Archive for February, 2007

Out of the mouth of babes

Wednesday, February 28th, 2007

This morning I told Lauren I was going to get a clean diaper for Elliot, and I asked her if she needed a diaper too. She had been running around naked all morning, and she said “yes,” so I asked her if she’d like to make peepee on the potty first.

Her answer?

“No, but nice try though!”

This little piggy went to the doctor

Monday, February 26th, 2007

Elliot and Lauren had checkups today with our new doctor.

Vital stats:

Lauren is 29 lbs with her clothing on, and Ryan thinks she is 31″ tall, but I’m pretty sure he just doesn’t remember what the nurse said when she measured Lauren. I’ll have to get my tape measure out tonight.

Elliot is HUGE. He’s now 10 lbs, 7 oz, and 22″ long, with a 40 cm. head. At the top of every chart.

Another new baby…

Saturday, February 24th, 2007

Has joined our family. Gabriella Rose was born in Cleveland early this morning to John and Nicole. More info later when we have some!


Wednesday, February 21st, 2007

Baby Names

Sunday, February 18th, 2007

Well it only took a few days, but we’ve named our son. We went back and forth and started over from scratch and kept at it, and finally, we’re pleased to announce that we’ve named him…

Elliot Andrew Wilkins

So a little recap, if you’d like…

Elliot was born on Wednesday, February 14, 2007 at 3:42 a.m. in the city of Chicago, IL. He was born at home, and weighed in at a whopping 9 lbs and 10 ounces, and a smidge short of being 22″ long. He has the longest fingers and feet that I have ever seen on a baby, they remind me of my Mom.

So far he’s been completely different from Lauren… he was different before he was born too. He was much quieter and kicked in a much softer way while he floated in my belly. Unlike his sister, he kept his presence subtly known, until he flipped breech the day after Christmas. He demanded all of my attention from that point until his birth, but in a quiet and noble way. And he did turn head down again, but not until adequate attention had been given to his growth and development.

Since his birth he has remained quiet and calm, sleeping a lot. His sister was wide awake and loud from the beginning, so this is not what I expected from another Wilkins baby. Today Lauren demonstrated this by spending several minutes trying to invert her eyelids in much the same way her Dad does when he makes ugly faces. She is also testing the limits of her physical prowess by climbing in all the places she isn’t supposed to go – like on Daddy’s desk and the TV cabinet. She is like the Energizer Bunny, she NEVER stops.

Elliot spends his days eating, sleeping, and pooping, and sleeping some more. He has Daddy’s ears and chin, and doesn’t seem to mind when we put a pink diaper on him. I’ve promised that we will go get him some blue clothing soon.

More later, and more pictures to come soon.

It’s a Valentine!

Wednesday, February 14th, 2007

Baby boy was born this morning at 3:42 am, in the comfort of our home, with the help of a fabulous midwife (Sarah) to assist mom and dad, and doula (Leah) to assist Lauren.

Everyone is resting well this afternoon. Pictures to come this evening (and hopefully a name!)

9 lbs, 10 oz, 21 3/4″ long, with long skinny fingers and feet, and dark hair.


Monday, February 12th, 2007

So our tiny little apartment is painted in “contractor white” – which I think is just one step above primer in the realm of paint. I’d like to paint a few walls here, but not entire rooms, and not with anything bright like Lauren’s bedroom was in Ohio, since we’ll have to unpaint it all before we move.

I really love the yellow we had in the living room in Ohio, and I think it would work really well on the small walls in our living/dining room here too, so maybe in a few weeks I can talk Ryan into helping me paint it (*ahem* he’ll paint while I supervise). In the meantime, I’ve been busy adding as many pictures and frames and prints to the walls as I can, since a little spackle will fix the nail holes in all the walls.

Poor Lauren, she has this very adult set of bedding (it was our master bedroom set before we bought the king size bed) that is lilac and well, not very fun if you are two. She doesn’t seem to mind much, but add that to a boring “contractor white” room with one window and not much furniture, and it’s not really a happy place to play.

So tonight I framed a ton of photos that Ryan and I have taken in the last few years.. some usual and some unusual, from all over the world. There are pictures from Hawaii and Ohio, Kansas, Germany, Colorado, Wyoming, and who knows where else!

If you’d like to see the real image on any of these, I’ll have to set up some links. I know there is a way! The only picture we didn’t take is the one of Ryan in the red frame when he was little. When I ask Lauren who is in the picture, she says it’s Lauren. :)

I want coffee!

