Sunday, December 30, 2007
Saturday, December 29, 2007
So I ran downstairs to ask Aunt Donna and Grammy if this was normal or was my kid acting unusually? They assured me this was normal and that is was part of his learning how to crawl and walk??? Then at dinner he started doing it to Stephen. I just hope he doesn't go back to school and start humping the teachers... that could be a problem.
So I just looked it up on the internet. Other parents have asked the same question and the experts say it's just a new "move" he's learned... phew.
Friday, December 28, 2007
After his bath it was time for our first foray into dental care. I sat him on my lap and started rubbing that plastic thingy all over his gums (made sure to get the molars and his tongue). Jack loved it. He was mesmerized by the whole thing. I bet it felt good since he's obviously still teething. The only issue was that he kept biting down on my finger... really hard. I think I could lose my fingernail if he keeps chomping on my pointer finger.
So now after Jack has breakfast this morning we'll try it again. We certainly don't want him to have stinky breath when he goes to visit people later today.
By the way, Stephen is starting a petition that all babies should be born with a full set of teeth... surmising that popping them through one at a time is cruel and unusual punishment.
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Here is Jack reaching out to touch his tree... and you know how much he loves trees! Grammy researched all the different kinds of Jacks there are... like Jack and the Beanstalk, Jack Sprat, Jack and Jill, Jack-a-roo (a cowboy), Jack in the pulpit... and it's covered in Jack-in-the-boxes (or is it Jacks-in-the-box?). Very cute. What you can't make out in this picture are the little "jacks" all over the tree... actually I'll go right now and take a close-up:
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Then we started opening gifts:
Then we left the house just before noon an traveled... to Grandpa Tractor and Grandma Rose's house... Jack was awesome... he slept the whole way.
Nan came down to visit... Jack gave her a lot of really good smiles. And Nan made him laugh beeping his nose... he seemed to really like that.
Uncle Karl came over too... In case you were wondering, Jack was not afraid of the bushy beard!
I got a lot of great presents... I must have been really good this year. More details to come tomorrow. I'm exhausted.
Monday, December 24, 2007
Gotta run... I think I hear reindeer on the roof.
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Mom and Ron are here visiting. We took them to Bass Pro... 2 floors of nothing but fishing, hunting and camping equipment. The place is actually pretty neat: it has an aquarium, shooting game and will soon have a bar. Great combination you're thinking: guns and beer... good plan. After spending about 90 minutes at the store we headed out to dinner. Jack fell asleep on the way to the restaurant, stayed asleep while we ordered... continued to snooze while we waiting for our dinners. And voila! He woke up as soon as my burger was put in front of me. Naturally I forgot to bring him a toy to play with so the top to his bottle had to suffice. It never fails: Jack will always wake up just as you're about to eat.
Friday, December 21, 2007
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
I can't stand it. They're so cute. I don't think I can wait until Tuesday to try them on his tiny little feet. I think he'll really like wearing them... they will be really comfy and warm.
He still has that cough from Thanksgiving. Hopefully it will go away soon. I've laid off the Benadryl at night, thought he might start to get hooked. Don't need a baby-junkie on my hands.
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Of course our snowblower wouldn't start the other night... (as discussed in an earlier blog entry) so Stephen was contemplating shoveling... again. Then... our doorbell rang. I was joking that it was going to be a neighborhood kid willing to do our driveway for 50 cents the way my Mom used to when she was just a wee-one. But it was our neighbor Tom who was concerned that Stephen was away and I was going to be house-bound. I explained that Stephen was home, but our snowblower was on the fritz. So he and our other neighbor Tim rolled their machinery over to the house and started working away at the huge pile of snow. Stephen headed out as well and entertained the troops as well as shovel a ton of snow. Now the driveway is clean... and Stephen didn't have a heart attack (as his mother fears) shoveling. Here are the three amigos working away at the snow...
Sometimes I'm so happy to be a girl. I would hate to go out and shovel. When Stephen travels I'll have to make sure I play the "helpless female" role to get a little help with the driveway. I have a feeling this is going to be a long winter!
