Glasses and tears

T's new glasses! The world is a whole new place.

Today my son put on his very first pair of glasses. You could tell right away they made a difference. He’d put them on and look at something, lift them up and look at that same object. We took him to the mall where they have a little play area for the kids, but he demanded to explore the entire mall instead, looking left and right the whole time. It took everything in me not to cry.  Continue reading

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Good ole baby fever

Super T chilling watching one of his favorite movies.

A long time before T was even conceived, I dreamed about being a mother. I just always knew I wanted to be a mom surrounded by a houseful of kids. Did I have any idea it would be this tough? Absolutely not. But I don’t think anyone does. We all go into it dreaming of 10 little fingers and 10 little toes. Nothing really prepares you for teething, timeouts, and the amount of baby proofing you really have to do. Everyone tells you how after awhile you forget all the pain of pregnancy and labor and you’ll want to do it all over again. I don’t think that’s actually true. Not for me anyway. Continue reading

Tomorrow will be better

How do you resist a smile like that?

I originally posted something similar to this on my Facebook on the eve of Thanksgiving. But it still very much applies tonight. So here you are:

So we’ve been struggling with sleep issues again the last few days. Not sure what is going on, but he’s waking up 2-3 times a night screaming and struggles to settle down even with me in the room. He wraps his little arms and little legs around me and just listens to my heart to calm down. Before I know it I’m sitting in the rocking chair listening to his little snores, still with his arms and legs wrapped around me wondering how long I have to sit here and rock before I can put him down. Continue reading

Damn allergies

It looks like he sat so patient for pictures.... This picture is a lie, LOL.
Merry Christmas from T to you!

So we’ve talked to the doctor and the dermatologist and I just feel frustrated. I know he’s not two, you don’t have to remind me. I know that SO FAR his allergies have not proven to be life threatening. But do you have any idea what it feels like to stare at your child every time he eats? Every time he touches something or goes somewhere new? Do you know how it feels to panic when you realize you forgot to put the Benadryl back in his diaper bag? Or that you feel you have to pre-dispense it into a syringe so it’s ready to give to him the second he starts to show hives?  Continue reading

No sir, time out please.

T beans playing in the fall foliage!

When T started getting into more and more things, we realized we had to start discipline somehow. We had a fantastic conversation with great friend’s of ours. Their pediatrician suggested timeouts at their daughter’s 1 year appointment (she’s 6 months older than T). I’ve never heard of timeouts with such young kids, so of course I turned to my handy dandy mommy blogs! A lot of people agreed and a lot of others disagreed…. So after another few weeks of frustrations (for all 3 of us), Watson and I agreed to give it a shot. Continue reading

Signing is speaking

Our not so little T looking stylish with his ears from Great Wolf Lodge!

Yesterday was Baby’s 18 month checkup. Can you believe it? I guess I can’t call him Baby anymore… I guess we’ll call him T then. Sorry for not keeping up, things have just been so fast moving! Lots of updates to come I swear. But something got me so stirred up yesterday I just had to get it out.

Being Mommy’s and Daddy’s you all know how those check ups go. Nurse walks you in and does all those fun vitals. Height, weight, head circumference, temp, etc. Then they ask you some questions to see how they are doing developmentally. So when she asked us if he’s says at least 15 words, it didn’t even occur to me to flinch. Continue reading

Monkey’s traumatic journey

Preparing for beach day... what are you packing baby? Oh, blanket. Of course.

Our little guy recently attached to a security blanket. This day was bound to happen. We’ve even tried preparing for it by watching to see what he really likes and buying multiples (I have 3 blue bunnies right now, and while he plays with them, that’s not his favorite). We’ve tried making sure we only buy things that we know we can easily replace. The problem? He didn’t attach to anything we recently bought. He didn’t attach to anything I bought multiples of. And of course! He didn’t attach to anything I can replace. Continue reading