Why is it that babies love to see themselves in mirrors? Who knows? ...all we know is that it is so cute!
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Cat Naps
It seems that the kitties have done a good job of teaching Rebekah how to take cat naps. Here are some of our favorite pictures.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Love is all I need...and maybe a clean diaper
One of our favorite scenes from the movie "The Jerk" is when Navin (Steve Martin) is leaving Marie (Bernadette Peters) and he goes through the list of things he needs:
"Well I'm gonna go then. And I don't need any of this. I don't need this stuff, and I don't need you. I don't need anything except this. And that's it and that's the only thing I need, is this. I don't need this or this. Just this ashtray. And this paddle game, the ashtray and the paddle game and that's all I need. And this remote control. The ashtray, the paddle game, and the remote control, and that's all I need. And these matches. The ashtray, and these matches, and the remote control and the paddle ball. And this lamp. The ashtray, this paddle game and the remote control and the lamp and that's all I need. And that's all I need too. I don't need one other thing, not one - I need this. The paddle game, and the chair, and the remote control, and the matches, for sure. And this. And that's all I need. The ashtray, the remote control, the paddle game, this magazine and the chair."
One of our favorite outfits for Rebekah is a matching pants and onsie that reads, "love is all I need". But if Rebekah was in the movie she might feel differently. Her lines might read:
"Love is all I need and that's it. I don't need anything except love. And that's it and that's the only thing I need. I don't need this or this. Love is all I need. And my bottle. Love and my bottle and that's all I need. And this blankie. Love, my bottle, and this blankie and that's all I need. And this pacifier. Love, my bottle, this blankie, and this pacifier. And Marcus. Love, my bottle, this blankie, this pacifier, and Marcus and that's all I need. I don't need one other thing, not one. Oh, except maybe a clean diaper."
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Pat the Bunny...I mean the Kitty
It is no wonder that Marcus loves Rebekah so much. The other night Mark was holding both Marcus and Bekah. I looked over and saw Rebekah's hand lightly touching and caressing Marcus. It was amazing to watch! She must have been intrigued at the feel of soft fur. Here are the pictures I took:
TWINS!
So far we've been blogging about Baby Bekah. But did you know we have another baby? Baby Marcus! He thinks he is Bekah's twin. Here are some photos of them together (Note: we did NOT stage any of these photos. Marcus got wherever he is on his own!):
Saturday, March 21, 2009
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times
In my last post I mentioned that most days are flying by. This is certainly true of the weekends when we are all together. Other than looking forward to church on Sunday’s, I am starting to dread that day because it means Mark has to go back to work on Monday. I wish we could press the pause button and let time stand still...except when baby Bekah is crying of course. And yes, baby Bekah has found her voice!
Rebekah turned 8 weeks old last Monday (3/16). There were many “firsts” on that day. The best was her first “official” smile. The worst was her first bout of colic. Quoting Dickens, “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times”.
It was the best of times: FIRST “OFFICIAL” SMILE - Rebekah was being a bit fussy on Monday so I spent a lot of time holding her and comforting her. I was playing phone tag with a potential new client and obviously could not answer the phone when Rebekah was being fussy. At one point Rebekah actually fell asleep so I laid her on a sleeping pad right next to me in my office. Then the phone rang. It was the potential new client. I looked at Rebekah and she looked so content in her deep sleep so I dared to answer the phone. Within 30 seconds Rebekah was awake and starting to fuss. I knew it would be safe to put her in her crib and walk away so that is what I did. Within a few minutes I was able to finish my phone call and then go back to Rebekah.
They say babies have different cries for different needs. Rebekah has a distinct cry when she is angry...for times when we are taking too long getting her bottle and such. When I returned to her after my phone call she was letting me have it with her angry cry. For some reason I felt I had to explain to her why I had to put her in her crib and walk away. (Yes, I was explaining myself to an 8-week old baby!) I leaned over the crib and looked her right in the eye and said, “Rebekah, I put you in your crib because you were starting to fuss while I was on an important phone call.” Just my talking to her got her attention and she stopped crying. She was looking at me very intently as if she understood what I was saying so I continued with my explanation. “When mommy is on a phone call she needs you to be quiet”, I continued. I can’t even remember my next sentence because it was in the middle of that sentence that Rebekah broke out this HUGE smile. Technically Rebekah has smiled in the past but those smiles were more involuntary...some say those “smiles” are due to gas. But this time it was such an obvious smile that I just laughed and laughed. This particular smile will be noted as her “official” first smile. Again, I wish my eyes could be a camera...BLINK-CLICK!
