Monday, April 30, 2007

Right before my eye!

I took Bub's for his first "professional" picture last week and now I am sure glad I did.
This morning I was changing him and dressing him for the day and realized he was growing right before my eyes. I swear he just grew overnight.
I almost cried just looking at him. I see my husbands face and expressions. I can already tell he will have a good portion of my personality. G says that if I say he is like him he is "persistent" but if he is like me then he is "stubborn". He's as strong as an ox and definitely has a mind of his own.
I envision his first day of school and my eye's well up with tears. He may never know or realize just what his very existence mean to me.
I use to always read this quote:

To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others;
To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.

I've done a lot of things in my life, but having a child finally makes me feel like I have succeeded.
I am extremely blessed.

Sunday, April 29, 2007


Another first.
Bubbie's is really on the move and he is a big risk taker. I like to give him a little freedom when he is crawling around so he can have new experiences.
Well he had one. At my sister's there is a step up to a landing before you go up the full flight. He has learned to crawl up the step and learned the hard way how to come down. I was trying to teach him to turn around to come down backwards. He has a mind of his own and went off face first. Now the step is only about 5-6 inches high, but the sound was awful when he hit his head. That is the sound that came out of him.
The whole incident only lasted a few minutes, but he sure has a nice goose egg on his Noggin as a souvenir. Again not the last bump on the head he will have in a life time.

Monday, April 23, 2007

Rock Candy

Decided to take Bubbie's outside this weekend, give him all new experience. He is really on the move and just loves to explore new things.

Went to the tennis courts near my in-laws. Bubbie's crawled all around the court, pulled up on the fence, had a grand old time.

After about an hour we left and walked home, a 5 minute walk at best. During the walk home my mother-in-law carried him. He fussed a few time, she gave him the Bink which he sucked on all the way home.

Got home and put him down on the rug to crawl around. Took the Bink away (trying to limit it now) and he spit out a rock. A small reddish-brown rock, identical to the ones around the outside of the tennis court fence.

I quickly checked for more and all was clear. I tried to act like it was all OK. I ran to the bathroom and secretly called my sister (gotta love the cell phone). She (mother of three, all still alive and kicking) assures me that if he swallowed one and it was smaller than a dime it will past with time. I am so glad she had all her kids before me.

So that was his first rock and most likely won't be his last.

Saturday, April 21, 2007

Doing Nothing

There has got to me something said for doing nothing. So far this weekend all plans fell through and we were left to do nothing. Bubbies, G and I laid done this afternoon for a nap, I don't think we have ever done that. We took a walk and tried our hand at tennis, I know we have never done that. We didn't plan any of it which made it all the more fun.

I learn a cute little hand game (like patty cake) from my mother-in-law today. Its in Italian and Bubbie's loves is:

Batti le manine
Viene papa
Porta i biscottini
(baby's name) li mangiera'

It means:

Clap your little hands
Daddy is coming
Bringing little cookies
For (baby's name) to eat

Monday, April 16, 2007

Brainless @ 2 AM

For some god forsaken reason I have no true cognitive ability between the hours of 2:00 am and 4:30 am. I not sure if it is from shear exhaustion or shear stupidity but it occurs often.

For four day in a row Bubbie's has awaken at the witching hour of 2 something am. Now that it is just me and him during the week I don't have the will power to try and rock him back to sleep and put him in the crib. I will bring him in the bed with me and for 2 1/2 hours he will doze off, wake up, cry out, kick me in my uterus, fall asleep, wake ups, cry out, hold my hand, pull my hair, fall asleep, so on and so on x 2 1/2 hours. I spend the time trying to make him comfortable, telling my self not to feed him cause he is big enough now (25 lbs) to make it through the night with out eating.

We make it till 4:30 a.m. and FINALLY I make him and bottle, a whole 8 oz, I figure he must be starving. He has been fussing x 2 1/2 hours, he has got to be starving. He then only takes 5-6 oz. So here I am, patting myself on the back for getting him to hold out and he only take 5 oz. After 4 days of this routine and me being proud that I have him hold out, the light bulb went off.

Just maybe his teeth are bothering him at 2 am and a little Tylenol my help him out. Being 8 3/4 of a month old without a tooth in his mouth it's almost obvious that has to be on the top of the list of issues. I really don't think it is hunger, he barely finishes the bottle. Why I can't come to that conclusion and reach for the Tylenol on the bed stand at 2 am is besides me.

G told me to pin a post-it-note to his Jammy's that say TYLENOL in big letter to remind me.
I am dense, but I think that if we have the same issue tonight, Tylenol will now be my first thought.

Friday, April 13, 2007

Just can't STAND it.

Now that he learned to stand holding on to something that is all he wants to do. He still hasn't figured out how to pull himself up from the crawl to stand but if you put him there he can do it. He like to cruise and take chances going from the couch to the chair. He is starting to learn how to control his falls. He use to just go straight down, earlier today he fell but landed on his butt. I got him a little table to stand and play at, but he is already too tall so it only come to his waist. I think I will take it back. I am going to turn around and he will be walking. How the time flies. I just can't stand it.

Thursday, April 12, 2007

On the Move!

He can crawl! I know I am in trouble now. On Saturday he was still just rocking back and forth on all fours, by Tuesday he had it down packed. It truly amazes me that there can be such a huge change in 3 days. I hope this new found mobility will also bring about new found sleep. He is crawling and cruising so much that by the time I put him down for bed the fight is out of him. He use to give me such a hard time about going to sleep. Now I think he is so tired he just can't keep it up. He is very adventurous and I really need to keep an eye on him. I use to worry about getting enough exercise but now that will not be an issue. Wish me luck!

Saturday, April 7, 2007

Short Nights

No one ever told me that you can not make even the smallest change in a infants life and they become all out of whack. We recently moved and went through a huge change and I understood that he was not sleeping through the night. Finally it got better and all I did was change the height of the crib mattress and I was back to square one. I turned around the other day and he had pulled himself up to stand. I was ecstatic, he was reaching a milestone. Then he reached forward and I realized that the rail was only waist high and any further he would flip over. That was it, I had to move the mattress down. Now with that one small change he is back to getting up in the middle of the night, LORD HELP ME! Let us pray that after a few days things will settle down.
Still no teeth!