My Little Aussie Girl

Today the rain derailed our park plans and instead sent us all to the market. On the way Stella and I were discussing how the day before she had dropped her raisins in the car. Then, she interrupted and said, “Mommy, it’s SULTANAS. I’m so disappointed in you, mommy, it’s sultanas, not raisins. SULTANAS. That’s so cheeky, mom. Stop calling them raisins.” What?!

Don't dare call them "raisins"

Don’t dare call them “raisins”

Sadly, she corrects me all the time. The kid is full-on into Aussie-speak.

I say stroller, she says PRAM.

I say rain boots, she says GUMMIES.

I say diaper, she says NAPPY.

I say breakfast, she says BREKKIE.

I say pacifier, she says DUMMY.

I say buh-NAH-nuhs, she says buh-NON-nuhs.

I say flip-flops, she say THONGS. (Actually, it comes out more like “tongs” and is absolutely hilarious.)

She’s also fully embraced saying, “no worries.” No worries, mom, I’ve got it!

She’s even begun to dabble in the classic Aussie greeting of “How’re you going??”

In other Stella news, we are seeing a very special doctor to help with some of her food issues. That, if you don’t know, is a very, very, VERY long story. The doctor is super-crunchy,  as Phill says (with one eyebrow up) and I love her. Her name is Dr. Kate Swincer and she’s a chiropractor, but like a super duper chiropractor. Take a look at her practice areas here. After our first meeting, I feel really good about her and her ability to help Stella. She, after all the conventional and unconventional doctors we have seen, might finally have the answers we’ve been looking for. 

Also happening in the Simpson household, Phill is now the 3rd one to be taken down by the nasty gastro bug. He’s nowhere near has bad as I was, though, thank goodness. He has seemingly bounced  back after 24 hours. Declan, the only one of us to avoid the nastiness (yay breastfeeding!), has been busy being a maniac with the walker. And cruising along anything he can get his hands on. He’s also doing a ton of free-standing… working hard on that balance! Lastly, he might be terrified of being in the swing when Stella is in charge of the pushing. 

Really mom?!

Really mom?!

He never cries so we aren’t sure if that’s a look of terror or of delight disguised as terror?  Who knows!

Declan – 7 Months

Stella has plenty of her early life recorded on her blog. But I realized today I’ve never blogged about Declan.

This is my favorite of the baby stages. Sitting up and mobile just enough to make them happy, but not crawling, and so very smiley and happy. Gosh darn, it is the best and absolutely worth it’s own post!

 

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Declan is amazingly strong. I knew I was in trouble when, at 2 weeks old, he was raising his legs and his head up in some sort of yoga core pose. We’ve started finding him sitting upright in his bed the past couple of weeks. And he can cross the entire living room via rolling in the blink of an eye. He spends a lot of time (and tears) up on all fours, rocking back and forth. I even find him doing this in the middle of the night! He’s begun moving his knees forward but hasn’t figured out the hands need to move, too, so he ends up splat on his chest, bum in the air. Even though he’s frustrated, I can’t help but smile at his cuteness and little baby determination.

 

Another thing he’s begun doing, and I don’t recall Stella doing this, is grabbing my face and giving me a big open mouthed kiss. He does the same to Phill and Stella and we all pretty much melt at such a loving gesture. He’s probably just teething and really wants to shove our face into his mouth for some pain relief, but that would be ok, too.

 

He’s holding his own with big sister really well. She, on the other hand, grabbed one of my belts this morning and Phill caught her looping it around his neck and saying, “come on doggy, let’s go for a walk!” Time… just give it time and he’ll give as good as he gets.

 

Nighttime sleep is still AWFUL. He wakes 3-5 times a night. And, in order to get more sleep, I just feed him. However, now he wakes and won’t go back to sleep without nursing. We’ve entered quite the cycle. A very sleeeeeepy cycle.

