Yesterday a car caught on fire in the lobby of my work.
Beat that internet.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Swaddle Free
Since birth Nate has been dependent on a swaddle to get to sleep. At first the only way he'd let us lay him down was if he was tightly swaddled. At first we were using a five point double swaddle with blankets we bought at the hospital.
Around three months he'd outgrown the blankets, but not the need to swaddle, so we bought a swaddleme and used a receiving blanket to pin his arms to the side. This is an escape proof way to swaddle any baby. Every once in a while we'd try putting him down unswaddled. The first thing he'd do is knock his binky out of his mouth and then start rubbing his face. He'd get so worked up that the only way to calm him down was to get him into a swaddle ASAP.
A few weeks ago, I noticed that more and more often, he was falling asleep in my lap. He's also started to move around in the crib a lot while swaddled and I was worried he'd roll over.
We said goodbye to the swaddle on Friday. The first night he rocked him to sleep and then laid him down. He woke up three times the first hour but eventually slept for over an hour unswaddled. It's at that point that we caved and swaddled him loosely for the night.
He's been getting better and better each night. We've completely lost the swaddle for naps and last night he went swaddle free all night.
He woke up three times but instead of giving us the gut wrenching sobs of despair because he wasn't swaddled, he gave the cries of needing his binky. The problem we're dealing with now is he'll spit out his binky and I don't think he gets that he's able to find it and put it back in his mouth.
We've decided to reinsert binky this week and really focus on getting him comfortable sleeping without the swaddle. Next week we'll give him 5-10 minutes to self-soothe and hopefully figure things out.
I predict a few weeks of little to no sleep in my future!
Wish us luck!
Around three months he'd outgrown the blankets, but not the need to swaddle, so we bought a swaddleme and used a receiving blanket to pin his arms to the side. This is an escape proof way to swaddle any baby. Every once in a while we'd try putting him down unswaddled. The first thing he'd do is knock his binky out of his mouth and then start rubbing his face. He'd get so worked up that the only way to calm him down was to get him into a swaddle ASAP.
A few weeks ago, I noticed that more and more often, he was falling asleep in my lap. He's also started to move around in the crib a lot while swaddled and I was worried he'd roll over.
We said goodbye to the swaddle on Friday. The first night he rocked him to sleep and then laid him down. He woke up three times the first hour but eventually slept for over an hour unswaddled. It's at that point that we caved and swaddled him loosely for the night.
He's been getting better and better each night. We've completely lost the swaddle for naps and last night he went swaddle free all night.
He woke up three times but instead of giving us the gut wrenching sobs of despair because he wasn't swaddled, he gave the cries of needing his binky. The problem we're dealing with now is he'll spit out his binky and I don't think he gets that he's able to find it and put it back in his mouth.
We've decided to reinsert binky this week and really focus on getting him comfortable sleeping without the swaddle. Next week we'll give him 5-10 minutes to self-soothe and hopefully figure things out.
I predict a few weeks of little to no sleep in my future!
Wish us luck!
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Two things
My work smells like an army of old people are attacking. There is this sickly sweet smell that you cannot hide from. We were just told that we do not need to arm ourselves, the smell is a sewage leak that the ventilation is picking up and circulating throughout the building.
So, yay, I'm not going to be attacked by a walker today but, why the hell is our ventilation system in anyway connected to our sewage system?
In other news, apparently the frat boy weatherman on the morning news where I live does not know what "dry" means. In my world "dry" weather means no rain, snow, sleet or hail. Basically the lack of things falling from the sky.
It has rained each of the last three "dry" days.
For shame frat boy weatherman, for shame.
So, yay, I'm not going to be attacked by a walker today but, why the hell is our ventilation system in anyway connected to our sewage system?
In other news, apparently the frat boy weatherman on the morning news where I live does not know what "dry" means. In my world "dry" weather means no rain, snow, sleet or hail. Basically the lack of things falling from the sky.
It has rained each of the last three "dry" days.
For shame frat boy weatherman, for shame.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Six Months
Nate turned six months old last week. I cannot believe this little guy has been around for half a year already! We took him in for his six month check up yesterday and he's doing great
Weight: 17 lbs 9 oz, 55th percentile
Length: 28 inches, 91st percentile
Head: 17.5 inches, 65th percentile
I went in to the appointment expecting the doctor be extremely concerned about the fact that Nate still isn't rolling in either direction but she barely batted an eye. He's now able to sit up unsupported, he babbles constantly, and he's finally cut his second tooth. We still swaddle for naps and at night (at Nate's insistence) so not having the freedom to roll around his crib is probably contributing to the delay.
His sixth month is set to be a busy one. Easter and his cousin's birthday are next weekend, we've got to take him down to get his six month pictures, plan a trip to visit Grandma and still find time for some snuggles. And once we get through all that summer will be here and we have to introduce him to the beach, the zoo and farmers markets.
I can't wait!
Weight: 17 lbs 9 oz, 55th percentile
Length: 28 inches, 91st percentile
Head: 17.5 inches, 65th percentile
I went in to the appointment expecting the doctor be extremely concerned about the fact that Nate still isn't rolling in either direction but she barely batted an eye. He's now able to sit up unsupported, he babbles constantly, and he's finally cut his second tooth. We still swaddle for naps and at night (at Nate's insistence) so not having the freedom to roll around his crib is probably contributing to the delay.
His sixth month is set to be a busy one. Easter and his cousin's birthday are next weekend, we've got to take him down to get his six month pictures, plan a trip to visit Grandma and still find time for some snuggles. And once we get through all that summer will be here and we have to introduce him to the beach, the zoo and farmers markets.
I can't wait!
Monday, April 11, 2011
Germ Farm
Just when you think it's over..
