Jesus must totally read my blog...

The night after I had my blog nervous breakdown (ha!), Gray totally slept through the night! All the way through! No wake ups AT ALL! It's a minor miracle!!! And last night, he did it again!! Fingers crossed, and I don't want to jinx it, but maybe we are finally seeing the light at the end of the long, horrid sleep deprivation tunnel! Hurray!!!!!

Although, now that he's sleeping, we can't blame this outfit on sleep deprivation:

All items chosen by G. himself. Pants NOT included.

ok, seriously?

It's only 9:45 pm and we have already been in Finley's bedroom THREE times because she is freaking out in there. OMG. She keeps flipping herself over and then either doesn't want to be on her stomach or wants to go another way or something but can't figure out how to fix the situation. It. Is. Horrific. No one is able to offer us any advice, so JC and I are like, bumbling our way through this period and it suuuuuuuuuuuuucks.

This is so totally why we are only having two kids. We are going to be up all night long. Just like we have been every night for the past 4 months. Seriously, I am not going to do it, but I get why all these moms like Paula Yates go psycho. It is close to impossible to sustain this level of (lack of) sleep.

Aaaargh. I miss my mom, I would love to know what she would do in this situation. Or at least, love her to come over and sit with miss fussbucket so we could get some rest!!! She totally would, too!
BABIES ARE CRAZY!

Update: It is now 10:45 and she is still up. JC and I finally caved and brought her downstairs. Now she's all smiles. But nowhere near sleeping. Somebody shoot me.

Update to the update: It's now 8 am. This was our night. Finley- up crying until 11:30. I have no idea why. I think she got overtired and just flipped out.
G- up at 12, wouldn't go back down until I lay down in his room with him.
F- up at 3:30
G-up at 3:45
Both kids up til 5
F- back up at 6
G-up at 7.

So, this is why we are insane. This happens every night. Last night we tried to let Finley fuss a little in her crib (for longer than we usually do) and she freaking flipped out for two hours, screaming. We have tried locking G's baby gate at night so he can't get out but then he starts screaming and wakes up Finley who also starts screaming and then I'm screaming and JC is screaming and the only one who isn't is Stella and that's because she hides in the basement. It is pure misery. All babies should be born already knowing how to sleep and with afull set of teeth.

Dolan's 2nd birthday

Last week we went to Dolan's, aka Big D's, 2nd bday party. We don't get to see Dolan enough, and he is growing up to be a hilarious, sweet, awesome little guy. There was a music lady at the party, and lots of cupcakes, but all of that paled in comparison to G's new obsession- the water fountain. I think G spent a good 45 minutes inspecting the water fountain. Sigh. The other 45 minutes he spent trying to sneak as many cupcakes as he could down his gullet. But he had a good time, and I think Dolan had a great time. Which is all that matters.

BTW we're coming up Dolan's one year anniversary of being cancer-free, WAHOO!!!!! YAY, big D!!!!!

G dove headfirst into the cupcakes.

Happy Birthday, Dolan! We're looking forward to celebrating many more with you, big guy!

F to the B to the B

Finley Barbara (aka Finners, Finn, Fats, Fat girl, Finnerkins, the Finnster, and Finners Winners Chicken Dinners) is, umm, thriving, to put it politely. She is definitely a healthy girl- she is rocking 12-18 month old clothing and her head is as big if not bigger than Graydon's. I think she may need a helmet to correct it but no one in our immediate family agrees with me so we are just going to watch and wait for now. If she ends up with a large flat head and no one wants to take her to prom I will definitely feel horrible but I am hoping this is just a phase and once she loses her baby fat and grows some hair she'll look better. JC's a much better parent than I, he thinks she looks perfect but I'm nothing if not a realist and let's face it, check below, the girl has quite the melon.

But... even with this (admittedly slight) imperfection, JC is right- she is totally awesome. Seriously, she is the smiley-est, nicest, most pleasant baby of all time. Every time she makes eye contact she smiles. If you play pattycake or peekaboo, you're normally rewarded with a string of giggles. And if Gray's anywhere nearby, forget it. She thinks he hung the moon and she will throw her headback and laugh uproariously at anything and everything he does. It's pretty great. It makes all the sleepless nights worth it.

Oh, what sleepless nights, you may ask? Surely the kids are sleeping through the night by now, right? Right? Um, WRONG! Not only are they not sleeping, they are not sleeping in a SPECTACULAR fashion. We are, no joke, up anywhere from 6 to 10 times EVERY SINGLE NIGHT. Finley usually wakes up for 2-3 feedings, plus 3-4 additional wakeups because she needs her pacifier. That's 5-7 just for Finn. And G, who should know better, has also been coming into our room just for kicks every night at least 3, sometimes 4 times a night. We are in total sleep deprivation Guam torture chamber hell. That's why I haven't been posting. I've been hovering on the brink of a total no-sleep induced nervous breakdown. The other night, I think JC actually cried. We are so desperate for sleep. I can't take it anymore. I am losing chunks of my memory and vocabulary. JC can't remember what clothes he wore to work the day before and we are pretty sure he wore the same outfit 3 days in a row last week. It is misery. I knew I was in trouble today when I was making eggs for Graydon's lunch and I was tempted to lay down on the kitchen floor and catch a catnap. I don't know how to make them sleep, nothing we are doing is working, and aaaaaaaargh. Help.

I have plenty more pics to post including some cute ones from Dolan's bday party and Gray's new tricycle but I am going to try and get an hour of sleep before one of the insomniacs wakes up and starts wailing. So here's my sweet girly girl from the past month. She's the best!

She now sits up by herself unassisted (for a few minutes before toppling), rolls over constantly, and army crawls across the room. Not bad for a 5.5 monther!

It's so weird, Gray looks alot like my father-in-law, Sean, but Finley doesn't really look like Gray, yet she is starting to look like Sean, too. I think Sean must have some extremely dominant genes!

Too cool for school

Just wanted to update a little about my main man, Mr. G-money honey. Graydon (or Gray, or G, or G.G.- for some reason Grady hasn't stuck as a nickname) is now 2 years old and chock full of feisty fun. He is, in turn, sweet, hilarious, and infuriating. At his two year well checkup he was 25 lbs, 11oz and 35 1/4 inches tall. Here's what the G-man is into these days:

LIKES

trucks, cars, and buses


trains! (CHOO CHOO!! is a pretty frequent refrain heard around these parts)


taking his clothes off


dance parties (loves Christina Aguilera and Chris Brown)


the movie Cars


the tv show Caillou (ugh- JC and I seriously loathe this cartoon, the central character is soooo whiny)


stella (he follows stella around nonstop and is always trying to lock her and himself in a room together, much to stella's chagrin)


milk! finally!


socializing (especially with BFF Casey)


snow

building forts

peeing in the shower

finley! when she cries, he gets so concerned. it's freaking adorable.

DISLIKES

naps


sleeping through the night


eating


riding long distances in the car


sharing (he has 3 phrases, one of which is " IT MINE!" the other two are "all wet" and, "I'm stuck")


speaking intelligibly (he has a pretty large vocabulary, you just can't understand most of what he says. even me.)


being told what to do.


reading


Can't wait until spring when we can get to the playground again! We are all climbing the walls.