sully's new game

here is sully's new game:

variations of this game include sullivan giving me the utensils one by one, and sullivan carrying around several spoons like a bouquet of flowers. i was hoping he would start to enjoy putting them back into the container, but we haven't gotten that far yet. :)

day at the beach

for our outing today, we went to the beach. the conditions were not ideal; it was high tide and overcast. it sounded fun though, so i put sully in pants and a fleece jacket and we were off!

when we got there, i made sure to roll up sully's (and my) pant legs. nobody wants wet pants! i filled the front pocket up my hoodie with the camera, my phone and the car keys. with sullivan on my hip i headed to the sand. sully was squirmy and eager to check out all the fun stuff on the ground, so i put him down and dug into my pocket for the camera. i fiddled with it, trying to decide if the 'beach' setting would be better than 'kids and pets,' or maybe something different since it was so overcast? i looked up from the camera to see sullivan toddling like a little penguin towards the water. he was pretty far down the sand, and as i walked toward him the water came up the beach and swirled around his calves. he wavered a little and then...fell on his butt.

we had been out of the car for, literally 30 seconds.

i scooped him up just in time for the second wave of water to get me up to my calves. lovely!

i squeezed the extra water out of his pants and set him back down, pointing him away from the water. he quickly found some rocks to bang together. since he was having fun and didn't seem freezing, i thought we might as well stay for a little while.

he ended up having a lot of fun. i let him do whatever he wanted, even when that meant laying on his belly and scooting backward like an inchworm down the sand. he was pretty good about not putting sand in his mouth, so that was good. i'm hoping we're moving past the put-everything-in-my-mouth stage. he did try and gnaw on a rock, but since it wasn't a handful of sand i didn't mind.

here are some pictures and some video of our beach adventure:

sully was a sandy DISASTER when we got back to the car. i brought a change of clothes and the diaper bag, but i didn't have a towel, which really would have come in handy. he was also getting tired and kept trying to rub his eyes with his sandy paws. it took me at least 20 minutes to de-sand him in the parking lot, and he ended up going home in just a diaper in his carseat. we had a lot of fun though, so we will definitely be going back soon. i'll just be a little more prepared next time!

more walking

here's another quick video of sully walking. notice his shirt; isn't it weird??? i didn't realize it when i bought it, but that looks like a baby's skull, right?

now the real trouble begins

here is sully walking like a drunken sailor! he is getting better at it everyday. there is nothing better than seeing him walking towards me, arms in the air, squealing with delight.

the captain's chair

here is sullivan in his new car seat. He seems to really like facing forward, although, despite my expertly placed window screens we have run into problems when the sun is in his eyes. I can't get over how old he looks in this picture. He's such a little boy!

wow. WOW!

I am writing this post on october 5, even though i will not post it for several weeks.

when we got home from hollister a two weekends ago, i started to feel a little stuffy in my nose, but mostly my right nostril. it is ALWAYS that nostril. i don't know if it is allergies or what, but i go through this every year or so. my sinuses swell and my nose becomes simultaneously runny AND stuffy. it will be barely noticeable in the morning, but as the day progresses it gets worse and worse, until i dread going to bed and trying to fall asleep while i am getting the equivalent of a coffee swizzle stick's amount of air up my nose. ANYWAY, i thought it would clear up on its own, but it was being stubborn, and i was afraid it was going to turn into a full blown sinus infection. i was on the fence about going to the doctor until last wednesday, after i came inside from playing with sully in the backyard, i got crazy hives on my legs. they were huge and horribly itchy. i put my feet up, and they seemed to go away, until i woke up the next morning COVERED in blotchy red patches from the knee down. so i finally broke down and went to the doctor, who of course had no explanation for the hives, but prescribed me some sort of oral steriod and an antibiotic for my sinuses. as i was waiting at the pharmacy, i wandered the aisles and came to the 'family planning' section. i thought, you know what? i should probably take a pregnancy test just in case. i am suprised this thought occured to me at all. ryan and i certainly weren't trying to get pregnant. but it wasn't exactly an impossibility either, and i wanted to be sure before i started taking all these crazy drugs. i really thought it would be a formality, that i would pee on the stick, it would say 'not pregnant' and i would go on with the rest of my day as planned. and it almost turned out that way. the first line appeared right away, the line that says the test is working, the line that, when it appears alone, says you aren't pregnant. so i balanced the test on the trash can, finished my bathroom routine, and looked at it again.



i gasped and my heart started racing. the second line was faint, but it was there.



i stared at it in disbelief. my hands were shaking. can this be true? i started thinking about the test and how it might be wrong, but quickly dismissed that idea because a pregnancy test might give a false negative, but NEVER a false positive. i tried to calm down but i was really stunned and buzzing on adrenaline. ryan was home and amid all these thoughts i was trying to decide if i should tell him then, or wait and think of some creative way. i went to feed sullivan lunch and ryan came into the kitchen asking me about the wording for a voice mail he was trying to leave his new reps. he was talking to me, but i could not focus on what he was saying. so, when he asked me what i thought, i just blurted it out. i wish wish wish i would have had the forethought to have the camera nearby to be able to take a picture of the look on his face. it was complete shock, and then the side of his mouth curled up into a smile and he said, 'really?'



so that is the news. i'm pregnant, and by my calculations due in the beginning of june. i'm still kind of digesting it myself.