We have enough interest that the Peep Show will go on! It will be smaller than previous years, but that is okay. :)
All-O-ver, Ol-i-vore . . . we're learning that Oliver's name has some fun mispronunciations.
Also, ask him what is name is and this is what you'll hear: "My name is Oli . . . Oli . . . Oliv . . . Oli . . . I don't know."
Here I am at SFO. Again. What should have been a 40 minute layover has turned into a 5 hour layover with merely a possibility of getting on the red-eye at 10:30. Flying standby. And if I don't get on the standby flight . . . they tell me my next shot at JFK isn't for 24 hours. Yeah. So let's hope that doesn't happen. And if I don't get on standby, well, there's got to be another way home.
S: Oliver, Is Mom a child of God?
O: Yes!
S: No, Mom is a grown up!
The one night -- ever -- when Micah and I get to bed at 10:00 and could, feasibly, get 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, Simon wakes up crying inexplicably at midnight and can't go back to sleep, Oliver falls out of bed, and we're all out a couple of hours of sleep. Clearly we need to never try to go to to bed early. It's the only way to get a good night's sleep around here.
Tell me if this is just a 2nd child thing: I feel like I don’t really know anything about Oliver. Perhaps this is because with Simon I had so much time to sit around and stare at him and talk to him and decide what kind of baby he was and I just don’t have the time to do such things with Oliver. Or maybe it is because I have learned my lesson that even if I decide what kind of a baby Oliver is, next week or next month he is going to prove me wrong and I’ll have to start all over again. But possibly he is just a pretty chill baby whose personality hasn’t come out really strongly yet. He cries when he’s hungry. He sleeps a lot — even at night (5 hours between feedings two nights in a row!). He likes to be held and rocked and fed and bounced. He likes sucking on his parents’ pinkies. He enjoys bathing. He has this high-pitched cry that comes out when he is desperate and thinks he is wasting away (at least that is what it sounds like to me). It is both cute and pathetic and I almost feel bad for loving the desperation cry so much.
Overall, I think he is a good baby, but I think that maybe I think that because I have heard from so many sources that second children are easier than first. And maybe I think that because I have a larger little person driving me crazy and the Sweet Pea seems so tame in comparison.I like him and I think we’ll keep him and I think he is super cute and probably going to break a lot of hearts some day. But more than anything I am excited to spend some more time with him, to see him grow and learn and become who he is going to be. I want to know if he’s going to be as bossy as his brother at age 2 1/2, if he’s going to draw all over the walls and scale bookshelves or if he’ll be tightly tied to the proverbial apron strings and hesitate to come out from my shadow even in the most comfortable of circumstances. Can’t wait to see what he is going to be.
He's totally going to be a heart-breaker one day! It does seem like Simon's independent personality came out early on. I'm excited to get to know Oliver too and can't wait to come out and see you guys! One more week!!
P.S. He looks so chill in that first picture! And I love those pants. Ü
Those pants are about 3 months too big . . . plus Simon kind of stretched them out when they were his. It's hilarious, but that outfit is Simon's favorite for Oliver to wear. He loves picking Oliver's clothes.
It's so incredible to see a little tiny baby and realize they have their own personality and that someday they could do anything they want. He seems like a really good little guy, and he certainly is a handsome baby!
I think this is the most amazing part of parenthood, the whole miracle of life + wonder of discovery. Enjoy that little Sweet Pea. I cannot wait to meet him. I have no idea how or when, but I am plotting a plan. We shall see.