April 2011


12 months old vs. 4 months old.

Wow.  Time sure flies!  And look how different yet similar he looks!  He loves swinging!

Ok, a health update.  Donovan is much better–back to normal, even–after our bout with Sick-Fest 2011.  Poor guy.  But all is well now in the Wilson household.  Back to walking around the house, acting slightly crazy, and Donovan discovering he has a tongue.  He now likes to stick it out and in of his mouth and cracks up when we do the same to him.  Why is this a big deal and why hasn’t he done this before?  He was born tongue-tied, ie: the frenulum (the thing that holds your tongue down) is closer to the front than it should be, not allowing him to really stick his tongue out very far.  Anyway, he enjoys sticking it out and we smile and encourage him, even though the doctor says we shouldn’t!  Video of this will be coming soon.

I was going to do a whole post about swinging, but something weird is happening when I upload photos, so that will need to get saved for another day.  Next post coming soon!  Have a fantastic weekend!

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A snapshot of our Sunday

Poor Donovan woke up Sunday morning not feeling well, followed by many sessions of throwing up. Monday and Tuesday were full of changing poopy diapers.  I stayed home with him yesterday to nurse him (literally!) back to health.  Side note:  We’ve been pretty good with trying to wean him, but after these last few days, I’m afraid we’re going to have to start back at square one—fingers crossed we don’t because I’m sooo ready to be done nursing and pumping.  Anyway, the doctor said he probably picked up a stomach virus that’s been going around and it will just need to run its course and to try to keep him hydrated.  His diarrhea could last a week.  A WEEK?!?!   Geez. 

My poor little man.

For the “Yum” portion of the post today:

Wednesday evening I got the hankerin’ for some bakin’.  Snickerdoodle cookies?  No.

Snickerdoodle MUFFINS!!!!!  I found this recipe a couple weeks ago and have been wanting to make them ever since.  I love me some snickerdoodle cookies, so I was instantly drawn to this recipe.  Wednesday night, after Donovan was asleep and Grant left to play in his rec. basketball league, I had a sudden burst of energy and decided to get in the kitchen, hunt down my print-out (that I misplaced), and bake.  And oooooh are they good! (note: I didn’t have enough cinnamon, so mine aren’t as brown as hers, but they still turned out delicious!)  And easy to make.  They are so versitile. The muffin identity makes it good for breakfast (an excellent pairing with a couple eggs and a cup o’ joe), and the snickerdoodle/cookie identity makes it a nice little dessert.  Me?  I had a couple at breakfast and one for dessert in the same day. 

Feel free to do the same after you make them. 

In fact, I bet money you’ll find it hard not to.

On to the “Ouch” factor.  Yesterday, I was on my way to work.  I was gathering my purse, putting on my coat when my phone rang.  It was Grant, who proceeded to tell me how drop-off at daycare went.  The conversation sounded something like this:

Grant: So after I put Donovan in the play area, he started practically running towards the bookcase and he tripped over himself and fell.

Me: Is he ok?

Grant: He hit his head on the shelf that has all the toys on it.  He was going at full speed and he hit right above his eye.

Me: Is he OK?!?

Grant: Ya, I yelled out, “Oh S**t!” and hopped the barrier to pick him up.  They grabbed some ice and put it on his head, which has a bump on it already.  He was pretty upset for a while, so I stayed until he was calmed down.  He was playing and smiling when I left. 

A traumatizing way to start the morning yesterday, that’s for sure!  I called a few hrs later to check on Donovan and they said he was playing, laughing, ate all of his morning snack and was napping.  When I picked him up after work, I expected to see a huge knot on his forehead, but there was nothing.  I had to have his teacher tell me again where he hit.  Phew.  I can only imagine how scary it must have been to see our little man face-plant into a wooden shelf at full speed and not have any control or ability to get to him before he hit.  And the other scary thing is: This won’t be the only time this will happen, I’m sure.  He’s walking now, thinking he can run, and not having the best balance yet only equals to many falls, bumps and bruises in his future.  Of course, we’ll do our best to protect him and keep him safe, catching him when he falls (if we can), but I also know this is all part of growing up.

And grown up he is.  Sort of.

One week down, tons more to go!

It’s been just over a week since I turned 30 and so far, it’s been a great year!  After having a fantastic birthday celebration–co workers bringing cake and goodies to work, my 1.5 hr massage (heavenly), dinner with Grant while my parents baby sat (this too, was heavenly), a bottle of champagne sent to our table from Kristin and Athena (It made me cry. I miss you!! ), then a surprise get-together with friends for cocktails.  It was great!  And not just because I was a little hammered, but because I got to spend my birthday with people that mean so much to me. 

Sunday was Donovan’s birthday party.  We didn’t go too crazy on the decorations–after all, he is just 1–but I got some basics: balloons, noise makers (which he LOVES), a “happy birthday” banner, and then decided to show some of my favorite photos from this past year. 

Those of you who know me, know I am NOT crafty at all.  I’m sure Amber would have done a much better job at showcasing these photos than I would, but hey, I did the best I could.  I took pictures I got printed at Costco and arranged them on canvas (that I had lying around for another project I have yet to complete) and attached them via staples and tape (janky, I know).  But it all stayed together and served its purpose for the party. 

Looking back at some of these photos, I can’t believe how much he has changed in just 12 months!

My baby.  No longer a baby. 

Well, to me, he will always be my baby.

The party itself was a success.  Guests came right on time, we had some socializing, Donovan opened presents, and then came the big finale—

Banana cake with chocolate frosting?  Don’t mind if I do!

This might be the last time this kid gets this much sugar in one sitting.  Dude was up partying until 10:00 pm!

Partying in his birthday suit.  On his birthday.

Perfect.

And ever since he turned one, he’s decided he can do EVERYTHING.  He feeds himself–

He’s walking everywhere.  Watching him turn around is hilarious.  The kid pivots on a dime!  And now that he’s one, his dad decided it was a good time to teach him to clear his plate. By licking it.  And apparently the faster you do it, the funnier it is!

Yup.  Dirty 30.  So far, so good!