Our Pumpkin Family

The tiny pumpkin we picked out just for Ana was already starting to shrivel and turn gray after only two days, so I decided she needed a new one. Luckily, someone left an extra pumpkin in our garage after the carving party the other day so I didn’t even have to venture out of the house for a new pumpkin.



Since I wasn’t hosting a party, I was able to spend a little more time making my daughter’s “first pumpkin” extra special.



Ana’s new pumpkin fit in nicely with the pumpkin version of ourselves; making us quite the cute “pumpkin family.”

A pumpkin for my pumpkin

On Sunday Simeon and I met up with a bunch of our friends and family at Lakeview Farms for my favorite fall activity: the corn maze and pumpkin patch!



After conquering the corn maze in about an hour, we all boarded the train and crossed the lake to search for the perfect pumpkin. This was Ana’s first pumpkin patch outing and you could see the excitement (and slight confusion) on her face. She wanted more than anything for us to set her down and let her climb among the pumpkins…



…but she settled for being released from the Baby Bjorn and propped up on a giant pumpkin for an adorable photo opp.



Once we selected our pumpkins (Ana even got her very own tiny one!) we boarded the “Pumpkin Harvest Express” train which brought us back to the farm. Then we all headed to my house to carve our pumpkins and enjoy some warm chili and corn bread.



We had a fabulous time and I am already excited to go back again next year! You can see all the pictures from the corn maze, pumpkin patch, and the carving party in the
Pumpkin Patch 2007 gallery. Enjoy!

A Letter: Ten Months

Dear Ana,
Today you turn ten months old. Double digits: WAHOO!



The big news of the last month is you officially became mobile. But more amazing than you actually crawling, was the fact that I was there to witness it. You see, I was worried you would crawl for the first time while your father and I were in Europe. You were so close to crawling before we left that in the days leading up to our departure I told your caregivers if you didn’t crawl before we left they were not allowed to set you down. Ever. Because I knew if they did, you would crawl and I would miss it. It was the scariest thing about leaving you behind. Sure, I knew I would miss you more than anything, but I also knew you were in loving, capable hands and you were going to have a great time. No, the scariest thing about leaving you was knowing that I could very well miss something you did for the first time. And you just don’t get another “first.”



Being the wonderfully considerate daughter that you are, you waited just under a week after we got back to crawl for the first time. I watched you lean down onto your hands and knees, getting stuck on your chubby right thigh, like you had done a thousand times before. Then you twisted just right to free your leg, rocked in place like you had done a hundred times before, but instead of rocking until you were tired, giving up and laying flat on your face, you actually moved your tiny hands and knees and crawled! You moved about a whole foot and a half, in the direction you intended before plopping down on your tummy. The funny thing was you stopped about six inches short of the toy you were crawling toward, laid on your tummy, and reached the rest of the way. Apparently you were unaware that you can actually crawl all the way over to things you want.



Just before you started crawling you started pulling yourself up to standing on furniture and “walking” around the room. You discovered there was a whole level of the room above the floor that you weren’t experiencing and this had to be changed. Oh my do you love to stand! Any moment not spent standing is a moment wasted. It is this very reason we were sure you were not going to crawl at all, but simply proceed straight to walking. As it turns out, there are some things you couldn’t get to from scooting along the furniture and that was the only reason you ever crawled–as a last resort.



Now that you are mobile, that is crawling and walking along the furniture, nothing is safe. You are into everything. And I mean everything. I cannot leave you for more than five seconds before you are off to discover something new. Most of your time is spend chasing the animals around the house, which can keep you quite busy because we have two cats and two dogs and more often than not as you are chasing after one you spot another and get distracted. It is a vicious, but quite entertaining, cycle.



Oh and we cannot forget about the climbing. You have discovered how to climb around in your crib. Just the other morning I walked in only to find you half way up the edge and practically over the side. Needless to say, we lowered your crib that night in an effort to slow down your escape. However, in the lower position the slats (or bars) are totally visible over the bumper and your once cozy little bed has now become a baby prison. You even peak through the bars with your big eyes and beg to be released. You are such a crafty little inmate.