Friday, December 14, 2007
Here's a picture of the two of them:
Right after this picture was taken, Jack rolled off the snow pile and into the snow itself. He got snow all over his face and boy did he not like that! So now they are inside warming up, I'm working and I think Jack will be napping soon... yeah.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Yes... that is Baby Man scooting along trying to get to his father, who was trying to catch the memorable moment on video (the flash is that beacon of light you see).
He only crawls for things he really wants, like a tablecloth, plant, dirty shoe, bottle of water, Chatiemac... he's very particular as you can see.
When we dropped him off at school this morning they didn't believe he could crawl. By the afternoon they were believers.
This crawling is really tiring him out too. He was full of energy after his dinner of mixed veggies and applesauce. I thought he might actually make it to 8pm tonight. I was wrong again. I put him on the floor to go through some crawling exercises and he was pooped by 7:15.
Sunday, December 9, 2007
Take a look:
Jack is no longer allowed to chew on my chin. It was cute when he had only gums, but now that he's become a Baby Shark... it's not fun nor pain-free anymore. But he has stopped grabbing Stephen's ear... now he bites it and he calls him Mike Tyson.
Saturday, December 8, 2007
So we got home and Stephen put the tree in the tree stand and then brought it in. You had to see Jack's face when he saw a real live tree in his house. You know how he loves trees... this had to be a great day for him. He would just look at it and shiver. He loves it. Thankfully his crawling has not progressed much otherwise that tree (and the tree skirt with fringe) would be in serious danger. Tomorrow we are going to decorate the tree... and then I'll post a picture.
Friday, December 7, 2007
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Here's a picture of my little family from Thanksgiving. Note Jack's sharp duds.:
Yep, that's Burberry on my Baby Man. The shirt was a little big, but he'll fit into it soon... hopefully. Now if only he didn't have his hand in front of his face this might be a good picture of us all.
Now here's Jack hanging onto his Dad's ear. Whenever Stephen picks him up, Jack automatically grabs on. But he doesn't just hold on nicely... he twists, and pulls and it actually hurts!
Monday, December 3, 2007
Sunday, December 2, 2007
Yes, that is Jack reaching desperately for the table cloth. I think Alyssa has a little rosacea, but she's a good kid.... she's about the same weight as Jack and she is 5 months older! She did enjoy smashing the cake between her hands, but she ate none of it. Jack's first birthday party is now in the books.
Friday, November 30, 2007
Tomorrow Jack goes to his first birthday party. Alyssa at "school" is turning 1 and her parents are giving her a party at Chuck E. Cheese. Should be interesting. I'll take pictures.
Monday, November 26, 2007
As for Thanksgiving, I was convinced he would like mashed potatoes since they are my single most favorite food. Wrong. I put some in his mouth, he let them liquify and then he let them dribble out. We tried to take his picture for our holiday card, but he wouldn't smile for the camera. He just sat there like a stiff as if we were torturing him. Well, we sort of were. I had him in his new Burberry outfit that is obviously too large for him. His hands were where his elbows should have been.
Now Jack has a cold. He is coughing, sneezing and has watery eyes and a runny nose. The doctor said to give him children's Benadryl. It knocked him out like he was on sleeping pills. And it didn't even help the coughing.
We have (okay I did) hung our stockings on the mantle. I ordered new green velvet ones with a red cuff... from Pottery Barn that say Jack, Mom and Dad. I already put a present in Dad's...
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
It's the Francomano Family... in a way you've never seen them before. Now I know this is through Office Max... which flies in the face of one of my biggest clients: Staples... but it's so funny I couldn't stand it.
T-minus 2 days 'til Turkey Day... woo hoo!
Sunday, November 18, 2007
But he must be Stephen's baby... because Jack resembles his grandfather, "Pooh."Maybe next summer Pooh will teach him the finer points of "hosing" As I began to think about this... Jack's family could really teach him a lot:
- Grammy will teach him how to read
- Allie & Olivia will make him a fine little cheerleader!
- Uncle Art might teach him how to ride a dirt bike (uhh... never)
- Aunt Donna could help him build a volcano
- Grandpa Tractor could give him rides on the tractor and the firetruck...
