Brotherly Love

The older John gets the more he looks like his big brother did at this age. Man! We make adorable babies.

Daniel is becoming quite the big brother. He was helping me feed John by holding the bottle. And then whipping it out of his mouth! Yesterday Dan tried to pick up the baby. With my help he managed and seemed quite satisfied with the brotherly hug.
Most of the time he will just lay with the baby on the play mat. John loves to watch Daniel and will smile and giggle when ever Daniel is near. Except when his bottle is being whipped out of his mouth :)

11 Weeks and 28 months

The boys are amazing. Sometimes I still can't believe I am MOMMY!!!
Johnny is growing like a weed. His face is changing everyday. He is almost able to roll over by himself and is almost sleeping thru the night. Our big wish as his parents is for him to sleep through so we can too.

Danny is learning tons. It seems that everyday he learns a new word or says yet another sort of sentence. He knows his shapes, letters and numbers to ten. Not always in the right order - but we are proud anyway.

There has been some regression with competing with his little bro, but it has been a way better transition than I expected.

The little one is calling me so I must go now. Enjoy the pics!

Snoring Baby

Seven

Seven Weeks

At John's recent doctor's visit we found out he now weighs 11.5 lbs. He is already in size 2 diapers and I had to retire his newborn size sleepers. I forgot how fast these early stages fly by.
He is smiling a lot, yet it's hard to get him to smile for the camera. Sometimes I luck out.


Twenty-Seven Months
Daniel is talking a lot more. He can count to ten. I love how toddlers talk. on, choo, free, four, fi, ick, sennen...you get the picture.



We are slowly getting into a new family rhythm, so hopefully I will be posting updates more frequently. For now - Enjoy the cuteness :)

Extra Cuteness

Fishy Kisses

Our little boxer (He's outgrown most of his newborn clothes already!)

A much overdue update

Where did that month go?

We are slowly getting into a routine around here. John is slowly figuring out his days and nights. And Aaron and I are figuring out when we can squeeze in naps and grown up time.
Daniel is learning to be a good big brother. Most of the time. I caught him waking up John the other day and when John started to cry Daniel started to laugh. So there are some moments where he is still learning.
Then there are a lot of precious moments as well.

Daniel is still amazing us with his brilliance. It seems like over night he has learned his colours and numbers. He's even pretty good with shapes. And he still loves books. Here he is sitting in a Windsor rocker that my dad made for us.

John is starting to smile and cooing a lot. Its hard to get him to smile for the camera though. Unless he's having a really good dream.

Now that we finally have a bit of snow Aaron had to take Daniel out to make a snowman. Too bad its the wrong kind of snow :(
Danny had fun anyway.

Eight days a week

I meant to write this yesterday, John's first full week on the outside, but such is life with a newborn. (I actually had to leave the computer for half an hour there to tend to the little guy).

Our first week has been surprisingly easier than I expected. Most likely because we've been through this before and Daniel's birth was by c-section. I am so happy that I was able to give birth vaginally this time. Recovery was/is a billion times easier. Other than peeing every 1/2 hour I'm not doing too bad.

John is a good eater. Monday, at his newborn assessment he had gained almost all his birth weight back. He is a nice shade of pink. And he did not have to suffer through jaundice blood tests like his older brother did.


What else can I say about a newborn? He sleeps, eats and pees and poops. And he's adorable.

Daniel is adjusting quite well. He does have his moments which is too be expected. We try to give him the attention he craves and help him to learn that his little brother needs us too. Luckily as long as John's needs are met he doesn't mind us spending lots of time chasing Dan around the house.

And its seems like almost over night Daniel's vocabulary has expanded a hundred fold. I am (pleasantly) shocked to hear some new words come out of his mouth. He still hasn't said John, but he has said "happy baby". He also said yes when I asked him if he likes John. That's a good sign.

He pats John's head when I ask him to be gentle.


I call this my Christmas miracle. One week after giving birth I fit into my (PMS) jeans. Non-maternity clothes already!


Although we won't know for sure until he's about a year old, I think John's eyes look rather blue already. Daniel's eyes were almost black at this age. So I'm thinking super cute brothers - one with light hair and dark eyes. The other dark hair with blue eyes. Watch out ladies!!

V for Victory

We avoided a c-section :D

Well it seems that the false labour I wrote about last entry was closely leading up to the big finale. December 7th at 4am I started having regular contractions about 10 to 15 minutes apart. Nothing killer but definitely noticeable. So much so that I called my mom at 8 that morning and had Aaron pick her up to be here for Daniel when/if we had to go to the hospital. Daniel was in heaven. Gogo was here at his beck and call. Gogo was in heaven too at least before Danny exhausted her.

Anyway, while Aaron drove to Richmond Hill to pick up my mom the contractions stopped and I felt bad that mom was coming for no reason and Aaron was missing work. They picked up again a couple of hours later. I couldn't help but ask mom, could it be soon? Or are they gonna disappear again and I'll have to wait another week for this kid to enter the world. There really is no way of knowing for sure and that was killing me. I'm a planner and this was something I couldn't plan!!

I spent the day chilling with mom. Timing contractions. Watching movies and tv. Wasn't such a bad day. Went to bed around 9:30 hoping for the best.

As soon as I lay down the contractions became more intense but they were still too far apart to go to the hospital. Finally at about 1am I called Triage just to make sure that they didn't want me to come in. No, I should wait!

I lay back down. About half hour later I had one doozy of a contraction and my water broke. I hoped out of bed waking Aaron "Ahhhh my water broke." I actually hopped in the shower and began experiencing the contractions that I had only heard about (I didn't feel a thing with Daniel's labour!). Made it out of the shower called triage back and confirmed that I should come in to be assessed.

I was 4cm dilated when I arrived at the hospital. My doctor had suggested I wait as long as possible for my epidural and I told the nurse this. They moved me to the delivery room and I began to demand my epidural - LOL! The nurse kept telling me not to push but I couldn't stop. They checked me out again and thankfully I was fully dilated. Pushing commenced and my little John was born at 4:34am on December 8th.

The date is very significant too. John is named for John Lennon. And December 8th, as a lot of you know is the date that he died.

(I sense I feeding coming on and I'm too tired for more at this moment. I know you want more pics and they will come as soon as I can get to it. Not to worry I am snapping lots!!)