Things have been crazy busy lately. Even as I type, Handsome is trying his darnedest to climb over my legs and get to the computer on the other side. He is so fast and can get into just about anything now. If you turn away for two seconds his hand is in the VCR or he had crawled behind the couch and out of sight.
Work is horrible. I have too much work to do in not enough time. Most of that is my fault though because I should have done all the work before now, I just haven't had the motivation, and now I'm in trouble with all the work I have to do. I told my boss I was unhappy, and he consoled me and then proceeded to tell another boss. Great. At least when my production sucks I can tell him that I warned him.
I gave Handsome about an ounce of water in a bottle just to see what he would do. He was a little shocked by the taste at first, but then he was just happy I would allow him to carry his bottle around. Since crawling requires all four limbs, he would either crawl a few steps and then push the bottle forward, or - and this is the one I am most impressed with - he would set the bottle up, to where the nipple is upwards, and then carry the bottle in his mouth as he crawled. Just now he is laying on his back, chewing on the bottle and growling at me. :) Too cute.
He is into laughing lately. If you repeat certain sounds he will just crack up and laugh forever. It's so great. I wonder if I prayed long enough, he would continue this through puberty. Wouldn't that be great? Here comes your 16 year old son with a grumpy look on his face, "What did you do in school today?" "Nothing." "How is everything?" "Fine." And just when the brick wall of non-communication seems strongest, you say "WEE!!!" and he laughs uncontrollably until he can't laugh anymore and then he starts talking to you. It should be a parent's superpower. Well, I'll keep praying anyway.
Both DH and I have been super stressed lately. We both need Christmas vacation to be here soon.
Friday, November 30, 2007
Monday, November 19, 2007
I don't understand
I don't understand. I got a call from my friend a few minutes ago. She was sitting at a family dinner when her husband got a call. She went to get his phone for him and it said, "Jill's phone." She handed the phone to him and he walked outside to answer it. When the in-laws had left for the evening, she asked him who Jill was. He said, "What do you want me to say?"
This is not the first time that this has happened. The last time he was having an affair with a woman that he worked with, and this time it is the same situation, different job, different girl. The last time they separated for a while, but she forgave him and came back. This time she may not forgive.
I don't understand. Why would you do that to your wife and two children? Three people who desperately love you and want to be with you and still you look for a relationship outside. And to be completely honest, my friend is hot. She's beautiful even after having two children. She eats well, exercises and still buys the smallest size on the rack. She gives him everything a man could want.
And yet he looks outside his house. His family life sucked so I'm sure that's part of it, but it's no excuse for the way he is treating her or treating his children. I truly believe that he still loves her and his children, but he's stupid. Stupid. He's an ignorant a**. I will not call him that to his face or anywhere else - except for here - out of respect for his wife and children, but that's how I feel. He's an a**. He doesn't realize that he has everything right now.
She said he started crying after they discussed him moving out of the house. He had all the power in the world to avoid those tears. If he had focused on the family that he had instead of looking elsewhere then there would be no tears.
So what is the right thing to do? Do you stay in the marriage because it's a marriage? Or do you walk away because you have to respect yourself and teach your children to demand respect from the people in their lives? I'm not a big fan of divorce, but I just can't believe that the right thing to do in this case would be to stay in a relationship where you don't trust the person that you are with and he continues to throw it in your face and disrespect you.
And now after almost ten years of marriage and two children, my friend is likely to be a single mother.
I don't understand. Don't understand.
This is not the first time that this has happened. The last time he was having an affair with a woman that he worked with, and this time it is the same situation, different job, different girl. The last time they separated for a while, but she forgave him and came back. This time she may not forgive.
I don't understand. Why would you do that to your wife and two children? Three people who desperately love you and want to be with you and still you look for a relationship outside. And to be completely honest, my friend is hot. She's beautiful even after having two children. She eats well, exercises and still buys the smallest size on the rack. She gives him everything a man could want.
And yet he looks outside his house. His family life sucked so I'm sure that's part of it, but it's no excuse for the way he is treating her or treating his children. I truly believe that he still loves her and his children, but he's stupid. Stupid. He's an ignorant a**. I will not call him that to his face or anywhere else - except for here - out of respect for his wife and children, but that's how I feel. He's an a**. He doesn't realize that he has everything right now.
