There is one word that can sum mother-hood up: S C A R Y.
Everything about it is scary. Everything gives you anxiety and there are so many times that you do certain things that you've always been told not to do with a child (for example: give them a toy in the grocery store to make them stop crying). I freak out when Nolan cries, or when he picks something dirty up off of the floor to eat, or when he gets dog hair all over him. I'm sure if we do have a second child things MUST get better. I must say though, I am a lot better about this type of stuff than I thought I would be and Dennis is actually turning out to be the crazy parent. I've had a lot of practice with children so it's easier for me to not freak out when he hits his head on a mostly hard rug on top of tile floors. Or maybe I don't freak out enough?
My job has recently gotten all crazy about trainings. Well they sent a few of us to "Parenting 101". I was actually offended when I saw this email telling me that I was already signed up for it. Why me? Why am I going to classes that are similar to what my clients are going to? What the hell people?! We got in the class and I must say it was a really nice refresher. Reminded me that I had learned parenting and development (etc) in my MAJOR in college and that I'm really not as dumb after all about this kind of thing. It was also pretty great to get out of a half day of work. :)
Another part of motherhood that I absolutely HATE has begun. Teething. Generally I hate seeing my baby in pain, I want to go through the pain for him and then just hand him the damn teeth and plop them in. Apparently that's not possible, but trust me, I'd do it. He's been teething all weekend and the teeth are just sitting there right under the gum to where you can see them but know they aren't coming through anytime soon. Damn teasers. Constant fever. Constant crying (actually it's not crying, it's a weird scream that I guess means pain). Constant drool. Constant tears ::heart breaks::
4.19.2010
4.13.2010
LOVE life and pictures
Things have been so great! I am loving how much more calm things are since Nolan is getting older. I miss the tiny toes and fingers but I finally feel like I know what I'm doing...and no matter what anyone says, that brings a sense of calm over everyone. I remember when Nolan was only maybe 6 weeks old I was so frustrated because I didn't know what his cries meant. I know people always say a mother always knows what the different cries mean. No one ever tells you that it takes several months though. If someone would have just told me that from the get-go I would have been in a much better place!
We have been doing so many things, Nolan is getting more mobile and active and I LOVE IT! He hasn't crawled yet but he can scoot around and stretch to get things. We started feeding him small bits on actual human food. He's tried the Gerber puffs and then we cut up some blueberries into REALLY small pieces. I must say, Nolan doesn't have a true want to grow up. He will put anything and everything in his mouth that isn't human food but when he picks up actual food he just stares at it and then drops it. We have some bananas to try, I'm hoping that will show him that human food is GREAT!
We are going to Maine in a couple of weeks. That is...if I don't have a mental break down/anxiety attack the size of Texas before then. I'm extremely stressed over this visit to Maine. I developed a fear of flying a few years ago. Most people would say that 9/11 gave them a fear of flying or a traumatic personal experience. Nope. Not me! I've always LOVED flying. Now...I'm sure it's the last time I'll see anyone alive and I'm scared to death for my son and me now. Not to mention the extra stress of bag fees, taking baby stuff, having a 9 month old sit on our lap (yeah right...I don't see that happening), buying all new things once we get there, the airplane losing our luggage, my big baby items being damaged in the cargo area, lay overs, and the list goes on. I'll just go ahead and apologize to Dennis now because I am being the most difficult person about this trip, but seriously...my sanity is on the line here.
The only other big thing going on is the fact that I'm going back to school to get my masters this Fall. I can't wait! I was offered a great deal (free and only one day a week) from the main college in Central Florida and I can't turn it down. I'm going to be insanely busy for the next three years of my life but I am so happy to be able to further my education and open up entirely new possibilities for employment. Yay!!
Finally...Nolan's newest friend was born Sunday night, Alexander Benjamin! One of my closest friends here just had her baby boy and soon they will be moving closer to our neighborhood and the boys may even go to school together one day. :) Okay...I may be getting ahead of myself but I'm all about Nolan being happy yah know. We went to the hospital last night to see baby Alex and I really don't remember Nolan EVER being that small. Even though Nolan did weigh less and wasn't as long I'm sure he was never that tiny. My how the time flies... :( The hospital made Nolan stay out in the waiting room because of the damn Swine Flu (STILL?) but they got to see each other through the window.
We have been doing so many things, Nolan is getting more mobile and active and I LOVE IT! He hasn't crawled yet but he can scoot around and stretch to get things. We started feeding him small bits on actual human food. He's tried the Gerber puffs and then we cut up some blueberries into REALLY small pieces. I must say, Nolan doesn't have a true want to grow up. He will put anything and everything in his mouth that isn't human food but when he picks up actual food he just stares at it and then drops it. We have some bananas to try, I'm hoping that will show him that human food is GREAT!
