This Blog Writes Itself

by youngmarriedmom Posted on August 14, 2013

Jacob is on the brink of three years old. The way he’s talking these days makes it clear that he’s aware of so much in our world and that he really is listening. He also seems to be contending for full authorship of the blog.

 

On having (dairy-free) quesadillas for lunch: “I’m going to keep wearing my slippers for quesadillas. Otherwise I will get quesadilla on my toes.”

 

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On the sweeter side, Jacob’s learned some of the words to a song called “Gambler” by the super-talented Tim Margiotta. Jacob’s uncle Karl plays violin on Tim’s album, and we’ve listened to “Untle Tarl” so many times, I heard the little guy singing this song to himself in bed the other night. What’s cooler for a Catholic mama than to hear her little guy singing this with a heart full of joy:

“First of all, there is a God.
That is a fact, not a tale or a story . . . “

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Dear Henry XII

by youngmarriedmom Posted on August 9, 2013

Dear Henry,

 

Sunday, just a week after we moved into your grandparents’ house, you started to crawl. It’s starting to set in that you’re on the downswing of your first year. Every day, you’re growing out of being an infant and getting closer to being a little boy.

 

This week, you also started to imitate us in clapping and waving. When you’re done nursing in the rocking chair, you turn around and look at your bed, letting me know you’re ready to go to sleep (well, after you chat on your own for a bit). Aunt Kathleen said that you were talking, “Dadada,” and when you heard my voice, you quieted down and started saying something more like “Mamuma.” Yay! I’m trying to sign with you more, because I can see you trying to communicate with us more and more. So exciting!

 

I gave you finger food for the first time the other morning, and you knew exactly what to do with it: eat some and throw the rest, one by one, on the ground. You are smart, sweet, snuggly, and, according to Grandma TT, squishy. Our life has been very busy, and sometimes I feel like I haven’t really looked at you until partway through the day. You easily convince me to slow down, with the way you giggle when you’re tickled and reach for my face with your chubby little hands.

 

I know you are a different person than Jacob, but so much of that is still intangible. You are ticklish—more so and from an earlier age than Jacob is/was. You put things in your mouth a whole lot more than he did, too. I don’t pretend that I can tell much about your personality from these things, but I do know that every detail about you is unique in a perfect and wonderful way. We are all so in love with you.

 
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When you cry in your crib, if Jacob’s in the room with you, he’ll say, “Henwy needs somebody. Henwy needs somebody.” If he can get to you when you’re crying, he’ll often bring you a toy or a sippy cup. If you’re not crying, he still sits on you sometimes, but now you both seem to enjoy it, so I’m not really sure what I’m supposed to do about that.

 

Moving into this house, my favorite room is that one that you and Jacob share. For one thing, it has a red accent wall! More importantly, though, it’s the room you and Jacob will grow up in and that makes me so happy and hopeful. We are giving you all that we can, the best we can think to give you. It’s not everything, and it’s not all going to be easy for you. We believe our job is to build your character, and I hope you will appreciate that. I hope we do it well.

 

You have more teeth coming in and you are thinning out. Part of the baby is melting away and a handsome little boy is shining out. I love holding you, smiling at you, laughing with you, watching you fall asleep, watching Jacob play with you. You are so important to me, to our family. I read you a story today while you were in your exersaucer (you and Jacob have been tag-teaming naps—either to get alone time with me or to be sure I get nothing else done). I love reading to you when you’re not trying to eat the book!

 

Oh, Henry. I could go on and on. All this is to say I’m so, so glad you’re part of our lives.

 

With all my heart,
Mom

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Updates from the ‘burbs

by youngmarriedmom Posted on August 7, 2013

John keeps saying it’s going to take about a month to settle in to our new home and find our groove, so to speak. It’s been a week and a half thus far. Since we moved back to where we both grew up, and not far from our home in Brooklyn, it doesn’t feel to me like there’s a lot to get used to, in terms of landscape. Our lifestyle is different with a longer commute, more people in the house, and those blasted car seat buckles. But we are finding our way, and when I get stressed, I remind myself that God has very good reason for us to be here—and it’s not for me to try to figure it all out.

 

It’s only been ten days, but it feels like so much has happened. What a blessing that these little developments are happening in our new place, making it feel even more like home, right off the bat.

 

First of all, John passed his CFA exam. Hooray! Well done and thank goodness!

 

Henry’s got teeth coming in on top. Two on one side, instead of the middle two, but we’re happy to see progress.

 

He’s also started on more solid foods, but honestly seems more interested in his bib and/or our cookies than his pureed peas. I’m not sure I can blame him for the latter at least.

 

Henry’s crawling, sometimes using his head as a fifth “foot,” but he’s moving forward, so who’s counting?

 

Jacob loves that we see “tid-dos” (“kiddos”) at the in-home childcare here every day. He’s doing really well adjusting to his new situation. I love watching him spend more time with his grandparents, aunts, and an uncle. This is the life we wanted for our kids, and we’re blessed to have it happening while they’re young.

 
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I am knitting Jacob a winter hat, and after a false start the other night, we’re on track! It’s adorable. Giant pompom.

 

John’s sisters have given themselves new names: Aunt Awesome and Aunt Supafly. Both are accurate representations of their personalities.

 

I have a dress for my brother-in-law’s wedding at the end of the month, and I think I have the perfect necklace for it, too. It’s going to be so fun to have the whole family dressed up and dancing our hearts out to celebrate in just a few weeks!

 

My mom and I have been going to a local farmer’s market. Last week I got over thirty peaches (three pies’ worth) and four apples in a “seconds” box—they weren’t quite perfect to look at, but they were perfect for baking—for five dollars! I love you, suburbia!

 

Little by little my brain is settling down and sorting itself out. I finally found my to-do list (not that I was looking for it), and though it gets longer every hour, I can see myself getting things done. I’m starting to set aside time for work, writing, and seeing old friends, and life is feeling full, if a little frazzled.

 

This weekend, John and I have a date night planned. We haven’t sat still in weeks, and it will be good to reconnect, just the two of us . . . especially since we have now officially been together for nine and a half years!

 

Whew! Are you ready for a nap? Because I am!

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