She said he started crying after they discussed him moving out of the house. He had all the power in the world to avoid those tears. If he had focused on the family that he had instead of looking elsewhere then there would be no tears.
So what is the right thing to do? Do you stay in the marriage because it's a marriage? Or do you walk away because you have to respect yourself and teach your children to demand respect from the people in their lives? I'm not a big fan of divorce, but I just can't believe that the right thing to do in this case would be to stay in a relationship where you don't trust the person that you are with and he continues to throw it in your face and disrespect you.
And now after almost ten years of marriage and two children, my friend is likely to be a single mother.
I don't understand. Don't understand.
Handsome's favorite song
Handsome has a favorite song. He can be screaming bloody murder and nothing works to calm him down except for this song. Don't have any idea why he likes it, but my goodness does he ever love this song. And as a result, this is my new favorite song of all time:
Up on the housetop reindeer pause,
Out jumps good old Santa Claus.
Down thru the chimney with lots of toys,
All for the little ones, Christmas joys.
Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn’t go.
Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn’t go!
Up on the housetop, click, click, click.
Down thru the chimney with good Saint Nick.
Up on the housetop reindeer pause,
Out jumps good old Santa Claus.
Down thru the chimney with lots of toys,
All for the little ones, Christmas joys.
Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn’t go.
Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn’t go!
Up on the housetop, click, click, click.
Down thru the chimney with good Saint Nick.
Bathtime
Do you know what Handsome was doing during his bath time last night? Crawling. He refused to lay still for his bath, so I had to follow him with the soap to attempt to get him clean. This is definitely going to complicate bath time. Any ideas on how to keep him at least sitting still? I had a toy for him to hold, but that didn't seem to help anything.
Sleeping problems
For the past two days Handsome has been on a small sleeping strike. I think he caught my cold. He's been grumpy for two days straight. Whether you hold him or let him crawl he's going to be calm for a little while and then start fussing. Even all the tried and true methods of making him smile wouldn't work.
On Saturday Handsome was finally taking a nap around 6pm and of course he pooped all over the place. This woke him up earlier than he was naturally ready to wake up - again adding to the grumpiness. Then we had to wash the sheets (the extra was also waiting to be washed) and couldn't put him back to bed until they finished washing and drying. This means we couldn't put him to bed until 9pm.
I fed him and put him to bed. 20 minutes later he was screaming. I went to soothe him to sleep again and when I opened the door he was holding on the railing and standing on his knees. I walked him, patting his back, for a while and laid him back down. 30 minutes later he was screaming again. This time DH went to pick him up. He gave him a bottle and actually rocked him until he fell asleep at 11pm. That time he finally stayed asleep for a longer period.
Normally he wakes up in the morning around 9am. On Sunday he woke up at 7am. I got up to feed him and then he wouldn't go back to sleep again. As I also have the same cold he does, I was missing my sleep. I kinda cheated at this point to get more sleep. If I left his bedroom, Handsome would start crying, but he seemed to be ok with me just sitting on the extra bed in his room. So I left him in his crib with his little fabric blocks and climbing on the sides of his crib, and I laid down on the queen sized bed and nodded off to sleep. I did manage to wake up when he pulled the mobile of his bed off. I removed it completely from his crib and laid back down.
Screaming commenced two hours later, so I got up and faced the day. He managed to take one longish nap and did go to bed yesterday without much of a fuss. Hopefully we are over the hump and he will go back to his normal sleeping pattern.
I think I'm spoiled with how easily Handsome sleeps. On a typical day he goes to bed at 8pm after I've bathed a fed him. When I put him in his crib he's not actually asleep so he talks to himself for a little while until he falls asleep about 30min later. Then he's up around 5am when I feed him, and goes back to sleep immediately. He wakes up for the day around 9am, and then naps around 11am four about two hours and then again around 3pm for two or three hours. Now granted of all those hours, he's probably awake at least two or three of them just playing in his crib, but he's at least content and will actually start crying if you interrupt his "me" time.
