The last three days have been a flurry of activity, so I slacked a bit on the posting. Of course at Graham's 12:30 am feedings I realized I had missed my chance, but couldn't muster up the extra energy it took to compose a post on my phone while trying to convince the Little One that it does not take a whole hour to nurse!
And on that note, we have hit the 6 week growth spurt. Just in time for my return to work bright and early Monday morning. (About 9 hours from now, to be exact.)
Unlike his marathons at 2, 3, and 4 weeks, this time he is taking it in turns to nurse for extended, frequent periods, followed by unpredictable sleeping periods.
Just when we were starting to get on a schedule. Great.
So besides being exhausted from a break in our nearly established routine, I also have to try to mentally prepare for being away from my son for more than just an hour while I run to the store. I am leaving him - for 6 hours! - when I head back into the fray tomorrow.
Hopefully a good night's sleep will help ease the transition. Three hours of zzzs, here I come!
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Scoring Some Baby Gear
Today on "Consignment Sale Divas," watch as Brandi skillfully navigates through the crowds at Rhea Lana's, bringing her little one along for the ride in a not-so-skillfully tied Moby Wrap. See her calculate half-price prices on hooded baby towels, used cloth diapers (BumGenius!), and a set of nostalgic children's books, without even once touching the calculator app on her phone.
See her get back home and remember that she doesn't have place to put any of this stuff, no matter how good a deal it was and how much she needed it.
And then watch her sling out a blog post just in the nick of time! :)
-Brandi
See her get back home and remember that she doesn't have place to put any of this stuff, no matter how good a deal it was and how much she needed it.
And then watch her sling out a blog post just in the nick of time! :)
-Brandi
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Don't Cry For Me, Argentina
Although I'm sure Argentina's cry isn't nearly as full of emotion as a newborn's.
Today, I worked a little bit more on sleep training. Which was, you guessed it, a tear-filled extravaganza. Filled with tears. And music. The annoying kind that one usually associates with 90s era cell phones. I guess the makers of many of the children's swings/chairs/bouncy seats/etc. thought polyphonic tones were either a brilliant idea or a 24/7 joke to play on unsuspecting, bleary-eyed mothers.
Out of the four times I put him down for a nap, he managed to fall asleep on his own three times. Success! The other time I just couldn't handle any more tears. Failure. And when I put him down for real bedtime, a total meltdown ensued. I ended up nursing him to sleep. Yes, it is a bad habit. And yes, I feel slightly guilty. But the upside is...
...it allowed me to get caught up on a bunch of laundry. This might not sound exciting to an innocent bystander, but let me tell you I would chose to have all my laundry done over the option of a free three-star restaurant dinner. One of them makes me sleep better at night and the other makes me feel guilty for not donating to the poor animals in the Sarah McLaughlin SPCA commercials. I'll let you guess which is which.
And now I hear some little "coo"s from the direction of little guy's sleepy chair. (He likes to sleep on his side, so that's our solution. The crib just ain't happenin' yet. Can't win 'em all.)
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good night!
-Brandi
Today, I worked a little bit more on sleep training. Which was, you guessed it, a tear-filled extravaganza. Filled with tears. And music. The annoying kind that one usually associates with 90s era cell phones. I guess the makers of many of the children's swings/chairs/bouncy seats/etc. thought polyphonic tones were either a brilliant idea or a 24/7 joke to play on unsuspecting, bleary-eyed mothers.
Out of the four times I put him down for a nap, he managed to fall asleep on his own three times. Success! The other time I just couldn't handle any more tears. Failure. And when I put him down for real bedtime, a total meltdown ensued. I ended up nursing him to sleep. Yes, it is a bad habit. And yes, I feel slightly guilty. But the upside is...
...it allowed me to get caught up on a bunch of laundry. This might not sound exciting to an innocent bystander, but let me tell you I would chose to have all my laundry done over the option of a free three-star restaurant dinner. One of them makes me sleep better at night and the other makes me feel guilty for not donating to the poor animals in the Sarah McLaughlin SPCA commercials. I'll let you guess which is which.
