The Fuss had her 15-month appointment at the pediatrician today. She is perfect in weight, short and big-headed if you consider percentiles the way to figure these things. :) (50, 25, 90) She got 2 shots. It took 2 hours. We were an hour and a half late in putting her down for her afternoon nap which meant she was a holy terror at the doctor's. This was no surprise, because she had been a holy terror this morning, too.
I'm starting to have those "how can I have another baby when I can't handle the first one?" thoughts again, though my friend, M (mother of 3) assures me that I can.
This morning I went walking w/ mommy friend J and her son (6 weeks younger than The Fuss). She is sort of SuperMom. Part of that is that she has a super laid-back baby (which can be both a blessing and bothersome) and she is Type A all the way. I don't agree with everything she does as a mom, and I know she doesn't agree with all of my choices, and usually I don't have a problem with that. But today? As during our entire 2-mile walk my daughter cried/fussed/whined and her child sat there quietly munching on his Cheerios. I was so embarassed.
She cried and complained for 30 minutes (a record for her) when I put her down for her nap upon returning home from the park. She whined and complained after her nap when I tried to change her/dress her/put her socks on/herd her out the door. She fussed repeatedly in the van on the way to meet her Daddy for lunch. She mostly behaved while eating, but complained during the car ride to the doctor's office.
It's been a rough day. I am tired. And my husband isn't coming home until late because of the stupid mandatory overtime at his job. I want to put the baby to bed early, and sit down to a meal of cheese fries and margaritas. I will do none of this, but it's a nice dream.
Lots more posting to do, but those are for another day.
*Gilmore Girls quote - apparently, Lorelai's first full sentence as a toddler. :)
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Thursday, May 21, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Fuzzy.Buns?
I am considering switching to cloth diapers for child #2. I have heard some very good things about the options out there - g-diapers, bumgenius!, fuzzi bunz, etc. I have a couple of reasons -
1. They look really cute.
2. I'm told they do not leak
3. I'm told they are more cost effective if you stick with them
4. The environmental benefits (though, there is debate over the water vs. landfill problem. Here in FL, I wonder if the water issue should be given more weight?)
But mostly, I kind of think it might be fun and might be a good project for me. But I'm sort of afraid that it's going to be "fun" like having glasses was fun when I was 11. (I was so excited and thrilled and I really wanted them and love to wear them and then the novelty wore off and they were uncomfortable and I had to keep them clean and they would slip off my nose... ah, memories). And I don't want to waste money because start up can be kind of pricey (the cost-effectiveness is over time).
So I continue to research, and pour over blogs and info and listen to reports from my message board mommy friends.
But the question is, should I try it on The Fuss before we get around to having FutureBaby? Or should I simply start with a small amount on FutureBaby and see how things go, etc. ?
1. They look really cute.
2. I'm told they do not leak
3. I'm told they are more cost effective if you stick with them
4. The environmental benefits (though, there is debate over the water vs. landfill problem. Here in FL, I wonder if the water issue should be given more weight?)
But mostly, I kind of think it might be fun and might be a good project for me. But I'm sort of afraid that it's going to be "fun" like having glasses was fun when I was 11. (I was so excited and thrilled and I really wanted them and love to wear them and then the novelty wore off and they were uncomfortable and I had to keep them clean and they would slip off my nose... ah, memories). And I don't want to waste money because start up can be kind of pricey (the cost-effectiveness is over time).
So I continue to research, and pour over blogs and info and listen to reports from my message board mommy friends.
But the question is, should I try it on The Fuss before we get around to having FutureBaby? Or should I simply start with a small amount on FutureBaby and see how things go, etc. ?
Friday, May 8, 2009
I started reading Taking Charge of Your Fertility again this week. I knew I needed a refresher in charting/temping for the upcoming months. But I had forgotten how much I had forgotten (ha ha) and I'm so glad I'm re-reading it.
The Fuss has been a total handful the last couple of days. She is into everything, throws tantrums, is uncooperative, demanding, etc. She is also sweet, cuddly, adorable and flirtatious. Her hair has gotten so curly, and the slightest bit of moisture (just a tiny bit of sweat or whatever) makes it a mass of beautiful baby curls. She gets the color from Daddy Fuss, but the curls? They're all mine. Heather recommended a baby shampoo for curly hair that I picked up today. I haven't used it yet, but I'm looking forward to seeing how it does in her hair.
