Sunday, February 20, 2011
our newest addition
Saturday, February 19, 2011
What we know and love...
- still LOVES guitars! He puts on "big shows" daily and says, "Thank you everybody for coming" into his microphone after he performs. Hilarious!
- has quite the imagination. The other day he was playing with Noah's Ark when it started raining in his room! He gave Mommy and Grammy an umbrella and we had to get on the ark to stay dry! You can also find him making trips to the "store" to buy "things." He also has to "call somebody" to help him decide which spoon he should use for his cereal in the morning.
- he is a big fan of Sid the Science Kid and gets really excited when teacher Suzie sings
- independent is his middle name! He wants to do everything by himself or at least help with whatever is being done.
- he likes to tell us what to say to him. Examples: "What's Camden doing?" "Mommy say, 'Sit down Camden!'"
- the dark is not his favorite. We purchased a night light and it's a big deal for him to turn off his light, close the door, and point out that he can still see everything.
- "What instrument that?" is a question you'll often hear when it's time to eat. He likes to sit in his seat and pretend to play something while we guess what it is.
- stall and stall some more! He has mastered the art of delaying bed time. He has to ask a question, look for something, jump in his bed, etc.
- he likes to talk to Jesus by himself. We used to pray with him before bed and now he says his own prayers...precious!
- does a great job talking to his little bro (my fave is when he says, "Hi sweetheart" in a high pitched voice) and giving him gentle love
Parker:
Here is a list of his "firsts"
- walk
- big spit up (we think we have another reflux baby on our hands...unfortunately)
- diaper explosion
- trip to the mall
- time at church
- Community Bible Study with Mommy and Camden
- doctor's appointment
- growing out of clothes (from a size NB to 0-3 months)
- moving up a size in diapers
- bath
- story time
- time with Grammy and big bro while Mommy and Daddy went on a dinner date
- ride in the Moby wrap
other:
- he is still quite the grunter!
- he's a strong feller! Lifts his head and pushes with his legs much higher and stronger than an (almost) 4-week-old
- loves listening to his big bro talk to him
- is not a huge fan of the carrier
- still likes to suck, but can't always keep the binky in his mouth
- has a knack for pooping right after getting his diaper changed
- likes his baths now that he can get in the water
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Loving Two
The other night, Jonathan and I took Camden out for a dinner date while Grammy stayed with Parker. We started talking to another couple who had a toddler and one on the way (she had 4 weeks to go). She told me to look up a poem called "Loving Two." It made her cry. It made me cry too. This is for you, Camden James. Mommy loves you!
Loving Two
I walk along holding your 2-year-old hand, basking in the glow of our magical relationship. Suddenly I feel a kick from within, as if to remind me that our time alone is limited. And I wonder: how could I ever love another child as I love you?
Then he is born, and I watch you. I watch the pain you feel at having to share me as you’ve never shared me before.
I hear you telling me in your own way, “Please love only me.” And I hear myself telling you in mine, “I can’t," knowing, in fact, that I never can again.
You cry. I cry with you. I almost see our new baby as an intruder on the precious relationship we once shared. A relationship we can never quite have again.
But then, barely noticing, I find myself attached to that new being, and feeling almost guilty. I’m afraid to let you see me enjoying him, as though I am betraying you.
But then I notice your resentment change, first to curiosity, then to protectiveness, finally to genuine affection.
More days pass, and we are settling into a new routine. The memory of days with just the two of us is fading fast.
But something else is replacing those wonderful times we shared, just we two. There are new times – only now, we are three. I watch the love between you grow, the way you look at each other, touch each other.
I watch how he adores you – as I have for so long. I see how excited you are by each of his new accomplishments. And I begin to realize that I haven’t taken something from you, I’ve given something to you. I notice that I am no longer afraid to share my love openly with both of you.
I find that my love for each of you is as different as you are, but equally strong. And my question is finally answered, to my amazement. Yes, I can love another child as much as I love you – only differently.
And although I realize that you may have to share my time, I now know you’ll never share my love. There’s enough of that for both of you – you each have your own supply.
I love you – both. And I thank you both for blessing my life. Author Unknown






