Bananas, Yoga, and Nannies. Oh my!

Playing in the snow... or death gripping mommy's hand while we stomp our shoes in it and bend down and touch the wet white stuff.... you decide.

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

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Are we really ready for this?

We're up and ready to move, just got to figure out how those legs work

Our little guy is ready to crawl, you can just see it on his face when we play on the floor. He gets up on his hands and knees and scoots across the floor, but doesn’t quite grasp the concept of moving those little legs yet. On top of that, now he’s figured out that he can navigate his walker, which translates to my DVD stand is being terrorized. And he loves to walk! He’ll demand to get down, holding our hands of course, and walk all over the house and investigate everything. He’s so ready to learn, and all I can think is “Are we really ready for this?”.  Continue reading

Autumn Leaves – WordPress Daily Post

We already knew he favored apples over all other foods we've tried. Let him suck on an apple and he went crazy! Wouldn't let it go!

Changing colors, dropping temperatures, pumpkin spice lattes: do these mainstays of Fall fill your heart with warmth — or with dread?

Today officially marks the first day of autumn!!  I love fall.  I personally cannot stand the hot, sweaty, muggy, miserable weather that is summer.  During the summer i find myself missing the growing beauty that is spring, or longing for the leaves to begin changing.  There is something so relaxing and refreshing about changing leaves, cooling weather, and apple flavored everything.  Even the smell of the air is calming.

I know I still have another week of September…. but those Halloween decorations are coming out!  I’m such a family person, and being such, I love every holiday that encourages family activity. Continue reading

Nineteen

19 days on the right 19 weeks on the left

My son spent 19 days in the NICU.  19 long days.  19 days I can barely remember now.  I remember the emotions clear as day, but I’m quickly forgetting how I felt like it would never end.  They’d tell us they had to increase his oxygen again and I’d just sit and wonder if we’d ever leave.  My son recently passed 19 weeks, and I’m amazed.  Where did all of those weeks go?  It seems like yesterday I was walking through those doors terrified of screwing up this innocent life. Continue reading

My Dear Watson – WP Writing Challenge

We got to fit in one unscheduled dance at our wedding. A moment to just breath during the chaos. He has always been that moment for me.

So I recently tripped over The Daily Post, and found this nifty little section for Writing Challenges.  What a wonderful idea!  So why not participate?  This week’s was called My Dear Watson:

Life just isn’t the same without your trusty sidekick. For this week’s writing challenge, tell us about your partner in crime.

What a perfect way to brag a little about my “Watson”!  I should probably start with some background though, huh?  My husband and I met at my brother’s boy scout meeting.  My parents were divorced so my dad would drag me along to the meetings held in a church.  I would sit in the hallway with a book and read while the meeting went on, and wait “patiently” to go home.  I couldn’t tell you how many meetings I went to, there were too many.  But one day out of nowhere my future husband came up to me and we just started chatting… and we never stopped.

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The “B” Bomb

11 weeks old. Healthy and Happy.

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

Breastfeeding in Public

There were so many things I didn’t expect to be so difficult when it came to motherhood, breastfeeding is definitely one of them.  It’s time-consuming and a small trip can take a bit of planning.  The biggest thing was how controversial it is.  It never occurred to me that people would be upset by doing what women were made to do, nourish our children with our bodies.  When I see images of mother’s feeding their children I do not see a sexual image.  I certainly don’t feel sexy doing it.   Continue reading