Wednesday, March 31, 2010

More Catch Up

Yup, the eternal game of catch up. That's what I'm all about! Lots of things going on in the Clore house these days.

First (and what's taking up all of my time lately), the Harv is sick. Croup, pink eye, and a nasty little cold that started it all. He's on steroids for the croup, and eye drops for the pink eye. Since he's sick, he is pretty pitiful. Normal Harv likes to play by himself, he just hangs out and does his thing until you're ready to do something with him. 98% of the time, he's so laid back and calm. He hates to snuggle and cuddle. Not anymore! Is it kind of sick that I love when he's sick so he'll snuggle with me? I'm fine with that. He wants me to hold him, cuddle him up like a baby, and he'll even put his head on my shoulder and snuggle up. I'm telling you, this never happens! Normally, he gets all stiff and rigid and is trying to get out of my arms to play. I kinda like sick Harv. If he would just let me put him down and leave the room ever (I do like going to the bathroom alone sometimes), that would be nice. But I guess I'll take the snuggle time while I can!
I think I like sick time a little more because this kid said "mama" yesterday!! Not so sure he knows exactly what that means yet, but he knows it gets a reaction! You say mama, and that crazy lady is all in your face waiting on you hand and foot with a crazed look in her eye. This morning he woke up crying saying "mama.......dada......mama....." over and over again. Needless to say, this mama was in there in no time to see what my little punkin wanted. I know someday I'm going to hear "mmmm---oooooommmm!" so much I'm going to want to change my name and not tell my kids what it is. But for now, it is the sweetest thing.

I think Harvey took a look at a calendar recently and realized he's almost 11 months old and he needs to step it up. Just in the last month he started army crawling. Then over the last week, he started crawling up on his hands and knees, he says 'dada' and 'mama', he figured out how to sit himself up, his hair started laying down (bummer), and he will stand up and play with toys if I stand him up. He even "tried" to pull himself up yesterday! Now, it was the weakest attempt I have ever seen (he put his hands up on the ottoman and grunted---don't think he even really tried to move his legs), but at least he knows that's what should happen next. So proud of my big boy!

Oh, speaking of big boy, he weighed a little over 25 pounds at the dr's office the other day. Wow. And, no wonder locomotion has been tricky.

Harvey's not the only one stepping it up these days. He will be 1 in 5 weeks (!), and I have goal to lose all my baby weight by his first birthday. I still have that last 5 pounds (and quite a bit of toning to boot) to go, and it's driving me nuts. Unless back fat and muffin tops are totally in this year, it's time to get my butt in gear. I've actually got to start doing something to make it happen. So I started running (and walking) this morning. Hated every minute of it, but eventually I will learn to like it. Or not. But I will keep going. I've already lost 60 pounds (yup, I was a total whale by the end of my pregnancy), so what's another 5 (and a little extra)?

Well, the boy child is calling me from his sick bed. I probably should get back to snuggling him, before he feels better and realizes mom is so lame!
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