The Connolly Family

The Adventures of Matt, Shannon, Liam & Paige

Month: May 2010 (page 1 of 3)

Week 24

Saturday marked the beginning of week 24.  My breathing is a bit better (in no small part due to medication) and I had one good night’s sleep on Saturday night, so I consider that a win.  My major symptom lately is that I cannot stop baking.  Now, at least I have the good sense to eat one serving and then send the rest to work with Matt, but it’s almost compulsive at this point.  Liam thinks it’s great because he loves “helping” me (he’s still young enough that I get away without ever giving him any of what I’ve made and he’s forgotten about it by the next morning if I hide it away and make no promises).  I’m sure people at Matt’s office are beginning to wonder what my problem is, exactly…Anyhoo, on with the pictures.

Week 24 in my pregnancy with Liam (This week I’ve included two shots, because it feels like neither one is really comparable to my picture from this time, but at least you can get a mental picture after looking at two shots.  Also, I couldn’t get the red-eye out of one of the shots, but that may be because I was mentally shooting daggers out of my eyes at that point, so no computer fix is going to help the situation.  Also, I apologize for the bare tummy.  Why I thought this was a good idea, I don’t know (although I make no promises that it won’t happen again, since sometimes it’s just the most impressive way to show how I’m feeling…my guess is that last time I thought I was pretty impressive at this point…I had absolutely no clue about what was to come.):

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Week 24 in my pregnancy with Baby Girl (aside from the fact that this was taken at around midnight after a lot of driving therefore rendering me completely exhausted, I think that this looks pretty much identical to last week’s shot):

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That’s all I’ve got.

Week 23

Yesterday marked the beginning of week 23.  While last week brought the re-introduction of the pregnancy pillow, this week brought its removal.  My hips and knees still ache when I sleep, but a flatter pillow seems to work better for the time being, and I don’t feel quite so much like I’m being eaten alive by my bedding.  The acid reflux continues to be a problem, but we’ve upped my meds and I’m working very hard to eat smaller amounts (i.e. if I eat one flax seed too many I can’t breathe — I have a lot of incentive to succeed here…).  I’m starting to feel more tired more quickly, which concerns me, because I have too many things left to do before my energy goes away.  Something tells me my opinion doesn’t seem to matter for much on this one.  I’m still wearing my rings, but I have ordered a stand-in wedding ring because I’m a realist and I know my time is coming…Anyway, on to the pictures (we’ve got a bonus shot this week):

23 weeks pregnant with Liam:

A classic Matt picture (holding the camera out in front of us) reveals that from above I still look semi-normal at this point (look how excited and clueless we were!):

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A head-on shot reveals that the-girl-who-ate-Shannon is definitely coming into being (and I left out the shots that Matt sent me of my bare belly and an oh-so-attractive shot of my backside while doing dishes– no one needs to see that at this point):

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Week 23 in my pregnancy with Baby Girl (I don’t see much change from last week, but I know that the space between my chest and my belly that used to reveal my ribcage is slowly disappearing…):

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And that’s the news from Lake Wobegon.

Crankiness

Liam’s latest extended period of not feeling good has left everyone in this house on the edge.  I know that I’m not the only one because I heard the following coming from the nursery where Matt was changing Liam’s diaper as Liam was throwing a colossal fit.

Matt: [singing to the tune of “The Wheels on the Bus”] The baby on the bus says “WAH!, WAH!, WAH!, WAH!, WAH!, WAH!, WAH!, WAH!, WAH!”  The baby on the bus says “WAH!, WAH!, WAH!” all through the town.  The daddy on the bus says “See if I care, See if I care, See if I care.”  The daddy on the bus says “See if I care” all through the town.

It’s sure to become an immediate hit.

