful than his first. I need to remember that for the next time around: it gets easier!

Here's what Nathan is up to these days:

1.) Talking. Constantly. We stopped counting words he knows shortly after he turned one, because he learns them so fast now. Several a day. He's talking in complete sentences, and using pronouns and possesives. He knows his colors, can count (he knows all the numbers up to ten but rarely gets them in order, since he usually thinks nine comes after four), and [2.) Loving things that go] he can tell you the difference in pretty much any kind of truck or bus or machinery on the road. Seriously, we have moved way beyond just truck or tractor -- now when we drive along, he's in the backseat saying things like go by city bus and ride the church bus and it's a big garbage truck and yellow dump truck and oooooh it's a huge cement truck and I see the front-loader and two bulldozers (Nathan actually knows the differences between
bulldozers and a backhoes and front-loaders better than I do... I would just call them all tractors, but whatevs) and bicycle or the perennial favorite go by bike! Anyway, the boy can talk. And I must say that being able to have real conversations with him is a very fun stage for me.

3.) Learning to dress himself. He can't really do it yet, but he is starting to take an interest in putting on his own clothes. He knows the basic concepts behind putting on shirts and socks and shoes, and loves to try to do it himself. He also likes to pick out his own clothes. Which basically just means asking for his Thomas the Train shirt every day (he's usually flexible on wearing something else if that one is dirty, so he's not too stubborn about the clothes-choosing thing yet).

4.) Reading books. This is probably where he learns so many new words. We read lots of books, and we get a fresh batch from the library every few weeks. And 5.) Playing with his other simple toys. He still prefers books, balls, trucks and blocks more than pretty much anything else. A good story (with new words to learn!), or a big tower, or driving a truck up the arm of the couch while making vroom noises, those things keep him entertained the longest. Fancy and hi-tech, this child is not. Once again I have to note that simple toys are best, kids don't need all the stuff that people assume they will love.

6.) Running. Yes, after a massive delay in walking (about 18 months before he would do it regularly), we had another little delay on the running thing. But he can do it now, and run he does. A lot. Though we were told that his gross-motor delay should be gone by the time he turned two, and he would be "caught up" by now, he's still a little behind -- which is fine by us. He can go up steps (with assistance, not on his own), but going down is still a little rocky. He can climb up on the couch, but still not into his high chair. But he's improving all the time, which is what matters. I think he is just still more interested in working on other skills than these. He's really good at some things, and not so good at others... which no longer causes me any amount of stress.

7.) Sleeping -- kind of. Although Nathan has acclimated really well to the big-boy bed, he still is waking up a lot at night, as he has for the past few months. I am not kidding when I say that his newborn stage was easier than this (which is why I try not to complain about this too much). But he still stays in his bed from about 8pm to 7am every day (with visits from mommy in the middle of the night, several nights a week), and takes a 2-3 hour nap (depending on how he slept the night before), which means he's getting what he needs. He sleeps with a ton of animals (we tell him he can take two, but when we leave the room he goes and gets more), and he loves his "grandpa" pj's (yes, the prisoner ones).

8.) Eating. I would still call him a somewhat picky eater, since veggies continue to be a challenge (one that I will do better at trying to meet, I promise), but some of Nathan's favorite foods are applesauce, sweet potatoes, spaghetti ("noodles"), pineapple, bagels, shrimp (yes, really), scrambled eggs, yogurt, any kind of bread/pastry/muffin, whatever kind of chicken Daddy happens to be eating, baked beans, sloppy joes, and milk. And he pretty much insists on feeding everything to himself, which he is surprisingly good at.

9.) Being only 7% naughty. Nathan is actually a pretty obedient kid. He's really easygoing, and he buys into rules and structure. But occasionally he can be stubborn (we still hear a fair amount of no want to) or throw a tantrum like any toddler. So then he ends up in time-out. So far the discipline thing has been a non-issue though, I really must admit.