On Saturday Handsome was finally taking a nap around 6pm and of course he pooped all over the place. This woke him up earlier than he was naturally ready to wake up - again adding to the grumpiness. Then we had to wash the sheets (the extra was also waiting to be washed) and couldn't put him back to bed until they finished washing and drying. This means we couldn't put him to bed until 9pm.
I fed him and put him to bed. 20 minutes later he was screaming. I went to soothe him to sleep again and when I opened the door he was holding on the railing and standing on his knees. I walked him, patting his back, for a while and laid him back down. 30 minutes later he was screaming again. This time DH went to pick him up. He gave him a bottle and actually rocked him until he fell asleep at 11pm. That time he finally stayed asleep for a longer period.
Normally he wakes up in the morning around 9am. On Sunday he woke up at 7am. I got up to feed him and then he wouldn't go back to sleep again. As I also have the same cold he does, I was missing my sleep. I kinda cheated at this point to get more sleep. If I left his bedroom, Handsome would start crying, but he seemed to be ok with me just sitting on the extra bed in his room. So I left him in his crib with his little fabric blocks and climbing on the sides of his crib, and I laid down on the queen sized bed and nodded off to sleep. I did manage to wake up when he pulled the mobile of his bed off. I removed it completely from his crib and laid back down.
Screaming commenced two hours later, so I got up and faced the day. He managed to take one longish nap and did go to bed yesterday without much of a fuss. Hopefully we are over the hump and he will go back to his normal sleeping pattern.
I think I'm spoiled with how easily Handsome sleeps. On a typical day he goes to bed at 8pm after I've bathed a fed him. When I put him in his crib he's not actually asleep so he talks to himself for a little while until he falls asleep about 30min later. Then he's up around 5am when I feed him, and goes back to sleep immediately. He wakes up for the day around 9am, and then naps around 11am four about two hours and then again around 3pm for two or three hours. Now granted of all those hours, he's probably awake at least two or three of them just playing in his crib, but he's at least content and will actually start crying if you interrupt his "me" time.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Soild food
I fed Handsome his first solid food today. It's interesting that they call it solid food. There was nothing solid about it. It seemed a bit like orange juice with the pulp. I mixed the organic rice cereal with breast milk like they said to do, and even added a little more rice cereal, b/c it just didn't seem like enough.
I sat him in the Bumbo on the kitchen floor, set up my video camera, and pried DH from his studies. And then I attempted to spoon feed Handsome. I have to preface this story with the fact that Handsome will put absolutely everything in his mouth. So I put the spoon to his mouth, he gave me a disgusted look and proceeded to spit everything out. He looked none-too-pleased with the whole process. I could just picture him saying, "Mom, what in the world are you doing?!" I kept trying to feed him and the majority of the food ended up on his chin and shirt. In fact after the first few spoonfuls, he wouldn't even open his mouth for the spoon anymore.
So I gave up. DH suggested we try the bottle, so we put it in a bottle. At first I tried to give it to him sitting up, and he wouldn't do much with it. I laid him down across my lap and then he tasted it and repeated the disgusted look. After a while though, he did manage to finish the three ounces that I had prepared. He was much better with the food in the bottle, but I don't think I'm supposed to give it to him that way. I'll try again tomorrow and see what happens.
Should I try the oatmeal variety instead? Would he perhaps like that better? Or should I continue with the same thing for a week just to get him used to it?
I remember being told that the majority of the first meal would end up on him instead of in him, but I thought we could manage a little more than what he got. He did manage to get a bath out of it and he loves his baths. I even let him sit this time and just held him in case he lost his balance. He was very excited.
On a side note, I have a cold. Boo. I hate colds. I went to the grocery store today and bought orange juice... and cookies. Both make me feel better. I'm washing my hands like a madwoman in the hopes that Handsome doesn't get sick.
I sat him in the Bumbo on the kitchen floor, set up my video camera, and pried DH from his studies. And then I attempted to spoon feed Handsome. I have to preface this story with the fact that Handsome will put absolutely everything in his mouth. So I put the spoon to his mouth, he gave me a disgusted look and proceeded to spit everything out. He looked none-too-pleased with the whole process. I could just picture him saying, "Mom, what in the world are you doing?!" I kept trying to feed him and the majority of the food ended up on his chin and shirt. In fact after the first few spoonfuls, he wouldn't even open his mouth for the spoon anymore.