Gillian’s 25th

 This weekend we celebrated Gillian’s 25th birthday with a brunch at Lynne and Jim’s house.  Here are some pictures from the morning:

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Liam finally convinces everyone that it’s time to open presents (and that he should help):

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Aunt G realizes that she’s gonna be making a lot of pesto in the near future:

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Liam realizes that he should be excited about something and tries to figure out what it is:

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Liam realizes that Aunt G’s going to be making a lot of pesto in the near future:

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Aunt G realizes that she can now print in her very own apartment:

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Liam shows us that it’s not the present that matters, but the tissue paper in which it was wrapped:

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Farm peek-a-boo:

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Daddy hug:

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“Now what, Dad?”

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Tickle monster!

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Aaaannnnd…we’re back to the tissue paper:

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One goon:

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Two goons!

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Like father, like son:

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Contemplative tissue paper moment:

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Checking out the garden with Ean:

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Learning to mow with Grammie:

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Swinging!

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Winding down with Little Gorilla:

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Happy Birthday, Aunt G!

Week 22

Yesterday marked the beginning of week 22.  The only major developments are the reintroduction of the pregnancy pillow into our lives (and into our bed) and acid reflux.  Lots and LOTS of acid reflux.  I wheeze.  I cough.  I can’t breathe.  I can’t eat very much at one sitting for fear of the wrath of the burning esophagus.  At this point I’m just doing everything I can do without taking any more medication and we’ll see what the midwife says at my next appointment.  Now, on to the pictures!

Week 22 in my pregnancy with Liam (It looks like the morphing from Shannon to whale has begun here.  I can see that I’m already wearing my rings on a necklace around my neck and I look (and probably felt) completely exhausted.  I am reminded that I ought to break that dress out again soon, though…)

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Week 22 in my pregnancy with Baby Girl (Aside from knowing that I was toast when this picture was taken, I think things are still looking fairly positive.  Now the countdown begins to see how long I can wear my rings on this go ’round.)

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Over and out.

Liamisms

Every time I have a coughing fit, Liam says “Are you okay, Mama?” with a look of genuine concern.  Even while knowing fully that he’s mimicking my own behavior when he coughs, it’s almost cute enough to make me want to have another coughing fit.

At some point recently I took a sip of water while Liam was sitting with me and said “Mmmm, Refreshing!” afterward.  Now every time Liam wants to emphatically drink anything he takes a sip and follows it with an enthusiastic “Mmmm, Fresh Air!”  No amount of explanation fixes the pronunciation and it’s so cute that I’ve quit bothering to say anything.

Due to a combination of exposure to Super Why and driving in the car with me (where I’ve replaced naughty words with extreme sarcasm when yelling at other drivers) Liam has an extensive vocabulary of exclamations to express any negative reaction he may have.  The following are just a few examples:  “Double Drats!;” “Awesome people, just awesome…;” “What is the matter with you?;” “Oh Great…;” and the ubiquitous “Oh, quackers!”  Coming from a two-year-old these exclamations are hilarious.  Coming from any child born to me and Matt they’re par for the course.  If he’d make it to 3 without sarcasm in his repertoire we might have considered DNA testing…

The Key

Apparently the key to a good night’s sleep is to start your day with a headache and then proceed to hack your brains out all day until your body is so completely exhausted that it just gives up.

What I’m wondering now is: What’s the key to getting rid of the cough?

In Sync

This morning I was awakened by one child kicking the wall we now share and the other kicking me in the ribs.  They’re already ganging up on me…

Today

Today started with Liam flushing a bathtub stopper down the toilet.

Then we moved on to an epic nap battle that ended in him finally falling asleep at 3:15 and me having to wake him up at around 4:40 which resulted in kvetching, screaming, and a major attitude problem.

I want a do-over.

Mother’s Day 2010

This weekend has been all moms, all the time.  I kicked off the celebration yesterday with a lunch at my parents’ house with my mom and both of my grandmothers.  We had a lovely time, although from looking at these pictures I need to take back the comments about being less puffy this time around…oy vey!

