Dear Cecilia: 10 and 11 months

025 006 009 025 026 030Dear Cecilia,

You are now 11 months old. I missed your 10 month post because life got in the way and we got pretty busy. Please forgive me as I try to catch up.

At ten months and eleven months old you continue to be the most amazing eater. We still give you a little bit of baby food just to make sure you’re eating a balanced meal but you LOVE to eat table food with the rest of us. You are already a champ at drinking out of a cup and in the last few weeks you have taken on putting small objects onto your spoon and trying to feed yourself.

Thankfully that last two months did not bring any ear infections. You did however get two colds that were pretty hard for you to shake. Because of the colds and teething your sleep habits have been a little off and you have been waking up once or twice during the night instead of sleep through the night.

You are quite the talker. You babble and babble all day long. It is pretty amazing to watch you make connections and begin to turn those babbles into words. So far you say; Dad (or Dada), Mama, gimi (Jimi), duck, quack. We also think you’re trying to say car, this, that, squirrel, I did. You kind of sign “more” but really your just clapping but you know it gets you what you want so you haven’t changed it. Your high fives are nothing short of enthusiastic and are pretty entertaining.

Speaking of entertaining, you love to dance and shake your bottom. You also love your big brother to pieces and roll around on the ground with him giving hugs and kisses.It melts my heart to watch the two of you together.

Last but certainly not least, you are officially considered a WALKER!!! Around ten months you began taking a couple steps at a time. At ten months 3 weeks you took off and started doing ten or more steps in a row. You’re walking about 50% of the time now and are taking more steps every day.

Everyday you are growing more and more and showing more and more understanding of the world. I love watching you turn into such a smart and beautiful little girl. However, it makes me a little sad that your baby days are numbered.

Thank you for being the sweetest and funniest little girl around.




Dear Cecilia: 5 Months Old

295 303 286Dear Cecilia,

You turned 5 months old on your first family vacation in Virginia. Time seemed to get away from us while we were there so your 5 months pictures were taken a little late. I’m sure you’ll forgive us.

This last month you started rolling over in your sleep so we had to stop swaddling you at night. It proved to be a challenge at first but you’re getting used to sleeping with your arms out. Now you wish to sleep with your pacifier in your mouth which can be problematic (and tiring for mommy and daddy) since you often spit it out during your sleep and wake up screaming to have it back. We are hoping you return to the amazing sleeper you once were soon.

Your little personality is shining through more and more everyday. You have quite a big set of lungs on you and are often yelling out of frustration and happiness. You still get a lot of joy out of watching your big brother and your face lights up whenever he’s near. You love to put pretty much everything into your mouth, including Jimi’s hair. We think you may be getting teeth soon but you stick your tongue out whenever we try to check for them. We are slowly introducing “solid” foods to you. Some days you like eating and others you have no interest so we are taking our time and not being pushy about it.

You are getting very mobile and can roll/scoot across a room.  Daddy and I think you will be crawling soon. I’m not sure I’m ready for you to be growing up so fast.



Potty Training Jimi

We’ve entered the world of potty training and there’s not turning back now. Jimi began using the toilet around once a day when he was about 18 months old. We didn’t really push the subject very hard. We just asked him occasionally if he needed to go or sometimes he would let us know he needed to use the bathroom (surely just so he could get a treat).

When Cecilia was born and then we moved shortly after Jimi’s potty training sort of came to a halt. He just didn’t want to go. We, again, didn’t really push the issue because he’s still young and all the books now tell you not too. Then all of a sudden a little over a month ago Jimi started asking to use the toilet A LOT. He would usually wake up dry from naps but when he was wearing a diaper he would only ask to go once in a while. I decided to get serious about potty training and after hearing the advice from many friends we decided to use the naked potty training method. Keeping the naked is supposed to help make them more aware of when they’re going potty. We just kept Jimi naked for an entire weekend without going anywhere and about a week when we were home. He had a couple of accidents but nothing major and really seemed to get the hang of it. I made a chart to track Jimi’s progress that he could put stickers on when he used the toilet but his interest in that only last a few days. The only thing that really motivates him is small treats and not getting Thomas (his underwear) wet.

Since then we now keep Jimi is “big boy” underwear during the day and a pull-up at nap and bed time (even though he has woken up dry from both for almost a month). We are constantly asking Jimi if he needs to go potty and reminding him to let us know if he does, which I’m pretty sure he finds annoying. He’s still working on learning to go longer stretches in between bathroom uses instead of every 5 minutes. There have been a couple of accidents when Jimi is playing and doesn’t want to stop or throwing a tantrum and doesn’t want to stop (or that one time Jimi said he wanted to be alone and James trusted him and Jimi pooped on the floor and then got up on the toilet to announced he popped) but overall I’d say he is pretty much all trained.

