Reflecting

I'm sitting here having my 2nd (daily) cup of coffee, thinking about how today is my last day of maternity leave.  The past 12 weeks have flown by.  There have been good days and bad days.  Marissa has blossomed in so many ways and Dylan is just giving us a small sneak peek into the little man that he is going to be.  I feel very blessed to have gotten this time with my little ones.  I'm blessed that we were able to save enough money to not have a hardship with me taking 6 weeks of unpaid maternity leave.  These are days that I will never get back and I'm glad that I can say I spent these precious days with no regrets.

Dylan will be 12 weeks old tomorrow.  He has the sweetest smile and I love hearing him talk to us.  He is quite the talker, but he favors me just a little (can we say momma's boy in the making?).  :-D  He coos and smiles when I talk to him.  While he talks to Danny too, he tends to talk a little more for me.  He hasn't really laughed much yet but when I change his clothes I always say "here comes the naked baby" and he gets the biggest smile on his face and lets out a little "heh" like he wants to start laughing.  It's the cutest thing ever!  I think he knows what's coming tomorrow because he has literally not let me put him down all day.  I hope he does good for the sitter, hopefully big sis will take care of him and make him not miss me too much.

 

Marissa has quite the personality these days.  Today I was feeding her lunch, mac and cheese with steamed spinach.  Yes, I was trying to trick her into eating her vegetables.  Did you know that she picked every last piece of spinach out and flung it to the floor?  When I told her we don't throw our food (after her sippy cup went flying) she started throwing a tantrum.  It was still 15 minutes until nap time so I asked her in my stern voice..."Do you want to go night-night?!"  That little stinker nodded her head yes and said "night-night?"  Ahh, so much for that tactic working.  I swear I don't know where she gets it from.  Must be the terrible two's a little early.  So we set off to search for Teddy (Ted-eee) and Minnie Mouse (Mi-mow) to go night-night.

This is a prime example of the above mentioned tantrums.  This was taken a few days ago...she was crying over something silly I'm sure and then she opened one eye just a little to make sure I was looking.  I don't know who she thinks she's kidding!

 

Tantrums, terrible two's, throwing food, kicking, screaming, tears and all....I still love her!