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Nov 20 2007
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T.V. — how much do you watch?

I thought that once lil’ monkey was born that I’d have less time to watch t.v. and in a way I do. But thanks to DVR, I don’t necessarily need to be in front of the tube at any particular time. This means I can catch up on “my shows” (no, not soaps) while breastfeeding, folding laundry, etc.

Most of you reading this will be either a friend or family member and while I probably know a good bit of what each of you chooses to watch on television, I thought it might be interesting make a post out of it where everyone can comment. Here are my favorites to watch (in no particular order) with the ones I record designated with an asterisk. As you can see, our DVR is close to being maxed out all of the time.

  • The Office *

  • Colbert Report *

  • Daily Show *

  • Dancing with the Stars *

  • Heroes *

  • Dexter

  • Hotel Babylon *

  • Dirty Jobs *

  • The Wire

  • Lost *

  • Iron Chef America (and Next Iron Chef while it lasted)

  • Good Eats

  • Men in Trees

Okay, you’re it! Go ahead, list your shows and if you choose, indicate which ones you are so fond of that you actually DVR them!

Sep 11 2007
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Parenthood, Pre-Blogger

Worrying too much or not enough?

So as some of you may know, lil’ Monkey is already a whopping 15 lbs, 2 ounces.  He’s been steadily gaining about half a pound a week.  According to all of the books I read, he’s supposed to be gaining about 1 – 1 1/2 pounds. per month at this point.  So this means he’s gaining a half pound more than the greater end of those numbers.

Also, as some of you may know, being the daughter of my mother (whom some of you know) , I am inheritly a worry-wart.  I’ve tried to dampen those impulses as to not cause undue stress on DH, Monkey and myself but it’s hard.  Having a child lends itself to this impulse to worry about everything.  "He has a stuffy nose … is it just the usual baby snottiness or a cold?"  "Okay, he’s latched-on, he’s eating well … is he eating too well?"  "He’s stopped grunting in his crib … is he still alive?"  You get the picture.

Now I’m worried about him eating too much.  My cues of when he needs to eat have been messed up lately by the fact that he’s started to suck on his fist.  (BTW, his new name is "Slobbers on Fist". )  So during the day, it seems like I’m feeding him everytime he begins to hanker down on his fist like it’s best thing since sliced bread. 

Then we started with a routine about a month ago which includes a bottle of half and half.  Half breastmilk and half formula, with the expectation that the formula will help him go the extra mile and let us sleep in a little longer.  And it’s worked!  He falls asleep by 9 pm usually and I have until 3 am, maybe if I’m lucky 5 am, to sleep or do work or write in this blog!  We fill the bottle up with 7 ounces and expect him to finish at least 5 of that.  If he doesn’t, we’re paranoid he’ll be up by midnight and we try to feed him some more.

I just read doing that is bad.  It leads to obesity later in life because they’re already eating to satiate themselves to that extended point. GREAT.  Now what?  So I’ve taken to letting him eat as much as he wants, then putting him to bed. Giving him a little time and sometimes he wakes back up ready to eat within a half hour (snacking is the term I believe).  If he doesn’t wake up for that second dose of food within a half hour, we wake him up.  I KNOW, I KNOW.  I can hear some of you shrieking in horror at that one.  But now that I’m working from home, I’ve got to A) get some work done, B) have some ME time to do things like this and C) most importantly, get some rest.

You know what would solve this?  Winning the lottery.  Then neither of us would have to work and Monkey could feed anytime he wanted.  Oh who am I kidding?!  I’d still need a routine to be sane.

Okay, good people!  I’ve got to pump then hit the hay!

Aug 02 2007
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Baby’s new routine

We’ve decided that lil’ Monkey needs a routine.  A co-worker of DH’s gave us the basic plan and I was hesitant at first (since she has four kids and in general has a stricter, more aggressive view on things because of that).  But we’ve modified the plan to suit us and be a little more gentle.  I just can’t bring myself to turn the monitor off and shut the door but I can say that with each passing night, the volume on the monitor gets lower and lower.

You see, he still does his grunts, especially at night, especially after feeding.  So if I feed him at 2:30 am, he grunts, LOUDLY, until 3:30 sometimes straight through until his next feeding at 4:30 – 5:00.  I can’t sleep through that so hence the monitor volume has been turned down a little more each night.

In the mommy group I attended on Wednesday, a member brought in a video by Dr. Harvery Karp (the Happiest Baby on the Block guy).  He has a five "S’s" theory.  I can’t remember all of the S’s (Monkey was fussing through most of the video) — but the one he kept suggesting was swaddling. 

