Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
He had a crib, then it got recalled... and now we're waiting...
All of us luckily made it through being put to sleep on our bellies, but the Back to Sleep Campaign has promoted research that putting babies on their backs greatly reduces the risks of SIDS. Since the Booger was born, we did just as we were told, kept bumpers, soft toys, and blankets out of his crib, and put him on his back to sleep.
Now, though, he is in the habit of playing on his belly and then falling asleep ***gasp*** on his belly! I made fun of my husband the first time he discovered the baby on his belly in his crib and turned him over. Then the other day I went to check on him and my crazy little mommy heart started beating like a drum. I rushed over and stared and stared at him until I felt completely and totally satisfied that he was indeed still breathing. Then I flipped him over.
Many rational articles explain why it is a risk for young babies to sleep on their bellies and also explain why it is okay for older babies who can roll to assume whatever position they like. However- I am a mom. I am not rational.
Thus, I have spent the evening checking on my peacefully sleeping son because within 45 seconds of my putting his on his back to sleep, he was on his belly. My rational, educated side keeps telling my irrational, mom side that he is okay. And each time I fight the urge to flip him over. I am slowly coming to the realization that this is the first, but by far, not the last time my irrational mom brain will keep tabs on my baby while he does things his own way instead of mine.
Mom brain has had its other affects as well- somehow I went to the store for a few things yesterday, namely toilet paper and stamps. What did I leave the store without? You guessed it.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
He's growing like a weed, nearly tripled his birth weight. He was 7 pounds 14 oz and 21 3/4 inches when he was born. He is now 20 pounds (90th percentile), and 28 3/4 inches (95th percentile). Everything else looked great and he is progressing just like he should.
Just a few hours old!
It still amazes my when I think about how quickly he has learned so much. I don't think there is ever a time where we learn as much as we do in the first two or three years of our lives. I remember when he was a few weeks old and one of my friend came to visit with her 18 month old. I was astonished how something a tiny and helpless as him could change into something as full of spit and vinegar and smarts as Addison, in just a year and a half!
He is now able to sit up on his own- rarely falling over unless he tries to look too far or gets excited. He is starting to roll around like a champ- who knew rolling was a method of transportation! Just an hour ago he rolled from my side, across the bed, and up to the pillows all in search for the remote. (What a man!) He has been holding onto toys and transferring them from one hand to the other for months. He grabs and reaches for things that interest him, and talks, laughs, and interacts with other people all the time. He also eats wonderfully, and just tried a cup for the first time this evening. He sleeps through the night and can put himself to sleep without too much trouble.And we've changed a lot over the past six months too. I don't think either one of us realized how much you could love a person so tiny, or how happy/proud/scared/excited/grossed out/nervous/thrilled/ surprised or how much fun we could have every day. We both know we're very lucky to have such a wonderful baby, and such a great family to share him with. I would never change how our lives have played out, even though they haven't gone quite as we planned, just because he makes it so wonderfully worth it.
We love you Booger!
OK- I'm done being sappy!
I have a wonderful friend who watches the Booger for us while we're at work. They have a Doberman, a Chihuahua and the cutey pie (Hannah) above. All three dogs love him- the little ones even try to hog him, and keep the Doberman away from him! Hannah joined their family just after the Booger joined us, though as you can see, he's got a few pounds on her already. He loves to play with them, and is starting to really want to get up and chase after them. They are blissfully unaware of what's in store once their 'toy' starts moving and grooving!
Excited to see what other twos are coming!
Monday, July 28, 2008
Here's another one... only cuter and much more fun!
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Saturday, July 26, 2008
He gets so excited while he eats, he jumps and reaches and sings. Even for peas, now that he has gotten used to them. He is very demanding, though. I have to get his food ready in the other room or he gets mad seeing it and not being able to have it- he yells at me and just looks sooo desperate. As though we are starving him (he has to be nearing 20 pounds).
Stay tuned for more new foods and other fun tomorrow. We have another important day- any guesses?
