What a month for Leighton!

31 07 2013

Holy cow has it been a really exciting and busy month for the Gitter group.  Being 8 months old is a tough job Leighton will tell you – as she’s babbling all the time, and more and more often we’re understanding her, she says Mama, Papa, Dada, and Hello.

And she finally started to crawl!  We knew this milestone was coming soon, but honestly I just figured she was so big that she may just skip it and go on to walking.  She does more of an army crawl, but for her size she sure can haul around quickly.

We had to put away the stationary jumper because she’s just gotten too heavy to be jumping down on her little baby joints, and we have put her in the walker – and man oh man does she love it!  She FLIES around our kitchen and smashes into us.  Poor Tucker and Bogey just stand on the carpet until someone picks them up when she’s out on the prowl.  I told Tucker he should get in his Coupe Car and play bumper cars with her.  He loved the idea

Tucker and Leighton have been interacting so much more this past month.  Sometimes it’s good and he’ll make her laugh and sometimes she’s just a stinker and will crawl over to whatever he’s playing with or she knows is his and nab it from him.  And when he yells she laughs – I’m pretty sure she knows EXACTLY what she’s doing pushing his buttons.  She’s getting grabbier with Bogey and he’s so great with her – he’ll just lick her hand and move away…we’re eagle eyeing them very closely cause we can’t blame him for nipping at her when she grabs so tight.

She’s also cut her 8th tooth this month and we see another one coming in, if you look at her you’d never know she’s only 8 months old…she looks like she should be a toddler.  She’s also started to eat more and more real food.  We cut it up in small pieces and she’s showing less interest in getting fed and more and more self feeding.

Time is moving pretty fast, and I fell like I’m drowning some days, but we’re just hanging in there trying really hard to find kairos moments and carpe them, cause let’s be honest I don’t think I’ve had an entire day that I want to carpe – so we enjoy the moments.

Leighton's Crazy Colic All By Myself Big Baby in a little suit

 
 
 
 
Dear Leighton,
 
My sweet baby girl – you are growing up so fast I can hardly believe it!  You are becoming so much your own person more and more each day.  I just love the way you light up when we walk into the room and how you snuggle your head into the crook of my shoulder, and how you have just one dimple on your right cheek when you smile big, and how the rolls on your legs go from hip to toes!   I am just so loving being your mom – and the gift of watching you grow has been just amazing!  It’s been so fun watching your relationship with Tucker blossom and how the two of you always want to be together but don’t want to share me is simply hilarious!  Your grandma can’t believe how much you change in the 10 or more days that her and grandpa are upnorth, honestly Leighton, I can’t believe how much you change in the 9 hours I’m at work.  You’re my little Yeighty and we all love you so! 
 
mom




‘Little’ Leighton

16 05 2013

My life is just busy and crazy now, with the wonderful addition of Leighton, what little time I have left is used to just sit, and since our laptop took a dump, blogging has taken a back seat.  Sad but true – It’s been months since I’ve put anything on here and I feel as though I am slighting my baby girl.  You all have to get to know her – she amazing!  Let’s catch you all up – here we go…

Since day one Leighton has been much more labor intensive than Tucker ever was.  I’m not sure if it’s a girl vs. boy thing but Leighton has NOT gotten the second child memo.  She loves to be talked to and is now chatting away back at you.  She requests LOUDLY to be held at all times – and holding while sitting is not an option unless she’s eating.    I’d say what makes Leighton different from every other baby that I know is her size…she’s a biiiiig girl.  Let’s do a weight check through the last few months –

  • she was born 8 lbs 15 oz. on a Monday – Big but not off the charts
  • when we left the hospital, on Wednesday, she was down to 8 lbs 7 oz. again nothing to write home about
  • We went in to our pediatrician’s office on Friday and she was 9 lbs 4 oz!  Dr. Hankins said that she’s never had  a baby get back to their birth weight and gain another 5 oz so quickly…the super juice is working she said.  She didn’t need to see her again til she was a month old
  • 1 month check up 12 lb 2.4 oz 22.5″
  • 2 month check up 15 lb 3.4 oz 23.5″
  • 4 month check up 19 lb. 15.8 oz 25.5″ 100% for weight
  • 6 month check up 23 lb. 0 oz. 28″ over 100% for weight and height

