Thanks to a couple of great women (I’m looking at you Tad and Meg), I tried out Hyland’s Baby Teething Tablets. I was so nervous to give him something without discussing it with his doctor, especially because of his skin. I talked to my mom, as well as a few friends, and received mixed reviews. Some said it was a welcome relief to their little one, and others said they noticed no improvement. What I did not receive, was one mention of a negative impact on their child. So we bought some the next day and gave them to him before dinner. Continue reading
I can’t believe Christmas is over and the New Year is literally around the corner. We had no snow for Christmas, which I think makes it even more surreal. But every year, when New Years arrives, I always look back. I look back at where I came from, who I’ve become, and things I never did but wanted to. This may sound counter productive to you, but I feel like its important to do once every year. Continue reading
I’m so sorry for the long delays between posts. The holiday season is proving to be a very busy one for our little family. Today I did something I have been too scared to do. I went out shopping with my little guy for the majority of the day. We finished up some last minute Christmas shopping and we had lunch at our favorite place, Wegmans. He had Beechnut’s Apple Mango Avocado baby food, and I had a Caterpillar sushi roll. We laughed, and giggled, and touched all sorts of new materials. And you know what? Not once did I lock him and my keys in the car, nor did I lose him. I’m feeling pretty confident as a parent right now. And before anyone rolls their eyes… I’m fully aware that both of those things will eventually happen, but not today! Continue reading
I’ve wanted to be a mom since I was young. I wasn’t in a rush, just knew it was something I really wanted. I expected the long nights and diaper disasters everyone warns you about. What I didn’t expect was how extreme my feelings are for my son. It’s like a whole new definition of love. Continue reading
Lately I’ve been thinking back to when I first saw my son. I met him twice before I really met him. Let me explain. My son was first introduced to me as they were rushing him to the NICU and they were putting me under, I don’t remember it at all. Luckily my husband was able to snap a couple of pictures when it happened. After they put me all back together, they wheeled the gurney into the NICU for me to see him. I was still coming off of the anesthesia and barely remember this. I do remember them trying to fit the gurney between all those precious boxes caring for little babies, but I don’t really remember seeing my son.
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