10.) Loving the water. Bathtime and pool time are some of his favorite things. He asks to go swimming almost every day. (He pronounces it go swimmint? which is pretty darned cute.) He likes to dump water in and out of buckets and cups (again with the simple toy thing!), and blow bubbles into the water. He's got the Bumgarner water thing, that's for sure. Since ten is a nice even number, and this post is long enough already, I'm stopping there. :)

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Almost Two

A little interview with Nathan:


The word "almost" is of utmost importance here, because as we all know, Nathan is not two yet. Even though it's July 22, which means he should be two.

I was thinking that maybe after twelve more months had passed, I wouldn't still be carrying last year's due-date resentment. But.... no dice. I woke up thinking about it, and I'm thinking about it still. And I think about it every time Nathan tells me he's "almost two." Which... is a lot.

So today we went and had his two-month portraits made. And I cried (yes, at the portrait place) when I saw how much he looks like a big boy in all the shots. When I look at him in person, he still looks exactly the same as he always has, in a way (that's what happens when you see someone every day).... like my little baby boy. But now.... I mean, just look at him. He is officially not a baby. I don't think I could capture another "baby" picture of him if I tried. It's officially over. Welcome to childhood.

Although he favors Mark in most ways (so people say, I mostly just see Nathan), I am not-so-secretly pleased that he got my eyeballs. Gone are the baby blues of his infancy; now his eyes are grey with a yellow ring around the pupil (which makes them look fairly green at a glance), just like mine. I think Mark likes this too, he keeps mentioning it anyway.

Happy should-be birthday, sweetie Nathan! Only a few more days of being "almost two" to go!

Monday, July 20, 2009

We *Heart* Metrorail

Well, we are home from Washington and we're all sort of tired, but not the kind of exhausted you get after a vacation where you try to do too much. Just the kind where you're satisfied with a fun time away but glad to be home again. Which means I think we planned and executed this one pretty well, if I do say so myself (and I do).

Last night we met my college roomie Betsy for dinner downtown -- despite the fact that it took forever and Nathan wasn't asleep until after ten (and therefore didn't sleep well at all the rest of the night), the food was great and the company even better. I love being around people who just get me.

On the way back to the hotel (and then this morning again when we hopped over to Union Station to see some trains and enjoy a quick food-court lunch before we left town) it hit me that part of what Mark and I enjoy so much about these urban vacations is the public transportation. I know I blathered on about this when we were in New York, so I won't do it again. But I have to say this: it's just so... freeing not to have a car. We didn't have to drive or park or worry about getting lost or whatever.
We did drive to Washington, so we had a car in town, but with very few exceptions, we pretty much took the Metro everywhere we needed to go. And we loved it.

Nathan loved it too, as you can see.

And by the end of the trip, he knew all the metro lingy-loo. He would say orange circle, and blue circle (those were the two lines that went to our hotel), and we also heard a lot of here it comes! and ride the train? and go on the elevator? when we were in the stations. (We did attempt the escalator most of the time, though technically it's not allowed with a stroller since it's not the safest option. In fact, he came to associate the escalators with the trains so much that he would get excited just to see the moving staircase -- it never failed to bring on a round of ride the train? where's the train?)

When we were actually riding, he would say here we go! and three stops! the whole time. We decided that even though he "knew" which lines to take, he could never actually get anywhere on the metro, since he would always be "three stops" from where he was going. :)

He also managed to talk to pretty much any stranger who would make eye contact with him. I guess we need to start working on that whole "stranger danger" thing, since the idea seems kind of lost on him at this point.

But the main thing we heard over and over again riding the Metro with Nathan was it's coming! He must have said it a thousand times while waiting for each train. Sometimes he would add a few minutes at the end, but usually he thought the train's arrival was absolutely imminent. He was just SO excited that the train was coming. And when it pulled into the station, his eyes would light up and he would get this huge grin on his face. Man that boy loves a train!

Anyway here's a short video of us waiting for the train last night. You can see he says it's coming! pretty much constantly. Bonus: at 24 seconds into the video, you can also hear his extremely southern right there. We have no idea where he picked up that accent but it's a little bit hilarious.




