You are what you eat!
November 25, 2010
November 22, 2010
Daddy dressed me!
I love my sweet husband, I really do. And in his defense, he really tries. But sometimes, I can't help but wonder what he's thinking when he dresses Quintin. Let me explain:
Case 1-
Both the onesie and the pants are part of two different sets. Their matching pieces were both clean this day...but Steven put him in this.
Case 2- The least worst.
At least he kinda matches...too bad that hat is kinda small for his head ;)
Case 3-
Forgot to button the onesie. Figured it out after but handed him to me like this anyways.
Case 4-
It was snowing outside. I didn't even know we had a pair of shorts in 0-3 mos. He did have a jacket on at least (except when I took this picture). I kept waiting for him to spit up on his outfit so I could put him in pants but he never did so I guess he liked this one.
All I can say is, at least he tries, right?
Case 1-
Both the onesie and the pants are part of two different sets. Their matching pieces were both clean this day...but Steven put him in this.
Case 2- The least worst.
At least he kinda matches...too bad that hat is kinda small for his head ;)
Case 3-
Forgot to button the onesie. Figured it out after but handed him to me like this anyways.
Case 4-
It was snowing outside. I didn't even know we had a pair of shorts in 0-3 mos. He did have a jacket on at least (except when I took this picture). I kept waiting for him to spit up on his outfit so I could put him in pants but he never did so I guess he liked this one.
All I can say is, at least he tries, right?
One Month Old!
Our precious boy is ONE MONTH OLD!! I can hardly believe it!
Things to know about our sweet baby boy this month with accompanying pictures:
-He grew out of newborn diapers at 3 weeks.
-He grew out of most newborn sized clothes at 4 weeks.
-He smiles at mommy and sometimes daddy. (Mommy got the first smile)
-He sleeps differently every single night. 3 hrs, 5 hrs, 7 hrs, 1.5 hrs. Depends on his mood.
-As of this morning he weighs 11 lbs+ which is 81%. He's chunking out.
-He likes to look around. Don't bother holding him facing you-he'd rather look at everything else. He will stay awake for hours if he is in a new place.
-He doesn't mind tummy time.
-Today he discovered his swing has a mirror thing hanging from it and spent the next 10 mins looking at himself and babbling.
-He likes to be cocooned in the car seat.
-He prefers to snuggle on mommy's chest when he sleeps.
-He likes bath time as soon as he adjusts to being in the water.
-He likes to be naked.
-He won't go asleep at night until he's listening to our wedding song (Everything by Michael Buble) and being rocked. I have no idea why that is and it's a recent development, but at least we figured it out. Also, when he sleeps in his bassinet, he has a sleep positioner. He doesn't like to sleep in it at the right spot so he wiggles himself down until his legs are all scrunched up at the bottom.
-If he's hungry, he'll let you know!
My cousin had this cool idea to take a picture of her baby next to a stuffed animal every month. That way you can see how baby grows every month compared to the animal that stays the same. So here you go:
One month old Baby Q with his bear on Nov. 19th.
Things to know about our sweet baby boy this month with accompanying pictures:
-He grew out of newborn diapers at 3 weeks.
-He grew out of most newborn sized clothes at 4 weeks.
-He smiles at mommy and sometimes daddy. (Mommy got the first smile)
-He sleeps differently every single night. 3 hrs, 5 hrs, 7 hrs, 1.5 hrs. Depends on his mood.
-As of this morning he weighs 11 lbs+ which is 81%. He's chunking out.
-He likes to look around. Don't bother holding him facing you-he'd rather look at everything else. He will stay awake for hours if he is in a new place.
-He doesn't mind tummy time.
-Today he discovered his swing has a mirror thing hanging from it and spent the next 10 mins looking at himself and babbling.
-He likes to be cocooned in the car seat.
-He prefers to snuggle on mommy's chest when he sleeps.
-He likes bath time as soon as he adjusts to being in the water.
-He likes to be naked.
-He won't go asleep at night until he's listening to our wedding song (Everything by Michael Buble) and being rocked. I have no idea why that is and it's a recent development, but at least we figured it out. Also, when he sleeps in his bassinet, he has a sleep positioner. He doesn't like to sleep in it at the right spot so he wiggles himself down until his legs are all scrunched up at the bottom.
-If he's hungry, he'll let you know!