So I gave up. DH suggested we try the bottle, so we put it in a bottle. At first I tried to give it to him sitting up, and he wouldn't do much with it. I laid him down across my lap and then he tasted it and repeated the disgusted look. After a while though, he did manage to finish the three ounces that I had prepared. He was much better with the food in the bottle, but I don't think I'm supposed to give it to him that way. I'll try again tomorrow and see what happens.
Should I try the oatmeal variety instead? Would he perhaps like that better? Or should I continue with the same thing for a week just to get him used to it?
I remember being told that the majority of the first meal would end up on him instead of in him, but I thought we could manage a little more than what he got. He did manage to get a bath out of it and he loves his baths. I even let him sit this time and just held him in case he lost his balance. He was very excited.
On a side note, I have a cold. Boo. I hate colds. I went to the grocery store today and bought orange juice... and cookies. Both make me feel better. I'm washing my hands like a madwoman in the hopes that Handsome doesn't get sick.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Doctor's Appointment
Handsome's six month doctor's appointment was on Tuesday (11/13). His stats:
Whenever the doctor came in and laid him down, he was ok at first just looking at her. And then he tried to turn over and she wouldn't let him because she needed to listen to his heart. He wasn't too happy with that so the screaming began. Whenever I picked him up he was ok, but after that he just wouldn't be happy with the doctor holding him. Another time we had to put him down on his back again and when she let him turn over and start crawling he was ok. Maybe he just feels more in control of things when he can crawl away.
He got four shots and of course screamed through the whole thing. Again, as soon as I could pick him up, he was ok.
The doctor HIGHLY recommended that we get the flu shot for him, but I declined. I don't know if I should have. I've done a lot of research on it and I still don't know what to do.
Reasons for getting the flu shot:
- 16 pounds 12 ounces (48%)
- 25.5 inches (25%)
- ~17 inches (75%) (his head circumference; I can't remember the exact measurement, but I remember the percentage)
Whenever the doctor came in and laid him down, he was ok at first just looking at her. And then he tried to turn over and she wouldn't let him because she needed to listen to his heart. He wasn't too happy with that so the screaming began. Whenever I picked him up he was ok, but after that he just wouldn't be happy with the doctor holding him. Another time we had to put him down on his back again and when she let him turn over and start crawling he was ok. Maybe he just feels more in control of things when he can crawl away.
He got four shots and of course screamed through the whole thing. Again, as soon as I could pick him up, he was ok.
The doctor HIGHLY recommended that we get the flu shot for him, but I declined. I don't know if I should have. I've done a lot of research on it and I still don't know what to do.
Reasons for getting the flu shot:
- It can save his life if he would have otherwise gotten the flu - can be deadly for infants.
- Don't have to worry about leaving him at the gym with other children.
- Don't have to worry about travelling to Texas on a plane with a bunch of potentially sick people.
- Very few known cases of actual adverse reactions to the flu shot.
- I would feel VERY guilty if he ended up with the flu and I didn't get the shot for him.
- I ride the train and DH goes to school so we could bring the virus home.
- Texas has been reported as having a few flu outbreaks.
Reasons for not getting the flu shot:
- The shot has been shown to be less than 40% effective in infants even if the correct strains of the flu were chosen for the shot.
- The shot is very likely to contain mercury, and the levels could be in toxic levels.
- No one has tested long term effects of getting the shot.
- No one states why six months is the youngest age to get the shot.
- He has to get two shots a month apart just to make the vaccination somewhat effective.
- It is effective two weeks after the last shot which wouldn't protect him for the trip to Texas anyway.
- He stays at home all day so he's not around other children or people often.
- He is breastfed.
- The protection provided from the vaccine is only temporary.
- Don't know if he is allergic to eggs.
- Only started being recommended for six month olds three years ago and no reason stated for this except that the flu is deadly for the young.
- The state we live in has not been reported to have any outbreaks of the flu.
I don't know why this decision has to be so difficult. I just hate putting something in his body that could possibly harm him with very few benefits.