Every day I am amazed at how quickly you are growing up. Not only in your mobility, but at meal time as well. You are such a good eater; trying all the different foods we give you, keeping your mess contained to your high chair, and only occasionally “sharing” with the dogs. Your daddy and I have been giving you more finger foods, or small bites of our dinner, and allowing you to self-feed. Nothing makes you happier than picking up a piece of food and feeding yourself. It is so fun to watch your eyes light up when I sprinkle tidbits of food in front of you and watch you go to town. More often than not you tend to gather up every speck of food I give you and pack them into your cheeks, chipmunk style, so I have to slowly ration your food. On the rare occasion you have a meal of purely pureed foods you spend the majority of the time peering over your highchair to see what we are eating and wondering why you don’t have the same thing.



Over the last month your development has been exponential and you have been learning or discovering something new every day. I simply cannot wait to see what you have in store for me next. I know this adventure we are on is only just getting started, Ana, but I want you to know there is no one I would rather share it with than you.



All my love,
Mama

Europe Wrap-Up

Whew. So Simeon and I made it back from Europe (obviously) last week and I am still reeling from the trip. I just barely got over my jet lag, finished all my many loads of laundry, and caught up with stuff around the house. I have been spending any and all spare minutes I come across hugging and playing with my baby, who I am never leaving ever again. Anyway, sorry it’s taken me so long to finish posting about our Europe trip. So here goes:


We spent our last day in Berlin at the Pergamon Museum, grabbed a final German meal then headed over to our hotel at the airport. We caught an early flight out of Berlin’s Tegel Airport and flew into London’s Heathrow Airport. We had a couple hours to kill before catching the “Chunnel” (the Channel Tunnel that runs under the English Channel) from London to Paris, so we met Sim’s friend Mark for lunch. Mark lives in England and works right in London so he took us to a great pub for a bite to eat before we caught the Underground to Waterloo Station and boarded our train.


Everyone we talked to about visiting Paris had said not to book our hotel room in advance, just to find an area we were comfortable and there were always rooms available. Not planning ahead is totally not our style, but we wanted to have fun and be flexible. It was just our luck that the one time we didn’t reserve a room, Paris would be hosting the Rugby World Cup and hotels were totally booked. After walking around from hotel to hotel for what seemed like days (but was only a couple hours), we finally sat down in a restaurant and started calling every hotel we could find until we found a room. Luckily, a hotel a few blocks from the restaurant just had a cancellation so we rushed over to grab the room. It was small, but quaint, and we were just so happy to have a room. And we were in Paris! While we were going from one hotel to the next, we did find one that had a room for the rest of the nights we were there so as soon as we got checked in to our room we called and reserved the room. Boy did that take a lot of stress out of the rest of our stay! Apparently we don’t do “spontaneous” very well.


The rest of our time in Paris was packed full to the brim. We got more than our fill of art at the Musee d’ Orsay (highlights were Monet, Van Gough, and Renoire) and the Louve (Mona Lisa, Venus de Milo), walked along the Seine River, toured the Catacombs, enjoyed gelato while walking through the Luxembourg Gardens, took a walking tour of Paris, saw Napoleon’s tomb and enjoyed the view of the city at sunset from the top of the Arc de Triomphe. Oh and all the fabulous food! Although the menus were quite intimidating and hard to translate with our pocket dictionaries, we were never disappointed! The pastries, baguettes, and espresso alone made the trip totally worth it.


Then we got up early the next day to take the Chunnel back to London. We met up with Mark once again and he graciously gave us the “local’s tour” of London. Being the giant Harry Potter fan that I am, no trip to London would be complete with out a stop at Platform 9 & 3/4. We visited Platform 4, where they filmed the movie, but they even have a little Platform 9 & 3/4 set up complete with a trolley half-way through the wall. It was fabulous. We also walked through Trafalgar Square, took a boat ride down (maybe it was up?) the River Thames, among other things and finally grabbed a gourmet burger and a couple pints for dinner.