Friday, July 25, 2008
Lesser known milestone # 1
Despite the slobber and who knows what else that was on these wonderfully public items, the Booger loved sitting up and being able to check things out without the blinders of his carseat. He was super excited to be able to look around and watch people walk by him at Fazoli's and flirted with anyone who looked his way, then showed off his rasberry blowing skills in attempts to impress them even more! (I believe it worked- one of these days he's gonna catch himself a baby girlfriend with his slick moves). He liked rolling by things in the shopping cart to- almost like the car, but even better because he could see everything, and even tried to reach out and grab things as we went by.
What are some the milestones you and yours have celebrated? Any traditions you celebrate just in your family?
Thursday, July 24, 2008
He and Daddy love to play, and they decided to play dress up today while Daddy was getting ready for work. He wouldn't barely stop looking at and talking to Daddy so Mommy could take pictures.
Let's start potty training- I look good in boxers!
Blanket? Nope- Daddy's polo!
Where'd he go?
There he is!
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
Just in case you were missing the cutest baby ever (in my opinion at least!)
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Number one topic: Diaper tracking and analysis!
Who would have thought that once you become a parent, one of the most frequent thoughts you'd have about your bouncing bundle of joy would be about diapers- and not whether you have enough- but what's in them?
I'm sure that all the super helpful, informative parent books and magazines are partly to blame. How many times have you read something about the number of dirty and/or wet diapers your baby should have at this age and that age? How many times have you felt bad because you didn't count how many he or she had, and then spent the next day obsessing to make sure they are 'functioning' properly?
With an almost 6 month old who is eating solid food (or what passes for solid food at this age), one of the staple questions after the usual "How was your day?" and "What's for dinner?", has now become "Did the Booger poop today?" This is followed by a description of whatever the lucky parent recieved as a gift that day. We have split baby duty pretty fairly, and the Booger's daddy has always done diaper duty with me, but recently we've both tried to pass at least one diaper change a day to the other parent for one reason and one reason only- stink.
I have heard people in awe over how so much of something so ucky could come out of something so little and so cute. I've now officially joined that club because the Booger has another talent- filling his diaper so full it comes out the top in the front and the back. Never thought I'd have to clean anything but fuzz out of his belly button...
Anybody have their own Olympic diaper stories? I'm sure we'd all enjoy a good laugh at the expense of someone else's washing machine! Tell your friends- maybe if we get some good ones, we could vote on the top three for some diaper coupons.
Friday, July 18, 2008
We recently moved the Booger's baby bathtub into the big tub because he discovered the joy of splashing. After one bath that bathed the whole bathroom, the Booger, and Mommy, we thought it best to provide some damage control.
His second bath in the big tub was even better the first! He splashed and laughed and smiled and wiggled all over. Then I gave him a mohawk with the little bit of fuzz he has, which he thought was quite funny. Next, I think we're ready for water toys, I am very excited about the light up duckies we got at his first baby shower! Thanks Aunt Barb!
Geez, Mom, how embarrasing!
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Now, he discovered, he can combine his beloved toys and the fun noise pounding makes. Oh, the simple joys!
Be sure to watch his face...he keeps surprising himself!
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Thanks to my sister, we had a good idea where to start and how to introduce new things, she even sent my a chart they used to keep track of what we tried and when. I tweaked it a little, and this is what I came up with. Check it out and feel free to pass it on or tweak it for yourself.
Mom! How' do I do this?!?
Whenever he gets excited though he always throws his arms out, and it got the best of him today. He was sitting up across from me, and looked up and gave me the sweetest smile, threw out his arms, then... he toppled backwards!
Mind you, like every baby he has fallen over before or bummed his head and had other little baby accidents, and even though I expect him to cry he never has.
Oh my, right away he started bawling- huge crocodile tears, and howling with a horrible, hoarse cry. Then he paused, and let out an even bigger wail! I scooped him up and cuddled him and kissed his sweet little fuzzy head until he calmed down and looked up and gave me the sweet smile that started it all!