She’s a lot to lug around – Tucker didn’t weigh this much til he was 18  months old.  Karma wooped me a good one poking fun of my girlfriend’s pudgy baby girl, and making comments like “seriously who carries their 30 lbs child in a bucket seat – this is nuts that they make bucket car seats for kids that big” eating my words we had to go out and buy one.  My friend Mel has had her triplets in size 6 diaper forever – and I on multiple occasions commented how she wasn’t using the right size diapers…6.5 months in both Leighton AND Tucker are in size 5 diapers!  All that weight is just more to love – I cannot wait for summer to come to the Midwest and put Leighton in rompers and show off those cute ‘little’ leggies, I actually feel bad trying to squeeze her leggies into pants! She’s moving through not only clothes faster than Tucker but milestones too!  By 6 months Leighton had 3 teeth in and one more on the way, she was full on rolling, and could just about pull her self to a sitting position.  She’s crazy strong and is one determined little lady.  The teeth are an issue that I am trying to work though but that’s a whole nother story my friends.

Here is Leighton over the last few months:

One Month Old  3 months old  4_months_old  DSC_0314  5 months old  Picture 300

Our kids run the roost now, we try so hard but bed time gets pushed back for Tucker when Leighton’s off her rocker, and dinner is for the most part what Tucker will eat, I’m more concerned with his diet being balanced than mine.  There’s more TV time, more laundry and dishes that pile up in the day, more dirty diapers and time scrubbing out stains in the sink, more toys and things and a lot less room in our little house – but on the flip side there’s 2x as many smiles, giggles, and great memories.

Life is Good As a Gitter my friends…it’s just good.

Dear Leighton,
 
It’s been 6 months already that you’ve been part of our family and I can’t believe how fast it’s gone by and how much you’ve grown!  You’re such a wonderful beautiful baby.  It’s hard to even imagine what life was like before you came into our lives – it seems like it was a million years ago that it was just your dad and I and Bogey.  Along with all the hard work that leaves me feeling like I’m in the minority the majority of the time in our house – comes the extra smiles, hugs, open mouth kisses, and joy that you’ve brought into our lives.  I was worried that I wouldn’t connect with you being my second baby the way I did with Tucker, but Leighton we’ve found our own way to connect and at night after Tucker goes to bed it’s our time, just you and me.  I have dozens of pictures of you sleeping at night in my arms, some of my very favorite moments that I have with you is the peace that comes with you still in my arms.  I love the way that you light up a room – the sunshine theme nursery suits you to a tee! I’m so glad your here, so glad that God gave me the privilege of being your mom and so glad that there is more of you to snuggle and kiss than 99% of all other 6 month old babies!  You are my sunshine my only sunshine Little Leighton.
 
mom 




And Baby Makes Four…

29 11 2012

I can’t believe that it’s been 7 weeks since my last post…well obviously A LOT has happened, first and foremost we did it, we had a baby girl – a bouncing, cuddly, beautiful baby girl, but before that we had the last week of my pregnancy with her, a slow start to labor and delivery, a battle of name the baby, and a sobbing last night of putting Tucker to bed as an only child.  Let’s back this train up from where the last post left off…

Eric and I went into Liz’s office for my 39 week check up thinking that FOR SURE that the baby had made some progress…no none, well Liz said that she was in a good mood and she’d say that I had thinned out about 5% more.  Whoopdee doo daa.  I basically have been 1 cm and 50-55% effaced for a month, a month!  I sat there, pantless, thinking that she’s gonna make me do this myself, and she’s never gonna talk induction with us.  Low and behold, she asked what we thought about induction, and we again scheduled induction on her due date, October 15.

The week came and went and LeAnne made me “Happy Last Day of Work” cupcakes (my favorite funfetti) and had a great last day tying up loose ends, doing a maternity leave mailbox message, and putting in the out of office assistant on.  The day flew by and I went home for the last Friday night as a family of three.  And as fast as the last day of work flew by, so did the last weekend, we went to my parents house for dinner on Sunday night and I snuggled with Tucker, and didn’t want to leave.  I laid him down in his bed at my mom and dad’s and cried, hard – scared of what was coming, not delivery but beyond.  Would there be enough of me for Tucker to know that I still love him as much Sunday as I will on Monday when there is a new baby to care for too?  It’s really the first time I gave into these feelings and it felt good to let them out.  Eric and I got home, put the finishing touches on our hospital bag, carseat, and stuff that we wanted footprints on, packed them in the car and I slept like a baby.