The next morning Sim and I decided we were done walking and took a double-decker tour bus around the city. We saw the London Bridge, Tower of London, Paul’s Cathedral, Big Ben, Hyde Park, Westminster Abbey, and a million other things I will never remember. Then we had a fabulous Italian lunch before touring Buckingham Palace. It was actually perfect timing because there was a special exhibit celebrating the Queen’s 60th wedding anniversary, displaying her wedding gown and tiara, gifts they received, etc. We weren’t allowed to take any pictures inside the palace, so that was a little disappointing. On our final evening in London we went to the Apollo Victoria Theatre and watched the musical Wicked. It was wonderful to just sit and be entertained for a couple hours. The next morning we got up super early to start our almost 20 hour journey home.

The trip was exhausting, but totally worth it. You can see all the pictures on my Flickr page. It was easier to upload them to Flickr when we were abroad (when we actually had Internet, that is). We took just over a thousand pictures, and it took me this long to get them all uploaded there, so it may be awhile before I get them transferred to my own gallery. Some day, I promise!

Germany Part II

After my post yesterday Simeon and I walked across town to take an English walking tour of Berlin. Along the way we stopped to grab a soft pretzel and a hot dog from a friendly street vendor. Mmmmm (that’s German for Yummy). We arrived at the location where the tour was to meet and didn’t see anyone around. Simeon instantly panicked thinking he read the pamphlet wrong and we were to meet at 2:30pm instead of 3:00pm. As it turned out we were perfectly on time (the 2:30pm was the tour on the other side of the city) it was just a smaller group and we didn’t notice them among the crowds. The smaller group was preferable to me, as it brings a more individualized, intimate feel to the tour. Julie, our guide, was fabulous and had lovely anecdotes which made the tour very interesting and memorable.


The most entertaining thing about Berlin is while it looks like a grand old city, it is very new. So much of the city was destroyed during WWI and WWII and has been rebuild to look like the original structures. They even went so far as to copy the styles of architecture from other ancient cities to give it a more “old world” feel, which I believe they have accomplished. Since the Berlin Wall fell in 1989, a mere 19 years ago, the city has slowly been working to rebuild itself. Being an impoverished city, it has taken decades to repair the damages. Even as we walked the streets, we can see much of the buildings are under construction to repair the wounds inflicted decades ago.


I am not a big history buff, and can honestly say I had no real expectations of our stay in Berlin. But I have been so moved by the devastation and oppression the city has experienced and fought to conquer; WWI, the holocaust, WWII, the rise and fall of the Berlin Wall. While the majority of the buildings and monuments are very elaborate and decorative, I think the site that really impacted me the most on our tour would have to be one of the simplest: the monument in Bebelplatz Square. In the center of a cobblestone courtyard is a pane of glass. Below the glass is a lit library with rows and rows of empty book cases. It is to commemorate the scene of the Nazi bookburning in which 20,000 books written by Jewish authors were all destroyed. There is a plaque that reads “In the center of this place on 10 May 1933 National Socialist students burned work by hundreds of free writers journalists, philosophers, and scientists.” Perhaps more moving than the empty library is the quote by Heinrich Heine: “where books are burned, in the end people will burn.” If only Heinrich knew just how true that was.


But our tour was not all doom and gloom. A more humorous monument would have to be “The Pope’s Revenge.” The Fernsehturm, Berlin’s Television Tower, is a very noticeable monument that can be seen from much of the city. (In fact Simeon and I saw it from the air as we landed in Tegel airport–we thought it resembled a Christmas tree topper and kept referring to it as such.) When the sun shines on the Tower’s shiny “disco ball” the reflection creates a sort of cross. There was massive religious suppression as a result of the Communist governments atheist undertones which went so far as to ban all crosses. Though they have tried and tried, there is no stopping the reflective cross from appearing on sunny days, thus Berliners call the cross Rache des Papstes, or “The Pope’s Revenge.” You gotta love a religion with a sense of humor! I just never would have thought it would be the Catholics! (Just kidding….kinda.)


