Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Nesting and all that...

I'm suffering from full-blown nesting madness. Have been for a while. Well, actually, it doesn't take more than a teeny poke to tip me into an organizing, cleaning, working, and crafting frenzy; I think I'm actually just using the baby as an excuse. :) It doesn't hurt, time-wise, that this pregnancy has brought about terrible insomnia. I mean, I wish I were sleeping more, but having more hours in the day (or night, I guess, more accurately) is the silver lining, right?

On the work front, I've gotten through an insane number of major, time- and head-intensive projects in the past 8 weeks—and I won't bore all the non-university types with the details. But I'm pretty sure it's the academic's version of nesting, as I wrote to some friends the other day, as I prepare to turn in the professorial robes for spit-up encrusted nursing jammies for the foreseeable future. Manuscripts written, courses prepped, letters sent, studies up and running, human subjects requests submitted, proposals under review, research students set on cruise control for the time being, etc. etc. etc.

At home, recent days have seen junk drawers purged, linen closets organized, the fridge and freezer cleaned out, and an unseemly number of cheap plastic trays and bins from the dollar store brought into the house to tidy up any number of disheveled areas. There's nothing like the instant satisfaction of vacuuming out under one's onion bin, no?

And in response to several requests (not to mention promised to Kara the other day!) here's pictorial documentation of the boys' rooms. Josiah moved up to his big boy room during the summer, and then the nursery received some of the attention it never got two years ago when we moved to this house. Pretty much everything in both rooms consists of hand-me-downs, thrifted items, gifts, or things we've made ourselves, so I'm foolishly pleased at how cute they look and how they nonetheless cost next to nothing. I think I like the boys' rooms as much as any area of the house!

Nursery pics first:

After making the flag bunting for Josiah's birthday party, I couldn't resist sewing a permanent one for Will's room! The woodland animal pictures on the wall Josiah and I made together. He painted big sheets of paper in colors that I set for him, I cut the animal silhouettes out of those sheets, and together we glued the shapes to backing papers.


The mobile is another DIY. I used the same animal shapes but cut them from wool felt, blanket stitched the edges and glued on bead eyes, then made hanger bars from old wire clothes hangers. It looks cuter in person, and it dances and spins in all directions with the slightest movement in the room, so I think it'll keep the baby's attention. Josiah and I both can stare at it for ages. But...maybe that doesn't say much about the quality or complexity of our minds! :)


Mom made all the crib bedding for Josiah three years ago, after I bought the fabric and fizzled out of steam before making it myself. (I'm still grateful, Mom!) The crib used to belong to cousins Jaron and Bryn.


Every piece of furniture in here was pre-loved before it came to our home; most items were handed down to us, and the dresser/hutch we bought from a second-hand shop before Josiah was born (we updated the hardware). Pretty much every book, toy, blanket, and clothing item was a gift from some sweet friend or family member. We feel so fortunate! Thank you!


And now Josiah's "big boy room."

First up, a very poor photo of the room overall. The curtains and Thomas pillow on the chair are my work. And the IKEA chair itself was actually a new purchase (although on a great sale)... Josiah's train table and much of the train gear are used from Craigslist. We really should be naming this new baby Craig given how much we utilize that crazy site!


Dad built the lovely oak bookshelves for me when I was in college. The toys are all gifts and hand-me-downs, I think with the exception of the drum, which Jesse bought handmade from a man in Dominican Republic; Mom painted the wonderful Thomas watercolor picture; the desk used to be Tim's 20 years ago; the terrific Welly boots under the desk are a gift directly from England; the hobby horse was mine as a child (made, again, by Mom).


The bed? Craigslist too, as was the side safety rail. We bought the letter 'J' at a local store, and the big picture of a boy waiting at a train station came from a rather junky antique shop in NH! The four cute engine pictures I cut out of a used copy of The Little Engine that Could. The real highlight of the room is the incredible quilt my mom made for the bed. We collaborated on the design, and it needs to be seen in person to appreciate what she did!


The bookshelf is Salvation Army thrifted (painted with leftover wall paint); obviously the clothesline of photos, cards, and art is all Josiah's work; the Chinese lanterns were ordered online for a few dollars apiece; and the alphabet cards running all around the room were a proper purchase.


I love the silly alligator mirror. That's IKEA too...


...as is the puppy dog tail hook, which is perfect for Josiah's new bathrobe!


And last but not least are the wonderful Noah's ark animals my Mom has been making for us these past few years. We get a few at a time, and they'll be cherished for a long time to come.

