My husband E, a firefighter and fabulous cook, and I just welcomed our rainbow on July 17, 2013! While on the TTC rollercoaster, we tried to cross off "I've always wanted to do"s...Next up are the items for while baby is, well - a baby!
We're down to pumping twice a day, and this morning I only got 2oz...
(By the way - I tried finding pictures of "dried up" cows and when google wasn't producing, tried "skinny" cow - DUH forgot about that little brand with this little vixen - and she IS skinny and most likely not producing milk, so we're going with it!)
So Thanksgiving (yes, thanksgiving - I'm catching up and maybe by NewYears' will be current...)
Thanksgiving was great - at E's aunt's house where Ben enjoyed some apple puree:
He rocked his adorable turkey hat that SIL got him from Etsy:
Hung out with family (in between courses of stuffing our faces) like his Uncle C
and played with his Aunt K:
And stayed entertained by his Baby Einstein take-along-music-or-whatever-its-called (i.e. KeepsBabyQuietToy)
(Can you tell the holidays now revolve around baby?)
Had my company holiday party last night, which was just what I needed after a large audit at work that require I be in the office hours earlier than normal. (But long work day + party = ugly black eye shadows this morning...)
we have been caught up in a whirlwind of time, and it's marching on - we have a big cousin dinner this Saturday (during which E's adopted 16 & 17 year old sisters will be babysitting solo for the first time!)
Another holiday party next Wednesday, training sessions at work every other day, car shopping somewhere in there (2-door coupe does not work well with 1 - a carseat, and 2 - the snow.... Remember the stupid snowy driveway?!) for a 4WD or AWD vehicle, as well as nanny-shopping! (I will be officially back in the office 5 days a week any minute - I'm holding out as long as possible! but one of my babysitters has passed her boards - for cytology, whatever the hell that is... and will be leaving us any day, boooooo!)
And there's some big holiday breathing down our necks as well...
Speaking of - we received a mystery package the other day... from some company I'd never heard of, and upon opening it I discovered we were sent... a block of 5-year cheddar cheese.
No crackers, no sausage, just cheese... with no packing slip or who it was from...
Because I'm pretty sure I introduced my friend Dee to you all - we attempted, and then went bridal gown shopping for her last summer, and prepared for leaving Ben with IL's overnight for the first time during her wedding...
Well then she got married! (Ahem - almost three months ago.. WHAT?! I've been busy...)
(And I mooched off of her professional photographer's posing for the day...)
And we left baby overnight for the first time...
(ha - no picture here, but picture me nervously handing off baby and bottles and praying MIL doesn't decide to feed him whatever she decides is best, as opposed to what his mother requests!)
And after pampering, primping, and pumping, mommy got drunk for the first time in a year...
Some of the last shots of the night...
(And in case I didn't mention this before :
I woke up the next morning at the hotel at 7am HUGELY engorged, pumped 7-8 oz that, upon testing, were highly alcoholic and had to be dumped, boooooo....
We slept in a little longer, disposed of our hangovers at breakfast with greasy bacon and coffee, and headed home to relieve the babysitters - namely MIL.
Aaaaaand we walked into the house to Ben having his second bottle in just over 2 hours, after which, when MIL tried to burp him - he violently choked and threw up all over. AWESOME.)
And no, I'm not saying my "behind" is little.. (quite the opposite actually...)
How about - I'm just now getting 4-month pictures and such posted, and he'll be FIVE months in just 9 days...
at Four Months, likes to sit in his bumbo and watch the doggies:
When pulling himself to sitting with Mommy or Daddy's thumbs, he began pulling all the way up to standing!
Loves Sofie! We received her as a Secret Santa gift and Ben lights up into smiles whenever he sees her!
At his four month doctor's appointment, he measured in the 75th percentile for length - we knew he was a tall boy! He also rolled over on the table - his first time since he was two weeks old!
Likes to visit Daddy at work:
Loves reading Curious George with Daddy...
Loves to laugh and babble when he first wakes up in the morning - Mommy likes to listen through the monitor from bed =)
Loves baths with Mommy (and maybe that's better said "getting baths from mommy" - we don't bathe together... tub's not deep enough! lol)
True story - I woke up two mornings ago... I had decided the night before that I was not really getting engorged at all anymore (pumping sessions are slowly decreasing... and by slowly I mean - I went to three one day and basically two the next - and still am not getting but 3-4oz per pump.. boooooo)
So - wasn't getting engorged and thought I'd sleep sans bra or nursing pads (itty bitty t*tty club equals never needing to sleep in basically WEAR a bra... of course, pre-pregnancy and pre-nursing/pumping days...)
Aaaaaaaand woke up the next morning to a SOAKED T-shirt (like, all the way around to my back from sleeping on my side...) and soaked sheets.... yeesh!
Two weeks ago we visited my brother, wife and new baby in Seattle...
Ben was AMAZE-BALLS on the flights (6 hours!)
(The flight back was VERRRRY interesting, complete with two screaming toddler girls in the row in front of us, and an 8-year old boy who threw tantrums the entire flight and whose mother was very entertaining as she tried to controldsicipline bribe him...
Cherry on top was him* (the boy, not Ben) throwing up into a ziploc bag upon landing, and when I tried to hand mom some baby wipes to clean up with, she turned to me and said,
"No, my son has to UR-IN-ATE!"
Anyways - so Seattle:
We met my new niece!
We went to Pike's Market and saw the Gum Wall in Post Alley!
Not only did we SEE the gum wall, but prior to - we all lined up
in front of an old-fashioned gum-machine and chewed and prepared different
colors to contribute once we got to the Wall!