5 AM came early, oh wait that IS early.  And I got up, showered, dried my hair, and put on my last HUGE maternity clothes and we were out the door by 6 am.  Here is  picture of me in the morning just before we left.  Even Bogey couldn’t believe how big I was!

We checked into the hospital and I was hooked up to an IV and the check in nurse was getting all our vitals and info.  Liz came in and checked me and to my surprise, there was still barely ANY more activity.  I was 1 cm and 75% effaced, high cervix and not softened.  Bummer.  But my contractions were less than 3 minutes apart – but I couldn’t feel them.  Liz told me that there is a chance that if this doesn’t work, they would have to send me home and come back when real labor began.  The though petrified me.  She inserted the first dose of Cytotec (yes yes I know it is controversial to use for induction – I did my research but this was the path that Liz and I decided upon) around 7:30 am and I was told to lay down and sit still then I was to pace the hallways and get my labor moving.  At 10:30ish I was checked again and was 100% thinned out, 2 cm, softened and forward cervix!  Yahoo! I got the second dose of Cytotec and again told to lay down for a while and continue power walking the halls to progress labor.  I continued to progress slowly and around 2 pm Liz came in I was 3 cm and she then broke my water…that moved things quickly.  I was no longer smiling, talking, or laughing the contractions were coming fast and were painful.  The anesthesiologist was paged and he put in the first step of the two step epidural.  It was pretty instantanous and life was good again.  Here is a picture of me after it took effect…

Eric and I walked a little bit more, and I was told to let Liz and Nylene know when I was feeling pain or pressure again because the second part of the epidural takes about 20 minutes to take effect.  We got about 3 laps in before I told Eric that I was feeling some pressure, he told me to tell Liz, to which I replied – “I don’t want to be a whiner” Eric’s response – “Ahhh, news flash you’re having a baby you’re not a whiner”  He told Liz when we passed her in the hall and she said she’d check me, low and behold I was 9 cm and we were almost ready to push, and I still needed the next part of the epidural.  I was given the second epidural and bed ridden, and at 4:14 began pushing, at 4:18 the epidural kicked in, and at 4:20 pm, our baby girl was born.  She was a screamer at 8 lbs 15 oz and 21.5″ long.  She was placed on my chest and was 1 of the 2 most perfect people in the whole wide world.

We were totally in LOVE with her the instant we met her.  Every thought, fear, flutter, worry, doubt, everything went away and God filled my heart with unwavering love for this tiny (okay well tiny compared to her brother) new life that we created!  My blessings overflowed, and all was good with the world.  She looked just like Tucker – chubby cheeks, little button nose, and had hair – even more than Tucker.  Liz and Nylene (her midwife student) fixed me all up down under and the rush of family entered into the room to meet Baby Girl Gitter (that was her name for another 5 hours).  Everyone oogled and snuggled her, took pictures and then the nurses checked her vitals again, she was running a temperature of 101, and then dropped to 97.4  they suggested that we do skin to skin for a while to help regulate her temperature, it worked, right from the start she just needed her mommy.  Later that night my sister and brother in law came to meet her.  We were discussing names, we liked Mollie – Kenzie – Lily – Annabelle – Abilene – Quinn…but NONE of those were her.  I thought she looked like a Leah and Eric thought she looked like a Lucy…so finally after a while of discussing we had common ground her name should start with an L.  I suggested Leighton – LeAnne and Matt both liked it and our general manager’s at the Sandals Resort we stayed at in January (do the math people 9 months before) was named Leighton (LAY-TON)…we thought it fit, BUT Eric was hesitant.  So, not annoying at all, I pointed out every 3 or so minutes that I like Leighton, I like Leighton, I like Leighton.  I grabbed the birth certificate form and the three of us all told Eric how much we liked Leighton, when he was on the phone, and he finally caved in and came to the right decision.  So our Mollie-Kenzie-Lily-Annabelle-Abilene-Quinn became Leighton Annette.  She was a great sleeper that first night, but the nurses kept waking us up to check on me and her and nurse every 2 hours.  We had a plethora of visitors that came and went in the 3 days we were in the hospital, we are so blessed with so many family and friends.  My friends Mel and Mandy stopped in and gave us some of the coolest gifts…Leighton was all the rage with the wand in her bassinet!  I love how the Buschke’s stayed with the yellow sunshine theme!!!