- Grandma Rose might like to show him how to ride a bike
- Uncle Bobby could could help him learn to catch a ball
- Grandmother (aka Grandma Sheep) will teach him how to be the dog whisperer
- Hunter & Drew might like to show him the finer points of playing with Legos
Thursday, November 15, 2007
And as you well know, dressing a baby is not always the easiest task. Recently Jack has taken it upon himself to turn himself into a human log and roll around the room... naked. This while I try to put a diaper on him while Stephen tries to brush his hair (aka The Uncle Fred).
Once we get the little man put him in pajamas... he's already rubbing his eyes... letting us know he's ready for bed... all of this by 7pm. Just in time for a good round of the "Andy Griffith" show, ba ba and some rocking... and it's off to dreamland for a decent 10 hours. Then at 5:30... it's time to start all over again... which is a good thing.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Monday, November 12, 2007
Our last stop: Grandpa Tractor's house... as you see here:
He was hugged, kissed and cuddled more than ever before in his entire life. I think he really likes it when we jazz up his routine. Life with Mom and Dada must be getting tiresome.
Right now we're watching "Run's House" on MTV. Do you ever watch it? It's entertaining and yet it teaches you somethings... like how to be a funny yet effective parent. Run is from Run DMC (the rappers) and he and his family are living the high life in Jersey. His kids are handed a lot for doing nothing, but all in all I think they are good kids... who have a heck of a lot of stuff.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Right now Baby Man is sleeping in his car seat. We went over to our friend the Maurer's today to visit. Jack got to watch Lindsay and Amanda play... he loves watching the big kids. In fact he's mesmerized by them like at "school." They also have a really big dog, Memphis... a Burmese Mountain dog. Baby Man enjoyed staring at him, grabbing his fur and then trying to eat it. We also picked up a high chair. They weren't using it anymore and it was used for barely a month. Finally I won't have to feed the little guy in his office.
Monday, November 5, 2007
Sunday, November 4, 2007
But before I gave Jack the little, round, whole-grain morsel I said to Stephen, "we know what to do if he chokes, right?" Stephen said yes and then acted out giving a baby the Heimlich. I felt confident. Jack was in a good mood. Stephen was ready to jump into action. Chatiemac was ready to clean up the remnants.
So first I put two Cheerios on Jack's tray. Didn't even phase him. He only stared at the little bowl of cereal I had in my hands. So then I put the bowl of cereal in front of him. Still zero interest. So I resorted to putting one directly in his mouth. At first he looked perplexed. Then he look inquisitive. Then he started choking.
I immediately whacked him (gently) on the back. Stephen came over and asked if the Cheerio was out yet. I started to get a bit frantic and I picked him up, leaned him forward and lightly pummeled his little back. Still nothing. I then stuck my hand in his mouth and felt every crevice of his little mouth for that damn Cheerio. But still nothing. By now he stopped choking. And started laughing. That little turkey. I then gave him a good long swig of the ol' ba-ba.
Cheerios are banned... at least until he gets a tooth.
Friday, November 2, 2007
Here is Jack's impression of Superbaby. He has a very strong core. That comes from the pilates that we are so addicted to!
They're talking about 50+ mile per hour winds tomorrow and up to 3 inches of rain. Crazy. So Jack and I went for a stroll today since we won't be able to get out of the house tomorrow. We went to the rec center where there is a swing set and slide. So I plopped him in the baby swing. He seemed to enjoy it... you make the call:
Thursday, November 1, 2007
I'll have to do it by eating less. Exercise is just impossible. I already get up at 6am to start the day and we don't get home from work until 6pm (and it's already dark). I'd walk during lunch, but I've been so busy, so that's not possible. I'm lucky if I even get enough time to run up to Shaw's and buy an overpriced salad.
I'll let you know how I do... but first I have to go polish off that leftover Halloween candy.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
We probably got about 40 trick or treaters. My favorite was the princess who refused to wear her costume so her mother was forced to yell, "she was supposed to be a princess" to all the people handing out candy.
Our one neighbor was handing out those airplane bottles of liquor (not to the kids, but to the parents). I wanted to run over and get some Bailey's for my coffee.
