Peanut signed "more" for the first time yesterday! Exactly "more" (which looks like this)-- not a rough replica of it, but the exact sign. Yay!!
Of course, after a couple of rounds of "more" while there was still dinner (pasta with sauce) languishing on her tray, I am relatively convinced that "more" means "Rice Chex" to her (she kept making the sign then turning to look at the box), but hey, I'll take it! :)
Monday, May 16, 2011
Dancing With Teddy
Little Man loves music. He's always the first one to pick up a beat, and has this adorable little dance he does, bopping to the beat of just about any music. We take the kiddos to a music class every Saturday, and he *loves* it. After one class in which all the grown-ups were tapping out a song with our feet, he started dancing by moving his feet up and down, almost like he's running in place. He looks so proud of himself while he's dancing-- it's too cute.
Within the past two weeks, Little Man has added new dance to his repertoire. There is a song on the music class CD (which we play at home and in the car) called "Dancing with Teddy," which is about spinning around, dancing with your teddy bear. Whenever it comes on (or whenever we sing the song), he starts dancing in a circle, looking intently at the floor and spinning around. It is so sweet. His little serious face makes it all the more precious.
Within the past two weeks, Little Man has added new dance to his repertoire. There is a song on the music class CD (which we play at home and in the car) called "Dancing with Teddy," which is about spinning around, dancing with your teddy bear. Whenever it comes on (or whenever we sing the song), he starts dancing in a circle, looking intently at the floor and spinning around. It is so sweet. His little serious face makes it all the more precious.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
The Beginning of The End?
I am struggling with what to do about breastfeeding at this point. I think most of the people who read this blog (all three of you, lol) see when I post things on a message board I frequent, but just in case anyone else wanders by, I wanted to cross-post some thoughts...
I've been cutting down the number of times I pump, and am down to pumping once a day now (in the afternoon at work). The babies nurse in the morning and evening. Really, only Little Man nurses; Peanut has not wanted to nurse for a couple of days now :(.
I'm thinking about dropping that last pumping session. I am making so little milk that it takes me three days of pumping to make 2 four-ounce bottles. By the time I've collected enough to make their bottles, the early output of the batch is going bad (I have lipaise issues, but don't scald the milk).
I don't know why, but I am having a hard time thinking about being done pumping. I guess because I know it means the milk will go away completely soon, and that makes me sad. I have fought so very, very hard for so long to give the babies what milk I could, it seems strange to knowingly give up the last little bit.
*Sigh.*
I've been cutting down the number of times I pump, and am down to pumping once a day now (in the afternoon at work). The babies nurse in the morning and evening. Really, only Little Man nurses; Peanut has not wanted to nurse for a couple of days now :(.
I'm thinking about dropping that last pumping session. I am making so little milk that it takes me three days of pumping to make 2 four-ounce bottles. By the time I've collected enough to make their bottles, the early output of the batch is going bad (I have lipaise issues, but don't scald the milk).
I don't know why, but I am having a hard time thinking about being done pumping. I guess because I know it means the milk will go away completely soon, and that makes me sad. I have fought so very, very hard for so long to give the babies what milk I could, it seems strange to knowingly give up the last little bit.
*Sigh.*
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