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When Superheroes Meet - Christmas 2010

Spiderman, meet Superman.

Christmas 2010

Christmas 2010

Happily sitting in a sea of presents...

Christmas 2010 was, mostly, perfect.*  We had our pretty little girl dressed up in lovely baby dresses. There was clean white snow on the ground. And Christopher was old enough to understand the concept of Santa and presents (which was fantastic for bribery the month leading up to Christmas Day: “Do you want Santa to come? Then you have to eat those green beans…”).

Because this Christmas was filled with so many memories, one blog post won't cover it all - so over the next few days I will share Christmas photos and stories, I hope you enjoy!

*More on the "mostly" part to come...

Important Information About Boys

"Mama?"

"Yes?"

"Boys have pee pees."

"Um, yes, yes they do."

"And boys drink beer."

"Oh, ok. You're a boy, do you like beer?"

"Nope, beer is stinky and icky and blegh!"

"I see. Anything else I should know about boys?"

"Ummm, no."

Go Rudolph, Go Rudolph!

Christopher had his holiday program at school last night - all the grandparents, and Baby Heart, bundled up and went to the show.  It was standing room only, and about 90 degrees in the room, but it was worth it to see my little bitty boy sing and dance with his friends.  See the action below!



P/S - Look how much he has changed from last year's performance!

Christmas List

Johnny & I have started to explain Christmas and Santa to Christopher.  He is interested in the idea of getting presents, but Santa absolutely freaks him out. This morning I asked him if he wanted to meet Santa and tell him his Christmas List.  

Christopher's reply? "NO SANTA." 

"OK, you don't have to meet Santa.  Let's write him a letter and tell him what you want for Christmas."

He held up his right hand and said: "I want ONE dinosaur for this hand."  Then he held up his left hand and said: "And ONE robot for this hand, and that's it."

Easy boy! 

I Go To Work, I Watch Elmo

 

On the way to school this morning, Christopher said: "Mama, I don't go to school anymore, I go to work." 

"Oh yeah, where are you going to work?"

"I work with Daddy."

"Oh ok, well - do you know what Daddy does at work?"

"Um, yeah.  Daddy go to work, he watches Elmo on the computer ALLLLL day. I go to work with Daddy now."

Silly boy - for the record, Daddy does NOT watch Elmo on the computer all day (or any part of the day). 

My Little Barbie Doll...

SO... Is it odd that I'm occasionally happy when there is a spit up or diaper situation and I have to change Emmy's outfit in the middle of the day?

They Say Childhood Goes by in A Blur...

Well, I keep hearing to cherish every moment with my little ones (even the bad) - because their childhood will go by in a blur.

Well, last Saturday, we took Christopher to the Indy Children's Museum for a day of fun (and we didn't know it yet, but baby Emmy was coming early the next morning). We also met up with my brother's girlfriend and her daughter, Ava - and the day LITERALLY went by in a blur (I tried all day, but couldn't get a still photo of them having fun)... See photo proof below.

Ava enjoying the runway at the Barbie exhibit
(there's Christopher, dancing behind her)

Sliding down, tummy first, on the penguin slide.

Waiting their turn for a carousel ride...

It was the perfect way to spend our final day as a family of three!

What We've Been Waiting For...

Well, it's been a roller coaster, but after several years of hoping, praying & waiting - she's here, snuggled up, sleeping peacefully in my arms.

How did we get so lucky?

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Santa Bucky

We're putting up Christmas around the house & Chris found a Santa hat - he won't take it off!

Ok time to decorate- or as my Lil Santa says "Light up the Kissmes tree!"

More posts to come, it's been a busy few days...

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Baby Heart

Baby Girl has arrived!

Emmy Nicole Buckner
Born at 9:37 a.m. on November 21, 2010
8 pounds even, 20 inches

Everyone is healthy, happy & doing well - she's already wrapped her Daddy around her tiny finger!

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An Open Letter To Baby Heart

Dear Baby Heart,

I know your current location is nice, quiet, calm, peaceful, dark - not to mention you get delicious food sent your way far too frequently - but do you think that you could hurry up and come out already?

