My Little Loves

There’s a song we sing when the baby is crying. It goes like this:

Little Lawson Love, Mommy loves you

Little Lawson Love, Daddy loves you

Little Lawson Love, Lynnie loves you

Little Lawson Love, Gibby loves you

Little Lawson Love, we all love you

Yes, we do

I’ve sung some version of this song with each of my children as babies, and it’s a little bit sad to think that this might be the last time I’ll hold a tiny one in my arms and hush his tears with this song.


The Best “Job” in the World

How can my baby girl be almost 2? Wasn’t it just yesterday that I was getting up in the middle of the night to feed her instead of her baby brother? Now, my 3 am snuggle time is spent with our son instead of our daughter. It’s our son who’s learning how to roll over, discovering his hands and cooing when I make silly noises.

Lulu, on the other hand, seems to learn something new every day. Her vocabulary is constantly expanding, and she’s starting to put words together. Last night, I gave Lulu her bubble bath and read her a book. After saying her prayers and singing our nighttime song, I gave her a hug and laid her in bed. As I was leaving her bedroom, she said “Nigh-night. Love you. Buh-bye.”


The swing really is a wonderful thing

When Lulu was a baby, Hubby and I didn’t fully appreciate the swing that my parents gave us as a gift. I’d heard other mothers extol the virtues of this “baby must-have,” but Lulu didn’t really like it. She was happy enough to be in the swing, but she was just as happy to lay on her play mat or be held.

At one month old, Lulu was entranced the bright colors of the animals on her play mat.

Exhibit A:

1 month-old Lynn on her playmat

In fact, now that we’ve pulled it out again for her baby brother, she loves climbing in next to him to play with the hanging animals and turn on the music.


Playing at the park in March? Yes, please!

March in Minnesota can be a little bit miserable. When I was growing up in Texas, spring break meant it was time for swim suits and tank tops. Here, not so much. March can sometimes mean blizzards in Minnesota, but this year it’s meant weeks of temperatures in the 60s and 70s. And we’re loving it!

My favorite thing about the warm weather while I’m still on maternity leave is that it means the kids and I can go to the park as much as we want.


Our Compassionate Kiddo

For the last few months, we’ve been noticing that Lulu is a very sensitive and compassionate little girl. I’m not sure why, but I didn’t expect a child so young to be as aware of other people’s feelings as she is. I’ve discovered that she’s very upset if she thinks someone else is hurting, but she’s also very excited if someone else is happy. These are just a few examples.

The first time it really hit me how sympathetic Lulu is was when we were reading a book called “The Boy and the Moon.” The moon gets stuck in the tree, so the little boy climbs up and feeds it apples until it’s “so big and round and full that it rolled right out of the tree and into the night sky.”

Every time I read the part about the moon getting stuck and everyone being sad, Lulu covers her eyes and makes a heartbreaking “nooo” noise. But when the moon is saved and everyone starts dancing again, she breaks out into a big grin. I hate to say it, but I’ve actually started trying to read her books with less emotion so that I don’t upset her so much.


Baby Boy’s Arrival

Well I promised you a birth story, so here it is. You should probably know that Lulu arrived one day before her due date. By the time we got to the hospital with her, I was already 7 cm dilated, and she was born about 2 hours later.

The Gibster proved that every baby is different, even before we got to meet him. Remember how I said that a nurse practitioner got my hopes up that he would come early? Well, she was wrong. As we got closer to his due date, I was convinced that each day would be the day. Once January 21st came and passed, I had definitely had enough of being pregnant. Don’t get me wrong, I would do it all over again in a heartbeat, but I was so ready to hold our baby boy in my arms instead of my belly.


One Post Wonder

You know those dinners that they call “one pot wonders” because you just throw everything in a pot, and it’s basically an entire meal? Well, think of this post as a “one post wonder.” I’m going to try to catch you up on everything that’s happened in the past six months. I apologize now for the length of this post.

