Mama who bore(s) me, mama who raise me...

Oh, and more pictures

2008-09-07T17:35:14Z

Catching up after a LOOOONG Time......

2008-09-07T17:34:42Z

Hey, it's me again, I haven't been here in ages. I've been busy chasing a two year old all summer. I know, I know, you would think that I could write some little one line updates about how things have been going during naptimes or when he has gone to bed, but during those naptimes I have been doing these enormous loads of laundry (erm, our electricity bill has tripled? How did that happen? His clothing is sooo small!)
And at night after he has gone to bed I sit with my head in Matt's lap (get your mind out of the gutter, there hasn't been any of *that* going on, erm, not really, hahaha.... and we talk about "Boogie" (yes, that has become my nickname for Isaiah, and that is a whole story in itself) and then I will log into my rich fantasy life on Second Life for an hour or two, shoot at some stuff in a post apocolyptic dark roleplay game or go dancing in a victorian steampunk fantasyland-- for some reason this seems to be the way my mind has decided that it unwinds best from the stress of the day-- and then i pass out.

Lather, rinse, repeat.

Oh, and I've lost more than thirty pounds.

I need to post some "before" and "after" adoption pics in the photo stream.

Getting a baby in the late spring was probably the hardest thing that could have happened for me, because it was literally a "trial by fire." The summer is the hardest season for me, by far.
In the past, my biorythyms have naturally flipflopped as the weather has gotten hotter, and I've slept through the hottest part of the day, and stayed up later into the night and worked and lived when it is cool and quiet. Needless to say, I couldn't do that this year because I had another person along for the ride.

If I sound like I'm complaining, I'm not, it was just hard to have an outdoor baby and be an "indoor Bean" as my husband has always put it-- preferring to hide from the dreaded daystar while Boogie wants to run and play "ball ball ball" (one of his first best words.)

Anyway, the transition has worked out better than we could have EVER hoped for. He has bonded with us very well.
I joke that Isaiah is saving all of his angst for his teenage years, and I am really in for it.
Because, well, he's gorgeous. I could have never MADE a baby as beautiful as he is, and everyone swoons over him. My geek husband and I are going to be raising a popular jock. He loves ball, and sports, already, is in the 90th percentile in height in the 20th percentile in weight, and is shy a bit but also super social-- waves and smiles and flirts with everyone-- when he feels like it. and can also be super stubborn.

Well, he's a 2 year old.

I will write more later, he's almost up from his nap.

But now that it is cooler, and the "tropical storm of the century" has passed, my head is clearer because the pressurehas gone down, and I've finally remembered my password, I thought i should write SOMETHING.

Had all these good intentions

2008-06-10T16:13:59Z

Of keeping such a journal on my "journey into motherhood."

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

but there are some adorable pictures on the flickr page.
http://flickr.com/photos/izzysmum/

He is doing really well. The transition went better than we could have ever hoped for. Things are starting to settle in now, and I will write a bit more, maybe.

But if you want to know anything how i'm doing, go look at the pictures.

bitstrips are my new thing...

2008-04-20T00:19:41Z

Better than livejournal rants anyday...

Pumpkin is a good mommy...

2008-04-19T18:31:02Z

...or a bad one, depending on your parenting style.

He is still crying himself to sleep when it is nap time. He cries for about 5 minutes, then lays down and and sleeps.

Pumpkin does NOT like that I let him cry at all. She runs into the room, puts her paws up, peeks into the crib, comes back to me, goes back to the crib. She also did it in the night when she heard him cough.
Jumped out of bed and checked on him in the same way. And in the morning, as soon as she heard him talking, she ran in and checked on him, then came back and nudged me 100 percent awake.
Which i thought was odd, because usually in the morning she nudges my husband awake when she wants something.

Friends only

2008-04-15T21:01:31Z

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