There will be no more breast milk for Nolan. Every time he has breast milk, he throws it up. Like GUSHES. Not a little spit up, not a wet burp. Nope. The kid explodes. When he has a bottle of formula, nothing. We get a nice clean burp out of him and that's that. So, formula it is. I haven't nursed or pumped since yesterday morning. I'm in agony. I had a HOT shower this morning to relieve some pressure but still. I woke up soaked this morning. My breast pads failed. They were dripping they were so full. Yuck! I know it'll just be a few more days and then my lactating days will be over. It makes me sad, but I guess it's just part of life. Moving on, growing up.
Dan has just left to take the kids out for a ride on the little sled. They looked so very cute all bundled up and ready to go!! Spencer was so excited to go outside and play! Liam was just excited that Spencer was excited!! Awesome.
Anyway, Nolan has woken up from his 30 minute nap. Oh yeah, he's now a cat napper. I don't like that. Must run.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Title-less
...Because I'm creative like that!
I hadn't realized it's been so long since I wrote anything. I guess I've had nothing to say for the past few days. Shocking, I know!
Nolan went through a few nights of absolute crap. He had a hard time going back to sleep after each feed. The past 2 nights have been really good, though. The night before last, he was up at 4 (9 hour stretch!!) and then up at 7...and back down for another hour and a bit. Last night He was up only once, at 2:30! It's now 7:05 so I'm guessing he'll be up any time! These longer night stretches definitely mean he's growing up! And yes, you guessed it, it makes me sad!!
Liam has been using his words a LOT more lately! He's been working on "ok". Cute! He tries to say "I don't know" but it comes out more "no noooOOooo" We get the message though! He's saying "more please" when he wants something and also he's really really good with his "Thank-you's"! He's been extremely cuddly for the past few weeks and I'm not sure why. I'm trying really really REALLY hard to indulge him with his cuddles every chance I get. I know they grow up way too quickly and I'll miss it when it's gone. There will come a day all too soon where he won't want to snuggle with his Mama on the sofa anymore, and I'll miss it. So, even though there's always something to be done in this house, I stop and snuggle every chance I get!
Spencer has been napping without a pullup on for the past few days!! I'm thinking he was just peeing in his pullup because it was there. We still have him in one at night, but if he goes a week accident free at nap time, then we won't be replenishing our pullup stash when it runs out! I think he's ready to go bare butt at bed....well non pulluped butt so we'll just wait for the pullups to get used up and see where that leaves us! He's so proud when he gets up from a nap and hasn't peed!! I love seeing the pride in his face!!
Yesterday for lunch I gave the kids some graham crackers with peanut butter and then I put bananas on one, apples on another, raisins on another and for a treat, white chocolate chips on another. They were a HUGE hit! I've been making an effort to feed them more variety in their diet, and also fun things, like yesterday. The morning before last, I gave them grapes, yogurt and 2 graham crackers, that also was a big hit! I tend to get into a food rut with them and end up giving them what's fast and easy. I've been trying to fix that and give them what's fun and healthy. So far it's going over well!!
Well, that's it for now. Gonna enjoy these last few minutes of quiet before the chaos of the day begins!
I hadn't realized it's been so long since I wrote anything. I guess I've had nothing to say for the past few days. Shocking, I know!
Nolan went through a few nights of absolute crap. He had a hard time going back to sleep after each feed. The past 2 nights have been really good, though. The night before last, he was up at 4 (9 hour stretch!!) and then up at 7...and back down for another hour and a bit. Last night He was up only once, at 2:30! It's now 7:05 so I'm guessing he'll be up any time! These longer night stretches definitely mean he's growing up! And yes, you guessed it, it makes me sad!!
Liam has been using his words a LOT more lately! He's been working on "ok". Cute! He tries to say "I don't know" but it comes out more "no noooOOooo" We get the message though! He's saying "more please" when he wants something and also he's really really good with his "Thank-you's"! He's been extremely cuddly for the past few weeks and I'm not sure why. I'm trying really really REALLY hard to indulge him with his cuddles every chance I get. I know they grow up way too quickly and I'll miss it when it's gone. There will come a day all too soon where he won't want to snuggle with his Mama on the sofa anymore, and I'll miss it. So, even though there's always something to be done in this house, I stop and snuggle every chance I get!
Spencer has been napping without a pullup on for the past few days!! I'm thinking he was just peeing in his pullup because it was there. We still have him in one at night, but if he goes a week accident free at nap time, then we won't be replenishing our pullup stash when it runs out! I think he's ready to go bare butt at bed....well non pulluped butt so we'll just wait for the pullups to get used up and see where that leaves us! He's so proud when he gets up from a nap and hasn't peed!! I love seeing the pride in his face!!
