Year in Review

I always threaten to abandon this blog as I can't seem to do it on a regular basis, then someone tells me, "I keep checking your blog....".   Oh, all right........

I see we left you off with the sleep woes of our child. I would love to say they have all resolved. But alas, no. Shortly after that blog, we did embark in some serious sleep training that involved slowly moving further away from the bed each night until the one putting him to bed was eventually sitting out in the hall while he fell asleep. It was painful, but it worked. There were some long sessions sitting on that floor, but he eventually got the idea and we had to forbid anyone from falling asleep with him ever again, lest he fall back into that habit. So that part was fixed, but the middle of the night wake-ups crying for mama or just showing up at the side of my bed, sadly have not gone away like one book promised me, ("once you get the putting self to sleep issue solved, the midnight wake-ups will stop". Ha!). We had some nice stretches, and there are days he will sleep straight on through to 7, but I would say about 2/3 of the time I am either crashed in his bed or he is in ours by 5:00AM. And sometimes I sleep just fine and others, not so much. Such is life.  I don't have the energy to be very strict about it, and would rather just sleep no matter where it is or who it is with.  And besides, I do love cuddling with him!

Keith is almost a year into his new job.  He does like it and it is a nice fit for him, but the hours for him are relentless.  11 hour days minimum, 5 days a week.  Poor thing is tired all the time and has little energy for much else.  So needless to say, not much progress is being made on our house.  Although we have made some headway.  The crawlspace is now insulated and we had some ductless heat pumps installed, so we are hoping for a warmer winter (or at least one where we burn a bit less wood).  Lately, we've made a push outside.  Keith got a hold of some (a whole bunch) of old telephone poles and created this fence

and used some as corner posts for a garden fence.  We rented a backhoe and did some leveling of ground and moving of stuff.  We planted some grass seed in the front and are starting to work some of the dirt in hopes of having a garden come spring.  Most of this is done via a rented piece of equipment or lots of wheelbarrow loads.  As Keith says, "We need a tractor".

Not too bad so far...

And now.....a summary of the rest of the year (remember, no one is forcing you to read this!).

March:  Spent a lot of time and effort getting Cam a haircut.  At this point it would only be his second.  The first one was easy - he let me do it while watching TV, and it came out all right.  When I attempted the second, he went into hysterics and would not sit still - no level of bribery would work, and with me wielding sharp scissors, I didn't risk it.  I think I got two cuts in and he wouldn't have any more.  So we had a couple visits to my hairdresser that were fruitless, one visit that was followed by a trip to a park where someone mistook him for a girl!  Talk about rubbing it in!  We ended up going to a barber with his friend Max (who sat so quietly and politely by himself in the barber chair), where Cam sat still on my lap but was not happy about it.  The sucker afterwards almost made up for it.

Since then, we had one more forced session where he cried in Gramma's arms the whole time and then miraculously, last week he let me do it all by myself in our living room, not crying once.  You just never know what you're going to get with these kids.

April:  Cam and I took a trip up to Washington to visit Gramma and Grandpa.  We took the train both ways which proved to be a great way to travel with a toddler. 

Arriving in Tacoma

Milk on the train.

Fun with friends in GH

Throwing rocks in Puget Sound

Keith met us in Portland on the way back and we took Cam to the zoo for the first time.  He liked it indeed, but didn't go as crazy for the animals as we thought he would.   Cam has been doing little soccer classes (if you can really call it soccer) that he enjoys for the most part.  There are days he participates like a champ and days he wants no part of it.  When he realizes anyone is watching him is usually when he will stop participating and just want to watch.  He continues to be shy and really doesn't talk to anyone except for those most familiar to him.  And any new situation, he will want to be carried or demand a hug, "I need a hug mama.".  Cute at times, frustrating at times.

Look how happy he is to be in a team photo!

Sometimes he has actual soccer skills...

Sometimes he has other skills....pilates during soccer?  Sure, why not?

Somewhere in here I agreed like a fool to run a half marathon with my old college friends, so I lamely began training.  My training never consisted of more than a long run on Sunday and a short run (no more than 3 miles) on a weekday if I had someone here to watch Cam.