What should I do?!
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Not so limited mobility
Well, Handsome is moving around even better these days. His crawl is now a bona fide crawl. His favorite spots seem to be the VCR, the small speaker wire on the bottom stair, and the coffee table with all its attractions. He will start crawling to the VCR and once he gets just within arms reach, he will lay down on his stomach, reach his hand out and simultaneously look back at me to see if I am watching. Sometimes I'll even get the smile when he sees that I am indeed watching him. When he's done smiling, his hand goes into the VCR so that he can hear the coveted noise that it will make when the door opens and shuts.
Then a couple days ago I heard him awaken from his nap, and went to get him from his crib and found his new talent. He had reached above the bumper and was holding onto the crib's railing - again laughing at me as I caught him in the act. Seeing as he is now starting to pull himself up - at least to his knees - on whatever he can climb on, I think it is now time to lower the crib mattress so that he doesn't climb out of the crib a little earlier than he can truly handle.
And with all this mobility, do you know what he STILL won't do? Sit. The boy refuses to sit. If you sit him in front of the TV and make no other noises, then he will remain seated and watch TV for a little while. Other than that, he refuses to sit still. I think he knows how to sit, he is just unwilling to do so. He would much rather be crawling and getting into something new. Now when you sit him on his little hiney, he will immediately lean forward, get onto his hands and knees and start crawling.
Then a couple days ago I heard him awaken from his nap, and went to get him from his crib and found his new talent. He had reached above the bumper and was holding onto the crib's railing - again laughing at me as I caught him in the act. Seeing as he is now starting to pull himself up - at least to his knees - on whatever he can climb on, I think it is now time to lower the crib mattress so that he doesn't climb out of the crib a little earlier than he can truly handle.
And with all this mobility, do you know what he STILL won't do? Sit. The boy refuses to sit. If you sit him in front of the TV and make no other noises, then he will remain seated and watch TV for a little while. Other than that, he refuses to sit still. I think he knows how to sit, he is just unwilling to do so. He would much rather be crawling and getting into something new. Now when you sit him on his little hiney, he will immediately lean forward, get onto his hands and knees and start crawling.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Smokey Bones
Last night we decided to go out to eat BBQ. Mmm... BBQ. This is the first time that we've taken Handsome out to eat at a sit down restaurant. I figured he turned six months on Friday so we should start attempting to take him out.
Well, things didn't start off well so I kinda wanted to scrap the whole idea. Handsome woke up at about 2:30pm and then I told DH that I was going to feed him and then we should go. That way we would be at the restaurant before the big crowds got there and before Handsome got cranky from being hungry or being tired. He said fine, but he wanted to finish his homework and bathe before we left. I knew disaster was upon us at that time. Even if I could wait, you can't really tell Handsome to please not get cranky from being tired and hungry.
We were out of our door just after 4pm and standing in the restaurant by 4:30pm. If you look at the time that Handsome woke up and was fed, then you will recognize that we had about one hour before his crankiness would begin.
The restaurant was already busy, so we had to wait in the foyer until our little buzzer went off. Handsome was in his carrier - which he is normally fine in - and after standing there for a little while, he started crying. I picked him up and he was ok. After about a 30 minute wait, we were seated. I held him in my lap the whole time because he was already tired and wouldn't have anything else. He played with the cardboard coasters until the food came and then as soon as the food came he started crying. Hoping that he was just hungry, but still knowing otherwise, I put on my handy-dandy bib-ish thing and fed him.
When he finished eating, he was better, but still not too happy. He was satisfied enough to just sit in my lap, suck his thumb and try to grab anything he could on the table. By the time the bill came, he was done and needed to be asleep.
Overall it wasn't too bad. He was mostly happy and didn't scream louder than the crowd at the restaurant.
The best part of the evening was the food. MMMMmmm. It was SOO good! I love BBQ. I'm going back as soon as we can find money to go again.
And as a side note, I did cry on Friday, when Handsome turned six months old. It wasn't for long, but that's just because I don't like to cry. I can't believe he's already six months old. He now has two teeth (the bottom front left one came in about two days after the bottom front right one) and his crawling is looking more and more like true crawling and he gets anywhere he wants to go.
