2 years, 1 month, 1 day or better late than never

I never did update about Paxlet turning two. Here’s to better late than never!
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Paxlet’s birthday was much better than I had hoped for. Sure, we didn’t get the grandparents, all the aunts, uncle and cousins over, but we did have one aunt and a friend with her family over for the afternoon. And my very good friend R stopped in for a sec to drop off Paxlet’s present as her two kids were sick. Paxlet enjoyed himself. Especially the gifts, raspberry muffins (instead of a cake) and ice cream. Oh, the ice cream! This kid loves ice cream! It ended up being a relaxed day and afternoon. My boy was happy and therefore I was happy. We did Skype with Grandpa and Grandma S later in the evening.

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Sometimes it is truly unfathomable to believe that Mr Siili and I have a two year old boy. Not only have 2 years gone by with him in our lives, but he’s grown by leaps and bounds. In fact, he continues to amaze us daily. Just last night in fact, as we were putting Paxlet to bed, I sang him the Teddy Bear song upon request. When I was done, Paxlet stated it was his turn to sing it. He starts off with a few Teddy Bear’s and then I help him out by singing a line and waiting for him to repeat. Can I just say, we are some proud parents with hearts bursting of joy. It was the cutest thing we had ever heard.

I know we are biased as parents, but he really is smart and a well behaved kid. Paxlet talks up a storm, mostly in Finnish, but talking none the less. I wouldn’t even be able to tell you how many words he has because it truly is that many, plus more are learned each day. He really is saying “tuhma” and I still hate it. What’s worse, is when we tell him not to call us or the cats naught/stupid, he laughs and thinks it is funny.

He’s got many of his colors down (some in English, some in Finnish). This morning he pointed to his socks I held in my hand and said “brown socks” or was it “brown sukat”. Either way, he was correct. Mr Siili and I, and the daycare lady, mention colors quite often when pointing things out. It’s just a part of everyday life.

Paxlet seems to understand the concept of 1 and 2, but anything more than that is…difficult still. When we go out to the car, he quite often tells us how many cars are under the car park. Again, if there are more than two, he doesn’t quite get it and usually he counts the cars other than our car.
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Paxlet loves the letter S. It is the first letter of his first and last name and he wants it drawn all the time. He also likes X and O (sometimes called circles). He points out the letter S to us quite often these days, although, sometimes it isn’t an S.

Paxlet is mostly potty trained!! By mostly, I mean that he isn’t always telling us he needs to go and we have to ask or “remind” him most of the time that he needs to go. But even just in the last month since his 2nd birthday he’s gotten much better. On the times that we still have to remind him use the potty, he will generally go without a fight. When he does put up a fight, we tell him he doesn’t have to pee, just sit on the potty. It usually works. There are only a few accidents at daycare and home each week. In the last couple of weeks, he’s even started telling us more often when he does need to go. It’s great! Especially when it is a poo. His most recent finding is the “big potty”! He loves using the it. I love it also because it is even easier to clean!!! I love how this has worked so well for us and that there hasn’t been a horrible fight to get him to use the potty (it has been apart of his life since he was 4 months old). Nights and naps still require a diaper, although most of the time he is dry in the morning.

He loves the color orange, diggers, cars, motorcycles, bikes, Legos (Duplos), coloring, drawing, crafts, baking, daycare, the park, rides on the bus (even short, 1 stop rides) and so much more. Paxlet is an all around happy little boy and is so much fun to be with.
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Happy (belated) Birthday, Paxlet. I’m so looking forward to celebrating many more adventures with you.

Acrylic painting on cloth – update

I went ahead and tested one of the wash clothes/sponges with the acrylic paint. Rather, I gave Paxlet the brush and paint and let him have at it.
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I’ll use this one at home and see how it holds up. If it keeps its colors well, then I know we can use the paint for other wash clothes. If not, the paint will continue to be used with paper and possibly cloth that won’t be continually washed, because I am sure it will stick to an extent. Acrylic paint isn’t water soluble once dry, that much I know.

And because I found our cloth markers*, I let him decorate two more of the wash clothes. These two, along with the rest we have will become part of this year’s xmas gifts to family.
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*4,5 working markers out of 8 ain’t bad for 16 year old markers. The black half works.

#MicroblogMonday: Now and Then

Paxlet and I headed upstairs this evening to look for paint, specifically if we had any fabric paint*. And we I got sidetracked. I found a box of yarn that was my mom’s, knitted items that my mom had made and then a box of photographs. Man, these photos were a trip back in time! But first, the “now” photos:

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Paxlet took this picture of me last week.

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Paxlet took this picture of Mr Siili/Daddy last week.

I took this picture of Paxlet today. He was pinching his nose and blowing. Hilarity! On his behalf, not mine.

I took this picture of Paxlet today. He was pinching his nose and blowing. Hilarity! On his behalf, not mine.