Monday, February 5th, 2007

After lunch today Lauren was running around drinking her juice and playing, and I sat down on the couch with a cup of coffee… she looked at me with BIG eyes and walked over and stood very quiely and stared at me. And kept staring. And then as quiet as a mouse, she whispered, “I want coffee,” and I shook my head NO. The rest of our conversation went something like this:

*whispering* I want coffee.
*shake head no*
*whispering* I waaaaant coffeeeeeeeee.
*shake head no*
*WHISPERING* I waaaaaaaaaaaaaant coffffffffeeeeeeeeeeeee!
*shake head no*
*talking softly* I want coffeeeeeeeeeeee!
*shake head no*
*talking* I want coffFEEEEEEE!
*whispering* NO not now.
*talking* I WANT coffeeeeeeeee!
*talking* no
*talking* not right now

By this point I had finished my cup, so I gladly handed it over. She was thrilled and said, “thank you!”


Friday, February 2nd, 2007


Mommy, juice for YOU!

Thursday, February 1st, 2007

Lauren woke up around 4 this morning. She came and climed into bed with me, but had a hard time going back to sleep. Around 5:30 she was finally sleeping, but then Ryan rolled over and woke her up again… aaaah! I gave up trying to help her back to sleep, and she got off the bed and ran off to do whatever it is that 2 year olds do best… which is usually trouble.

At 6 I asked Ryan to get up and go keep her busy so I could at least rest until 7. Moments later, Lauren reappeared in the bedroom saying, “Here Mommy, juice for YOU!” and plunk! plop! I felt a plastic bottle against my back. And then a second plastic bottle. Something *clicked* that this wasn’t right. Oh yah, then I felt the liquid. I screamed. Ryan bolted out of bed. I couldn’t roll over for fear of the mess I knew was growing on my back, and I couldn’t roll forward because of my big 39.5 weeks pregnant belly in the way.

Lauren had brought me 2 bottles of “juice” that she found under the kitchen sink. Well, like my mother, and her mother, I keep lots of things under the sink… dishwasher detergent, other cleaning products, extra sponges, trash bags, and oil. Yes, oil. Vegetable oil, corn oil, olive oil, things that drip and make messes out of pantry shelves…

And like any helpful girl, she had pulled the lids off in the kitchen, picked up both bottles, and managed quite skillfully to get them all the way to the bedroom with out spilling a drop. She’s been practicing this two-arm hold on things – carrying one item in each hand, sometimes a third in her mouth.. but with baby dolls and stuffed animals, not bottles of oil!

So like I said, I screamed when that *click* happened, and Ryan jumped out of bed, ran over, grabbed the bottles and RAN for the kitchen. He then slammed the bottles down on the counter or in the sink, and headed back for Lauren.

By then I had managed to roll over without rolling in too much mess, and was taking the sheets off the bed to start laundry for the day. Sheets in hand, I headed down the hall to put them in the wash, and I found oil dripping down the front of the dryer. Odd… especially since our dryer is stacked on top of the washer and I’m pretty sure even if Lauren had been using a super soaker to spray oil she wouldn’t have been able to hit the dryer.

Yah, odd was right. Turns out Lauren had hardly made any mess at all. There were little puddles of oil on the kitchen floor where she left the caps, and a big puddle of oil in the bed, it was Ryan running around and slamming the bottle down that made most of the mess. On the bedroom floor and the hall carpet he left drips. The resulting splash from the counter slam left oil on the hall ceiling, the walls, the washer and dryer, the kitchen cabinets, the fruit bowl and knife block, the fridge and light switches and sink, and then when he threw the bottles in the trash, he dripped across the floor and down the wall by the window.

So at 6 o’clock in the morning we are all up, and all cleaning. Laundry in, Ryan scrubbed walls and ceilings, I took my soap and rag to the cabinets and counters. There are still some spots in the hall and bedroom on the carpet needing cleaned, and still at least 2 or 3 loads of laundry to do. And no more oil for making cupcakes. I haven’t looked at the walls and ceiling yet to see how they dried.

How is it that my 32 year old husband makes 10x the mess of my 2 yr old child?

To make it more fun, after Ryan left for work Lauren was climbing up and down on her step in the kitchen… but I had pulled up all the rugs to wash them, so she was able to slide her step anywhere she wanted. She slid right over to the side she never gets to play on, and climbed up. And dumped and poured everything she found. Luckily the only thing she found that she could open was a cruet of vinegar, which was promptly poured all over the counter.

I gave her a dry rag and let her clean it up. At least that side of the counter (which actually didn’t get any oil on it) has now been properly disinfected with a vinegar wash.

Maybe she wasn’t wanting to give me juice after all, maybe she’s just aspiring to create a new and fantastic salad dressing?