My cousin had this cool idea to take a picture of her baby next to a stuffed animal every month. That way you can see how baby grows every month compared to the animal that stays the same. So here you go:
One month old Baby Q with his bear on Nov. 19th.
November 15, 2010
Being A Mom
So, I was recently reading (ok ok blog-stalking) a friend's blog. She talked about how the blogs she read only ever talk about the good things in life. How they always make things seem like life is all sunshine and roses. In her words, "I don't buy it". And she's right. Life isn't always good things, sometimes it's bad or tough or overwhelming. After reading her blog, I decided that I should focus more on thoughts and feelings of our family rather than only the "only good things happen to us" and "we're always smiling" pictures.
The truth is life is hard.
Being a mom is really hard. Now, don't get me wrong, I knew it wasn't going to be coos and giggles. I changed my fair share of diapers at KinderCare to know it wasn't always going to be easy. But, to be honest, it hasn't really been that bad. We've had a few long nights that extend into sleep-deprived days. I survived milk coming in, engorgement, and recovering from having the world's most inconvenient stitches. But, I handled it because I was expecting it. I took tons of classes, read even more books and blogs and heard lots of stories. And until today, I was handling being a mom just fine. So, I don't know if it's because Q didn't feel so good yesterday which led to a long morning and day for me yesterday which made today harder or what, but.
Today. Was. Hard.
I think I must have ate something Q didn't handle well. And Q is having a growth spurt, which made that worse. So between lots of dirty diapers and being spit up on quite a bit, I was still doing ok...because I was expecting that sort of thing. However, I wasn't expecting to have a baby that decided to be up for most of the day. That would be great if it was all giggles and smiles and happy things...but it was more like screaming the whole day. He was only happy if he was eating. He ate 3 times in 3 hours this morning. Then, dad came home and gave me a break for an hour in between classes. So I did laundry...which I had to because there were no more clean burp cloths, or sheets, etc. Then, Q ate again and was happy...for a little. We even got a 30 min. nap. Then, dad came home again a few hours later and took him. I started to make my lunch. Right when I was sitting down to eat, Q decided to scream and scream and scream. I know it's frustrating for Steven, just like it is for me. So, I took him and fed him (that's feeding #4). He ate for a few minutes and then was pretty much asleep. I got ready to pass him back to Steven so I could eat when he burped up all over my sleeve and my pants and himself. So he went back to Steven to get changed. In the process, he spit up on Steven. So, Steven took his shirt off and got some new clothes for Q. I changed and went downstairs to switch laundry. I came back up and found Steven without a shirt on and Q in his diaper...Q had spewed again. I finished eating and started folding laundry. A few minutes later, Steven brings me Q wrapped in a blanket (like a toga almost).
So 3 outfits and an entire family wardrobe change later, it couldn't get worse right? Wrong. Most of the afternoon continued like this, except Steven wasn't there. Q would eat for a few minutes, fall asleep (despite my best efforts to keep him awake) I would burp him, and try to lay him down, He'd be fine for a few minutes and then wake up screaming. Now, for a kid who doesn't normally scream unless he's in pain, it makes it hard for me to handle the screaming. Angry screaming. Finally, after the nursing, burping, sleeping, screaming cycle for 2 hours, we fell asleep at about 430. Steven came home at 510 and woke me up (not knowing the kind of day we had). Well, I jumped when he woke me up which moved Q and woke him up and commence screaming again. Finally, at my breaking point, I handed him to Steven. Steven took him realizing I was upset and went to hang out in the nursery while I folded laundry. Steven tried everything swaddling, changing, rocking, singing, pacifier, music...all the things Q normally either loves or tolerates. At about 545 Q was screaming so bad, Steven had to put him in his crib and walk out. So then we have both parents frazzled and a screaming angry child. I had finally composed myself and went to get him and calm him down. He immediately started "giving me kisses" and trying to suck on my nose. How this kid could be hungry, I have no idea. But I fed him...what else could I do? He calmed down and ate enough that I actually got to eat dinner. He sat in his chair and watched. Then, he got fussy again and had to eat on the other side. When he was done and burped, Steven told me he was going to take him on a car ride to take the redbox back and give me some time to relax and work on some homework (which was desperately needed). And he did just that...
When they got home, Q was quiet (he loves himself a good car ride bundled up in the cozy cover). Steven came in and said "come here I want to show you something" He grabbed my hand and led me to the living room where Q was sleeping. That was a good enough present for me! Then he said, "We got you something...open him up" So Hesitantly, I opened him up and found:
a 1 lb Reese's PB cup. (Mine was the holiday kind)
I had seen them last week and we were both astonished they came that big! Steven said, "This is for you, mommy, because we know you had a rough day". It was all I could do not to cry. A sleeping baby and a giant Reese's!!
