Oliver's 18 Month Appointment

This has been sitting as a draft for a while now....oops...guess I'll finish.

Someone remind me never to schedule Oliver's doctor appointmet during a nap time!

Here he is just 2 exits away...I'm trying sooo hard to keep him awake.

He was all over the place waiting for the doctor.  During the exam he was AWFUL!  I so wish BDNP was there to help me.  It was terrible!

 

The exam as torture apparently.  He's NEVER behaved like that before.  He hated getting measured, he hated getting looked at, and he hated being held on the table for a shot (I don't think the shot bothered him so much as the fact that he had to sit still to have it).

Check out the single tear that hung around for a while, it was so heartbreakingly cute just chilling on his cute little face.

Thomas the Train sticker made things much better.  He has a new obsession with trains that we didn't even mention to the nurse so when she gave him this his reaction was too cute.

They didn't tell me what percentile he is in but I'm assuming he is still 75th-90th like the last few times.  I was told that at 33 3/4" he is the height of a 22 month old.  He weighed in at 29 lbs.  I was actually surprised that he hadn't hit/passed 30lbs, but I have noticed that while he is still my chunky boy he has definitely slimmed down and shot up.

The biggest concern I had going into the appointment was hearing whether or not my boy is on track with his verbal skills.  I really have had the opinion that he should be speaking a lot and doing so clearly by now.  I've been worrying about this for a while even though at 15months I was told by he pediatrician he is on target.  In my opinion there wasn't as much progress as there should have been.  But the pediatrician was again happy with where he is and not concerned.  If at 2 years he hasn't made more progress we'll consider some speach therapy I guess.  I was thinking he'd need to start that now so that's good news.  And in the week leading up the appointment and the week following I have definitely noticed his babbling has become more conversational and he is repeating more.  So yeah, this mommy is breathing a little easier.  Not that I was overly concerned, just a little bothered...the kid is not shy around other people, definitely has no hearing problems and is very good at following directions and learning routines.  In short- my boy is a quiet genius!

Tuesday Tummy Time!

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Saving Face

Before running out to Oliver's 18 month checkup I want to take a minute to save face...a little damage control if you will.  I think I painted a really bad picture of myself with last nights post.  BDNP couldn't believe I actually posted that (I usually have to OK a picture of myself and am hypercritical).  Well, I don't take it back.  Real is real.  But every once in a while there are days like today.  Feel free to compare (the bed's even made this time!).  This is an example of what I look like when there are places to be and people to see.  See, I can pull it together sometimes ;) 

...and check out the earrings! http://www.rockstarhairfeathers.com/

I'm Just THAT Fabulous

I make no pretenses- I am a bum.  If I have no plans to go out...I don't get dressed.  My hair has been TERRIBLE since about 4 months postpartum with Oliver when it started falling out around my hairline and grew back in like a friggin circus clown. 

I admit there's truth to the "look good, feel good" train of thought.  Sometimes I need to get dressed to force myself to think up some errand to run.  But today I looked like hell and still felt good. 

I thought my belly looked fabulous in my husbands BoSox tee (from the 2004 ALCS, the series during which we met).  And my frizzy hair was perfect for spending the day uncluttering the bedroom and doing some laundry... I even washed the morning and afternoon dishes at lunch time instead of waiting to pile dinner dishes in my ridiculously shallow sink and forcing myself to get to it before bed. 

I spent today barefoot and pregnant and loving every second of it.

It doesn't get any REAL-er than this! 

I decided to cheese it up and take some selfies like any good pregnant lady would do. 

32 weeks...Don't I look great!? (no answer necessary)

Tuesday Tummy Time!

Today marks 32 weeks!

I can't believe how fast this has gone by!  It's so amazing that I've grown another person in my body.  A human-friggin-being! Crazy! And I'm not the only one busy gestating... my sister in law is due two weeks after I am with her first baby.  I'm getting a niece!  Sooooo excited to have a little girl in the family to love and spoil and accessorize.  We are headin up to New Hampshire this weekend for the baby shower.  Can't wait to celebrate baby Arabella Marie!

Here is what things are looking like on the inside:

 Courtesy of BabyCenter.com:

"By now, your baby weighs 3.75 pounds (pick up a large jicama) and is about 16.7 inches long, taking up a lot of space in your uterus. You're gaining about a pound a week and roughly half of that goes right to your baby. In fact, she'll gain a third to half of her birth weight during the next 7 weeks as she fattens up for survival outside the womb. She now has toenails, fingernails, and real hair (or at least respectable peach fuzz). Her skin is becoming soft and smooth as she plumps up in preparation for birth."



Twit Face

I created a Twitter account.  I guess my Facebook obsession wasn't enough.  Or Blogger.  Or Pinterest.  Not to mention my DVR.  Geesh! Good thing I wasn't born a hundred years ago.

So now I need to figure out what exactly the point of Twitter is.  How do I decide what is twitter worthy as opposed to what belongs on facebook? 

So in addition to Twitter, I added buttons to my blog linked to my Goodreads and Pinterest profiles (how do you like my primitive graphic design skills?).  I love these websites and it just hit me that I can link them up to and share even more of myself with those of you who follow and/or stop by from time to time to check out what we're up to.  So if anyone who finds their way to this blog also uses one of these sites feel free to friend/follow me there.  Another great way to share interests and meet people. 

Ok I just reminded myself of this commercial...so funny in a sad and pathetic kind of way.  Ooooh dear.

Pardon My Dust

I have such a hard time re-doing my blog design.  I can never figure it out.  And yet I get bored super fast with what I have, and I love what I see on other blogs.  So for the next little while I will be working on the look of my blog.  Be patient...I'm already bored for tonight.

In other news....I'm going on a date with my husband.  My mom wore her real estate hat all day driving around with clients and when she finished that she stayed in the car to drive up to CT so BDNP and I can go see a movie.  Can't remember the last time we did that actually.  Sad huh? 

And boy do I need it tonight.  My sweet angel Oliver first refused to nap, and then was mean to me today.  Seriously.  Mean.  And he knew it.  He's figured out biting, pinching and hitting.  My angel...bites.  No Bueno. Rough day for me, especially since Nate worked all day and I can't function on my own on the weekends.  I do it everyday of the week but there's something about flying solo on a Saturday that just breaks me.

But how can you NOT love this?

Oliver as a sleepy Warehouse Mouse (from Imagination Movers)

@ Sesame Place for The Count's Halloween Spooktacular