A baby who learns to remove his diaper and runs around the house naked for fun.
It sure is cute, but I keep finding diapers in the most random places :D
Its NOT fun to step out of bed and step on one either---but that was my fault. I set it on my nightstand to put in the laundry this morning because my hamper was in the garage and it got knocked off. EEEEW!!! Gushy toes are NOT fun!
PS---WHY WONT HE SLEEP!!! ITS ALMOST MIDNIGHT!!!
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
That is one VERY tired man. I was laying in the bed with him and he was just laying beside me. When I tried to get up to go pee, he started trying to latch to nurse. So, I rolled over with my back to him but didn't move so that he'd be comforted by my presence and when he fell back to sleep I could move. Well, he sat straight upright and whined for a couple of seconds then laid back down the opposite way (with his head toward my feet) and tried pulling at my shorts and latching onto my buttcheek. Of course, there is nothing to latch on to and when he didn't find a nipple on my butt he fell instantly asleep. Aparently just the thought latching on to anything large and round will do the trick because he fell asleep gripping the leg of my shorts with half my butt cheek hanging out.
When I got up a couple of seconds later, this is how he was sleeping.
Like Father, Like Son
Here is Smidget smiling in his new camping style chair. We got it for him for the beach, hanging at friends' houses, and for playing in the living room. When he gets a little older it has straps for him to carry it like a backpack and a little extra compartment for toys to hide!!! Score!Now, on to the show :D
Dada climbed up on the couch, grabbed a controller, and started playing X-Box.
So, Smidget climbed up in HIS chair and started playing with a wireless Gamecube Controller.
Hubby is under warning that he's not allowed to play violent games with Smidget watching, so they settled in on something I could live with :D
Monday, June 28, 2010
Pool Daze
Today we went to the pool and then to church. Everywhere we go when we see people who haven't seen Smidget in a couple of weeks they tell me how much he's grown and how grown-up he looks.
I say---SHUT UP!!! LALALALALALA!
He's still my BABY!!!
Here's my proof:
1. He still loves his boobies!!!
2. He still wears diapers! He uses only 1/2 as many as most kids his age because he likes to pee on the potty, but he DOES wear them!
3. He doesn't speak in sentences, just gibberish with a few words thrown in.
4. He doesn't walk, just a few steps at a time until he decides that he can speed-crawl faster (i swear if there were a speed-crawling in the Olympics he'd medal every time).
5. He has no idea of the physics of cup usage. He wears most of his beverage.
6. He is cranky and needs naps.
7. He thinks his "mom mom mom" can solve all problems---usually with boobs.
8. He's still rear-facing in his carseat (and I plan on that until at least Age 2, thank you very much---its FIVE TIMES safer for children to rear-face as long as there is a seat that will fit them).
9. He doesn't use utensils to eat---although I'm starting to let him attempt---its not pretty!!!
10. He drools and spits up and makes a mess.
11. He doesn't have all his teeth!
12. He's still a little red-headed fluff head---basically bald unless you catch him in good light!!!
13. He's still got fat little baby rolls and dimples for knees and elbows and he's still got a giant head and big fat ridiculous cheeks!
14. His skin is still SOOOOOOOO soft and squishy!!!
15. He thinks raspberries are hilarious and likes to blow them on mommy's tummy/legs/arms because he JUST figured out how to blow raspberries (okay, maybe thats not a good reason to prove he's still a baby to you, but what grown up do you know who blows raspberries and then collapses into laughter? case CLOSED!)
There are many other reasons, but he's still my baby, dammit!
And don't you jerks forget about that!!!
So, from here on out, no calling him grown up. No telling me how big he is.
You hear me?!?
*growls and glares*
You'd better not even THINK it.
*holds sharp object and waits*
I say---SHUT UP!!! LALALALALALA!
He's still my BABY!!!
Here's my proof:
1. He still loves his boobies!!!
2. He still wears diapers! He uses only 1/2 as many as most kids his age because he likes to pee on the potty, but he DOES wear them!
3. He doesn't speak in sentences, just gibberish with a few words thrown in.
4. He doesn't walk, just a few steps at a time until he decides that he can speed-crawl faster (i swear if there were a speed-crawling in the Olympics he'd medal every time).
5. He has no idea of the physics of cup usage. He wears most of his beverage.
6. He is cranky and needs naps.
7. He thinks his "mom mom mom" can solve all problems---usually with boobs.
8. He's still rear-facing in his carseat (and I plan on that until at least Age 2, thank you very much---its FIVE TIMES safer for children to rear-face as long as there is a seat that will fit them).
9. He doesn't use utensils to eat---although I'm starting to let him attempt---its not pretty!!!
10. He drools and spits up and makes a mess.
11. He doesn't have all his teeth!
12. He's still a little red-headed fluff head---basically bald unless you catch him in good light!!!
13. He's still got fat little baby rolls and dimples for knees and elbows and he's still got a giant head and big fat ridiculous cheeks!
14. His skin is still SOOOOOOOO soft and squishy!!!
15. He thinks raspberries are hilarious and likes to blow them on mommy's tummy/legs/arms because he JUST figured out how to blow raspberries (okay, maybe thats not a good reason to prove he's still a baby to you, but what grown up do you know who blows raspberries and then collapses into laughter? case CLOSED!)
There are many other reasons, but he's still my baby, dammit!
And don't you jerks forget about that!!!
So, from here on out, no calling him grown up. No telling me how big he is.
You hear me?!?
*growls and glares*
You'd better not even THINK it.
*holds sharp object and waits*
1000 Words: Updated---
These are the words he says regularly---
boob/booboo
no
mama
dada
yeah
butt
sit
baby (brand new as of 6/24, but says it all the time now)
These are the words he's said a couple of times---
hot
up
that
bird (said once 6/26)
dog (said once 6/26)
ball (has said a couple of times 6/25-6/27)
Words he recognizes/responds in predictable ways to---
toes
hot
blow
five (high five)
no
yes
bite
drink
boob
come
his name
ball
throw
dada
his name
bath
peepee
potty
poopie
diaper
mama
bye bye
boob/booboo
no
mama
dada
yeah
butt
sit
baby (brand new as of 6/24, but says it all the time now)
These are the words he's said a couple of times---
hot
up
that
bird (said once 6/26)
dog (said once 6/26)
ball (has said a couple of times 6/25-6/27)
Words he recognizes/responds in predictable ways to---
toes
hot
blow
five (high five)
no
yes
bite
drink
boob
come
his name
ball
throw
dada
his name
bath
peepee
potty
poopie
diaper
mama
bye bye
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Good and Bad Behavior
Thursday: We had a girls' (plus babies) night at my place while Hubs went to Mess Night with the rest of the guys from his unit. He came home drunk around 11pm, but we expected that! So, from 5pm to 11pm, I just sat around with Cat and Robin and talked and we ate some tasty pizza and some delicious confetti cake (Cat's pregnant request, haha). I got the house cleaned back up and got the bed made and went to bed myself.
Friday: Smidget woke up, climbed off of the bed, and crawled into the bathroom BY HIMSELF to use the potty. He's now getting good at removing his velcro diapers and takes them off whenever possible, especially when he NEEDS to pee (not when he's already gone). So, when he headed for the bathroom this morning, Hubby intercepted him and put him on the potty (he was wearing a snappy diaper) and he has peed on the potty three times today so far. He's down for his nap now, so we're at intermission :D I'm going to spend the time cleaning my bedroom. Then we're going to watch From Paris with Love and eat this delicious Pork Roast that I made and play with Smidget and shoot pictures until bedtime :D First, though, pictures outside :D THEN movie and dinner :D
Off to clean my bedroom!
Chores tonight:
Vacuum living room.
Sweep & Mop kitchen
Unload and Reload dishwasher.