We are going to Maine in a couple of weeks. That is...if I don't have a mental break down/anxiety attack the size of Texas before then. I'm extremely stressed over this visit to Maine. I developed a fear of flying a few years ago. Most people would say that 9/11 gave them a fear of flying or a traumatic personal experience. Nope. Not me! I've always LOVED flying. Now...I'm sure it's the last time I'll see anyone alive and I'm scared to death for my son and me now. Not to mention the extra stress of bag fees, taking baby stuff, having a 9 month old sit on our lap (yeah right...I don't see that happening), buying all new things once we get there, the airplane losing our luggage, my big baby items being damaged in the cargo area, lay overs, and the list goes on. I'll just go ahead and apologize to Dennis now because I am being the most difficult person about this trip, but seriously...my sanity is on the line here.
The only other big thing going on is the fact that I'm going back to school to get my masters this Fall. I can't wait! I was offered a great deal (free and only one day a week) from the main college in Central Florida and I can't turn it down. I'm going to be insanely busy for the next three years of my life but I am so happy to be able to further my education and open up entirely new possibilities for employment. Yay!!
Finally...Nolan's newest friend was born Sunday night, Alexander Benjamin! One of my closest friends here just had her baby boy and soon they will be moving closer to our neighborhood and the boys may even go to school together one day. :) Okay...I may be getting ahead of myself but I'm all about Nolan being happy yah know. We went to the hospital last night to see baby Alex and I really don't remember Nolan EVER being that small. Even though Nolan did weigh less and wasn't as long I'm sure he was never that tiny. My how the time flies... :( The hospital made Nolan stay out in the waiting room because of the damn Swine Flu (STILL?) but they got to see each other through the window.
Nolan and Alex
Here's some more pictures that I need to get up....
We LOVE bath time <3
Ssss...
Yogi always joins in on the bath time and even sometimes puts his worm in the bath tub, maybe his toy needs to be washed?
-ST PATTY'S DAY-
Nolan and his "wubby"
MUAH
good ol' thumb
3.24.2010
Memory Foam for your booty
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This is completely OT but I was reading my goodle reader this morning and found on bradsdeals that there is a sale on Deluxe Memory Foam Ottomans. No I don't need this but it got me thinking...who needs memory foam for their butt? We use something similar at my moms house when there are a lot of people over as a seat. Why do I need this ottoman to remember my butt impression? And even if most people use it for something else like a foot rest, portable tray holder, or whatever...why will they need the ottoman to have memory foam? I bet if they just make it a normal ottoman without the damn memory foam it will be a lot less expensive than almost $50 when it's not on sale. Just a thought...
3.21.2010
Hiiiiii Dada
I recently blogged about Nolan saying "hhhiiiii". Well this past week Nolan started saying Da-da. If you ask me what Nolan's first word was I would say "da-da", even though "hhhiiiii" came well before da-da. But I was sure that babies are supposed to say da-da first and clearly when Nolan has said hhhiiii in the past I was just hearing things. Well yesterday we thought Nolan said, "hhhhiiiii da-da". I was sure that wasn't correct so I shrugged it off. This morning Dennis went and woke Nolan up.....
Dennis: Hiiiii Nolan.
Nolan: Hiiiii Da-da.
And then Nolan said it again later on in the morning after he ate. I've got to say....I gave birth to a genius.
Dennis: Hiiiii Nolan.
Nolan: Hiiiii Da-da.
And then Nolan said it again later on in the morning after he ate. I've got to say....I gave birth to a genius.
3.13.2010
Long time no blog...
Well as always things get busy around here, quick! Dennis and I have both been working constantly and the sight of my home can prove it. Nolan is now....somewhere in the 7 month zone. I never really know how old he is, terrible right? But once you become a mom you have to think in terms of weeks and months and things just get confusing. Maybe that's only me though. I had the same problem when I was pregnant with the trimesters and the months. It's much easier to just go by weeks. Thank god for my weekly parenting emails that let me know what month and what week in that month my child is or I would never know. I think I saw an email today and it said "Welcome to month 7: week 3". I guess that means Nolan is a week away from 8 months? That can't be right...damn I suck at this. Just like I said -- he's in the 7 month zone!
Apparently by now a lot of children are making those steps to crawl. Not Nolan. No no no. Nolan never liked his stomach facing the floor in any manner and never did well with tummy time and because of that has not rolled over very much. So my guess is he will never crawl, ever. Nolan is great at sitting up and mastered that over a weekend with mommy, but that's it. If Nolan is on the floor playing he either wants to be sitting up or laying on his back (while doing crunches to try to sit up). Lets just say he does actually get all the way to rolling over on his stomach, the water works start almost immediately. I'm really fine with him taking his time with this because I know once he is crawling it's a whole 'nother ball game for the parents.
Other than the sitting up and non-crawling, Nolan has started to wave, says "hhhhiiii" in a very soft drawn out way, and DANCES. Nolan will wave at just about anything since clearly he doesn't know what it means. This afternoon he waved to the TV and then the TV waved back. It's so great to see him interacting with the world. The best thing is the dancing. Sure it's not worthy of a top 5 spot on SYTYCD but damn near. This morning I put his iPod (did I just say his iPod, clearly I mean mine but it's been set up on his room on the docking station for lullabies) on and switched from his folder of lullabies to my college folders that house Blue October, Third Eye Blind, and Ben Folds Five to name a few. We danced for a while and it was so perfect. I love seeing him smile and dance. I even dipped him a few times.
