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
Watson and I know that we are very blessed to be able to work from home and spend so much time with our amazing little guy. We knew it would be an awkward topic so we kept hiring a nanny to ourselves until it was done. And when we talk about our adventures at home with a part-time nanny, I can see the judgement cross your face. Continue reading
It’s been such a long time since I’ve been able to sit down and write a post. Too long. But so much has been happening in this cramped little house of ours.
To start with good news, we found out why our little guy’s skin had gotten so bad. On bad news, I found out I’ve been poisoning him pretty much since we started feeding him solids. We’ve always spoon fed him, but recently we’ve started letting him try to pick up pieces of his food. So instead of mashing up his banana, we decided to cut it up into chunks and let him touch it. Don’t you know his poor little hands broke out so red and swollen. His face and every part of his head that he touched broke out terribly. It’s so frustrating! Just when I think I’ve got it figured out, it all blows up on me again. Bananas. Are you freaking kidding me? And you know what? Continue reading
I read so much about the horror that is baby poop. How awful the first one would be down to how explosive it would become. Not once was I surprised by my sons poop… until now. Now he’s not pooping in every diaper, its more like he’s storing it all up for one really awful disaster. I started calling them “B” Bombs (baby bombs). They are now getting just a little more solid, starting to get an odor, and covering everything within the confines of that diaper. There will be so much poop it goes out the sides and up the back of the diaper leaving quite the stain on his onesies. I’ve been fortunate enough to not have experienced a “B” Bomb when he’s fresh from the tub and no diaper to protect anything… Though I’m sure that time will come soon enough. Continue reading
Everyone tells you having a baby is the most exhausting thing you’ll ever do, but that it is totally worth it. They tell you to nap when he naps, but who has that kind of time? With feedings every 2-3 hours and diaper changes even more often how does one nap? I even worry when he’s too quite and dash over to check he’s breathing. What no one tells you is what your house looks like after the baby is home. The last part of your pregnancy you daydream of bringing baby home and organize his drawers and sort out the various baby accessories you’ve been given or purchased. Now that he’s home all of that organization is gone. My house is littered in baby paraphernalia and lets not talk about that amount of cleaning this poor house needs. Add to it the doctors appointments, weekly nurse visits, and preparing to go back to work and I get excited when I get even a load of laundry done. Continue reading