Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
The photographer who has taken all of our photos this past year brings Santa into his studio each year. He charges only slightly more than the mall, plus you get a booked appointment time and your photos are taken by a professional. Yesterday was Santa day.
Our day did not start out well. Nathan (and hence me) slept horribly the night before. I tried to get him to nap around 9 am. He did fall asleep but woke up as soon as I placed him in his crib. We left the house at 11:20 for our appointment. The drive took us about 25 minutes - of which Nathan slept 20 minutes. The studio was very busy with lots of kids in pyjamas waiting for their photo with Santa.
Chris (the photographer) told me to stay in the lobby and get Nathan all ready. He got himself and Santa ready in the studio. Then he called my name and said to just walk in, put N on Santa's lap and back away. All the while Chris was making lots of distracting noises for N. No dice. My boy will not be fooled! He started wailing the second that I let him go!
In the interest of full disclosure I was truly not expecting him to be all happy and excited to see Santa. Let's face it, Santa can be pretty scary to an almost 1 year old!
Since I've known Chris for a number of years, and referred lots of business his way, he told me to hang out in the studio to let Nathan chill out. And chill out he did. He even laughed at Chris' antics while he was trying to get the next kid to smile.
So we tried again. This time I suggested we give him a candy cane to chew on to distract him. Nathan loved that idea! So our second try at a photo resulting in him screaming with a candy cane in his mouth!
No worries, I selected the first shot of him wailing on Santa's knee. I figure that I can use it to embarrass him with when he's older. Besides, he's still cute!
After that adventure I went across the street to the pottery place and we made our tree ornament for 2011. Here it is before I add the date.
By the time the ornament is ready, the photos should be too. I can't wait to see both of the finished products!
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Both Hubby & I love to read. It's very important to me that Nathan learn to love a book as well. I have great memories of reading books with my dad when I was young.
Nathan is so busy and is always up to something it seems. It's hard to imagine that he ever stops long enough to hear us read to him. But he does. He already has his favourites. I captured these images off the webcam that we have over his crib.
Here he is reading his book when he wakes up from his nap:
Then he looks over and sees his toy:
And he brings his toy over:
And proceeds to read with him:
I love scrolling through these photos on my phone. So cute!
- Posted from my iPhone
Monday, October 31, 2011
It's Halloween! And unless you live in the eastern part of North America, it's going to be a pretty nice fall day. (sorry, Nor'easterners, I don't feel bad for you. I've trick or treated in -20C weather with snow up to my waist as a child. It's called building character).
Expect to see photos of Nathan on his first Halloween in a day or two, but that's not what I wanted to write about today.
I've been reading a blog written by a former friend. While we are no longer friends, I still care about her family. She's been blogging about how much debt they have and how they are trying to climb out from under it (I debated sharing the link, but I don't think that she knows I've been reading). I do feel really bad for them. It's definitely hard to raise kids on a budget and I can't imagine trying to raise 3 kids while having $500K in debt!
So the other day she writes about how they are cutting back. One way that they are cutting back is by not buying any Halloween candy. They fully intent to take their 3 kids door to door to collect candy, but they are not going to reciprocate to the other children in the neighbourhood.
I have no problem if you do not want to hand out Halloween candy. I truly don't. Turn off your porch light and be done with it. But I do have a problem with accepting candy from others for your 3 kids, and not handing any out in return. If you want your kids to have the experience but don't want to take part in it yourself, then take them to the mall to Trick or Treat.
I also have a problem when people say that it's "too expensive". That's crap. You don't have to buy expensive candy to give out (like chocolate bars or potato chips), there are other candies out there. Plus, if you wait until a couple of days before Halloween, it's always on sale.
This year I spent a whopping $1 on our Halloween candy! Last month the grocery store was clearing out their stock of freezies, so I bought a bag. I've handed them out in the past and the kids love them. Sometimes you just have to be creative!
Have a great (and safe) Halloween!
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
If you Google "sleeping baby images" thousands of images of sleeping babies come up. None of which are our child. At 10 and a half months, Nathan still does not sleep through the night, nor does he make up for it with naps.
