Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Happy Birthday Rayne!

Rayne ate her cake and ice-cream on separate plates and without a fork.
She did NOT want her cake cut and tried to push it back together when I did cut it. She also cried at the candle being lit. She was enjoying her cake, frosting, and moving the candle about the cake.
Kelsey Grandma and Aunt Nini gave Rayne these very pretty sunglasses. I'm not the best at taking pictures, so I didn't get a shot of her "fabulous" hat and other gifts.
Grandma Moosehouse bought Rayne a bike. Rayne loves it! The weather has been so weird here and Mommy has still been struggling just to figure out how to get everyone fed and dressed that we don't get outside like we should. But Rayne loves to try to ride it. I never realized how much thought and work go into peddling. Mostly she scoots it with her feet on the ground, but she tries the peddles.
This is Rayne's birthday hat. She saw an episode of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse in which they wore party hats so I thought this would be fun for her. She wasn't too thrilled either way and now makes Mommy wear it around the house.
I adore my Rayne baby more than anything! She is awesome and amazing and perfect!

(As usual, I have to admit to not getting my pictures in the order I had hoped. I thought I was planning ahead?!? Isn't there a way to move them after I've uploaded them? I'm so dumb about these things!)

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Rayne Theories


Rayne has been amazingly sweet and good about bringing home baby Caius. She's handled it better than I thought she would. But still, she has her moments. One day she decided she likes hitting him and told me so. She tells me she "needs" to do that. It's been hard on both of us. I hate losing my temper with her. I don't know why I think yelling at her is going to let her know I'm serious any better than staying calm with her would. Nothing seems to work really.
I've had some really hard emotions. I get so upset with her and frustrated at the situations. Then I feel just horrible. She's still my sweet baby girl and I should never treat her with anything but patience and nurturing and kindness. I simply find myself at a loss at how to handle the hard situations. Then I feel bad for upsetting her little world so much. I feel like no matter what I do, I'm neglecting one of my babies. I feel like I don't hold Caius enough because I keep setting him down or letting someone else take him to "deal with" Rayne. Then I feel bad when she spends so much time by herself and I ache to hold and snuggle her.
One thing that has helped is I finally realized that we were dealing with her tantrums before I brought Caius home. Perhaps it's not totally the new situation freaking her out. Perhaps it is just the "terrible twos." As for her playing by herself, she was learning to do that anyway and it's not such a bad thing. She doesn't always need me there.
I worry a lot about how Rayne eats and doesn't eat. She was good at eating when it was baby food and she'd eat all kinds of vegies and fruit. But the more grown up food she eats, the less healthy she eats. And once I got pregnant again, I was no good at feeding us. I had to concentrate on not throwing up! Plus when you live with other people, they influence things a lot and she's eaten a lot of things I was never going to give her!
Since I came home from the hospital, Rayne's diet has been made a lot of popsicles and M&Ms. I've been frustrated but also just trying to survive and adjust. If she can eat a little popsicle and watch Mickey Mouse and sit with me while I feed Caius, then we're doing well. But the other day, trying to wake up and take charge of all this, when we got up in the morning, she had Ovaltine (chocolate milk with vitamins!). Then we ate Cheerios and a banana. Wow! That's kind of healthy! And guess what, I thought her tantrums that day were a lot better. I decided that proved it! We HAVE to cut out the sugar and get some vitamins! But then, I don't even remember what, something in the next day or two made me think that maybe food had nothing to do with it.
The next thing I noticed was that really, Rayne and Caius and I get along quite well when we spend the day alone. Jeff sleeps during the day, his mom works, and his step dad keeps busy and isn't around a lot. Sure Rayne and I have our moments, but I do think they are getting better and might not even be as bad as when other people are here (I should clarify that mostly I mean the people who live her. Visitors she seems okay with... I think). Jeff got up the other day about the same time his mom got home from work and Rayne had been so sweet all day. I was able to go with her flow and not tell her no so much as show her how to change a bit what she was doing so as not to, for example, wrap Caius' head in the blanket. But as soon as Daddy and Grandma were on the scene, she was hitting and crying etc.
Today it seemed really obvious. We got up and sat on the bed with her chocolate milk and something on t.v. while I fed Caius. She was SO good and even helpful and happy. But then Daddy came in and she heard Grandma and her cousin, who had stayed the night, in the hallway. She got excited and wanted to go see them. By the time I followed them into the kitchen, she had knocked Grandma's glasses off her face, hit the cousin, and thrown herself on the floor screaming. We had a bit of a rough morning (in her defense, the cousin, who is 8-9, does like to egg her on and see what he can get away with) but as soon as everyone left, she was fine and her sweet self again. We actually had a really good day. I played with her like I haven't been able to for a long time, chasing her and laughing and tickling. She was nice to Caius and didn't try hitting him.
I'm not sure what this means. Perhaps she scared that I'll leave again so she acts out around Daddy and Grandma? Perhaps she's scared they'll spend too much time with Caius so she tries to get the attention first? Maybe, like her mother, she just gets overwhelmed by all the people? Any thoughts or suggestions? All I know is we have got find a way to get our own place soon. I feel like I'm going to have a tantrum because I can't just settle into my life and figure things out... not that I don't greatly appreciate the help, I just need to take care of my nest!