Anyway, we saw way more of the city than we ever imagined on our tour and as a result are taking it easy today. The weather has been quite drizzly and wet, so Simeon and I took the opportunity to sleep in and spend some time relaxing in cafes, drinking rich coffee, and enjoying German cuisine. It doesn’t get any better than that! Later today we may take advantage of our hotels fabulous spa before venturing back into the city again. I am determined to find me some Lederhosen…..

(Once again, all pictures are in my Flickr.)

Guten Tag aus Deutschland!

Or “Good morning from Germany! Simeon and I are having a fabulous time. We keep reminding ourselves we are on no one’s schedule but our own and just trying to enjoy our vacation. We arrived yesterday (after layovers in Chicago and London) and managed to find our way out of Tegel airport, caught a bus to the subway and found our hotel. We took much needed showers (after 22 hours of traveling it was quite necessary!). Normally when we stay in hotels we have two concerns: the shower and the bed. The bed was heavenly (literally. We are staying in the Westin and the have the “Heavenly” beds.) and the shower was amazing. Its one of those rain shower heads and Simeon and I have to practically force ourselves out of the shower otherwise all we would see in Berlin would be our hotel’s bathroom!


Then we wandered out to find dinner in an authentic German restaurant. Sim ventured out of his comfort zone and ordered a leg of rabbit served with pickled onions, cabbage and bread dumplings (or, as the menu read, “Zart geschmorte Kaninchenkeule mit Spitzkohl und Serviettenknodel”). I veered to the safe side and decided upon the grilled “Nurnberger” sausages with sauerkraut and mashed potatoes (Nurnberger Wurstchen mit Sauerkraut und Kartoffelpuree). Sim tried some beer while I enjoyed a wine that went straight to my head! We rounded out the dinner by sharing two desserts: A mousse of Berliner Weisse beer with chocolate crunch and raspberry sauce and luke-warm cream strudel with vanilla sauce, vanilla ice cream and cranberries (I will spare you the translation). Then we walked back to our hotel and went to bed at a very civilized 10pm (Berlin time- or 1pm our time).


We slept in this morning til 9:30am and only woke up then because the sun was streaming in our window. But I was officially woken up when I realized I was leaking and desperately needed to pump! (My body misses Ana as much as I do!) Then we got ready and went to this lovely little cafe and enjoyed a yummy pastry, a “Hawaiian” sandwich (it had ham and pineapple on it, thus the Hawaiian name) and some much needed espresso. So far we have really adjusted well to the time change and aren’t experiencing any jet lag which has been wonderful. I think the fact that we only manged to sleep for an hour or two on the planes really helped in that area! Then we wandered around for a couple hours checking out the beautiful buildings and marveling in the architecture.


We came back to the hotel to rest for a bit, check email and sunscreen up before we head out this afternoon. We have plans to take an English walking tour of the major sights of the city. We figured we should have someone telling us what things are and their historical significance rather than just admiring the beauty of the buildings. A little learning never hurt anyone, right? So I will post more pictures and document our adventures more later. I am uploading all my pictures of the trip to Flickr until I am back stateside and can upload them to my gallery, so check my Flickr for all the pictures!


Auf Wiedersehen! (Good bye!)

A Letter: Nine Months

Dear Ana,
You are nine months old today. Nine months. You have officially been outside of my body as long as you were inside. How weird is that?



But I have to say, while it was mighty convenient having you inside, it is so much better having you out here where I can play with you. Sure, when I was pregnant my hands were always free and I didn’t have to worry about you rolling off the edge of the bed, but now I get to watch your eyes light up when I hand you something for the first time or listen to you laugh as I tickle under your chin. It is moments like those that are some of the most pure and wonderful parts of being a parent.