Tucker came up to the hospital…he would not pose for any pictures he was too busy pushing buttons, but did once acknowledge the Baby one time, then he was done.  That has pretty much been his approach – likes her when he likes her and doesn’t really care the other times.  My mom said that’s nice, I HAD to help with everything when my sister was born and it was hard to keep me away from LeAnne.  She’s right, I do have it good.  My life is good as a gitter my friends.

I’d like to introduce you to Leighton Annette Gitter, who has us all wrapped around her little fingers.  Thank you McManigal Photography for her beautiful pictures!

Dear Leighton,
 
Welcome to our family.  We are beyond thrilled to have finally met you.  I’ll be the first to admit that I wasn’t quite sure if God really knew what he was doing – could I handle 2 kids under 2, 2 in diapers, still working full time…yes I can – God doesn’t give us more than we can handle.  He knew exactly what he was doing when he gave us you.  I fell head over heels in love with the second they put you on my chest – even gooey and bloody you were still so beautiful, and I couldn’t wait to start this journey with you, my precious daughter.  You came into this family just at the right time, we all needed to see the physical face of God’s grace in you, after Auntie’s diagnosis…just like when I was born after Papa died, you my daughter, show us that life is a brutiful and fragile thing.  I know that getting to snuggle you in Auntie’s arms was the blessing that helped to take her mind off of life for just a few minutes…and she didn’t even have to change your diaper – boy life is good!  I stare at your little button nose, your full sweet lips, your big slate colored eyes (quickly turning brown like all the rest of ours), and smile knowing that our family is complete with you now.  I love you with everything I have, even though I didn’t know if I could love you and your brother both as much as you guys needed – God doesn’t give us a shortage in love.  Our new journey is just beginning, you’ll soon learn how good life as a gitter really is Leighton! 
 
mom




Pick a day, any day

8 10 2012

So here I am 39 weeks pregnant. I can’t believe how fast 39 weeks has gone…how much life has changed and how different everything is this time. At my 36 week appointment I was 1 cm dilated and 50% effaced, at 37 weeks still 1cm and 60%(ish Liz said) effaced. My midwife was out last week, so we opted to skip my appointment as things are looking good and I tested negative for Group Strep B this time. So today is 39 weeks on the dot and my appointment is anytime now. I wonder how much or if any progress has been made. Apparently when I make room in Hotel Uterus it’s quite comfy and an eviction notice must be given to the tenants.

This past Saturday we celebrated Eric’s Aunt & Uncle’s 50th wedding anniversary – it was such a spectacular family celebration – 50 years of marriage! Can you imagine being so lucky as to spend 50 years with the one you love? I hope Eric and I can celebrate 50 years – I hope we get to have a big celebration for Jim & Bunny’s and my parents 50th wedding celebration. I was sitting on the cabin step watching Tucker shake his white boy rhythm-less booty to the Singing Hennes’ (brought out of retirement for the celebration) remembering that this is where I was almost 2 years ago 9 days before my due date at LeAnne & Matt’s wedding shaking my groove thing trying to stomp out Tucker, and thinking “How in the world did I have so much energy being as pregnant as I am now?” I think the answer might have something to do with the cutest little 21 month old boy ever…but who really knows (:

A couple of weeks ago my family and I attended a funeral for one of the most wonderful men I’ve ever had the privilege of knowing. He was a great friend of the family, one of my dad’s best friends – their son is one of my brother’s best friends, and he and his wife have been at all our big celebrations from before I was born. His death was tragic and sudden, but his funeral made me want to live my life in joy so that when it’s my turn people talk about me the way they talked about him. A great life lived, cut much too short for each of us on earth, but a legacy of pure joy and love outlives the years he walked with us. At the wake I was talking to his daughter-in-law, (who is pregnant with a boy and we betrothed our bellies) and we gave her one of our Papa’s Cross Pins. I told her I’d send her the story via email.