I went to Target today for the first time in 2 1/2 weeks. This is some sort of record for me. I had gotten into the habit of going once or twice a week. I was spending so much extra money that I was trying to back off of my frequency. But Mother's Day cards, shampoo and feminine products were required, so I took the plunge.
I had read a blog post about Target-addictions recently. I can't remember who wrote it, not someone that I usually follow. But she said she figured out that she was spending an extra $120 per month on unneccesary Target purchases. She stopped going to Target altogether, buys her former Target stuff at the grocery store or at drugstore.com, even if it's a little more expensive.
I go in with a list and then I see things that I hadn't remember I needed, so I get those, too. Or I see a cute little shirt for The Fuss, or I realize I'm hungry and I need a snack. I've spent a lot of money over the last year on things I didn't need just because they were there.
So I'm doing my best to keep to the list, to not go every week just because. It's hard because it was something I could use each week to get out of the house, to distract The Fuss, to waste a little time before putting her down for a nap. But things will be better in the long run if I can keep our spending to a minimum, right?
The Fuss has been a total handful the last couple of days. She is into everything, throws tantrums, is uncooperative, demanding, etc. She is also sweet, cuddly, adorable and flirtatious. Her hair has gotten so curly, and the slightest bit of moisture (just a tiny bit of sweat or whatever) makes it a mass of beautiful baby curls. She gets the color from Daddy Fuss, but the curls? They're all mine. Heather recommended a baby shampoo for curly hair that I picked up today. I haven't used it yet, but I'm looking forward to seeing how it does in her hair.
I went to Target today for the first time in 2 1/2 weeks. This is some sort of record for me. I had gotten into the habit of going once or twice a week. I was spending so much extra money that I was trying to back off of my frequency. But Mother's Day cards, shampoo and feminine products were required, so I took the plunge.
I had read a blog post about Target-addictions recently. I can't remember who wrote it, not someone that I usually follow. But she said she figured out that she was spending an extra $120 per month on unneccesary Target purchases. She stopped going to Target altogether, buys her former Target stuff at the grocery store or at drugstore.com, even if it's a little more expensive.
I go in with a list and then I see things that I hadn't remember I needed, so I get those, too. Or I see a cute little shirt for The Fuss, or I realize I'm hungry and I need a snack. I've spent a lot of money over the last year on things I didn't need just because they were there.
So I'm doing my best to keep to the list, to not go every week just because. It's hard because it was something I could use each week to get out of the house, to distract The Fuss, to waste a little time before putting her down for a nap. But things will be better in the long run if I can keep our spending to a minimum, right?
Friday, April 17, 2009
World's Worst Mom, Right here.
Sometimes I feel like the World's Worst Mom.
I get frustrated with the baby and I'm stressed out and then I yell at her. Or I'm really impatient with her and later, I feel awful, but in the moment, sometimes it's like I can't stop it.
I wonder, sometimes, if it was a mistake to become a mother. I love her, but sometimes I feel like such a failure - like I'm not doing enough, like I don't know how to interact with her properly, like I'm not teaching her enough or right or whatever.
And I feel even more guilty when I think of those women who are struggling to become mothers, or even worse, those who have lost their child. They would do this so much better.
And then things like last night happen to add to my "Worst Mom" status. At work last night just as I was getting ready to close the store, Daddy Fuss (who had come to bring us dinner) turns around and sees the baby about to drink cleaning solution. Long story short, we called Poison control (why is that number so hard to find? It took me forever) and the solution was 98% water and she was fine. She might have not gotten much, or any, but I was still freaking out.
I get frustrated with the baby and I'm stressed out and then I yell at her. Or I'm really impatient with her and later, I feel awful, but in the moment, sometimes it's like I can't stop it.
I wonder, sometimes, if it was a mistake to become a mother. I love her, but sometimes I feel like such a failure - like I'm not doing enough, like I don't know how to interact with her properly, like I'm not teaching her enough or right or whatever.
And I feel even more guilty when I think of those women who are struggling to become mothers, or even worse, those who have lost their child. They would do this so much better.
And then things like last night happen to add to my "Worst Mom" status. At work last night just as I was getting ready to close the store, Daddy Fuss (who had come to bring us dinner) turns around and sees the baby about to drink cleaning solution. Long story short, we called Poison control (why is that number so hard to find? It took me forever) and the solution was 98% water and she was fine. She might have not gotten much, or any, but I was still freaking out.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
The stuff of now
So right now, the going to sleep thing is really good with The Fuss. We give her a paci and the monkey (have I mentioned the monkey? I will - I'll mention it later) and she settles down pretty well. Sometimes she has to moan for a few minutes, but sometimes she just lays down and goes to sleep.
