Happy Birthday Rock Star!

Dear Ian,

it is now your birthday!

I love celebrating birthdays.  I have decided that for as long as I can, I will take your birthday off and spend all day with you!  If you are in school, you will not have to go.  It will be a day to spend however you like, if you want I will even leave your little sibling at home (with a sitter that is).

Since you are not old enough to decide what to do on your birthday, I made the choice for you.  Your dad and I stayed home and it snowed in the morning.  He then had to go to work later in the day.


After playing in the snow with Kapa’a I made you some Birthday Cake Pancakes!  They were wonderful!


I let you take a nap and then Bamma and I took you to the Portland Children’s Museum for some play time.


After playing we went to dinner at Red Robin with Dad, Bamma, Tante, Poo-Pa-Choo, Emma & Hailey!  Dad let you have ice cream before dinner, but you still ate really good.

Tante made you some cupcakes so we could sing you happy birthday


 this is by far my favorite picture.  You were so excited about us singing to you ❤

 your favorite way to eat, who needs sliver ware?

Tante and Bamma let you open a couple presents since your birthday party was in two days.

 Bamma got you this Snoopy stuffed animal, which you loved so much!

 Tante got you this light saber, which is bigger then you, but it makes noises when it moves and lights up.  It is pretty awesome, but it was a little dangerous for the people around us.

 Dad had to take you outside so you didn’t injure any body at the restaurant 🙂  When we got home, dad gave you the present he got from you.  You will have to grow into it….

I am pretty sure you had a great day, but I know that I did.  I loved being able to spend the day with you and not worry about all the ‘stuff’ that needs to get done.




13 Weeks

Here you are little one at 12 weeks.  I am trying to get pictures of you in a weekly process, but we will see how that goes 🙂

Yesterday (the 15th of March) I had a doctor’s appointment to check to see how you were doing.  We did an ultrasound to take a look at you and make sure you are growing good.  You measured out just shy of 3 inches.  I can not believe how big my belly is to hold just 3 little inches.  You are doing good, we could see your bladder indicating your kidneys are working.  Your little heart beat was strong and at a good rate.  You are a mover, just like your big brother was.

Here is your little profile.  So cute I just want to pinch your cheeks!

Here is what is going on with you at 13 weeks.

You are the size of peach now, and your body is catching up with the growth of your head.  You are moving your arms and legs, but you still have plenty of room in there so I don’t feel those movements yet.

My symptoms are getting much worse.  I am very sick a lot and have to appetite, which means that even though my belly is getting bigger I have not gained weight since my last check up at 8 weeks.  Although we are not concerned about that yet.  I am very tired and really just want to sleep all the time, but of course I can’t.  It seems that I just can’t stay asleep at night.  Which might be why I am getting headaches.  But even with all these yucky feelings, I am still over joyed with your presence.  All these minor unpleasantness’ are worth it in the end.



Wuv You

Dear Ian,

I have been telling you that I love you since the day your were born.  And always before bed I would bend down kiss you on the forehead and say ‘I love you.’

After talking more you would sometimes say it back to me and I would rejoice!  You have no idea how wonderful it is to hear those words said in your sweet little voice.

One night before bed we were in the rocking chair, you were on my lap with your blanket and stuffed kitty.  You looked at your kitty hugged it and said ‘awww. kitty. luv you.’

Really? Your stuffed animal? Really?  but I guess as long as you were understanding the concept I could live with that.

So then the other night we were in the rocking chair before bed and I leaned down to kiss your head.  You looked up at me and smiled then said ‘wuv you’  My heart melted, it was the most wonderful thing I had ever heard.  It almost made me cry.

You don’t always say it, but when you do it is like heaven, and it can make any day a great day.



Week by Week

Dear Little baby,

we have now hit the 11 week mark on this maternity journey.  This whole counting weeks thing can be confusing.  Some of this you probably don’t want to hear about, but hey that is just the way things go 🙂

Week 1 is when the first day of my menstrual cycle began.  So I was not actually pregnant with you during this week.  This date was Dec 16th or the 17th.

Week 2-3 is when conception actually happened.  I believe this was around Christmas, of course it could have happened the first part of January as well.  But regardless it isn’t until the 2nd or 3rd week of a 40 week process that you were actually starting to form.

I am not going to give you a play-by-play of everything that happens, there are plenty of resource for that.  Just Google it.   But the fact is that during these weeks you are turning from a little bundle of cells in to a little baby.

I have to tell you that while we did want to have you, we weren’t quite ready for you.  After giving birth to your big brother I was using a birth control called an IUD, no I am not going to explain it.  It continuously gave me hormones to help prevent a pregnancy.  After about a year it started to make me crazy.  Yes actually crazy!   I was having horrible mood swings and depression.   Not to mention some other unpleasantness, like the fact that it started changing my menstrual cycle to happening every other week instead of once a month!  Talk about not fun.