2 loads laundry
Put away hanging clothes
Get showered and ready for church and pool tomorrow with the Roberts'
As for Smidget---He's been a cranky butt and last night was downright MEAN to Nathan when they were playing. He was refusing to share and hitting Nathan. So, we've got to curb that quick. My solution---Mama has to be a bit stricter AND we have to have more playdates HERE so other babies play with Smidget's toys!!! He doesn't like seeing other babies touching his stuff!
He also acts up in front of others because I don't like to let him cry around other people because they'll assume I'm not meeting his needs. That is backfiring because he now knows he can get away with more around other people than he can at home/alone.
And he's starting to hit and bite. I feel like its hypocritical of me to smack his hands when he hits another baby or to swat his butt. So, I DO NOT want to hit HIM as a means of punishment and then try to teach him NOT to hit anyone to get what he wants. Seems like people who do that are sending mixed messages to their children. Not that I'm against spanking, WHEN THE CHILD IS OLD ENOUGH TO HAVE THE REASON EXPLAINED TO THEM AND UNDERSTAND WHAT IS HAPPENING AND WHY. Smacking a 12 month old's hand? He doesn't understand. Although, people keep recommending for me to "bust his hand" or "bust his butt"---HE'S ONE YEAR OLD! I know he's as big as a 2 year old, but cognitively, he's still just a baby. So, spanking, NO THANKS! You do what you want with your kid, I'll keep not spanking mine.
I'm working on time-outs, but he's still too little to get it. So, I'm keeping the Pack N Play out and when he's being naughty ALL DAY I'll pop it up and when he does something bad like hitting or biting or throwing things (other than his ball), he's going in there. He hates it in there, but I figure 2 minutes won't hurt him and might teach him a lesson that redirecting and distraction aren't teaching anymore. But, I'm going to reserve that punishment for hitting/biting/throwing because other methods are working for other behaviors (like "NO!" and redirection works when he's trying to play with the heating grate or pulling cords or grabbing my glass when I'm trying to drink).
I'm asking some friends what else I can do, because the biting (me) and hitting (other babies) is NOT going to be tolerated.
Now, off to clean before Smidget awakes!!! Which could be any minute!
Friday: Smidget woke up, climbed off of the bed, and crawled into the bathroom BY HIMSELF to use the potty. He's now getting good at removing his velcro diapers and takes them off whenever possible, especially when he NEEDS to pee (not when he's already gone). So, when he headed for the bathroom this morning, Hubby intercepted him and put him on the potty (he was wearing a snappy diaper) and he has peed on the potty three times today so far. He's down for his nap now, so we're at intermission :D I'm going to spend the time cleaning my bedroom. Then we're going to watch From Paris with Love and eat this delicious Pork Roast that I made and play with Smidget and shoot pictures until bedtime :D First, though, pictures outside :D THEN movie and dinner :D
Off to clean my bedroom!
Chores tonight:
Vacuum living room.
Sweep & Mop kitchen
Unload and Reload dishwasher.
2 loads laundry
Put away hanging clothes
Get showered and ready for church and pool tomorrow with the Roberts'
As for Smidget---He's been a cranky butt and last night was downright MEAN to Nathan when they were playing. He was refusing to share and hitting Nathan. So, we've got to curb that quick. My solution---Mama has to be a bit stricter AND we have to have more playdates HERE so other babies play with Smidget's toys!!! He doesn't like seeing other babies touching his stuff!
He also acts up in front of others because I don't like to let him cry around other people because they'll assume I'm not meeting his needs. That is backfiring because he now knows he can get away with more around other people than he can at home/alone.
And he's starting to hit and bite. I feel like its hypocritical of me to smack his hands when he hits another baby or to swat his butt. So, I DO NOT want to hit HIM as a means of punishment and then try to teach him NOT to hit anyone to get what he wants. Seems like people who do that are sending mixed messages to their children. Not that I'm against spanking, WHEN THE CHILD IS OLD ENOUGH TO HAVE THE REASON EXPLAINED TO THEM AND UNDERSTAND WHAT IS HAPPENING AND WHY. Smacking a 12 month old's hand? He doesn't understand. Although, people keep recommending for me to "bust his hand" or "bust his butt"---HE'S ONE YEAR OLD! I know he's as big as a 2 year old, but cognitively, he's still just a baby. So, spanking, NO THANKS! You do what you want with your kid, I'll keep not spanking mine.
I'm working on time-outs, but he's still too little to get it. So, I'm keeping the Pack N Play out and when he's being naughty ALL DAY I'll pop it up and when he does something bad like hitting or biting or throwing things (other than his ball), he's going in there. He hates it in there, but I figure 2 minutes won't hurt him and might teach him a lesson that redirecting and distraction aren't teaching anymore. But, I'm going to reserve that punishment for hitting/biting/throwing because other methods are working for other behaviors (like "NO!" and redirection works when he's trying to play with the heating grate or pulling cords or grabbing my glass when I'm trying to drink).
I'm asking some friends what else I can do, because the biting (me) and hitting (other babies) is NOT going to be tolerated.
Now, off to clean before Smidget awakes!!! Which could be any minute!
Friday, June 25, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
1000 words:
Okay, so he's not quite up to there yet.
These are the words he says regularly---
boob/booboo
no
mama
dada
yeah
butt
sit
These are the words he's said a couple of times---
hot
up
that
Words he recognizes/responds in predictable ways to---
toes
hot
blow
five (high five)
no
yes
bite
drink
boob
come
his name
There are more and I"ll add to this when i recall them or as he says new ones!!!
These are the words he says regularly---
boob/booboo
no
mama
dada
yeah
butt
sit
These are the words he's said a couple of times---
hot
up
that
Words he recognizes/responds in predictable ways to---
toes
hot
blow
five (high five)
no
yes
bite
drink
boob
come
his name
There are more and I"ll add to this when i recall them or as he says new ones!!!
Its been a few days.
I last posted on Saturday the 19th. Lots has happened since then.
Sunday was Hubby's second father's day. Smidget got him a card, a baseball cap/t-shirt that said World's greatest Dad and a pair of sunglasses (since Dada managed to break his old ones playing basketball). The boys spent the day vacuuming the couch and eating and lounging together. Then we skipped church because Smidget was still throwing up and pooping a lot and upset---so we went and got some pizza from Pizza Hut and came home and gorged ourselves while watching TV---we even let Dada control the remote :D
Then came Monday, which I spent with the Wonderful Miss Betty. We met up around 11am to take the boys to the pool. We stayed there until around 2pm and then packed them up and headed out to Foster's Freeze for some greasy food and a milkshake. It wasn't cheap, but it was tasty---too greasy for regular consumption, though. But their milkshakes are tasty! Then, I dropped them off at home and headed home to my Hubby. We wound up immediately leaving to go help Miss Jamie and Mr Mike move their things across base to their new house. We basically just helped with the big furniture and heavy boxes, but we were there until 11pm working. Smidget mostly slept the whole time or found dust bunnies :D
Tuesday rolled around and I had to head out to go buy a fan belt for the Swamp Cooler that had died on Friday. I bought the parts and then decided to take Smidget to the park for some picture times. I got a lot of great shots. And, I learned that Smidget knows how to go down a slide by himself...ON HIS BELLY! It was sooo cute! He also really REALLY likes playing with much older kids and following them around. He chased this one little boy around and around and around. The kid's name was Matt and when we left he gave Smidget a hug and a kiss and said "you're a nice baby" haha. It is strange to me that a 4 year old thinks of him as a baby and I think of him as a big boy, haha. Then, I was called in to close a Pampered Chef show and then run over to help Miss Stephanie and Mr Joshua pack their belongings into the U-Haul for their move to SD. So we got them on their way with as little hassle as possible, but didn't get out of there until 11pm again. Yet another night of no sleep.
Wednesday was pretty boring. I just sat around catching up on sleep and cleaning. After Smidget being so sick from Friday night til Tuesday night, I realized I'd had like 4 hours of sleep total in that time---so Smidget and I took ridiculously long naps on the couch :D NCIS, Bones, and House kept me company as well as my little man who snuggled me all day.
