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You’re a Boy!

You are a little boy! Hurray! Of course we would have been happy either way, boy or girl. But I can’t lie, when the ultrasound tech pointed out your little ding-a-ling and said the words “your baby boy,” my heart skipped a beat. It’s really amazing to think that there is still so much we don’t know about parenting. You are going to teach us all sorts of new things. It’s a whole new adventure. I get to learn to be a mother to a little boy! 🙂

Can you believe what a ham your big sister is? She totally amazes me. Hopefully, she’ll teach you a think or two as well – like how to pose for the camera at TWO years old! Even though she may not understand fully what is going on, she really does know you’re in there. She gives you hugs and kisses freely and frequently inquires about you, “Momma? Baby?” And you can see her excitement from the photos we took. She’s going to be an awesome big sister. You’re going to be one blessed little boy.

And Daddy would have been happy either way, but there was no mistaking the light in his eyes when he found out that he has a son, a namesake, a garage buddy, another dude to share manly things with. There is no denying he is super stoked too.

Today was a good day. We are all so, so excited that in just a few months, we will be adding another little person to our family of three.

This time I was right. I knew you were a boy. I felt it in my bones. It feels so awesome to say that I (that WE, Daddy and I) have a SON. We cannot wait to meet you, little man.

20 weeks down. 20 to go.

A Typical Day at 29 Months

My big girl, 29 months old. This month I want to remember…

  • You may not fully understand that the baby in Momma’s belly will actually come out at some point, but I’m fairly certain you understand that there is a baby inside. You give him or her kisses almost daily, most of the time without any prompting from me. You rub my belly and say “baby side” (inside) and then give him or her a big smack. It’s really sweet. And your affectionate nature, in general, continues to be one of the biggest blessings in my life. You love giving kisses and you give me many every day.
  • You randomly switched from calling us Momma and Dada to Mommy and Daddy. Not sure why. I always refer to myself as Momma. For about a week, you were exclusive. Now you’re using them interchangeably. The new titles are cute.
  • You are whiny, girl. I used to be really judgmental toward parents with whiny kids. You are teaching me that, despite my No-Tolerance policy, you will still try. It really has nothing to do with you thinking you can get what you want by whining. If anything, whining gets you the opposite result because I really can’t abide it at all. It’s still your go-to. All we can do is keep being consistent I suppose. Eventually, you will figure out that it’s not an effective means of communication.  I will say that I think some of it has to do with the fact that you maybe can’t speak everything that you want to, for lack of words. You’re smart and intuitive and you really look into people. I know there’s a lot going on in your mind that you can’t express yet and I’m sure that contributes. I’m sure that also contributes to the astounding number of “nos” we hear every day too.
  • You have discovered your love for back scratchies and you will demand them now for as long as we’ll give them too you. Stop and we get pleading, “Mo, mo, mo” (more).  🙂
  • You’re learning your letters. So far you know M, A, B, O, and I at least. Some of the time you can get a few others. And you love to repeat the alphabet after me, one at a time. I can understand maybe half of them. Good job, baby. You’ve come a long way.

You got your first salon haircut last month. I’ve cut your hair 4 or 5 times (just the back and your bangs, the sides won’t grow!). You try to hold still for me, but it’s really hard to do a good job. I figured you’d either be terrified and cry in that salon chair, or you’d take it really seriously and hold still. Luckily it was the latter scenario. I could tell you felt very grown up and you listened very attentively and did everything we asked you to do. Amazing, little girl. And you looked so pretty when it was all done.

Here’s a few of my favorite photos of you from this month. Playing in the park, being a princess, cuddling with Mickey when you were sick and feeling sad, reading contentedly in your crib one morning, your pretty little face. They all capture something that I want to remember about you.

We were 4 or 5 months late, but we finally got in to see your pediatrician for your 2 year physical. Momma had some crazy scheduling problems and your Doctor is one of the more popular Docs so we waited until we could get in to see him. You checked out perfectly. Healthy and happy and right on track. Even your verbal stuff, which was my only real question. The doctor basically told me to chill out, and you passed all the developmental milestones easily. Your body has caught up to your head a bit too. Your growth curve is right on track. Still petite, in the 27th percentile for height and weight.

I was so, so proud of you at this appointment. You have cried every doctor’s appointment we’ve gone too. As soon as we enter those little rooms you tend to freak out. This time I explained to you on the ride there where we were going, who we were seeing, what he was going to do (look in your eyes, ears, mouth, listen to your heart, etc). And although you were nervous, you totally pulled it together and trusted me. We brought along Snow White and I undressed her and got her ready for the doctor before I got you undressed and ready for the doctor. And I did my best to make the whole experience fun. Which, incredibly enough, it was. And Dr. Bruch played along too. You accidentally dropped Snow White when he first came in and he made sure to check her out before returning her to you. That pretty well won you over.