Jack also took another trip to the ol' pediatrician today. We were concerned because he was refusing to eat. What! My child refusing to eat? Impossible but true. Over the last two days he probably had 25 ounces where he would normally have about 65. Every time you put the bottle in his mouth he would just let it sit there. Finally this afternoon I got myself worked up enough that I got him a quick appointment. So Stephen and I pick up the Jack-meister early, head over to the doctor's office, sit and wait, and wait and wait. When the doctor examined him all was well. The diagnosis - teething! Yet again I take my son in, fork over the co-pay, only to find out he's getting teeth. So I brought him home, gave him some Tylenol and within an hour he was happily sucking away on his bottle.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Monday, October 29, 2007
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Saturday, October 27, 2007
On Wednesday, at school, they are going to have the Halloween parade. I'm hoping it's early enough that Stephen and I can figure out how to be there, I know it's important to Jack :) Actually I really just want to get a picture of the kiddie parade so I can post it here on the blog.
I bought about six bags of candy today. Hopefully there will be some left on Wednesday. I plan on answering the door with my little Jack 'O Lantern on my hip.
Friday, October 26, 2007
Thursday, October 25, 2007
This morning was a bit rough. I had to be on a conference call at 8:30 am so Stephen and I were going to bring Jack to "school" after that. Well the call went a bit longer than expected and then when we got there, I realized I left his food in the fridge at home! So we quickly went to the CVS in town, I bought more food and then did the drop off. But of course on the way to the drugstore we were held up by a wide load trying to make a sharp turn. I normally don't mind waiting for construction vehicles to do their thing. But when you're in a rush, with a million and one things on your desk waiting to be done, it's exasperating! So then I get to the train station and miss the train by about 30 seconds. The next train? Yeah, not for a half hour. It felt like the never-ending trip into work today.
We've completed our remodel of the downstairs bathroom. Between Stephen and myself I think we did a pretty fine job. Stephen did all the hard work, I provided all the color commentary (not all of it was appreciated). Here are some pictures:
Now Stephen is down in NJ for the night, he'll be back tomorrow, so I'm on my own with Baby Man 'til then. I just hope he'll sleep through the night again... and I hope the Red Sox win again tonight!!!
Sunday, October 21, 2007
We've just started doing the home improvements we thought we'd get to as soon as we moved in. Little did we know how time would fly and then how whatever time we did have... would be completely sucked up by none other than Baby Man.
First on our list was the downstairs half bathroom. That's just about done and looks great. Next we're ripping out the the guest bathroom. And we may just end up with some professional help. A Boston-area cable tv station has asked for people to submit their requests for one day of help from an expert as part of one of their programs. The producer called me back to ask some questions, so Stephen and I are really hoping they send an expert down here to help us out. I'm hoping we just assist in the re-tiling of the bathroom. It looks easy, but I'm sure it's harderthan it looks. I'll let you know...
Tomorrow Jack is having his 6 month check-up. That means more shots. I hate when he gets shots, but I know they are for the best. I just hate to see him cry. I think he might also get the flu shot. He should be a real peach to deal with tomorrow.
Friday, October 19, 2007
Take a look:Now doesn't he look thrilled!
By the way I saved Chatiemac's life tonight. He started choking on piece of his food during dinner. So I reached down his throat, couldn't fix it... so I started to give him the Heimlich (sort of), that sort of worked, but what finally fixed him was me reaching back down his throat and dislodging the stuck food. He owes me.
Thursday, October 18, 2007
I do this for two reasons. One: I don't want my son in daycare five days a week, I just don't want to be away from him for that long. Two: it saves me enough money in commuting and daycare costs that I don't have to feel guilty about going to Starbucks and getting a mani/pedi at lunchtime.
There are positives and negatives to my situation and right now I'm trying to put into words the inner conflict I have with my current situation. In fact, I'm not really ready to talk about what they are right now, but I will as this blog goes on...
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Regardless we had a good time. I floated him on his back and he really liked it. I think he thought it was like being back in the womb.
The toughest part was getting out of the tub with the slippery little man and not falling! But we had success... he's clean, he's happy, he's fed... and he's now sleeping. Let's just hope he stays that way for at least a few hours...
Monday, October 15, 2007
The Red Sox are losing 0 to 4 right now in the top of the 6th inning against the Cleveland Indians. 2 men on, 1 out, Manny at the plate, full count.