So the moral of the story...being a mom is hard. It's harder when things happen that you aren't expecting or that you weren't anticipating(like having a screaming baby all day). But, when you have a wonderful husband who is up in the night to change the baby, works, goes to school full time, and then comes home to do whatever he can to make your life easy...
you know you found a keeper.
The truth is life is hard.
Being a mom is really hard. Now, don't get me wrong, I knew it wasn't going to be coos and giggles. I changed my fair share of diapers at KinderCare to know it wasn't always going to be easy. But, to be honest, it hasn't really been that bad. We've had a few long nights that extend into sleep-deprived days. I survived milk coming in, engorgement, and recovering from having the world's most inconvenient stitches. But, I handled it because I was expecting it. I took tons of classes, read even more books and blogs and heard lots of stories. And until today, I was handling being a mom just fine. So, I don't know if it's because Q didn't feel so good yesterday which led to a long morning and day for me yesterday which made today harder or what, but.
Today. Was. Hard.
I think I must have ate something Q didn't handle well. And Q is having a growth spurt, which made that worse. So between lots of dirty diapers and being spit up on quite a bit, I was still doing ok...because I was expecting that sort of thing. However, I wasn't expecting to have a baby that decided to be up for most of the day. That would be great if it was all giggles and smiles and happy things...but it was more like screaming the whole day. He was only happy if he was eating. He ate 3 times in 3 hours this morning. Then, dad came home and gave me a break for an hour in between classes. So I did laundry...which I had to because there were no more clean burp cloths, or sheets, etc. Then, Q ate again and was happy...for a little. We even got a 30 min. nap. Then, dad came home again a few hours later and took him. I started to make my lunch. Right when I was sitting down to eat, Q decided to scream and scream and scream. I know it's frustrating for Steven, just like it is for me. So, I took him and fed him (that's feeding #4). He ate for a few minutes and then was pretty much asleep. I got ready to pass him back to Steven so I could eat when he burped up all over my sleeve and my pants and himself. So he went back to Steven to get changed. In the process, he spit up on Steven. So, Steven took his shirt off and got some new clothes for Q. I changed and went downstairs to switch laundry. I came back up and found Steven without a shirt on and Q in his diaper...Q had spewed again. I finished eating and started folding laundry. A few minutes later, Steven brings me Q wrapped in a blanket (like a toga almost).
So 3 outfits and an entire family wardrobe change later, it couldn't get worse right? Wrong. Most of the afternoon continued like this, except Steven wasn't there. Q would eat for a few minutes, fall asleep (despite my best efforts to keep him awake) I would burp him, and try to lay him down, He'd be fine for a few minutes and then wake up screaming. Now, for a kid who doesn't normally scream unless he's in pain, it makes it hard for me to handle the screaming. Angry screaming. Finally, after the nursing, burping, sleeping, screaming cycle for 2 hours, we fell asleep at about 430. Steven came home at 510 and woke me up (not knowing the kind of day we had). Well, I jumped when he woke me up which moved Q and woke him up and commence screaming again. Finally, at my breaking point, I handed him to Steven. Steven took him realizing I was upset and went to hang out in the nursery while I folded laundry. Steven tried everything swaddling, changing, rocking, singing, pacifier, music...all the things Q normally either loves or tolerates. At about 545 Q was screaming so bad, Steven had to put him in his crib and walk out. So then we have both parents frazzled and a screaming angry child. I had finally composed myself and went to get him and calm him down. He immediately started "giving me kisses" and trying to suck on my nose. How this kid could be hungry, I have no idea. But I fed him...what else could I do? He calmed down and ate enough that I actually got to eat dinner. He sat in his chair and watched. Then, he got fussy again and had to eat on the other side. When he was done and burped, Steven told me he was going to take him on a car ride to take the redbox back and give me some time to relax and work on some homework (which was desperately needed). And he did just that...
