happy 3rd birthday regan

DSC_0356Oh my sweet Regan Ocean.  Even writing his name invokes an involuntary smile on my face.  This boy is one of a kind in the most intriguing ways.  I have not figured him out, not even close, and I love that.  He is simple and complex, loud and shy, calm and crazy…the most opposite of traits glued together to make up  my precious second born.

The Geegs, as he is affectionately known, has the most beautiful bright white smile I have ever seen.  I love walking into his room in the morning and being the first to receive his lit up face- and the first to get his deepest snuggles.  He might be turning three, but in many ways he’s still the baby.  He gobbles up Maya’s baby food and loves to be carried whenever someone is willing.  He still uses a binky to sleep and diapers to do his business.

I love the way he’s obsessed with shoes and chocolate…kinda like a teenage girl.  I love the way he loves his brother and sister- in such different ways, but so sweetly.  While he’s super independent, he does follow Josiah around often and mimics him in peculiar ways.  Jos can get him to repeat words endlessly and chase him whenever he wants.  But Regan and Maya are so precious to watch.  It took Regs a little time to warm up to his baby sister, but now their friendship is adorable.  He calls her sweetie and makes her giggle endlessly, and although he tends to assert his authority with strong no-no’s because he thinks he can…more often than not, I find them laughing together in a corner.

I love his incessant singing in the car, especially when he catches the exact inflection of the singer.  I love that he would choose his rain boots over anything and often sleeps with them on.  His “terrified” face makes us die laughing (don’t worry it shows itself when around giant stuffed bears and plastic lobsters…it’s not like we are truly scaring him).  I love the way he laughs- so full of life and infectious.  I love when he stares into my eyes so deeply I can’t imagine what he’s thinking and how tender his heart is right after he gets corrected.  It’s written all over his face…his every emotion.

I love Regan’s smooth skin, his perfect teeth with one chip in the front one.  I love how concentrated he gets when giving a thumbs up and how proud of himself he is after somersaults.  I love the way he has started warming up to people a little more now but also how I still get to be his safe zone.  I love his funny expressive words like Wampa for Grandpa, Puuyeah for Pool, and Watupoos for octopus and how he emphasizes certain syllables as if he’s Greek or something.  He’s so unique, so quirky, so absolutely hilarious.

Some days I can’t even handle the fact that he’s my son- how did I get so blessed?  He is such a precious little boy and I want to love him in all the ways he needs.  He is so clearly not his brother, and while I appreciate the differences- there are times I forget.  Reegs looks at me with such love and I can’t even describe how it makes me feel.  It is an honor to spend each day with such an incredible little human.

I love you forever my son.  Happy Birthday.

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the end of an era

It’s funny.  Since I was 5 years old and started school, I remember having to get up in the morning and be somewhere.  Through the age of 30, for the most part, I had to be up at a certain time and go to school or a job or something.  But then, one day, I became a mom.  At the age of 30, I stopped having to be somewhere at a certain time.  Sure, I had to be up and to be honest, it was much harder to get up on another human’s time table, but I never had to go anywhere if I didn’t want to. For the past four years, my life has looked relatively similar.

Being a stay at home mom is a gift for which I am super grateful.  And today as I looked at my calendar it hit me.  Josiah starts pre-k next Thursday and while it’s only two mornings a week, it means I must get all three kids up at out the door before 8am.  This isn’t optional anymore.  This isn’t based on whether it was a long night or whether I’m exhausted or someone needs to sleep in or anything…it’s mandatory.  School.

I’m really excited for Josiah to begin.  I know I’ll miss him and be sad but that the same time, it’s a fresh perspective on life for me- only juggling two kids for a few hours a week.  I’m excited for the possibilities…using the double stroller…shopping at Costco bc two kids can fit up front…easier playdates…some one on one time with Regan while Maya naps.

But what hit me today was that this is the beginning.  Next year, it’ll be FIVE days a week?!?  And forever and ever after that…….my life as a mom is about to drastically change.  For the past four years, I’ve been able to stay at home, in my pajamas, unshowered for as many days as I want.  I’ve lamented at times about how hard it’s been to transition into this job of motherhood.  But the loneliness has been one of the hardest parts.  Of course, I know that it’s partly my fault.  But it also comes with the territory of being a mom of three young kiddies.

So, as I look at the future- it seems bright.  I’m forced to be in contact with other people on a regular basis.  It’ll be good for me.  My oldest is going to spend time away from me.  It’ll be good for me (and him!).  I have to wake up with an alarm two days a week.  Dang.  It cracks me up that it was such a normal part of my life before kids came along.  I hate alarm clocks.  But I’m loving the thought of a new season.

