Little monster

Bence is the most adorable little bug.
I never imagined I could create such a perfect, beautiful little person.
(With Henry's help, of course.)

But Bence's also incredibly demanding.

There are days (like today)
Where I get (maybe) an hour of happy Bence.
This is the hour I have to eat, shower,make dinner, clean the house, and do laundry.

You know, the fun stuff in life.

The rest of the day I get fussy Bence.
The kind of Bence who's only happy if he's being held and actively/constantly entertained.

Anyone feel me?
Do I have the only high maintenance child here?

(I didn't think so.)

I never realized how exhausting motherhood can be.
Especially when a certain baby wakes up every hour during the night talking to himself.
Don't get me wrong- he's adorable-
But seriously, I'm not exaggerating when I say he wakes up EVERY hour.
Well...I guess some nights he'll go two, but come on!

But then, when he finally does sleep, I'm totally overwhelmed by how sweet and perfect he is.
And cuddly.
And warm.
And soft.

Thats when I remember how awesome being a mom is, no matter how sleep deprived I can be.

And as I pry his chubby little fist open to release the handful of my hair he's been pulling on,
I'm almost tempted to stay awake.
And just keep snuggling and rocking him.
And listening to his sweet little snores.
And kissing his pudgy little cheeks.
And letting him unconsciously pull my hair.

And I don't even care that my shirt is crusted with green bean vomit.

I think we have to have moments like this as mothers.
It's what makes it all worth it.

More pictures!

Third time's the charm, right?
( betcha cant tell i take a lot of pictures.)

Picture post

I tried to post so many pictures in my last post, I made my ipad forget what it was doing.
Here are some more.
(Pictures, i mean.)

Bence update

If this blog physically existed in a hard copy form, I'm pretty sure I could blow dust off of it
But let's not dwell on the negative.

Life in the O'Connor household has been rolling by as usual.
Bence is the sweetest, cutest, most adorable little man that ever existed.
Until bedtime.

And then he turns into a little rip.
A compact terror.
A minute banshee.

I took him to the doctor yesterday afternoon thinking he might have an ear infection.
Thinking that might be why he screams bloody murder every night when I try to rock him to sleep.
(He's also been tryin to rip his right ear off)
But after the doctor looked in both he ears, he explained amid deafening screams that Bence seems to have a bit of a temper.
And apart from a little refux and heartburn at night , he may just be mad because he doesn't want to go to bed.

What a little stinker.

Despite his refusing to go to sleep before 2 AM, he really is a little angel.
He isn't a good sleeper, but he's a good eater, a good talker, a good player, and a fun little monkey overall.

He loves to take walks.

He hates being buckled into his stroller.

In fact,I have to put the seat in the furthest reclining position while strapping him in because he stiffens like a board, flailing his arms and legs all over the place.

He's almost fallen out more than once.

By once we're outside, he's quiet as a mouse.
Mostly because there is so much to listen to and look at.

He also loves his feet.
90% of the time he's on the floor, he's trying to put his toes in his mouth.
If he's wearing socks,it's even funnier than usual.
He'll end up with a few inches of empty sock in his mouth once he looses control of his foot.
But he still has hold of the sock.
That's the important thing.

In his bath he now sits (mostly) upright.
Usually I have te keep a hand on his shoulder so he doesn't face plant in the water.
He's just so entertained by those feet!


Most days he's really happy, some days he can be a bit of a fusspot.
He's such a socially needy baby in some ways too.

He's happiest when he has your undivided attention.
And the minute you look away, turn around, or walk out of the room he squawks/cries/screams in indignation.
Like, "HEY! I'm still here!"

His "frontal" hair is starting to curl a bit if I don't brush it when it's wet.
And he rolled over.
He has a hard time getting his arm unpinned from beneath him, bu he's done it a few times now.
He's getting so big and growing in so many ways.

It freaks me out a little bit.

Lately he seems to dislike almost any baby food I give him.
He LOVES oatmeal, but he'll gag and retch when I give him peas, green beans, garden veggies, carrots.
And look at me like, "what is this crap?"

I've taken a bunch of pictures lately