And for some “then” photos and a bit of story to go with them. Sorry they are a bit blurry, but that is what happens when you want a post to go up today and you don’t have a scanner at home.

Me in July 1992 in the parking grounds of Oregon Country Fair. I was almost 16.

Me in July 1992 in the parking grounds of Oregon Country Fair. I was almost 16.

Mr Siili, May 1, 1999. Hyvää means (lit.) good, but in front of something it means "happy/merry". Paxlet knew this was daddy and asked about the picture a bit, such as what is daddy holding in his hand.

Mr Siili, May 1, 1999.
Hyvä(ä) means (lit.) good, but in front of something it means “happy/merry”.
Paxlet knew this was daddy and asked about the picture a bit, such as what is daddy holding in his hand.

Me, May 1, 1999. Vappu(a) means "May Day" Paxlet recognized me as "äiti/mom".

Me, May 1, 1999.
Vappu(a) means “May Day”
Paxlet recognized me as “äiti/mom”.

And when I asked Paxlet what these were, he immediately said "Äiti". In automatic response, I laugh-snorted in mock offense. Paxlet thought this was hilarious. Hrm.

And when I asked Paxlet what these were, he immediately said “Äiti”. In automatic response, I laugh-snorted in mock offense. Paxlet thought this was hilarious. Hrm.

Then we looked at Grandma S (my stepmom) and Grandma (my mom). I love this picture of my mom, she looks so happy. 1998.

Then we looked at Grandma S (my stepmom) and Grandma (my mom).
I love this picture of my mom, she looks so happy.
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And then we saw Grandma again, Aunt S (my only sister) and Grandpa. When I said "Grandma", Paxlet shyly waved at her. I broke down in tears, although Paxlet thought I was laughing. I gave him a big hug and told him I loved him.

And then we saw Grandma again, Aunt S (my only sister) and Grandpa.
When I said “Grandma”, Paxlet shyly waved at her. I broke down in tears, although Paxlet thought I was laughing. I gave him a big hug and told him I loved him.
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*Do you think acrylic paints can be used on fabrics and not wash off? I want to do a washcloth-paint project, but don’t really want to buy fabric paint.

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13 weeks, #2

I think I’m in the 2nd trimester now. If not, I will be next week. Things sure are progressing.

Morning All day Evening sickness is getting better and better. I’m even able to eat sweets sometimes! Sunday, I had 4 squares of chocolate, half a mug cake, some ice cream and hot chocolate…and felt decently well after. About 30min after I did feel a twinge of regret, but that soon passed. I’m also not using the Sea.Bands as much. <— That was written earlier this week. And then the next day my evening sickness was just horrendous (for me). But all in all, it is better some days, some times and then nasty at others. Oh, this is fun!

My nose has been stuffy. Not quite flu/cold-like, but more allergy- and dry-like. I forgot about this symptom until I saw someone else mention it the other day.

I truly need new pants. I just have no desire to go look for or buy any. And if I buy some used from FB groups, do I need size 40 or 42? So, I think I need to go try some on in the stores to figure out my size and then I can be more confident in buying 2nd hand. Ugh!

I still feel twitches and twinges in my tummy area, but surely they are too far up for it to be Tadbit. I didn’t feel Paxlet move until 18 weeks, but I know this time around could be earlier. As with so much else being different this time around, with Paxlet my tummy area was void of movement. No gas feelings or gurglings what-so-ever. This time around? My tummy isn’t very quiet.

Food is getting easier. There is less that makes me wrinkle my nose at it. However, mindlessly eating almost an entire back of Fanipala (waffle) cookies is very stupid.

I’m generally overall tired, especially by the time Paxlet is in bed. I’ll be happy to have a bit more energy again, I hope!

I’m still debating about when and how to announce on FB. Mr Siili doesn’t care and doesn’t want to be involved in it, as he doesn’t and won’t be posting it to FB. So far, I have used Paint to draw this up as an idea, but I am thinking I would rather do it by hand to add color.
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With this picture, I explained to Paxlet who everyone was in the picture. He understood daddy, momma, himself and the cats, but he asked a bit confusedly where the baby is. And when I said in “momma’s tummy”, he gave me a quizzical look and carried on with what he was doing. This will be a work in progress to explain the idea of a sibling. LOL

My emotions/moods have been a bit wonky lately. Paxlet was trying my patience to no end yesterday. Add to that our old cat was meowing at me and I just wanted them to all go away. I may have yelled and raised my voice a bit. I’m not proud of it, but I’m also not perfect. This evening, I bawled my eyes out when I read of a character dieing in the book I am reading. (Not that that is much new, I am totally invested in this series.)

A gift of driftwood

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One of the baby shower gifts given to us when I was pregnant with Paxlet was a bag of driftwood pieces.

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These driftwood pieces had been tossed around in the ocean, washed ashore on the local beaches of my hometown, picked up by a family friend, washed (the sand, salt and other dirty-ness away) and then given to us for the boy to play with, someday. That someday has come! I brought these out the other day for Paxlet and he has been having fun with them.

