Friday, April 29, 2011
Tyler gave him a bath. As you can see in the picture he was not rinsed very well. That is his least favorite part. We took our dogs to Petsmart once to get bathed and they refused to wash Gatsby because he was "going to hurt himself."
After Gatsbys bath, Tyler went ahead and lathered up Gulliver, too. Upon finishing, he spotted something black on the ground. When he got closer he realized it was an ear. Glancing at Gatsby, he could not see his right ear.
His heart started racing as he rushed over to Gatsby and commanded him to sit.
Tyler was relieved when he felt two ears on our pup.
It was just a cow's ear.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Monday, April 18, 2011
I thought I knew what parenthood was going to be like. I thought I had a plan. I thought I would want to raise my kids just the way I was raised. I didn't think my thoughts, opinions, and feelings would be altered so much by some baby.
I was wrong.
I thought breastfeeding would be hard.
I read an entire book on breastfeeding. An entire book. I figured if I needed to know that much about a baby eating from me, it was going to be difficult. It talked about different positions, plugged ducts, lactation consultants, all these people having issues that need fixed, blah, blah, blah.
Breastfeeding has been wonderful. And, lucky for me, so easy. I am so thankful my ride down this road has been so smooth. Of course we've had hiccups, but nothing major.
I thought labor wouldn't be too painful.
It was. I wasn't nervous one bit about giving birth. Honest. I figured millions of women have given birth and a lot have done it all natural. No big deal. I got this. Yikes! It hurt. A lot.
I thought I wasn't going to have a c-section.
I did. I didn't even read about c-sections. I read hundreds (no exaggeration) of birth stories during my pregnancy and I skipped over ever. single. c-section story.
I thought Mason would sleep in his own room at 3 months.
That's about the time he started sleep in our bed full time. I can't even imagine him being in a different room from me. Makes me shiver.
I thought baby wearing was for hippies.
I love it. It provides me with the exercise I don't want to do and keeps Mason (and my back) happy when all he wants is to be held. Have you ever seen the movie Away We Go? I'm pretty sure that's what made me feel the way I did. And, now I laugh because I am a lot like the "crazy mom" in that movie.
I thought my hormones would go back to normal after birth.
Oh boy, they didn't. The baby blues are unavoidable and made me feel extremely vulnerable. I was sad, I was overjoyed, I was selfish, I was in love, I was on a roller coaster. While Tyler fed Mason his first bottle, I cried in the shower. When my mom left me (the first and second time) I cried and couldn't stop. When certain people wanted to hold Mason for extended periods of time, I wanted to cry. Lots of crying. The baby blues did go away as they are supposed to, but I didn't feel back to my normal self for 4 1/2 months. That's when the sun, the moon, and I aligned and all was right again.
I thought I would go late.
I went into labor early! Surprise! Not too early, but it seemed like it since I was just sure I would have to be induced a week or two after November 11th had passed. My bag wasn't packed. I learned my lesson.
I thought I could easily leave the hospital wearing the shoes I walked in there with.
They were extremely tight. I was so lucky I never swelled up during my pregnancy. I thought I dodged a bullet. However, after my c-section, my ankles and feet were huge! I had to do some major loosening of my tennis shoes and squeeze my feet into them. They stayed swollen for quite a while after that, too.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Saturday, April 16, 2011
While one may get tired of answering them, they are straight-forward and easy to answer.
"Crappy.", "A baby.", "Duh."
After you have said baby, the questions change and are no longer about you, but rather the cute little guy or gal you carry with you (on the outside of you womb). There's the "How old is he?". Easy.
Then there's the "Is he a good baby?". Um.. yes? Maybe? What kind of question is that?
Do they want to know if he cries? Don't all babies cry?
If your baby cries less than 5 times a day they're a good baby and if they cry 6 or more they are bad?
Is it about eaiting habits? Mason gets distracted a lot, he must be bad..
But wait, he is really good at sucking on a pacifier, sitting up, and pooping, so he's good..
But, he gets drool everywhere..
Oh, he has the sweetest giggle though..
Sometimes he's really hard to put to sleep.. At night, he's an excellent sleeper..
I guess I will never understand the point of (or know the answer to) this question. Unless someone can enlighten me?
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
It was especially warm today, so we went out for a stroll. Too bad it is supposed to get cold again for a while and snow on Friday.
Sunday, April 10, 2011
2. Mason has really gotten into touching faces lately. When he wakes up in the morning and sees my face, he instantly wants to grab it. I think it is cute, even though he made Tyler's nose bleed this weekend. 3. My memory card broke. Remember when it was stuck in my computer? Well, I figured out how to pull it out. Apparently, my way wasn't the best way. It cracked. And.. I'm pretty sure a piece of it is stuck in my camera because I can't get any memory card in it. So, I downgraded to my husband's rinky dink camera that was collecting dust in a drawer, with a 256MB memory card. Hopefully I can get mine fixed somewhere, sometime.
4. Mason is wearing disposable diapers until we move. Our basement has about a foot of water in it, we dare not venture down there. So, we have really hard water right now and stripping the cloth from hard water build up is the last thing I want to do. So, sposies it is. Sorry, Earth.
5. We are moving in about a month. Totes are out, we've taken two whole boxes to Goodwill (baby steps), and I took pictures of one of the couches we'll put on Craigslist today.. on the rinky dink camera.
6. Look at this bookworm!
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Here's a list of why I like it and why I don't like it.
+ Breastfeeding in the middle of the night is so easy. Whip it out, go back to sleep.
- I don't have the space to sprawl out.
+ I don't have to get out of bed to check on Mason. Just open one eye and peak at him.. or keep both eyes shut and pat around me to make sure he's still there and doing ok.
- Sometimes I wake up in a wet spot or with poop on my leg.
+ No need for blankets, I'm sleeping right next to a little heater. A cute heater.
- That little heater kicks when he's waking up in the morning. He kicks my c-section scar and it feels really weird. It makes me want to kick him back. Don't worry, my feet can't reach him.
+ I get more sleep. This is a big one.
- It is harder to reach over and punch my husband when he is snoring.
+ I get to snuggle up next to my sweet, little baby. All night long.