Blogger was down. I wrote this post on Monday. Jack wore his cute navy rollneck sweater that says Jack. The Sox stink. They're down three games to one.
Sunday, October 14, 2007
But I must say he was a very voracious eater and jabbed that spoon into his mouth with a lot of gusto. Please note the rice cereal on his right eyebrow...
Friday, October 12, 2007
Today Jack is 6 months old, or as I like to say... he's a half! Check out the jammies, a little tight in the feet area. Figures they are sized for a 6 month old... yet he's already grown out of them! This would be a better picture if I didn't chop his head off... but he moves so much when I take out the camera that I can't get a good one. But I liked his smile in this one... so this is the one I'm posting :)
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Case #25... eliminated the $10. So far so good. One of the people she brought is her ex-husband. He's just being nice hoping she gets the big money. Now the banker is offering her $93,000. She says, "no deal." Oh lord.
Now she has to pick one more case, only four are left. The big reveal: $300. Wow, she's picking well. So now we have the case she chose initially and 3 other cases left: $50, $200, $25,000 and $1,000,000. The new offer is $133,000. What would you do? I wouldn't have even made it this far. I would have taken one of their first offers, but I'm a wimp like that. This lady again rejected this latest offer. Oh no.
Her ex-husband is saying take the money and run. Oh boy. No deal again. I might get an ulcer watching this show. The next case: #19... knocked out the million. You idiot. I told you to stop. Now she's going to end up with 25k if she's lucky. Nope, not even that. Now she's going to go home with $100.
She looks mad. I would be too. She just took the $100 deal and her case actually had $200 in it. So again she made another bad deal.
I could never be on this show.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
My question is: when we "fall" back on November 4th, will Jack want to go to sleep at 6:30 and get up at 4:30? If the answer is yes, how the heck do we get him acclimated to the new time? Is he going to have jet lag? Are we going to survive getting up that early? I think I know the answer to that one...
Sunday, October 7, 2007
Then he started spoiling us. He'd sleep from 7pm to 3:30am or so, and then fall back to sleep for another two hours or so. Now, he's taken it all back. Either he no longer likes to sleep or he's not feeling so hot or that darned tooth is still trying to break through. Yesterday his naps were no longer than an hour long. By the time 7pm rolled around, he was rubbing his eyes and looking very sleepy. So Stephen put him down like usual. What wasn't usual is that he then woke up crying at 11, 2, 3:30 and 6:00. What a night. Finally at 6 I brought him down stairs and tried to entertain him for 2 hours. Right now he's been asleep for about 25 minutes. I hope he starts getting the rest he needs (so that his parents don't go insane!). I did give him Motrin at 3:30, but it didn't seem to help all that much.
He goes to the doctor on Tuesday for his six month check-up, I plan on peppering her with a billion questions. Such as: why is he always congested, is the "lip sucking" thing he does normal, why does he give out little coughs every once in a while, does he have allergies, is it too early to test him for allergies, when can I give him Stage 2 foods, how much should he be drinking each day, is his weight okay, does he need the flu shot, etc?
Friday, October 5, 2007
- baby man tried peaches for the first time today (see picture); loved 'em
- he went on a "sleep strike" and only napped for about 1.5 hours today instead of the regular 3 or 4
- no tooth yet, still waiting
- stephen's flying home right now
- i'm admittedly watching "kimora lee, life in the fab lane" and she's 4 hours late for the vanity fair shoot - she says she's just not good at keeping an exact schedule. what she is good at is... is keeping other people late to wait for her
- i've really been craving fruit lately, hope i'm not pregnant again (just kidding stephen!)
- hopefully we'll be able to paint the downstairs bathroom this weekend, the naked walls are wearing on me
- my grandmother had a gall stone removed today and will have the whole GB removed next week
- i got jack a halloween costume. he's going to be a pumpkin. get it: jack o'lantern
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
Monday, October 1, 2007
Mom and I then took him to the doctor thinking he had yet another ear infection. Well, we were wrong. He's getting a tooth! I took him to the doctor because he's teething. The physicians must just shake their head in the office when mothers like me come in.
