Saturday, October 9, 2010
Older but Younger
Happy 33rd Birthday (a few days late) to me! I have to say that though I feel physically decrepit half the time, I actually don't feel as old mentally as I did. I feel more mature, but now I don't feel so old because that advanced maternal age label isn't hanging over my head. You may be thinking, "But what about when you have your second child?" Oh but that probably won't be an issue. More on that particular matter in another post to come.
Friday, October 8, 2010
Overheard
Speaking of a girl who just had an ectopic pregnancy: "That's what she gets for telling everyone about the pregnancy that early!" (Yes - because God punishes you for excitement and not being a deathly terrified infertile.)
"All I'm saying is that when you stop trying so hard, you start to focus on yourself more and take care of yourself better. THAT'S why so many people get pregnant when they stop trying or go to adopt." (This from a woman who had a little trouble due to PCOS for a few months, went on Met and "fell" pregnant the second month on it. Very wise no?)
"Well he's a good color. It's nice that he's not SO dark. He's a nice in between and not too dark skinned."
(My elderly neighbor talking about my half Filipino baby. No words.)
"All I'm saying is that when you stop trying so hard, you start to focus on yourself more and take care of yourself better. THAT'S why so many people get pregnant when they stop trying or go to adopt." (This from a woman who had a little trouble due to PCOS for a few months, went on Met and "fell" pregnant the second month on it. Very wise no?)
"Well he's a good color. It's nice that he's not SO dark. He's a nice in between and not too dark skinned."
(My elderly neighbor talking about my half Filipino baby. No words.)
Fun Family Stories
*Tonight E was very excited about his book reading. It was past time for him to eat, so I kept showing him his bottle, but he kept pushing it away impatiently and leaning over the arm of the chair for more books. "NO Mommy. READ more! NO sleep!" Then he'd smile delightedly as he smacked the front of the chosen book. The sleepiness eventually won though.
*E has a few pairs of PJs that have animal faces on the feet. These include doggies and monkeys complete with ears. Since he loves to pull his socks off and play with his feet, these little animals get quite a work out. He recently realized that those cool things stuck to his feet actually had faces. Now we frequently see him hug his own foot while saying, "Aaaawawawawawaaaaaaaaaaaw." (That means I'm loving you doggie face - or whatever he's loving at the moment.) Very cute.
*Hub has been working on an extra project lately and not getting enough sleep. On top of that, he has some nasty allergies that prevent a quality snooze. I often bug him to try to get more rest. The other day we were getting in the car with the baby when I realized that I had forgotten the diaper bag. He said, "I'll get it," and ran back in the house.
The bag was just in the living room already packed, but it took him a few minutes to emerge. He opened the door and tossed a bag in to me. I looked at him blankly, waiting for the punch line before saying,
"I need the diaper bag honey."
"Yeeeeeah," he said, and indicated the bag he had handed me.
"No honey, the diaper bag. I need some of his other things." The bag he had handed me did indeed have a few diapers and a bottle in it, but that was all.
"What?? Do you want a HUGE bag?"
"Um, no, just the diaper bag."
"You want the big backpack thing for daycare???" he asked incredulously.
I stared at him blankly some more, my mind whirring for the right answer.
Finally I said, "Honey, this is NOT the diaper bag."
"Yes it is."
Complete bafflement.
"Um, nooooo. It's my LUNCH bag. My ORANGE lunch bag that you had to actually put baby supplies in to bring out. My lunch bag that has lunch stuff IN it."
He stared at me, perplexed, for a moment.
"Honey, I need the silver, small diaper bag that is always packed."
I finally saw the light dawn in his eyes. Then we laughed with the slightest edge of concern before fixing the problem and going on our way. I'm thinking I probably shouldn't have been OK with him being the driver.
Moral of the story: He figured out that he's sleep deprived, and that I'm not just bugging him for nothing.
*E has a few pairs of PJs that have animal faces on the feet. These include doggies and monkeys complete with ears. Since he loves to pull his socks off and play with his feet, these little animals get quite a work out. He recently realized that those cool things stuck to his feet actually had faces. Now we frequently see him hug his own foot while saying, "Aaaawawawawawaaaaaaaaaaaw." (That means I'm loving you doggie face - or whatever he's loving at the moment.) Very cute.
*Hub has been working on an extra project lately and not getting enough sleep. On top of that, he has some nasty allergies that prevent a quality snooze. I often bug him to try to get more rest. The other day we were getting in the car with the baby when I realized that I had forgotten the diaper bag. He said, "I'll get it," and ran back in the house.
The bag was just in the living room already packed, but it took him a few minutes to emerge. He opened the door and tossed a bag in to me. I looked at him blankly, waiting for the punch line before saying,
"I need the diaper bag honey."
"Yeeeeeah," he said, and indicated the bag he had handed me.
"No honey, the diaper bag. I need some of his other things." The bag he had handed me did indeed have a few diapers and a bottle in it, but that was all.
"What?? Do you want a HUGE bag?"