When he was born he was only 5 lbs, 7oz. When we left the hospital he was only 5 lbs. The doctors, nurses and the lactation consultant said to wake him to eat every 3 hours - and this is where I think our problems began. Yes, it was important that he eat, but I still wonder how long he would have slept if we hadn't been waking him up.
As he got older, our family doctor told me outright not to do any "sleep training" with him as he is still very thin and he probably wakes up to eat because he's hungry. So we're fast approaching his first birthday (much too soon), and he's still skinny, but he's also tall, very active, and meeting his milestones too - but still not sleeping through the night.
A "typical" day for us lately is:
- Nathan wakes up around 7 am (although the past few mornings he's woken up at 6)
- We eat (he often refuses cereal and just wants a portion of a bottle - he's a morning grazer)
- We play - he will watch Baby T.V. while I eat and read e-mail
- He goes for a bath
- And, usually, he will nap about 3 hours after he wakes up. This gives me 30 minutes to get dressed, make the bed, clean the kitchen, and basically get ready for the rest of the day. Yes, you read that right - 30 minutes.
- After he gets up we'll either go and run some errands or just hang out until Hubby comes home for lunch. I try to avoid running errands near "nap time" because I'd rather he sleep in his crib than in the car
- The afternoon usually consists of another nap of approx. 30 minutes and, if we didn't go out in the morning, an outing (errands, walk, etc).
- He's usually due for a nap around 5 pm but this is when he starts to fight it. By 6:30 he's really pushing it but by now I don't want him to nap because it's close to bedtime.
- By 7:30 - 8pm it is bedtime. Either Hubby or I will take him up, give him a bottle and put him to bed.
- 7:30 pm - Nathan goes to bed
- 9:30 pm - Nathan wakes up - I go in to rock him back to sleep
- 10:30 pm - Nathan wakes up - I go in to rock him back to sleep. As soon as I put him back in the crib, he wakes up. Repeat the process 4 times.
- 11:30 pm - Nathan still awake and getting very upset. Give in, make up a bottle - he sucks back 6 oz of formula like he's starved.
- 11:45 pm - Nathan dozing. Continue to rock him in the chair for 15 minutes to make sure he's really asleep.
- 12 (midnight) - put him back in crib. Nathan wakes up. Pick him up, rock him. He proceeds to wake up each time I try to sit.
- 12:30 am - Ensure that he is mostly asleep, bring him into bed with me. Ensuring that at least I will get some sleep.
- 5:30 am - Nathan starts to stir - Mom gets kicked repeatedly
- 5:30 - 6 am - ignore baby in bed hoping he goes back to sleep
- 6 am - give in. Go back to Nathan's room. Change diaper, make up another bottle. Bottle gives Nathan sudden burst of energy.
- 6:15 am - still in denial. Hoping if I continue to rock that the motion will put him to sleep.
- 6:25 am - realize that I have no control. Look at cat sleeping on my bed longingly as I walk by with the baby to start our day.
Monday, October 24, 2011
Friday, October 21, 2011
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Nathan is 10 months old. For 10 months I have blissfully pushed aside the facts, but as my maternity leave winds to a close I am forced to now face those facts. I will have to go back to work.
I am truly blessed to live in a great country that allows for 50 weeks of combined maternity/parental leave. I am also lucky that my employer will let me take a few more weeks before returning to work on top of that (there's very little point in returning to work in December). But I don't want to go back!
Staying at home has been challenging. Just when I think I've got things all figured out, something changes. Lately Nathan's been waking up several times at night again and refusing to nap during the day. And as I'm feeding/rocking/bouncing/begging him back to sleep at 3 am I look at the clock and realize that if I was back at work, my alarm clock would be going off in a couple of hours.
Now I have no right to whine or complain - I'm not the first mom to ever face this. But truly, the thought of having a stranger look after, and raise my son, makes me ill. I would love to be able to stay home until at least next fall. Financially I do not think that will be an option.
I'm doing my best to enjoy these final few weeks at home with Nathan, but at the same time I'm beginning the dreaded task of looking for childcare.
How did you do it?
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Friday, September 2, 2011
Monday, August 29, 2011
Our floor is covered with fingerprints (and knee-prints) too!
The poor cat just couldn't get away.
- Posted from my iPhone
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Monday, August 15, 2011
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Can I make a confession? Please promise that you won't judge me. Here goes: I miss being pregnant.