With all that I decided to have it removed and changed back to taking a birth control pill.  Because of the fact that I changed methods and the IUD had altered my cycle so crazily I still ended up pregnant with you despite being on birth control pills.  Something of which we are extremely happy about, but yes, we are a little scared too.

So now we are just starting week 11.  You are about 1.6″ in length or the size of a lime, and weigh approximately 0.25oz.  You organs have formed and are beginning to function.  You are growing your little finger & toe nails.  Your ears are moving to the sides of your head.  You are moving around in there, kicking and stretching, but I can’t feel you yet.

from http://www.babycenter.com/fetal-development-images-11-weeks

I will admit it is hard to believe you are in there, although my belly is sure getting bigger!




Dear Ian,

as you started to talk and express things it was important to teach you about manners.  When you would hand me things I would tell you ‘Thank you’ and then when I would hand you things I would also say ‘thank you.’  Which lead you to ask for things by saying ‘thank you.’  It was super cute and wonderful.

One time you wanted something I had, a screwdriver, which I couldn’t give you.  You stood there holding your hand out and repeating ‘tank you, tank you, TANK YOU!’ You were very mad I wouldn’t share and frustrated because you didn’t understand why you couldn’t have it.  You asked politely but I still couldn’t have it because of safety.

We then started you on the word ‘please.’  Now when you want something I ask ‘what do you say?’ and you reply with ‘peeesse!’ and when you get it you reply with ‘tank you.’

We now make you say ‘no thanks’ when you don’t want something.  Which when you get cranky you say with the most snotty little voice and it is pretty cute 🙂

The best thing was one day I gave you something and you said ‘tank.you.mom.’  It was the most wonderful thing I had ever heard.

You no longer say ‘tank you mom’ but you still have good manners for a two-year old.

Keep up the good work.

Love, Mom

Let’s Eat!

Dear Ian,

after having dinner with you last night I now know what my parents went through trying to get me to eat.  Sometimes you are the most stubborn little man on the planet!

When you were born, I swore  you would eat better than I did.  At around five and a half months you started to show interest in food and just wasn’t getting enough calories each day on breast milk alone.  So with the advice of your doctor I started giving you ‘solid food’.  I had originally thought I about not introducing solid food until about 8 or 9 months.  I feel there was a big trend to start too early, when your little stomachs aren’t really ready for digesting food.  But alas, as always you completely changed the plan.

We mixed rice cereal with breast milk and  you LOVED it.  You always wanted to eat with a spoon and it was very messy 🙂  Eventually we of course made it thicker and started adding fruits and vegetables.  There wasn’t anything you wouldn’t eat.  It was wonderful.  I made as much of your food purees as I could and when you got older I started to make you porridge from this Super Baby Food book.  I mixed it with all kinds of blends of fruit and vegetables but your favorite is Avocado/Banana in which I add a green veggie like broccoli.  (at almost 2 years you still eat it!)

sweet potatoes

When you got older I would mash-up, or chop up in the food processor what ever dinner we were having.  You were such a wonderful eater.  There wasn’t anything you didn’t like, but your favorite thing was fruit.

After going to your sitters, your Tante would pick you up and she would usually be cooking dinner or baking something.  So your third word was “cookie” and everything you wanted to eat was a cookie.  When we would be out you would ask for a cookie and people would look at me strange because I would give you fruit or yogurt or something that was obviously NOT a cookie.  Eventually when you learned more words you deviated from this cute habit, which I miss ❤

Now hands down you will eat any fruit I put in front of you, but you love oranges and berries the best.  And thanks to your Tante you have a big huge sweet tooth for candy, chocolate, cupcakes and cookies!

sweet tooth

This whole story came about because last night we had a huge fight at dinner time.  You are a very independent child and one of the ways you are trying show that independence is at meal time.  Last night I gave you left overs of spaghetti, which you ate the other night.  But you refused to eat it!  We battled and cried and I put you to bed 3 times!  I would ask if you wanted to go to sleep, and you would reply OK, then I would take you to bed and you would lay there for about 10 minutes then tell me you were hungry.  I would ask if you were going to eat dinner and you would say ‘okay’ and then you wouldn’t eat!  It was so very frustrating.  I finally gave in and gave you the above mentioned porridge, which at first you wouldn’t eat, but eventually you did.

I tell you son, I am at my wit’s end about this.  I don’t know what to do.  I do not want meal time to be bad for you, but you are making me crazy.  You have to eat dinner, and all you want is snacks and junk.  I can’t let you go hungry but you refuse to eat.

Lately your father has been working out-of-town, and that has thrown off our routine.  I hate cooking for just the two of us because it is so much work, so we are not eating dinner together.  I think that might be part of the problem, you don’t see me eat, so you are not eating.  I am hoping to improve on this and start getting back to a routine, because you love your routines.  Even thought right now your father is still out-of-town, I hope to start having dinner together again.  I have such a hard time working all day then I have to go get you and bring you home, then fix dinner, and get you to eat, bath and bed by 7:30.  Not impossible but very challenging.