I know we just got lucky that Jimi was ready to train but it still feels like a pretty big parenting accomplishment that he is pretty much potty trained at 26months.

We now have a lot of pictures like this (be warned: there is a toddler bottom below)





Don’t worry, we wipe everything down.


Free Entertainment!

We had to go to the mall yesterday to get Rebecca’s rings cleaned, part of Jared’s maintenance warranty. In the middle of the trip Cecilia got hungry, as newborns do, so Jimi and I had to go find our own entertainment. I was just going to walk him around and let him explore new sights, but I soon found the perfect distraction. The Everett Mall has carts for rent that have cars on the front that kids can pretend to drive, and they were all locked up together! Jimi spied the rack and immediately shouted “Car!” and started climbing on them. I didn’t even ask how much they were to rent, I just sat down and watched him climb in and out, turn the steering wheel, and open and shut the door. The ladies at the customer service thought he was cute, but a security guard kept circling us like a great white shark sizing up his next meal.

Jimi driving


He had to try all of them.

Another family walked by and their son, who was probably a couple months younger than Jimi, saw Jimi playing and immediately wanted to try it. They let him, but when it was time to leave, he threw a fit. So the mother asked how much and was told they were five dollars. They were trying to see how many quarters they had, but when she got the price she said “Five bucks?! That’s gay!” Inappropriate for any age, but this woman was about thirty and should know better than to say that. Their son kept crying, so they unhappily gave in and ponied up the Lincoln. I didn’t feel bad at all.

Cecilia has arrived!

Cecilia Lynn Orr

Born July 28th, 2012


8lb 8oz, 19 inches

Cecilia finally made her arrival after a little coaxing from pitocin early Saturday morning after 17.5 hours of labor. She is absolutely beautiful, loves to snuggle and (so far) fusses very little and we’re all in love.  Here’s how the labor went:

5:30am– Check in at the hospital for induction, sit around waiting

6:00am– Taken to my room

7:00am- Nurse checks me and determines that I’m still at 1.5cm and 70% effaced.

9:00am- Pitocin drip is finally started

Lots of waiting around as contractions get stronger. Learn that my platelet count has now dropped to 95 (from 128) which can be dangerous when getting an epidural. Have a consult with the anesthesiologist to discuss pain management options should I decide I need them and what they would do if I needed a C-section.

6:00pm– The nurse checks me again and decides I haven’t made any progress (which seemed a little unlikely). The doctor on call decides to stop pitocin for the night and put me on cervadil to help things move along. I get to eat dinner!

7:00pm– The new nurse on duty checks me before placing the cervadil and decides that I am 3cm and 100% effaced. Pitocin is started again.

9:00pm– 4cm

11:30pm– 6-7cm. I decided to get some pain meds put into my iv to take the edge of the contractions. They don’t take the edge off but they do help me sleep in between each contraction lasted about 45 mins.

12am- The doctor checks me to see if they should break my water but Cecilia is still to high and they are worried about a cord prolapse. Still 6-7cm

2-2:30am– 9-10 cm, waiting for my water to break.

3:00’ish am– My water breaks

3:07am– Start pushing

3:18am– Cecilia is here!

Having a (nearly) unmedicated labor was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do but I’m so glad I was able to make it until the end, despite my pleas for an epidural just before pushing. I’m also glad everything went smoothly and there were no stalls or bad positioning of the baby or any complications. Her heart rate did drop a bit near the end as I struggled to breathe. (As a side note- being repeatedly told to breathe while struggling through pain is actually more distracting and makes you think about how you can’t breathe and in fact makes you breathe less).

I wish I could say that our stay at the hospital after Cecilia’s birth was pretty uneventful but my kids are all about the drama apparently and like to send me into cardiac arrest. While I was eating dinner on Saturday night, Cecilia lay in her bassinet. I heard her make a little noise so I looked over at her and saw her lips were purple and the rest of her face was turning that way too. I picked her up quickly and started patting her back while James ran into the hallway to get help. The nurses were able to swat/rub/shake her until she coughed up the gunk that was blocking her throat. Apparently she has swallowed a little too much amniotic fluid on her way out. Later the nurses used a feeding tube to clean out the rest of her stomach. I was absolutely terrified and an emotional wreck after that. Needless to say I didn’t really sleep that night fearful it would happen again. In fact I’m still pretty nervous about it.

Jimi was pretty timid meeting his sister for the first time. When he got to the room he quickly ran in to hand me a balloon and tried to run right back out. He then wanted to see his sister but he didn’t want her to come too close or to touch her. As soon as it was time to leave the hospital  though he wanted to help carry her car seat out to the car, hold her hand and smile at her in the car, and get her out of the seat as fast as possible to hold her once we were home. He loves to hold her, kiss her, tell her hi, and pat her back. He also likes to point out her ears and fingers. We’re so proud of how well he is doing with her. He is still adjusting though and is acting out a little in other ways by not listening and throwing massive tantrums over things he wouldn’t normally but you can tell he loves his little sister though.