I'm missing it so much these days that I'm even going through phantom baby kicks. Each time I feel a kick it very nearly brings me to tears.
I don't know why I'm feeling this way. I love my son with all of my heart and I'm so grateful for him. All we asked for while TTC through infertility was one healthy child, and that's what we got.
While struggling to conceive I used to dread pregnancy announcements on Facebook. I still dread them. They make me jealous in a whole new way.
I don't want another baby. I couldn't handle 2 infants. I just miss being pregnant. And I miss it a lot!
- Posted from my iPhone
Monday, June 13, 2011
I am constantly amazed of the miracle that is my son. I remember when we were still in the hospital I would hold him and just stare at him. I could stay that way all day just sitting and staring at him. As he grows and matures I am still in awe of him. Each new milestone is as amazing as the last.
One day I was sitting on the floor with Nathan just watching him. And while I'm in no hurry for him to grow up, I wondered what will he be like as he gets older. What will I be like? Will I still be proud of all of his accomplishments?
Then I started to wonder if all other moms are like me. Did Hitler's mom play with him on the floor when he was a baby? Was she as fascinated with his growth and development as I am with Nathan's? Did Hitler Senior ever come home to find his wife blowing raspberries to baby Hitler?
Then those thoughts make me start to worry, what if my son grows up to be evil & homicidal? So now when I see a criminal on t.v. it makes me sad knowing that s/he started out as an innocent child. And I wonder if his mom stared at him in complete awe.
Friday, June 3, 2011
I started the Babe on solids at 4 months. At first just a bit of rice cereal once a day. At 5 months I introduced oatmeal and added a meal. Now at close to 6 months he has tried sweet potatoes and banana as well.
When he was exclusively breast fed he would have a poop first thing in the morning, and maybe another one later in the day. Unfortunately now he's not as regular. I blame the iron in the oatmeal.
The other day, you may recall, I was traumatized by his first "real food" poop. I'm still not over it, and yet the traumatic experiences keep coming.
We're currently visiting my parents and while here are using disposable diapers. Today I experienced my first true diaper blow out. Right down the leg of his sleeper.
Not only was I grossed out, the Babe was truly upset and was really crying. You have to understand, he's a lot like his mom and isn't much of a cryer. After the blowout, while I was trying to figure out how to change him and not get poop everywhere, he started to meltdown.
With my dad's help we got him into the kitchen sink for an unscheduled bath. Soon after he was squeaky clean.
One other thing about the "real food" poop that I hate is the lack of predictability. He might poop today, or he might not. I hesitate to leave the house if he hasn't pooped yet. I don't want to get caught out somewhere when he does the big one!
Because he's not as regular you can sure tell when he is going to poop. His face goes so red his whole head looks like a giant pimple! And the grunts! Sometimes it's easy to forget that he's not yet 6 months old.
So I'm thinking his next new food should contain a lot of fibre.
- Posted from my iPhone while on the go!
Friday, May 27, 2011
Obviously my son knows that I need to write a post before we go, so he fell asleep in his bouncy chair while I was eating my cereal. This never happens. Of course we are in the family room in the basement so I can't go upstairs (2 flights) to have a shower or anything, and I don't dare move him. So I sit here watching crappy daytime t.v. (with the volume really low), and trying to catch up on my blogs.
The problem I'm having is that I don't know what to say. Truly the only thing on my mind today relates directly to the epic poopy diaper that I had to deal with earlier. I could write a whole post about that, but then I would have to re-classify my blog and put a questionable content warning up. Trust me, it was epic. So epic that it posed a strong argument to keep him exclusively breast fed until he's potty trained. So epic that for the first time I questioned my decision to use cloth diapers. So epic that he needed a bath after. So epic that even after the bath there was still some poop IN HIS BELLY BUTTON!
But I'm sure that you don't want to hear about poop. Since I've been traumatized by poop today I'm going to have to stop posting for now. Maybe after a couple of counseling sessions I'll get over it.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
I've been the "Pregnant Yuppy" since March 2008. That's over 3 years of being pregnant. Even elephants get to stop after only 2. So it's long overdue that I embrace the new me. The mom me. But I'm still a yuppy.