Thursday (today) was uneventful too. I just ran over to hang out with Betty around 10am and wound up letting the boys play in the pool from 10:30 or so until 1pm when we dried them off and put Monster down for his nap and I took Smidget home (after a quick trip through the bank drive through to deposit checks). He slept an hour before I had to pick him up and HOLD him to let him nurse and sleep. Then I got him to go back down for another hour while I cleaned the kitchen. Now its midnight and I desperately need to clean my house---but I'm going to go finish reading my book and have a big glass of tea before I get started. Not planning on going anywhere tomorrow, so I have all day to get the house cleaned up for company!
PICS TO COME!! UPLOADING NOW!!!
Sunday was Hubby's second father's day. Smidget got him a card, a baseball cap/t-shirt that said World's greatest Dad and a pair of sunglasses (since Dada managed to break his old ones playing basketball). The boys spent the day vacuuming the couch and eating and lounging together. Then we skipped church because Smidget was still throwing up and pooping a lot and upset---so we went and got some pizza from Pizza Hut and came home and gorged ourselves while watching TV---we even let Dada control the remote :D
Then came Monday, which I spent with the Wonderful Miss Betty. We met up around 11am to take the boys to the pool. We stayed there until around 2pm and then packed them up and headed out to Foster's Freeze for some greasy food and a milkshake. It wasn't cheap, but it was tasty---too greasy for regular consumption, though. But their milkshakes are tasty! Then, I dropped them off at home and headed home to my Hubby. We wound up immediately leaving to go help Miss Jamie and Mr Mike move their things across base to their new house. We basically just helped with the big furniture and heavy boxes, but we were there until 11pm working. Smidget mostly slept the whole time or found dust bunnies :D
Tuesday rolled around and I had to head out to go buy a fan belt for the Swamp Cooler that had died on Friday. I bought the parts and then decided to take Smidget to the park for some picture times. I got a lot of great shots. And, I learned that Smidget knows how to go down a slide by himself...ON HIS BELLY! It was sooo cute! He also really REALLY likes playing with much older kids and following them around. He chased this one little boy around and around and around. The kid's name was Matt and when we left he gave Smidget a hug and a kiss and said "you're a nice baby" haha. It is strange to me that a 4 year old thinks of him as a baby and I think of him as a big boy, haha. Then, I was called in to close a Pampered Chef show and then run over to help Miss Stephanie and Mr Joshua pack their belongings into the U-Haul for their move to SD. So we got them on their way with as little hassle as possible, but didn't get out of there until 11pm again. Yet another night of no sleep.
Wednesday was pretty boring. I just sat around catching up on sleep and cleaning. After Smidget being so sick from Friday night til Tuesday night, I realized I'd had like 4 hours of sleep total in that time---so Smidget and I took ridiculously long naps on the couch :D NCIS, Bones, and House kept me company as well as my little man who snuggled me all day.
Thursday (today) was uneventful too. I just ran over to hang out with Betty around 10am and wound up letting the boys play in the pool from 10:30 or so until 1pm when we dried them off and put Monster down for his nap and I took Smidget home (after a quick trip through the bank drive through to deposit checks). He slept an hour before I had to pick him up and HOLD him to let him nurse and sleep. Then I got him to go back down for another hour while I cleaned the kitchen. Now its midnight and I desperately need to clean my house---but I'm going to go finish reading my book and have a big glass of tea before I get started. Not planning on going anywhere tomorrow, so I have all day to get the house cleaned up for company!
PICS TO COME!! UPLOADING NOW!!!
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Counting minutes:
We are 12 hours with no projectile vomiting (he's throwing up, but catches it in time) and 4 hours with no diarrhea.
Poor kid! But we're getting there!
Wish us luck!
Poor kid! But we're getting there!
Wish us luck!
"Really? Well, thats interesting."
"Dude. I've told you---don't interrupt me when I'm talking to my Auntie Jenny"
Just thought I'd share a post that is NOT disgusting since my last few have been filled with details poo, vomit, and such.
So, as a treat, here are a few pics of my favorite little poo-factory :D
Just thought I'd share a post that is NOT disgusting since my last few have been filled with details poo, vomit, and such.
So, as a treat, here are a few pics of my favorite little poo-factory :D
Gross! Part Deux
So, I posted a few days about crazy yellow/white diarrhea that Smidget was having.
Well, he spent a day not pooping at all. Now, he has that stuff coming out of him constantly. We're up to 4 or 5 times so far today. Ugh!
He's also projectile vomiting and just sickly.
Took him to the ER and they said he's got a nasty tummy bug and to keep doing what I'm doing (go easy on his tummy, give him breastmilk and fluids whenever he wants them, and don't be concerned if he doesn't want solids).
He's still happy and playing and nibbling on snacks, but he's just stopping every few minutes to throw up or poop a mess full :(
I hope he feels better soon!
Well, he spent a day not pooping at all. Now, he has that stuff coming out of him constantly. We're up to 4 or 5 times so far today. Ugh!
He's also projectile vomiting and just sickly.
Took him to the ER and they said he's got a nasty tummy bug and to keep doing what I'm doing (go easy on his tummy, give him breastmilk and fluids whenever he wants them, and don't be concerned if he doesn't want solids).
He's still happy and playing and nibbling on snacks, but he's just stopping every few minutes to throw up or poop a mess full :(
I hope he feels better soon!
Friday, June 18, 2010
Happy Anniversary!
Today, Dada and Mama have been married 5 years.
Crazy how time flies.
I'm also still amazed that I have a one-year-old, so comprehending 5 years of marriage is totally not going to happen :D
I still look in the mirror sometimes and see that 16 year old girl that I am in my head and go "Holy crap! You're a MOM! Who let that happen?"---I guess I feel a little like the Mom-Police are going to come and say "um...theres been a mistake. you're clearly an awkward 16 year old girl, not the mom of an amazing little man"---And yet my awesome Mother-in-Law and my other mom-friends reassure me that I'm doing a good job, haha.
Can't get past being 16 in my head I guess.
I am amazed by him every single day. And I've never seen anyone more awesome.
I'm smitten by my Smidget :D
Crazy how time flies.
I'm also still amazed that I have a one-year-old, so comprehending 5 years of marriage is totally not going to happen :D
I still look in the mirror sometimes and see that 16 year old girl that I am in my head and go "Holy crap! You're a MOM! Who let that happen?"---I guess I feel a little like the Mom-Police are going to come and say "um...theres been a mistake. you're clearly an awkward 16 year old girl, not the mom of an amazing little man"---And yet my awesome Mother-in-Law and my other mom-friends reassure me that I'm doing a good job, haha.
Can't get past being 16 in my head I guess.
I am amazed by him every single day. And I've never seen anyone more awesome.
I'm smitten by my Smidget :D
Thursday, June 17, 2010
7pm
Is apparently his new nap-time!
Smidget refused to nap at all---in fact, he was a totally happy playful silly little boy all day! Around 6pm, he got very fussy and irritable, but wouldn't settle in to nap until a few minutes before 7.
Finally, at 6:59pm, he passed out cold.
I hope he stays down for the night!!!
Smidget refused to nap at all---in fact, he was a totally happy playful silly little boy all day! Around 6pm, he got very fussy and irritable, but wouldn't settle in to nap until a few minutes before 7.
Finally, at 6:59pm, he passed out cold.
I hope he stays down for the night!!!
Gross!
Starting yesterday morning, I had Smidget's diaper off for a few hours (our way of combating diaper rash since his little butt is super sensitive). He started farting, so I scooped him up and put a diaper on him in hopes of warding off any carpet-cleaning if he did make a big stinky.
When I went to put the diaper on, I had to wipe his behind a bit because his fart had been a little "wet"- but, instead of the normal colored poo, the gunk on his butt was yellow and seedy. I figured it was because he'd been breastfeeding a lot more and refusing solid foods. Normal 100% breastfed baby poo is bright yellow and has little whitish specks in it called "seeds"---this was a lighter color of yellow and seedy, so it was normal, right?