I’m rambling so this is where I’ll stop.

currently…

going…on a date tonite. WOOHOO.  your classic dinner and a movie plus possibly buying a living room chair. heheh. normal right?

craving…cheese. goat cheese, feta, cheddar…all of it.

wearing…my hair in a new style- parted down the middle- yikes?! and messy. we’ll see if I can handle the change.

feeling…good, even though it’s the middle of august and for the first time in my life I do not want fall to come.

making…popsicle garland for regan’s birthday party which is quickly approaching. yesterday I got a bunch of inspiration, so my to-do list is a mile long for it now.

watching…regan jump around like a mad man.  And also watching the new HGTV series my big home renovation with the Hatmakers- I love Jen’s writing…and so far it’s very entertaining.

believing…for new beginnings and fresh starts coming soon.

not believing…that Josiah starts school in THREE weeks?!  Eek.

knowing…I have the best husband in the world.

missing…my sister dearest.  But I get to see you in less than 2 months!!!

it’s not just a backpack

I just ordered Josiah his first school backpack.  EEK.  I also just downloaded his first school supply list.  DOUBLE EEK.  I have written many supply lists for other students to complete, but never have I been on this side of things.  I get to take my little buddy to Target and buy dry erase markers and playdoh and tissues and even a pencil box?!?!  And then I get to label them!

I’m vasilating between pure excitement and sadness.  Josiah is gonna rock pre-k.  He will love every minute of it and want to go every single day, instead of just the two mornings a week he’s signed up to attend.  But it also means he won’t be with me two mornings a week.  So weird.

So, back to the backpack shopping.  I know for some moms this wouldn’t be a big deal at all and they would throw the latest cartoon character bag into their cart and keep right on going (which is awesome).  And I also know that Jos would probably love the latest cartoon character splashed all over his new school backpack, but I can’t bring myself to do it.  I want his backpack to be the right amount of casual and cool.  It’s funny that I’m admitting this to the internet, since it should be embarrassing to me, but it’s totally not.  And to tell you the truth, I have thought about this long and hard.  Do I go old school Jansport?  Or the classic kiddy Skiphop animal?  Or a surfer brand like Quiksilver or Volcom?

Yes.  I’m serious.  Stop rolling your eyes.

I did make a decision.  And GASP…I did it without Josiah’s help.  He will be sporting a sweet gray and black checkered quicksilver backpack to his very first school and he will love it- because I will present it with such flare and excitement that he will be overjoyed!  And…the kid is easy to please.

Just wait til I have to pick out a pencil box…

 

 

random #792

MY SISTER COMES IN 2 DAYS!

I think my DSLR is broken :(  Sad. day.  Especially since MY SISTER COMES IN 2 DAYS and she’s the master photographer.

I bought 4 tubs of Talenti Gelato for our friends we had over yesterday but they left before we had dessert.  Guess it’ll  be treats for a certain SISTER WHO COMES IN 2 days…and me.

I am procuring babysitters for adventures with MY SISTER WHO COMES IN 2 days since bart is leaving for a week.  Dinner out…breakfast out…antiquing and who knows what else?!

Last week I went to the beach TWO TIMES- sadly this is big for me this summer.  Last summer Krista would scoff at my excitement but heck, 8 month olds are tough at the beach.  Who knew?  Thankfully MY SISTER WHO COMES IN 2 days will come to the beach with me and that will make it much more enjoyable.

I made a major life decision today.  I threw out ALL our puzzles.  They are the kid puzzle kind…where every piece has a spot in the wood slabs…and it was my grand plan to do daily puzzle time.  Instead, all the pieces have been scattered to the ends of the earth everywhere in this house and Maya chews on them and it’s just not good.  So.  I collected every piece I could find and chucked them all.  NONE contain every piece anymore, so I couldn’t donate them anywhere but it felt so good to be done with them.

We got new speakers for our computer and they are sweet.  Now we can blast music throughout the whole house.  Downside is, I don’t hear Maya very quickly when she wakes up from her naps.  Oops.

Did I mention that last week, one of the beach trips I made was with JUST bart.  I decided it was time to experience the beach with no children…like the olden days.  Ohhhh it was glorious.  We went in the morning, armed with iced coffee, beach chairs and a book…well, bart had his surf board.  He surfed and I sat in the sunshine, quietly taking it all in.  I actually closed my eyes at one point- what a treat!!! And I read several chapters of a book…imagine that?  Yes, I watched Bart surf, or tried to watch, but it’s hard when all the wetsuit humans blend together.  3 hours of delicious alone time- followed by a delightful seafood lunch on the patio of a boat dock.

Did I mention MY SISTER IS COMING IN 2 DAYS?!?!

 

mymy

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I should know it’s bad when I go to look for photos of Maya and realize this one from over a month ago is cute enough.  I have lots of phone pics but that’s infinitely more difficult to get to this little blog…or so I pretend.

I should also be ashamed that I was planning on doing monthly blog posts about this amazing little girl when she arrived, and um…I can’t recall if I’ve done any.  So, this is HAPPY 8 MONTHS- which technically was last Friday but who is counting really.  This is the first child I’ve ever gotten their age off consistently- I can’t wait to be rid of this whole “month” thing.