In the last month you have recently shown an interest in moving. You use to be fine to just sit in one place until someone came along and moved you, but not any more. Now you want to GO. Unfortunately you don’t quite possess the skills to actually crawl just yet. When you lay on your back you can push with your feet and slowly move forward. When you are on your tummy you try to push with your hands but just end up going backwards. Oh man does this frustrate you! So you have taken to doing anything you can to get around the whole “crawling thing” and decided just to move your focus to standing. You try to pull yourself up on just about every vertical surface. You are particularly fond of climbing couches as well as your mama. The other day I had my hair in braids and you decided to grab one in each hand and pull yourself up. Quite resourceful if you ask me.



You work so hard all day trying to learn how to move around, you even do it in your sleep! When I come get you in the morning I never know what kind of tangled, twisted mess I will find you in. You are always facing the opposite direction from where I left you and, more often than not, have your head wedged into one of the corners of the crib! Yep, you are officially my little wiggle monster.



So I know you have noticed both your top teeth are really coming in, because you have taken to biting and chewing on just about anything you can get your hands on. But what you probably didn’t notice is just how far apart those teethies are. There is quite a gap in the middle! I have seen that very same gap on your Aunt Darcie. Over Labor Day we took you to visit your Auntie and showed her your pearly whites. She wants you to know she is very sorry you got her teeth. And that sometimes genetics can be a real bitch.



While you were cutting those new teeth you kept getting a runny nose and you discovered you could make noise with your nose. You starting snorting. Now when you get really excited you smile big, scrunch up your nose, and snort. It is the silliest, cutest thing ever and it never fails to make me laugh.



Speaking of super cute baby tricks, you have started waving. It was kind of an accident really. I was across the room from you trying to get you to say “hi” and I happened to wave while I was doing it. Then all of a sudden you waved back at me! I was so excited I ran across the room to hug you and you waved the entire time. Now you don’t always wave on command, and you sometimes spontaneously wave at the cats or the television, but we can always count on you to wave at the baby in the mirror. Every time you see your reflection you get so excited you can’t help but wave.



Oh my little cutie patootie. I just love you so much. I love getting to know the little person you are becoming. I love that you know when your Daddy is home and watch the top of the stairs to greet him but then get shy and hide at the last second. I love when your burrow your face into my neck. I love when you throw yourself backwards on my bed and squeal with glee. I love that you laugh every time I try to get you to say “Mama.” I love how much you are excited by animals. Even the ones that are stuffed or in books. I am not so crazy about the fact that you cry when I leave the room, but I LOVE the fact that you wiggle with glee when I come back. And just know that no matter what, I always will.



All my love,
Mama

Playing in the Sand

The weather was exceptionally beautiful over Labor Day weekend so Simeon and I decided to take a trip to Seaside. We visit the coast quite regularly, since both of our parents live out there, but this was the first time we have gone when the weather was nice enough to actually take Ana on to the beach.



We packed up a couple sand toys and headed down to play in the sand. While the day was pretty mild, the wind was blowing like crazy and within moments we were all covered in sand.



Lucky for Ana her Uncle Jesse wasn’t afraid to get dirty and he plopped right down in the sand to help Ana build her first sand castle. Rather than helping build the castle, Ana was much happier to pet it.



We kept our visit short because of the wind, but we made Ana’s first time at the beach a memory to treasure forever.



You can see all the pictures from our trip to the beach in the First Beach Visit gallery. Enjoy!

Embracing the Mess

I understand that being a parent can get really messy (literally as well as figuratively) from time to time. More often than not, those moments can be the most memorable. Today was one of those times. Since it was bath night, we decided to give Ana a banana in her Easy Feeder.



She had a fabulous time. Obviously. And as I watched her squishing the banana through her fingers and then rubbing it all over her face and clothes, I was amazed at the fact that I was actually smiling. I loved watching her make a mess, really enjoying the banana, and having a great time.



The sheer fact that I wasn’t hovering over her with a wet washcloth, cleaning up each drip or smear, amazed me. I was able to let Ana be a happy, messy kid without letting my neurosis get in the way. I am constantly amazed at the impact Ana has had on my ability to just let things go.



I added all the pictures from the banana adventure into the Ana Eight Months gallery. I have been really good lately about uploading pictures into the gallery so make sure you stop in from time to time and check them out!