 

As for food, we began Baby Led Weaning. He pretty much treats the food like toys and hasn’t actually ingested much. We are going to stay the course for a few more weeks and hope he gets the hang of it a bit more. You should see the look on Stella’s face seeing all the food he is wasting! Appalled.

 

Tonight we got the biggest belly laughs from Declan. Actually, not we… Stella did! He was so tickled he could barely stay sitting upright. Who knew bubble beards were so hilarious?!  It was a really lovely moment. Happy and full of love.

 

Declan is 7 months

Stella is 2 years 11.5 months (nearly 3!)

Diary of Declan

A day in the life of Declan…

Day:

Wake. Smile a lot. Eat. Play. Practice Crawling. Babble “mama.” Nap. Smile. Smile some more. Belly laugh. Smile.

Night:

7:30 pm — Nurse. Fall asleep.

12 am — Wake. Refuse pacifier for 30 minutes.

12:30 am — Nurse. Babble for 30 minutes.

1 am — Fall asleep.

3 am — Wake. Cry. Rock on all fours. Babble “mama” over and over.

3:30 am — Nurse. Cry. Babble “mama” for 45 minutes.

4:15 am — Fall asleep.

6:30 am — Wide awake. Ready to smile!

 

I am so tired. Bone freaking tired. What are we doing wrong?! Maybe he’s just one of those kids that doesn’t need a lot of sleep?? Stella was NOT like this. She will be turning 3 later this month and there is no end in sight to her daily nap.

Another aspect is we haven’t begun giving him any solids. I wasn’t really in a hurry to do so. Our plan was to begin at 6 months (alas we were 30k feet in the air that day) with baby led weaning. And now almost 4 weeks have flown by and still no solids. We finally bought him a high chair over the weekend and we’ll start his foodie adventure this week. Who knows, maybe my mother-in-law is right and this will be the key to a better night’s sleep?

Even if he is destined to be a rotten sleeper, at least he’s so incredibly cute during the day.

 

All smiles in the sun!

All smiles in the sun!

 

Declan is 6 months, 3 weeks old

Stella the Nurturer

I loved seeing all the back to school pictures friends posted this week! I can’t even imagine the disaster I’ll certainly be on Stella’s first day of kindergarten. If her first day of preschool was any indication, medication, or copious amounts of tissue and chocolate, may be in order.

Since Stella is not in school anymore, I’m striving to find educational and socially engaging activities to keep her little brain moving. Her favorite activity thus far is storytime at the local library. She wakes up every morning and, after asking Declan’s whereabouts, says “what’s coming up today, mom?” Followed by, “is it the library?!”

Library lover

Library lover

She sat here and told me she wanted to be sure she could see the pictures. (Story time didn’t begin for another 10 minutes.)

At Tuesday’s visit to the library, we were seated towards the back when she spotted a little girl cradling her baby doll. Stella looked up at me, and with wide eyes said, “Mommy, where is my baby Coco?” Ummm, whoops. (Baby Coco is crammed in a box somewhere in our storage unit in Texas.) The next day I bought her a new baby doll that came with it’s own pram. It was dirt cheap (which is hard to find here in Australia) at just $20 but has made her so happy.

Stella and "Baby Sara"

Stella and “Baby Sara”

Baby Sara goes everywhere with her now. As I push Declan along (in the double pram she won’t ride in anymore) she pushes baby Sara alongside me. If I’m rocking the stroller back and forth at a cross walk to keep him asleep, she copies that. She even pretends to release the brake! And she copies this, too.

Nursing her baby

Nursing her baby

It is precious. Like, beyond.

She loves being a “little mommy.”

Nap time... at the play park

Nap time… at the play park

Other kids go to the park to run slide, swing, and generally run amok. Stella’s play is putting her baby to bed. She has an AMAZING imagination. And I just love her nurturing nature with Sara AND Declan. I can only dream that she always loves her brother as much as she does right now.

P.S. That pram? Yeah, the handle broke off 25 hours after purchase. POS. Good thing she has a birthday next month!

Stella is 2 years, 11 months