Yesterday for lunch I gave the kids some graham crackers with peanut butter and then I put bananas on one, apples on another, raisins on another and for a treat, white chocolate chips on another. They were a HUGE hit! I've been making an effort to feed them more variety in their diet, and also fun things, like yesterday. The morning before last, I gave them grapes, yogurt and 2 graham crackers, that also was a big hit! I tend to get into a food rut with them and end up giving them what's fast and easy. I've been trying to fix that and give them what's fun and healthy. So far it's going over well!!
Well, that's it for now. Gonna enjoy these last few minutes of quiet before the chaos of the day begins!
Friday, January 15, 2010
Because I know You Read This
Dear Husband.
Can we talk a moment? About cleaning the kitchen, perhaps. Now. I love that you are so willing to help out and clean up after my cooking disasters. But. There are a few key elements to cleaning a kitchen that I think we need to go over. So, I'll talk (Type) and you'll listen (read) mmmmk?
First. The Dishwasher is NOT a garbage disposal. Or Garburator. When you put a plate, pot, bowl or fork covered in tonight's dinner in there, it's NOT going to get clean. When I politely ask you, and then not so politely TELL you that you NEED to rinse the dishes before they go into the dishwasher, I'm not saying it to hear myself talk. I promise!
Second. That fancy long pole with bristles on the end of it in the pantry? It's a broom. Use it. Please.
Third. We have WHITE cabinets. We have SMALL children. One who almost ALWAYS has dirty fingers, so. Can you take a cursory glance around and spot wipe any smudges, fingerprints or all out smears. It's a lot easier to wipe them off right when it happens, than letting them go until I need to use a chisel to scrape them clean. Thanks!
Fourth. If there's something on the counter that doesn't belong there. ie: bills, floor cleaner, dirty sponges. Please don't clean around them. Part of cleaning the kitchen is, well, CLEANING. It doesn't make me overly excited when I get up in the morning and have to spend up to 3 hours re-cleaning the kitchen. It makes me a little ticked, in fact when there's something left on the counter, but cleaned around, for weeks at a time. I suppose you could say it drives me insane.
Anyway, that is all for now. Thank you for sitting there quietly while I made myself feel better. In case you forget, this will always be available to you to reference back to should you forget one of the issues I discussed.
Peace out homie. xo
Can we talk a moment? About cleaning the kitchen, perhaps. Now. I love that you are so willing to help out and clean up after my cooking disasters. But. There are a few key elements to cleaning a kitchen that I think we need to go over. So, I'll talk (Type) and you'll listen (read) mmmmk?
First. The Dishwasher is NOT a garbage disposal. Or Garburator. When you put a plate, pot, bowl or fork covered in tonight's dinner in there, it's NOT going to get clean. When I politely ask you, and then not so politely TELL you that you NEED to rinse the dishes before they go into the dishwasher, I'm not saying it to hear myself talk. I promise!
Second. That fancy long pole with bristles on the end of it in the pantry? It's a broom. Use it. Please.
Third. We have WHITE cabinets. We have SMALL children. One who almost ALWAYS has dirty fingers, so. Can you take a cursory glance around and spot wipe any smudges, fingerprints or all out smears. It's a lot easier to wipe them off right when it happens, than letting them go until I need to use a chisel to scrape them clean. Thanks!
Fourth. If there's something on the counter that doesn't belong there. ie: bills, floor cleaner, dirty sponges. Please don't clean around them. Part of cleaning the kitchen is, well, CLEANING. It doesn't make me overly excited when I get up in the morning and have to spend up to 3 hours re-cleaning the kitchen. It makes me a little ticked, in fact when there's something left on the counter, but cleaned around, for weeks at a time. I suppose you could say it drives me insane.
Anyway, that is all for now. Thank you for sitting there quietly while I made myself feel better. In case you forget, this will always be available to you to reference back to should you forget one of the issues I discussed.
Peace out homie. xo
Monday, January 11, 2010
100th post. And some pictures.
Some shots from Christmas morning. And just so ya'll know. I did not take one. single. picture. of Nolan on Christmas. How awful is that? Thank god my sister was snap happy with her camera! She got some great shots!
3 Months
Nolan is three months (and 3 days) old. It's going by way too fast. Nolan decided to celebrate his 3 month birthday by waking up every 2 hours at night, coming down with a nasty nasty ass cold he got from his brothers and dad. He was miserable and gross all day long. I still love him though. He can't help who gets him sick. I can't either, apparently. I hope he gets over this illness soon though. He won't eat, he won't sleep. He can't lay flat, refuses to sit upright to sleep. It's fun. He's camped out in his swing by the warm mist humidifier right now. I hope it helps. He's got breathe easy goop on his eczema'd chest. He's a mess. He's vomiting up ridiculous amounts of mucus. He' sneezing and choking all day long. He's breaking my heart.
