Thursday, January 24, 2013

Two months

Look who turned two months old on Saturday!  Where has the time gone?  
 Benjamin doesn't get a lot of attention during the day, since his brother and sister always need something, but he doesn't seem to mind.  He likes to lie on a blanket and suck on his fist, or watch Jared and Eloise play.  He spends a good portion of the day like this:
 He sleeps like a champ strapped to me.  I can change his sister's diapers, wash dishes, do laundry, and do almost anything around the house without him waking up.

 I took Benjamin to a studio for some newborn portraits.  This is what he wore:
 He was good for the pictures, but Eloise screamed and cried every time the flash went off.

Benjamin has rolled over three times in his life, but not recently.  Now that he has discovered his fist, he usually is pretty happy to lie on his tummy.  He hardly even wiggles, and he often falls asleep.  Benjamin loves music, and will calm down whenever he hears any singing or instrumental music.  Jared loves to sing to him, which is very helpful if Benjamin is fussy and I can't pick him up right away.  
 The thrush that Benjamin has had since he was two weeks old has finally cleared up, since he got a new prescription at his doctor's appointment on Monday.  It is a relief to me to not have to coat his mouth with medicine four times a day anymore.
 At two months old, Benjamin weighs 11 lbs. 8.5 oz., putting him in the 65th percentile, and he is 22.5 inches tall/long (exactly the same as Jared at this age), putting him in the 45th percentile.  Benjamin is a sweet, quiet, comfortable little soul, and a joy to our family.

Sunday, January 20, 2013

Some Firsts

For a tiny little baby like Benjamin, almost everything is a first.  Last night, for example, was his first time sleeping for six consecutive hours (hurrah!).  For Jared and Eloise, firsts are getting more rare.  January 6 was Jared's first day in primary; our church's organization for children.  He was wildly excited to be a Sunbeam.  Here he is, all ready to go.  
 He was excited to be in primary until he was actually lining up with his class to go in.  Then he had second thoughts.  Primary turned out to be wonderful, of course.  Todd and I went in to watch him from the back of the room for a couple of minutes to see how he adjusted.  A member of the primary presidency asked the children, "What day is it today?"  Jared popped up and said, "It's fast Sunday!  But my daddy ate breakfast anyway because he is sick."  I can see that we are going to have to be careful what we tell that boy, if we don't want it repeated at church.

Todd was still sick on January 6.  He went to urgent care after church and came home with two new prescriptions to help him with his winter asthma.  He had a bad go of it for a while there, but he is breathing and sleeping normally again.

With all of the three year olds moving into Primary, Eloise is the only child left in her nursery class (for 18 months to 3 years).  I was worried that she would have a crisis with Jared leaving, but she doesn't seem to have noticed the absence of the other children.

As another first, on January 8, at the age of 20.5 months, Eloise got her first haircut.  Her hair was much longer in the back than in the front, and no matter how much I brushed it, it was impossible to keep it from looking like a rat's nest in the back the majority of the time.  
 And her curls stuck out about three inches over her ears.
 I debated taking her to a salon to get a professional cut, but I decided that Eloise would probably handle that very poorly.  She isn't a fan of strange adults.  If anyone is going to approach her head with pointy scissors, it should be me.  I watched a couple of tutorials on cutting baby hair on youtube, then turned on an Elmo video and hacked away.  Here are a couple of before pictures:

Here is the finished cut, still wet:
 Eloise was happy with it.  I think she was pretty relieved that her haircut did not involve noisy clippers, like Jared's haircuts.
Baby Patti-Pat was a good haircut companion.