So I am now officially "Yuppy Mom".
I will be looking for a new layout and design for my blog as well. So far nothing has jumped out at me. Feel free to send me your suggestions!
Monday, May 23, 2011
Guess who's being featured this week over at Stress Free Infertility? Moi! I am now what is considered to be an infertility success story - which, trust me, is a lot better than just being an Infertile. You can read my story from BFN to BFP here.
When you're an Infertile you dread the question "So when are you guys going to have kids?" After close to 14 years of marriage I had begun to run out of witty, yet polite responses. I'm sorry to say that even after becoming parents the questions don't end there. Now people ask "When are you going to have another one?" To that I reply "Never".
Oh don't get me wrong, I love my little man and I miss being pregnant, but all through our TTC struggle and infertility treatments all I asked for was 1 healthy child. And that is what I got. He deserves a mom who isn't stressed all the time from TTC again. Besides, I can not imagine having to get up to feed & change 2 babies in the middle of the night. One is definitely enough for me!
Friday, May 20, 2011
Although he has no scheduled medical appointments until June, I thought that it would be a good idea to bring Nathan to drop in day at our local health centre to get him weighed and measured. I try to plan an outing each day (mostly so I don't go stir crazy).
At his 4 month vaccinations the PHN (public health nurse) was concerned about his weight, concerned that he does not weigh enough. She also gave me a lecture for giving him rice cereal. She insisted that I bring him back in 2 weeks to be weighed again. So I did. In 2 weeks he gained 15 ounces! That's my boy!
Fast forward to this week (3 weeks later), and my boy has only gained 6 ounces. Yikes! He also hasn't gotten any taller since his 4 month visit. I'm not surprised that he is the same height. He hasn't outgrown any of his clothes in a while. But only 6 ounces - should I worry?
She really wanted to refer me to a doctor, but I declined. I figure that he is hitting all of the developmental milestones and he is so happy that he can't be hungry. Plus, I have his 6 month check up in 3 weeks. Nathan is a healthy baby, he just isn't a chubby one. So we compromised and I promised to bring him back next week for another weigh in.
I had already planned to start him on oatmeal in the mornings so my timing is good. That will bring him to 2 meals of cereal (oatmeal and rice) each day. And boy does he love oatmeal! He starts to scream if I don't get it in fast enough. After a week of this I'm sure he will have gained some.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Things have been going well for us. Hubby has accepted a new job and was able to take a week off in between. It has been so great having him home. It really makes me wish that we were independently wealthy so he could be home all of the time. Instead I guess we'll have to hold out until we win the lottery (reminder: buy a lottery ticket).
We recently switched our cable t.v. provider to get a better rate. Not only does our rate drop, but we get more channels. One of the new channels is called Baby T.V. Nathan loves it. While I don't advocate using the t.v. as a babysitter for your child, it does allow me enough time to eat breakfast (or update my sorely neglected blog).
I am starting to get lonely throughout the day. I try to plan some sort of outing each day so that I don't go stir crazy. I've been trying to find playgroups in my neighbourhood too, but those that I have found are ending right away for the summer. Bummer. There is a kinder music class nearby that I can sign up for though for the month of July. Once we have our summer plans finalized I may do that. I think it's time that Nathan starts to make friends with other babies.
I wasn't able to bring him to get weighed on his 5 month birthday so I will do that this week instead. I think he's gained some weight, but I don't think he's gotten much taller. A couple of months ago it seemed like he was outgrowing his clothes every couple of weeks. Now it seems like he is wearing them a lot longer.
Developmentally the biggest milestone is that Nathan has discovered the cats! He watches them with great interest and will even reach out to touch them when they are near. The cats seem to tolerate this now, we'll see what they do when Nathan is mobile!
Monday, April 25, 2011
This week is National Infertility Awareness Week (or NIAW). Even though I am Canadian, I am still taking the time to mark the occasion.
The definition of infertility (according to my favourite site - Wikipedia) is: infertility primarily refers to the biological inability of a person to contribute to conception. Infertility may also refer to the state of a woman who is unable to carry a pregnancy to full term. There are many biological causes of infertility, some which may be bypassed with medical intervention.
In other words: those who want a baby and don't have one despite trying and trying and trying.
