We have quite a few books that we read regularly to Brett. Some at bedtime and some when she walks over and backs herself up into my lap. There are a few favorites that we each have but this particular book was given to her for Christmas and it has become one of my favorites.
It is not a traditional board book but the pages are thicker and withstand her turning them.
It is a cute story about loving your baby no matter how good or bad he/she is. It rhymes and it goes through many different body parts, that are fun to point out on your own child.
I just wanted to share because I really do love this book.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Sick Baby
So today is/was Mike's last day of the time he took off of work for the rest of his paid family leave time. We have had such a busy week full of errands and Dr. appointments and Disneyland that we decided we would treat ourselves to a nice sushi lunch today. Mike goes up and orders our food and I start feeding Madie in the high chair. Suddenly, after like 5 bites of food she starts throwing up. This is the first time. I have never handled throw up very well, so my first time handling as a mom I was not quite sure what to do. I started consoling her because it scared her and she was crying. I was cleaning her up while trying to hold back my own vomit. Fortunately, Mike took the tray which had the brunt of the vomit on it and washed it and flushed it down the toilet. Poor Madie was just beside herself. She had it on her glasses and everywhere. I just felt bad the first time she throws up she has to do it public in a sushi restaurant. So we cleaned up as best as we could, and got our food to go.
When she is sick with a cold and a cough and some sort of other bug it breaks my heart. She is always full of smiles and laughing and talking to herself. That not to see her smiling makes me sad. I just want to take the sick out of her and be sick for her. She does not understand to drink something or to brush your teeth to get the throw up taste out of your mouth.
There are so many things that you just don't think about when you are prego. This for me about how to handle the first time she throws up in public was one of them!
When she is sick with a cold and a cough and some sort of other bug it breaks my heart. She is always full of smiles and laughing and talking to herself. That not to see her smiling makes me sad. I just want to take the sick out of her and be sick for her. She does not understand to drink something or to brush your teeth to get the throw up taste out of your mouth.
There are so many things that you just don't think about when you are prego. This for me about how to handle the first time she throws up in public was one of them!
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Hobbies
Before, Madie was born I used to love to go ride bikes, play tennis, and scrapbook. Those were just a few of my hobbies. My Saturday mornings were spent at the gym or outside.
Today while I was in the shower and Mike was finishing getting ready to play golf I realized that those things I once called hobbies I no longer do! My hobbies now are taking care of Madison and going to playdates and Gymboree and swim lessons. Things that revolve around Madie! When I do manage to get some time away. It is mostly a date with my husband a movie and dinner and or a Mom's Night out with all of my mommy friends. Or I guess now time by myself is even sneaking down to the market f0r 15 minutes to pick up something we need for dinner. While Mike watches Madie! I can't tell you the last time a whole afternoon was devoted to me and doing something I used to love to do!
Don't get me wrong I love staying home with Madie and it is the best most rewarding full time job there is! But every once and awhile I would just like 5 hours to go and cruise the mall, finish up a scrapbook, or start a scrapbook on a vacation we took last summer! The time it takes to play 18 holes of golf, err well I guess it's 19 holes including the bar! Just a little time for me!
Today while I was in the shower and Mike was finishing getting ready to play golf I realized that those things I once called hobbies I no longer do! My hobbies now are taking care of Madison and going to playdates and Gymboree and swim lessons. Things that revolve around Madie! When I do manage to get some time away. It is mostly a date with my husband a movie and dinner and or a Mom's Night out with all of my mommy friends. Or I guess now time by myself is even sneaking down to the market f0r 15 minutes to pick up something we need for dinner. While Mike watches Madie! I can't tell you the last time a whole afternoon was devoted to me and doing something I used to love to do!
Don't get me wrong I love staying home with Madie and it is the best most rewarding full time job there is! But every once and awhile I would just like 5 hours to go and cruise the mall, finish up a scrapbook, or start a scrapbook on a vacation we took last summer! The time it takes to play 18 holes of golf, err well I guess it's 19 holes including the bar! Just a little time for me!
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Who Knew?
So today is London's 10 month birthday and I can't believe my little baby, born early through c-section and lost a pound in the hospital, is now a 22 pound, 30" tall soon to be toddler! Boy does time go by fast when you have a baby and you are enjoying everyday of their little life. It's been great to stay home with him and encourage his development, watch him learn and discover new things, watch him change and show his little personality. How great being a mom really is! I can't describe in words how seriously fortunate I am!
