Wordless Wednesday

Washing the car with Daddy

Toddler Woes

Oh lord, I'm a zombie.  Aiden was sleeping pretty well for a long time.  He would take 1 nap a day, go to bed by 7 and get up at 5 or 6.  Fine with me!  Then it became wake up once at 11pm and sleep until 6.  Okay, still manageable.  I would just kind of wait up until 11 and then go to bed.

Not so lucky anymore.  The nap time was getting shorter, 45-1hr and he would ask for milk and a nap later in the day, so we let him.  Then he started waking up more at night so we cut out that extra nap again.  It didn't seem to help.  Let me give you an example of last night....

7pm:      went to bed great. 
11pm:    woke up
238am:  woke up
309am:  still hadn't gone back to sleep, so after playing quietly he now was yelling again
338am:  woke up again?  Or never really went to sleep?
406am:  woke up again.
6am:      Aiden woke up for the day - Kris got him and I slept 3 extra hours.

Now seriously - this is just not okay!  On a normal night I can predict that I will get up at 11, 230, and again at 5 which I try to convince him to sleep another hour.

It will be my luck this continues and I have a newborn who likes to wake up at 10, 130 and 4.  I will get NO sleep between the two of them!  As it is now I have a hard time falling back to sleep after waking up.  I have to pee "just one more time", then drink water, then try to get comfortable enough to try and fall asleep - then bam, he's waking up again within the hour!  It's killing me.  Last night I was awake from 230-4 because I could barely sleep in between his waking.

Okay, I have to admit something now, and I am ashamed of it.  We use a bottle still.  Yep, he's coming up on 22 months old and should have been gone long ago - but mommy uses it as a crutch.  He drinks his milk, then gives kisses and goes to sleep.  So my problem is probably all my own fault, he wants milk before he sleeps again during the night.  See - I dug my own darn grave!

We tried letting him cry it out a few times, and the time we were serious about it it worked for like a month.  He was sleeping from 7-7 without waking up!  Then that fell apart and now it's harder to let him cry it out because he doesn't cry and fuss - he freaks out and SCREAMS at the top of his lungs which wakes everyone up.  Living with family makes it a bit tough to let him cry.  So this is why I use the bottle still - to keep the peace.  Everyone gets sleep.  Except now he is starting to bite the nipples {he's been 100% rid of binkies for a month and half now for this reason} and so we really know it's time to get rid of the bottle!

He will drink milk during the day from a cup.  He will drink regular and strawberry milk.  He will even take it from a sippy half the time during the day if I try.  But at night time if I try a sippy to put him down he refuses it and cries.  I am dreading just taking the bottles away cold turkey. 

So to wrap up my woes - he's still using a bottle, he's not sleeping all that well at night, and I'm a zombie.  *sigh*

In other news, he's getting more smart everyday.  Multiple new words a day, he copies everything, he has figured out he can reach almost anything if he uses his chair.  He has peed on the potty a bit, even saying "sit potty" sometimes, but that's just practice for now still. 

In closing Kathy Lee Gifford just said on the Today show "I have not slept one night through since my kids were born 22 years ago"  - I feel like I will be just like that.

10 Weeks.

Baby's now the size of a prune or a kumquat!With bones and cartilage starting to form and vital organs beginning to function, baby is making major progress. Body length will almost double in the next three weeks, and arm joints are now working. (Soon, legs will start working too.)


Well let's see here.  No new morning sickness, it's been such a relief to not be sick this time around.  I am still pretty exhausted, but Kris has worked out a deal with me and I get to sleep in an extra 3 hours in the am.  It seems to make a world of difference.  I still lack energy to sew or do anything too productive, but that will come back in time.

My face is breaking out like crazy, I feel awful about how it looks, but I know it's all because of the sweet baby growing inside me and this too shall pass.  I got a new pair of maternity jeans yesterday and it feels great to at least have something new that fits well. 

Next appointment isn't until week 12.

Wordless Wednesday

Head is on the bottom.  Due date is 2.21.12

I miss my sewing machine

Let me tell you, I'm sorry for the lack of posts.  I don't think anyone has even noticed, except for my mother of course.  This first trimester is really kicking my butt.  I'm always exhausted.  Even now I am laying in bed resting and yawning while Aiden naps.

I haven't really been sick, only gotten sick on 2 different occasions.  That's a big difference from when I was pregnant with Aiden.  My face has broken out like crazy though.  I had some acne with Aiden but this baby is sure stealing my beauty like the old wives tales suggest with a girl.

As soon as I get up in the am we watch Oso while I try to get food in me asap so I don't get dizzy.  Then when Aiden goes down for a nap instead of sewing like usual I tend to nap too.  I just have no energy to sew or do anything productive.  I did manage to cut some fabric for my Kaleidoscope QAL but I haven't sewn anything.  In the evening I crash almost immediately after Aiden does.  Coffee isn't tasting good anymore, so that doesn't even help. 

Anyway, all this to say I'm sorry.  There is no new sewing updates this week, but hopefully after this first trimester passes I will be back in the full swing of things.

A trip to the ER

I knew one was coming.  I mean I had a toddler, who is a boy, who is almost 2.  A trip to the ER was inevitable.  This trip was brought on by a boy who loves to smell like his daddy.