"Um, no, just the diaper bag."
"You want the big backpack thing for daycare???" he asked incredulously.
I stared at him blankly some more, my mind whirring for the right answer.
Finally I said, "Honey, this is NOT the diaper bag."
"Yes it is."
Complete bafflement.
"Um, nooooo. It's my LUNCH bag. My ORANGE lunch bag that you had to actually put baby supplies in to bring out. My lunch bag that has lunch stuff IN it."
He stared at me, perplexed, for a moment.
"Honey, I need the silver, small diaper bag that is always packed."
I finally saw the light dawn in his eyes. Then we laughed with the slightest edge of concern before fixing the problem and going on our way. I'm thinking I probably shouldn't have been OK with him being the driver.
Moral of the story: He figured out that he's sleep deprived, and that I'm not just bugging him for nothing.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
No More Milk
E had his last bottle with my milk in it on Tuesday. it had gotten to the point where it was taking me two days to get 3 or 4 ounces, and it just wasn't worth the time anymore. I still use some of my milk for cereal and such sometimes, but he's doing well with the formula. He is so obviously the driver in this plan, that it doesn't really bother me at all. Sometimes I miss the closeness, but he's a lovey bug, so I get it in other ways. He also snuggles pretty well when I feed him his bottle and sometimes wants only me to do it, so it's not so different.
I kind of miss that amazing ability, but to be honest, I feel free in a way too!
I kind of miss that amazing ability, but to be honest, I feel free in a way too!
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
9 Month Letter to Babybutt
Dear E,
You are now 9 mos old. (How does it happen??) Three months to go until that big year birthday! I don't know how Mommy's heart can take it. You are even more the light of my life than before. I didn't know it was possible for my love for you to keep growing. It was already so huge that it knocked me for a loop. Sometimes I feel like I'm going to burst with it. I think it's safe to say that Daddy feels the same.
You are still shy and sensitive, but growing more bold with time. When something's too much, you turn your face to my shoulder and grip me hard. That's how we know it's time to back it down. I love that you trust us so much. You rarely cry with us and seem to completely trust that we will fix whatever is wrong. You are ever so patient even when hungry, tired or dirty (which you HATE.) It still takes you some time to warm up to people, but it's not as scary for you. You fix them with "the look" for a few minutes. If they pass the test, that blindingly beautiful smile comes out. Can I just be a biased Mommy for a minute and tell you how many people have complimented you on your beautiful smile and adorable face? I think you'll have the power to be a charmer, but the sensitivity to use it wisely and kindly.
You finally try to crawl and pull yourself up! You've just now decided that it's something you'd like to accomplish. I think you've realized that's the only way you'll ever get those wires from which Mommy and Daddy so meanly hold you back. You're a big fan of opening drawers, but not a fan of peas, black beans or avocado.
Dancing is ever so fun, and you wiggle on your butt or feet when we say, "Dance dance baby!" You do it when music is playing as well. You still hate loud noises like packing tape sounds, but are lovey as ever. Your big new loving thing is to say "aaaaawwww" and pat us on the arm, leg, chest - whatever is handy. You pat me a lot. Daddy always says, "Good Mommy" as if I'm a puppy. It's pretty cute.
And man are you SMART! You really connect with us, try to figure out how things work and understand so many words. You love books even more than you did before and want to read often. You still turn the pages as you did from about 5 months on, but now if I show you 2, 3, 4 or even more books and say, "which one?" you pat the book you want to read. If you don't like the choices, you turn to look over the arm of the rocking chair where a more palatable choice may linger. I love reading to you. Mommy and Daddy love books, so it's pretty cool that you do too.
By the way, everything you see suddenly HAS to be the baby's. It's sometimes challenging to keep you from harm, but you are so very good about it when we turn you away from something. At most you fuss for a few seconds. I really can't complain. I have a wonderful baby.
Daddy is fond of saying that how beautiful you are is such a shock to the eyes after he's been away from you, and it's true. You are physically beautiful, no doubt, but your little soul shines so brightly for us, and the love that we all share is just a gorgeous thing. When that's all combined, it's almost overwhelming for your two humble little parents.
Love you forever and ever and ever,
M
You are now 9 mos old. (How does it happen??) Three months to go until that big year birthday! I don't know how Mommy's heart can take it. You are even more the light of my life than before. I didn't know it was possible for my love for you to keep growing. It was already so huge that it knocked me for a loop. Sometimes I feel like I'm going to burst with it. I think it's safe to say that Daddy feels the same.
You are still shy and sensitive, but growing more bold with time. When something's too much, you turn your face to my shoulder and grip me hard. That's how we know it's time to back it down. I love that you trust us so much. You rarely cry with us and seem to completely trust that we will fix whatever is wrong. You are ever so patient even when hungry, tired or dirty (which you HATE.) It still takes you some time to warm up to people, but it's not as scary for you. You fix them with "the look" for a few minutes. If they pass the test, that blindingly beautiful smile comes out. Can I just be a biased Mommy for a minute and tell you how many people have complimented you on your beautiful smile and adorable face? I think you'll have the power to be a charmer, but the sensitivity to use it wisely and kindly.