I always knew being a mom was the one job I always wanted, the job I was destined to have and it really was.... I knew it would change me but I didn't know how much. I'm a different person now- things that concerned me before I want nothing to do with now and those things I never thought would be important to me are! Who knew?
Who knew my life would seriously change so much- that staying at home everyday talking to a baby could be completely fulfilling. Who knew? And who knew I would be happy cleaning the bathroom on a Saturday night so my son could take his first bath in the big tub instead of going out partying or hanging out with friends! That a walk at the mall with other moms and their children would be the highlight of my week! Who knew? I never thought I would be so happy just taking care of and loving this little man I call my son!
I feel so complete while I lay next to him sleeping, looking so angelic with his little lips puckered and face so sweet! I always knew I would be a mom, that it was the one goal I was determined to achieve. I knew it would make me happy, I knew it would be awesome, fun, and fulfilling. But I never knew how much it would really mean to me, how incredible it truly was. I never knew how emotional I would get looking back at his short but amazing life so far. And I never knew what a blessing your own child really is to you! That this precious little being could fill my heart with such love and happiness that I have never experienced before! It's simply amazing! London is my everything and I love him more then life itself! Who knew?
I always knew being a mom was the one job I always wanted, the job I was destined to have and it really was.... I knew it would change me but I didn't know how much. I'm a different person now- things that concerned me before I want nothing to do with now and those things I never thought would be important to me are! Who knew?
Who knew my life would seriously change so much- that staying at home everyday talking to a baby could be completely fulfilling. Who knew? And who knew I would be happy cleaning the bathroom on a Saturday night so my son could take his first bath in the big tub instead of going out partying or hanging out with friends! That a walk at the mall with other moms and their children would be the highlight of my week! Who knew? I never thought I would be so happy just taking care of and loving this little man I call my son!
I feel so complete while I lay next to him sleeping, looking so angelic with his little lips puckered and face so sweet! I always knew I would be a mom, that it was the one goal I was determined to achieve. I knew it would make me happy, I knew it would be awesome, fun, and fulfilling. But I never knew how much it would really mean to me, how incredible it truly was. I never knew how emotional I would get looking back at his short but amazing life so far. And I never knew what a blessing your own child really is to you! That this precious little being could fill my heart with such love and happiness that I have never experienced before! It's simply amazing! London is my everything and I love him more then life itself! Who knew?
Monday, February 8, 2010
Lost Items
I am constantly finding items that I have "lost" in places I certainly wouldn't have put them. Now that Brett is walking she can easily pick something up and walk with it. I have found the Desitin in the hallway, a shoe in the kitchen, etc. Most recently, I found a wooden salad fork server in my closet, under some of my shoes!
One of Brett's favorite things to do is take things out of where they are nicely stacked. If I let her walk around in a store she will find shirts stacked on a shelf and QUICKLY remove them all and throw them on the floor. Her favorite thing to do at home is go to her changing table where all of her diapers and neatly stacked in a diaper organizer and throw them on the floor. Other times she goes to her dirty clothes hamper and removes the clothing. Sometimes though she takes the diapers from the diaper organizer and walks to the hamper and puts the diapers in the hamper. Usually I am there when she does this and, when she is distracted, I remove them from the hamper.
Well, last night I was doing her laundry. As I was putting her clothes in the washing machine I found a diaper. Phew- close call, I thought to myself. Ha! When the load was done I was putting the items in the dryer. I noticed that there seemed to be some paper or something in the washing machine. Then, low and behold, I found a diaper! Yep, I had missed one. It was quite 'full' but seemed to handle the wash well, minus few pieces that had torn off.
I can guarantee that I will take a better look through the hamper next time for any items that shouldn't be there!
One of Brett's favorite things to do is take things out of where they are nicely stacked. If I let her walk around in a store she will find shirts stacked on a shelf and QUICKLY remove them all and throw them on the floor. Her favorite thing to do at home is go to her changing table where all of her diapers and neatly stacked in a diaper organizer and throw them on the floor. Other times she goes to her dirty clothes hamper and removes the clothing. Sometimes though she takes the diapers from the diaper organizer and walks to the hamper and puts the diapers in the hamper. Usually I am there when she does this and, when she is distracted, I remove them from the hamper.
Well, last night I was doing her laundry. As I was putting her clothes in the washing machine I found a diaper. Phew- close call, I thought to myself. Ha! When the load was done I was putting the items in the dryer. I noticed that there seemed to be some paper or something in the washing machine. Then, low and behold, I found a diaper! Yep, I had missed one. It was quite 'full' but seemed to handle the wash well, minus few pieces that had torn off.