I put his diaper on and let him do his thing for a couple of hours. Finally he pooped, but it wasn't much and it was all liquid. Again, thats pretty normal for a breastfed baby (Smidget didn't have his first solid poo until he was 8 months old because, even though he ate solids three times a day or more, his breastmilk intake far outweighed his other food intake). This liquid mess was pretty low volume, a darkish yellow, and seedy. Pretty "normal" in the world of baby poo and breastfed baby poo especially.
I cleaned him up, changed him, and put another diaper on just in case he wasn't done yet. He didn't poo again (he normally has one big poo per day, so a small one usually bodes for another small one later). He farted lots and had a little leakage, but not enough to judge color or consistency or anything.
Then, this morning, I let him have some diaper free time after being cooped in a damp diaper all night, but kept a clean diaper on hand and stayed right beside him so that if he started grunting I could get it on him before it was too late (small poo yesterday morning and no poo at night means a BIG morning poo this morning). I was talking to Jenny on the phone when he wandered toward the bathroom (which he does now when he wants to pee or poo). So, I jumped up behind him with the diaper in hand and hoped I'd get him on the potty in time and not have to use it...he got to the doorway of the bathroom and leaned back with an uncomfortable look on his face right as I went to pick him up and let it loose.
LIQUID poo again. Right on my carpet (if he'd gotten 8 inches further into the bathroom I wouldn't have had to break out the steamer---oh well).
I rinsed his butt with my shower sprayer and then stuck him in the bathtub with a couple of inches of water to splash while I cleaned the mess in the doorway and foot-prints from his crawling away from the mess.
He was upset that he pooed on the floor (he always fusses after he has an accident), so I calmed him and cleaned it up right away. This time the poo was pale yellow and had chunks in it that were more the texture of his regular poo (he did eat some solid food yesterday), but maybe a little firmer than normal. But the chunks were VERY pale yellow, almost white.
I'm concerned, but he's showing NO signs of anything strange and his sleeping habits are back to 100% NORMAL. No fever, no fussiness, no refusal to eat (although he really just wants boob instead of solids, I think its because he's teething because his gums are a little swollen where his next teeth should come through).
Since teething can cause diarrhea and his low-solid diet can cause color changes, I'm going to try to get him to eat more solids today and see how it goes. If he starts refusing to eat or gets a fever or any other signs of anything bad, I'm going to take him in immediately.
He even refused PIZZA yesterday in favor of the boob! Is this kid crazy?!?
When I went to put the diaper on, I had to wipe his behind a bit because his fart had been a little "wet"- but, instead of the normal colored poo, the gunk on his butt was yellow and seedy. I figured it was because he'd been breastfeeding a lot more and refusing solid foods. Normal 100% breastfed baby poo is bright yellow and has little whitish specks in it called "seeds"---this was a lighter color of yellow and seedy, so it was normal, right?
I put his diaper on and let him do his thing for a couple of hours. Finally he pooped, but it wasn't much and it was all liquid. Again, thats pretty normal for a breastfed baby (Smidget didn't have his first solid poo until he was 8 months old because, even though he ate solids three times a day or more, his breastmilk intake far outweighed his other food intake). This liquid mess was pretty low volume, a darkish yellow, and seedy. Pretty "normal" in the world of baby poo and breastfed baby poo especially.
I cleaned him up, changed him, and put another diaper on just in case he wasn't done yet. He didn't poo again (he normally has one big poo per day, so a small one usually bodes for another small one later). He farted lots and had a little leakage, but not enough to judge color or consistency or anything.
Then, this morning, I let him have some diaper free time after being cooped in a damp diaper all night, but kept a clean diaper on hand and stayed right beside him so that if he started grunting I could get it on him before it was too late (small poo yesterday morning and no poo at night means a BIG morning poo this morning). I was talking to Jenny on the phone when he wandered toward the bathroom (which he does now when he wants to pee or poo). So, I jumped up behind him with the diaper in hand and hoped I'd get him on the potty in time and not have to use it...he got to the doorway of the bathroom and leaned back with an uncomfortable look on his face right as I went to pick him up and let it loose.
LIQUID poo again. Right on my carpet (if he'd gotten 8 inches further into the bathroom I wouldn't have had to break out the steamer---oh well).
I rinsed his butt with my shower sprayer and then stuck him in the bathtub with a couple of inches of water to splash while I cleaned the mess in the doorway and foot-prints from his crawling away from the mess.
He was upset that he pooed on the floor (he always fusses after he has an accident), so I calmed him and cleaned it up right away. This time the poo was pale yellow and had chunks in it that were more the texture of his regular poo (he did eat some solid food yesterday), but maybe a little firmer than normal. But the chunks were VERY pale yellow, almost white.
I'm concerned, but he's showing NO signs of anything strange and his sleeping habits are back to 100% NORMAL. No fever, no fussiness, no refusal to eat (although he really just wants boob instead of solids, I think its because he's teething because his gums are a little swollen where his next teeth should come through).
Since teething can cause diarrhea and his low-solid diet can cause color changes, I'm going to try to get him to eat more solids today and see how it goes. If he starts refusing to eat or gets a fever or any other signs of anything bad, I'm going to take him in immediately.
He even refused PIZZA yesterday in favor of the boob! Is this kid crazy?!?
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Gratuitous Photo Post
Do you see those grey blue eyes? How many hearts you think he's gonna break before some lucky girl finally snags him for good?
He is the most gorgeous man on earth :D
Yes, I truly believe that :D
Seriously! How can you not be in love with that?I DARE you to find something cuter :D
So, its 9 am now and Smidget is STILL sleeping soundly in my bed while I clean the house.
If he doesn't wake up some today I'm going to wind up sitting on the couch holding him and watching NCIS all day while he sleeps.
Okay, so it doesn't sound like a BAD day, but I really wanted to get my house clean today.
So, this makes 5 hours he's been awake in the last 24.
Normally he wakes himself between 9am and 10am---so the countdown begins.
If he doesn't wake up some today I'm going to wind up sitting on the couch holding him and watching NCIS all day while he sleeps.
Okay, so it doesn't sound like a BAD day, but I really wanted to get my house clean today.
So, this makes 5 hours he's been awake in the last 24.
Normally he wakes himself between 9am and 10am---so the countdown begins.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Coma? Growth Spurt? YOU decide!
So, I woke Smidget up at 8:30 so that we could get him dressed and out the door before 9:00am so that I could be in Riverside for my optometrist's appointment at 11:00am.
So, he was awake from 8:30-9:00. I expected him to sleep part of the way in the car, but he normally wakes up at 9:30, so I expected him to be awake before we arrived at our destination.
To my amazement, he was still sound asleep when we arrived at 10:40. I just chalked it up to waking up early and, thus, being extra tired. So, I packed him into his stroller and wheeled him inside. He woke up during the stroller ride and was awake from 10:45 until I left my appointment at 11:30.
He normally naps around noon, but he slept late, so I just knew he wouldn't sleep while I drove to Moreno Valley for lunch with Jae. Which is fine; he's a happy kid and I'm never upset that he's awake when he's energetic and happy (as opposed to tired and cranky when he's late for or misses a nap). Hell, even Cranky Smidget is happier than many babies I know, so I was perfectly happy to chatter with him while I drove.
I barely even got back on the highway before he stopped chattering and was lulled to sleep by the crappy Pop music I found on the radio. I was very surprised that he fell asleep, but car rides do that to kids, ya know? And Smidget has always been lulled by music, no matter how upset he is.
I arrived at my lunch destination just a few minutes after 12:00pm and, again, pulled the sleeping man out of the car. I added it up and he'd been awake for only approximately 90 minutes all day at that point. I began scratching my head a little, but chalked it up to his early morning and all the driving.