All that to say -- we officially all love public transportation and would love a lightrail system here in Raleigh!

We had a great time in Washington and I'm so glad that we got to spend a few days with Nathan -- just the three of us -- focusing on stuff that he likes. An early birthday present (for him and us!) and a great way to shower him with some extra attention before Beanie gets here. It was the goal of the trip, and I definitely think we accomplished it. For more pictures of our weekend in the district, click on Mark and Nathan at the reflecting pool, below.
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Sunday, July 19, 2009

Washington Part 3: The One Where Nathan Looks at Airplanes Instead of the Camera

I've decided that the whole no-fly zone over DC is a total myth. Because no matter where we go in this city, there are airplanes overhead. Seems like everywhere in the city (as opposed to nowhere, like you'd think) is directly in the flight path for Reagan National, so we can constantly see planes taking off. Approximately every minute and a half. Or more. Oh, the things you don't notice until you travel with a things-that-go-obsessed toddler.

Last night we took advantage of a gorgeous evening to take a walk around the Tidal Basin over to the Jefferson Memorial, which is Mark's favorite second-favorite monument here (he just corrected me) after the WWII Memorial. And I can see his point -- what's not to love? A big dome, gorgeous views of the city over the water, a tree-lined walkway, and yes -- paddleboats rowing and airplanes overhead [insert Nathan grin here]. Here are the three of us on the far side of the Tidal Basin, just starting our walk. Nathan is most definitely not looking at the memorial, but at the airplane overhead. Yes, this is really the best picture we could get of the three of us. :)

Once we got to the memorial, Nathan insisted on climbing all the "big steps" himself. I don't know how his calves aren't killing him (or maybe they are) because he has only spent about half this trip in the stroller -- the rest has been walking on his own, and climbing steps. He's putting a lot of grownups to shame, I'll say that. Washington has a lot of steps.

And his reaction once we got in the memorial? "It's a man! It's a big man! It's a very big man!" I think our explanations that it was a statue of Thomas Jefferson just confused him. He now thinks Thomas Jefferson is a "big man" named Statue, who might or might not have something to do with Thomas the Train. [sigh]

After our walk we went over to the Pentagon to see the memorial for the victims of the 9/11 attacks. It's a little gravel garden area with a bench for each victim, and it seems like everything meant something. Lots and lots of symbolism built into that little yard. I think when the trees get bigger it will be a really nice place for reflection. We were actually sort of nervous to be at the Pentagon -- seems like access should be a little more restricted. We made more than one nervous joke about "getting sniped" for taking pictures in the wrong place or something, but -- no problems. We got back safely to our hotel, free of any and all snipings.

This morning we took another long walk, exploring the monuments just west of the mall. And if you can believe this, Nathan climbed every single step to get to the top of the Lincoln Memorial -- AND back down. That kid is kind of amazing. (And clearly the grandson of an IronMarmie.)

When we got to the bottom again, and he got close to the reflection pool, his first reaction was "get naked?"... Yep, he's a Bumgarner all right. (We didn't let him, in case you were curious.)

And yes, the bottom of the memorial proved prime opportunity for more airplane viewing, despite the fact that Mark and I wanted pictures instead. Seriously, what is the deal with these planes???
We stopped at the WWII Memorial and thought about my recently-passed Grandpa Schnack. He and my mom came to DC in 2004 for the memorial's dedication, and I know it was a highlight of the last few years for him. The memorial is absolutely gorgeous, and I think it would be my favorite even if I didn't have two grandfathers who served in the war. But especially because of that.


But the real flyover excitement of the day came when we were just in front of the White House and President Obama's helicopter (and entourage -- not sure what else to call it; what's the air equivalent of a motorcade?) flew overhead to drop him off. They landed right on the lawn of the White House and we had a great view, as you can see. Talk about being in exactly the right place on our walk, at the right time! Tons of people were yelling and cheering and running that way, it was crazy! And Nathan was just absolutely in his happy place. Choppers circling around, coming and going. It was kind of a spectacle, I'll be honest. But it was really neat and I'm glad we got to see it.