I don't expect it to last (though it would be nice if it did, natch)but I'm enjoying it while it lasts.
She's doing more table foods - and boy does she love to eat!! She will eat ANYTHING off my plate and most things that I put on hers. She does have sometimes-issues with things I feed her from a spoon and she still isn't chewing very well - or mashing, because she only has 4 teeth and they're all up front, so no teeth to actually chew with - but anyhow.
The monkey. I was given a gift at my work baby shower from a girl the company works with - she's more of a freelancer, but we've known each other ever since... well anyhow. Her sister (sister-in-law? I can't remember)makes them and she got one for me and the baby. It's a stuffed monkey with a pacifier stuck to the back of it's head. She adores it. We named it Maddie the Monkey and it's pink and soft and we take it everywhere and she sleeps with it always now. It's in desperate need of a bath, but I'm scared it won't make it or won't get dry in time for bedtime or whatever. We're planning to get a back-up monkey for her birthday, but they're kinda pricey, so we've put it off until now.
So, what else? Oh! She's walking. She is toddling around all over the place, though she doesn't have a real great stamina for it. I'm pretty impressed, as she's been doing it for nearly a month and gets better every day, but I'm worried about her being forced to move up in the nursery class at church (she's in the pre-walkers class now and I'm used to it and so is she. She's one of the older ones in there, but not THE oldest, by far and she'll be the youngest in the walkers class.) I'm hoping to delay her "graduation" for now.
I don't expect it to last (though it would be nice if it did, natch)but I'm enjoying it while it lasts.
She's doing more table foods - and boy does she love to eat!! She will eat ANYTHING off my plate and most things that I put on hers. She does have sometimes-issues with things I feed her from a spoon and she still isn't chewing very well - or mashing, because she only has 4 teeth and they're all up front, so no teeth to actually chew with - but anyhow.
The monkey. I was given a gift at my work baby shower from a girl the company works with - she's more of a freelancer, but we've known each other ever since... well anyhow. Her sister (sister-in-law? I can't remember)makes them and she got one for me and the baby. It's a stuffed monkey with a pacifier stuck to the back of it's head. She adores it. We named it Maddie the Monkey and it's pink and soft and we take it everywhere and she sleeps with it always now. It's in desperate need of a bath, but I'm scared it won't make it or won't get dry in time for bedtime or whatever. We're planning to get a back-up monkey for her birthday, but they're kinda pricey, so we've put it off until now.
So, what else? Oh! She's walking. She is toddling around all over the place, though she doesn't have a real great stamina for it. I'm pretty impressed, as she's been doing it for nearly a month and gets better every day, but I'm worried about her being forced to move up in the nursery class at church (she's in the pre-walkers class now and I'm used to it and so is she. She's one of the older ones in there, but not THE oldest, by far and she'll be the youngest in the walkers class.) I'm hoping to delay her "graduation" for now.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Cuddles.
Sp I complain that my girl isn't a cuddler and ll of a sudden... the last 24 hours she has been mama's girl. Often even when her daddy is around. Don't know what that is about and it's nice part of the time - when she screams when I have to walk away from her, it's not so nice, but she fell asleep on me several times today and pretty much wanted to be in my lap or my arms at all times.
She even had a long period of time today where she wanted to sit in my lap and look at books - she mostly wanted to eat them, not look at them or read them, but... progress, right?
She even had a long period of time today where she wanted to sit in my lap and look at books - she mostly wanted to eat them, not look at them or read them, but... progress, right?
Monday, January 12, 2009
10 months
I'm running behind on the 10 month post, of course, but she was 10 months old on Christmas Day. She also began standing on her own for short bits of time (not leaning or holding on to anything) on that day and that has increased in time since then. Just after that, her 3rd tooth - another bottom one - popped up.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Looking for a catchy title
I was going to write a post about my adventures in using a cold-waxing kit on my bikini line (disaster), but before I got to the computer I started watching an ER rerun about when the med students or whomever did a rotation in the NICU. I was heartbroken watching the families have victories and devastation and knowing that many people - even some of my friends - have had days and weeks of not knowing... suddenly my sticky, yet still hairy bikini line didn't seem as funny. I was incredibly thankful for my very healthy baby.
The Fuss is very fussy today - as has become her norm lately. She's going through a phase - she's learning and developing so fast that it's hard for her to handle, I think. She's been trying to pull up for a week and today suddenly she was able to do it and even occasionally sit back down, though mostly she would just scream for me to come help her once she was done with the standing. I also think she might be getting yet another tooth (she has 2 in case I hadn't mentioned this already).