I found this website Once a Month Mom that has a menu plan to do a bunch of preparation one day out of the month, then you just throw the dinner in the oven.  So if I can do this, then I can take it out of the freezer in the morning, and put it in the oven on my way to pick you up.  Then by the time we get home dinner will be ready.

This might be a bad week, but we will get it worked out.

Hugs and kisses,

your mom


Dear Ian,

so it is now Jan 10th and I have yet to set a New Year’s goal.  So today I decided to do it.  My goal for the year is to make at least two journal entries every week.

One entry will be about something for the current week.

The other entry will be about something in the past.  Not distant past, but your past.

I have not been updating this blog recently because I am feeling overwhelmed.  You are almost two and I have so much to catch up on (at least I didn’t start this when you were 5!) and then I also keep getting behind.

So I now have a goal to get your blog updated and current.

I am also hoping to be able to refine it and organize it better.  I don’t want past and present post getting jumbled together.  Maybe someday I can have it better organized for you to read easily.




OH MY GOD! you are almost 2!!!!!!!!!!

Dear Ian,

What happened to the time?  Where did it all go???  you were supposed to be my little baby and now you are turning into a real boy! STOP! Stop growing up!

You have all these words you say, and you are starting to put them in to 2 or 3 word sentences.  You talk so adorable that I dread the day you out grow it.

I am so very unprepared for this.  I will no longer count your age in months but now in years (of course I swore I would never count in months after the first year, but couldn’t help myself).  I have been practicing by saying “he is almost two” or “he will be two in March”

But alas birthday’s call for parties.  I had a brilliant idea which your father turned down.  Yes it is ok to be mad at him now.  He said we could do it when you are older…

I tell you the hardest thing about March birthday’s is planning something INSIDE! who does anything inside anymore? I looked up some ideas online and got all these “don’t have a big thing….kid is too little to understand…just have a few people….no themes….don’t get absorbed in the materialism…yadayadayada”  They obviously don’t know my little man!

You deserve a big party everyday of your life!  Plus how can we keep it small when our family is so BIG?

I am thinking about having at the same pizza place we did last year, and having a rock star theme.  I have some great ideas for decorations and party favors and invitations… (of course we will have to see what your father has to say about it)  but we could also do a Cars theme, or Hotwheels.

Whatever we decided we have to do it soon because it will be here before I know it!  I mean we only have 2 months, 2 weeks and 2 days until you turn 2!!!

Love, Mom


Dear Ian,

Today is the Monday before Thanksgiving.  We usually take this time to reflect on what we are thankful for in our lives.  If I am thankful for anything it would be you, my son.  I am thankful for all of my family, but you most of all.  You are the reason I wake up in the morning, the reason I start each day with a smile, the reason I put one foot in front of the other and the reason I am here on this earth.

But let’s be honest, today I am thankful for your baby sitter!  Sitter K is the greatest child care provider on the face of this earth.  I do not like that I have to work and leave you in the care of another, but you couldn’t be in better hands.  Sitter K is kind, wonderful, patient, loving and most of all, she tolerates you!

Yesterday my Aunt K.C. and cousins Big A and Little A (Big A’s daughter) came over to Bamma’s house for some dinner and play time.  Little A is just over 2 and it is fun to get you wee little ones together.  Fun was had by all, you didn’t share everything but you shared a lot and were mostly well-behaved.  Events like these are always fun but exhausting.  We got home a little after 8 and we sat in the rocking chair and you fell to sleep almost right away.  However the hall light was on, and your dad had been working out-of-town, so I had no one to turn if off.  When we walked down the hall and I put you into bed, you woke up.  But you just laid there so I thought you would go right back to sleep.  About 9:30 I heard you talking and you were wide awake.  Did you fall asleep and wake up or did you never go to sleep in the first place?

I heard you make some noises in the night and again around 6 am, but you talk in your sleep so I don’t know how well you slept last night.  But when I came in at 7 to get you up, you did not wake up!  You let me change your clothes and put you in your car seat without waking up!  You slept the whole way to Sitter K’s house but woke up when I got you out of the car, it was raining after all.  You started fussing and yelling the word “Yellow” over and over again.  It was pretty cute.

When we got in the house you started your super-crabby-i-can-not-believe-you-woke-me-up! act and was not very happy.  There was a lot of crying and nothing would make you happy.  I of course had to go to work and leave you, a very unhappy boy, with Sitter K.  She accepted you without complaint and I know that by the end of the day you will be a much happier boy.

It is good to know that even though sometimes you are crabby, you are always well taken care of.

I am thankful that we have her in our lives, and I am thankful that she puts up with you and loves you.  I am thankful that I have someone I can trust with the care of my son.