Thursday, March 25, 2010

And Time Goes On - 5 Months!

Time keeps passing way too quickly. Josh is already 5 months! This past month, he has started growing into his "bigger baby" personality and habits. I think Josh is starting to understand better what's going on around him and show his preferences.

His favorite things are his family. Mom and Dad and Owen all get great smiles, grins, and squeals of delight. He certainly knows us, and I think he now knows Nana, Papa, and Grandma very well (big thanks for all the grandparent help we've gotten this past month). Josh has had some "mommy moments," but for the most part is still pretty content with anyone that is speaking kindly and holding with loving arms.

This month, Josh has:

...discovered the mesmerizing power of the television...

... learned to balance in the sitting position for seconds at a time...

... tried and rejected rice cereal, and instead decided that he'd rather just nurse way more frequently than his mom would prefer...

... found his hands and is figuring out how to make them move the way he wants to. Right now, that means mostly directly into his mouth, resulting in red, wrinkled fingers and drool, drool, drool...

... smoothly transitioned to new reflux medication. He doesn't seem to be having the tummy discomfort, but the baby spit-up is frequent and plentiful...

... embraced the after dinner acrobatics. His skills so far involve slow backwards flips, light tosses, and superman moves...
...decided that sleeping long stretches at night is totally overrated. We were attributing the hourly wake-ups to Josh being sick last week, but now he is perfectly healthy and still making sure to get us out of bed 5-6-8 times a night. Mom and Dad are struggling with the sleep deprivation, but Josh is surviving just fine because he's managed to settle into a predictable napping routine. This month, we're moving the baby sleeper out of our room and praying that convinces Josh that sleeping is a virtue...

... continued to charm us day in and day out.

March Madness

As the Huskies continue their march through the tournament today, we have been sporting our purple and gold here in Duck/Beaver country. Go Dawgs!


As the Huskies

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Fweetheart

Owen love snuggling with Josh. In fact, he has been known to throw a tantrum if he doesn't get his baby snuggles in when Josh first wakes up. Josh, in turn, lights up with shear delight and often lets out a happy squeal when he sees Owen's grinning face.

The other morning, Josh was chilling on the bed while Owen got dressed. Owen then requested that I cover them both up with the blanket and I watched with delight as the two of them snuggled in their own little world for a few minutes.
Owen was whispering over and over, "You're my sweetie, sweetheart. Sweetheart Josh-a-roo. You're my big sweetie." Of course with Owen's inability to pronounce the "sw" combination, the whole thing sounded like, "You're my fweetie, fweetheart. Fweetheart Josh-a-roo." I can't imagine it would get much better than that.

Monday, March 22, 2010

I Ran



This is the year of the family fitness challenge - all of us Maxwells have chosen a fitness goal to accomplish in 2010. I'm running a half marathon, which has been one of my life goals for quite some time. It will be challenging to find the time to do the training, but I think it will be really good to have a goal to work for, so that I can't take the easy excuses to avoid getting back in shape.

I have been getting psyched up and prepared - researched the options and decided on a local race in October, bought new shoes for Valentine's Day, signed up for a running group in town, received new running clothes for my birthday and found a sports bra to fit the nursing body. I'm all set! Except for the RUNNING part. I haven't run AT ALL since before Owen was born. No wait, since before I was pregnant with Owen. So that means it's been 3+ years. That's intimidating.

But, you've gotta start somewhere, so on Sunday afternoon, we were getting ready to take the boys and dog for a walk and I decided to just put on my running shoes and take Hudson for a little jog. Gulp. It wasn't pretty, it wasn't fast, but it also wasn't as bad as I expected. I managed a 10-4-9 (minutes running-walking-running), and I can still move today. Decent start.

Though I did sustain my first running injury. Hudson took an abrupt stop to mark a bush and, in my blazing speed, my thumb had an unfortunate encounter with the dog leash. Let's hope this is the worst injury I sustain over the next 7 months of running...