Aiden enjoys putting on deodorant like everyone else does.  So if you hand him one he will life his arm and do what he thinks is putting some on.  We all get the giggles and he is happy.  For awhile now he had one of his dad's old sticks, Old Spice as that becomes important later, and there wasn't much left on it.  It was at the point where you could see the little dial that twists the gel up.  He enjoyed pretend playing and putting it on himself and you. 

Well this turned out to be a not so smart move on our part.  The other day I caught him with little blue gel pieces all over, it was on his shirt, his hands, the futon in his room and of course - in his mouth!  I yelled, I finger swiped, and I thought I got it all.  Of course he did smell really strong all afternoon!

I didn't call poison control because I didn't think he ingested much and because I had called previously for dish soap {by previously I do mean months ago} and they said kids get into stuff all the time and for most things you can just push fluids and expect a little diarrhea and maybe a little vomiting.  So I just figured soup was worse than deo and he would be fine.  He seemed alright anyway.

Wrong.  3 hours later and Kris is feeding him dinner, out of nowhere he starts puking.  Not just a little either.  Like on the floor, himself, his Lola, the sofa, his table.  The puking wouldn't stop.  It wasn't just the puking either, he was acting like his chest hurt and his throat hurt.  Not just the typical little kid who pukes and doesn't understand what is going on either.  We've had him get sick before.

So off to the ER we go.  He proceeds to throw up in the small exam room where they just check vitals and symptoms.  Then in the actual kids place in the ER he puked again.  We finally get called back into a kids patient room {and I must say as slow as this hospital is with adults, they got the kids cleared out in 5 minutes and into rooms - kudos to them!}.  He was puking all down Kris in the room again too.  They called Poison control and guess what we all learned... Old Spice had a high alcohol content.

So the alcohol was making his poor chest and throat burn when he threw up.  Also they were concerned with obviously how much he ingested and about keeping his blood sugar level.  First step was they gave him some Zofran.  After about 10 minutes he stopped puking and we got him calmed down some.  Winnie the pooh got put on and he was given a Popsicle to help him. 

He played with the sink and the soap, the bed, a rubber glove, the computer monitor, the spinning thingy on the wall, and he found a cupboard he could hide in.  He also said "Mommy, daddy - go!" and pointed to the door.  He was ready to go.

The doctor came back in and because he was perking up a bunch and he kept down some water and a Popsicle they sent us home after an hour of watching him.  He turned out fine, went to sleep when we got in and was back to himself in the morning. 

Kris and I felt awful though, we now keep joking, after the fact of course, that we got Aiden drunk on Old Spice before he was even 2.  Come to think of it he did act really tipsy after the Zofran kicked in... lol   

4th of July

 Aiden LOVED the 4th this year.  He got to see his uncle Brock, or as he calls him "Bock" - you know, like the sound a chicken makes?  lol  Anyway, he follows him around like a little shadow, I'm glad he's going to be home for 3 weeks!

Okay, back to the 4th.  We spent the day with my family and had a nice family meal, we went to the pool which Aiden just loves and just enjoyed being together.  In the evening we went to my in-laws house to have a impromptu BBQ and fireworks.  Kris' cousin always buys at least $100 in some illegal fireworks.  It's always a big treat around here.

I wouldn't say the men in this family are very fire conscience though.  Fireworks just get lit on a piece of plywood on the grass in the backyard, you know, so all the sparks go into the trees and fall around us.  Thankfully we got lucky again this year and there are only 2 small burnt spots in the yard.

We had the big huge firework show type fireworks and Aiden loved them but kept covering his ears.  There was one that was extremely loud and he started yelling at his dad saying "bad, daddy" because he got upset over it.  Too funny.

He enjoyed the little sparklers, even held one on his own, with very close adult supervision of course, and liked all the little popper ones that you do on the ground.  Like the fountain ones. 

It was a nice family spent day, and we all were tucked in bed nice and late that night.

Wordless Wednesday (a day early so I don't forget!)

My brother is home, for 3 weeks!  Here he is on the 4th of July.  Showing of his newly pierced ears!

A post for my mom. Baby Week 7

Here we are week 7.  So far I'm still feeling pretty good.  I did get sick once last week, but that has been it.  I am now drinking less, to almost no coffee.  I got to this point with Aiden too, where my beloved coffee just tastes bad to me.  Then in a couple months I'll be fine and drinking it daily again.  I'm also feeling dizzy/faint more often, so I'm now taking my cool showers again.  In this 85* degree heat it sure feels refreshing.  I'm still craving fruit a lot, but not much else.  Perhaps some chips and salsa, I did go on a binge the other day.  Oh I guess I also had Brussels sprouts and watermelon for lunch last week, that was a bit odd too - at least it's healthy!

The baby this week is, as you can see, the size of a blueberry.  Here is what the bump says about baby this week:

Baby's brain -- both hemispheres! -- is growing fast, generating about 100 new cells every minute. Arms and legs are emerging as joints start to form, and a permanent set of kidneys (baby's third!) is now in place.

Next week is our first appointment and ultrasound.  We hope to only see one heartbeat, but who knows.  :)