May:  Not much notable this month, except this cute little guy, Giacomo Giustina, Bea's brother was born!!

Borrowed photo - he's about 2 months in this pic.

June:  Somewhat successfully ran the Seattle Rock n Roll half marathon.  I had been having nice long training runs with the longest being 10 miles.  Not running fast, but not stopping, which equates to success for me.  So I felt moderately prepared.  The night before we had a lovely time reuniting with all our friends, but unfortunately that night I was hit with one of my worst episodes of insomnia since nursing school.  I'm not sure if I actually got any real sleep.  Regardless, I felt reasonably good and we were off to a successful start.  Our group of 8 quickly dispersed, with all of us running at our own pace and within the first mile I was running on my own. Things were great until about mile 3, I started to have some knee pain. I had been having trouble with my knee, but it never really hurt until after my runs, so my plan was to ignore it all and rest it up after all this nonsense was done. So now of course it starts to hurt while running on the day you least want it to happen!  I forged ahead, trying to ignore it, and frequently adjusting my knee straps in vain. By mile 8 or 9, I was having shooting pains all the way up my leg and into my hip and even felt a little unstable on the leg (like my leg might buckle), and with a great frustrated sigh, started to walk.  I was most pissed off because my lungs felt great and I just hated walking, knowing I could have easily ran the whole thing.  So I alternated running and walking, until I hit downtown Seattle where I just couldn't stand to walk in front of all those people.  So I just ran as fast as I could for the last mile and after crossing the finish line, could barely bear weight on that leg at all. But I did it, and would even be willing to do it again, if I could find a solution to the knee thing.  My time was officially 2:27:14.  It took several weeks and a new knee brace, but I can say now that my leg is back to baseline.

The gang at the end.  We all did it!

July:  Summer ticking along.  I think this is the month the sun finally came out. It was a long, wet, and cool spring that about drove us all to the brink.  Still no trips for us, a pretty homebound summer with limited vacation for Keith.

We did get our usual 4th of July camping trip at Smith River.  The weather cooperated and Cam truly enjoyed hanging around the campfire, sleeping in a tent and running around with his cousins.

At the end of the day, sitting around the fire.

Camden and the Newfie - he did this all on his own - not a forced shot.

We love Ashley!

Decided to try a crash course in potty training on a random weekend in late July.  Mom came down to help.  Up to this point we have had a potty out for him and we were constantly reading potty books which he was very interested in and he always would wake up dry in the morning.  So I figured he was ready, but there was one small obstacle:  he would not actually sit on the potty - with or without clothes.  So we tried a weekend where we just kept him naked or in underwear, hoping he would then want to sit down and go instead of get all wet. I can't say it was a success.  The only way to get any pee in the potty was if we caught him starting to pee and raced over with the potty and put it under him.  He would be kind of excited, but would never initiate it and bring himself to it.  And he would hold it forever.  One morning he woke up dry and didn't pee until 11:00 AM!  One time, I gave up waiting and we headed outside.  As he stood at the door waiting to go out, he says to me, "but it's OK to pee in the water".   I said, yes that's fine, but I'd rather you do it in the grass.  He marches out ahead of me, steps into his pool and pees.  So clearly he can control it, but for whatever reason will not do it on his potty.  When it came time that he obviously had to poo, he became very upset and distressed, so we called it all quits and put the diapers back on.

A couple weeks later at daycare, they asked me how potty training was going and how they'd like to see some progress so he can move up to the preschool class  He laid there quietly and surely listened to me explain my woes.  That day he sat for them on the toilet.  And that day at home he sat on his own potty. So, I got out the M and M's and bribed away.  He would get an M and M just for sitting on the darn thing.  One time, he said to me, "I want an M and....I want to sit on my potty". These kids know way too much!

So we carried on with potty time, but no real results.  Then one day, early in September, after having potty time in the morning, I left him naked and left the room.  Next thing I know, he comes around the corner, and says in a quiet voice, "I did it mama.  I peed in my potty."  And sure enough he did.  Just like that.  And it went very quickly from there and we haven't really used a diaper since.  He was rewarded with 3 M and M's for pee and 5 for poo initially, until I realized he was getting a shitload of M and M's each day.  I was able to talk him down to 2 and 3 without any trouble.  And when they were gone, they were gone, and he was OK with that too.

