Brain container: 16 inches
Weight: 16.7 pounds
Length: 28 inches
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And I haven't been posting much here. I want to, but I'm feeling both under and overwhelmed by this parenting business. I'll post an update soon here, I promise.
Friday, July 31, 2009
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Bad Mama, Bad Dream
Last night I had a nightmare. Not a bad dream, but rather, a full on wake up yelling (often in a cold sweat) nightmare. I used to have them frequently and they often involved spiders.
A. was sleeping in the guest/cat room because his allergies were out of control and The Lad was sleeping with me. I had a hard time falling and staying asleep. Sometime around 3am, I looked over and watched holes open up in the mattress and huge, orange worms (about the size of a large zucchini) emerge. I screamed and woke up The Lad, who then started screaming. I grabbed him and ran to the door and just as I was about to open the door and yell for A. I realized that there were no worms. We both slept soundly after that. Until 6, which is The Lad's breakfast time these days.
A. was sleeping in the guest/cat room because his allergies were out of control and The Lad was sleeping with me. I had a hard time falling and staying asleep. Sometime around 3am, I looked over and watched holes open up in the mattress and huge, orange worms (about the size of a large zucchini) emerge. I screamed and woke up The Lad, who then started screaming. I grabbed him and ran to the door and just as I was about to open the door and yell for A. I realized that there were no worms. We both slept soundly after that. Until 6, which is The Lad's breakfast time these days.
Friday, July 10, 2009
Thursday, July 2, 2009
The Incredible Adventures of The Lad and Bad Mama II
Yesterday's trip to the vaccination clinic was far, far more adventurous than it needed to be. The directions from Google Maps seemed clear enough, and at 1 we set out to get The Lad's jabs and Bad Mama's ice-cream. I scrapped plans to go to the park because it was overcast and looked like rain. I figured that we could always go for an afternoon walk from the house and bring Henry ther Pug as well.
I dropped A. off at work and proceeded to the clinic. On the way I noticed that The Lad's head was slumped all the way down. After poking him in the face a few times and jiggling his shoulder, I couldn't tell if he was still breathing or not so I pulled over on the highway (270 near the Sawmill exit) and checked him more closely. By this time he was awake and less than pleased. We drove off and I proceeded to get somewhat lost. The address given by the website was nowhere to be found. This is the second clinic I've been unable to find. Sleep deprived and still anxious from pulling over on the highway, I pulled into a random parking lot and called A., crying: "I CAN'T FIND IT. I'M A TERRIBLE MOTHER. I QUIT." A. did his best to talk me down and help me through the directions he found online. I did one more pass around the general area and called A. crying and freaking out yet again. A. told me to pick him up and that we would find the clinic together.
Eventually, after many turns we found the clinic, which was held in the middle of a large park in a recreation center. The building was exactly where the map indicated, but there the directions included a road not intended for cars. I was so very happy to have a co-conspirator.
The Lad did remarkably well. He only cried after the Prevnar and was in good spirits following the RotaTeq. The first round of vaccines was awful; he went from giving the nurse one of his famous smiles to being The Saddest Baby in the World. This time, he was back to smiling before I stood up to leave. We tried to find the local Jeni's but must have driven past it. We went to Graeter's instead and showed The Lad the ice-cream we were eating and, as a special treat, the open window "factory" where the ice-cream is hand mixed and packaged.
The Lad had few (if any) side effects from the jabs. Although he was in a fantastic mood, he would not go to sleep. I let A. sleep in the cat/guest room, while The Lad slept with me. He was certainly restless, although not visibly distressed or uncomfortable. This morning he was somewhat...miserable. Usually he wakes up in the morning cooing and babbling, but today he was crying. He was easily comforted with breakfast and snuggles, however, rather than doze for another hour as so (as he is prone to do) he went into baby Nazgûl mode, screeching over and over until I handed him over to A. for his morning diaper change and outfit selection.
Tonight we return to his routine.
I dropped A. off at work and proceeded to the clinic. On the way I noticed that The Lad's head was slumped all the way down. After poking him in the face a few times and jiggling his shoulder, I couldn't tell if he was still breathing or not so I pulled over on the highway (270 near the Sawmill exit) and checked him more closely. By this time he was awake and less than pleased. We drove off and I proceeded to get somewhat lost. The address given by the website was nowhere to be found. This is the second clinic I've been unable to find. Sleep deprived and still anxious from pulling over on the highway, I pulled into a random parking lot and called A., crying: "I CAN'T FIND IT. I'M A TERRIBLE MOTHER. I QUIT." A. did his best to talk me down and help me through the directions he found online. I did one more pass around the general area and called A. crying and freaking out yet again. A. told me to pick him up and that we would find the clinic together.
Eventually, after many turns we found the clinic, which was held in the middle of a large park in a recreation center. The building was exactly where the map indicated, but there the directions included a road not intended for cars. I was so very happy to have a co-conspirator.
