Small Fry here really looks like her papa to me and I just realized it’s because she has his eyebrows. Hopefully she will appreciate a good brow instead of plucking them into oblivion like I did to mine. Thank you the ’90s, you really did a number on many an eyebrow.
This baby is my little sweet potato, she is so easy going and smiley it really makes the fact that she will not sleep on her own (at night or naps) easier to deal with. We do a lot of what I call air napping around here, which means wearing her in the ergo while I clean and putter around. And although that won’t be ideal forever, it and massive amounts of dark chocolate are getting us through the day for now.
In the spirit of extreme tiredness and me not making a better costume N dressed up like a cupcake with no eyes for Pre Halloween pumpkin carving night.
M decided the only part of her costume she wanted to wear was her tights and catty face make-up so she kind of ended up with a plain clothes hippie cat situation. Also I feel like this completely out of focus picture really encapsulates the night for these two which was mostly spent hiding in this closet, laughing hysterically, crying and eating meatballs.
I didn’t even take a picture of the pumpkins we carved because I have a giant baby strapped to my chest 80% of the time. I’ll see if I can manage it before the squirrels make away with them completely.
M- Mama what’s Papa’s name?
M (to Papa)- Hey Ivan can you hold the baby? Mama wants to colour with me.
Looks like Chins for days here is 2 months old today and as much as M loves her little sis I can tell she is really missing our one on one time. I’m trying very hard to spend time with her, but there is only so much of me to go around. Chins on the other hand is pretty much happy as a clam during the day. She sleeps good at night as long as someone is sleeping beside her…which leaves me very little time when I am not with baby. My Friday Night Lights habit and my sewing projects are really taking one for the team these days.
Oh here is a comparison 2 month photo Small Fry vs Medium Fry
This baby needs a lot of baths, between getting covered in milk spray, the spitting up, the voluminous neck rolls and the sleeping basically in my armpit all night her head is usually smelling ripe by the second day after a bath.
The weather has been so good these days that we usually get in some sun drying time on the bed where we luxuriate in the brief window of fresh baby smell.
Me? Nope, not really. Not to take all my supplements, give the dog her tooth spray and certainly not enough time for blogging. I can barely keep track of all the nail trimming I am now responsible for. Oh I did find time to give the squirrels some old root chips we had kicking around in the cupboard which TeePee is not too happy about. What can I say it’s shiny black eye looked into my soul. In other news little Nina Rose is now 6 weeks old and 12 lbs 6 oz….basically a giantess. Here she is today in a virtually barf free outfit.
And here is M in a kind of crappy quality photo from the same time.
Because my new obsession is how much they do/don’t look alike. See ya around sometime.
Today little N is 1 month old and boy did it fly by. She’s still in that newborn phase where she sleeps quite a lot so we don’t have as much insight on who this person will be. She does like to peer out at this strange world around her and study it intensely under furrowed brow. Other things of interest, the skylights, Pepper and the pillows in the living room with black and white patterns. Things she doesn’t care for include taking baths and 6:45 pm, hopefully one or the other, ideally both will become less of a problem sooner than later.
TeePee gave me these beautiful rough cut raw diamond earrings after N was born. I guess you could call them a push present, but I prefer to think of them as a “Hey thanks for being awesome” present.
They are made by an artisan in BC who supports her family of four kids (she is a widowed single mom) by selling her beautiful jewelry on her Etsy shop Specimental. She has so many amazing pieces. M is also in love with them apparently. She can’t stop talking about how she wants stars in her ears. I explained that she would need holes in her ears and that it might hurt, she seems unconcerned about the pain. I agreed to the holes, when she’s four…we’ll see how long it takes her to realize that’s kind of half a lifetime away (for her).