When we were at the restaurant, one of the waitresses looked at him, said he was cute, and was laughing saying it looked like he just got out of bed. I HAVE to figure out how to tame the curls. For a while they tamed themselves, but now we are entering the wild stage. I just don't know what chemicals are safe to put on his little head. I'll ask the doctor on Tuesday.
Well, things didn't start off well so I kinda wanted to scrap the whole idea. Handsome woke up at about 2:30pm and then I told DH that I was going to feed him and then we should go. That way we would be at the restaurant before the big crowds got there and before Handsome got cranky from being hungry or being tired. He said fine, but he wanted to finish his homework and bathe before we left. I knew disaster was upon us at that time. Even if I could wait, you can't really tell Handsome to please not get cranky from being tired and hungry.
We were out of our door just after 4pm and standing in the restaurant by 4:30pm. If you look at the time that Handsome woke up and was fed, then you will recognize that we had about one hour before his crankiness would begin.
The restaurant was already busy, so we had to wait in the foyer until our little buzzer went off. Handsome was in his carrier - which he is normally fine in - and after standing there for a little while, he started crying. I picked him up and he was ok. After about a 30 minute wait, we were seated. I held him in my lap the whole time because he was already tired and wouldn't have anything else. He played with the cardboard coasters until the food came and then as soon as the food came he started crying. Hoping that he was just hungry, but still knowing otherwise, I put on my handy-dandy bib-ish thing and fed him.
When he finished eating, he was better, but still not too happy. He was satisfied enough to just sit in my lap, suck his thumb and try to grab anything he could on the table. By the time the bill came, he was done and needed to be asleep.
Overall it wasn't too bad. He was mostly happy and didn't scream louder than the crowd at the restaurant.
The best part of the evening was the food. MMMMmmm. It was SOO good! I love BBQ. I'm going back as soon as we can find money to go again.
And as a side note, I did cry on Friday, when Handsome turned six months old. It wasn't for long, but that's just because I don't like to cry. I can't believe he's already six months old. He now has two teeth (the bottom front left one came in about two days after the bottom front right one) and his crawling is looking more and more like true crawling and he gets anywhere he wants to go.
When we were at the restaurant, one of the waitresses looked at him, said he was cute, and was laughing saying it looked like he just got out of bed. I HAVE to figure out how to tame the curls. For a while they tamed themselves, but now we are entering the wild stage. I just don't know what chemicals are safe to put on his little head. I'll ask the doctor on Tuesday.
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Houston, we have teeth.
It is official: Handsome is teething. On Sunday I told DH, "Look, the front bottom part of Handsome's mouth looks a little white and Handsome has been chewing on his tongue a lot lately. I think he's starting to teethe." He said no, Handsome is not teething. Ok.
Then on Monday I get a call from DH when I'm at work that says, "Handsome is teething!"
The front bottom right tooth has already pushed through the gums and the front bottom tooth on the left is almost there. They are so tiny!! I remember baby teeth being small, but these look much smaller than I remember. It's so cute!
I'm waiting for the time when he's going to start biting me while nursing. He hasn't done it yet but I'm sure it is to come soon. All the other terrible things that are supposed to come with teething haven't come yet. I know they are on the horizon, but so far he's doing ok. He doesn't seem to be slobbering any more than normal, he is still sleeping as much as before and doesn't seem any more cranky than before.
Then on Monday I get a call from DH when I'm at work that says, "Handsome is teething!"
The front bottom right tooth has already pushed through the gums and the front bottom tooth on the left is almost there. They are so tiny!! I remember baby teeth being small, but these look much smaller than I remember. It's so cute!
I'm waiting for the time when he's going to start biting me while nursing. He hasn't done it yet but I'm sure it is to come soon. All the other terrible things that are supposed to come with teething haven't come yet. I know they are on the horizon, but so far he's doing ok. He doesn't seem to be slobbering any more than normal, he is still sleeping as much as before and doesn't seem any more cranky than before.