You finally try to crawl and pull yourself up! You've just now decided that it's something you'd like to accomplish. I think you've realized that's the only way you'll ever get those wires from which Mommy and Daddy so meanly hold you back. You're a big fan of opening drawers, but not a fan of peas, black beans or avocado.
Dancing is ever so fun, and you wiggle on your butt or feet when we say, "Dance dance baby!" You do it when music is playing as well. You still hate loud noises like packing tape sounds, but are lovey as ever. Your big new loving thing is to say "aaaaawwww" and pat us on the arm, leg, chest - whatever is handy. You pat me a lot. Daddy always says, "Good Mommy" as if I'm a puppy. It's pretty cute.
And man are you SMART! You really connect with us, try to figure out how things work and understand so many words. You love books even more than you did before and want to read often. You still turn the pages as you did from about 5 months on, but now if I show you 2, 3, 4 or even more books and say, "which one?" you pat the book you want to read. If you don't like the choices, you turn to look over the arm of the rocking chair where a more palatable choice may linger. I love reading to you. Mommy and Daddy love books, so it's pretty cool that you do too.
By the way, everything you see suddenly HAS to be the baby's. It's sometimes challenging to keep you from harm, but you are so very good about it when we turn you away from something. At most you fuss for a few seconds. I really can't complain. I have a wonderful baby.
Daddy is fond of saying that how beautiful you are is such a shock to the eyes after he's been away from you, and it's true. You are physically beautiful, no doubt, but your little soul shines so brightly for us, and the love that we all share is just a gorgeous thing. When that's all combined, it's almost overwhelming for your two humble little parents.
Love you forever and ever and ever,
M
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Friday Night Leftovers
- Yeah, so I finally got my butt in gear. What of it?
- Note that I am also way late. Even if I do it, I can't do it right.
- We figured out that little man is afraid of the dark. If we have enough light coming into the room, he sleeps (with a few little wake ups where he babbles) from about 7:30 until about 5:30. Then he wants some milk and goes back to sleep until 7 or 8 am. If we don't, he wakes up crying multiple times. Yes, we are spoiled right now. However, please see previous anguished no sleep posts.
- We had another baby and his Mama visit last weekend. E was afraid of him. He clutched me and cried if I put him down. He finally got used to it and played some. Then we had fun.
- I think it's because it wasn't the lovely Elizabeth or SoBee.
- Jen should not have moved away. (I need to make her feel guilty multiple times a week.)
- I think I may have ovulated. Progesterone does a body good. God it feels good to be ME again.
- My physicality is coming back. So I'm really NOT a lazy sack of potatoes! The last year or so had me convinced that was my default setting.
- Any ideas on cheap/easy baby costumes? E has to enjoy his first Halloween!
- The car broke down completely this week. Luckily we are able to have it fixed. This one is paid off. We did NOT want to have a new car payment.
- Nursing is completely and totally done. E says, "NO Mama!" And it's cool! I still get about 4 oz a day for bottle feeding, and I do it because I'm a cheapskate. Formula is pricey!
- Remind me to tell you a really cute baby story in its own post.
- Please see below termite concerns and help a girl out with some info!
Friday, October 1, 2010
Termites???
Sooo... a few weeks ago I thought I found a termite. I did not keep said bug, but called Terminix for an inspection. They found nothing, but offered their protection service for $800. We waited because... well.. $800.
This past weekend I found another bug that looked to be a termite (a swarmer.) I called a different company. They came out and saw nothing, but this time I had kept the bug. The man said it had very termite characteristics, but was like no other termite he's ever seen around here. He also said it's the wrong time for swarmers, and that I should have seen 100's or 1000's of them, not 2. He saw nothing alarming around the house at all, but also recommended protection system for $700.
The first company would use Sentricon, the second - Termidor. I know it's probably a matter of time before termites find our house (concrete block, but plenty of wood here and there to keep them busy.) Please - hit me with the advice! From what could be happening termite wise, to whether we treat now or not, to which system to use, to which company is best. Oh, and our car died. No one knows what's wrong with it. Joy.
I know I can count on you internets!
This past weekend I found another bug that looked to be a termite (a swarmer.) I called a different company. They came out and saw nothing, but this time I had kept the bug. The man said it had very termite characteristics, but was like no other termite he's ever seen around here. He also said it's the wrong time for swarmers, and that I should have seen 100's or 1000's of them, not 2. He saw nothing alarming around the house at all, but also recommended protection system for $700.
The first company would use Sentricon, the second - Termidor. I know it's probably a matter of time before termites find our house (concrete block, but plenty of wood here and there to keep them busy.) Please - hit me with the advice! From what could be happening termite wise, to whether we treat now or not, to which system to use, to which company is best. Oh, and our car died. No one knows what's wrong with it. Joy.
I know I can count on you internets!
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