Now Colin looks more like my baby daddy than me huh?  And the resemblance between dr evil and Ryan is uncanny!

I want to post more but alas I feel guilty cuz I should be doing my work for bschool instead of xanga-ing. 

Christmas with the in-laws

Last year Ryan couldn't say "Colin" so Colin's name became "Kang Kang"  I hope Colin grows to be as irresistibly cute as Ryan.  One Sunday after dinner I was sitting on the couch in the living room  Ryan grabbed me by the hand.  Once I stood up he pushed me from behind and said, "Susie, back to kitchen." 

Gymboree

Colin's girlfriend... Mya.  He likes the older ladies    They hold hands all the time.  One time Mya was upset and started crying during parachute time.  Colin rolled over towards her and gave her a hug.  Then he stuck his finger in her ear.  I told him I don't think he's allowed to do that til after he's married. 

Christmas in Houston

Do we look alike?  When I was little, I asked my mom why she put pictures of a little boy up in my room... that little boy was me! 

Colin sleeping on the table at spacegrl's mom's soon dubu jib.  We started sleep training... we are in the process of ferberizing him.  It's cruel and inhumane... but we do it.  If it doesn't work after two weeks... we'll try something else.  So far, today is much better than yesterday.  Yesterday was torturous... for all three of us!  Anyone tried the Ferber Method?  Any advice?  Words of encouragement? 

We went to visit my parents' new apartment... only it's not nearly done!  It's still a construction site!  I had no idea... until they told us Colin had to wear a hard hat!    that... and the death waiver we signed before entering 

Bath time at Grandma/Grandpa's.  He hated it!  Although, he didn't abhor it as much as the bidet!  lol.  Dude, check out my chicken wings... I need to diet.  I ate half a box of choco covered cookies today.  What is wrong with me?!

He's so squirmy and strong now.  He's lost so much weight.  I miss the blobby butterball.

Colin grew so much during our short trip to Houston.  He learned to creep.  You can imagine how ecstatic his grandparents were to witness such a big milestone since they hardly see him!  We recorded him creeping in Houston but I erased it accidently.  This is when we came back to NY.  You should see him creeping in his camo sleeper.  He looks like a wounded soldier.

On Christmas Eve Dr Evil went to play golf with my dad.  I went to the mall with the baby and my mom.  How cliche.  haha.  Anyways, when Evil came home he was practicing his golf swing while bjorning Colin.  We got the best clip of him!

SHOOT

We went to 5 West Studios yesterday and had baby's first photos taken. 
I highly recommend them for weddings!!  Tell them susiesuperstar sent you    ok enough of the plug and on with the show...

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a week ago we fed Colin a puff [apparently we aren't supposed to for a couple more months but Dr Evil has no patience whatsoever!].  Just click the play arrow even if you don't see anything on the screen.  It should work

[I started this post a month ago...... ]

He's already 4 1/2 months [now 5 1/2 months old]!  He's growing up so fast.  I am so excited to watch my baby grow and learn but its all happening so fast... too fast.  Gone are the days where he just lays there and I can do my schoolwork or clean the apartment or anything.  Now he wants constant attention. 

Yay!  He is just starting to figure out that he can sleep on his belly.  So now instead of waking up 30 times in the middle of the night to roll him back onto his back, we wake up about 27 times!  Hooray! 

When he gets tired at nap time... he'll fuss a little.  I'll put him in his sleep sack in the crib... turn on the mobile... and 95% of the time, he'll put himself to sleep.  He rocks.  Once I put him down for a nap, if he starts to fuss I won't pick him up cuz I don't want to reinforce bad habits.  I just stroke his hair and hold his hand.  He's usually out within a couple of minutes.  Of course, this isn't to say it's all me... if Colin weren't such a good boy he wouldn't put himself to bed no matter how much I forced him. [at 5 months this totally does NOT work anymore.  He needs to be held to sleep or he won't sleep... He's forgotten how to self-soothe so if I don't pick him up when he starts crying he has a total meltdown.  Dr Evil and I found that out the hard way.  Note to self: a sleepy baby is a cranky baby!]

Ok from here on out ithe post is current... I don't know how I got the pictures so big up there but I can't seem to do it... even when I change the pic from thumbnail size to large it comes out like this. 