After another picnic lunch on the mall (can't seem to get enough of those -- I think if I lived here I would do it every weekend!), and some running around, and yes, even more photo attempts distracted by airplanes, we're now back at the hotel for one last DC afternoon nap. Nathan was a little fussy this morning (despite all the planes! I think he was just up too late last night) so I'm hoping this will be another long one. Mark, of course, is napping too.

Assuming they wake up in time, we're going with a friend to church in downtown DC, and then dinner afterwards. Which should be a very pleasant way to spend our last night here!

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Washington, Part 2

Time for another naptime update. :)

Last night, after an incredibly long nap by Mark and Nathan, we had a superb dinner at The Boulevard Woodgrill here in Arlington. They had patio seating, so it was a rare opportunity for Mark and me to have a nice-ish dinner with Nathan in tow, without worrying too much about him disturbing other diners. And it was really good!

After dinner we went down to Arlington Cemetery, which is just a few blocks from our hotel. We didn't really go in to the memorial grounds (they were about to close for the night anyway), since we mostly wanted to explore the Iwo Jima monument (officially called the Marine Corps Memorial) just outside the gates. My Grandpa B was a marine, and he served there in the Pacific during WWII. So the Iwo Jima monument is always especially poignant for our family. Nathan and I took a picture to send to my Grandpa so we can tell him how proud we are of his service.

Then this morning we went to the Air and Space Museum -- one
of my DC favorites. Considering Nathan spent almost an hour this morning (while Mark and I dozed as much as possible though his chatter) standing in his crib commenting on every plane that flew by (our hotel is just a few miles from Reagan Nat'l) -- it's an airplane! it's another one! where'd it go? it's right there! oooooh it's another one! it's a big one! -- we weren't sure if he would be up for even more. I mean, why go to a museum about airplanes when you can just book a hotel near an airport, right?

Well, he loved all the airplanes at the museum. Of course. He actually had a bit of trouble walking in a straight line, since he was staring up at all the airplanes suspended from the ceiling! (Speaking of which, am I the only one who gets nervous in that building?) He was looking everywhere but where he was going, and as a result he sort of spun around and circles. I think the whole effect was quite dizzying for him -- literally! We saw big airplanes and little airplanes and rocket airplanes and tractor airplanes (that's what he calld the lunar module -- how appropriate we're here on the 40th anniversary of the first moon landing!) and brown airplanes and silver airplanes and he even got to touch some airplanes. Wow!

I know I have said this before, but there are few better sights in the world than your child's face shining with joy. Even if it was brought on by airplanes instead of snuggles. I'll take the grins however I can get them. :)

After the museum we had lunch with an old friend (from elementary school!) who now lives in DC. Mark and I hadn't seen her in at least ten years (the three of us also went to high school together), so it really was a blast from the past. In a very neither-one-of-us-seems-to-have-changed-all-that-much kind of way. Our personalities still seem, in some ways, exactly like they were in second grade. Funny how those things happen. Anyway we met Terri (and her hubby! she's a newlywed) for lunch at the Old Ebbitt Grill, kind of a Washington staple and one of Mark's favorites. The food was good, the company was good, and it has been a very pleasant day so far.

Nathan, Mark, Terri and me

We're planning on a low-key evening, maybe a visit to one of the farther-flung memorials and a place to let Nathan run around a bit, since hasn't had very much roaming time today. More pics and updates still to come!

Friday, July 17, 2009

Fossils and a Picnic on the Mall

Mark and Nathan and I are in Washington DC for a long weekend. We're using Nathan's upcoming 2-year birthday as an excuse to do something special -- give him some stimulating mommy-daddy time before he has to share us for the rest of his life -- but the reality is that we just really really like DC, and wanted a weekend away.

So, yes, I am blogging on vacation. Normally I prefer to avoid being this connected when I am out of town -- just want to be with my family, and away from everything else. (That's why we travel to do vacation, instead of doing it in the den.) But here's the thing about traveling with a toddler: he needs to nap. And here's the thing about traveling with Mark: he likes to nap.

