Let the Regression Begin!

A couple days ago we went in to see Evan's doctor for a 'consultation.' His next wellness check-up is at 3 years old, and I had a laundry list of questions that needed answering now! So we went in for this consultation. I would have liked to have gone alone, in order to speak freely with Evan's doctor, since the little boy genius would hear everything and understand a good amount of what we were talking about. But, Evan really loves his doctor and wanted to see her, too. So we went together and had a very good session.

Last night Evan started doing the craziest thing. He wanted to be wrapped in a blanket and be cuddled. He said, "Evan a baby. Ehhhh ehhhh ehhhhh." It was the most pathetic cry. I asked if that's what babies sounded like and he said yes. He continued with this behavior this morning and insisted on being carried. Doctor warned us that regression is common when the baby arrives. I'm surprised it's happening so early, but I think the little stinker is using what he heard in our consultation. Nothing gets past this little dude.

Lil' Babe AKA Number 2

For the last week or so, I've been really anxious to find out if we're having a boy or girl. I don't know if it's because friends who are a little further along are finding out what they're having or what. This pregnancy has been pretty easy-going so far, knock on wood, and very similar to Evan. So maybe it's a boy. But I was much queasier this time, so maybe it's a girl! Maybe it's a girl with Evan's mellow personality! :) I heard moms tell me about their little ones doing somersaults in the womb and giving pretty ferocious kicks and jabs. Evan was a little sweetie. He kicked from time to time, but was always very gentle. After our first four months of hell (colic? jaundice? pissy for being induced a week early?) Evan really mellowed out and continues to be an even-tempered little dude. My angel! The funniest kicking story we have of Evan in utero was one time when we were driving. My husband has a police radar detector and it detected a laser being shot at us. It sounded the loudest, most obnoxious alarm. Evan started kicking away! I can just imagine him taking a little snooze and being rudely awaken by that sound. Too funny.

It was quite early when I could feel Lil' Babe's kicks - at around 14 weeks. It was nice and gentle and continues to be that way. Evan likes to rest his head on my belly and say, "Evan lie on lil' babe." He gives my belly kisses and talks to the babe. It's too precious. The cats also like to lie on me and purr and this gets Lil' Babe going, too. Hopefully he/she will come out a cat lover like Evan and the rest of us!

We are now at 18 weeks (just 22 more weeks!) and anxiously awaiting our ultrasound appointment around Easter next month. Hopefully Lil' Babe will cooperate and show his/her parts so we have a definite answer! I've asked Evan what he thinks he'll be having and he said brother. A few days later he answered sister. So I guess he'll be right either way.

Splashing in Rain Puddles!

We have been having ridiculously nice (and atypical) weather the last couple weeks. Sunshine, warm weather and lots of time to play outdoors! It rained yesterday, but quickly cleared up into a sunny day. Here's a picture of Evan splashing in the rain puddles. He had so much fun!

Potty Training

Evan is doing quite well with potty training. If he is in his BVDs, he will stay dry all day. I'm very proud of him and his progress. He sometimes puts up a fight if: he thinks the public bathroom is too loud, if I'm forcing him to try (cause I know he has to go!), if others try to take him besides me. But overall, he's doing great!

So far, he has refused to poop on the potty. He usually gets his business done and out of the way after breakfast, so he can be in his BVDs the rest of the day. He tells me if he's going to poop, so I ask if he wants to sit on his potty and he says, "No, poop in diaper." So here are the 'bribes' that I've tried:

* We started with new wipes. They are flushable wipes that come in a cute container. He thought they were sooo cool because they were different from the wipes we always use. But still, no poop in the potty.

* We tried chocolates. I put a tupperware of Hershey Kisses in the bathroom to entice him to go. He didn't even want to try, although he loves chocolates. I think this plan failed because he gets chocolates in other ways - M&Ms in the trail mix, Valentine candy, etc.

* I just started using MONEY! I can't believe it, but it seems to be working so far. I told him - a quarter for sitting and just trying; a dollar for pooping in the potty. He is actually asking to sit on the potty to try. He loves getting the quarter and this weekend he got to use his $0.50 on the crane game at the grocery store. He still hasn't pooped on the potty, but I'm sure one of these days, the timing will be right and it'll happen. So funny, though - Evan asks to see the money up front before he goes to the potty! We're not raising a fool!

Privacy, Please!

Another poopy diaper story...

We went to the bathroom to change a poopy diaper and Evan said the funniest thing:

He shut the door and said, "I need privacy. I don't want Piko and Poki (our cats) to bother us."