Jesse and I really do love that these spaces are filled with people's handiwork, gifts, and love. And we're so thankful that even Josiah already appreciates that too. Many nights he goes to bed commenting on how much he likes certain aspects of his room, and he knows who made or gave almost everything. Due to that, he's already quite good at keeping his items tidy and well-kept (for the most part, anyway!). Thank you, thank you!

Snack

So, last evening the three of us were headed out on a quick errand. In his car seat, Josiah was enjoying a little treat—some fruit gummies—that he'd received from a birthday girl in his class that day. Jesse and I were talking about this and that, when Josiah interrupted (politely), saying "Excuse me, Mommy. Um, Mommy, I think this says 'snack.'" He held out the wrapper and pointed to the letters.

S-N-A-C-K. Yep, it said snack.

What??? How??? Good grief. I mean, he knows his letters and we sometimes point out sound-letter correspondences...but...???

(Of course, lest we run the risk of becoming too impressed with the boy, he followed this by wanting to race like a wild child around the store we entered shortly thereafter, and before bed he recited all of his favorite potty words with great relish. He's oh-so-very three. And he's socially smart, so I'm sure his "reading" was heavily assisted by some savvy guesswork.)

The photo is from when this blog began as "The Daddy Countdown," back in spring 2007, when Josiah and I photographically counted down the days until Jesse returned to us from an especially long trip. The regalia photos were taken that day in honor of Auntie Kara's graduation with her MSW up in Boston!

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Quality time



Jesse's had several very long days away from us this week, including a HOPE board meeting that will last much of the day today, so Josiah and I have been enjoying some one-on-one time. A week from now the baby will be here and everything will change, so it's been nice to have this special time together (although regrettably I have to admit that I'm exhausted and frequently in a lot of pain, so there's been more video watching than I'd prefer). Anyway, a few highlights...

On Monday we packed a picnic and spent the evening at a nearby park. Sorry, no photos. We ate our food perched inside the engine of a wooden train, pausing every few minutes to pretend to shovel more coal onto the fire and blow the whistle. Josiah kept stopping to say emphatically, and with a big smile, "Mommy, this is so nice!"

We stopped at a roadside farm stand the other afternoon and bought some great produce, including a tiny pumpkin Josiah wanted for his room. Here, later on, he's thoroughly enjoying our corn on the cob (he ate two complete ones). The best quote from this event? "Mommy, did you know I love corn on the cob? I love it. And Mommy, did you know I love you?" Josiah's nothing if not a sweetie, and a verbal one at that! :) As Jesse can affirm, rarely a meal goes by where he doesn't say, "Mommy, thank you for making this delicious dinner for us," or something to that effect.

We've been doing plenty of slow activities and projects, since chasing and crashing are 100% out of the question for me right now. He really enjoys painting. And a few days ago we made a paper chain with the right amount of links to remove one each day to count down to Baby Will's homecoming. That hasn't worked out quite as planned as Josiah won't let us damage his chain in any way!
This morning Josiah and I attended a sibling class at our hospital and had lots of fun. We learned all about babies, the special water bubble they live in, and where belly buttons come from. We practiced holding babies (dolls) the right way and putting on diapers. We even got to have a tour of the maternity ward and nursery, so we saw real babies plus found out where all of the cool big brother spots are -- including a playground! They took every child's photo; these get posted on a bulletin board in the maternity ward until the sibling goes to collect it at the time of birth in order to put in the baby's hospital bassinet. A snack and some art activities rounded out the morning. Josiah really enjoyed it!

Oh, and check out Josiah's new specs in the photos. It's the first time we've changed frame styles since we first had to choose a pair when he was 11 months old!

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Puppy Love

Anyone in the market for a new black lab puppy? Our friend Kevin has nine sweet little beauties for sale. They're just three weeks old right now, and although we're most definitely not looking to add a dog to our family, Kevin graciously agreed to let us come and visit them on the farm for a little while yesterday evening!


Sunday, September 13, 2009

The Big Day


I'm not sure how it's possible, but I think today may have topped yesterday in greatness! Josiah and I started the day with a sweet little snuggle in his bed, just chatting about this and that. After a few minutes, I asked if he remembered what day it was. In a split second everything launched into high gear as he, with complete delight, realized that yes – finally – today he is three!!

He got to open his first present at breakfast, a train of course. :) Then it was off to church with Jesse, Jim, Tillie, Jaron, and Bryn. I stayed back to take it easy and leisurely get dinner and party things together.