Saturday, January 19, 2013

The Knights After Christmas

On December 28 I dropped Grandma Jill off at the airport for the next phase of her adventures.  I'm sure she was massively relieved to be on her way out of our house after our SEVEN doctor's visits during her time here.  In the same trip to the airport, I picked up Grandma and Grandpa Knight, who were anxious to meet their newest grandson.  
On Sunday, December 30, Benjamin was given a name and a blessing during our sacrament meeting.  After church, we took a family picture.  
Eloise was really ready for a nap.  This is how most of our pictures turn out.  
Later, when naps were over,  we tried again.  This time we started with Grandma and Grandpa, and little Benjamin Kent.  
Gma and Gpa with the next generation of Knights.
It turns out that tiredness has nothing to do with Eloise's lack of patience for picture taking.  
Jared lasted a little bit longer.
Eventually, though, everyone except Benjamin started to look a little weary of pictures.  
The kids had a great time playing with their grandparents.  Here Jared demonstrates supporting his baby's head while he gives it a "bottle."  Jared takes his responsibilities as a big brother very seriously.  
The temperature plummeted during their week here.  We took a walk down to see our neighborhood horses.  We usually stomp in puddles on the pitted dirt road next to the horses, but this time we broke a lot of puddle ice instead.
Jared and Eloise love this new bike trailer/stroller that was a baby gift from Todd's coworkers.  They like sitting together, as long as neither of them moves.
Grandma went out for a run one day and came home with a stack of coloring books.  Jared and Eloise got right to work, under Grandma's supervision.
Benjamin was circumcised on Thursday, January 3.  Here he is waiting for the doctor.  He handled the procedure manfully.
Benjamin was the man of the hour all week.
He enjoyed lots of cuddle time with his grandparents.  I enjoyed all of that time to get other things done.
Grandma even changes diapers.
Jared and Eloise really enjoyed bonding with Grandpa, his iPad, and his soda.  Jared discovered where Grandpa was keeping his coke in our colder-than-the-refrigerator kitchenette, and was VERY willing to bring Grandpa a new coke, whether he needed one or not.
Eloise adores her grandpa.  She talks about Grandpa all of the time, whether he is here or not.
Grandma and Grandpa Knight left for home on January 6, early in the morning.  Jared cried.
A week later, Eloise woke up from her nap and started to do her usual accounting for her family members.  "Jared aseep.  Daddy at Google.  Grampa aseep downstairs."  I guess she is in denial, or else she just misses her grandpa a lot.  We all miss Gma and Gpa Knight, and wish that they could have stayed longer.

Being Baby

Sometimes being the baby is way better than being big sister.
 Who needs all of that pressure and responsibility?

Christmas 2012

In the wee hours of Christmas morning, 2012, Jared came into my room and told me that he needed to use the potty.  I was awake anyway feeding Benjamin, so I sent him into the master bathroom.  All of a sudden, Jared was sitting on the toilet throwing up all over the rest of the bathroom.  I cleaned him up, gave him a drink of water, and sent him back to bed, hoping against hope that it was just the Christmas excitement upsetting his stomach.  Two hours later he was up again, throwing up.  Sure enough, par for the course of our December, Jared got a 24 hour stomach bug on Christmas day and spent most of the day throwing up.
In spite of his busy night, Jared was up at dawn, bubbling with Christmas excitement.  When he found his shiny red balance bike under the Christmas tree, he announced, "My new bike makes my tummy feel better!" and proceeded to cruise around the house.
 Daddy set up breakfast at this little table from Grandma and Grandpa Knight.  Jared didn't touch his food, but Eloise devoured hers.
 After breakfast, it was on to opening stockings.  The pile of toys and books grew. . .
 . . . and grew.
 Eloise got a play tunnel from Mom and Dad, which she pronounced "scary!" and refused to touch.  She was afraid of anything with a face, too.  That includes stuffed animals, puppets, and Jared's new slippers.
Jared got dog slippers from Mom and Dad.  I'm not sure he really understood that different gifts came from different people.  When he opened the slippers, he told me, "I got slippers for Christmas! Now you don't have to buy any slippers for me!"
Thanks, family and friends, for all of the wonderful and thoughtful gifts!
 Benjamin wasn't very interested in the Christmas goings on.  He spent his Christmas morning going from adult to adult doing this in varying attitudes:
 As soon as we were done opening presents, Jared started throwing up again.  He spent most of the day wrapped in blankets on one couch or another, watching movies and looking at books.  He developed a fever early in the day that persisted all day.  In the evening, he got a blessing, and by December 26, he was starting to feel better.
I made a Christmas turkey feast, which no one felt much like eating.  Maybe next year we will go someplace that isn't having cold and flu season for the month of December.  Maybe Australia.
A couple of days after Christmas, Todd dragged himself to urgent care, where he was diagnosed with pneumonia.
That is the sordid tale of our December, Christmas, Grandma Jill's visit, and our first month as a family of five.