When he's not sick, Nolan is sleeping for a 9 hour stretch at night, waking for a feed then sleeping a few more hours. I couldn't be happier with this. He seems to be adjusting to life on the outside. FINALLY. He's been a challenge. but where would we be without a challenge here and there. He's no longer on breast milk. This is a new development as of today. I was putting WAY too much pressure on myself to make MORE than enough milk. It was consuming me in every way so I decided to stop. yes, I'm having a hard time with it, no I don't know why. I know he'll be fine. The other 2 thrived on formula, he will too. But, I'm still feeling guilty. It'll pass though, I'm sure.
Spencer and Liam are STILL in love with their baby. They love playing with him, hugging him and kissing him. They don't' seem to even hear him when he cries, that's a good thing because he does it a lot!!
Anyway, he's no longer happily camped out in the swing. Better run.
When he's not sick, Nolan is sleeping for a 9 hour stretch at night, waking for a feed then sleeping a few more hours. I couldn't be happier with this. He seems to be adjusting to life on the outside. FINALLY. He's been a challenge. but where would we be without a challenge here and there. He's no longer on breast milk. This is a new development as of today. I was putting WAY too much pressure on myself to make MORE than enough milk. It was consuming me in every way so I decided to stop. yes, I'm having a hard time with it, no I don't know why. I know he'll be fine. The other 2 thrived on formula, he will too. But, I'm still feeling guilty. It'll pass though, I'm sure.
Spencer and Liam are STILL in love with their baby. They love playing with him, hugging him and kissing him. They don't' seem to even hear him when he cries, that's a good thing because he does it a lot!!
Anyway, he's no longer happily camped out in the swing. Better run.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Cuisinart
Cuisinart, I love you. Seriously love you. I have multiple appliances with your name stamped on them, and I love them all. I have your blender, food processor, griddle/grill/sandwich press. And for Christmas, I got your stand mixer. I'm seriously seriously in love. You must understand, Cuisinart. I love to bake. Your stand mixer has made it possible for me to crank out cookie after cookie, cake after cake. All in a single afternoon. My dear husband is going to get fat because of you. I'm okay with that. He could use a little meat on his bones! My beautiful son Liam had his first real go at licking the bowl today. It was whipped cream. He loved it. You helped create that special memory and the hilarious photos that accompanied it. Thank you. The whirr of your stand mixer's motor lulled my precious babe into dreamland. He's currently sitting in his bouncy seat atop the kitchen table (yes I know it's not an ideal location for said seat) dreaming away. I created a desert for my family in under ten minutes today, with your mixer. Thanks for that. I can see a long long and sweet future with my new mixer. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Blah
So last night I had my break down. I cried and sobbed and cried some more. We all knew Grandpa was dying. We knew it for a long time. Even though we knew it was coming, I didn't really ever expect it to actually happen. Screwy right? I feel worse and worse as the days go by thinking about how I had all these opportunities to go visit him while he was in the Lodge. I never did. I was too selfish. Afraid. I didn't want to see him laying there sick and unaware. I felt even worse about it when I read this:
Alzheimer's Prayer
Please grant my visitors
Tolerance of my confusion
Forgiveness for my irrationality,
And the strength to walk me
Into the mist of memory
My world has become.
Please help them take my hand
And stay awhile
Even though I seem unaware
Of their presence
Help them to know their strength
And loving care will drift slowly
Into the days to come
Just when I need it most.
Let them know when I don't recognize them
That I will...I will...
Keep their hearts free of sorrow for me
For my sorrow, when it comes
Only lasts a moment, then it's gone.
And finally, Lord
Please let them know
How very much their visits mean
How even through this relentless mystery
I can still feel their love.
He would have felt my love for him. But would he have felt my sadness as well? I just wish I had gone to visit once. Just once. I'm having a hard time with this death. Harder than I think I thought I would. He was so young. Only 78. Just barely 78. We need to find a cure for this wicked disease. It sucks.
Alzheimer's Prayer
Please grant my visitors
Tolerance of my confusion
Forgiveness for my irrationality,
And the strength to walk me
Into the mist of memory
My world has become.
Please help them take my hand
And stay awhile
Even though I seem unaware
Of their presence
Help them to know their strength
And loving care will drift slowly
Into the days to come
Just when I need it most.
Let them know when I don't recognize them
That I will...I will...
Keep their hearts free of sorrow for me
For my sorrow, when it comes
Only lasts a moment, then it's gone.
And finally, Lord
Please let them know
How very much their visits mean
How even through this relentless mystery
I can still feel their love.
He would have felt my love for him. But would he have felt my sadness as well? I just wish I had gone to visit once. Just once. I'm having a hard time with this death. Harder than I think I thought I would. He was so young. Only 78. Just barely 78. We need to find a cure for this wicked disease. It sucks.
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