Update: (Yes, I still try to blog!)

Whew, I never blog anymore. I long to get better and be more diligent, but not sure when that is actually going to happen.  I have two little kiddos who require my attention ALL. OF. THE. TIME!  Who am I kidding I love being their mom.  They are awesome in every way (except when Kensleigh purposely knocks over her friend Oliver or smacks Mikah on the head) Okay, so maybe not all of the time...

We are doing well over in the Kim household.  Kensleigh is becoming such a sweet little girl (yes, little girl-I can't believe she isn't a baby anymore) and Mikah is growing like a weed.  Everyday I try and tell him to slow down but he doesn't listen.

 This has been a big past 6 months for Kensleigh. She has learned to use the "big" potty, given up her paci, and sleeps in her very own big bed!  Luckily, she only tried to kill me when we were potty training.  At least now I know what I'm in for for the second time around.  But all in all it wasn't as bad as some of the stories I hear (or at least thats what i'm telling myself).  Transitioning her to her big girl bed was easy.  I was prepared to leave her in her crib forever,  but one night, early in Decemebr I looked at her and asked her if she wanted to sleep in her big bed or little bed-She said big bed and that was that. Giving up the beloved paci I was dreading.  She only got it at nap and night time, but she LOVED that thing.   I. MEAN. LOVED!  But we took a trip to my parents a couple of weeks ago, I didn't take one with us and while she asked about it she went to bed there without it. When we returned home she asked about it once and I told her I didn't know where it was and again that was that. Now, before the trip to my parents I tried cutting her paci, hoping she wouldn't want it anymore.  Well, that definitely didn't work out as planned.  She told me it was broken went and threw in the trash then preceded to pitch a  fit of scream-crying. I was weak, weak I tell you-I went, dug it out of the trash and gave it right back to her.  Now she couldn't suck on it, but she wanted it nonetheless.

Mikah is growing way too fast.  He is such a sweet baby.  Always happy.  He is now 6 months old! ( I know, i'm in denial too) But I love that he is becoming more interactive, playful, and wanting to move around and keep up with his sister.  And boy can she make him laugh.  They both get to just a cackling and it MELTS.MY.HEART.  He currently sits up like a little gorilla, you know with his hands in front of him holding himself up, kinda hunched over.  Its sweet.  Then he just topples over, looks at you and smiles. Then proceeds to try and swim his way across the floor.  He ends up rolling in circles across the room.  He will be crawling before I know it.  I'm not ready for that yet.

We have our days and our moments but all in all we are doing great.  Being a mom is the hardest job but I wouldn't trade it for the world, even on the bad days and the sleep deprived days.  (At least on the sleep deprived days I have my Spark to get me through!)

Dear Mikah,

Dear Mikah,

You are two months old! Whew, how time flies...You have been such a delight and joy in our lives and though it's only been 10 weeks I can't remember what our days were like before you.  You started sleeping through the night just last week.  I was just starting to wonder when you would drop that middle of the night feeding.  Though i'm happy to be getting a little more sleep myself, I find myself still waking up around that 4-5 o'clock hour and i'm slightly sadden at not getting to hold you close in the still of the night- just me and just you.

You love, love, love your sister.  You always give her a big smile when she comes near and believe me, she absolutely adores  you.  She is constantly talking about you, hugging and kissing all over you.  When she hears you cry, she makes sure to come tell me, "baby mikah crying momma" and every once in awhile she gets a pouty face and tears up when you cry.  She also likes to make sure you have a paci near. I have to constantly tell her not the shove it in your mouth.  You don't care too much for the good ole paci, your sister on the other hand...

You love to be held upright and patted on the back. You love to be in your vibrating seat when we are all in the kitchen cooking, cleaning, or eating.  Kensleigh likes to climb up on the counter and get in your seat too.  I'm waiting for the day she just sits right on top of you.  You follow my voice and look all around and when you find me you always give me a big smile; it melts my heart.  You grab and put the death grip on my hair; i've definitely had to start wearing it up more. You do this sort of  half laugh/cackle; it's really sweet.  You are a great sleeper and a great little eater.  When I first brought you home I thought I'd never get anything done because you ate so much.  But after about two weeks you fell into a good little 3 hour routine and have stuck with it ever since.

I was a little worried about having a baby boy, but you've made it easy.  You are such a sweet little blessing in my life.  I didn't realize how much my heart could love, until I had you.