He stayed awake for lunch and ate a couple of mini muffins, a lemon wedge (yes, he ate it), a few chips, a couple of bites of my sandwich, and several big bites of my broccoli cheddar soup (all from Jason's Deli---I recommend it! And 10% military discount! Yum! I paid 7.13 for the half sandwich/side and soup combo! Good deal!). He drank some water and then we sat in the grass outside so I could boob him a little and chat with Jae before she headed back to work.
Normally if Smidget naps for a short period (like the drive from Riverside to Moreno Valley), he WILL NOT nap again until much later in the evening. So, I prepared myself for a long drive home with him being irritated at being locked in his carseat when he had tons of energy to burn.
Again, I barely got to the highway before he was out. Literally seconds into the ride I heard him sigh and melt into sleep. WEIRD! Now I was actually shocked. Like slack-jawed and tempted to stop and check on him except I had JUST checked him when I buckled him in and I could SEE him peacefully sleeping.
We got on the road at 1:30. At this point he'd been awake for a grand total of 3hrs cumulatively all day. Which is RARE for him. By 1:30, he's normally been awake for at least 5 hours and is normally just going down for his first nap (between 12pm and 1pm he goes down).
Anyway, I watched him closely as I drove the next 40 minutes to Cabazon to cancel an order at Zales (I ordered a cross pendant, but my in-laws got me one for my baptism, so I no longer needed to buy the one I'd put on hold until Hubby could look at it). So, when I parked (I got primo parking), I open the back door and he's SOUND ASLEEP AGAIN! Like didn't wake up when I un-buckled him. Like didn't wake up when I transferred him to the stroller or wheeled him inside. In fact, he didn't wake up until I entered the store and the sales woman greeted me and used my name (and his--apparently his cuteness is memorable).
He fussed a bit and wanted to be picked up, but I just finished my business and then wheeled him back to the car to drive home. I kissed him and hugged him and got a kiss in return before I snapped him in.
Again, I was sure he'd be awake the rest of the drive home (about an hour left). NOPE! He went BACK out. We were there less than a half hour, so we got on the road a little after 2:30. He slept the ENTIRE ride back. We hit town around 3:30 and I stopped off at Jamie Lou's house to check on her cats and get her mail. I carried him in, but he never lifted his head from my shoulder while I was inside. I didn't have to do much since the food and water levels were good and I'd just emptied the litter, so I just grabbed mail, petted the kitties for a minute and put Smidget back in the car to head to the water company, post office, and then home.
He awakened for 5 minutes while we were in the Water Company office paying the bill, but fell back to sleep in his carseat while I was selecting music on my iPod to listen to on our drive to the Post Office. Apparently Susan Tedeschi is NOT a good treatment for narcolepsy. Neither is Green Day or Flogging Molly---all of which were tried on the ride to the Post Office. Volume was up and I sang along----believe me, my singing can wake the dead, that kid was OUT!
When i got to the post office he was awake again just long enough for me to post a package (sorry Jenny, not yours...yours was sitting at my house where I forgot it this morning)---then, when I put him in the car again, he fell asleep AGAIN for the ride back to our house.
It was now 4:30 when I pulled into my driveway. He had been awake 30 minutes that morning, 60 mins at my appointment, 90 minutes at lunch, 30 minutes at the Outlets, 5 minutes at the Water Co, and 5 minutes at the Post Office. So, counting up, we're talking 210 minutes---that is 3.5 hours ALL DAY. Um, thats totally reversed from his normal sleep count! Normally he sleeps for less than that during a day!
So, when we got home at 4:30, I nursed him while I checked e-mail. The kid FELL ASLEEP NURSING and didn't wake up until Hubby got home at 6pm. He was awake for less than an hour and then fell asleep nursing again. He awoke for a few minutes and when I refused to let him nurse again, I just let him lay across my lap and patted his back and he FELL ASLEEP AGAIN!
2 hours later, he did the same thing, fell asleep laying on my lap.
The kid has fallen asleep in my arms TWICE without nursing before today---today he did it twice in a row. And the kid is STILL sleeping.
This is either going to be one hell of a growth spurt or he's in the beginning stages of being sick. No fever and no symptoms other than sleepiness. Gonna keep an eye on him tonight and in the morning and see how he does. If he's still worrying me tomorrow afternoon, I'll start considering other options...
However, the main 3 signs of growth spurts are:
1. Feeding more (he ate lots of solids for lunch and has been nursing a LOT more the last 3-4 days---demanding boob almost constantly and biting when its not coming out fast enough or replenishing quickly enough to keep him filled).
2. He's been napping more soundly the last few days. Normally he's a fairly light sleeper, but he's been sleeping a little longer at a stretch, sleeping later in the mornings (til 11am yesterday!!!) and staying asleep even when the doorbell rings, phone rings, or I start talking (which normally has him on high-alert), vacuuming, etc.
3. He's been fussier and crankier. I thought it might be teething, but it is also a sign of a growth spurt because growing so quickly doesn't feel that great either, I'm assuming. Yes, he might still be teething, but I'd lay money on his fussiness being because he's just extra hungry and tired because his body needs more than he knows how to give it.
He's peeing and pooing normally and has NO other strange symptoms besides exhaustion and hunger and a little extra fuss (like he's ever REALLY fussy, haha...he's such a good kid).
So, this ridiculously long post is just to give you a run-down on his day. Now he's sleeping (with no diaper because I'm not tempting fate when I want to go to bed...he can just sleep on a towel. he holds it when he sleeps now, so as long as I get to him when he starts to wake up, he should stay dry all night). Hell, he might night-train before he day-trains! He slept all night last night dry! (i fell asleep with him diaperless in MY bed last night! i was SOOOO exhausted that i put him on the potty to pee and picked him up and took him to bed and forgot to re-diaper him...when I woke up the clean diaper was on the bathroom sink where I'd left it---I found it after he crawled out of the covers to come to me when I was getting dressed and woke him---I asked him if he'd taken off his diaper and I realized what had really happened...ahh the life of a mother! We forget to diaper our kid because we're too tired to see straight! HAHAHAHA.
So, off to bed---when Smidget wakes up to pee tonight, I hope to remember to put a diaper ON him before I put him back down :D
G'night all!
Love!
So, he was awake from 8:30-9:00. I expected him to sleep part of the way in the car, but he normally wakes up at 9:30, so I expected him to be awake before we arrived at our destination.
To my amazement, he was still sound asleep when we arrived at 10:40. I just chalked it up to waking up early and, thus, being extra tired. So, I packed him into his stroller and wheeled him inside. He woke up during the stroller ride and was awake from 10:45 until I left my appointment at 11:30.
He normally naps around noon, but he slept late, so I just knew he wouldn't sleep while I drove to Moreno Valley for lunch with Jae. Which is fine; he's a happy kid and I'm never upset that he's awake when he's energetic and happy (as opposed to tired and cranky when he's late for or misses a nap). Hell, even Cranky Smidget is happier than many babies I know, so I was perfectly happy to chatter with him while I drove.
I barely even got back on the highway before he stopped chattering and was lulled to sleep by the crappy Pop music I found on the radio. I was very surprised that he fell asleep, but car rides do that to kids, ya know? And Smidget has always been lulled by music, no matter how upset he is.
I arrived at my lunch destination just a few minutes after 12:00pm and, again, pulled the sleeping man out of the car. I added it up and he'd been awake for only approximately 90 minutes all day at that point. I began scratching my head a little, but chalked it up to his early morning and all the driving.
He stayed awake for lunch and ate a couple of mini muffins, a lemon wedge (yes, he ate it), a few chips, a couple of bites of my sandwich, and several big bites of my broccoli cheddar soup (all from Jason's Deli---I recommend it! And 10% military discount! Yum! I paid 7.13 for the half sandwich/side and soup combo! Good deal!). He drank some water and then we sat in the grass outside so I could boob him a little and chat with Jae before she headed back to work.
