Happy Spring! It’s not quite warm here yet, but close enough to spend so me much needed time outside. Watch out playgrounds, here we come!
Sight: Sunglass season has arrived! (although you should probably use sunglasses year round)
Smell: Really interested in trying some of these cleaning products. The ingredients are straightforward and conveniently explained on their site. (via The Littlest)
Sound: We got these headphones for Oskar to use on our recent flight, they are cute and comfy. There is volume control on the cord, but I found that if you set the volume on your device assuming that the headphones are up all the way, when they mess with it they can only turn it down, not up and blast their ears out.
Taste: Going to attempt the 4 hour baguette this weekend. I’m almost afraid for it to work out well…
Touch: Finally jumping on the leather legging train. I’ve made a few failed attempts, maybe it will stick this time.
Last year at this time I was writing your 6 month post. I remember it well. The halfway to a year mark. And now here we are half way to two, it’s so different but I see similarities. You are in such a big (difficult) transition. You really want us to understand what you are saying because we know that although you may be saying “what is that” you really mean something else. You want to do everything by yourself, or want me to do it a very specific way… or else. And just when I think the baby days are behind us you’ll have a day or a moment where all you want is me and lots of nursing. Patience is the magic word right now. Sometimes it is easier said then done, but I do my best to show you patience so you may learn yourself.
You have been spending Mondays with your cousins and their homeschooling mama has such great activities for you. Painting and digging for dinosaurs in sand. You like to dump things out of a container and count as you put them back in, but can only say two and three. Words are coming pretty quickly these days and I can see the light at the end of the communication tunnel.
I’m so proud of the beautiful, kind, passionate, dancing child you are.
Sight: These crayon gems have been getting a lot of use. They are easy for little hands to hold and really aesthetically pleasing to this mama.
Smell: I’ve been thinking about getting an essential oil diffuser. I’m not fully on the oil cure all boat, but I like good smells and am not opposed to trying things that have little to no risk.
Sound: Oskar is still a dancing fool. Lately his been digging Steely Dan. That’s my boy.
Taste: As I posted on Friday, Oskar loves smoothies. But I want him to eat more vegetables without majorly tricking him into it so I’ve also made these quinoa bites which were a hit and so so good, I loved having them on hand for a quick lunch or running out the door.
Touch: Pajamas are such a picky thing for me. Oskar has big feet, is skinny, and if given the opportunity, has his hands down his pants. So we aim for no footies and a one piece. These are our favorite pajamas. But would love any recommendations!
photos: From our day with Lindsey and Jonas at the Botanical Gardens – the best winter getaway.
I can’t take it anymore! I need Spring here immediately. This cold is insane. We’re all getting major cabin fever and I’m running out of activities to do with a toddler. If it was just a little cold I would layer up and head outside, but -20 wind chills. Come on. I finally caved and went to the playgroup at the library, and like clockwork Oskar got sick. If you are in this brutal weather, buy some flowers, crank your heat up, paint your toenails and listen to some summer jams. If you live in beautiful weather, please email me rentals and job listings.
Sound: Our first weekend away from Oskar is planned (yay! wah!) – a trip to Chicago to see Father John Misty. The last album, Fear Fun, is still played quite often around here, and very nostalgic since I listened to it during the best part of my labor. I haven’t listened to the new one, I Love You Honeybear, as much yet. I’m sure it will be on repeat soon enough.
Taste: This ginger-mint pear smoothie is so good. Seeing how easy it was to whip this up and how much Oskar likes something packed full of spinach I might have to look into stepping up my smoothie game.
Touch: The perfect slip dress. You could wear year round, every day. Under an oversized sweater, with a light jacket, over a t-shirt.
Wow, where did the time go. Months 14-17 have been amazing. The change is so quick it’s hard to keep up. One minute I am so proud of you for holding a spoon and eating some oatmeal on your own, the next you are feeding yourself 100% of the time and I’m not allowed to help.
Oskar, you are loving, sweet, challenging, curious, fearless, funny and so f*ing cute.
Your smile is genuine and heart melting. There is a crazy smile, and a sneaky smirk, but your happy smile, your sweet happy babe smile is a sight to be seen. I hope we continue to see it often.
This age seems like a series of inside jokes. There are so many little things only you, me and your dad are in on. Counting to three before jumping on the bed, making all the noises in Sherlock Holmes, showing how clean your teeth are after brushing. Sure, we had things before now, but they were about you and shared between your dad and I. Now you are in on the jokes.