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
This weekend he rediscovered his rasberry blowing abilities. He has since logged hours of rasberry blowing fun. He is figuring out how to take turns with us, and if one of us waits too long to blow one at him, he reaches out and grabs our mouths or chins to make us do it again.
He puts his whole baby self into this terrific fun- he jumps up and down, opens his mouth reeallly wide, sticks out his tongue and blows all the air his little lungs can hold (along with all the drool in his mouth) at us.
We spent at least half an hour playing last night when we woke him up for his last feeding, and when he ate this morning, he tried to get me to play again, even after I put him back down and left the room. When I wouldn't play, he blew rasberries at the ceiling until he tired himself out enough to fall asleep again. Silly boy!
No luck catching it on video yet, but stay posted- I'll keep trying!
Friday, July 11, 2008
A couple weeks ago, he was eating one serving of cereal a day, and started throwing a little baby temper tantrum whenever it was gone, so we added another feeding. Now, even with two servings plus nursing like usual, he is either still fussy after he finishes or hungry much earlier than we expected. So...onto the next big thing. Sweet potatoes.
No worrries though, there's lots more where that came from- I just stocked up on lots of delicious (yes, we try it all) baby foods. Thanks to BRU, Meijer, and Gerber coupons. Meijer has a baby sale this week- lots of deals, and with coupons I got 10 packages of 2nd foods for 8 dollars. BRU had 4 for 5, so I got 8 for 8 with the coupons-Mom's best friend!
Thursday, July 10, 2008
So, a few weekends ago, Grandma decided she was going to take us to have them taken. Here's how it went:
*Pick out outfits. Pack the diaper bag. Include favorite toys, hoping to elicit a smile on demand. Feed the Booger, hoping his full belly that will last through pictures.
*Load the Booger, Mommy, Daddy, and Grandma in the care. Drive across town to the mall.
*Unload at the mall. Catch the Booger's hat that goes flying off in the wind.
*Go to Sears. Wait patiently for 3 other people at the desk. Talk to the nice lady at the desk. Quickly discover the nice lady is crazy to think we are going to pay that kind of money for a baby who is unable to perform any sort of miracles, magic tricks, or gymnastic feats to capture on film.
*Have a conversation with the nice, crazy lady about the very small package we would like. Listen in confusion as she explains the wonderful benefits of the Smile Saver Card. Discover there are no appointment times today, and discuss payment options.
*Look at Grandma and kindly tell her I think she's crazy if we're going to let her spend that much for pictures of a very cute, but altogether not yet gifted baby.
*Decide to make an appointment, but go check at JCPenneys. Proceed across the mall. With Booger and Daddy in tow.
*Discover the nice ladies at Penneys must be as crazy as the nice lady at Sears. But, lucky us, they do have an appointment today...in an hour. Consider nap time and the last time the Booger ate and think of a package of red faced, screaming baby pictures. Decide that is not a good idea.
*Tell Grandma that I can take better pictures at home. Then everyone can pick whatever they want from Snapfish for .15. Figure Grandma would never be able to spend that amount of money even if she ordered every single picture I took.
*Head back across the mall. Load the Booger, Mommy, Daddy, and Grandma back into the car. Drive back home. Continue to marvel at the expense of having a baby's picture taken.
Several days after that excursion, the Booger and I had our own impromptu photo shoot. I think we did pretty well. I plan on taking it outside one of these days, but here are some of my favorites so far.
This was one of our first (and best) shots before I realized I should change him into something a little more 'formal'...hehe
Do you have somewhere you take your kids that has been terrific and worth the small fortune? How do your kids do with the event that getting pictures taken is?
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Uhh.. Mom, what am I wearing?
Hanging on for dear life
The Booger on a jet ski for the first time...starting him young!
Mommy on the water... only minutes before she ended up in the water
Double fistin' it next to the lake... does it get any better?
