Peace At Last

It isn't an unusual event in our house to have Jacob wake up in the wee hours of the morning, soaking wet. Wet PJ's, wet sheets, wet blankets. I've tried everything I can possibly think of to prevent this from happening, but for some reason Jacob is a very heavy wetter at night. Last night was quite a doozie. I heard wimpering and told Matt to listen for me because I may need some help. That was an understatement. Jacob was soaking wet and saying "All Done" over and over and over and over. I called for some assistance because there was NO WAY, I was going to be able to do this on my own. Matt changed the bed while I attempted to change and comfort the now hysterical child who was shivering, as I stripped him of his wet PJ's, and still saying "All Done". I brought Jacob into our bed and he refused to lie down with us. He literally just sat there sobbing, saying and signing (as if we didn't quite get it) "All Done". Finally, I just decided that enough was enough and I would attempt to settle him back into his own bed. We managed to locate all of the nookies (it is essential that Jacob have all 3 nookies, 1 to suck, and 1 for each hand), and this 9-month pregnant Mama, climbed into the twin bed with my little boy to attempt to get him back to sleep. After several songs, Jacob finally managed to calm down and fall back asleep. Leaving me with one arm asleep, a leg that was on the verge of cramping and a very full bladder being kicked by baby girl. Risky as it was, I managed to sneek out and climb back into my own bed to join my snoring husband. Peace At Last!

Mommy Love

Jacob loves his Mommy. He really does, I'm not just tooting my own horn here. He loves to be wherever I am (literally freaks out when I go upstairs to get dressed) and is very affectionate with me. He gives me lots of hugs and kisses. It's so great to have him share his affection with me. Sometimes though, it's too much! When we flew back from GA, Jacob started to lick me right on the mouth on the plane when we were surrounded by complete strangers. I don't know where he got the idea to lick me (Matt and I have hardly shared a hug in front of the kid). He now likes to lick the belly, although, recently he has said "yuck" after doing this. I think he's trying to butter me up before the arrival of his new sister. Honestly though, I love every squeeze and smooch from him. I just can't seem to get enough. I guess that's what being a Mom is all about...never getting enough of your kids.

Even the belly licks are ok!

Spring

Spring is here! BUT- we live in Maine, northern Maine that is. So Spring is quite a relative term around here. We don't have grass and tulips blooming, or even leaves on our trees yet, but it feels like Spring. When you have lived for several months in a row with the temperatures hitting -15, a day when the sun is shining and it's a balmy 48 out, it feels like Spring! We have had some days when the temp even went up to 52! But, then we also recently had a huge snow storm...18 inches of that white stuff fell from the sky and out house looked like we had been attacked by snow monsters. For Jacob, Spring means more driveway time and splashing in puddles. They don't call it "Mud Season" for nothing! For me, Spring means more laundry.

Here are a few pics of our 18 inches of snow!