A boy and his hamster

Sometimes being a mom sucks! For example having to watch your child cry because their beloved hamster died. 

Late Thursday night I noticed Albert #2 had a tumor. (Albert #1 had a stroke and we were able to do the ol switcher roo and tell the 3 1/2 yr old Kristoffer Albee got a haircut). So when Mike got home Friday he explained Albert was sick and needed to go to the hospital. He also told Kristoffer that Albee may not make it. 

I took the hamster in to get out to sleep. Life spans on hamsters are 2-3 years and the common causes of death are stroke and tumors. Kristoffer had a couple break downs before I left. When I got home Kristoffer got all excited cause he thought Albert got saved. I told him Albert was too sick and died. 

After we explained to him again what happened Mike took Kristoffer to the backyard to burry him. He was good up until they had to cover up the hamster then he lost it again. He kept saying "I want Albee to get better" and "I want him". 

I didn't want to get another hamster but it made Kristoffer feel better. So meet Ziggy. 

Baby factory......closed!

Today I had my 2 week post op appointment from getting my tubal ligation surgery. My appointment went well. I was cleared to do yoga again and walk the dogs but not to do any intensive workouts until Erik starts sleeping through the night. She doesn't want me fatigued. At first she said no yoga but thought for a minute and said I could. She told me not to rush back into exercise. 

I did have 2nd thoughts about going through with the surgery the weekend before. But after a lot of thinking we decided to go through with it for our sanity. Plus if we are meant to have 3 kids I will be that 1% or the opportunity to adopt will be presented to us. We also agreed that if we do change our mines way down the road we could adopt.

In 5 years I can go back to school and get a job I love. Still need to figure out what I want to do but I have some time. We are happy with our 2 boys.

 

Erik 2 months!

Today Erik had his 2 month check up and shots. He weighs 11lbs 7 oz (27%ile) and his 23 1/4 inches (46%ile)! He is starting to sleep more at night, smiling more and cooing. Kristoffer loves his brother. Kristoffer likes to turn the music on on Erik's swing, give him his binkie and talk to him.

Having fun at the park

One day last week there was time after I picked Kristoffer up at Pre-K to go to the park before my doctors appointment. So we went to Dutch Bros got us a treat then off to the park we went.

"Mommy look!"

He loves gymnastics

Just hanging out

Silly boy

checking on brother

Erik 1 moth!

Brothers

I dare someone to try and take him with Cocoa around

Similarities between the boys

I've noticed a few similarities between both boys.

- I lost all of the baby weight but 8lbs by the time they were a week old.

- They each have a part of my birth weight. I was 8lbs 13oz. Kristoffer was 8lbs 8oz and Erik was 7lbs 13oz.

- They both have the same 2 webbed toes. (The 2 next to the big toe)

- They both have 2 middle names.

- They were both born on a Wednesday.

- They both were born during the 38th week of my pregnancy. 

- They were both about 9 hours of labor. 

- I had an episiotomy with both. (The one with Kristoffer was more severe 4th degree, Erik was only a 2nd)

- I had pitocin with both boys. (My body doesn't want to contract without it)

- My water had to be broken by the OB/GYN I had each time. 

- I nursed great for the first 2 weeks then my milk supply plummeted. (I was able to pump enough extra that Erik will get it just a little bit longer)

- They both are momma boys. 

Finally they both have me wrapped around their pinkies :)

Some of my favorite quotes

"One day she finally grasped the unexpected things were always going to happen in life. And with that she realized the only control she had was how she chose to handle them. So, she made the decision to survive using courage, humor and grace. She was the Queen of her own life and the choice was hers."

"You may feel like you can't handle all of this. But you can. You'll pull up the bootstraps of motherhood and you'll keep going. And you will not be perfect. But you will be the best you can be. And that you, that mother, will make mistakes, but will give yourself grace and will learn and move on and fight for your kids."

I had this tattooed on me