Catch Up

Here's the latest:

1) At his 2 year check-up, Jeremiah is in the 97th percentile for height and 91st for weight.  Growing very well, though I don't understand how is is so hearty when he has survives on milk, grapes, apples, yogurt, cereal, and licks the peanut butter off the bread.  The doctor was "impressed" that he can recognize and recite his numbers.  Me too!

2) We had a wondeful, exhausting double celebration for Sarah and Jeremiah over Memorial Day Weekend.  Sarah was dedicated in front of the church and Jeremiah had his birthday party.  Lots of adults and little kids = chaos, but that makes life memorable, right? 

3)  Teething has been really rough on Sarah (and me).  She's been uncomfortable and fussy on and off for a month.  It's really a rude awakening when your very calm second child is upset and breaks out of the "perfect child" mode.  I've been very spoiled to her disposition.

 4) Having young children and keeping house is physically, emotionally, and spiritually draining. A sincere Thank You and I Love You to our parents (and all parents) for hanging in there day after day after day

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JCY Year Two

She's Got Personality!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gdIZYenjDow

I Like 'em Plumpin'

Me and Moto Moto.  We like our girls chunkin' and plumpin' (Moto Moto is a hippo in Madagasgar II: Escape from Africa).

Sarah's 4 Month Stats:
24 1/2 inches long
12 pounds, 9 ounces
16 inches head circumference

27 percentile for weight
61 percentile for height
8 percentile height to weight (up from the 1st percentile)
41 percentile for head circumference

I took her 4 month picture with teddy on another camera, so I'll post some in her exersaucer and in her chair.  I hope I can post the 4 month ones... she's on her tummy with her head up and SO cute!

Mother's Day: From Me to You

A Mother’s Day Ditty

Bottle or breast?
You’ll be shamed if you veer once from mother’s best
Au natural or epidural?
Of pain, neither will cure all
Pacy or thumb?
All the decisions can make your mind numb
To work: at home, full-time or part
Each choice will tug at your heart

Then it’s rules, limits, and nos
You know how the story goes
A disapproving stare or a child’s meltdown
Frankly, a mom’s insecurity makes her feel like a clown
She can paint on a happy face and do some magic tricks
But the will of a child can never be quickly “fixed”


These silly rhymes are to express
What this new mom must confess
I want to be better, work harder, teach clearer
Because my precious children could not be dearer
So, please don’t judge me, or her, or us
For not doing it your way; don’t make a fuss
Just smile, dear observer, be you stranger or friend
Our wrongs only experience can mend


So, sweet mothers and mothers of the heart
What I should have said at the start:
Your love is our constant, our tether
When the struggles of life we must weather
I love you, each one
May the joy of your children warm you like the sun


(Yes, in these lines fromage you may smell,
But if they make you smile, then all’s well.)


Happy Mother’s Day, sweet friends!