What did you do for the holiday? Hope it was as fun and relaxing as ours!
Friday, July 4, 2008
I had a hard time thinking about not being pregnant anymore, so much so that I remember crying about it. One, I hadn’t ever felt better about myself. I carried the baby out in front like a basketball, and was lucky that pregnancy agreed with me. People would tell me how cute my belly was. I never got compliments like that before. Why mess with a good thing? Two, I was scared to death of taking care of a brand new baby. Three, I was more than scared to death of actually, ahem… having, a baby. It had to hurt, and everyone has their horror stories and simply couldn’t resist telling a poor, innocent soon-to-be mom every one of them.
During my last trimester, everyone was asking if I was ready. And I kept saying “Not a bit!” Then they’d tell me, “You will be, just wait.” I didn’t believe them. Then I started getting stretch marks, I stopped not having indigestion, and the baby wouldn’t keep his heels out of my ribs. They were so right.
Now, I spend hours staring at my baby, marveling that I made him. That this beautiful, perfect boy lived in my belly for ten months. Yes, ten months. People like to pretend it’s only nine, but any full term mom knows better!
Barely an hour old. That hat can't even pretend to fit him anymore!
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Recently, we discovered he loves to be shaken! He just laughs and smiles and squeals. It is the sweetest thing ever. But he always stops the minute I pick up the camera. We were playing last night, and I was finally able to catch him- until he realized he was being filmed and was suddenly camera shy, but was living it up until then. Just watch the video and try not to smile! (Ignore my creepy laugh in the background...)
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
I am a very busy, ambitious person and have always been on the go. I knew I wanted to be a mom and love my son more than I ever imagined. After the first few weeks, I was really not sure if I could go back to work. However, after being in the house for weeks I needed to be out in the world with adults, tackling something concrete. My son was born in January, and we live in Michigan, so even when he was old enough to be out and about, I had to hope the weather would cooperate. Stay at home moms are amazing, wonderful women who don’t get the credit they deserve.
Truthfully, I didn’t like doubting myself as a new mom, where I questioned everything. Did he have enough to eat? Was he too cold? Too hot? Was he sleeping too much? Was THAT normal? I knew I was competent at work and that it would be good for me and my family to be more self-assured again.
I am lucky enough to have a job that was flexible, not my dream job, but doable. My original plans to return to work from home fell through. At first, I was secretly happy because it meant more time with my wonderful baby. But then reality (and bills) hit home and I knew I couldn’t really enjoy it for much longer. I now work part time with a flexible schedule. I work two full days while my mother in law stayed with my son. The other three days, I leave work before my husband has to be to work, and we have a friend to help us out in a pinch. Thanks to this schedule and knowing that I get to come home on my lunch break to feed him, returning to work wasn’t as hard as it could have been. I never have to go more than a few hours without being with him.
Being home for most of the day several days a week gives me plenty of time to do laundry, cook, do other wifely things around the house, and spend time with my wonderful baby. What will I do when I have to really join the world of working moms?!?
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Reader's Digest Version-
The other day I read a magazine article...who isn't obsessed, ahem interested, with parenting magazines or books or anything else that slightly resembled a how to manual for the first year? The article was about baby milestones and how different babies met them at different ages, yada, yada. One of the milestones was recognizing their own name...
Enter my realization- we rarely call our son by his name. Since his first month, his dad has been calling him Booger. Don't ask where it came from- we don't know. He's the one and only Booger and he's ours. And he's the cutest Booger ever! So, I guess we'll stick with it. (Check back with me when someone asks his name and he says "Booger"...) hehe
Results: pictures of a one week old Booger, a onesie for 2 months old, and a box of pictures, hospital bracelets, and other momentos. And a baby named Booger.
The one thing I've accomplished consistently is posting pictures in multiple places and emailing my mom and sister. So now the plan is to multitask and keep up with how amazingly quickly he grows, and maybe actually end up with a traditionish type something! We'll see!