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Baby steps

Bedtime with Peanut is pretty relaxed. I either sit on the couch and nurse him to sleep or we lie in bed together and I nurse him to sleep. Or sometimes it’s a little of both. We start on the couch and then move to the bed.

Tonight, I was on the couch breastfeeding him and he started getting cranky and stretching out. This is his cue that he wants to get in bed and finish up there. I brought him in and laid down with him. Except instead of snuggling up and latching on, he rolled over onto his belly and didn’t move for a few minutes. Then he looked up at me and did a silly laugh and smiled at me and put his head back down. Then he rolled over a few times and that was it.

He was sleeping.

No nursing to sleep tonight.

Not sure how I feel about that.

Acting just like his big brother ❤

 

Just as I was finishing up this post, he woke up and needed some “milkies” to get back to sleep.

Baby steps.

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Busy, busy, busy

Let’s see, what has happened since my last post?

We got another goat. She is a four-month old Pygmy/Nigerian mix. We named her Willow. She is a sweet little thing. She was pretty nervous when we brought her home. She’d yell at the top of her lungs when we picked her up. She and Hazel hit it off right away. They are best buds.

Willow (left) & Hazel (right)

We had another puppy show up at our house about 20 minutes before we were to leave and get Willow. He was a cute little terrier mix. I decided to call him Charlie. He was only with us for five days. We found him a really great home.

Charlie

I applied for a job as a peer breastfeeding counselor with WIC. Sadly, I did not get the job 😦 They said I was qualified, but they didn’t have the funds available for travel and so were looking for someone more centrally located. . . I am pretty disappointed about not getting the job. I was very excited about it.

On the topic of breastfeeding, Peanut has been a complete boobie monster. He has been cutting his one-year molars and his eye teeth, so all he has wanted to do is nurse. It’s been rather hard to get anything accomplished. He has slowed down a little bit and I have been making him wait a few minutes when he asks.

Munchkin has gotten really good at riding his bike. He zooms all over the backyard. He goes to the store and buys bags of fruit and toys and fills up his bike at the gas station 🙂

Munchkin on his bike

We spoil our chickens a little. The Reds (Claudette and Georgia) are our best friends. Whenever we step out the back door they are right there to see if we have any treats for them. It’s pretty funny. One of them stole a carrot right out Peanut’s hand last night. Buffy and Rocky still keep to themselves. We can’t keep any of the chickens in the pen anymore. As soon as we open the coop, they climb up on top and hop over the fence. .  . So the pen is open during the day and they have free range of the yard all day. The Reds at least go back to the coop to lay their eggs. Buffy and Rocky haven’t started laying yet, I think.

Claudette & Georgia enjoying a dust bath

Buffy & Rocky searching for tasty bugs

Peanut has started saying words here and there. It is very exciting. He is also turning into a little Eval Kneval. Not so exciting. He belly flops from the couch to the over-sized ottoman we use as a coffee table and back again. He also “jumps” off the ottoman onto his and Munchkin’s little Spiderman couch. Oy. Now I have two stunt children to worry about.

Peanut on his new slide

Last, but not least, we had a dog here for the day on Wednesday. She was a little thing and just standing in the middle of the road. A few people were outside their houses and said they had never seen her before, so I put her in the car and headed home. She had milk, so she had puppies and as the day went on, I got worried about where the puppies might be. I had been posting about her all over Facebook and Craigslist trying to find her owners. Finally we drove back down to where we found her so we could ask around. Some kids were walking down the street and I asked them if they knew where she might belong. Thankfully they did. She had been right outside her house when I picked her up. . . .I knocked on the door and the woman didn’t even know she had been missing. . . Whiskey, that was her name, was happy to be home. She had three puppies waiting for her.

Whiskey. She didn’t even weigh 5lbs. Such a sweet girly though.

Whew! That was a  lot to catch up on. Time for a nap!

Peanut conked out on my lap