Monday, November 5, 2007
Scratch and sniff
Does anyone else's child scratch everything? No matter where Handsome is he wants to scratch whatever he can. He can be falling asleep and still scratching the mattress. His poor little nails seem to be bent back down in the quick and that can't be comfortable, but no matter how short I make his nails, the same thing happens.
You know what I love about the age that Handsome is at right now? I love the fact that he will smile about anything. All I really have to do is smile at him and he will unabashedly smile back at me. He will laugh as soon as I laugh. Can I skip the teenager years? Or just skip the rebellious part of the teenager years? I'm a big fan of the innocent smiles.
Handsome turns 6 months in four days. I can't believe he's already so old. It goes so fast! When I was pregnant, I thought as soon as he's 6 months I must have everything figured out and be used to being a mother. Now I'm not sure that point will ever come.
You know what I love about the age that Handsome is at right now? I love the fact that he will smile about anything. All I really have to do is smile at him and he will unabashedly smile back at me. He will laugh as soon as I laugh. Can I skip the teenager years? Or just skip the rebellious part of the teenager years? I'm a big fan of the innocent smiles.
Handsome turns 6 months in four days. I can't believe he's already so old. It goes so fast! When I was pregnant, I thought as soon as he's 6 months I must have everything figured out and be used to being a mother. Now I'm not sure that point will ever come.
Thursday, November 1, 2007
One more day
One more day until I can nurse Handsome. Last night I gave him a bottle for the first time. I've been refusing to give him a bottle because I don't want him to associate the bottle with me because I'm supposed to be the one who nurses him. But when last night came and it was time to put him to bed I didn't want to miss our time together again so I broke down and gave him the bottle. I was glad to be able to feed him again and it was close to restoring our bond, but it's not the same as nursing him.
I had originally planned to start nursing Handsome again on Friday morning when he wakes up, but now I want to start tonight. I took the medicine on Monday evening so tonight would be three days. The oral medication equivalent of what I took takes five to six days to leave your system and I took the topical version. The LLL teacher of the group that I go to looked up the medication that I took and it was rated as a risk of 2 (with 1 being safe and 5 being unsafe). I guess I will wait until Friday morning, but what I miss most is the feeding right before I put Handsome to bed. It just seems like there is such an intimacy with that feeding. He is calm and tired and trusting. When I finish feeding him and lift him up to burp him, he lays his head down right next to my neck and sucks his thumb. If I could let him sleep like that all night I would.
Either way, I get to feed him tomorrow morning. Yay!
I had originally planned to start nursing Handsome again on Friday morning when he wakes up, but now I want to start tonight. I took the medicine on Monday evening so tonight would be three days. The oral medication equivalent of what I took takes five to six days to leave your system and I took the topical version. The LLL teacher of the group that I go to looked up the medication that I took and it was rated as a risk of 2 (with 1 being safe and 5 being unsafe). I guess I will wait until Friday morning, but what I miss most is the feeding right before I put Handsome to bed. It just seems like there is such an intimacy with that feeding. He is calm and tired and trusting. When I finish feeding him and lift him up to burp him, he lays his head down right next to my neck and sucks his thumb. If I could let him sleep like that all night I would.
Either way, I get to feed him tomorrow morning. Yay!
Baby Poop
Handsome is still on his pooping strike. There was one day where he seemed to be pushing a lot, but other than that he hasn't been grumpy because of his strike. I got advice from a friend that if I took his temperature rectally then it could stimulate him to poop.
So I tried it last night and it worked! I set him down on the kitchen floor - where it is easy to clean - and took his temperature. He was holding his toes so his legs were up in the air, making the process much easier. He didn't seem to notice the fact that I was taking his temperature at all. I took his temp once and nothing happened, so I took his temp again and got a foul smelling fart. Ick. I thought that was all, but then he pooped! It wasn't much, but it was something and it means the method worked.
So I tried it last night and it worked! I set him down on the kitchen floor - where it is easy to clean - and took his temperature. He was holding his toes so his legs were up in the air, making the process much easier. He didn't seem to notice the fact that I was taking his temperature at all. I took his temp once and nothing happened, so I took his temp again and got a foul smelling fart. Ick. I thought that was all, but then he pooped! It wasn't much, but it was something and it means the method worked.
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