Bye Bye Paci's...

Yep, bye bye paci's...it's so bittersweet to type that.  What a huge accomplishment, though, for a little girl who has been comforted by her paci's since the first day she was born.  Literally.  In NICU, they use paci's to help get preemie's to practice the art of sucking, since that is not usually "learned" in the womb until around week 37.  So when you are born at 35 weeks, sweet NICU nurses attempt to teach you to suck / swallow / breathe outside the womb.  And Kinsley loved her paci from the start.  Seems like that was just yesterday...


Kinsley's paci has always been present.  I don't think that we have gone anywhere without one in at least arms reach in case of meltdown from a tired / cranky baby or toddler.  She sleeps - I mean slept (past tense) - with no less than 3 in her crib or bed.  When she was little, it was not uncommon to see her with a paci hooked to her bib, shirt or swimsuit with her little paci-clip.  We took many-a-photos with paci present, sometimes getting in the way of her sweet smile.  It was common to see her fall asleep in one in her mouth and one in each hand.  She never took to a stuffed animal or "lovie" that she had to take everywhere with her and fall asleep with...it always was, and always has been, just her paci's.


But last Thursday night, out of nowhere, after a successful poopie in the potty & bath as we were getting ready for bedtime, I asked Kinsley if she still needed her paci's..."Big girls go potty in the big potty and don't need their paci's!" I said, sort-of flippantly.  "Do you want me to just throw these in the trash can?" "Okaaay..." she replied, catching me completely off guard.  I immediately backpedaled.  I mean, I couldn't just throw them in the trash can!  So I said, "Kinsley, do you want to give them to baby Carter?" and once again, she replied "Okaaay!" and hopped off her bed and marched right into what will be the nursery (which she already sweetly refers to as "baby's room") and dropped two paci's right into the crib.  Then she marched back into her room and we high-fived.  That night, she finally fell asleep - albeit, it took a little longer than normal - sans the paci's.  Then the next day at school, same thing, no paci for her nap and she slept for an hour and a half.  And just like that.  That was the end of the paci's.  This trend continued all weekend.  A team effort by mommy, daddy, BeeBe, MayMay, and her teacher at school = to resist that sweet face asking for her paci before bedtime or nap time.  Everyone knew the response about her giving them to the baby, and Kinsley, my strong little trooper, seemed to understand each time.

What we didn't anticipate was a 102 fever that hit Kinsley later this past weekend, her first time with Strep Throat, and as I discovered when she was crying with her mouth wide open at the doctor, her back molars breaking through the surface of her little gums.  Ugh, I knoooow, seriously, what a weekend to begin "Operation Bye-Bye-Paci," right?  But as much as I wanted to give her a paci 'cause she wasn't feeling good, I knew that we couldn't go backwards.  We were already days into a successful start.  So here we are, a week later, and while she's still not 100% well, she has almost stopped asking for her paci's completely.  They have been cleaned and stored way up high in a cabinet in a ziplock bag.  'Cause mommy doesn't have the heart to throw them out.  They were one of the last things that was keeping my big girl as my baby.  I am so proud of my girl.  All we have left is the transition out of diapers (who knows when that will happen) and she will be 100% big girl.  Makes me sad and happy all at the same time...relieved & proud, yet anxious, 'cause I know there's a whole new baby experience arriving in just four short months.

Feeling him kick...

It happened this morning, at 20 weeks/4 days, and it was just as awesome & special as when it happened with Kinsley: Philip got to feel his baby boy kick this morning while we were laying in bed.  Carter is getting more and more active and I can feel him kick and punch all the time now.  It took me a little longer to feel him than with Kinsley because of the different location of my placenta this time, but I finally started to feel Carter's first flutters about a week & a half ago.  Now that he's finally a little over the "size of a banana," he must have also gotten a lot stronger in the last week & a half as well, cause Philip got have that same experience this morning as I previously did.  I think the pregnancy always gets more "real" when you can feel a little baby moving inside you.  And I loved Philip's reaction, as he laid there with his hand on my belly: "Oh wow - Stace, I think he is gonna be an active one."  Ahh yes, just like our little girl.  We are gonna be busy.  In fact, I got a little taste of what life will be like: 10 minutes before my alarm went off, I awoke to a cry from Kinsley on the monitor and a kick/jab from baby Carter in my belly, simultaneously...like, Mom, get up, you will never get to sleep-in ever again!  Agh!  Life is gonna get both exhausting and exciting here in a few months!

Halfway Through May (and Pregnancy!)

May has brought about...

My 3rd blessed Mother's Day (spent with family, our baby girl, and our baby boy on the way); sunny, warm evenings with post-dinner strolls outdoors; 20-weeks and the halfway-point through our pregnancy!; girlie-time with Kinsley and mommy involving some pink nailpolish and 10 sweet little toenails; Kinsley counting everything, all the time, and getting our attention with her new favorite sayings: "Mama / Dada, WOOK (look)!" and "Mama / Dada, I do it!"; Kinsley's plethra of boo-boo's lately (I keep telling people that a boy will not be a whole lot different from the acive girl we were blessed with) and her new obsession with band-aids that depict Dora or a Disney princess; me saying "Kinsley, you are a silly goose!" and her replying "I'm not a goose, I'm a princess!" everytime;  more potty-practice and success!; and lots of family time already spent on the lake!  

My special, handmade Mother's Day cards.  Looove them.

Enjoying a delicious Mother's Day brunch at Danny & Angela's house!

Daddy/Daughter after-dinner stroll at The Forum - they are twins - seriously, look at the direction of their heads, their left hands, and their stride.  Twins.

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One of Kinsley's Mama, I do it! moments: washing her hands.  I must say, I love that she loves doing this healthy habit, even if it is "all by herself." :)

~ Days and Evenings Spent on the Water = Happy Family! ~

~Kinsley's First Pretty Pink Polished Toenails~

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 And finally, proof that we are halfway through our pregnancy journey to meet our baby Carter:
the growing 20 Week baby bump!

18 Weeks!

Our "20 week" (at 18 weeks) appointment on Monday went as well as could be expected!  We found out Baby Carter is definitely all boy, as he gave us a nice "underneath profile" shot just as they started the ultrasound.  His heart was a constistent 142 bpm's (as it's been in the 140's most of this pregnancy) and all of his organs - his heart, lungs, brain, facial features, legs, arms, hands, feet, stomach, kidneys, you name it - all checked out healthy and normal!  What a blessing!!!  They are estimating him to weigh a whopping 9oz right now, which is right on par as 18-weeker's should average around 7oz.  So, question is, where are all of mama's extra lb's coming from?  :)

Here's a look at me and Carter at the 18 week mark - and of course, photos of little Miss Kinsley doing what she does best!

Baby bump at 18 1/2 Weeks!

 Yep, this is definitely a boy!

 Hard to see this clearly, but it's a close-up image of Carter's facial profile, and it looked as if he was sucking his thumb.  Adorable.

Hunter catching some Zzzz's.  Hard to believe that our "first baby" will be 10 at the end of May!

Kinsley doing her best impression of Hunter.

As follow-up from the last blog post, one of Philip's many landscaping projects underway - lining the sidewalk and driveway with stone.

 This child does not like wearing swimsuits and would rather run around naked as a jaybird!  We are working on changing this habit before her swim classes start up again the first week of June!  

 Having fun with her new water table!

Seriously, I leave the kitchen for a few minutes without the child-proof latch on the pantry and this is what happens...

 My little helper!

Out shopping one night - our little country girl!