No tears at all, until the very end when unfortunately you had to get 1 shot. (And super unfortunately, they didn’t send us down to the lab to get it, so it was in the exam room. Boo. I like disassociating the doctor’s office from the ouies. Oh well!) And I did explain that to you too, before they did it. I told you about the little ouie you were going to get in your leg and your eyes welled up with tears and you stuck your lip out, but you didn’t resist. You held my hand and laid down and held still while the nurse stuck you. So proud. Such a brave girl.

And you did get your “num-a-nums” (candy) after your shot.

I’m sure there’s more. But it’s a start. Love you, big girl!

Special Report – Arizona Sunshine!

Things I want to remember about our girls’ weekend in Arizona with Mima…

  • Watching the sunset with you on the deck of the townhouse where we stayed the night we arrived.
  • Visiting beautiful Slide Rock State park just outside Sedona – the butterflies, collecting different grasses, you independently refusing help down the massive staircase (even though you kept tripping), Mima breaking (yes, literally) her toe on a rock in the cold water. 🙁 She’s sooo tough she still hiked all over Sedona and the Grand Canyon, and without a word of complaint.
  • Watching you successfully drink milk out of a glass glass every morning.
  • Yours (and Mima’s) first view of the Grand Canyon. Your first view, but your second visit. The last time Momma was there, you were in my tummy. The way you love to climb rocks, collect rocks and sticks and leaves. But you are scared of all bugs. I joke you are going to be a geologist or a botanist. You may follow in Daddy’s footsteps in the Natural Resource Science (Daddy’s major) department, but not much chance you’ll be an etymologist (Daddy’s minor). You do have a science gene from both your old folks though. So I’m not surprised by your love of nature.
  • Trying on every pair of shoes Mima brought, and to give you an idea how many that was, she brought a *shoe bag*. That’s your Mima. Apparently you’ve inherited that love (of shoes) from her. You would go downstairs to her room and put one one, climb up the stairs, show them off, climb back down the stairs and return with a different pair on.
  • The brush and fall down game you invented with Mima. You would make her sit on the couch, brush her hair for a couple of strokes and then fall down, insisting Mima fall down too on the opposite end of the couch. And then we’d all laugh hysterically. And do it all over again. Again and again. Not sure what the point was, but it sure was funny. 🙂
  • The super long ride home (with no DVD player because Mima’s Jeep’s power outlet went dead). You were good for about 3 hours, playing with your leap frog thingy which you have figured out how to use really well. (Although you got really frustrated when you accidentally put it in any mode other than the “Letters” mode… until you figured out that turning it off and back on resets it to to Letters. Proud of you for figuring that out. You were proud of yourself too!) The last couple hours were pretty torturous. You were done, done, done with being in the car and you were soooo tired and refused to sleep… until the last half hour of blissful silence when you just couldn’t fight it anymore. 🙂

Special Report – Seth’s Visit!

Gosh, I can’t believe it’s already been 3 weeks since they were here. I’m starting to forget the details so I better get something down. I’m positive when you read this as an adult you’ll know who these people are. They aren’t going to be people in photo albums of whom you have no recollection. How do I know that? Because Seth’s Momma and I have been friends for 30 years already. Even though we rarely see each other anymore, we’ll always be friends. Distance has never stopped us. I think it was a little surreal getting together for the first time after having our firsts kids – you, of course, and Seth.

I don’t have a lot of friends with kids your age right now, baby. You hang out with other kids, but they’re usually older than you and, therefore, usually defer to you. Putting 2 two-year-olds together is quite a different experience, and I wasn’t sure what to expect. I waited with bated breath to see how you handled this kid who you didn’t know coming in your home, into your playroom, and using your stuff. And I couldn’t have been more proud of you. You had the same giving, sweet spirit with him that we see in you all the time. And Seth did a really great job of coming into a new toy wonderland and coming to grips with the fact that they did not all belong to him. I think you grabbed things from each other maybe a couple of times the entire week, and it was always resolved quickly with minimal parental interaction. I think we’ve all done a pretty great job as parents, if I do say so myself. You are a couple of awesome kids.

We spent the first afternoon at home where you guys rocked out with Elmo, rode stick ponies, do-a-dotted, and I got to read bedtime stories to the two of you together. Such a sweet experience for me as a Mom and as a longtime friend of an awesome girl. Really feeling sentimental as I write this. It was really just so cool that they were willing to come out and visit us like this. I loved every minute of it. And so did you. Every time you see these photos you point and say “Ses, Ses, Ses” excitedly over and over again.

Anyway, days 2 and 3 we spent in Disneyland.