Other things that Nolan is doing nowadays (basically not as cool things that I'm just writing down for my memories)--
*blowing bubbles with his tongue (there is a more scientific name for this but I can't think of it right now)
*"talking" and sometimes "singing"
*started sitting in his big boy bath seat and loves it with all of the toys floating around
*is now on stage 2 foods and almost to puffs and stage 3!
PS: STILL NO TOOTH!!
Apparently by now a lot of children are making those steps to crawl. Not Nolan. No no no. Nolan never liked his stomach facing the floor in any manner and never did well with tummy time and because of that has not rolled over very much. So my guess is he will never crawl, ever. Nolan is great at sitting up and mastered that over a weekend with mommy, but that's it. If Nolan is on the floor playing he either wants to be sitting up or laying on his back (while doing crunches to try to sit up). Lets just say he does actually get all the way to rolling over on his stomach, the water works start almost immediately. I'm really fine with him taking his time with this because I know once he is crawling it's a whole 'nother ball game for the parents.
Other than the sitting up and non-crawling, Nolan has started to wave, says "hhhhiiii" in a very soft drawn out way, and DANCES. Nolan will wave at just about anything since clearly he doesn't know what it means. This afternoon he waved to the TV and then the TV waved back. It's so great to see him interacting with the world. The best thing is the dancing. Sure it's not worthy of a top 5 spot on SYTYCD but damn near. This morning I put his iPod (did I just say his iPod, clearly I mean mine but it's been set up on his room on the docking station for lullabies) on and switched from his folder of lullabies to my college folders that house Blue October, Third Eye Blind, and Ben Folds Five to name a few. We danced for a while and it was so perfect. I love seeing him smile and dance. I even dipped him a few times.
Other things that Nolan is doing nowadays (basically not as cool things that I'm just writing down for my memories)--
*blowing bubbles with his tongue (there is a more scientific name for this but I can't think of it right now)
*"talking" and sometimes "singing"
*started sitting in his big boy bath seat and loves it with all of the toys floating around
*is now on stage 2 foods and almost to puffs and stage 3!
PS: STILL NO TOOTH!!
3.06.2010
Big Boy, Crying Mommy
We are taking Nolan shopping today for some 9 month old clothes because clearly when you have a baby everyone wants to buy you the cute clothes that they really only fit in to for a week (actually, Nolan stayed in his newborn clothes for quite some time due to issues with weight gain). When Nolan started growing out of his newborn clothes and went to 3 month clothes I had a terrible time with this. I cried and begged my son to stop growing so fast because it was all just passing me by. When Nolan went from 3 months to 6 month clothes I didn't cry, have a mental breakdown, or panic attack. So I thought I was finally far from the blubbering, crying, idiot mom that I had become at any sign of my baby moving towards adulthood. I thought that until today. I told Dennis to change Nolan into one of his 9 month old outfits to see how they are fitting so we know what size of clothes to buy today. Dennis did so and there was my baby...in a 9 month outfit...which fit PERFECTLY. I bawled. Dennis tried another one ( I was secretly hoping that the first one was really a 6 month old outfit and someone just put the wrong tag on it). Well the second outfit, fit perfectly as well. What the H*LL? Just in case you were not correctly informed, my son is only 7 months old. NOT 9 MONTHS. I do believe 7 months is a lot closer to 6 months than 9 months.
It is definitely painful to watch the human being that you helped create and grew in your tummy go from 7lbs to 20 something lbs right before your eyes. He used to have wrinkles and now he just has fat roll wrinkles. He used to have dark brown hair and now it's blonde. His little ears were all wrinkled together and now they are all human like. He used to wear swaddlers diapers and was swaddled at night. Now he wears cartoon character diapers and just kicks the blankets off of himself.
But you better believe I love those fat rolls, blonde hair, human ears, and diapers with cartoon characters (well not as much).
It is definitely painful to watch the human being that you helped create and grew in your tummy go from 7lbs to 20 something lbs right before your eyes. He used to have wrinkles and now he just has fat roll wrinkles. He used to have dark brown hair and now it's blonde. His little ears were all wrinkled together and now they are all human like. He used to wear swaddlers diapers and was swaddled at night. Now he wears cartoon character diapers and just kicks the blankets off of himself.
But you better believe I love those fat rolls, blonde hair, human ears, and diapers with cartoon characters (well not as much).
3.03.2010
Coat? What Coat?
Just FYI.....
It's 45 degrees in Florida right now and near 20 mph winds.
You might just see me and Nolan walking around with blankets wrapped around us, several of them. We don't own coats. Why would we own coats? We live in FLORIDA. I think I should have bought those Snuggies over the holidays...oops.
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