Boys

The morning started at like, 4am or something when Jack woke up, wide awake and wanted to eat breakfast NOW and go downstairs and watch cartoons. Seriously, thank goodness Garrett was getting up anyway. We had to take a morning detour and go jump on the trampoline at Gigi's house for awhile to bust out some of that energy that was threatening to give me a nervous breakdown. Days that I feel frazzled I need some Jane Austen. I don't know why I don't own the whole collection of books and movies. I seriously need them.

Maxwell, 2 months old

Maxwell 2 months

Jack at 2 months

Jack at 2 months

I was looking back at pictures of Jack when he was two months old to compare the boys, and Jack was way chubbier! Max weighs 12lbs and is 24.5 inches long, and Jack at two months was 14lbs 3oz and 25.5 inches long. And I think Max looks more like Garrett.

Even though Jack has been potty-trained since this summer, we're having issues with wetting his pants again, since Max has been around. It's frustrating and we're trying to keep him interested in staying dry by keeping a potty chart. Every time he goes potty in the toilet he gets to put a sticker on his chart, and if he's stayed dry all day he gets a gold star. When he gets seven gold stars he earns a new toy. He finally earned his seventh star yesterday. It's only taken him two months. I'm thinking we should make the reward sooner, like after three or four stars. But he is so nutty about Thomas trains that I'm hoping when he goes to pick out his new train he'll get excited about earning another one. 

just give me a moment, please..

I have to wonder, do people without kids really know what they're saying when they say they're tired? I mean do they KNOW what tired can feel like? Tired is having a newborn and a 2 1/2 year-old. When you're functioning on a daily basis not really remembering what rested feels like. Not seeing rest in your near future, knowing that this cup of coffee is your replacement for sleep is like..sad.

But those kids sure are cute, and if you keep reminding yourself that you'll only be 40 when your son graduates from highschool, well... there is hope.

Then and Now

Where we're at these days:

Jack is potty trained
Max has finally arrived
Garrett is now the manager of coffee culture cafe
I haven't done anything on my chore chart in the past three weeks (or more)
My garden is in desperate need of weeding and watering


....so we're off to a good start! Honestly, I'm just relieved Jack is potty trained and I'm not pregnant anymore. Whew.


Jake lives outside all the time except for at nights, and then he lives in the kitchen. So I have to sweep the floor every morning, because I haven't convinced Garrett to wash Jake everyday yet. Ha.. ha.


So aside from the chore chart not really getting accomplished, we have been doing okay at keeping up with laundry, but note how I say WE... meaning mostly Garrett has been doing a good job at this. Don't worry, I fully plan on taking back over as mistress of this house once it's been over a week since I gave birth. Maybe longer. I don't know, I hate to pin myself down with a timeline....


In other happy news, I have lots of ice cream in my freezer.

Proudly Presenting...

Max! He's here! August 11, 2010 at 1:52am... what a gorgeous boy! The waiting game is over, and now we can all get on with enjoying every moment with the newest addition to the Esary Family.He's a laid back baby, quiet and wide-eyed when he's not asleep. Jack loves his baby brother and I think he's adjusting pretty well, although a couple nights he's woken up crying at night and wanted to get in bed with us; I'm not sure if this is to do with the changes going on around here or what.

Garrett went back to work on Monday, so its just me and the kiddos during the day- so far nothing crazy has happened, although yesterday I did forget to feed Jack lunch. This weekend we get to go spend some time at the beach with the fam, so we'll see how our first trip with Max goes, hopefully he travels well!

while waiting..

We thought we'd get a few family photos in before Max got here, so we could have some with the big pregnant belly- since it's going to be the last one! And since Max is taking his sweet ol' time getting here, well... we have lots of time to kill!

Summer

Today is too hot for my huge pregnant self to be comfortable- I'm daydreaming about the ocean breeze.

We're working on potty-training Jack and it is definitely not easy. I'm pretty certain that he's been holding his poop all day because he refuses to go in the toilet, and yesterday he pooped his underwear and hated it, so now he's at an impasse. I'm worried he's going to get constipated.

Yesterday I went to Portland so I didn't do anything around the house, and today I'm too hot hot hot and we don't have our AC units installed yet so I fled the house early today. I should be getting all kinds of things done at home but just can't handle being in that house!

I'm stumped on what to do in my living room- we got a new (used) couch and it's a lot smaller and prettier than our last one but now I can't decide how to arrange the room. I have so many more options, but still can't seem to figure out something I love. If only HGTV would come to my rescue...

sigh.

Farting in bed should be against the law

I've got this mystery skin condition that started with my elbows being itchy and bumpy, and now I've got itchy-bumpies on my hands, arms, feet, calves, thighs, hips and top of my backside. It's awful, I can't sleep at night. I hope this is something that clears up quickly...I might go crazy. Now I know how the dog feels when he's so itchy he just starts running around in circles whining. I'm pretty much there, except I'm too pregnant to run.

We recently had our carpets cleaned again, as well as a few pieces of furniture and our living room is now livable again, and thanks to my sister we have a lovely new (to us) couch... and now the dog is banished to sleeping in the kitchen when he comes in at night, except since we don't have any kind of a dog gate yet, we have to use furniture to blockade him in. The last two nights I've woken up to hear the dog breathing on our bedroom floor. So now, not only can I not sleep because I itch like a crazy flea-ridden dog, I'm paranoid that the dog will escape the kitchen and come ruin the newly cleaned carpets with his stinky, furry, dog-ness.

I think I've just had too many bad experiences with all the ways he can ruin our carpet.

As of today, I have exactly 4 weeks left until my due date. This means that in 4 weeks, give or take some, little baby Max will be here for good, on the outside! We are so excited to meet him!!

In celebration of new beginnings and the 4th of July I thought I would dig up where we were a couple years ago:

Happy 4th of July!!