He's sleeping now. He has his butt in the air. And like his father would say, "he's wavin' it around like he just don't care."
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Today was the day I could wake up and not take care of someone else before me.
Today was the day I didn't have to change any diapers.
Today was the day I woke up at 5am looking for Baby Man and then wasn't able to fall back to sleep because I miss him so much.
Saturday, September 29, 2007
Friday, September 28, 2007
Here's a link: http://www.bugaboostrollers.com/Bugaboo-Bee.pro?gclid=CJ_a3pq0544CFQhtFQodpFuVEA
Do you think I'm crazy? Please vote at the bottom of the page. I need help.
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Short posting tonight, going to bed. (yes, I know it's only 8:30)
Monday, September 24, 2007
A baby needs his dad, and a mom needs the baby's dad too. I've decided Stephen can't go. I'll just write him a note that he's not allowed to leave. Remember when that's all you needed to get out school was a note from your doctor? Those were the good ol' days...
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Friday, September 21, 2007
Did you check out the new picture of Baby Man enjoying his carrots? Unfortunately I think he snorted more than he swallowed!
Thursday, September 20, 2007
The only person I think looks cute naked... is Jack. And that's because he has the cutest Buddha belly in the whole wide world. He's in the 75th percentile for weight and head circumference and in the 50th percentile for length. Hope he doesn't take after his short and fat mommy!
And just a development note: Jack is now tripoding and laughing when you tickle his tummy.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
But you know what? Tough luck. I'm going to sing anyway. Jack has never complained and I think he likes the sound of my voice... it's what he heard while he was in the womb, and it's what he'll hear outside the womb too. Whether he likes it or not...
"A bird doesn't sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song." -Maya Angelou
Monday, September 17, 2007
The plan is to take down the wallpaper, replace the vanity top, change out the light, scale back the big mirror, repaint the vanity and replace the toilet... and voila!
I'll tell you what is really going to happen. We'll end taking off some of the sheetrock during the wallpaper removal process, some random measurement that I took will be off and I see an issue with water at some point in the process.
Also, we're going to argue. It always happens. (Could that be because Stephen asks me for the "thing" over there and I don't know what "thing" he's talking about)
I'll post before and after pictures.
Now depending on how this first project goes, we may work our way up into the guest bathroom. Oh boy...
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Basically, as the mom, I get Jack up in the morning, change him, get him dressed, take care of him all day (Mondays & Fridays) or prep him for "school." Am I wrong? Don't get me wrong, Stephen does a lot more than a lot of other dads out there. He changes diapers, puts him to sleep every night and vacuums the house with Jack in the Baby Bjorn. But I feed him (breast, bottle and solids), do his laundry, pick out and buy his clothes, take care of him when I work from home 2 days a week...I think that equals 70% of the duties.
Now the other part I must confess, I do about 10% of the household chores. I basically do the grocery shopping and that's it. I don't even put them away, not because I don't want to, I just wouldn't put them in the right spot!
All right, gotta run, Jack just got up from his morning nap... and I had Stephen go get Baby Man, change his diaper... he's at about 11% so far today... only 19% more to go...
Friday, September 14, 2007
Right now "Baby Man, J.Bob, Jack-a-roo, Jack-a-pino, Jack attack, Jackmeister, Jackie, Jackson, Bub, Buddy, the Big Man" seems to have his second ear infection in as many weeks. Every time we try to put him down to sleep he starts screaming at the top of his lungs. I can't stand it when he has tears. So as we speak, he is sleeping on his father's shoulder as we watch the Red Sox - Yankees game. Right now our game plan is to take turns holding him, should prove to be a long night.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
My family got some bad news today. My husband's great uncle Phil (and he was great!) died this afternoon. He was the sharpest person you would ever meet. He was 93 years old and still remembered our wedding anniversary, when others just let the day pass.
A few weeks ago when we were in Shelter Island we took the short trip to Southold to visit Stephen's cousin Elena (see picture). Her parents (Helen & Phil) made the trip out there. For some reason we all knew it would be the last time we were going to see him. He was so excited to meet Jack. Since he was a retired pediatrician, I was very nervous that he was going to tell me I was doing something wrong... he didn't. Phil had nothing but praise for baby man and looked at him so adoringly. Uncle Phil was a special man and will be missed.
