We spend our time playing...

This has been a long yet fly by weekend for us. 4 days feel more like 2, but we have enjoyed it all the same, even if the weather has kept us indoors thanks to the constant drizzle, we have found ways to entertain ourselves.

I invite you to watch just one of the many ways we did so...



Have hiccups ever been so cute?

Why my life is so beautiful...

Because while I am cooking dinner, I turn around to the calling of my name, only to find this...

Can someone please explain?

Ok so how is it possible that my son, having never met his aunt, inherited one of her terrible habits?!?! Yes Amber I am talking about you! Is it possible that sucking your fingers is genetically transferable and if so, can we please modify that? This is Juani's latest habit...I am trying my damnedest to break it before it begins...but to no avail as of late...

My First Mommy's Day

I woke up this morning, after sleeping through the night for the second time this week, to my husband and son smiling at me. "Claudio, in his broken English and Argentine accent, said, "Mommy, we hab someting to say to you. HAPPY MUDDER'S DAY!" Of course I teared up through my smiling cheeks, and thought to myself. I really love my life and it is because of these two boys that I do so.


Oh and my predictions were close to correct. Juani, at three months, is weighing in at 14.1 pounds and is exactly 2 feet long which means we can no longer bathe him in the bathroom sink...

OMG He Slept ALL NIGHT!

The night before his 3 month birthday, he did it, he slept through the night. In our bed, of course, but nonetheless, the entire night!!! We had a hell of a time getting him down, but once we did, he slept from 9:30pm to 5:20am without waking! I sang to the gods, I cried tears of happiness, I wanted get down and kiss his feet in praise, even though I kiss his feet every day. This day was different, this day was going to be a beautiful stress free day.
Now you might ask, "Well, how did you do it?" And I will tell you, I threw away the text book theories and just went with my gut feeling, which by this time was screaming, "GO TO SLEEP OR I MAY NEVER LIVE TO SEE ANOTHER DAY!" I put him on his stomach to sleep. I sat with him through the first hour to make sure he was not going to die. And when I saw that he moved his head around with ease, I stopped worrying. My kid hates sleeping on his back. That is the answer. Something so easy and obvious. Now all of the books say that a grand percentage of infants that die of sudden infant death syndrome were sleeping on their stomachs, but what those same reports don't ever mention is that most of the infants also lived in a home where one or both parents smoked cigarettes inside the home.
Back in the day, the text book said quite the opposite, "never let a child sleep on their back for fear they might spit up and choke on their vomit." So, I risked it and took the jump and would you believe, Juan has now slept through the night 2 out of three nights in a row. He is napping regularly, sleeping an hour to 2 hours each nap. He is happy and not fussy, and the key is to shower him each night at 7ish, so that he is in bed by 8:00... He sleeps an hour or so...wakes up for one last play time...and goes back down an hour later, waking up early the next morning.
I feel like a new woman! I have time to shower, I have time to cook, I even finished various projects this week!

nearly 3 months

So my kid is nearly 3 months and wearing size 9 months...Is that normal? Haha... He is a beast! I think he takes after you Grandpa John! He is going to be one big kid! We have his three month check up next week but I am already betting he weighs a little over 15 pounds, double what he weighed when he was born. Other news is, little Juan has developed a fake cry these days and implements it whenever he is not in my arms...it is really funny because I merely look at him and say, "Now that is a fake cry and you know it." And he immediately turns to his dimpled cheek "I am trying not to smile" smile. P.S. He is still not sleeping through the night, nor does he take significant naps. Does that mean he is hyper active?? hehe

My memories or yours?

The memory is a strange strange tool. There are times that I question myself whether the memories I have are my own, or the memories that someone has once told me...and I am merely reiterating them...
With that in mind I remember once either having a conversation with someone, or speaking with someone that had a conversation with someone regarding children. The topic was a simple, yet difficult to answer question; "Why do you want to have children?" The answers were varied, but for the most part they were a kin to: "I don't know, I just do." "Because I love my partner and want to share our love in our offspring." "Because it must be an amazing gift to give life." etc...etc...
The person doing the questioning then responded that all of the answers were pure bullshit as the only reason we, as rational human beings, desire to breed is our ego. We are egotistical and want to see mini versions of ourselves, pass our family name on, have a hand in molding the art of our offspring...
Well Mr. "I don't even know if you exist" having a child must be the most single selfless act of this lifetime.
They all warned me this was the case, yet I refused to listen. Having a child leaves you without autonomy. I am not, and will never again be "only myself." I do not have "my own life" and I can not do "whatever I want" I pee when HE is sleeping, I eat when HE is sleeping, I clean and cook and shower when HE is sleeping...
This is a relationship of dependence...him depending upon me for life, and the nurturing of that life...and me depending on his naps.