The funny thing about Cam and his potty is that he is very private.  He has always instructed me to leave the room while he is going (but I have to come back and look at it), so pottying at daycare has been a slower process.  They have to go in groups there, so we are still struggling with accidents while there, but he seems to take in all in stride as well and does not get upset by it.  The next challenge will be to get him to go in a public restroom - he is deathly afraid of those things.

August:  A busy month.  I went on my annual girls' hike early in the month.  It was another lovely hike.  This year we stayed up north and did a hike to Marmot Pass on the Olympic Peninsula.  As usual, fantastic views and even better company.  And some sore calves for the next three days!!

Breaking camp in the morning

Marmot Pass in the fog

Morning scramble

View of the Olympics from the very top

Lots of pretty wildflowers

Keith, Cam and I got away for one weekend at the coast,

Playing with sand

All pics are of Cam, so here is one of us!

Looking at the sea stars

Writing in the sand

Beach walk

....and a week of camping with my family in Eastern Oregon at Magone Lake in the Strawberry Mountains.  It as a nice, relaxed week of good weather and good company.  We had a lovely campsite overlooking the water, which was a perfect swimming lake.  We got away for an overnight hike without the kid and walked up to the top of Strawberry Mountain.  The only snafu we had was what was the first of many breakdowns/problems in my "new" Subaru. The clutch went out at the trailhead for our hike.  Between Keith, my dad and my brothers we were able to limp it back to the campsite.  There the problem was pretty confidently diagnosed, but no parts or mechanics to be found, so the day we left, we bombed home for 6 hours - only stopped once and Keith probably only used the clutch 5 or 6 times.  I had no idea you could drive/shift a car that well without pushing in the clutch.  We made it home and Keith finished the repairs.

Our campsite on the way over.  Where would we be without the hot wheels?

Breakfast at camp - not a bad site, and a great swimming lake.

Card tricks with Uncle Carl

Goofy family photo

Sleepover in Gramma and Papa's camper

Hiking

Top of Strawberry Mountain - 9,038 ft

Pretty valley along the trail

The other problems with my car?  Too many and too complicated to list.  It was one thing after another after the check engine light came on and about $2,000 and a lot of cursing later I think I'm finally done with repairs for a while (knock on wood).

Oh, and we got a cat.  Well, she found us.  We had been thinking about getting a cat and one day, here is this gorgeous Siamese on my back deck.  I gave her some food and she kept showing up and made her way further and further into our house and lives.  Eventually, I put an email out to the neighborhood to see if anyone had lost her, and sure enough, she belonged to a neighbor down the road.  She tried to take her back home, but Bobbie (as named by Camden), came right back.  So, by mutual agreement, she is ours now, but free to go back anytime she chooses.  Cam loves having her, but isn't always that nice to her.  And Bobbie isn't that young, so she only puts up with so much - just a couple surface scratches so far and lots of hissing.

"I have a cat mama!"

September:  Nothing notable here - this was the month the potty stuff really started to happen, so I think we laid low and it was also when we did most of our outdoor work as we needed to get it all done before the major rains started.  As I remember, September was actually a lovely and hot month - well deserved after our spring (or lack thereof).

October:  We talked about Halloween a lot and Cam was initially very excited to be a Rainbow fish, then a ladybug, then a tree.  We settled on a tree and I even sewed him a little shirt with leaves all over it.  When I showed it to him, he said, "Wow Mama!".  But he wanted nothing doing with putting it on.  I wasn't completely surprised, just hopeful.  Not even the promise of strangers dumping candy in a bag for him was enough to get a costume on my boy.  So instead of trick or treating, we went swimming.  We had the pool to ourselves and he had the best time ever.