So right now they're both zonked out in our hotel room (yay for huge rooms and full kitchens at Residence Inn where they can nap -- separately -- and I can type and watch tv, all in the same suite!) and Beanie and I are wide awake, enjoying the free internet. So this won't be a long post, but I wanted to share a few pictures from our first day in Washington.

This morning (after a ride on the metro that was exactly as pleasing to Nathan as you'd think... and confusing as well -- as soon as he's on the train, he asks where's the train? where'd it go?) we went to the National Museum of Natural History to check out lots of sea life (polar bears! starfish! black seal! oooooh that's a big whale!) and elephants and lions and dinosaurs. In case you were curious, toddlers (well, Nathan anyway) don't buy into any differences between woolly mammoth skeletons, mastodon skeletons, elephant skeletons, and the like. They're all just "dinosaurs" - about halfway through the museum I convinced him that although they weren't all the same animal, they were indeed all fossils, so that quickly became the word of the morning: 'FOSSIL!"

Then we went to the mall for a picnic lunch. (Which we might or might not have made from the free breakfast options at our hotel this morning. Because we might or might not be that cheap.)

We let Nathan ride the carousel with Mark (in his words: ride the horses) and after he was done he tried to convince us that he needed to go again, even though we told him he already ridden them and was all done. You could see the wheels turning in his head, and then he said ride the horses Mommy, as if one ride with Daddy wasn't enough! (We didn't cave, by the way.... it's one of the few things in DC that's not free.)

Anyway our time there on the mall was great -- it was nice just to relax and let Nathan run around and throw his ball, and have some time as a family, just the three of us. That's why we're here, after all. So maybe traveling with a toddler is actually more relaxing than doing it on our own -- it forces us to do things at a toddler pace and on a toddler schedule. We'll see how that theory plays out.

In the meantime, hi from Washington!

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

All Around the Tarheel State

Nathan and I have spent the last day and a half gallavanting around our great state. Because apparently the first thing I just had to do when I stopped work this week was fill up my time with lots of things to do and places to go.

I wanted to bring Bowden and Simon to my mom in Huntersville since we're going to DC this weekend and hey -- she barely notices two more canines in the bizzare canine alternate universe known as her house anyway, so I scheduled some other stops too.

I mentioned last weekend that I was desperate to get my hair done. It was too long, highlights needed highlighting, bangs had all grown out, and the split ends were out of control. Nathan also was looking sort of like a ragamuffin. It was a bad situation. You can take my word for it, or you can check out this shot for proof. Anyway, I do still drive "home" to get my hair done by the same woman who has been doing it since I was in high school (a friend of the family), since I don't trust anyone else to prevent my hair from looking tiger-striped or something crazy, or to not charge me a million bucks (do you know how expensive it is to get highlights in a salon?)... so even though she's two hours from me, just north of Charlotte in Mooresville, I still make the drive. Clearly not as often as I should, based on how my hair looked last week, but whatevs. The result of finally getting around to it is that my hair is blond again (and almost eight inches shorter!) and Nathan looks significantly more clean-cut, with nary a tear shed.

Then today mom and I met Jenny (and her gorgeous daughter Katie) for lunch in Winston-Salem at the Village Tavern, which is one of our favorite places. They have the best she-crab soup (yes, even better than what I have had in Charleston) and despite the fact that this location has apparently stopped making it due to cost (is there anything this bad economy doesn't affect?), my food was still fabulous.
It's a nice-ish place, but we braved it with two toddlers and they did as well as could be expected. Which is to say -- just fine, although not quiet. It was a very enjoyable meal and visit for all of us.

On the way home from lunch, I stopped at Jenny's house in Kernersville to sort through her masses of baby girl clothes, and I left with the car so weighed down that I seriously could tell a difference in how quickly I could accelerate. Amazing. In case I haven't mentioned it recently, I love hand-me-downs. Nothing makes an outfit cuter than a price tag of free. And Jenny really hooked us up today -- Beanie will be set until at least next spring. She had more to share, but I ran out of space in the car. Honestly. She offered to let me come do another run and swap some stuff out when Beanie outgrows what I took this time. Aren't friends awesome?