Now we haven’t swaddled lil’ Monkey much since he was 3 weeks old.  He would always break out of it and if we tried to use the hardcore velcro kind, he’d pitch a fit until we took him out of it.  However, tonight, he was battling the bedtime and I decided to try again.  The nurse who monitors the mommy group meetings suggested just swaddling from the waist down so his arms were free.  And that’s what I did.  So far, it’s worked!  I’m completely amazed!

Of course, now my SIDS radar has kicked in and I’m petrified that he’ll wiggle out of it and suffocate himself.

Jul 24 2007
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Manic Monday

Wow.  So glad today is a new day.  Yesterday was not very good.

It started out well.  Lil’ Monkey and I went to Dick’s to get a sports bra (since none of mommy’s pre-pregnancy sports bras fit her breastfeeding boobs! — see "Feeling really white" post).  Got the bra and headed home.

About 10 minutes away from home, I hear Monkey in the back in his car seat grunting.  They sounded like his usual "poop grunts" so I thought "he’ll need a new diaper when we get home".  WELL, about 5 minutes later he starts screaming and crying.  We’re close to home, so I pick up the speed and finally pull into our neighborhood.

When I go to get him out of the car, I realize why he had been screaming.  He pooped OUT THE SIDE OF HIS DIAPER AND ONESIE, ALL OVER THE CAR SEAT.  Not only that but he had put his hand in it and had smeared it all over his face, his body and the straps of the car seat.

Now I was truly surprised by my actions.  I suppose I had slept enough the night before because instead of being upset, I just kept laughing.  Unfortunately, Monkey did not find it so funny.  But he was a happy camper after I gave him a bath and a new clean diaper and clothes.

So Monday nights, as I mentioned in my previous post, are "raid" nights for DH.  So Monkey and I are pretty much on our own except for an hour or so around dinner.  Monkey decided to go into his "cycle" of being upset at about 8:30 (15 minutes into DH’s WoW raid).  I had fed Monkey, burped him, and DH had just changed his diaper before the raid.  I checked his diaper again and nothing.  I walked him around for several minutes in the two different ways he likes to be held when he’s upset like that. 

NADA, still upset.  So I decided to open a new toy that he received on Sunday. He’s screaming in his crib and I’m trying my darnest to get this thing out of it’s bullet-proof/child-proof packaging.  And then it happens.  The scissors slipped and I gouged my hand.  At first, I thought, "Okay, it’s just a minor cut".  But then when I went into the bathroom, I realized otherwise.  Blood was gushing out really fast and I just started crying.  Partly because it hurt, but partly because I knew this meant I’d have to get DH off the game, we’d have to go to the emergency room with Monkey in tow and that would take forever.  And then I’d have to watch Monkey with sore hand for a week or more.

Honestly, our local hospital hasn’t been that bad with the two emergency visits we’ve had in the past 45 days.  Last night, we were in at 8:45 and out by 10:00.  I got two stitches in my hand. 

It hurts still and I think it would hurt less if it weren’t right in the area where you bend your hand to pick up things.  So changing Monkey and doing other minor everyday chores have been really challenging today.

I just hope it’s all healed soon.  They said I could have the stitches out in 5-7 days.  So that was our Manic Monday.

Jul 17 2007
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Life is getting better

Life with Monkey is getting better.  The Zantac seems to be helping.  He still has his moments when he’ll curl up in a little red ball after feeding and act like he’s in pain.  I call him my ‘little kidney bean’ during those times.

I dropped my basket a bit last evening when he did the ‘cycle’ as I call it now.  On Sundays, Mondays and Wednesdays, DH has ‘raid’ nights where he is semi-obligated to participate in his World of Warcraft game.  We’ve been trying to make it so he can continue that but it’s been hard for me to take care of Monkey for that long of a stretch by myself. 

When Monkey’s having an acid reflux moment, he’ll feed for a long time, then be upset until the next feeding and possibly until the following feeding.  So it’s an endless cycle of feeding, changing diapers, walking and rocking — all the while Monkey is screaming, grunting or making milk gurgling noises loud enough that I can’ nd it possible to take a nap.  After about 4-6 hours of this, I tend to have hard time dealing.  Last night, I just broke down and cried while sitting on our bed rocking Monkey.  DH stopped playing and took him over for a bit which helped.  At the next feeding, he finally went down and slept for about 3 hours giving me a much needed break.

He’s becoming a little more alert during the day and early evenings.  Which is both good and bad.  It’s good because I like to see his little eyes open and his little brain working as he examines everything around him.  Plus, his ‘smiles’ seem to be turning into real smiles (or as the books call it, a social smile).  Even his eyes seem to ‘smile’ a bit.  It’s bad because he definitely wants attention and I want to give him attention, however, if he’s caused me to be up all night, it’s hard to muster up the energy and be happy about it.

But tonight, DH is going to take over for a couple hours and I’ll take a nap.  So maybe I’ll have the energy to play with Monkey tomorrow!

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