Clearly I’ve been neglecting this blog. I mean, who has time to blog when you are looking for jobs and chasing two kiddos around? I’m sorry. Really I am. Here are some pictures to keep you busy until the next time I have time to sit down and upload pictures. Most of these are of Baxter, because, well, let’s face it. He sort of got the short end of the stick when it comes to blogging and photo sharing. He isn’t walking yet, but he’s starting to mimic sounds, and say what sounds like “Baxter” and “tickle tickle”. And of course, Mama and Dada. Oh, and last night Papa (for Papa Larry).

Next week Bax will be one, and Nola will be three and a half. She’s getting so big and is such a little girl. She’s a lot of fun, when she’s not having temper tantrums. Three is a tough age.

9 months old: look at those legs!


Feed me now!


Sitting in the chair like a big boy


Halloween, clearly

Cuddle on Daddy's birthday




Bax rolls over


I won’t even apologize for not posting in so long. You understand. It’s a busy time in my life. Two kids while working part-time and trying to find a full-time job. Plus, it’s that time of  year in New England when you just want to stay inside and hibernate for the most part. Clearly I don’t have the time or inclination to really blog that much, so here are some random pictures that will give you a glimpse into our lives. Some are self-explanatory, some are just funny.

Winter Fun


I’m not one for winter. I don’t really know what to do with myself during the bitterly cold New England winters, so I usually just hibernate. Why go outside when it’s nice and cozy inside? So, I’ve lived in the Northeast for 7 years now (that is really hard to believe) and I don’t even have snow pants. Well, with a two year old this all must change. The energy that gets pent up indoors is incredible.

When we were growing up we would play in a ravine in the woods at the end of our street. We’d slide down the hill on flattened cardboard boxes. Until last year, this was the closest I’d ever come to sledding. I don’t really remember too much about the thrill of bumping over sticks and rocks and mud, but I do know that the real thing is a lot of fun. Even the dinky little hill that Nola and I go down. Our neighbors head to Florida for the winter (smart people) and we’ve been using their yard for testing out the toboggan sled I got at Target. We didn’t know what we were missing growing up without snow! Nola and I have been twice this year. She loves it for about 15-20 minutes, when she hits a wall and is done with the cold. The fuzzy pictures are the beginning of one of the biggest tantrums we’ve had to date. She must have southern blood in her after all. I’ve posted all these on Flickr too by the way.

Here’s some Christmas Eve / Christmas morning shots too. She got WAY too much stuff for a two-year-old.

shameless video


More pictures soon…in the meantime, for those of you who care, here’s a shameless baby video. Two minutes of cooing, a few smiles, a couple of whines, and Nola watching Pinocchio in the background.

This is our favorite early evening activity during this cold cold weather: watching classic Disney movies (Sleeping Beauty, Snow White, Pinocchio) or The Wizard of Oz. Surprisingly, Nola loves the wicked witch and evil queen characters. Actually, they are the most interesting now that I think about it, and who can resist that green face? Don’t worry, Nola does go to the tumble gym, library, or friends’ houses, but her screen time has definitely increased as the temps drop outside.

Month one


Well, we’re almost six weeks into our new family of four. I have to say, it’s been quite a challenge. I mean, it’s been wonderful in a lot of ways. As I sit here watching football with both kids asleep and snow falling outside, it all seems a little blissful. But talk to me when I’m trying to piece together dinner with a whining toddler and a screaming baby and I might have a different perspective. Baxter is doing really well; he’s 12.75 lbs, which is big. I think petite little Nola was 3 months before she was that big. It’s probably because he nurses all. the. time. It’s a little frustrating, but gives me a good excuse to not do housework.

Since Dru’s work is seasonal, he hasn’t been working, which is actually a good thing. He’s been able to take Nola to the play gym, library, coffee shop, or occasional movie. Still, we’re both pretty sleep deprived most of the time which makes for some tense situations. I’d like to take this moment to thank him for not walking out the door, even when I suggested he do so. He’s a good man.

Christmas is upon us, and we’re thankful for so many things, even in the midst of the craziness. We’re thankful for such loving family and friends who have called, written, cooked, and cleaned for us. We’re thankful to have a warm house and clothes when it’s so cold outside. We’re thankful for cookies and hot chocolate, and gumbo and all those yummy winter foods that keep us from getting too skinny.

I’m still (obviously) having a hard time carving out time to blog. I’ve even had difficulty uploading pictures. Bear with me; it’ll happen, though apparently more slowly than last time.

Dunnaway / Primeaux family Christmas card

First smiles

Baxter pix


Dru got out his fayncy camera and lens and got some pics of Baxter. Other than that Gran and Grandad have been taking most of the pictures, and I’m negotiating for the rights to download from Grandad’s online MobileMe Gallery, so I don’t have a ton of candid shots. But these turned out great, I think. Yes, Baxter is a tad yellow (jaundiced), but it’s totally normal, don’t worry.

We’re doing well. Nola has acted out a few times, needing extra mama time and affection, but her two year-old jealousy hasn’t gotten too bad (yet). Bax is a nursing machine. He was above his birth weight five days after birth, and is putting on the ounces daily since he’s nursing just about every hour. I wish I could siphon off some of his nursing to moms who have trouble nursing. I haven’t written the birth story to post yet, but I can just tell you that although I thought this birth would be fast (as most second labors are), it wasn’t. Active labor was 8 hours (as opposed to 6-ish with Nola), and there was a lot more pushing and major work that went into getting him out. He was posterior (face up) and his head was at an angle, which made for a LOT of  back pain. I had to push way before I was ready in order to get him around my pelvic bone. I wondered halfway through if I could do it, but I did, thanks to Dru and my fabulous midwives. He was born in the water…thanks also to that birth tub, which really helped my comfort level. Anyway, I’ll post that birth story for those of you who want to know more.

I’m getting used to the idea that we not only have two kids, but we have a boy! Boys pee on you when you change their diaper, by the way. I don’t know if you knew that. I knew it in theory, but when it actually happens it’s quite a shock. I’ll adjust.

Thanks for all the kind words; I hope to keep up with this blog more than I did during pregnancy; I may need some nagging, so don’t be shy!