Normally if Smidget naps for a short period (like the drive from Riverside to Moreno Valley), he WILL NOT nap again until much later in the evening. So, I prepared myself for a long drive home with him being irritated at being locked in his carseat when he had tons of energy to burn.
Again, I barely got to the highway before he was out. Literally seconds into the ride I heard him sigh and melt into sleep. WEIRD! Now I was actually shocked. Like slack-jawed and tempted to stop and check on him except I had JUST checked him when I buckled him in and I could SEE him peacefully sleeping.
We got on the road at 1:30. At this point he'd been awake for a grand total of 3hrs cumulatively all day. Which is RARE for him. By 1:30, he's normally been awake for at least 5 hours and is normally just going down for his first nap (between 12pm and 1pm he goes down).
Anyway, I watched him closely as I drove the next 40 minutes to Cabazon to cancel an order at Zales (I ordered a cross pendant, but my in-laws got me one for my baptism, so I no longer needed to buy the one I'd put on hold until Hubby could look at it). So, when I parked (I got primo parking), I open the back door and he's SOUND ASLEEP AGAIN! Like didn't wake up when I un-buckled him. Like didn't wake up when I transferred him to the stroller or wheeled him inside. In fact, he didn't wake up until I entered the store and the sales woman greeted me and used my name (and his--apparently his cuteness is memorable).
He fussed a bit and wanted to be picked up, but I just finished my business and then wheeled him back to the car to drive home. I kissed him and hugged him and got a kiss in return before I snapped him in.
Again, I was sure he'd be awake the rest of the drive home (about an hour left). NOPE! He went BACK out. We were there less than a half hour, so we got on the road a little after 2:30. He slept the ENTIRE ride back. We hit town around 3:30 and I stopped off at Jamie Lou's house to check on her cats and get her mail. I carried him in, but he never lifted his head from my shoulder while I was inside. I didn't have to do much since the food and water levels were good and I'd just emptied the litter, so I just grabbed mail, petted the kitties for a minute and put Smidget back in the car to head to the water company, post office, and then home.
He awakened for 5 minutes while we were in the Water Company office paying the bill, but fell back to sleep in his carseat while I was selecting music on my iPod to listen to on our drive to the Post Office. Apparently Susan Tedeschi is NOT a good treatment for narcolepsy. Neither is Green Day or Flogging Molly---all of which were tried on the ride to the Post Office. Volume was up and I sang along----believe me, my singing can wake the dead, that kid was OUT!
When i got to the post office he was awake again just long enough for me to post a package (sorry Jenny, not yours...yours was sitting at my house where I forgot it this morning)---then, when I put him in the car again, he fell asleep AGAIN for the ride back to our house.
It was now 4:30 when I pulled into my driveway. He had been awake 30 minutes that morning, 60 mins at my appointment, 90 minutes at lunch, 30 minutes at the Outlets, 5 minutes at the Water Co, and 5 minutes at the Post Office. So, counting up, we're talking 210 minutes---that is 3.5 hours ALL DAY. Um, thats totally reversed from his normal sleep count! Normally he sleeps for less than that during a day!
So, when we got home at 4:30, I nursed him while I checked e-mail. The kid FELL ASLEEP NURSING and didn't wake up until Hubby got home at 6pm. He was awake for less than an hour and then fell asleep nursing again. He awoke for a few minutes and when I refused to let him nurse again, I just let him lay across my lap and patted his back and he FELL ASLEEP AGAIN!
2 hours later, he did the same thing, fell asleep laying on my lap.
The kid has fallen asleep in my arms TWICE without nursing before today---today he did it twice in a row. And the kid is STILL sleeping.
This is either going to be one hell of a growth spurt or he's in the beginning stages of being sick. No fever and no symptoms other than sleepiness. Gonna keep an eye on him tonight and in the morning and see how he does. If he's still worrying me tomorrow afternoon, I'll start considering other options...
However, the main 3 signs of growth spurts are:
1. Feeding more (he ate lots of solids for lunch and has been nursing a LOT more the last 3-4 days---demanding boob almost constantly and biting when its not coming out fast enough or replenishing quickly enough to keep him filled).
2. He's been napping more soundly the last few days. Normally he's a fairly light sleeper, but he's been sleeping a little longer at a stretch, sleeping later in the mornings (til 11am yesterday!!!) and staying asleep even when the doorbell rings, phone rings, or I start talking (which normally has him on high-alert), vacuuming, etc.
3. He's been fussier and crankier. I thought it might be teething, but it is also a sign of a growth spurt because growing so quickly doesn't feel that great either, I'm assuming. Yes, he might still be teething, but I'd lay money on his fussiness being because he's just extra hungry and tired because his body needs more than he knows how to give it.
He's peeing and pooing normally and has NO other strange symptoms besides exhaustion and hunger and a little extra fuss (like he's ever REALLY fussy, haha...he's such a good kid).
So, this ridiculously long post is just to give you a run-down on his day. Now he's sleeping (with no diaper because I'm not tempting fate when I want to go to bed...he can just sleep on a towel. he holds it when he sleeps now, so as long as I get to him when he starts to wake up, he should stay dry all night). Hell, he might night-train before he day-trains! He slept all night last night dry! (i fell asleep with him diaperless in MY bed last night! i was SOOOO exhausted that i put him on the potty to pee and picked him up and took him to bed and forgot to re-diaper him...when I woke up the clean diaper was on the bathroom sink where I'd left it---I found it after he crawled out of the covers to come to me when I was getting dressed and woke him---I asked him if he'd taken off his diaper and I realized what had really happened...ahh the life of a mother! We forget to diaper our kid because we're too tired to see straight! HAHAHAHA.
So, off to bed---when Smidget wakes up to pee tonight, I hope to remember to put a diaper ON him before I put him back down :D
G'night all!
Love!
Monday, June 14, 2010
Going Strawberry Bananas
I love my dirty little man.
You know those toddlers that you see out and around with scratches on their knees and dirt on their toes who are just grinning like there is no tomorrow?
My son is one of those.
Granted, when we're out, I try to keep him as clean as possible, but he CRAWLS more than he walks, so his knees always have little scratches and get dirty. Baby wipes are your FRIEND when you have a toddler!
But, theres nothing this kid loves more than a mess.
Today, he squished a giant delicious strawberry in his fingers just because he liked the way it felt to squish it up in his hands.
What a kid!
You know those toddlers that you see out and around with scratches on their knees and dirt on their toes who are just grinning like there is no tomorrow?
My son is one of those.
Granted, when we're out, I try to keep him as clean as possible, but he CRAWLS more than he walks, so his knees always have little scratches and get dirty. Baby wipes are your FRIEND when you have a toddler!
But, theres nothing this kid loves more than a mess.
Today, he squished a giant delicious strawberry in his fingers just because he liked the way it felt to squish it up in his hands.
What a kid!
Naptime = Bliss
Its not so much that I need Smidget to sleep for two hours as the fact that he gets fussy around noon and am so grateful to get him to sleep and end the fussiness! If he never got fussy because he was tired, I'd be thrilled to have him play and be silly with me all day...
But, alas, we are being a fuss-butt now. So, mama is off to boob the baby and snuggle him on the couch while she calls Auntie Jenny to debrief her on the party shenanigans :D
I've gotten a lot done today, so I'm rewarding myself with post-nap pool time if things go well :D
But, alas, we are being a fuss-butt now. So, mama is off to boob the baby and snuggle him on the couch while she calls Auntie Jenny to debrief her on the party shenanigans :D
I've gotten a lot done today, so I'm rewarding myself with post-nap pool time if things go well :D
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Cake and Presents! Oh my!
Today at Mass, Smidget decided the be Mr Independent. Every time I let him go, he'd drop to all fours and crawl into the center aisle and laugh at me while I tried to inconspicuously snatch him back---good thing we were the only ones on our pew! Then, he decided to crawl into the pew behind us to visit with one of the parishioners who is always loving on him.