In April of 1981 my Papa (mom’s dad) decided that he wanted his company to create a 6 foot bronze cross for their Church at his iron & wire works company. My Giea rolled her eyes thinking that there was no way it was going to be approved by council and the pastor…low and behold it was, and prototype was created – in the meantime my Papa was not feeling well and underwent a battery of different tests with inconclusive results, and was scheduled for surgery in August. The weekend before Papa’s surgery the prototype was hung and the spot approved by Papa – the service ended with “Lift High The Cross”. The cross was taken down that week and the construction of the actual cross was begun. The surgery was on August 25th and the doctors opened and closed him up, diagnosed him with late stage pancreatic cancer, and informed my family to “not chase rainbows.” 6 weeks later on Saturday October 10th, 1981 the bronze cross was hung. My Papa died on Sunday, October 11th, 1981. The funeral was held on Wednesday, October 13th, 1981 – exactly six weeks after he sat in church and made the decision that the cross was right. Some of the hymns at his funeral were, “In the Cross of Christ I Glory,” “Beneath the Cross of Jesus,” and the service ended with “LIFT HIGH THE CROSS.”

I was born just a few months after my Papa died, I never got to meet him…but you know what? I, my sister and my cousins have never felt like we didn’t know him, he’s been such a staple of our lives even in death. Together our family healed under this beautiful cross. My Giea says, “This cross is a beautiful symbol of life after death has become the logo for our family and our church and when visitors attend they get to share in the story of the CROSS. ” I think this is the week, 31 years later the Lord will make a full circle of life after death in our family. So I think she’s coming this week. If I had to pick a day any day I’d say Wednesday. I’m wearing my cross pin and just waiting. God’s will. Sadly I have no control, but that’s okay cause it’s Gods control that matters.

Fingers crossed she’ll be here soon. It’s our turn to go in for my 39 week check up.

Patty





My Yellow Labor of Love

4 09 2012

There just simply is something different about this pregnancy and the bond that I feel with this baby vs. carrying Tucker.  By 32 weeks Tucker’s nursery was ready, shelves were hung, clothes were washed, hospital bag was packed, and everything was ready to go and we concentrated on LeAnne & Matt’s wedding.  But this time, we’ve been so wrapped up in working with Tucker to get him ready for this life changing time, that I haven’t really stopped to really coddle this time with our growing girl.  It dawned on me this weekend, that I haven’t given her time with just the 2 of us – I haven’t felt connected the same because for the most part all of the preparations for her, Eric has done…they really have all been moving furniture and installing this or that, I’ve done a little bit of shopping but God only knows how this little girl will get spoiled rotten upon delivery.  There was so much hustle and bustle with my pregnancy with Tucker, baby showers and putting things together and hanging clothes etc., and it was just me, not me pregnant chasing a toddler around, I’m sure that’s it.

But this weekend was different, it was my labor of love for her.  To truly understand how much of a labor of love painting is for me, one must understand that I DO NOT do painting, and have NEVER found it to be something that I enjoy – thank goodness there are people out there who do, I’ve paid them to do it for us.  To be quite honest I try but am just not good at it, God gave me other talents that make me shine.  But I had a dream early in my pregnancy when Eric and I were discussing the ‘theme’ for her nursery, which was supposed to be Pirates – until 3 lines showed up on the Ultrasound!  We thought about jungle animals, we thought about princesses, we thought about owenge, but none of them inspired me, until I was deep in slumber and I woke up begging Eric for a sunshine nursery.  In my dream there was one wall with Yellow chevron stripes, and a huge 3d sun on the ceiling, and you just felt warm and happy when you were in there, rocking her back to sleep even in the middle of the night.

Finding the energy to do this was a daunting task, when I found out my due date I knew that it was going to be rough, Eric’s job requires long days at this time of the year, and I feel bad asking him to do things around the house after a 15 hour work day, and he gets upset and I get overwhelmed trying to move and lift things myself.  Not to mention that Tucker isn’t a docile kid, if he’s not strapped in a seat or sleeping he’s going 90 mph.  But this weekend my friend Mel came over and helped me make my dream a reality.