It was the worst of times: FIRST BOUT OF COLIC – Rebekah has been an incredibly content baby. Monday was a different story however. She began fussing around 1PM. From 1PM until 6PM I tried bouncing her, burping her, rocking her, etc. Mark took over at 6PM and tried much of the same. By 10:30PM we both felt defeated. Mark pulled out the Dr. Spock book and began to read about colic. The explanation seemed to fit perfectly for what was happening. Knowing that it was “just” colic and nothing we were doing wrong really helped. Since that first bout of colic we’re trying different things including keeping our sense of humor. I figured that this stage will pass so I should document it for memories sake. So here is Rebekah first at peace, then winding up, and finally....having a colic moment!
Rebekah turned 8 weeks old last Monday (3/16). There were many “firsts” on that day. The best was her first “official” smile. The worst was her first bout of colic. Quoting Dickens, “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times”.
It was the best of times: FIRST “OFFICIAL” SMILE - Rebekah was being a bit fussy on Monday so I spent a lot of time holding her and comforting her. I was playing phone tag with a potential new client and obviously could not answer the phone when Rebekah was being fussy. At one point Rebekah actually fell asleep so I laid her on a sleeping pad right next to me in my office. Then the phone rang. It was the potential new client. I looked at Rebekah and she looked so content in her deep sleep so I dared to answer the phone. Within 30 seconds Rebekah was awake and starting to fuss. I knew it would be safe to put her in her crib and walk away so that is what I did. Within a few minutes I was able to finish my phone call and then go back to Rebekah.
They say babies have different cries for different needs. Rebekah has a distinct cry when she is angry...for times when we are taking too long getting her bottle and such. When I returned to her after my phone call she was letting me have it with her angry cry. For some reason I felt I had to explain to her why I had to put her in her crib and walk away. (Yes, I was explaining myself to an 8-week old baby!) I leaned over the crib and looked her right in the eye and said, “Rebekah, I put you in your crib because you were starting to fuss while I was on an important phone call.” Just my talking to her got her attention and she stopped crying. She was looking at me very intently as if she understood what I was saying so I continued with my explanation. “When mommy is on a phone call she needs you to be quiet”, I continued. I can’t even remember my next sentence because it was in the middle of that sentence that Rebekah broke out this HUGE smile. Technically Rebekah has smiled in the past but those smiles were more involuntary...some say those “smiles” are due to gas. But this time it was such an obvious smile that I just laughed and laughed. This particular smile will be noted as her “official” first smile. Again, I wish my eyes could be a camera...BLINK-CLICK!
It was the worst of times: FIRST BOUT OF COLIC – Rebekah has been an incredibly content baby. Monday was a different story however. She began fussing around 1PM. From 1PM until 6PM I tried bouncing her, burping her, rocking her, etc. Mark took over at 6PM and tried much of the same. By 10:30PM we both felt defeated. Mark pulled out the Dr. Spock book and began to read about colic. The explanation seemed to fit perfectly for what was happening. Knowing that it was “just” colic and nothing we were doing wrong really helped. Since that first bout of colic we’re trying different things including keeping our sense of humor. I figured that this stage will pass so I should document it for memories sake. So here is Rebekah first at peace, then winding up, and finally....having a colic moment!
Friday, March 20, 2009
Time Flies!!
Oh gosh! Has it really been almost a month since our last post?! Where does the time go? Some days seem to go so slow...passing with the 15 minute intervals of the timer on the baby swing. But most days just fly by. There are so many times when I wish my eyes were a camera so that whenever I blink, a picture is taken. BLINK-CLICK! But alas, until someone comes up with that invention, I'll have to rely on the photos in my mind. But for you...here are 5 photos of some of the memories documented within the past month:
No more photos mom!
Doctor visit
My Raggedy Ann hat
Sweet Slumber
Kiss Kiss!
No more photos mom!
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