Each Infertile has a different story. Mine is simple, we could not conceive. Well, we did once on our own, but miscarried. Extensive testing showed that our infertility is "unexplained" - so basically we should be able to have a baby, but can't. My story has a happy ending though - my son Nathan.
Most people do not know that we had to do IVF to get pregnant. It's not that it's a secret, but I still haven't shared. For that matter, most people do not know that we lost a child 3 years ago either. Coming out of the Infertility closet is a big deal. It's embarrassing to admit that your body cannot do what the body of a crack addict can do. I know that I shouldn't feel this way as infertility is a medical condition over which I have no control. Infertility also comes with a roller coaster of emotions too.
So before I go rambling on and on, please take a moment this week to think of the people in your life who may be infertile. Infertility has no physical markers so you might not know who they are. But know that they are out there. Know also, that every Infertile couple dreads the question (or variant of) "when are you guys going to have kids?"
Also, while there are many treatments and options for the Infertile couple, please note that they are not interchangeable. Some treatments can not be accessed by everyone due to cost. Adoption is not the answer for infertility (although for some it may be).
In order to conceive my son we had to:
- Sept (ish) 2006 - February 2008 - No birth control used
- March 2008 - I'm pregnant!
- April 2008 - miscarriage at 9 weeks, 6 days
- TTC on our own May 2008 - November 2009
- December 2009 - Clomid
- January 2010 - Clomid and IUI
- February 2010 - a month off while we waited for the Clomid to get out of my system
- March 2010 - IVF
Saturday, April 23, 2011
This past week was a busy week for us. Not only were my parents in town but so was my brother and his family. It was their first chance to meet Nathan.
Nathan did a pretty good job of warming up to his aunt and uncle, but he really liked his cousin Monica. It seemed as though he was fascinated by her curly hair.
Meeting his uncle Trever:
With his Cousins Eric & Monica:
This was my niece and nephew's first visit to Calgary. I would have liked to have played a more active role as tour guide but it wasn't always possible. They did get to experience downhill skiing for the first time. They must have liked it since they went back a second day.
- Posted from my iPhone while on the go!
Thursday, April 14, 2011
*I started to write this post several days ago*
I'm trying to be a better blogger, I really am. It's just that I usually have to type with only one hand as my other hand is either holding a baby or giving a cat a belly rub. Right now is one of those very rare moments when the Babe is actually napping! (Picture the heavens opening and the angels singing).
The Babe turned 4 months old on Saturday. He is doing great developmentally. He laughs, he chats, he reaches for things, and everything he grabs goes right into his mouth. We started him on cereal last week. He still could not care less about sharing his space with the 2 cats, and the cats would rather not get to close to him either.
I'm doing great as well. It took me a while but I have now figured out how to get the 2 of us ready and out the door before 10am. You see the trick is to NOT watch morning t.v. shows. If you get up, feed the cats, eat, and get dressed and not watch an hour long decorating show, you're actually less likely to be caught still in your PJs and a bathrobe by the mailman at noon. Although some days you will find me like that, it all depends on what kind of night I had.
Speaking of nights, the Babe is doing well by sleeping about 6 hours at a time. Usually from about 8:30 pm until about 2:30 am. Then I'll change him and feed him and put him back in his crib. But unfortunately he doesn't sleep for another 6 hours. Instead he'll sleep until about 5:30 am or 6:00 am. Then I'll change him and feed him and put him back in his crib. Most days he will sleep until 7:30 am, and then he's up. I have discovered that if I bring him into my bed at 6:30 am to feed him, then lay him beside me that he will usually sleep until 8:30 am or 9 am. So if I've had a particularly rough night (some nights I have trouble sleeping), this is what I will do.
Today he had his 4 month vaccinations. At 2 months he screamed bloody murder for about 15 minutes afterwards. Needless to say, I was not looking forward to today. I even tried to convince Hubby that he should skip out of work so he could come too. But my little boy has grown up a lot in 2 months. Today he only cried for a couple of minutes and actually accepted my comforting. What a relief!
There were 2 other baby boys there that were born on the same day as Nathan. I swear that Nathan was half of their size! OMG they looked so huge by comparison! Big or small, I think my Little Man is perfect!