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The next part of the celebration began bright and early this morning as we prepared to take Liam to the zoo for the first time.  We piled in the car and went on the obligatory Dunkin Donuts run and then we were off to Grant Park.

We spent about 2.5 hours walking around and I think we actually got to see most things (except for the Tigers and Bears who are apparently hiding out until their new exhibit opens this summer).  This was in no small part due to the fact that Liam’s idea of going to the zoo is apparently running through like his pants are on fire, looking at each exhibit until he spots the animal in question (or grows tired of looking) and then running off to the next thing shouting “Let’s go see sumfin’ else!”  It’s not a coincidence that this is also Matt’s idea of going to the zoo…

Okay, on to the main attraction:

Flamingos!

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(You can’t tell just how little sleep I had last night, can you…?)

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“Look Liam!  Can you see how the elephant is picking up leaves to eat with his…with his…Matt, what’s the long thing on the front of an elephant?”  (Let no one ever tell you that pregnancy brain isn’t real…)

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Lions and more lions and Liams, Oh My!

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Meerkat Manor:

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A boy and his meerkat:

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“Look Liam!  There’s a…oh geez…Matt, what’s that thing with the long neck called…?”

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“It’s a giraffe, Mama!”

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“Look Liam, there’s that animal with the stripes that your Mama can’t name to save her life…”

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Zebra!

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Gorilla gazing:

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Gorilla!

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Spying a Silverback:

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Spying Silverback:

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“Oooh!  Mama!  I see sumfin’!  What’s dat?”

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“Oooh!  Dere’s a monkey up dere!”

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More monkeys:

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The best way to see the zoo:

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Kimodo dragon:

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Frogs!

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Lizard!

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Turtle!

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Red Panda!

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Otters!

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One of the only things he was interested enough to stop and look at for longer than 20 seconds was the construction equipment for the new exhibit:

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Panda!

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“Oh my goodness!  Oh my gosh!  Dere’s da train!”

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Train gazing:

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“How fast can you go, Dad?”

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“Wow, Dad.  That was pretty fast!  I think I should give it a try, too.”

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“Look how fast I’m going, Dad!”

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“I did it!”

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Train!

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Waiting patiently to ride the train:

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“Here it comes!  Here it comes!”

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Riding the train:

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“Oh, what’s that up there?”

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Tunnel.

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Tunnel!

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Goats!

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This is Liam’s “Mama, are you really taking another picture of me…?  Really?  Seriously?” face:

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Giant tortoise!

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This is Matt’s “Shannon, are you really taking another picture of me…?  Really?  Seriously?” face:

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Bubbles!

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While Liam and I were waiting in the car as Matt got lunch, the following conversation took place:

Shannon:  Liam, what was your favorite thing at the zoo today?

Liam:  Ummm…the peeing.

Shannon:  The peeing?

Liam:  Ummm, yes.  The goat.  The peeing goat, Mama.

We spent 2.5 hours walking almost every inch of the Atlanta Zoo and Liam’s favorite part was when the goat in the petting zoo peed while standing next to him.  Of course it was…

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The Mother’s Day Caravan continued this afternoon as we pulled into Decatur with stops at Grammie and Pop’s and Gran and Granddaddy’s houses.  Here are the pictures from this portion of the afternoon:

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Gillian learns that half and half cannot be substituted for heavy cream when whipped cream is the goal…

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But it was delicious, nonetheless (another lesson learned: that can of whipped cream that everyone has in the fridge can come in very handy from time to time):

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Goober Peas:

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Goober:

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Liam’s version of playing catch:

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Liam explores the pantry:

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Helping Gran open her presents:

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This is the exact moment at which I realized that my mother was making a grave mistake in showing Liam how to use a spray bottle and that I was the one who would pay:

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And yet, she continued on:

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This is the exact moment at which Liam realized that the direction in which he points the sprayer really matters:

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Success!

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And now, after what is possibly the longest blog post in the history of ever, I bid you goodnight and Happy Mother’s Day.

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