Life in Ljubljana

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Us and Our Yuckiness

After my nap yesterday the upset tummy I'd been experiencing all week decided to become unbearable. Three cheers for the stomach flu! I was sick a couple times during the night and have been very weak today, but I think I can handle food again this evening. Ivana got home from cleaning houses and had it too. Timothy had it some on Monday and I already wrote about Clay's episode Monday night. Hopefully it's done now with our house.

Clay has learned how to zerbit. It's probably not a polite habit to teach your child, but I enjoy it very much. He is very neat about it though. He only zerbits his forearm and after each noisy display he wipes off all the spit, usually with Thadeus' burp rag. It's so nice of little brother to share.

Thadeus rolled over from his tummy to his back yesterday. He really doesn't like to be on his belly very much. He worked and worked until he was on his side and then threw his upper body so he would land on his back. He's a little mighty man of valor!

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Fat Little Baby

Thadeus and I took a nap together today. He was lying on his back with his head to the side. There's so much chub in his cheeks it was all falling toward the mattress. He's so cute! He's trying to talk with us making those adorable little sounds babies make. I can't stop kissing him:)

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Here We Are Again

I was determined to blog this morning. Of course, as soon as I get the tedious computer things done, like catching our budget up, the electronic baby-sitter runs out of Sesame Street video and Thadeus wakes up to eat. Someone gave us a Hillsong and Delirious worship video and Clay is watching in rapt attention. I'm typing with one hand. Ivana had to run into town for Steve so she's not here to distract and play with Clay.

We had a time of it last night. A family came to church on Sunday knowing they had stomach flu and last night Clay manifested the same thing. He manifested a lot of it too. There's several loads of laundry to be done this morning. The fun part was him snuggling into a big blanket and letting me rock him. It didn't last long though. He quietly and politely pointed back to his bed. "Are you sure you don't want Mommy to hold you a little longer?" "Hu-uh."

After one hour of sleep we were at it again, but with Thadeus demanding food at the same time. He normally only wakes up once to eat, but it takes so much time b/c he can't keep himself awake and he doesn't eat in his sleep. I think I got three hours of sleep last night! Woo Hoo!

The first question we continue to hear regarding Clay is about jealousy. He has the past couple days wanted whoever is holding Thadeus to hold him also, but he is still very affectionate towards "BAY-bee". (First syllable in a high pitched voice and second lower and more drawn out.) Yesterday he was determined to be the one holding Thad.

Since Thad is such a good baby it's easy to put him down and give Clay the attention he requires, which isn't a lot since we've moved to a bigger house. He's not been as naughty and we don't have to worry about where he goes or what he's getting into. He plays by himself quite a bit upstairs in the family room. We're slowly getting moved into that room and that's where the boys and I have been spending most of our time.

Chena Underhill has been coming over quite a bit. She came Saturday morning because I was by myself and it's pretty difficult for me to wake up in the mornings. When I did wake up I could hear her and Clay playing together and having a swell time. She was Mama for the day. I think she feels the need to take care of me. She lost her mother at the age of 27 and her 6 children are all in the U.S. I've certainly appreciated her help.

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

What Did I Deliver?

A little giant, that's what I delivered. I only have a few minutes, so I'm not going to write about how the delivery went and all that at right now. I just wanted to give some update and tell you a little about Thadeus.

We thought Clay was a good baby and for some reason in the back of my mind if the first one is a good one, the second will be a terror. I don't know why I thought that, but nothing could be further from the truth. Thad is one of those who never cries unless he has reason; eats pretty good, but has trouble staying awake. When he is awake though, he's awake. Very alert. He's got an enormous smile that melts me. It looks like his eyes will stay blue and who knows about the hair.

Clay has been very good with him, giving him space, but unable to leave the house or go to bed without kissing "thadee". He's been good all around, not just with Thadeus. He's been out of sorts this week because Timothy went back to work and he's just not quite sure what to do with himself.

I did have to spank once on Monday. He was using the top of Thadeus' head as a leaning post so that he could give me a kiss. I tried to explain to him that he couldn't do that b/c Thad's head has an "ouchie". He got frustrated and punched me in the shoulder. There's a lot he doesn't understand and hitting is his way of venting. Understandable, but not acceptable.

It's time to feed the giant.