November:  Camden turns 3!  He was in denial and wanting to push it off ("No....I'm still 2!  I thought I was still two!  For 5 more minutes!").  As most of you know, Cam is a quiet type.  Not one to strike up conversations with other kids at the playground, not one to even say hi to someone really for the first 5 minutes you are with him, and if Happy Birthday is about to be sung or is being sung, it is hide-behind-mama-cover-your-ears time. So when I asked Cam if he wanted to have a birthday party, he got a very worried look on his face and said "Noooooo!"  I thought about tricking him into one and having it at a gymnastics place or pizza place because what kid doesn't want a party?  But then I thought, my kid doesn't want a party.  And that is OK.  Why in the world should I force it on him, when it is HIS birthday?  So we didn't have a real party.  Just dinner and cake with family and a few presents scattered throughout the day.  And the Happy Birthday song was forbidden.  He loved it and now proudly says, "I'm three now mama!".

Fire truck cake was a hit.

Cousin Brandon - he really takes to the older cousins.

As I always say, he continues to fill us with wonder. His strong points are still his vocabulary and his letters/numbers.  We are pretty sure he can read a couple words.  For sure he can read his name, also stop, boo and moo.  I caught him once sounding out the word dad on his pajamas.  He also loves to say what sounds the letters make.  He will randomly tell me, "W says wuh like for watermelon".  It blows me away every time.  He likes to make words that rhyme.  A lot of times he just makes up words, but he picks a lot of real words too.  He says complicated things like, "I changed my mind.  I will do that later.  I didn't mean to do that.  First we will....then we will....., OK??".  Every sentence out of his mouth is long and filled with so many descriptive words.  And the memory on that child is frightening.  If I miss a word in a book, he calls me out on it, or if I miss a small part of the story I am telling him (we repeat a lot of the same stories), he freaks out until I correct myself.  And then we laugh at how silly I was for getting it wrong.  And on and on.

Happy boy

He remains timid on bikes, and anything physical that is new to him.  Like jumping into the foam pit at gymnastics.  He won't jump off the big boat yet, and I asked him about it today and he said, "I will jump off the boat when I am 16."  Well.  OK then.  Socially, with other kids he is getting better.  There is nothing cuter than watching him converse with his playmates.  The conversations are short, but man they are cute.

Max, one of his best buddies

And Bea, his other best buddy.

Hot wheels remain the toy of choice.  After a long day away at daycare, he will immediately walk in the door and sit down with his pile of cars and park them for about 30 minutes easy.  It is his way of recharging and calming down.  Unfortunately, a lot of the day I hear, "Mama, come play cars with me.  Play cars with me!  I thought you would play cars with me!!".   I can't tell you how many times I have parked a Hot Wheel.  He is recently becoming interested in playing games and doing puzzles, which is still very parent-intensive, but a nice change from the cars.

I shipped him off to Gig Harbor on the train with his Gramma Neena earlier this month.  We met her in Portland and the two of them rode the rest of the way north together on the train.  He was gone for four full days - the longest he has been away from us yet.  He did great and had a blast and barely even asked for us.  The quiet here was surreal, but a well needed break for us too.

Killing time in Portland.

And finally, as I write this, I can say that we have successfully hosted our first Thanksgiving.  We normally descend on Keith's parents house in Coos Bay, but this year, it was decided to do it here.  That means no beach walks, cliff walks or dune walks, which I did miss, but it was less stress on Keith's parents and less driving for the cousins.  Our house did well to fit everyone, and all seemed to enjoy themselves.  Lots of eating, game playing and lounging as usual.  It was a real challenge for Camden as he had to share his space and toys for four solid days with three other kids.  Not an easy task for him and he had his moments, but overall, I am very proud of him and I think he really bonded with his cousins.

We got almost everyone out on at least one outing up the Butte.  We had glorious weather and the kids made it all the way to the top on their own accord.

Cousins hiking - Cam insisted on taking this backpack.

Camden and Ashley "my favorite cousin" on top of the Butte

Our little family

This Sisters from the top of Spencer Butte

So proud of everyone for making it up - lots of fake hips in this crowd!

Happy holidays everyone. Hope you have a great one!

Holidays, Sleep and a New Year

The holidays whizzed by and here we are rushing in towards spring already (never mind the four inches of snow we just had).