I’m torn between trying to write this post in chronological order or give you the most important news first. Important news wins out. Our beautiful baby boy is here! Well, he’s actually been here for almost six weeks now. I can’t believe I’m just now getting around to posting about his arrival (more to come in a later post). Here’s a fairly recent picture. Isn’t he adorable?


It’s time for a new name for Baby Girl

I think I’ve finally come to grips with the idea that our Baby Girl isn’t really a baby anymore. I know I’ve said it before, but it’s starting to sink in that she really is a toddler. She’s becoming such an independent little lady, which is amazing to watch. So I guess she needs a new nickname for the blog. From here on out, we’ll just call her Lulu.

Last weekend we got a great reminder of just how much Lulu isn’t a baby anymore. One of my best friends gave birth to a beautiful baby girl on August 7. Little Lucy is perfect. We were privileged to get to see the family in the hospital the day after Lucy was born.

Hubby and I brought our little girl with us, but we weren’t quite sure how she would react to the newborn. Anyway, Lulu did wonderfully with Lucy. She gave the baby hugs and was very gentle with her.

Lulu didn’t quite understand why I wouldn’t give her the baby to walk around with, but how much can you really ask of a 14-month-old? All in all, I’d say she did fantastically well with the tiny baby.

Later last week we visited the family at home to drop off some presents for the Lucy. Again, Lulu did a great job. At first she ignored the newborn, but then she came over and gave her a hug and was very gentle again.

I’m so excited to see how she will do with a little brother or sister of her own! We keep telling her that she’s going to be a big
sister soon, but I’m sure she doesn’t know what that means. We say that she’ll have a baby brother or sister of her own soon, but again, I don’t think she understands the concept yet.

For those of you who have multiple children, how did you help your toddlers understand what was happening when you became pregnant with the second baby?

A new family tradition

There are some things you just have to do to maintain your sanity. For Hubby and me, taking a weekend just to ourselves was definitely one of those things. Our anniversary was actually July 24, but we couldn’t get away then, so we celebrated last weekend instead.

We dropped Baby Girl off at Hubby’s parent’s house and headed for the cabin. It was the longest I’ve ever been away from her, but it was such a great thing to do! L had tons of fun with her grandparents (who of course were ecstatic to have her for a whole  weekend), and Hubby and I were able to spend some time alone.

The best part of the weekend for me was that we didn’t really do anything. I read a book cover-to-cover while Hubby read his own. We played a few board games and just generally enjoyed each other’s company. It was wonderful. More

Swimming at Nana and Grandpa’s house

There are so many things that Baby Girl and I love about summer, but swimming at Nana and Grandpa’s house is definitely near the top of the list. My parents bought a kiddie pool at the beginning of summer, and it’s warm enough outside that the water isn’t ridiculously cold. So Baby Girl and I go over there once or twice a week and play in the pool. (Sorry the picture’s a little hazy.)

Sometimes she just stands next to me and splashes. Sometimes she plays with the pool toys. Most of the time we sing the silly songs we learned in swimming class. But today she decided to take a real swim. Well … maybe “decided” is too strong a word. I think she tried to walk and slipped instead. She went totally under the water, but she did great! She closed her mouth and just looked at me for a few seconds.

Of course, I scooped her up quickly and cuddled her, but I was careful not to make her think that anything was wrong. In fact, her
grandparents and I all gave her lots of praise for being such a big girl and doing such a good job under the water.  It was a little scary for me to watch her slide under the water, but she was totally safe (with 3 loving adults watching her). Probably a good learning experience for both of us.

I’ll tell you one thing: It definitely made me grateful for our swimming classes. Who knows if Baby Girl would’ve known to hold her breath if she hadn’t been practicing going under water in classes?

Anyway, we cuddled for a minute, and then she got right back in the pool. She pretty much immediately picked up the toy she was
reaching for before the slip and kept right on playing. Isn’t it great how resilient kids are? (See that? I said “kids”… not babies. She’s a kid now. Not entirely sure how I feel about that one, but that’s a post for another day.)

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