I can guarantee that I will take a better look through the hamper next time for any items that shouldn't be there!
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Freezing Time
As we drove away from Molly's friend's birthday party (yes, her social calendar is more fun than mine!), I watched her in the rear view mirror nuzzle into her car seat and peacefully fall asleep. My eyes suddenly filled up with tears. I realized that my baby is growing up and I SURVIVED!
About 6-8 months ago, all I wanted and prayed for was to make it to this point in her life...to survive those first few months and experience this fun part in her life when she's finding her personality and experiencing life! I remember driving home from Gymboree with her screaming/crying herself to sleep and now she does it all on her own!
I so desperately wanted us to be able to push fast forward to this point in her life and now all I want to do is figure out how to freeze time!
Friday, February 5, 2010
First Year
I can hardly believe that the first year has come and gone so quickly. My little baby girl, the girl that I carried for 38 weeks, delivered with relative ease and who cried for the first four months is now a happy little walker who brings joy to every second of my life.
There were times in those first few weeks that I thought "why did we have a baby? what were we thinking?" These thoughts then turned to thoughts of "why is she crying all the time? what can I do to help here?" This went on for FOUR months. Then, as I've mentioned before, the doctor suggested I stop taking my prenatal vitamin since I was breast feeding and, kazaam! No more crying. She was then a happy baby girl.
It was so fun to watch her lift her head, learn to roll over in one direction and then another. Then, to get up on all fours and rock back and forth wanting to move, but not knowing how. So quickly, at almost 7 months old, she started crawling. As the weeks went on she got faster and faster. Boy, was that a life changer! She became verbal, she laughed at things and cooed constantly. I began enjoying her more and more every day.
It's not that I didn't enjoy her for the first few months, it was just a lot of sitting around for me, which was a huge transition from my hectic career that I had just left. Now, I never get to sit still! She has been walking since a little before her year birthday and she never stops. I follow her around and watch as she discovers new things around the house every day.
I love every moment of this new life of mine. I love watching her as she learns to walk. She looks like a drunken soldier most of the time (or the bride of frankenstein) and it makes me laugh. I love to hear her try to repeat words that I say. Dog is aga. Cat is ca. Duck is duh. I understand her little language and it is our special language for this short time.
I even love when she misbehaves. I am so fascinated with her mental development. I know I should be mad when I tell her not to throw her food on the floor and, instead of listening to me she looks me dead in the eye and drops the food once again. She is testing me and, instead of getting frustrated I laugh. I know, not the best form of discipline but I can't help it! i just love watching how she thinks things through!
So, the first year was a learning experience for all of us and I am so excited to see what this next year brings!
There were times in those first few weeks that I thought "why did we have a baby? what were we thinking?" These thoughts then turned to thoughts of "why is she crying all the time? what can I do to help here?" This went on for FOUR months. Then, as I've mentioned before, the doctor suggested I stop taking my prenatal vitamin since I was breast feeding and, kazaam! No more crying. She was then a happy baby girl.
It was so fun to watch her lift her head, learn to roll over in one direction and then another. Then, to get up on all fours and rock back and forth wanting to move, but not knowing how. So quickly, at almost 7 months old, she started crawling. As the weeks went on she got faster and faster. Boy, was that a life changer! She became verbal, she laughed at things and cooed constantly. I began enjoying her more and more every day.
It's not that I didn't enjoy her for the first few months, it was just a lot of sitting around for me, which was a huge transition from my hectic career that I had just left. Now, I never get to sit still! She has been walking since a little before her year birthday and she never stops. I follow her around and watch as she discovers new things around the house every day.
I love every moment of this new life of mine. I love watching her as she learns to walk. She looks like a drunken soldier most of the time (or the bride of frankenstein) and it makes me laugh. I love to hear her try to repeat words that I say. Dog is aga. Cat is ca. Duck is duh. I understand her little language and it is our special language for this short time.
I even love when she misbehaves. I am so fascinated with her mental development. I know I should be mad when I tell her not to throw her food on the floor and, instead of listening to me she looks me dead in the eye and drops the food once again. She is testing me and, instead of getting frustrated I laugh. I know, not the best form of discipline but I can't help it! i just love watching how she thinks things through!
So, the first year was a learning experience for all of us and I am so excited to see what this next year brings!
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