I made my first batch of baby food today. Avacado. Looks like guac, but I guess that's about right. :)
I've been trying to introduce more table foods to her, but she's still not chewing very much. My aunt made this amazing chicken salad the other day (and I'm not a big chicken salad kind of girl) and I was giving her some little bites - she was in love.
I called in to work today - I was supposed to do the 1-5:30 shift but she didn't sleep well this morning and was so fussy and started to have a bit of a breakdown around noon and I didn't get her down for a nap until 12:30, so... It didn't work on Tuesday, I couldn't handle that again today.
The Fuss is very fussy today - as has become her norm lately. She's going through a phase - she's learning and developing so fast that it's hard for her to handle, I think. She's been trying to pull up for a week and today suddenly she was able to do it and even occasionally sit back down, though mostly she would just scream for me to come help her once she was done with the standing. I also think she might be getting yet another tooth (she has 2 in case I hadn't mentioned this already).
I made my first batch of baby food today. Avacado. Looks like guac, but I guess that's about right. :)
I've been trying to introduce more table foods to her, but she's still not chewing very much. My aunt made this amazing chicken salad the other day (and I'm not a big chicken salad kind of girl) and I was giving her some little bites - she was in love.
I called in to work today - I was supposed to do the 1-5:30 shift but she didn't sleep well this morning and was so fussy and started to have a bit of a breakdown around noon and I didn't get her down for a nap until 12:30, so... It didn't work on Tuesday, I couldn't handle that again today.
Friday, September 19, 2008
Fuss-itude
I had a baby sitter for The Fuss this morning while I went to work. After a minor breakdown last week, Daddy Fuss was kind enough to ask his youngest sister, LP, to help me out on her day off each week. Since she loves her niece like crazy and we offered to pay her a tiny bit, she agreed. I missed her something fierce, but I got to sit back and get a bunch of work done at the store and a ton of reading done in my free time. I came home to find the baby sleeping and once LP left I was checking my email before I went to pump all the milk I'd stored up by not pumping while at work. No luck. She woke up and while we were both thrilled to see each other, her nap wasn't nearly long enough. She ate like a champ (though she's been doing this distracted nursing for days now - she'll eat for a few minutes if she's really hungry and then suck twice, pop off, look around or look away, suck again, repeat. She acts like she's done, but then when I go to sit her up, she screams and stretches to go back to the breast. Drives me crazy.
So she then drove me to drink with her extreme fussiness. It's a Coke, but it's my second of the day. It's funny how I can miss her so much when we're apart, but then she drives me a little crazy a couple of hours later.
I still have a lot of thoughts going on in my head regarding nursing and when to wean. We're doing less bottle feeding than we were for awhile, but she's getting 1-2 bottles of formula per day to supplement my supply and make my life more convenient. I absolutely love that I can simply take some powder and maybe some water and a bottle with me when we go out and life is good. Sometimes i get embarrassed that I gave up or whatever, but really, this works best for us. And I think it's going to make it easier for both of us to move along when the time does come. I find it funny who I show what side too - proving that I'm a people pleaser, once again.
The last two weeks can be summed up in a word - tired. I keep having the fear that I'm pregnant and I don't know it. I don't really think I am, but the only time in my life I've been this tired is the first trimester of my pregnancy. I suppose it's simply a matter of having gone so long without good sleep, I certainly can't expect to feel completely better after a night or 2 of decent sleep. We've been doing better lately about getting her to sleep through the night, etc.
We had pictures taken for 6 months, aren't they cute? I couldn't resist this sailor dress.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
The Breast of Times
Julie wrote on her blog this week about feeding her new baby: "However we nourish our children, we all want to give them the best in ourselves." And, oh, how I'm finding that to be true.
I don't have a problem pumping, though I don't get nearly the supply from the pump that I do when the baby is at my breast. But I'm finding myself counting the days, making plans, and very much looking forward to the time when The Fuss can be weaned. My original plan was for a year, but come her first birthday - wham! it was over. (obviously, there would be some time involved in the weaning process - I'm not stupid). My current thought? Nine or 10 months. Hopefully, 9, but I can probably deal if we're mostly done by 9 with a couple of feedings a day in the 10th month. Why is it that, nearly 6 months into it, I still don't like breastfeeding?