I  love you,

Your Momma

Oh, Chick Fil A

The other day after our trip to the park I got the idea to go the Chick Fil A for lunch.  I was with a friend who has a two year old as well and she graciously agreed.  (Mind you this is the first trip I have taken both kiddos on besides going to the doctor and park.)

We are all in the parking lot getting the kiddos out of the car and we all hold hands.  Me with the baby carrier, then Kensleigh, her friend, and his mom.  It was cute, the two little ones holding hands, walking side by side.  We walked in and everyone in there stopped, looked at us and smiled.  Then a nice young man who worked there came up to us, greeted us, and said hey to the tots.  Very nice you think, but when he said hey to Kensleigh the screaming tears broke out.  (She does not like when people get in her face.)  I mean you would have thought he was trying to kidnap her, her cries were so loud.  Her little friend cried out too because Kensleigh had let go of his hand.  She wanted me to pick her up and then within another second Mikah decides to chime in.  So there we were all cute and happy and not two seconds later all in tears. I mean I wanted to cry because both of mine were crying.  My mind goes into panic mode, I mean I felt like I had a red arrow above my head flashing crazy just had a baby hormones over here.

Needless to say all the staff was extra nice and when all was calm we had a great time.  The little ones got to play and me and my friend got to chat for a bit.  In the moment I wanted to hide under a table, but now that I look back on it, it makes me laugh.  Babies will cry and two years will be two years...

And His Name Will Be....

Jong and I haven't had a hard times with picking out names.  Truly, we knew our boy name and girl names from the moment the stick said "Pregnant" with Kensleigh.  We are just lucky that it happened to be a precious baby girl and now a sweet little boy.  Though, had it been a girl again I had another perfect name picked out!  So onto his name:

 Mikah James Kim  

Mikah, we love and always have.  From the moment I found out I was pregnant Jong started calling him Mikah and new without a doubt that it was a boy.  So I started calling him by his name too and until they told us differently he was a boy and Mikah James was his name.  Luckily for us he was a boy!  We are spelling Mikah with a "K"  because  we are partial to "K's" in this household.   Then James is my Dad's name and I wanted to name him after him.  

So there you have it Mikah James Kim, both being biblical and then named after my sweet Daddy.  We love you baby MJ and can't wait to hold you in our arms.  And I'm sure your Big Sister, Kensleigh, is just as excited to meet you as we are.  She will probably give you a million kisses a day!  

Half Way There...

20 Weeks and starting to count down!

I am actually 22 weeks as of right now, I'm writing this blog post a little late, but better late than never right?  I have been having headaches a lot lately, however in the past week they have subsided, so I am truly grateful for that.  I also have had some MAJOR sciatic pain this go round and I never had the, um, joy of experiencing that with Kensleigh.  My doctor says its from picking up my sweet baby girl and to try to do it as little as possible.  However, she's just so darn cute and sweet I have a really hard time not picking her up when she asks. 

Our 20 Week ultrasound went great, if you count Kensleigh crying for me to hold her the entire ultrasound, even though she was in her Daddy's arms the entire time.   What can I say, she loves me- I should be flattered right?!  We actually get one more chance to see baby boy at 24 weeks and then its really time to start counting down and getting things in order.  I know, I know it's still early, but I've always felt that the last half of pregnancy goes by pretty fast.  To me it just slows down right before your due date when you really, really want that baby out and to sleep on you stomach again.  Which speaking of stomach sleeping-thats my favorite position- however it did feel quite strange when I was able to sleep that way again after Kensleigh.  I found myself sleeping on my sides a lot more and having to remind myself that stomach sleeping was okay and to flip on over!  Anyone else feel that way?

I must say, being a stay at home mom and being pregnant has been wonderful and I am so lucky to get to experience it this go round.  I haven't had any vein issues and have managed a nap several days when Kensleigh is napping too.  I remember with Kensleigh being so tired from work that when I would get home I would literally crash into the sofa and then Jong would have to move me to our bed.  So I am thankful for sleep and being well rested.

Cravings so far this pregnancy: Chick Fil A everything, sweet tea, turkey/cucumber wraps, yogurt with granola, and my tervis filled with ice cold water!  Of course I have had a few others, but these are my most consistent, won't go away cravings!

I've finally figured out what I want to do in the nursery, but to be honest I am more concerned with Kensleigh's big girl room.   My plan is to do her room in June and start to transition her, then work on the nursery.  Who knows it could be December before the nursery actually gets done (hopefully not), but like I said who knows!  At least the plan is for him to sleep in his bassinet in our room for the first few months.  He'll never know the difference, right?