A set of Four

Guess who got another top tooth yesterday? 8 Hours of crying/whining and Mommy had a meltdown in Costco. We're still alive and kickin'.

The whining seems to be subsiding today now that the teeth have poked through for the most part... I wonder if I should buy or make apology cards for the staff at Costco?

**please God let us have a little break before another bout of teeth come....**

Bad morning.

Well, every Mom has a story or two. I'd like to begin by saying how truly blessed Sasha and I have been with such an amazing child. He is a GOOD baby! Great personality, not very high maintenance, everything a first time parent could possibly ask for. Before you read on, please don't think I am complaining or feel like I'm hard-done-by, because I'm not. I know it.

Perhaps this is why I feel as though we've hit a rough patch. As I have previously mentioned, Milan is teething. He got his first two teeth at the tender age of 3 months and 21 days, and he pushed through a third tooth, (the front top tooth) about a week ago.
For the most part, Milan has been a hero dealing with the inconvenience of having a tooth jut out of the flesh in his mouth, however we have seen a bit of a change in the past week or two.

8 hours of whining.

Yes, you heard me. When he is not sleeping or eating, he has been a very hard camper to entertain. I also know that there are people reading this and thinking, "Good, now she really knows what it's like to be a parent!". I only say this because I've had more than a few comments like this, "You are so lucky!", "You have such a good baby!", "Is he always this good?", "Doesn't he cry or fuss?" and so on...

Imagine me standing in my pyjamas at 5:30pm (no, I haven't changed out of them yet), my frazzled, dirty hair in a messy ponytail (Milan is also in hair yanking mode - I have a lovely thinning patch at the nape of my neck to prove it) standing almost in the doorway with a crazed look in my eye, holding the King out to my loving husband. What a beautiful image. Gimme a kiss honey.

Yeah right.

Anyhow, giving you a bit of the history of the past week or so, let's move on to this morning. Up early at 6:50am, we drove Daddy to work, came home and sat down in our high chair for breakfast. Yummy.

All of a sudden, I hear our fuzzy cuddle-whore of a cat gagging and yakking in the background. Milan is fussing and border-line crying, and I am frantically scanning the room searching for the barf-machine (our cat), who I see has placed herself on the carpet, right in front of the couch.

What do I do? Think quick, think quick.... I grab her in her state of convulsion thinking, "All I need to do is get her on the lino kitchen floor only a mere 2 feet away and we're home free. Barf away".

** BLEHHHHHH**
All over the couch. And carpet. And then more on the kitchen floor. Geez, this cat can really heave!

It's only 8:50am. Are you kidding me??? Gorgeous!!! Wonderful!!! Okay, happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts.

Where is that phone number for the carpet, upholstery cleaning service? Right, threw it away last week.

I proceed to clean the mess as best as I can. Does anyone know what gritty cat puke under your finger nails feels like? No? That's a shame.

I will have to leave off here as it's almost time for round two of scrubbing... Cross your fingers the couch doesn't end up curb-side by mid morning.... Oh, and have a great day!

Heartbreaker

Here is a scrapbook "layout" or page that I did to celebrate the big day of love.

Enjoy!

The boy who lounges

Not yet 6 months old, (how times flies...) he is getting his third tooth. The top left tooth is coming in with a vengeance. It's a red, swollen bump that I can only imagine probably throbs with angry pain. It's not fair! These poor, innocent babes don't yet have the ability to deal with the hurt caused by hard jagged teeth pushing through their soft gums. The great debate around these parts is whether to offer some relief using infant Tylenol or not. I am all for offering comfort with a little squirt here and there. Others.... not so much. In all fairness, he is handling this round of teething far better than the first time. What a hero!

Last Sunday morning, while lounging in bed, he became calm and got a soulful look in his eyes. He was laying with daddy, and just resting his head, looking like he had been lounging professionally all his little life.

Since our camera has been laying readily available within arms reach these days, here are the photos I snapped. My two handsome men. Aren't they just gorgeous!? Yes, love definitely lives here. How blessed I am to have such a life filled with love!

"Do you think I'm cute Mommy?"

.... Ummm, in a word, YES!!! I seriously want to eat this child up. How dare he be this cute all day long? His little personality and the smiles he flashes all day long don't help his cause. He is getting munched on and kissed all over whether he likes it or not. It's how we fill our days together. The best part? He can't complain or tell me to stop yet! Ha!I'm definitely getting my fill before getting mommy kisses isn't cool or becomes "stuff for babies". There is no remedy for love but to love more.

Henry David Thoreau

....I couldn't agree more.

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After another impromptu photo shoot this week, we ended up with some winning photos of the King in all his adorable glory. The theme of the photo shoot was "Punk Rock 4ever", and although we have already received a few comments about the sweater Milan is wearing, we still think he is pretty darn cute. I know, I know, a skull'n'cross bone on a baby!?? Well, there is a little bit of sentimental value to the sweater.

Allow me to explain. I found out I was pregnant on December 10th, 2007. Sasha was in San Francisco for work at the time and I unfortunately had to break the news to him over the phone. I was really excited and had wonderful friends to celebrate the good news with. And how did we celebrate, you ask? We went shopping of course!!! The very next day we hit the malls and this sweater was the first item of baby clothing I ever bought. I thought it was cute, spunky, stylish and full of attitude!

So, in hopes of not offending anyone with the sweater, please try and see it as 'kinda' cute and not demonic or evil in any way. I would never do that to my son!!! :-D

We are getting pretty good at these little photo shoots I have to add. We are already planning one for the Day'o'Love which is approaching on the 14th. (Go get your honey a V-Day card/chocolates/flowers!!!........don't forget!)

We hope you enjoy the photos - if the sweater really bothers you, let me know. I have posted a new poll to the right side of this blog entry!