Yummy name-sake cupcake:
We toured (and drank!) at the Red Hook Brewery:
(Ben wasn't impressed...)
We wore those babies out in the four days we were there:
(ok so as typical lately, I started something that has taken longer than normal to finish... Yesterday marked one year, but bear with me)
A little over a year ago, as I was running low on hope and nearing an EDD for a precious angel baby, I posted about numbers...
and now there's a new tally:
170 OPKs since Nov 2011
250+ tampons and counting since May 2011 (first official cycle off BCP) 17 35+ HPTs since September 2011 2 7 U/S
1 saline sono. 1 lots of* Positive HPT *Lost count after the first week of taking them... 12 Pregnancies
Our new tally is one sweet, precious baby boy
And exactly one year ago [plus one day!] I found out I was pregant with you! I fell to my knees, tears flowing and blurring the two pink lines I could't stop staring at... my hands shook as I took picture after out-of-focus picture on my phone and Canon - as if documeting it would make it more real, a souvenir for when/if I woke up from this dream..
I peed on sticks far more than any one should (I should have bought stock in Wondfo!)
A former EDD that loomed like a lurking shadow for months, passed without much fanfare - at 6 weeks pregnant, I had you, my little snow pea, nestled in.
We saw you for the first time, your little blueberry heart beating away...
By the next time we checked in on you, you started to resemble a gummy bear - with waving arms and legs! We were ready to tell our families: two sets of excited grandparents and countless aunts, uncles and cousins...
We got to experience something for the first time - we were able to begin reassuring ourselves (daily, sometimes twice daily!) that your heart was steadily thrumming away on our can't-live-without-it Doppler..(and we celebrated when we passed out of the "your baby is the size if a prune!" stage... prunes - yuck!
And then we really saw you for the first time
Your little button nose made its first appearance, and we fell in love all over again...
Your daddy and I had an INCREDIBLE last pre-baby Valentine's Day (get your nasty minds out of the gutters, readers!) lol
We found out just exactly WHO belonged to that button nose - you were our baby BOY!
And then it started - the nursery prep (although very slow - a PGAL brain is hard to overcome...)
And the buying of baby things, and the next time we got to see you, when you passed your Antomy Scan with flying colors! (And we triple confirmed that yes, those WERE boy parts, and we finally were able to add some blue to the baby shopping cart!)
So, as I sit here on my work-from-home-day, with my sitter unable to make it last minute (with a legit reason, she is still awesome in my eys) I am committing what I'm sure a number of mothers would think a cardinal sin...
I'm listening to Ben laugh and giggle at Curious George on PBSKids. Yes, he's watching TV.
But at least it's not Sex&theCity (which, ok I may have had on once or twice when E is minutes from home after a long day and I'm about to lose my shit with a crying baby... He likes all the colorful fashion!)
I have so much work to get done today, I am keeping my fingers crossed that baby is as pleasant all day as he's been the past 2 hours... (haha - oh the irony, so much work to do and here I am blogging.... sshhhh)
Check out the sling we got this week!
(and do NOT check out my It's-7-am-I've-been-up-for-2-hours Look... thanks)
So "with grace"... we have begun to introduce formula... (Cardinal Sin #2 to some, I'm sure - suck it.)
When Ben slept 12 hours (I KNOW RIGHT?!) last Monday night, I ended up going 10ish hours without pumping, and I think that had a negative affect on my supply... screw think, I KNOW it had a negative affect. I went from out-pumping his feedings by about 3-4 oz a day, to taking a good 15-18oz hit on my freezer stash in a matter of days... I started to panic, and to be honest, think I've had a touch of PPA about the whole feeding/pumping/worrying-about-supply thing for a while...
Ok ask E and he'll tell you I went bonkers effin' crazy...
So now a feeding is 4/5th's BM and 1/5th formula. And I've added back 8oz to my freezer stash in the past 12hours...
And E has his sane, normal wife back!
Oh, I forgot - the trip to MA weekend before last! So when he wasn't crying out of boredom, or pooping all over, or then puking all over himself when we pulled off the highway and I was changing him out f the back of the car in some random parking lot, Ben did pretty good. (i.e. It was a looooong car ride... a normal 3.5 hours turned into 6...)
Moooom - who me?? look how angelic I am! Zzzzz...
And then last Thursday, Ben was a skeleton for Hallowen and we very lightly "trick-o-treated" - basically visited our close neighbors, becuse otherwise we were two grown-ass adults asking for free candy under the guise of "its for the baby!" who is 3 months old and has no teeth to eat candy with even if I did think it was ok to give an infant/toddler candy...
He partied and stayed up past bedtime, which made it so much fun later (HA yea right)...
But guys, his costume barely fit him... I've had to officially pack away the 3M sleepers for our tall boy! SAD MAMA!
(I mean, I'm glad he's growing.. but he's my baby! and growing means soon he'll be too big to be my baby! and by soon I mean years down the road, but it's really around the corner! eeeeeek!)
In the confessionl mood today, here's another one...
I've eaten today:
a bowl of cereal (frosted mini-wheats, healthy!)
banana (good so far right? oh just wait it gets so much better) three four cinamon buns
a handful of white chocolate chips
2 cups of coffee
and 1/2 of a leftover Sam Adams from last night...
aaaaaand I believe I hear Mr Ben now, waking from a lovely refreshing TWENTY MINUTE NAP.... (what happened to the 2 hours he does for the babysitters?!)
Oh and speaking of growing up too fasts... Check this sh*t out!