We made a few adjustments, and did straight lines rather than chevrons, and Eric and I found a 3d sun ceiling light at IKEA a couple weeks ago and it’s all coming together  amazingly!  Mel was my catalyst to get moving on it, she came over and helped me to straighten out my lines, which I swear were straight, but alas she was right and they looked more like a wavy horizon than straight lines.  I found a great article about painting straight lines on Knockdown and it worked pretty awesome – http://livingwithlindsay.com/2011/06/paint-perfect-stripes.html if I do say so myself…although I’m not too picky.  We left the paint on after 2 coats of Crayola Yellow to see how it would look in the sunlight, and boy was it different.  I got Tucker down for his nap and threw on my painters shirt and shorts and all by myself, I grabbed a paintbrush and began painting and the more I did the more I smiled, I stopped rubbed my belly and talked to her and told her about what I was doing, and how beautiful her room was going to be and how happy she made me.  For the first time, my labor of love translated into an outpouring of emotions for this little girl I love so much already.  The yellow is beautiful, although there are quite a few more projects that need to be done in there, it’s ready for the most part, we’re ready, I’m ready, and I can’t wait to meet her and introduce her to the outside world.  I love how yellow makes me feel, so warm, cozy, and enlightened – all by myself with my stripes of yellow and a dream coming true.  I’m such a lucky girl, blessed beyond belief – Thank You God for all you give to me, and help me to appreciate and always give thanks for everything.  Amen.

Dear Baby Girl,
 
This weekend was the first extended  time that was all about you, it was wonderful to concentrate on you and think about bringing you home and showing you your beautiful nursery that Daddy, Auntie Mel and I painted for you.  Your brother even helped out, he learns things so fast, but I can only imagine how fast you’ll learn things when you watch him.  I dream about the two of you playing and growing up and what our life will be like, and I can’t wait.  You are a Child of God and He has given me a great responsibility to bring you into this world, you need to stay put for a little while longer and grow big and strong like your brother, but don’t grow quite as big as he did (:
I love you so much, and I know that my heart is big enough to love you all and know that you, Tucker, and your dad are the centers of my universe.  Mind you, you all will take turns being my favorite, and Bogey have have that honor some days too, but I will love you everyday forever and ever.  Grow baby girl, and when the time is right we will welcome you with open arms and open hearts! 
mom




Pray Police

28 08 2012

Sometimes being a consistent mother pays off and sometimes it’s a real eye opener.  Tucker is at the age where he sees and hears everything, and you have no idea how much or what he is absorbing into that little spongey brain of his.  His newest thing is praying.  He’s diligent about it, and this momma couldn’t be more proud, I love when he recognizes and mimics the good things that Eric and I do with him.  (:

Every time we eat, if one of us doesn’t prompt the family prayer Tucker surely will, he looks at everyone and says “Paaay” and folds his hands – he sits with his hands folded and at the conclusion he says “Aaaamn”  It melts my heart every time.  This weekend we were at the grocery store and to keep him occupied, I got him a donut to eat while I shopped…and before he ate it we had to “Paay” and half way through we had to “Paaay” and when we were done we had to “Paaay” as proud as I am, 3 prayers for one donut  seemed a bit of an overkill.  We’ve transitioned him into a big boy bed, and when he doesn’t want to go down he asks me to “Paaay” more with him.  And when I get up, he says, “No no mama, paaay”  it’s hard to deny that cute little face, and it astonishes me that that he gets that this is something that is hard to deny him.  Such a smartie pants we have!

It made me think, what other things is he watching us do or say, Tucker isn’t a kid that sits for ANY length of time, and the TV is on a lot at our house with educational shows like Sesame Street, Super Why, and of course in prep for our trip Mickey Mouse Clubhouse…he’s never referred to water as water but always as agua – which I think he picked up on from Sesame Street – and that silly kid walks around sometimes bent forward at the hip with his fists at his sides and for the longest time I hadn’t a clue what he was doing, but one day the commercial came on and he started to Squeaka like Chica! Any parents recognize that commercial??!!

He’s just growing up so fast – I love watching him learn, I wonder how much will life change come on/around October 15th?  Can I indulge in her the way I do with Tucker in her first 20 months?  Will I be able to enjoy all of the other milestones that Tucker has coming as much as I do now?  Will he know that I still love him as much after the baby comes as I do now?  It’s crazy to think that in a few weeks give or take we’ll double the number of kids in our house – and we’re so not ready.