We also got to talk to his self-proclaimed honorary grandparents (they claimed him when he was only a few weeks old). They remarked on his being so grown up and handsome and got down to play with him and cooed at him just like his real grandparents. Its nice to have them around, even if we do mostly just see them on Sundays. They are the reason I've missed going to Sunday morning services so much! That, and the donuts are fresher.
Speaking of which---Smidget enjoyed a donut while sitting on his Dada's shoulders after Mass. Then proceeded to crush the remnants into his hair. Good thing we were headed straight for the pool, huh?
I bought Smidget an umbrella stroller today. I've been meaning to do it for while, but I found one at a friend's yard-sale for only $5 and it was literally brand spanking new! PERFECT! It will come in really handy when we go to Vegas in August to pick up Smidget's Aunt K and Uncle S. Hard to travel with a big stroller and luggage in one trunk! I still love my jogging stroller, but I need to get an inner tube for it!!! I busted it last time we went to the Wild Animal Park in San Diego.
Okay---here I am thinking of what adorable things Smidget did today. I mean, he's adorable every day, but what stands out?
Oh, he got another birthday present! Two actually.
First was from Jamie---she got him an awesome T-ball set. he can't quite play with it properly yet, but he enjoys banging the plastic bat against our shins and the couch :D And the balls fit perfectly under the couch for him to get mad when he pushes them too far and can't get them out himself :D
Second---when I took several huge slices of leftover birthday cake to my neighbors (3 slices to Roger, Hideko, and Kat and 2 slices to Dave and his wife), Dave called me into his back yard and offered up this really adorable pretend play yard toy hand-me-down from his granddaughter that is a little mini farm house toy complete with a real garden---with rubber veggies that fit perfectly into their holes for you to plant and harvest---cute huh? Smidget thought it was pretty awesome! Can't wait to get him out there tomorrow and let him go nuts!
And we have at least 3 riding toys that need to be assembled for him now. We just need to get him a slide and he'll be all set. My mom is sending me $20 to go get him a Step-2 tree-swing to put in our willow tree out back. This yard is going to be baby-city :D
Oh, and Mr Streaker Baby made an appearance tonight as usual and he and Dada actually passed out snuggling on the couch with Smidget's feet elevated on the back of the couch and his head hanging off the front while Dada laid comfortably in a normal position on the couch under him. Too funny! I actually managed to get a diaper on him and carry him to bed and tuck him in without so much as a peep! I guess church, yard sales, and the pool as well as playing with his new toys and leftover party balloons wore him out!
PS---Jenny, I hope you're enjoying this :D
We also got to talk to his self-proclaimed honorary grandparents (they claimed him when he was only a few weeks old). They remarked on his being so grown up and handsome and got down to play with him and cooed at him just like his real grandparents. Its nice to have them around, even if we do mostly just see them on Sundays. They are the reason I've missed going to Sunday morning services so much! That, and the donuts are fresher.
Speaking of which---Smidget enjoyed a donut while sitting on his Dada's shoulders after Mass. Then proceeded to crush the remnants into his hair. Good thing we were headed straight for the pool, huh?
I bought Smidget an umbrella stroller today. I've been meaning to do it for while, but I found one at a friend's yard-sale for only $5 and it was literally brand spanking new! PERFECT! It will come in really handy when we go to Vegas in August to pick up Smidget's Aunt K and Uncle S. Hard to travel with a big stroller and luggage in one trunk! I still love my jogging stroller, but I need to get an inner tube for it!!! I busted it last time we went to the Wild Animal Park in San Diego.
Okay---here I am thinking of what adorable things Smidget did today. I mean, he's adorable every day, but what stands out?
Oh, he got another birthday present! Two actually.
First was from Jamie---she got him an awesome T-ball set. he can't quite play with it properly yet, but he enjoys banging the plastic bat against our shins and the couch :D And the balls fit perfectly under the couch for him to get mad when he pushes them too far and can't get them out himself :D
Second---when I took several huge slices of leftover birthday cake to my neighbors (3 slices to Roger, Hideko, and Kat and 2 slices to Dave and his wife), Dave called me into his back yard and offered up this really adorable pretend play yard toy hand-me-down from his granddaughter that is a little mini farm house toy complete with a real garden---with rubber veggies that fit perfectly into their holes for you to plant and harvest---cute huh? Smidget thought it was pretty awesome! Can't wait to get him out there tomorrow and let him go nuts!
And we have at least 3 riding toys that need to be assembled for him now. We just need to get him a slide and he'll be all set. My mom is sending me $20 to go get him a Step-2 tree-swing to put in our willow tree out back. This yard is going to be baby-city :D
Oh, and Mr Streaker Baby made an appearance tonight as usual and he and Dada actually passed out snuggling on the couch with Smidget's feet elevated on the back of the couch and his head hanging off the front while Dada laid comfortably in a normal position on the couch under him. Too funny! I actually managed to get a diaper on him and carry him to bed and tuck him in without so much as a peep! I guess church, yard sales, and the pool as well as playing with his new toys and leftover party balloons wore him out!
PS---Jenny, I hope you're enjoying this :D
Happy Birthday Smidget
Well, its official---
Three days ago, on June 9th, my amazing son turned one. Today we celebrated his birthday with a whole collection of friends. Sitting here with Smidget laying beside me on the couch sleeping off his busy day, I find myself thinking about all he has accomplished in just a year and realizing that he is no longer my baby. This combination of pride and sadness is foreign to me. He is amazing.
At 2:35 pm on June 9, 2009, my son made his way into the world after 36 hours of labor and 3.5 hours of pushing. He was four days overdue and weighed in at 9lbs 13oz and was 22 inches tall. In just one year, he has grown to just shy of 32 inches tall and weighs in at 24.5 lbs (according to the doctor's scale, mine says he weighs a couple of pounds more). He's gained 15 lbs and grown 10 inches!
Just one year ago, he lay in my arms in a hospital room, unable to lift his head, roll his big body, or communicate. He simply opened his big blue eyes and peered around the room and understood that the world was his and that everyone who would meet him would love him immediately. At least, that's what it seemed like to me.
In those first days, he grasped Dada's hand and lay there peacefully, snuggling in toward me, looking to nurse, looking up at me and stealing my heart. Despite suffering from reflux and having trouble keeping food down, he grew and thrived---he began eating baby cereal at four months and baby food two weeks later. By the time he was five months old, he was eating a combination of stage 3 baby foods and steamed soft home-cooked chunks of vegetables as well as all of the snacks from Gerber listed for "crawlers."
At six month's old (on Dec 20th), he looked up at me in a restaurant, waiting for me to give him another bite of sauteed green beans, and said "Mama!" demanding to be fed. Soon after came Dada. Then, simply, "oh." Now, he says all of those, plus: butt, ball, yeah, no, sit, baba, and a few that are still garbled.
At almost 3 months old, he rolled over for the first time. A couple of weeks later, he rolled in the other direction. Within another two weeks he was rolling across the entire room to get from place to place chasing his toys. Then, at 5 months, he began sitting up unassisted, but didn't get fully upright until 7 months. At 6 months he began crawling, but didn't master the skill enough to get into trouble until he was almost 9 months. Now, at 12 months, he's the fastest crawler on the planet and is taking a few steps at a time on his own. He can walk everywhere he wants if he holds on, but is just beginning to step out on his own without support...and it is almost always to chase a ball that got away from him. He picks uses the ball for support to stand, then lifts it up over his head and throws it, then realizes he's standing without help and either takes a few steps after the ball he uses for support or gently sits down. In just a few months he's gone from totally immobile to never stopping! He can crawl as fast as I can walk! No wonder he's in no rush to walk on his own---walking can't possibly be faster, right? (tell me it can't! I can't keep up NOW!).
Until now his favorite foods are:
Meat!!! Non processed, baked or grilled, and served in chunks
Peas, green beans, carrots, asparagus, or lettuce.
Pasta of all shapes.
Scrambled eggs.
Any cheese!
Snacks: Fruit Loops, Cheerios, Wheat Thins, Goldfish, Animal Crackers, and yogurt.