So after driving all over the state (on one tank of gas, for the record; I love my little Honda! --even if I did pull into our driveway on fumes alone after nervously watching the gas light beaming at me for the last 45+ miles of the trip) I now need to unload, get some rest, then pack and re-load to embark on a new road trip tomorrow.

Brace yourself, DC, we're on the way and we have an (almost) 2-year-old to celebrate! Bring on the dinosaurs and airplanes, here we come!!

Saturday, July 11, 2009

A New Chapter Begins...

Yesterday was my last day on the job. I spent all day frantically tying up loose ends, filing (and trashing!) old paperwork, and then I drove my computer and all company property from my home office to the office-office.

And now I'm done. (Well, as done as I can be while waiting several more weeks for my last paychecks to come through.)

It was a harder day than I thought it would be. I never pretended that this was an easy decision, and indeed my day was full of mixed feelings. I even cried. More than once. As I told some of my work friends, this job was an educational and fulfilling chapter in my life (stressful though it was), and it's always hard to watch those doors close. But I still really have a sense of peace about resigning. The working thing, full-time or part-time, with kids (and no daycare) was hard... I tried it, I tweaked it several times to make it work better, and ultimately decided it wasn't worth it. But now I never have to wonder "what if?" I know "what if"... and... no dice.

I'm still waiting for it to truly sink in (it hasn't, despite a celebratory dinner with some people I really like last night), so in the meantime I am focused on the things I am really looking forward to over the next three months:

1.) Reading. My list is taking over my life, but I still want more suggestions. Email/comment with the best thing you've read this year, please.

2.) Playtime. I want to swim with Nathan, I want to run around the yard, and I want to build lots of big towers. And if I can steal some snuggles and kisses in there too, that would be rockin' awesome.

3.) Massage. I have a gift certificate from Christmas I still haven't used, getting a pregnancy massage is definitely in order.

4.) Movies. Harry Potter and The Time Traveller's Wife, to be specific. I honestly can't remember the last time I went to the movies. Maybe last summer to see Prince Caspian? Can't think of one since then.

5.) Nesting. I am so excited to get all my work-related stuff out of the study and really make it Beanie's room. I want to sort through all the stuff we have for her, figure out what we still need, and make a space that will be hers. Such a fun time in expecting a little one, especially for a type-A like me.

6.) Cooking. I have a special kind of cake planned for Nathan's giant cupcake at the end of the month, a couple more batches of sorbet for Mark before the weather cools off, several new dinner recipes to try, and the best part -- no job running over after 5pm and keeping dinnertime from happening as a family. I promise, Marky, we will be having lots more family dinners now.

7.) Highlights. And a trim. For myself and for Nathan too (ok he doesn't need highlights). My hair looks gross, y'all.

8.) Visiting. I'm having lunch with Jenny and my mom in Greensboro next week, walks planned with some friends here in town, pool dates planned with a neighbor, a road trip in the works for Kelley's birthday, and a long weekend in DC scheduled for Nathan's. And maybe we'll even find time for a zoo date with our old-and-new-again friends, finally! I know may days will fill up fast, but I am so looking forward to being free from a regular job, so that I can be intentional about how I'm spending my time, and who I'm spending it with.

Needless to say, I am very excited to start this new chapter. If you think of other fun ideas for me for the next few months, share them please!

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Third Trimester Bump!

Well, I am 27 weeks and 1 day pregnant, so with 90 days to go until Beanie's due date, that means we have officially started the third trimester.

Which means I am officially huge. If you can believe it, I still have not gained any weight. (Apparently that's typical for women who start out, ahem, larger. We tend to not gain much. Oh, the things you learn from watching pregnancy shows constantly on Discovery Health.) But I am clearly showing, and (I hope) clearly pregnant and not just fat. If I gain one pound per week in this last trimester, like I did with Nathan, then I will still weigh less at the end than when I started. How insane is that? I kind of doubt it will actually happen, though; at this point I will be happy to just break even (and my doctors will too) -- that will be about a 15-20 lb gain from my lowest weight in the pregnancy. Nathan will say "sister!" when we ask who Beanie is, and he'll point to my tummy if we ask him where she is. He is apparently resistant, though, to hugging or kissing her when the camera is actually on and pointed at him. We're trying to convince him to say her real name, but he's not convinced. I think the whole concept of a new baby on the way is still totally lost on him, to be honest.