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Paxlet took this picture (with my help holding the camera).

He has picked out pieces for me, Mr Siili and himself. Today we found some that looked like they had a mouth in them. After one of the pieces bit my ankle, and I said that wasn’t so nice, it ate some paper instead. I can’t wait to see what more Paxlet will do with them. He has already said he’d like an airplane from these. I see some nails in the future. I also think we can make some great creatures and other things out of these pieces of driftwood with some paint, glue/nails, feathers, wiggly eyes and more!

#MicroblogMonday, pictures

This is a very common sight when I am cooking dinner. Today was no exception.

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And of course, when Momma uses the camera, the munchkin has to use it too.

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First ultrasound @ 12 weeks, #2

Well, hullo there long lost friend! I was JUST thinking this morning that it has been ages and ages since I last saw my friend the dildo-cam. LOL. Both an internal and external ultrasound wand were used. First the technician used the external wand where she confirmed only 1 baby and we got to see and briefly hear the heartbeat. I would have liked to listen a bit longer, but just hearing it even the short bit was nice. The technician then looked around at the baby a bit and took some CRL measurements. Her measurements put Tadbit at 12+4, but that could also just be measuring differences. As it isn’t more than 5 days different, it won’t change the EDD. Then Tadbit didn’t want to cooperate very well and show her a side view of its neck, so she jiggled my tummy. After a bit more jiggling, the technician switched to the internal wand where things were a bit more clear. Tadbit still didn’t want to show its neck, but eventually the technician got a good enough view. We did end up getting two scan pictures of Tadbit straight on and rubbing his/her eye. Sweet!

The risk for down syndrome is low this time around too. It is crazy how my age alone from 36 years old to 38 years old upped the risk quite a bit. Two years ago, my age factor was 1:350 and now it was 1:180. However, once the blood test results and whatever else they use for determining the risk level was factored in, the risk for Tadibt was quite low. I do know that doesn’t mean it can’t happen anyway (my team leader’s youngest is proof of that), but I am not worrying about it.

We were in and out of there in 50 minutes. And that included time to stop and fill out some forms to participate in a diabetes study. This study helps in the detection of and possible prevention of diabetes. Finland has the highest rates of type 1 diabetes than any where else in the world. Scary! (Paxlet is in a different diabetes study, as we only tested for this after he was born with his umbilical cord. His study only watches and records, but doesn’t do anything to prevent now, but hopefully get info for future generations.)

Now we wait another 8 weeks for our 2nd and final ultrasound for this pregnancy. Oh, the waiting!

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On to the regularly scheduled weekly updates.

I really need to buy some maternity pants. I don’t have much in the way of pants I can wear comfortably and I’m all about comfortable. Plus, this fall weather is getting chilly. Skirts just don’t cut it all the time now! I also don’t care for shopping, nor do I like the idea of spending a lot of money on something that I’ll only be using for a few months. Someone want to shop for me?

Dreams! Oooh, boy! I have been having some weird dreams! Most of them I don’t remember, but I do remember one: Claire (Fraser) and I were being chased or had fallen down a cliff and then there popped up Jamie Fraser to rescue us. Talk about a swooning moment! LOL

I think, just think, I might have felt some flutters a couple of times this last week as I was going to bed. It truly could have been gas, but I thought I felt some itty bitty flutters.

I ate 2 rows of chocolate (8 smallish squares) the other night. It tasted so yummy, until 15 minutes or so later, it didn’t. It didn’t come back up, but nausea and stomach yuckiness was not fun. :( I did get to eat some Finnish pan cake (pannukakku) today with some a lot of whipped cream and jam and that was yummy all around! I think the sweet aversion is going away. Uh oh, that’s not such a good thing really.

My boobs have definitely…expanded. They are much fuller than earlier and my nips sore now. Poor Mr Siili. If I ever feel in the mood to have sex with him again during this pregnancy, he won’t be able to touch some of his favorite toys. LOL. Was that too much? Oh well.

All day morning sickness is getting better. It isn’t 100% gone, but it isn’t as bad as it was. I do feel blech during the day, especially just before lunch, but it is better! The main thing is that the nausea has mostly changed time of the day: evening sickness. It starts just after dinner and goes on until a (lot) bit after Paxlet goes to bed. Not as long time-wise with the cruddiness, but it is quite bad. The Sea.Bands don’t seem to help much either.

My face and back have been breaking out in spots. I don’t remember this much from my last pregnancy. Oh joy. The fun of teenage skin again. Not that mine was ever THAT bad, generally.

Now, we need to figure out how to start talking to Paxlet about this baby and his becoming a big brother. I know it won’t be a concrete idea for some time, but it would be nice to start getting him used to it and learn the vocabulary.

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In short, today’s ultrasound was good. Everything looks as it should, bits and bobs in their correct places, a heartbeat was heard and most important of all, there was only 1 baby.