He's was big boy.  Probably about 16 lbs and 24 in... whereas now he's 18+ lbs and about 28 in.  This pic is a little old so although he's big now he's not as roly poly since he's much longer.  I miss those days.  I think my baby is too skinny   It's so weird, cuz I used to want a moderately chubby baby, not a fat baby... but now all I want to do is plump him up.

This one is much more recent.  See?  Much skinnier.  I have to go to China in a few months for school.  I'm not looking forward to it at all.  If I leave for 10 days, that's an eternity to a baby.  Will he have life-long trust issues?  Residual feelings of abandonment?  Or worse, will he jus forget me?  I can't do it.  I CAN'T DO IT!  I'm already stressed.  I don't even want to watch movies at the theater cuz I don't want to be apart from him for that long...

This is Colin's Sunday morning bed head.  As he sleeps and rolls from one side to the other he shapes it through the night... it's like cotton candy. 

My memory is worse than ever.  The other day I was telling Dr Evil to remember to do something and I stopped midsentence.  Evil waited patiently for me to gather my thoughts and continue but to his displeasure I kept quiet.  After a couple minutes of silence, he asked me to continue on.  I couldn't remember what I was talking about, and I chose to vehemently deny the conversation even took place!  We argued about whether or not the conversation ever existed.  Finally, I remembered that I had in fact been talking and knew what I wanted to say.  I felt like an idiot!  I'd tell you what our topic of conversation was, but alas, I can't remember...

Dear Santa,
Please bring me lots of toys.  Preferably ones that won't kill me.  My daddy wants lots of tall buildings and my mommy wants new bags and shoes... not the cheap stuff. 

I am so annoyed cuz the holiday cards haven't arrived yet.  I swore I'd never be one of those parents that put their baby's face on a Christmas card but I get it now.  I want to put his picture on everything!  On  mousepad and a calendar and a t-shirt! 

Ok enough procrastinating...

Ok xanga is way to advance for my old ass!  I should be reading and doing homework but I couldn't help myself.  These are all photos I've already posted before...

The captions aren't moving with the pictures.    Oh well.  Gotta get back to work now. 

<My baby ate my homework.  No seriously.

A 100 days ago

Hot mustard anyone?

Tummy time!

"hanging" out with dad

Statue of Liberty

R&R in Central Park

Happy baby!

First pet - Jet Li

Baby Genius

My baby makes this sweeping motion with his arms over his head and every once in a blue moon his little piggy fingers make a fist as it grazes the top of his head.  To his horror, he ends up grabbing a fist full of hair, which causes him to scream in agony.  He's too young so he doesn't know how to let go and I doubt he knows he's the one inflicting the pain.  And the more it hurts the harder it is to pry open his mighty kungfu grip.  It's so funny.  It's so sad.  My boy's a freaking genius. 

smile and the world smiles with you...

That smile was cuz he had gas...

Speaking of gas, I was nursing him in a restaurant under this breastfeeding cover that looks like an apron [bebeaulait].  It's designed so you can peak hands free through the top to check on baby.  Anywsay, he dutch-ovened me!  I got a huge whiff of his fart!  Ew!

WARNING
I'm going to be one of those annoying moms that only post stories/pictures of my baby now so brace yourselves. 

peek-a-boo I see you!

I wanted to post all about my pregnancy but I felt so guilty blogging on Xanga when I should have been studying/reading or whatever for school.... so I'll make up for lost time. 

It's still so weird.  I'm someone's mom... MOM!  I'm a freaking mom!  I still feel like a babysitter... underpaid and under-appreciated... but still worth it

I was very, VERY lucky.  My L&D went really well... thank you, epideral!  As soon as it was time to deliver the doctor grabbed Dr Evil and positioned him to hold on to my leg... and FOOT.  For the next half hour Dr Evil clutched my bare foot with his bare hands!  He's seriously foot averse.  Bare feet can't even be within a certain radius of him, but he'll do anything for his boy!

Recovery is going well too, except the past couple of days I've been feeling it in my joints.  What I wasn't expecting was nursing to be so damn difficult/painful!  But when we get it right, it's worth it. 

                                        
<belch>

Everything has been a haze.  Even though I'm constantly with Colin, I feel like I'm missing all the special moments cuz I'm just so freaking tired.  All we do is eat, sleep, and shit, and it's exhausting!  I open my eyes and he's bigger.  Before I know it, he'll be a college grad and he'll break my heart and leave me for some hussy. 

                  who can say no to my rockstar hair?!

BULLY