Apparently Nate doesn't go to daycare, he goes to a germ farm. And every day he brings home these little bugs that are actively trying to kill me.
I have strep throat, a sinus infection and an ear infection. Yay me!
When I set out to chronicle motherhood I thought I'd be telling you about Nate's first tooth. His first word. His first step. Nope, I can't even manage to get a current picture of him. The kid is six months old! Can you believe it! He also has a tooth! About two weeks ago he took my hand, put it into his mouth and there was this sharp thing in there. Jason came and took a look and sure enough, little man had his first little tooth. The second bottom tooth has been struggling to break through. We can see it, but it can't see us. Unfortunately this has let to what medically is called "fussy-butt".
I really hope this ends soon. I really miss my happy little guy. The baby he has been replaced with is just as adorable and gives the best snuggles, but he also is just the worlds un-happiest baby. Though to be perfectly honest I know we're getting off pretty easy. A fussy Nate is still not overly fussy. He distracts easily and loves gnawing on frozen bananas.
I guess this is all part of a bigger lesson though. Shit happens and you just have to roll with it. I have my beloved anti-biotic and I'm sure once I'm done with those I'll just some other bug. Nate will continue to do amazing things like grow teeth and say "ah-BA!" and buzz his lips. The world will keep moving.
Even if I do feel like poop.
Apparently Nate doesn't go to daycare, he goes to a germ farm. And every day he brings home these little bugs that are actively trying to kill me.
I have strep throat, a sinus infection and an ear infection. Yay me!
When I set out to chronicle motherhood I thought I'd be telling you about Nate's first tooth. His first word. His first step. Nope, I can't even manage to get a current picture of him. The kid is six months old! Can you believe it! He also has a tooth! About two weeks ago he took my hand, put it into his mouth and there was this sharp thing in there. Jason came and took a look and sure enough, little man had his first little tooth. The second bottom tooth has been struggling to break through. We can see it, but it can't see us. Unfortunately this has let to what medically is called "fussy-butt".
I really hope this ends soon. I really miss my happy little guy. The baby he has been replaced with is just as adorable and gives the best snuggles, but he also is just the worlds un-happiest baby. Though to be perfectly honest I know we're getting off pretty easy. A fussy Nate is still not overly fussy. He distracts easily and loves gnawing on frozen bananas.
I guess this is all part of a bigger lesson though. Shit happens and you just have to roll with it. I have my beloved anti-biotic and I'm sure once I'm done with those I'll just some other bug. Nate will continue to do amazing things like grow teeth and say "ah-BA!" and buzz his lips. The world will keep moving.
Even if I do feel like poop.
Monday, March 21, 2011
Foooood
Today is one of those rare days that I get to stay home with Nate, and not because either of us are sick.
Daycare is closed for one of their teacher in service days. What in service a teacher to the infant crowd needs, I'll never know. But, I had to take the day off of work, because apparently a 5 month old is too young to leave home alone.
We as a family are all recovered from poo-a-palooza. Nate has gone back to sleeping 10-12 hours, which means Jason and I are now getting 6-8 hours THANK GOD. So now that we aren't at the beck and call of our young son's tushy I've put my efforts into baking.
I'm on this random baking rampage. I cannot make enough. As soon as one batch of cookies is done, I want to make a coffee cake. As soon as that's done I want to make brownies. It's DANGEROUS. We're going through so much butter in this house that I fear we won't survive.
Jason's getting the cooking bug too. He made dinner on Saturday night. The main dish was this amazingly flavorful and moist meatloaf. It was IN-CRED-ABLE. He accompanied it with salt potatoes - a recipe we saw on TV. Basically, boil small red potatoes in a cup and a half of salt until they're tender and then smother them in butter. And there were also vegetables.
I'm hoping the family can survive this culinary trend without diabetes or a heart attack. If you don't see a new post for a few weeks, mourn for us, but know we died with a full belly.
Daycare is closed for one of their teacher in service days. What in service a teacher to the infant crowd needs, I'll never know. But, I had to take the day off of work, because apparently a 5 month old is too young to leave home alone.
We as a family are all recovered from poo-a-palooza. Nate has gone back to sleeping 10-12 hours, which means Jason and I are now getting 6-8 hours THANK GOD. So now that we aren't at the beck and call of our young son's tushy I've put my efforts into baking.
I'm on this random baking rampage. I cannot make enough. As soon as one batch of cookies is done, I want to make a coffee cake. As soon as that's done I want to make brownies. It's DANGEROUS. We're going through so much butter in this house that I fear we won't survive.
Jason's getting the cooking bug too. He made dinner on Saturday night. The main dish was this amazingly flavorful and moist meatloaf. It was IN-CRED-ABLE. He accompanied it with salt potatoes - a recipe we saw on TV. Basically, boil small red potatoes in a cup and a half of salt until they're tender and then smother them in butter. And there were also vegetables.
I'm hoping the family can survive this culinary trend without diabetes or a heart attack. If you don't see a new post for a few weeks, mourn for us, but know we died with a full belly.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
I'm not dead
I'm just exhausted.
Nate's been getting up 5-7 times a night, needing a diaper change each time. Of course any time we touch his butt he'd scream.
So, since last Thursday, Jason and I have gotten a combined total of about 15 hours of sleep.
Things are healing - he now has a new layer of skin over most of the affected area, it's just still sensitive. Hopefully once this all heals the three of us can take a nice long nap together.
Nate's been getting up 5-7 times a night, needing a diaper change each time. Of course any time we touch his butt he'd scream.
So, since last Thursday, Jason and I have gotten a combined total of about 15 hours of sleep.
Things are healing - he now has a new layer of skin over most of the affected area, it's just still sensitive. Hopefully once this all heals the three of us can take a nice long nap together.
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