I won't blab on about how ridiculously unbelievably fast this pregnancy is going, but I will say it once: this is ridiculously unbelievably fast. Please don't ask me if I'm ready for her yet. Excited to meet her? Yes. Ready for her to be here? No. No. Nope and big fat no.

Thirteen weeks to go!

Monday, July 6, 2009

Lake Wateree for the Fourth

I know it seems crazy/impossible that we did anything this weekend besides stay glued to our computers and phones for mom's Ironman updates. And make no mistake, that's pretty much all we did yesterday. But the rest of the weekend was spent pretty much internet-free, down at Mark's parents' new house on Lake Wateree.

I'm thinking this needs to just be our default plan every year on the 4th of July. We had such a good weekend. Besides eating so much food we felt sick (that's one tweak in the tradition for future years -- bleh) and getting a pretty bad sunburn on my cleavage (yes, me! the sunscreen nazi! turns out sunscreen does expire, we think), everything was pretty much awesome. By some miracle, Nathan slept until ten on Saturday morning (probably just overtired from visiting Grandpa earlier in the week) which meant that we didn't have to interrupt the middle of the day with naptime, nor abandon fireworks plans. Yaaaay!

Here's our weekend, in pictures:

Nathan actually enjoyed riding on the boat this time, as long as the wind wasn't too much in his eyes. He doesn't like to go fast.
He liked to talk to the fish. (Even though it meant being in close proximity to me. Which I think means it's safe to say he's recovered from last weekend's All-Daddy-All-The-Time clinginess.) He must have said hi fish! over and over again for thirty minutes straight when he saw some were swimming alongside our boat. Mark and Nathan took a rowboat ride together.
And a jetski ride. (Looks like Nathan is thinking something along the lines of: it's not my favorite, which is what Mark says when I make food he doesn't like.)
Mark and me, on the way to see fireworks. Nathan didn't want to let go of Oma and Opa on the whole fireworks trip! The other two people in this picture are Emily and Trey, Mark's (step)sister and bro-in-law. They have a baby due (Nathan's first cousin!) three months after Beanie, but we forgot to take a belly pic together this weekend! Bummer. Despite what this picture might indicate, I promise that Emily and Trey are very much in love and normally they even sit next to each other. :)
This was Nathan's first time seeing fireworks, and he loved it! He kept asking for them after each burst died down -- more fireworks? Where'd it go? And he would name all the colors he saw, and tell us every time that it was a big circle. He just couldn't get enough. He probably said Ooooh, that's a big one! at least fifty times before the show was over.
I think the whole weekend tired him out, though, because he slept through the night (even with Mark and me sharing his room) and then slept some more on the ride home. Yes, he's using a stingray as a pillow. I figured it was better than letting his head droop all over and give him a crick in the neck.
Hope everyone else had a happy 4th too!! For more pictures of our weekend (including one of Trey wearing a lifejacket as a diaper, which you just don't want to miss), click below on Nathan helping Daddy drive the boat.

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Saturday, July 4, 2009

IronMarmie

This post is scheduled to go up late on Saturday night here in North Carolina. But one ocean, several borders, and seven time zones away, it's Sunday morning and my mom has taken to the streets and rivers of Frankfurt, Germany, in a quest to become the world’s first IronMarmie. That's right – today she’s doing an Ironman Triathlon.

I should say that again, so it will sink in properly: My mom is doing an Ironman Triathlon.
Do you know how far that is? In case you don’t, it’s 2.4 miles of swimming.It’s 112 miles of bicycling.And when all that’s completed, it’s followed by running a marathon.