-"God bless his soul." -Phil Castellano
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
So how am I going to do it? First I should give up the muffins. How about exercise you say? But when the heck do I have time to exercise? I get up at 6 just to get the family out the door by 7:45 which gets me to work by 9... Then we're home by 6 or so, we take care of the baby, maybe give him a bath and feed him some carrots... and then it's 9 before you know it. Then we get up and do it all over again. I try to walk during lunch time, but I've been so busy lately I just haven't had the chance.
I'm full of excuses aren't I? The bottom line is I'm unhappy with this extra weight and I have to do this before it lingers too much longer. I'll let you know how I progress...
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
(Happy Birthday Olivia!)
Monday, September 10, 2007
Did I take Advil before I knew I was pregnant? Did I take my prenatal vitamin today even though it makes me sick to my stomach? Should I stop dying my hair while pregnant? Will an epidural really make the baby more drowsy after birth? Am I breastfeeding my baby enough? Should I send my baby to day care? You name it, I worry about it. And the guilt just piles on... and on... and on...
Until you realize, you can't be perfect and you can't do it all. You can just do the best with what God gave you. I think that's where I am today. We have a great baby so we must be doing something right. He doesn't have any birth defects (that we know of) from the Advil or the hair dye. And the breastfeeding is what the breastfeeding is...
Now if I could only find time to go get my hair dyed...
Sunday, September 9, 2007
But all was not perfect yet. He still woke up in the middle of the night wanting a quick snack. To be quite honest, I didn't mind these early wake up calls. In fact I think I enjoyed them. Jack was just so snuggly and warm... and quiet that I loved this time we had, just the two of us. But at a certain point I came to the realization that sleeping "through the night" would be a good thing. I still didn't know how to do this, because I felt horrible when Jack would whimper and moan... and I felt like I was ignoring his need for love and possibly food (heaven forbid my five month old 17 pound baby would go hungry!). Well, Linda, his "teacher", said just try it one night. Let him be. He'll fall back to sleep. I thought no way. He needs his Mom... he needs me to come and get him... he wants to be with me. Um... I was wrong. He just needed to be left alone for a minute and he'd fall back to sleep on his own. Turns out I was the one who needed to be with him. Even now I still wake at 1:30, expecting him to be up waiting for me. He's not.
Saturday, September 8, 2007
Much to his father's dismay, a new toy has entered the house. It's bright, it's large and it's now Jack's favorite. He is truly just trying to find out how to stuff each of these toys in his mouth. Right now he is working his way around the circle, yelling at each of the toys. I love the animal sound maker, it gives Jack the Spanish pronunciation as well. Soon he'll know more Spanish than me.
I came home with this today from Babies R Us. I really shouldn't be trusted to go there by myself, or at least without another adult. Stephen wanted me to get the one that folds up and can be put away. Unfortunately they were out of that one and I had to get this one. Though I like this one better. The other had a circus theme. I hate clowns. I know I should be more tolerant, but clowns are freaky. Who ever grew up and wanted to be a clown? They would be that freak at your reunion that no one makes eye contact with.
Happy birthday Karen. Happy Anniversary Bob & Judy... and Donna & Jeff.
Friday, September 7, 2007
Thanks... preciate it.
Right now Jack is asleep and Stephen is watching some horrid show on IFC about pimps. Does he really think this is something I'd be interested in watching? I like stupid shows... I'll admit I now love Hannah Montana (thanks Lucie). I used to like to watch the news all the time. That's obvious considering my past career. But now, with the baby, I can't bear to watch. Whenever I hear something about a child or a soldier killed in Iraq all I can think of is their mother and what she must be going through. I couldn't bear to lose my baby Jack... what would I do? I think once you have a baby you think of every horrible thing that could ever happen. And boy do I. I'll sit and daydream about horrible situations that will (hopefully) never happen in my life and what I would do. Case in point, I'm driving down the road with Jack in his car seat. I imagine crashing into a body of water and how I would wriggle my way to the back seat, unhook Jack and get us both out before drowning. Is this normal?
A mom's blog about her two little boys...