And now I hear some little "coo"s from the direction of little guy's sleepy chair. (He likes to sleep on his side, so that's our solution. The crib just ain't happenin' yet. Can't win 'em all.)
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good night!
-Brandi
Isn't he precious?
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Nighttime Melodies
Today was...unproductive. I did get visited by a friend, who brought a gift for Graham. Also got my photo CD with the pics from our session on Saturday - they were fantastic.
My contribution for the day is a partial lullaby that came about last night. I love singing and humming to my baby, and last night as I was rocking him and humming, a melody formed from the randomness. After a few repeats, the words started coming.
When I hold you in my arms,
When I look into your eyes,
You are all that I need in my life.
When I hold you in my arms,
When I look into your eyes,
You are everything to me.
You're the apple of my eye,
You're the stars in every sky,
You are all that I need in my life.
You're the apple of my eye,
You're the stars in every sky,
You are everything to me.
Maybe I can get a another verse or two tonight, and possibly a little recording.
Good night and sweet dreams, all!
-Graham's Momma
My contribution for the day is a partial lullaby that came about last night. I love singing and humming to my baby, and last night as I was rocking him and humming, a melody formed from the randomness. After a few repeats, the words started coming.
When I hold you in my arms,
When I look into your eyes,
You are all that I need in my life.
When I hold you in my arms,
When I look into your eyes,
You are everything to me.
You're the apple of my eye,
You're the stars in every sky,
You are all that I need in my life.
You're the apple of my eye,
You're the stars in every sky,
You are everything to me.
Maybe I can get a another verse or two tonight, and possibly a little recording.
Good night and sweet dreams, all!
-Graham's Momma
Monday, February 4, 2013
8 Months Later...
...and blog post #2.
Wow. I have really been working hard on this, haven't I? Seems that I have proven my husband right about my lack of follow-through.
Or have I?
Maybe I just took a well deserved break during my pregnancy. Or maybe I was too busy making amazing crafts and couldn't find time to catalog my efforts in virtual print.
Maybe I should have spent some time making up a better excuse!
Now that my DS (darling son) is nearly 6 weeks old, I am really starting to regret not spending a few extra moments recording memories about these early days, stories I can relate to my son when he is older, without having to to rely on my sometimes unreliable memory to fill in all the details.
BUT WAIT! THERE'S MORE!
I have also come to realize that it is never too late to start something, even something that you have attempted multiply times with multiple failures. A little extra motivation and a smartphone can go a long way towards overcoming hurdles in my attempt to finally have a regularly updated blog.
More importantly, I don't want to miss a chance to make something my family can look back at for years to come and wonder, "What was Mom thinking???
So, expect stories. Expect pictures. Expect links to videos, other blogs, or Pinterest boards.
But don't expect any more excuses. I am all out.
-One Determined Mama
Wow. I have really been working hard on this, haven't I? Seems that I have proven my husband right about my lack of follow-through.
Or have I?
Maybe I just took a well deserved break during my pregnancy. Or maybe I was too busy making amazing crafts and couldn't find time to catalog my efforts in virtual print.
Maybe I should have spent some time making up a better excuse!
Now that my DS (darling son) is nearly 6 weeks old, I am really starting to regret not spending a few extra moments recording memories about these early days, stories I can relate to my son when he is older, without having to to rely on my sometimes unreliable memory to fill in all the details.
BUT WAIT! THERE'S MORE!
I have also come to realize that it is never too late to start something, even something that you have attempted multiply times with multiple failures. A little extra motivation and a smartphone can go a long way towards overcoming hurdles in my attempt to finally have a regularly updated blog.
More importantly, I don't want to miss a chance to make something my family can look back at for years to come and wonder, "What was Mom thinking???
So, expect stories. Expect pictures. Expect links to videos, other blogs, or Pinterest boards.
But don't expect any more excuses. I am all out.
-One Determined Mama
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