I promise that while things may not be nice, quiet, calm, peaceful or dark anymore, I will give you lots of food (and ok, quick confession - the food you are given at first may not be as delicious as you are used to - what is better than an oreo? - but the food will be tasty as soon as you are ready for the big girl stuff - and trust me on this, your daddy is an awesome chef)!

Also, if you are out HERE, I can hold you and hug you and kiss your baby nose (one more confession - you have an older brother who is currently the only grandchild on either side, so he MAY be a bit of an attention hound, but you all will adjust to each other).

Thank you for taking the above into consideration. Seriously though, hurry up - I'm excited to meet, and officially name, you!

Love,

Mama

Where's Baby Heart?

Well, this past weekend was an exciting one - our cousin Lori & her hubby Ben had their baby girl - a precious, tiny little girl named Lucy Ann!

Maybe it was the excitement of knowing Lucy was about to arrive, or maybe it was the fact that my mom had me out Christmas shopping - but I started having contractions. Painful ones - and they were 2-5 minutes apart. After a couple of hours of this, I called the doc and we headed to the hospital.

Well, the contractions and all action STOPPED. Nothing, no baby. So we headed home.

This was all taking place during C's nap, so Johnny's brothers were kind enough to come over to hang out while Christopher slept.

When we got home, Christopher was awake and wild and ready to play. He looked at us and said "Hey, where's Baby Heart?" I think he thought we would run out to the store, pick up Baby Heart and come back home (Maybe he was thinking that if we get her at Target there is a valid return policy, right? I mean, obviously with a receipt...).

M-I-C-K-E-Y

We turn on cartoons in the morning while we beg Christopher to allow us to put clothes on him (he is NOT a morning Buckner). This morning, it was Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. To distract him from the torture that is putting on socks and shoes, Johnny was chatting with him. Here is a snippet of their conversation:

"So Christopher, who do you like better - Goofy or Mickey?"

"Goofy!"

"Who do you like better - Goofy or Pete?"

"Goofy!"

"Who do you like better - Goofy or Donald?"

"Goofy!"

"Well, you really like Goofy, huh?"

"Um yeah, Goofy is funny like meeee."

Going on a Date

On Wednesday night, Johnny took Christopher on a little date. They went to a park, ate dinner, window shopped.

The next day, Christopher had their date fresh in his mind, so when I picked him up from school he said: "Mama, I take you on a date."

I said: "OH you want to go on a date with me? What do you want to do?"

"Ummmm, well you sit on the couch... and I feed Baby Heart."

Now THAT sounds like my kind of date!

What Does Mommy Do?

My little fireman holding his hat (this was his first birthday)...

Last night, I was trying to explain to Christopher what Mama does when she goes to work (my job is impossible to describe to GROWN UPS, so you know the conversation with a two year old went really well. "Well, Mama's job is to beg newspapers and magazines to write stories about Hamilton County. And then I blog and tweet and Facebook.").

So from there, we started talking about other jobs.

"Christopher, do you know what a fireman does?"

"Um, yeah. Fireman fight fire!"

"Do you know what a policeman does?"

"Um, yeah. He makes loud noise!" (the sirens)

"What about a veterinarian?"

"Um, yeah. He makes animals allllllll better."

"Do you know what a doctor does?"

"She makes kids better!"

"What about a zoo keeper?"

"Zoo keeper plays with monkeys, ooo ooo aaa aaa!"

"Gosh, Christopher - you are REALLY smart, did you know you can be anything you want to be when you grow up? So, what do you want to be?"

"A cowboy - yeehaw - and you be a cowboy too Mama! And Daddy too, when he growed up!"

End of Pregnancy...

As this pregnancy draws to a close, I sit, armed with a freshly purchased bottle of TUMS, and reflect back on the past 38 weeks of pregnancy. There are certainly things I will miss - and plenty of things I will NOT miss. Here is my pregnancy review:

I will miss the encouragement to "eat that other cookie, you're pregnant!" or "you're pregnant - you NEED that cheesecake. I bet it is just your body saying you need calcium."