It’s such a hard change to explain. It feels like these are the first big steps from being a baby to being Oskar, a person. You are becoming more independent everyday. I know some moms talk about this time with sadness, but to me it’s so exciting. I love who you are becoming and truly enjoy spending time with you.
Smell: I’ve heard good things about Wash with Water and am thinking about ordering as soon as we run out of Mustela.
Sound: Oskar got a keyboard for Christmas and it is a hit. He’ll dance for days when those preset tunes come on.
Taste: Croissants are still the favorite food of all time. But now he also loves olives, bananas, peas, yogurt, and cheese on pears.
Touch: Oskar likes picking out his clothes. Most the time I give him an option of two things and let him pick one. But if he catches a glimpse of his onsie with cars, planes, & trucks, then it’s over, that must go on. And he almost always brings out a leg warmer to wear. Not two, just one. It’s become his signature look.
Happy Friday! This weekend is project exercise. I am going to look into classes, memberships, apps, videos… all of it, in search for a winner. As a former ballerina (meaning I took some classes for a minute 2 decades ago), I am drawn to dance based things – so maybe a barre class or Ballet Beautiful. Yoga was amazing during my pregnancy and would probably be helpful with repairing my separated abdomen (for real). The YMCA offers free childcare with a family membership, BONUS. And pilates has always seemed like something that I might enjoy. But it is time to get these lazy winter bones moving.
Sight: Are you guys watching The Bachelor? We haven’t missed a season… ever. But the dude this round is pretty boring.
Smell: Two perfume samples (this and this) arrived the other day and I’ve been rotating them, along with some samples from Lurk. Sometimes a little dab of a lovely scent can totally change the way you feel about yourself.
Sound: This is terribly exciting. February 13th, two girlfriends and I will be seeing SWV, Bel Biv Devoe, and Tony! Toni! Toné! in concert. Yes, I am serious!!! Also, if you are ready to get your weekend started, you better follow those links. You’re welcome.
Touch: We are in desperate need of sheets, only owning one crappy set is no bueno. I love these and they are on sale, but I feel like I’m always disappointed by sheets and would rather hunt out the best, crispiest, cool, long lasting kind.
I wish I could say that the past few months were a welcomed break. That I spent my time away from this space frolicking in fields with my family and getting awesome shit done. But the reality is, I don’t know what happened. Work got crazy, my baby turned into an energetic boy, and next thing I know I’m one of those “busy” people. Like that is somehow an acceptable answer when someone asks you how you are. It’s not. The thing is, we all get busy, we take on too much and then complain about it, when it’s mostly in our control. I have the added problem of incorrectly prioritizing when things start to inevitably fall by the wayside. Last year around this time I set goals for 2014. While some of the goals were met, the putting myself first was most definitely not. As a mother, I’m sure this is going to be a goal every year for the rest of my life, but let’s give it another shot for 2015. How do you find time for yourself amidst the chaos of life?
photograph: The Billings (from the awesome family shoot we had done back in October, I’ll post more from that soon!)
This one is a little late. Which makes sense, because at 13 months you turned into a wild child. You are on the move constantly. And not just crawling and cruising anymore, these days you are taking steps. Sometimes just a few off the couch heading for the dog and other times you run between your papa and I, flinging your body into our arms and laughing. There is a lot of laughing. You discovered how to make us laugh. It’s usually by doing something strange. Like holding your toe like a hook as I try to put your sock on. We laugh and you get a little smirk and do it again, this can go on for a while.
Along with all the laughing there have been more tears. You want to do so much all the time, and aren’t very happy with me when I suggest we do something different. Like when I suggest instead of crawling through the cat door into the disgusting laundry room with litter boxes, we play with your toys or read a book, you don’t always think that’s a good idea and express your aversion by laying on the ground and pounding your fists and feet… and sometimes your head. You are pretty dramatic, but it’s short lived. My passionate little buddy.
The flipside of those dramatics is your usual laid-back nature. You are such a joy to be around and a pretty chill bud. I love being able to take you anywhere and not worry. Sometimes you and I go out to lunch just the two of us and it always seems to take people by surprise. But I really enjoy this time with you, sharing a meal and people watching.
Sight: Oskar loves Yo Gabba Gabba. I know, he is probably too young for tv, but whatever. The kid dances his face off when it comes on and it’s wacky, tolerable, and has musical guests I’m familiar with.
Smell: We are trying these wipes. I like the insanely minimal ingredients, but they don’t come out of the package very easily.