I should admit that I just recorded her new tooth even though she got her first one last month…and since that first one, three more have shot through.  She’s probably the least tolerating of the whole process and tylenol has been our friend lately.  It’s so funny how you get used to a gummy smile and then teeth appear and you forget what a toothless grin looked like.  Every time.  It’s so cute though, why are tiny teeth adorable?

Speaking of her smile- out of all our babies, we’ve had to work the hardest for her  smile.  We joke that she won’t give it out simply because we smile at her…we really gotta earn it, except for when she wakes up from naps.  She doles out smiles and laughter really well then.  But it’s always worth it, no matter how long it takes- because her whole face lights up.  She has the most adorable dimples in the world and her eyes crinkle, her nose scrunches…precious, oh so precious.

Maya is a mover.  I’ve never had a baby start crawling at 6 months.  It’s insane and weird.  I’m a big fan of slow learners.  Ha.  The funny part is that she can crawl, pull up on anything, walk along stuff, climb stairs…but she can’t hold her bottle up to feed herself.  She LOVES to be moving and at this stage every single thing goes in her mouth.  Thankfully we’ve never gotten out of the baby/toddler stage so we don’t own small-enough-to-choke toys and I’ve just decided we won’t for awhile.  And I literally think I’m gonna turn around one day and see her walking across the room.  That girl is going places.

Her time in the jumperoo is definitely the most entertaining.  She loves to jump hard and swing around and laughs or yells most of the time.  It’s perched on a ledge so she misses the stair sometimes but just keeps going.  It’s hilarious.  She loves her brothers- they probably make her smile the most.  She is teaching Regan to share…something he hasn’t had to do much.  And in turn, Regan is taking advantage of someone to boss around.

I just love her chubby little thighs and sweet hands and beautiful dark skin…she is growing way too fast, but I am grateful for the gift of who she is to our family.  It just hit me the other day that we only have 4 months left of formula and I realized how fast this year has gone, even though it’s felt like the slowest year on the planet in other ways.

I bought her some pajamas last week that say “Read to Me” so I will be reminded that I should read her books.  Our only avid reader happens to be the one I read books to the most as a baby…Josiah.  I also bought her some fresh new bottles that are bright pink- she’s gotta be tired of all this blue and green. heheh.  And just recently I started playing Praise baby and Baby Signing time dvds for her- which she LOVES.  It is so funny tho- while Jos was always comatose as he watched, she is so different.  You can actually see her eyes follow every movement on the tv and if you say her name, she actually responds.  Is this the beginning of the differences between boys and girls?  Hmmm

I tried painting her nails for two seconds before I realized I have a hard time even cutting her nails, so why would I think polish would ever have a chance to dry on her sweet little fingers?  Silly me.  Baby girl swimsuits are still my favorite thing to buy- so. darn. cute.

I’ve started rambling.  Anyway, all that to say, we love you so much maya.  Josiah and I were discussing full names the other day and he listed off everyones…josiah henry farrell, regan ocean farrell, krista joy farrell, barton kevin farrell and when I asked what his sister’s was, without skipping a beat he replied: maya papaya farrell.

So, maya papaya farrell…you’re the best.

 

everything is awesome

The title is a reflection of the latest movie we watched- the LEGO one.  That song is so stuck in my head that I bust it out all the time.  It’s right up there with do you want to build a snowman.

Anyway, I thought it was time to offer a few awesome things I’ve been enjoying lately…

talenti

Seriously this gelato screams deliciousness and is sooooo smooth, I cannot even begin to describe the amazingness.  What’s funny is that we had a friend gushing about it a few weeks back and then not even a week later, our dinner guests brought it for dessert.  We have tried many flavors but our favorites are Caribbean Coconut and Sea Salt Caramel.

The Art of Arranging Flowers is not as good as my favorite book about flowers, but its really really good-  a cute entertaining heartfelt read.  And it’s not a how-to about flower arrangements, although I would read that too.

mod

I kinda took a break from nail polish for the past few months, mostly because having a baby around means I can rarely find enough time to put it on, let alone let it dry.  But, my obsession is revived a tad after finding the most beautiful fresh pink color I’ve ever seen.  It’s called OPI Mod About You.

rosa-yellow-wallpaper_2About a month ago, one of my favorite artists came out with a line of wallpaper.  I died.  I have a few ideas for small areas in my house that could use some lively statements- aka: wallpaper.  Bart cringed when I told him my idea, but honestly after seeing Rifle Paper Co’s wallpaper selection…how could I go wrong?  This one shown is my front runner- what do you think?

Chasing Life is a really good tv show I just found recently.  It’s on ABC Family and is based on the life of a 24 year old girl who just found out she has cancer.  It seems pretty real so far and super interesting, not to mention entertaining.

popcornA certain friend named Jill (darn you, just kidding) brought a bag of this to my house a few weeks ago, and I may have secretly eaten almost all of it myself.  It’s delicious, low calorie and pretty natural as far as I can tell.  Its just really really really good.  Go buy some today.  In fact, buy a few bags because they don’t fill the whole thing and if you have to share, well…let’s just say you’ll be sad.