Our little family party was everything he wanted, as far as we can tell. He loved ripping into his presents, loved the decorations (including a Thomas-style flag bunting I sewed up for the occasion), gobbled up his meal, and – phew! – was absolutely delighted with his cake. (He's been asking for a train cake for at least two months, describing in minute detail how it needs to have "buffers, a wheel bar, a driver, portholes, a bell and whistle..." and so on and so on. In addition to that being beyond my skill level, this week hasn't been the best for me with this baby so close to coming, so we crossed our fingers that a basic train would suffice. Bryn – see previous post – was instrumental in helping pull it all together last night. The crushed Oreos in the cargo car for coal was her idea!)


Thanks to everyone for the gifts. He's already been busy making his new puzzles, reading new stories, finger painting, and playing with trains. Before his nap this afternoon, Josiah asked Jesse, "When I wake up, will I still be three?" Upon learning that yes, three is here to stay, he immediately began discussing plans for turning four (describing his next train cake, naturally!). He also has been asking if Baby Will is coming today, as we've been saying to him since February that the baby will come when he's three. :) I was obviously on my feet too much yesterday and this morning as the last several hours have seen me completely out of commission with more Braxton-Hicks contractions and a lot of cramping. So...we *hope* Will isn't coming quite yet! He's still about a month before his due date, and about three weeks before his scheduled c-section. It's been a lovely day, but one birthday on September 13th is quite happily enough for our little family!! :)

Saturday, September 12, 2009

The Big Weekend

Josiah turns three tomorrow. Mama Caz and Pop Pop decided (quite some time ago) to come to Lancaster for the weekend to help us celebrate. When we told Josiah, he immediately asked, "And Jaron and Bryn, too?!" These are his cousins who, like Jesse's parents, live in Rochester. There was no reason not to have them join, so it's been with great anticipation that we've been awaiting this weekend! Today was not even yet the Big Day, but it certainly was a great one, fulfilling all of Josiah's excited expectation. Jaron and Bryn have been fantastic, non-stop playmates for Josiah, as have Jim and Tillie. (And I'd be WAY beyond remiss if I didn't furthermore note that Tillie has been cooking and cleaning up a storm, as this past week has seen me put on a sort of modified bedrest... She's been wonderful!!)

Just a few highlights of the day – not depicting Dunkin' Donuts for breakfast, making forts, endless games of playing hide and seek, playing with trains, lots of baking and cooking and cleaning and sewing and errands and more:

The grandparents took the cousins to the Hands On House, a children's museum in Lancaster.


Josiah played his first Uno game, assisting Mama Caz as a teammate. One turn, Jaron and Bryn found it pretty amusing when Tillie asked "So, do we have any green ones we can put down?" and Josiah oh-so-covertly replied, "No. We only have blue and red cards!"


Pop Pop, Bryn, and Josiah made lovely music.


Josiah wanted Bryn to help him get ready for bed, who sweetly complied.


And after he was in bed? Bryn and I got to work on Josiah's train cake for tomorrow's party! More to come on that soon. :)

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Pride


This is the urchin who greeted me at pick-up time at day care the other afternoon. The picture doesn't begin to do him justice, somehow failing to show that he was absolutely blackened with grubbiness...dark streaks all over his face, dirt in his ears, grit throughout his hair and in every exposed crevice. At Josiah's school, the outdoor playground is more of a natural place "space," and someone had the bright design idea to incorporate a lot of mulch into the area. It's very clearly the bane of the teachers' lives; the children delight in the many, many play opportunities afforded by mulch, naturally. Let's see...there's mulch digging, mulch throwing, mulch collecting, mulch transferring to the grassy areas, mulch eating... The other day Josiah brilliantly struck on the idea of adding "mulch body art" to the list. His delighted statement upon running up to his teachers shortly before I arrived? "Look!! My Mommy's going to be so proud of me!!" That's my boy! :)

While our so-so camera failed to capture his black-streaked visage, it certainly was capable of portraying the rest of his appearance. Most days he comes home looking basically as he did at drop-off in the morning. But this day? First there was the utter grubbiness. Then there was the Christmas ensemble, since his navy shorts apparently had gotten really wet at the water table midday and had to be swapped for his extra pair of red ones. Best yet, the shorts were on backwards, the drawstring ties undone and hanging down his bottom. Here he's showing his bandage too, as he'd gotten a really, really nasty scrape and cut on his knee the evening before.

Wouldn't it be nice if we all were as innocent, happy, and unconcerned about life and appearances as a two-year-old!?