I think it’s where Seth fell a little bit in love with you. Can you blame him? In the happiest place on earth, with a super cute chick? This was when the hugging truly began. And there was a lot of it. A lot of spontaneous affection from your new friend. And you guys would hold onto each other for 5-10 seconds at a time. So sweet. 🙂 And you guys held hands with each other at our request, pretty much every time we asked. You guys held onto each other your whole Trazan’s Tree House experience, up and down the stairs, across the bridge. Seth was very protective of you during that little walk, and really patient with you when you took longer than him to go down those scary, steep stairs.  Let me tell you, Disneyland is such a different experience with little ones like you guys. It’s awesome to get to watch you guys experience it, even cooler than experiencing it myself. We were 4 googly-eyed parents watching on with grins on our faces. At least I was. I guess I can’t speak for everyone else. I was definitely busy watching you two little ones in all your adorableness.

You were both fascinated by the Finding Nemo Submarine ride.

Seth conked out first. You’re much too stubborn for that. You didn’t fall asleep until the last minute of the second day.

One of my favorite memories is of the two of you dancing around together while we sat on the sidelines waiting for the parade.

Our second day in Disney began with a quest to get a photo with Mickey, but we ended up having an opportunity to meet Pluto first. We got in the park before it opened with our Character Breakfast passes and we happened to walk in right as Pluto appeared, so there was no line. I truly had no idea how you would respond. The last time we did the character breakfast you weren’t scared, you were pretty enthralled, but you were also pretty much a statue whenever one of the characters would come near you. You just didn’t quite know what to think. This time you were all about it. You went right up to him, holding onto Seth’s hand, and both of you gave him a gigantic hug. And then, it all went wrong. 🙂 Pluto, trying to be helpful to the camera-toting parents turned you both around so that your faces were no longer buried in his fur. You went with it and readjusted, hugging Pluto’s arm. Seth wailed and ran for it. HAHA. It was pretty funny. This photo was right before he decided the Pluto had gone too far. Seth (who has excellent verbal skills!) made sure we knew the rest of the week that he “don’t like Pluto”, “don’t want Pluto” (except Pluto sounds like Peeto, which makes it even more adorable) and he wouldn’t go near another character the rest of our time there. Yay for funny memories. I’m bummed I didn’t take any pictures of his meltdown. But I’m so trained as a photographer not to take pictures of crying toddlers (because it makes it worse!) that I automatically respected his tears and let him be. Regardless, I don’t think it’ll be something we forget. And I’m sure it’s a story that Seth will hear when he’s older. The day Pluto made him cry. I’m still giggling. Poor guy.

Your other 2 character highlights were definitely Minnie (since you watch so much Mickey’s clubhouse and most definitely know who she is), and Ariel (because she’s a beautiful princess and you’re all about beautiful princesses!) Seth pretty much steered clear of everybody after the Pluto fiasco, but even he couldn’t take his eyes of Minnie. She was the only one who could get within 5 feet or so. I think given another day, Seth probably would have come around – at least for pretty Minnie.

We relaxed on day #4, hitting up Mima’s pool, playing in our backyard (on the playset and on the cool tractor Granny and Grandpa got you), and grilling up some burgers. A really awesome normal day at home that made me really, really wish that these people lived slightly closer to us! 🙂

Day 5, we went for a hike in the desert. It was hot and deserty and gave them a true idea of what this place that has become our home is like. Hot, DRY, big and barren in its beauty. And it is beautiful. They were troopers, especially for not being acclimated to the heat. We climbed rocks and scraped knees and guzzled water and hunted desert wildlife. We tried really, really hard to find a bunny for poor Seth (since I think I told him that there were bunnies in the desert). He really wanted to see one. We never did (I felt so bad!), but at least we did multiple very cool lizards.

Your baby brother or sister is due 1 week after Seth’s new brother or sister. Cool, huh? Our baby is due on Daddy’s birthday. Theirs is due on my birthday, 7 days earlier. The parallels never end. We grew up in the same town, went to the same churches, were roommates at the same college, met our husbands (your Daddies) at the same place, married within a couple weeks of each other, had our first babies within a month of each other (you’re about a month older than Seth) and are now about to have your siblings at the same time!

We both think we’re having boys. We shall see. Have to wait a couple more weeks to find out. But the next time we all get together there will be 8 of us, rather than 6.

Something to look forward to. 🙂

Here we are at about 16 weeks, at the airport right before we said goodbye until next time. Love you guys! Thank you so much for taking the time to come visit us. It was truly wonderful and you are welcome any time. Hugs!!

Amanda - It was seriously so fun! One of my top vacations ever, hands down. I love the fact that you and I can get together and just hang out as if we do it all the time, even after 7 years apart. I can’t wait until our next visit with 4 kids in tow! Crazy!!

Marci Haynes - This was a delight to read. Thank you for sharing with Seth’s Nana. Love all the pictures and highlights.