The thing is, you know what has kept me going this long? The indoctrination I read while pregnant from the Milk-Nazis about the detriments of formula. And my friends - those I trusted to be my examples - were so gung ho on breast feeding in the beginning. Having already fed several of their own and having babies around the same time as me (my sister had her youngest 4 months before The Fuss, my friend M had her youngest about 6 weeks before The Fuss), i was so sure they were anti-formula, too.
When my niece visited in June, she was 8 months old and had been on formula for 2 months or so. My sister had no issues with this whatsoever - felt no guilt, made no excuses, etc. She encouraged me to do whatever I felt was right. She taught me not to make excuses for feeding my child in public, etc.
My friend M just went back to work for the first time since her 3 year old was born. An office job (one Daddy Fuss and I helped her procure), she obviously can't bring her baby and she's never had much luck with the pump. In preparation for her return to work, she began to wean her daughter and had an easier time doing that than she did breast feeding.
But The Fuss hasn't had a drop of formula since she was a week old. Eventually, she'll need to go on formula if I'm going to wean her before a year, right? So should I start introducing it ahead of time? These night feedings in the last month have depleted my ability to replenish my frozen supply of milk and so any long period of time away from her (read: more than a feeding or two) will wipe out what is in my freezer and I'll have no emergency supply in case of unforseen circumstances. Wouldn't it be better to introduce her to some formula in case I'm hit by a car or something? Or is that ridiculous reasoning?
I just wish I liked breastfeeding her more. And lately, she's only wanted to eat for a few minutes at a time during the day, but often wants to eat more frequently (like every hour after she only ate for 3-5 minutes during the feeding she begged for) and I feel rejected and annoyed. I wasn't crazy about feeding her every 2 hours, what makes her think I want to feed her every hour? And when I have to convince her to eat? Ugh.
I'm just so tired of fighting her. Am I wussing out if I start to put her on formula? Will my husband kill me for adding to our expenses? I've got a ton of formula samples stockpiled, but how long will they last and can I mix brands, since they come from many different places?
I don't have a problem pumping, though I don't get nearly the supply from the pump that I do when the baby is at my breast. But I'm finding myself counting the days, making plans, and very much looking forward to the time when The Fuss can be weaned. My original plan was for a year, but come her first birthday - wham! it was over. (obviously, there would be some time involved in the weaning process - I'm not stupid). My current thought? Nine or 10 months. Hopefully, 9, but I can probably deal if we're mostly done by 9 with a couple of feedings a day in the 10th month. Why is it that, nearly 6 months into it, I still don't like breastfeeding?
The thing is, you know what has kept me going this long? The indoctrination I read while pregnant from the Milk-Nazis about the detriments of formula. And my friends - those I trusted to be my examples - were so gung ho on breast feeding in the beginning. Having already fed several of their own and having babies around the same time as me (my sister had her youngest 4 months before The Fuss, my friend M had her youngest about 6 weeks before The Fuss), i was so sure they were anti-formula, too.
When my niece visited in June, she was 8 months old and had been on formula for 2 months or so. My sister had no issues with this whatsoever - felt no guilt, made no excuses, etc. She encouraged me to do whatever I felt was right. She taught me not to make excuses for feeding my child in public, etc.
My friend M just went back to work for the first time since her 3 year old was born. An office job (one Daddy Fuss and I helped her procure), she obviously can't bring her baby and she's never had much luck with the pump. In preparation for her return to work, she began to wean her daughter and had an easier time doing that than she did breast feeding.
But The Fuss hasn't had a drop of formula since she was a week old. Eventually, she'll need to go on formula if I'm going to wean her before a year, right? So should I start introducing it ahead of time? These night feedings in the last month have depleted my ability to replenish my frozen supply of milk and so any long period of time away from her (read: more than a feeding or two) will wipe out what is in my freezer and I'll have no emergency supply in case of unforseen circumstances. Wouldn't it be better to introduce her to some formula in case I'm hit by a car or something? Or is that ridiculous reasoning?
I just wish I liked breastfeeding her more. And lately, she's only wanted to eat for a few minutes at a time during the day, but often wants to eat more frequently (like every hour after she only ate for 3-5 minutes during the feeding she begged for) and I feel rejected and annoyed. I wasn't crazy about feeding her every 2 hours, what makes her think I want to feed her every hour? And when I have to convince her to eat? Ugh.
I'm just so tired of fighting her. Am I wussing out if I start to put her on formula? Will my husband kill me for adding to our expenses? I've got a ton of formula samples stockpiled, but how long will they last and can I mix brands, since they come from many different places?
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