When they got home, Q was quiet (he loves himself a good car ride bundled up in the cozy cover). Steven came in and said "come here I want to show you something" He grabbed my hand and led me to the living room where Q was sleeping. That was a good enough present for me! Then he said, "We got you something...open him up" So Hesitantly, I opened him up and found:
a 1 lb Reese's PB cup. (Mine was the holiday kind)
I had seen them last week and we were both astonished they came that big! Steven said, "This is for you, mommy, because we know you had a rough day". It was all I could do not to cry. A sleeping baby and a giant Reese's!!So the moral of the story...being a mom is hard. It's harder when things happen that you aren't expecting or that you weren't anticipating(like having a screaming baby all day). But, when you have a wonderful husband who is up in the night to change the baby, works, goes to school full time, and then comes home to do whatever he can to make your life easy...
you know you found a keeper.
ROTC Football Game & Veterans Day
Last Tuesday, the 9th, we went to the Alerus Center (the giant indoor football field) to see the UND Army ROTC play the UND Air Force ROTC at flag football. Q slept through EVERYTHING...including the drum line performance at half time. Steven and I aren't loud people so I don't know how he does it, but I'm not complaining. Army won, which is good because we went for our friends who are in Army ROTC. It was a fun night...I wish we wouldn't have been 30 mins late though (it takes a lot longer to get out of the house these days!)
Last Thursday for Veterans day, we followed our family tradition of sleeping in and then going to IHOP. We go to IHOP for all our patriotic holidays...it's random and there's no particular reason for it. Q came of course and...yep you guessed it, slept through everything. It was fine though because it actually felt like a real date. Oh and there was this family behind us that totally stared at us...well Q...the whole time. Well the mom and the three kids stared at us, the dad tried not to notice. We could hear the mom asking the kids if they wanted a baby brother or a baby sister next...awkward for the dad. Besides IHOP, Steven flew, I snuggled Q, and it was a good break from the normal school schedule.
Last Thursday for Veterans day, we followed our family tradition of sleeping in and then going to IHOP. We go to IHOP for all our patriotic holidays...it's random and there's no particular reason for it. Q came of course and...yep you guessed it, slept through everything. It was fine though because it actually felt like a real date. Oh and there was this family behind us that totally stared at us...well Q...the whole time. Well the mom and the three kids stared at us, the dad tried not to notice. We could hear the mom asking the kids if they wanted a baby brother or a baby sister next...awkward for the dad. Besides IHOP, Steven flew, I snuggled Q, and it was a good break from the normal school schedule.
Grandma Dorn's Visit
Steven's mom was able to visit us for the weekend at the beginning of the month. It was a great help to have an extra pair of hands. I think she probably got tired of doing all our dishes, but I got a lot of homework done and I really appreciated all her help! While she was here, we also got kind of brave and went out and did stuff. We went to have an early dinner together at Ground Rounds and then we went to the movies and saw Secretariat. Q slept through most of it, and there were only 4 other people in our theater so I fed him in the dark when he woke up. He got to see the last race part too. The next day, Steven took his mom and Q for a walk around campus and I got to stay home and do hw. Then, they came back and we all went to the community carnival our apartments were having. Again, Q slept through most of it...and a lot of it was for older kids. But, we did get Q his first balloon hat and took a funny picture together. The rest of the time Becky was here, we watched stake conference at home, they cooked lots of good food, and we got to catch up on sleep while she snuggled Q. It was sad to see her go! We are looking forward to coming home for Christmas in a few weeks! Here are some pictures of Grandma D's visit!
First whale bath
On Tuesday, Nov. 9th, Q had his 2 week check up--even though he was actually 3 weeks old. He was 9 lbs. 7.5 oz...almost 2 lbs up from his birth weight!! I knew he was growing but that seems like a lot! The nurse practitioner said she couldn't find anything wrong with him or even anything to potentially think about worrying about. As Mary Poppin says, "practically perfect in every way".
So because his circumcision area is all healed up, last Wednesday, Q got upgraded from the pink tupperware thing from the hospital to have his first bath in the whale tub! Getting to sit in the water was way better than having to be held naked above the water by dad and sponge bathed by mom. The tub came with this smaller orange whale that drips water out like a shower...Quintin really likes that part. Bath time is now much more relaxing for all of us. Here's a couple pictures.
So because his circumcision area is all healed up, last Wednesday, Q got upgraded from the pink tupperware thing from the hospital to have his first bath in the whale tub! Getting to sit in the water was way better than having to be held naked above the water by dad and sponge bathed by mom. The tub came with this smaller orange whale that drips water out like a shower...Quintin really likes that part. Bath time is now much more relaxing for all of us. Here's a couple pictures.
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