I will NOT miss the morning sickness. Many people never deal with it. For others, it lasts a few weeks and then subsides. Other moms-to-be have it the entire time. I am in the middle - I have had it the entire time, but it is not a daily situation (so it could be worse, right?).

I will miss the happy smiles from strangers. Seriously, as a pregnant woman I receive more warm, wistful smiles than I know what to do with, and it is fantastic (not to mention the opened doors, offers to cut in line and assistance with lifting/carrying/holding things)!

I will NOT miss the aches and pains. Acid reflux (thank you TUMS, for your creation). Round ligament pain. Odd back & hip pain.

I will miss that while baby is in my tummy, it is super easy to be an excellent mother. Skip the alcohol, eat fruits and veggies, rest, light yoga work outs - and BAM, I am being a good mother. Once baby arrives, I have things like "making sure this tiny human grows up to be a confident, smart, kind, educated, non-pushover of a person with strong morals but a enough of a wild streak that allows them to experience life without getting into too much trouble" to worry about.

I will NOT miss turning down alcohol. I am not an alcoholic, but I love a good glass of wine with dinner, a champagne toast at a wedding, a cool beverage in my hand while I swim around the lake on a hot summer day...

I will miss the movements in my tummy. There is just something so surreal about watching my stomach bounce and roll. And I love that when Johnny talks to my stomach, she'll instantly start wiggling and bouncing to the sound of her daddy's voice.

I will NOT miss the feeling of "Great. I'm on the floor. How am I going to get up?"

I will miss the excitement of a specific day to look forward to. For nine months, my universe has been centered around Thanksgiving Day. After November 25, 2010 comes and goes I will just be back to wishing that time would slow down.

I will NOT miss the constant remarks on my appearance: "You look great for someone who is as pregnant as you are!" "Are you sure there is only one in there?" "You've gained, what, 30 pounds?" "Mind if I stand here and rub your belly while I talk really close to your face?" (OK, the last one wasn't appearance related, but I won't miss that either)

I will miss the name game! I love talking about names, thinking about names, creating name lists... Soon, we will just have a baby with a name and no more lists to review.

I will NOT miss the worry that something could still go wrong - I can't wait to just have the baby girl safely in my arms, where I can see her face, touch her skin, kiss her nose...

OK, well - miniature clothes have been hung, sheets are washed, diapers are ready to be changed - now I guess we just wait....

Cuteness Round Up

A couple of silly things to begin the week:

A family portrait

First story: Christopher's best buddy, Easton, is a few months older than Chris. He is currently in the place of life where he is trying to understand relationships, how people are related, etc. The other day he asked his mama, Sarah (my best friend) who his cousins are. She answered his question, and said "Oh and Christopher. Christopher is your cousin too." He laughed at her and said "NO Mama, Chrisafer is FAMILY." Cuteness.

Second story: This morning, we had the radio on REALLY low. The song that was playing had the lyrics of "I don't wanna break, break, a break break your heart..." Christopher somehow heard the words (I didn't even hear them!) and said "Mama, is someone going to break Baby HEART!?" Aaaawwww.

When 2 Year Olds Talk...

Each morning when I drop off Christopher, he asks me to sit at the pre-school breakfast table with him and his friends. I am a sucker, so everyday I stuff my 9-month pregnant body into a teeny tiny chair and sit to chat with a group of two-year-olds.

Today, the little ones were talking about their baby siblings.

"I have a baby Brody..."

"My baby broder is sleeping..."

"I have sister!"

To all this, I said: "Did you know that Christopher is going to have a baby sister soon?"

All of them stopped and looked at me with blank expressions.

Then, Christopher's friend Chase nodded and said: "Yeah, Baby Heart." (Read this story if you don't know how C came about calling Baby Girl B "Baby Heart.")

So, apparently, Christopher and his school buddies sit around and have really clear, serious conversations about their little siblings (and frequently enough to know that this baby is "Baby Heart")! How cute are they?