Saturday, April 30, 2011

To Ben



I feel bad you didn't get pictures sooner. If it makes you feel any better, I'm the mom and have been a little busy. It seems like everyone took pictures and is posting things on Facebook, but no one is sending me any pictures!
Anyway, this is a video I keep debating putting on here. For one, it looks like my nightgown thing is falling off. For two, you can't see the baby very well. And, the sound isn't very good. But, it does show Rayne seeing Caius for the first time, which was the point. So, if this works, this is to share with you! I miss you guys tons! Thanks for caring :)

Caius Alexander


Saturday, April 23, 2011

Cutest Girl in the World

I often tell Rayne she's the "cutest girl in the world." It started because of a song I heard. I don't think I've ever even heard the whole song. I just heard that line in a movie. I started singing it to her and she quickly learned the follow up "uh-hu." It was really cute!
I also tell Rayne she's the cutest girl in the world because I honestly believe she is. Not only is she just beautiful, her features, her white blonde hair, her big blue eyes... but she just shines. Her personality. Her presence. I suppose as a mother, but also as a girl, I just want her to somehow know that she is just perfect the way she is. Someday when she's 12 or 16 she needs to know her cuteness comes not from clothes, make-up, or hair. It's just who she is that she needs to believe in. She is absolutely perfect.
Rayne is also super smart. I don't really know if she's any smarter than any other two year old, but that doesn't even matter. She amazes me everyday with her thinking, her figuring, her observing. One day it just kind of dawned on me that I never tell her she's the smartest girl in the world, just that she is smart. I think I realized this because I went to say it and it didn't really make sense. More importantly, it didn't even matter. I know there will always be smarter people but that in no way detracts from her mind and her smartness.
I guess it made me wonder. Even given the reasoning I'm trying to express above about just trying to emphasize how cute and beautiful she is, is it really just being superficial? And perhaps I'm comfortable with the brains (thinking more of myself than her) because people always told me I was smart, even when I didn't think I was. I was able to do something with that and develop that and accomplish something. As for being cute? People always told me I was cute, until I was about 12 and probably needed to hear it the most. I suppose it becomes awkward to tell a kid that age that they are "the cutest girl in the world" but maybe because I didn't feel it and people stopped saying it, I thought I wasn't. And even though the whole self esteem thing is also something I had to work on and develop, feeling like you look good, while I do believe it's important, isn't as much of an accomplishment as we'd like to think.
I don't know... just some thoughts that felt interesting but probably aren't.... :)

My Girl

Jeff's mom took these pictures. I think Rayne looks so beautiful! I feel like you can see the little girl she's growing into.
And look! She's smiling! I don't know why we have such a hard time getting that on camera.
I think she gets her good looks from her mother.

Monday, April 18, 2011

Less than two weeks 'til due day

We don't get the best radio reception where we live. But, there is a little radio in the kitchen here that I'll turn on if I'm home alone (meaning Jeff's in bed and it's just me and Rayne) and I'm trying to clean up. A while back, I found one station that I used to think was for "old people" (not that I didn't like it). I was surprised at all the good stuff they were playing. Saturday, I had the radio on that station again. There were some songs I haven't heard in a long time and used to love. I thought they should at least give me a pleasant nostalgic feeling but instead I found them quite silly. Not fun silly. Annoying silly. And the songs I never did like? They were infuriating! I couldn't believe that anyone would MAKE such songs, let alone that someone would think they were good enough to put on the radio! And the really frustrating thing? I'm sure there are people who like them! I was seriously getting annoyed.
I am very pregnant. My feet have again swollen to hobbit-like proportions and are very sympathetic to hot dogs right before they split open. I hurt to walk. I can't stand up and breathe at the same time. I lose my patience way too easily. Etc, etc, etc. By Sunday night, I was feeling things that made me really wonder if I was starting labor. I kind of hoped so but I also got scared.
I feel kind of guilty that I've complained so much this pregnancy. I am excited for this baby. I am very grateful to be pregnant again. I think I complain as a way of asking for help. Or so that I don't feel so stupid about having a hard time getting anything done.
Anyway... I have felt strangely good today. Not so much physically, although that has been better too- even my feet haven't been so swollen. But emotionally, I've just felt calm and happy. I spent a VERY pleasant day with Rayne. She has been so sweet and calm today too. I've felt happy and excited today. I even did a lot of nothing and didn't feel guilty about it.
Jeff's step dad keeps teasing us that the storm is coming; we're going to have Rayne and Snow (no, we're not naming him snow. He's just being funny). Perhaps today was the calm before the storm. I'm very determined to ride out the hard parts with thanks and happiness. I really love my children!