Cecilia is adjusting quite well to being home. We were up a lot the first few nights but she is slowly sleeping better. After a bad start to nursing, she wasn’t latching correctly and didn’t want to eat very much, she is finally getting the hang of it and it looks like I won’t have to use a shield this time around (YAY!). At her 3 day check up her weight was down to 7lb 14oz which they said was an acceptable weight loss. She loves to be held and snuggled. She already has a pretty strong neck and can hold her head up for a second or two at a time. She is becoming more alert everyday. To sum it up: she’s pretty amazing and we’re fortunate to have a sweet healthy girl.

About to head to the hospital. 41 weeks pregnant

Our big girl

Family of Four!





I was going to write a post about Jimi’s crazy behavior and sleeping habits hitting rock bottom last week but just thinking about writing it all out made me tired. To sum it up: last week was a little insane. Jimi’s behavior was all over the board. He had many moments of being sweet and many moments of being angry. He suddenly became afraid of his crib and went into hysteria when we started his nightly bedtime routine and woke up crying for most of the night. He is starting to down for the night a little easier but he is still refusing to nap in his crib. He wants to sleep in our bed which is something he has never liked doing and hasn’t really done since he was a newborn and I was too lazy to put him back in his moses basket after feeding him. We’re still not sure what triggered all of last weeks craziness. I have a feeling he may be sensing the change that is going to be happening soon when Cecilia gets here.

A lot of the behavior is probably just because Jimi is a full-fledged toddler headed in the express lane for the terrible twos. Everyday is full of  boundaries being tested, a struggle for more independence, and frustration when he can’t accomplish what he wants. Days are also filled with new discoveries and exploration, gained understanding, speaking new words, accomplishing new feats, hugs, kisses and overall amazingness that make all of the not-so-pleasant times and (most) of the sleepless nights worth it. As frustrating as it can be, I love this age and am constantly in awe of our little man.

(A late) Weekend Recap

So far 2012 has been anything but spectacular for this family. Hopefully, that will be changing soon.

Friday: We spent the better part of the afternoon and early evening shopping (one of James’ favorite activities). Our mattress is quite old, uncomfortable and makes a loud noise whenever one of us moves in the bed, which is constantly waking me up. We had planned on getting a new mattress after the new year but I heard of a good sale at Macy’s that we didn’t want to miss, so we headed to the mall for a few hours to try out mattress. Unfortunately, they cannot deliver our new mattress until Jan. 13th, so I’m anxiously counting down the days until then.

After Macy’s we headed to Babies R’ Us to buy some much needed diapers for Jimi and took advantage of their clearance sales to stock up on the next size clothes. Later that night James had a gig with 20 Riverside. I decided to skip this gig and stayed home with Jimi.

Saturday: We spent the day lounging around the house until the early evening when we headed to my sister’s house to play games and celebrate the new year. Before we left, Jimi got his hands on a catalog and decided to make some confetti:

At least he tried to help clean up the mess...

We tried to stick Jimi and John in cheesy New Year hats so we could take cute pictures. This is how it turned out:

Our plan was to stay the night at Stephanie and Ian’s since Jimi would be asleep already and so we wouldn’t have to deal with the crazy drunks on the road. … Jimi never fell fully asleep and by the time we went to bed at 1am, he was waking up every 5 minutes screaming. If it wasn’t one thing waking him up, it was another… I finally got very frustrated around 2:30am and decided to just drive home so that Jimi could sleep in his own bed. He slept a little better once we got home, but not great. The first bad start to the new year.

Sunday/Monday: We spent the entire day doing nothing, watching football, and recovering from our rough night the night before. Around 5pm, I started to not feel so good. I skipped dinner and just laid on the couch. By 7pm, I was throwing up horribly. I left James to take care of Jimi and went to bed. I spent the rest of the entire night sick in the bathroom about every 30 minutes. Around 6am (Monday morning), the sickness (as I am now calling it) hit James. My mother-in-law had the day off work so she was kind enough to watch Jimi for us for a few hours so we could get some rest. Later on Monday the sickness got to Jimi. (Be prepared for TMI) We’re talking diarrhea dripping out his pants sick. After we hosed him off (well, gave him a bath) he seemed to be in pretty good spirits other than not wanting to eat. Stephanie and Ian were kind enough to drive up some Gatorade for James and milk and Pedialyte for Jimi. Apparently, Ian got the sickness too so now we’re on the hunt to figure who gave it to all of us.

Thankfully after going to bed early last night we’re all starting to feel much better, although the boys still seemed a little wiped out.

I hope everyone else’s new year started off much better than ours!