Sound: His musical instruments are by far his favorite toys. He has been really loving the drum set he got for his birthday. And according to Nick he has perfect technique… great, I can live with two drummers!
Taste: I love these spinach cakes. They are so convenient and perfect for him to eat on his own. Plus they are packed full of spinach. I want to try to make these muffins too. Any tips on sugar replacements?
Touch: Any tips on how to keep socks and shoes on? He whips them off the second he’s put in the carseat. So far converse have worked well, but they take a while to put on… and I’m already missing one. I was thinking about getting some tights for winter to layer under leggings or pants.
They say you’re a toddler now. Although it’ll be hard for me to not think of you as a baby anymore, it’s probably more fitting since you’ve never been into the baby thing anyway. You are in-de-pe-nd-ent and always on the go. Patience will be key for all of us during this time as your body catches up to your brain. You want to feed yourself, but aren’t that good at it, so there are big messes… but messes can be cleaned. You want to read your flip books by yourself, but get too excited, so sometimes the flap rips off… but we can buy some tape. You want to move around, but sometimes you go too fast, so you fall on your face… but we can put down more rugs and get lots of bandaids. I will try my best to let you do things on your own so you can learn and grow, and hopefully we can get through with minimal damage.
The subtitle of this post should be “what is that?” It is all you say. And you say it 500 times a day while pointing at different objects. Now in different ways… what’s that, what is that, what is it, whats this. The ‘that’ has gotten really long and drawn out. I spend the majority of my days saying “dog. fan. light. fan. still the fan. light switch. that’s the fan again.” (maybe this means we’ll escape the classic “why?” stage… probably not)
I couldn’t possibly explain how amazing this past year has been. It’s almost as if your one year mark is my one year mark as well. Like there was no before. This past year seems to have gone so quickly, yet so much happened. You went from a black and white photo that people told me was a picture of the inside of my enormous belly to a smiling, head banging, busy little boy.
This weekend we head to Wheatland. Your first festival. You won’t remember this or anything from your first year. But hopefully this sets the foundation of being a family and doing things together.
Sight: Oskar loves reading books all by himself. He looks back and forth and turns the pages while babbling away. Its painfully cute. Some favorites of late are Bobby Bear’s ABC, A Book of Sleep, and Happy Baby ABC.
Smell: We use disposable diapers at night and just tried this brand. I love them. Natural, no leaks, and no rash. And for wipes I want to try these.
Sound: Finally tried a sound machine app over the weekend while we were staying at my mother-in-laws. His cousins were also in town and the naps weren’t lasting very long. We played brown noise from some website on computer speakers. Seemed to do the trick!
Taste: We’re getting crazy over here. Oskar drank milk over the week and ate a scrambled egg for dinner last night.
Touch: He’s not walking on his own yet. But he may be the fastest crawler around. The knees of his pants are really taking a beating.
No one seems to want to acknowledge that you are 11 months, it is always “almost 1.” Which yes, this is true, you are almost one year old, but I don’t want this month to be a countdown. I want to celebrate THIS month and THIS age. Alright, alright… I may be a little sensitive about the upcoming birthday, but you have a few weeks of 11 months left, so lets focus on that and forget about all that mushy mumbo jumbo I’ll end up writing next month.
You point at everything saying “whasat” and sometimes “whasis” so I’m obviously convinced you mean “what is that?” and “what is this?” You like your toys just fine, but they are no match for your dad’s phone charger and Mischa’s water bowl. Thankfully, these two things have not been played with together. But you’re quick and I’m often distracted, so it’s only a matter of time.
There is a lot of walking with your IKEA cart, giving kisses, screaming as the cat runs by, and annoying the dog. We take a walk every morning and often see deer, and recently the baby deer. It’s so exciting when you spot them all by yourself and get really excited.
You are a wild child, Oskar. Your smiles and silliness make up for the exhaustion and chaos. Being a work at home mama is the hardest thing I’ve ever done, but anytime I feel like it’s all too much I think about how lucky I am to spend my days with you… and then I look into halfday daycare.
Sight: Sometimes I let Oskar join me in watching my guilty pleasure…. So You Think You Can Dance.
Smell: When we use disposables, I’ve been using these wipes. I really like how soft and not overly soapy they are.
Sound: Loves playing his xylophone and turns everything and anything into a drum, just like his dad.
Taste: Watch out, this kid wants to steal your snacks. Pretzels, veggie chips, whatever it is, Oskar wants it.
Touch: The past few nights I’ve noticed as Oskar lays down to sleep he grabs and cuddles his blanket, it’s so sweet.