He got his first tooth at 7 months even. A week later he had his second. He stayed at only two little snaggle teeth until just after he hit 9 months. He then got his top left tooth. Two weeks after that, he got the third---the left lateral incisor. He was totally cute and lop-sided for a month!!! I loved it! Finally, at almost 11 months, he got his right front tooth. A few days later the right lateral incisor cut through. Two weeks ago his bottom lateral incisors broke through just days apart. Now he has eight teeth---the front four top and bottom and couldn't be more handsome if he tried! And he DOES try!
His favorite activities:
1. anything involving water---bathtub, little plastic pool, kiddie pool on base, any bowl or bucket of water (including our dog's water dish). Temperature doesn't matter much as long as it's decent. And he doesn't care how much there is---a few ounces or an ocean---just as long as its wet!
2. anything involving a ball---he has golf balls, tennis balls, beach balls, kick balls, balloons, exercise balls, ping pong balls, soccer balls, footballs, baseballs, bowling balls...anything that is round and can be thrown. He loves to roll them and chase them, play catch with his Dada, make "baskets" with his hoop, and roll them for the dogs to chase.
3. He loves to do "buh buhs" and make crazy noises and mimics nearly any noise you make. He tries to do "buh buhs" all the time---sometimes on himself, sometimes on whoever is holding him, sometimes on the dogs or other babies.
4. Peekaboo. He will just scream with laughter!
5. "Reading" his books and talking to the book (maybe he's reading out loud, who knows!).
6. Climbing---anything and everything! He's a daredevil, NO FEAR!
Right now, my one year old little Smidget wears 2T clothing, size 5 shoes, and is in the 95th percentile for height and head circumference and the 65th percentile for weight. He has a fluffy head of thin blonde hair and the most beautiful blue-gray eyes on earth.
He is the world's biggest flirt and show off...and he KNOWS how cute he is. Everyone loves him. It is amazing to me to be the mother of someone who brings only joy and love into the lives of everyone who knows him. My perfect little Smidget!
Now that you have the back-story and know where he is now, I come to the point of this blog...the little stories of all of the cute things he does every day...the sweet moments, the funny things he says and does, even photos and videos of the crazy things toddlers do that win our hearts and melt us to the core.
This, is the life of the most amazing man you'll ever meet---Mr. Smidget.
If you are reading this, know now that you are truly blessed because you now have a little Smidget in your life---I hope that he brings you as much joy and love as he has brought me every day of his life.
Thus begins the tale of Smidget.
Three days ago, on June 9th, my amazing son turned one. Today we celebrated his birthday with a whole collection of friends. Sitting here with Smidget laying beside me on the couch sleeping off his busy day, I find myself thinking about all he has accomplished in just a year and realizing that he is no longer my baby. This combination of pride and sadness is foreign to me. He is amazing.
At 2:35 pm on June 9, 2009, my son made his way into the world after 36 hours of labor and 3.5 hours of pushing. He was four days overdue and weighed in at 9lbs 13oz and was 22 inches tall. In just one year, he has grown to just shy of 32 inches tall and weighs in at 24.5 lbs (according to the doctor's scale, mine says he weighs a couple of pounds more). He's gained 15 lbs and grown 10 inches!
Just one year ago, he lay in my arms in a hospital room, unable to lift his head, roll his big body, or communicate. He simply opened his big blue eyes and peered around the room and understood that the world was his and that everyone who would meet him would love him immediately. At least, that's what it seemed like to me.
In those first days, he grasped Dada's hand and lay there peacefully, snuggling in toward me, looking to nurse, looking up at me and stealing my heart. Despite suffering from reflux and having trouble keeping food down, he grew and thrived---he began eating baby cereal at four months and baby food two weeks later. By the time he was five months old, he was eating a combination of stage 3 baby foods and steamed soft home-cooked chunks of vegetables as well as all of the snacks from Gerber listed for "crawlers."
At six month's old (on Dec 20th), he looked up at me in a restaurant, waiting for me to give him another bite of sauteed green beans, and said "Mama!" demanding to be fed. Soon after came Dada. Then, simply, "oh." Now, he says all of those, plus: butt, ball, yeah, no, sit, baba, and a few that are still garbled.
At almost 3 months old, he rolled over for the first time. A couple of weeks later, he rolled in the other direction. Within another two weeks he was rolling across the entire room to get from place to place chasing his toys. Then, at 5 months, he began sitting up unassisted, but didn't get fully upright until 7 months. At 6 months he began crawling, but didn't master the skill enough to get into trouble until he was almost 9 months. Now, at 12 months, he's the fastest crawler on the planet and is taking a few steps at a time on his own. He can walk everywhere he wants if he holds on, but is just beginning to step out on his own without support...and it is almost always to chase a ball that got away from him. He picks uses the ball for support to stand, then lifts it up over his head and throws it, then realizes he's standing without help and either takes a few steps after the ball he uses for support or gently sits down. In just a few months he's gone from totally immobile to never stopping! He can crawl as fast as I can walk! No wonder he's in no rush to walk on his own---walking can't possibly be faster, right? (tell me it can't! I can't keep up NOW!).
Until now his favorite foods are:
Meat!!! Non processed, baked or grilled, and served in chunks
Peas, green beans, carrots, asparagus, or lettuce.
Pasta of all shapes.
Scrambled eggs.
Any cheese!
Snacks: Fruit Loops, Cheerios, Wheat Thins, Goldfish, Animal Crackers, and yogurt.
He got his first tooth at 7 months even. A week later he had his second. He stayed at only two little snaggle teeth until just after he hit 9 months. He then got his top left tooth. Two weeks after that, he got the third---the left lateral incisor. He was totally cute and lop-sided for a month!!! I loved it! Finally, at almost 11 months, he got his right front tooth. A few days later the right lateral incisor cut through. Two weeks ago his bottom lateral incisors broke through just days apart. Now he has eight teeth---the front four top and bottom and couldn't be more handsome if he tried! And he DOES try!
His favorite activities:
1. anything involving water---bathtub, little plastic pool, kiddie pool on base, any bowl or bucket of water (including our dog's water dish). Temperature doesn't matter much as long as it's decent. And he doesn't care how much there is---a few ounces or an ocean---just as long as its wet!
2. anything involving a ball---he has golf balls, tennis balls, beach balls, kick balls, balloons, exercise balls, ping pong balls, soccer balls, footballs, baseballs, bowling balls...anything that is round and can be thrown. He loves to roll them and chase them, play catch with his Dada, make "baskets" with his hoop, and roll them for the dogs to chase.
3. He loves to do "buh buhs" and make crazy noises and mimics nearly any noise you make. He tries to do "buh buhs" all the time---sometimes on himself, sometimes on whoever is holding him, sometimes on the dogs or other babies.
4. Peekaboo. He will just scream with laughter!
5. "Reading" his books and talking to the book (maybe he's reading out loud, who knows!).
6. Climbing---anything and everything! He's a daredevil, NO FEAR!
Right now, my one year old little Smidget wears 2T clothing, size 5 shoes, and is in the 95th percentile for height and head circumference and the 65th percentile for weight. He has a fluffy head of thin blonde hair and the most beautiful blue-gray eyes on earth.
He is the world's biggest flirt and show off...and he KNOWS how cute he is. Everyone loves him. It is amazing to me to be the mother of someone who brings only joy and love into the lives of everyone who knows him. My perfect little Smidget!
Now that you have the back-story and know where he is now, I come to the point of this blog...the little stories of all of the cute things he does every day...the sweet moments, the funny things he says and does, even photos and videos of the crazy things toddlers do that win our hearts and melt us to the core.
This, is the life of the most amazing man you'll ever meet---Mr. Smidget.
If you are reading this, know now that you are truly blessed because you now have a little Smidget in your life---I hope that he brings you as much joy and love as he has brought me every day of his life.
Thus begins the tale of Smidget.
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