When I was 30 weeks pregnant with Tucker, the nursery was done, the clothes we had were washed, hung, and organized, everything had it’s place and everything that could be packed was packed for the hospital with a list of things on top of the bag to add when we had to dash.  (Although we didn’t have to dash I was induced) This time, what clothes and stuff I do have is hung, the room is half baby stuff, half our office that needs to be cleared out and moved into our room, I am still hmmm hwwwing about what I want to paint in there – and the clock is ticking away.  I hate taking my days off that I get to spend with Tucker to do chores to get ready for the baby – there is such little time left, but it has to get done…I know it does.  Am I the only mom that is concerned about things like this?  I’m not typically a foot dragger, but I can’t seem to find the umph to do what needs to be done right now, I’d rather play on the swings with Tucker and E.  Life better give my brain and body the 411 that she’s coming whether we’re ready or not!  Truth be told, I just can’t wait to see the plans God has for us and our family…Life Is Good, and we have so much to “Paaay” about and to give Thanks for.

Dear Tucker,
You’re still changing so much everyday!  I was talking with Katherine the other day about how old you’re looking, and she said she thinks you grow inches over the long weekends without her!  You’re becoming a little mimic of us and your cousins – and to watch you interact with other kids makes my heart leap.  You’re the most caring kid, you smile and wave at every person who walks past you and I want to slap the people who don’t wave back at you and yell HELLO???!!? did you not see the cutest kid in the entire world just wave at you??  But I can learn so much from you – you just let it roll off your shoulders and smile and wave at the next person, who’s day you made by blowing kisses and little toddler hand waves.  You’re so into praying these days, and I love that –  I was talking to Grandma yesterday, and was telling her how proud I am that you keep your dad and I in check and remind us to Give Thanks to God for all we have.  Those are the values I want you to remember, and our actions must be following suit with our words in that, and I am proud to be that kind of parent to you.  I pray for the upcoming transition for you and for your dad and I, I worry that life will change drastically for you and our special bond, but I promise that I will do everything in my power to still be the best mom I can be, and we will always say our goodnight and meal prayers together, that is such a special time for me.  I love you Tucker man – you’re just the very best boy in the whole entire world!
mom




Gitter Family Update – 22 weeks preggers and 18 months old!

14 06 2012

I can’t believe that I’m nearing the end of my 22nd week of pregnancy and that Tucker turned 18 months yesterday! It’s all gone by so quickly! I haven’t been very good about keeping up with all that is changing in our lives lately – for the 2 of you that read this but more importantly for me to remember exactly where we, The Gitters, were on June 14, 2012. So here it goes…

Tucker

Our little stinker pot is talking up a storm trying to keep up with his favorite girl in the world, his cousin E – who moved in 2 doors down a few months ago. E is almost three and honestly I don’t think he could love her anymore. Yesterday Jim told me that Tucker wouldn’t let her go through until she gave him a kiss. so, adorable! One of my pregnant epiphanies was creating a Step 2/Little Tikes playground in our backyard for the kids…it has come to life and a few weeks ago we added the Naturally Playful® Front Porch Playhouse by Step2 – I got a good price and free shipping, and I know the resale value on this stuff is great if kept in good condition. They LOVE it, it took a couple of times out in the yard, but they are so funny in there now. We have a little swing and slide set from Eric’s cousins, a see-saw, the Step2 Clubhouse Climber, a picnic table and umbrella, and of course some of Bogey’s toys. They’ve been having a blast between the Step 2 community and the kiddie pools, sprinklers and the water table they love to live outside!

He’s gotten crazy fast on his feet and is just a tank of a kid and will push you out of the way to get where he wants to be. We are working on manners, and waiting your turn – he’s not so good at those yet. We’ve been experimenting with potty training, which he responds well to, we offer and he says yes or no, with yes he races to the bathroom, and when he says no we just let it be. Before bath we sit on the Elmo seat and if he goes, great if not he’s still pretty little. He’s talking a ton – some of it is still pretty gibberish, but he speaks VERY well for an 18 month old boy. A married couple, and friends of mine from high school own their own photography business, McManigal Photography and have taken all of Tucker’s pictures since he was a newborn – Chris was out at my parents house this past week trying to capture Tucker at 18 months…well it was a challenge to say the least. He was constantly moving, didn’t want to stay anywhere, and wouldn’t laugh at my ridiculous singing and dancing (which I paid for with a very sore pelvis the next day!) . He never sits still anymore and keeps me on my feet – but I must say he and Eric looked SOOOOOOOOO handsome! their outfits were the only thing that turned out how I wanted, we will see if the pictures depicted what I saw in my head- thanks for the lil boy tie Auntie Melly! (:

Tucker has no idea what life has in store for him, we’re working on body parts and he knows mouth, nose, 1 eye 2 eyes, hair, ear, cheek, toes, and fingers. We’re learning belly and trying to explain that the baby is in my belly but he just doesn’t care, and when we’ve tried to get him to gently pat the baby he pounds on my belly like bongo drums. So we will have to try a new approach to the upcoming changes in his life. We have a babysitter who comes to the house on a regular basis now, and we couldn’t LOVE her more! She’s fantastic and Tucker adores her. He has no issues with me leaving in the morning when Katherine is there, he calls her Kath-Kath and he is sufficiently tired after a day with her. We count our blessing everyday for having found her.

Here’s a few recent pictures of Tucker – they are not as numerous as they once were…

Baby Girl Gitter:

She’s a growing girl! I had my first u/s a couple weeks ago, and got a call a couple days after from my midwife’s office suggesting that I do a follow up ultrasound because her femur bone is 20% of her head circumference. Apparently the normal range is 17%-19%, my midwife wasn’t too concerned but per the recommendation of the radiologist we made another appointment for 2 weeks later (tomorrow already!) to check again, I was told it could be a couple of factors – it could be that she’ll be tall, which over all she’s much bigger than Tucker at 20 weeks (Tucker was 49.8% and she is 68.9% but Tucker was born in the 98% weight and 99% height), that she was in a strange position and the measurement could have been off. I couldn’t help but google it, and I couldn’t find anything bad about that – and to be quite honest, it wouldn’t change how much we love her or that God chose us to be her parents, she’s ours as long as God will allow it. So tomorrow we’re going in to see her again on the U/S and watch her twist and turn. I have a serious baby bump going on now – I think looks bigger looking down than in the mirror, but I can still fit into all my heels and I’m not a swollen whale, yet. I am considering a maternity belt, this one sits in my back and causes crazy pain when she lies in a certain spot, and she’s a stubborn one to move, totally my girl! But we’re on the downside of the maternity hill, with less time left than we’ve put in – that’s a good feeling.

A few other milestones in our lives – after we got back from the Bahamas and we Photoshopped a few pictures for our memory book Eric, Matt, LeAnne and I decided to do weight watchers, then I found out I was pregnant and stopped paying the monthly dues but Eric, LeAnne, and Matt all downloaded an app called iTrackBites for $2.99 and have had AMAZING success with it. We no longer have to Photoshop their pictures – Eric is down almost 50 lbs and is the skinniest he’s ever been and LeAnne has lost close to 20 lbs and Matt has lost over 20 lbs! I’m so proud of the three of them, they look so great and are fitting into clothes they haven’t wore in years! At my last appointment with my Midwife, her and her nurse were ooogling over how great Eric looked, and I’m not gonna lie – I was annoyed when she asked how I’ll handle it when our weights criss-cross going in opposite directions, not her most nurturing moment – but I still LOVE her!

We’ve been busy busy keeping up with the great weather, doctors appointments, and Eric’s INSANE summer work schedule! We’re surviving and thriving – some days there is more love than others, but at the end of the day we give thanks to God for all that we have and all He’s done for us. Life is Good as a Gitter my friends!

Dear Tucker & Baby Girl Gitter,
We have been so busy and summer is just beginning! Tucker I LOVE where you are right now – you are so inquizitive about everything, and are starting to figure everything in life out, you’re a massive bundle of energy but for every ounce of GO you have in you, there is an equal amount of snuggles, love, and kisses. You light up our lives in a way that only you can…honestly, out of all the little boys in the whole wide world how did we end up getting the VERY best one?? I can’t wait to enjoy more summer with you at this stage. And baby girl – you need to take it a little bit easier on my body that you are currently residing in, your brother was a lazy fetus and I very much enjoyed that, although I am really loving that your dad can be more involved earlier and feel you squirming and doing martial arts in my belly! We will continue to work on not lying on the bottom of my tailbone, and getting to feel you grow in my belly. Be nice to your mommy – she’s too busy to stop and take a breather these days! The days are moving so fast and I’m making a vow to use the expensive camera that I HAD TO HAVE to capture more of our moments this summer! I love you both so very much, thank you for all the memories you’re giving me (:
mom