The Lad did remarkably well. He only cried after the Prevnar and was in good spirits following the RotaTeq. The first round of vaccines was awful; he went from giving the nurse one of his famous smiles to being The Saddest Baby in the World. This time, he was back to smiling before I stood up to leave. We tried to find the local Jeni's but must have driven past it. We went to Graeter's instead and showed The Lad the ice-cream we were eating and, as a special treat, the open window "factory" where the ice-cream is hand mixed and packaged.
The Lad had few (if any) side effects from the jabs. Although he was in a fantastic mood, he would not go to sleep. I let A. sleep in the cat/guest room, while The Lad slept with me. He was certainly restless, although not visibly distressed or uncomfortable. This morning he was somewhat...miserable. Usually he wakes up in the morning cooing and babbling, but today he was crying. He was easily comforted with breakfast and snuggles, however, rather than doze for another hour as so (as he is prone to do) he went into baby Nazgûl mode, screeching over and over until I handed him over to A. for his morning diaper change and outfit selection.
Tonight we return to his routine.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
The Incredible Adventures of The Lad and Bad Mama
I desperately need to get out of the house more. With The Lad. I don't generally have a car and I don't want to spend a lot of money. Walks to the local coffee shop are fine, but I'm looking for more ideas.
On Monday I attempted to take the bus to the local library for Baby Laptime but he slept until 10 and I joined him. I will try again next week.
Tomorrow I will have a car as I need to take The Lad to get his jabs. I think we'll hit a park near the clinic and maybe get some ice-cream at Jeni's to make myself feel better about making him sad and cranky for a bit. I'm a nice mother like that.
But what else is there? Columbus has no shortage of metro parks, but they tend to be far away. I can get to the Short North/Goodale Park by bus so that is an idea. I am also sucking up and ignoring every body image issue I've acquired in the last 20 years and purchasing a bathing suit for myself so that I can take Ian to the pool every now and then.
Other things that have been suggested (not all of which are possible unfortunately): IKEA, carwash, movies for moms, aquarium/pet store fish section, Target, and so forth. I'm actually considering a trip to a furniture store where we can have tummy time on mattresses of varying firmness.
On Monday I attempted to take the bus to the local library for Baby Laptime but he slept until 10 and I joined him. I will try again next week.
Tomorrow I will have a car as I need to take The Lad to get his jabs. I think we'll hit a park near the clinic and maybe get some ice-cream at Jeni's to make myself feel better about making him sad and cranky for a bit. I'm a nice mother like that.
But what else is there? Columbus has no shortage of metro parks, but they tend to be far away. I can get to the Short North/Goodale Park by bus so that is an idea. I am also sucking up and ignoring every body image issue I've acquired in the last 20 years and purchasing a bathing suit for myself so that I can take Ian to the pool every now and then.
Other things that have been suggested (not all of which are possible unfortunately): IKEA, carwash, movies for moms, aquarium/pet store fish section, Target, and so forth. I'm actually considering a trip to a furniture store where we can have tummy time on mattresses of varying firmness.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
What Make Happy? These Make Happy!
Tonight I introduced the back of The Lad's head to Buffy the Vampire Slayer while I played sillymamaface with the front. The Lad likes sillymamaface. Other things that he likes:
- Story time
- Goin' to boobtown
- Hand, Hand, Fingers, Thumb
- His toes, oh god...those toes
- Henry ther Pug
- The Very Hungry Caterpillar
- Micky Dinosaur
- I'll Teach My Dogs A Lot of Words
- Magritte's Imagination
- Space Ghost (the cat, not the cartoon talk show host)
- Chewing his fingers.
- Chewing my fingers.
- Grocery store cashiers (especially from Trader Joe's)
- Signals by Rush
- Being rocked/jiggled
- The carseat
- "Alice the Camel"
- "The Ladybug's Picnic"
- Grandmothers (his own as well as others)
- The Boston Red Sox (although he doesn't know it yet)
- Bathtime
- His Cozy Cocoon
- New shoes
- Ali Farka Toure
- New diaper time
- Bumbo seat
- Drooling
- Ceiling fans
- Cry on Cue
- Bouncy chair
- Colorful, plastic rings
- Fuzzy blankets
- Johnny Jump Up
- Papa
- Mama
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Bumbo Mobility
So, the Bumbo chair is becoming increasingly useless as a containment device. I like to use it in the bathroom while I use the toilet and wash up. However, he's been leaning over the side and getting closer to rolling out of it. This morning, however, he discovered a new trick. He discovered that if he leans on his side and extends his leg, he can push himself along the floor of the bathroom.
Also, I was hoping to have a post dedicated to the improvements we've been making in the sleep department, but last night was terrible. It was not as terrible as some of the pre-cozy cocoon nights but it left me with a morning headache nonetheless. Before 4am everything was grand, but when he woke up after that, it took me a good hour to get him back down. I'll attribute it to turning on the lights so I could change a wet diaper. Ugh. The onesie is appropriate:
Also, I was hoping to have a post dedicated to the improvements we've been making in the sleep department, but last night was terrible. It was not as terrible as some of the pre-cozy cocoon nights but it left me with a morning headache nonetheless. Before 4am everything was grand, but when he woke up after that, it took me a good hour to get him back down. I'll attribute it to turning on the lights so I could change a wet diaper. Ugh. The onesie is appropriate:
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