Needless to say, this is not a task for the faint of heart. This would be an incredible feat for anyone – there are young healthy men and women, sponsored professional athletes, who have themselves spent hours and hours training for this. But it’s especially incredible for my mom, because she’s not one of those. I don’t know the official stats, but I would wager to say she’s overcome about as much as anyone to make this happen. This is an underdog story at its finest:

1.) This is her first time in an iron-distance event, and she’s a grandmother. This isn’t something that her body has been prepped for her whole life. I don’t know how many other rookie grandmothers will be out there, but I’m guessing zero.

2.) In 2005, four short years ago, she weighed about twice what she does now. Yes, that’s right; she lost almost half her body weight through diet and exercise. She will cringe at my bringing this up again, but it’s worth mentioning (see before and after pictures here).

3.) She has gone through shoulder surgery, two hip stress fractures, and a broken wrist (also requiring surgery) in the last year or so.

For anyone else, any one of those things would have been enough to justify quitting. But my mom does not quit. That’s why I have no hesitation in writing this post and putting it on the internet, even before I hear back from her with the official “I finished!”... I know she’ll finish. No matter how long it takes, whether she finishes in the regulation 16 (17?) hours or if she walks all night, she will cross that finish line.

And I have never been prouder.

(Or stood to make more money. Seriously, does someone want to help me make a movie of this? I’ll sell you the rights and you can do all the work.)

[Edit, July 5 approox 3pm NC time: She finished! In well under the allowed time, just under 14 hours! She came in second in her age group. I am so proud I could cry. Ok, I am crying. What did your mom do today?]

I love you IronMarmie!

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Miscellaneous Nostalgia Update

In some ways this has been a lonely week for me. I've gotten all weird and reflective and "foolishly sentimental" as one of my favorite college professors used to call me.

WORK - I am winding down at work, and while that's overall a good thing, it's still sort of sad to wrap things up with my favorite clients, exchange personal emails addresses with my favorite coworkers, and let go of my grip on pet projects that will no longer be my responsibility after next week. It's sort of how I remember the end of a school year. You know it's a good thing to move on, but it's still makes you pause for reflection.

NATHAN - Has been visiting my dad this week, as you know. Seeing as I'm one of those moms who actually likes my kid (and believe you me, there are moms who don't), I am missing him like crazy. My dad sent more pictures this morning, apparently Nathan got to ride a train into downtown Charlotte, and see some racecars up close. Needless to say, he probably hasn't missed us much, but that's actually a good thing. So much better to know your kid is happy and having fun, and loves his Grandpa. I am very very excited to see him tomorrow morning, even though his hugs and kisses will promptly be usurped by another set of grandparents, since we're spending the holiday weekend with Opa and Oma at their new lake house.

MY MOM - Is in Germany preparing for her Ironman this weekend (more on that still to come). I'm missing both her (since I know this is a big week and I very much wanted to be there with her, but Beanie and our budget rendered that too difficult) and Germany itself. Her trainer Michael has been keeping us in the loop with stories and pictures on Facebook (click that link if you want to friend him and follow along), and while it's great to see what they're up to (although it doesn't seem possible that there could be another photo of mom unpacking or repacking their bikes, HOLY COW is she neurotic), it's putting all of my own memories of Germany smack in the front of my mind: seafood being served as whole fish, yummy apple cake, awesome German broetchen from the bakery in the morning, half-timbered houses, cobblestone streets (though I would never ride my bike on them like she is!), and castles. I want to be there, experiencing all the sights and sounds too, with my mom.

Anyway now I am setting myself up on Mark's computer (which will be mine to share, starting next week) and going through some pictures, and smiling because we've really had a fun month, despite the unexpected work/family stress.

We've been swimming at the pool several times, Nathan has figured out how to climb in and out of his little rocking chair (which we found before he was born, in my Grandpa's attic), mastered the big-boy bed, chattered nonstop, and Bowden survived a bite to the head (thanks Simon).

For more pictures of what we've been up to over the last month or so (including several cute shots of Nathan with the train and more racecars this week), click below on his super-cute grin.

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