Thanksgiving was the usual motley crew down in Coos Bay. Lots of cousins and kids and dogs. The weather did it's usual windy and rainy thing, but also gave us plenty of breaks for all the usual outings. No crabbing in a one-oared dingy in driving rains or scrambling for muscles down cliffs at low tide in the dark, but we had some nice beach walks, cliff walks, dune walks and took Cam to the Christmas light display which he loved.








Christmas was spent up in Gig Harbor. We spent a good, long week there, and Cam got some nice bonding time with both uncles on the Bauer side. The time up there was relaxing, with a little bit of everything. Eating, biking, walking, movie watching and Keith and I got away for a whole day and did an amazing snow shoe walk up on Mt Rainier.









Like Uncles, Like Nephew








During that visit up north, our son seems to have lost his ability to sleep. He used to be the easiest kid in the world to put to bed. Toss in crib, cover with blankets, kiss, turn off light, and in 5 minutes he would be sound asleep. The combination of the ever-lovin' "stuffy nose!", sleeping on the floor and being in a new and exciting place, putting him to bed at my parents' house turned into a nightly 2 hour marathon of screaming, horsing around, and reminding us that he had a stuffy nose and "I want a tissue, no I don't, I need a tissue!!! no, no no!".

We had some good laughs in all that time spent trying to put him to sleep as his little brain would get so wound up and confused, you just couldn't help chuckling. The best one went something like this:
After about an hour of on again, off again crying. Getting a tissue, not getting a tissue. Trying to reason, and ignoring, we finally both said to him, "Mama and Daddy are asleep now and we can't talk to you anymore". Camden promptly stood up, walked out of the room and announced to my brothers while standing at the top of the stairs, "Mama and Dada asleep." We were in hysterics. We finally came out and saw my brother Carl's distressed face as he really thought we were asleep and was trying to figure out what to do with this two year old at 10:00 at night. Ah well, I guess you had to be there.

When we got home, we had one night of normal sleep, then the fight started again, ending with Cam climbing/falling out of the crib. Since then, he has graduated to a big boy bed, but we also have entered a whole new phase of sleep struggles. In a nutshell, he can no longer fall asleep without someone there by his side (or at least within sight) at night and for naps, because if you don't sit there, he just climbs on out. If you play the 'put him back in bed a million times game' he just laughs harder each time you do it, which then makes me laugh, which gets us nowhere. On top of that, he has now been waking up in the middle of the night usually just once, but sometimes twice and immediately climbs out of bed and is at the side of my bed asking to "sleep with me". Usually I am so out of it or so lacking for sleep that I give in and either climb in bed with him or yard him in bed with me. We usually sleep OK for the rest of the night, but man have we set a bad precedence and created some bad habits.

On the one hand I fear we are setting him up for a lifetime of dysfunctional sleeping, on the other hand I love the snuggle time and know it won't last forever. This too shall pass. I hope.



Meanwhile the new year has brought many changes for us. Keith has accepted a new job as an operations manager with a local manufacturing company. It is really great news in that we were just getting by on my salary and his small construction jobs - we were able to maintain, but not improve this house at all. Now we will have the money to do more work on this house, but Keith now has no time to do it. Life is funny that way, isn't it? Time and money - very few of us can have both at our disposal. I suppose we can at least start hiring some work out. Keith is enjoying his job so far, but is working long hours which has been an adjustment for all of us. He is up at 5:30 and thus in bed about the time Cam goes to bed which is before I get home from work. So when I have a busy week, days will go by before I see Keith in the daylight and have a real conversation with him.

I suppose I shouldn't just complain about Camden. He continues to bring us joy on a daily basis. He is thoroughly enjoying his tumbling class - balance beams and jumping off of anything are his favorites. He memorizes books faster and faster. His latest favorites are 'One Fish Two Fish Red Fish Blue Fish' (he can practically recite the whole thing) and anything by Eric Carle. Recently, we had our first major snow here at this house and Cam "helped" build his first snowman.




Also, he has developed this weird tic in his right leg. For one short section of Mumford and Son's 'The Cave', he does this: