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Monday, December 7, 2009

Two Little

We had our ultrasound this morning, and happily found out that Ethan is going to be a big brother. 

Here are the ultrasound pictures.  The first pictures is the one with the "goods" (they're circled) and the next is a view of the baby's face looking at you and waving.  It didn't scan as well as I would like.  The third is a close-up of a foot, and then the legs crossed kind of at the ankle.

I guess I haven't blogged much about this little guy yet. (I haven't blogged much at all though, have I?)  He was a slight surprise (though not an unwelcome one) so it took a while to figure out his due date --May 1-- and get the good news out.  We had to absorb it ourselves first!  I've been calling him squishy (think Finding Nemo).

Little Squishy's weight was estimated at 11 ounces today, which is exactly on for gestational age.  The tech said everything looked fine to her and we'll hear the doctor's final determination within a few weeks. I expect nothing but good news.

 

 

 


Thursday, December 3, 2009

Salvation Army Pennies

Tonight I hurried through the walmart door to get Ethan out of the cold, passing the Salvation Army Bell Ringer with barely a glance.  And I felt guilty.  Especially when I realized that everyone around me was doing the same thing.  The thin, older gentleman with a scruffy face and worn clothes just kept ringing and smiling and greeting, but no one was greeting him back. 

I started wondering what must motivate the Salvation Army volunteers and I realized I have no idea, and want to find out.  But mostly I was thinking about what we're teaching our children when we have no time to stop and dig a few pennies out of our pockets for the less fortunate.  I looked down and my rosy cheeked, bundled, obvlivious little one-year old and knew that he had no idea.  I knew that he would have no idea what was going on if I had stopped.  But what stopped me, was the fear that next year I would be looking at my two year old and thinking same thing, and feeling but ignoring the same guilt.  And the year after that, a three year old and so on.

So, even though he had no idea what I was talking about, as we started our grocery shopping adventure, I had a little talk with Ethan.  I told him about the people who needed our help, and promised that on the way out of the store we would stop, dig some change of out mommy's wallet and I would show him how it all worked.

And we did.

Freezing cold though it was, Ethan smiled, waved and watched as I poured a handful of change into the red bucket and exchanged holiday greetings.  But I think he understood the bell-ringer's enthusiasm, and the way the air seemed to change a little as he waved goodbye and we hurried to the car in the crisp wind, high on the feeling of holiday giving and the anticipation of the holidays.

I think we started a little tradition tonight.  I can't wait until he is old enough to proudly put his own pennies in the bucket all by himself, and can experience all of the joy that such a simple act can bring.  I hope that Salvation Army Pennies are only the beginning of developing him into a generous, caring and unselfish little man.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

There's nothing like being a mommy...

Really.  There's nothing like:
  • ...getting your nose quite forcefully wiped with the (formerly clean) sock that someone just noisily blew his own into.
  • ...being fed goldfish after goldfish and watching his joyful smile as you crunch each one.
  • ...sitting in the walmart aisle for 20 minutes playing with walk/ride toys trying to figure out which one he likes best.
  • ...getting bopped in the head with a big roll of birthday wrapping paper that he insists on holding.
  • ...getting a slightly slobbery but totally unexpected baby kiss.
  • ...waking up 45 minutes before the alarm and not being allowed to go back to sleep until you're both fully dressed, sitting on the couch with baby and you both fall asleep while taking 'just a minute' to cuddle.
  • ...hearing "Momom" come out of his mouth, whether he wants something or is just stating a fact.
  • ...watching him head to the kitchen with a diaper and feeling your heart swell with pride that he's picking up on the correct use of the trash can.  And then following to find him dipping it in the dog water.
All of these snippets have ben brought to you from our day today... and it's not even over!

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Teeny Baby Pancakes

It's such a well-known fact that it's become cliche: at some point, kids decide they're ashamed of their parents and want nothing to do with them.  Of course, I'm going to be an exception to the rule.  But, today while I was cooking Ethan breakfast and singing him a made-up song about 'Little Teeny Baby Pancakes' I started to get an inkling of why I too would be that parent someday.

For now I'm content to sing him silly songs and watch him bounce his little teeny baby bottom up and down on his little teeny baby legs while I do.

And, we're back - The obligatory Introduction

I'm not sure this blog needs a lot of explaination. It's my long-overdue way of continuing to blog after a semi-traumatic privacy invasion event over on The Diary Of A Bean. Although, expecting privacy on a semi-public blog is a bit odd, I just didn't expect it to be found. I irresponsibly placed the link in a location where it was found by someone who isn't invited into my personal life.

SO I don't know if this is the best solution but I've made a new account and imported the old one over here.  Like the old one, this blog is public but the link isn't published and it shouldn't be searchable. I do encourage my friends to share it with friends. I don't intend to post a lot of secrets here, and I'll try to refrain from posting anything that will upset the people who aren't my friends...

The matter of the name: The name of this blog will probably change again couple of times. I've put of starting it for so long because I didn't know what to call it. Maybe I'll should have a contest for the best name.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

The Blog is Dead

Or so it seems, right?


I have been away for so long. The increased security has made it difficult for people to read, and thus discouraging for me to bother writing when I know no one may even read it anyway.


It's not that nothing has happened though. Oh no. So much has happened. So much that when I think about trying to catch up it gets discouraging, and I find even less motivation to write. So... the lazy Blogger's solution?


Lists. Again.


Florida.

Disney, Universal Orlando - the whole works.

It was awesome.

We'll go back.

Never again in July.


Summer is over.

Girls have gone back to their mom's.

The weather is changing (amazingly enough. Usually Fall doesn't arrive until Halloween.)



Ethan is 10 months old.

He is Amazing.

He has 4 teeth.

He crawls (Finally...the commando crawl has served him well all this time.)

He eats "table food" as much as we will let him.

He says "momomomom" and "dadadadada" more specifically each day.

He pulls up and cruises along everything.

He 'facebooks' almost as much as mom and dad do.


Can you believe this kid??

Friday, July 10, 2009

A Day in the Life

Dear Ethan,

 

Your mommy is lousy.  For some reason, I just realized that I haven’t updated your baby book in quite a while.  Your first tooth, sitting up on your own and your first real big-boy food are as of yet undocumented on real paper.  Even the sticker from your six month checkup is still in (a very safe place in) my purse.  I mean, just yesterday I saw you pull yourself up to a semi-standing position for the first time, and I didn’t run home and write it down.  In fact, I didn’t even put it up on the little blog that I originally started just for you, to prevent this very thing from happening.  Instead as soon as I picked you up we had to go to the library, pick up the girls and get them a snow-cone (which you thought was awesome for a few minutes before it made your mouth cold and you started yelling at me).  When we got home we played together and watched the new Signing Time DVD we got at the library, I cooked dinner and mopped part of the kitchen floor (while you played in your jumper and yelled at me for leaving you alone), then we ate.  Then daddy got home and even though you played with him for a while you were already very tired (and started yelling at me again.)  So instead of giving you a bath like I planned, I put you to bed, which was still later and took much longer than I planned. Even though you could barely keep your eyes open you were intent on fighting sleep, (and did a bit more yelling.)  I’m sure you’re amazed that once you were finally asleep I still didn’t go straight for the baby book.  As much as I love hanging out with you, I was just relieved to have a minute of peace and quiet so I hung out with daddy for a little while before I realized how late it was and fixed your bottles so that I could go to sleep myself.

 

Today though I had this scary daydream about you bringing me your mostly empty baby book and asking me why I never bothered to fill it out, so I’m going to try really hard to make sure I get it done.  But maybe you could do your part and not yell at me while I’m doing it?  Thanks, that would be great.

 

Love,

 

Mommy 

 

 

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Where Bailey Goes....






Because they are totally buds.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Two Words

Disney. World.

Okay. This is obviously going to be a post that's more than two words. But those are the most important two. For years we have discussed taking the girls to Disney but we've never been able to either come up with or justify the large chunk of cash it would take.

It all started during the superbowl when Darrell saw a commercial for the Universal Heros Sweepstakes. (I don't know if anyone remembers the one with the kid going through the streets in the superman cape.) Well, sometime around April I think he got an e-mail that he was a winner of a trip for four to Universal Studios in Orlando. Round trip airfare, hotel and park tickets. Well, after lots of waiting for news, we finally got a letter with details and Universal helped us set up our travel dates. They kindly gave us the dates we requested, even though they didn't fall in the 8 week notice they require and what's more, they set up our airfare so that we can stay in Orlando for an entire week. This will enable us to spend a few days at the Universal Parks and then head on over to Disney.

Now, I know that sounds a little wrong, but we fully intend to enjoy Universal Studios. We'll go to the parks and play in the pool and spend many, many dollars on their wonderful food, I'm sure. But it would be a travesty to be so close and not go see the wonderful world of Disney.

So, after we've soaked up all we can at Universal, we're going to get in a cab and head over to Disney World. We've booked our rooms and paid for our meal plan. We're slowly starting to map out our itinerary.

We're so stinkin' excited.

And so very, very blessed.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Tipping the pizza guy

So Saturday night we decided to order pizza, which is not so different than any other weekend.  We paid with a check card but I had a couple of bucks in my wallet so I got one out for the tip.  I distinctly remember it being a crisp, new bill because it was kind of thick and hard to separate from the others of its kind.  Sunday morning Darrell asked Bailey to run out and take the pizza boxes to the trash, and seconds later she was back in the house yelling ‘look what I found on the ground!’  It was a crispy new dollar bill that had been loosely crumpled and she was so excited about it that she’d dumped the pizza boxes on the ground and had to go back to retrieve them once she calmed herself. 

 

Darrell’s speculation is that the pizza guy, who apparently gave a bit of a dirty look when handed the dollar, crumpled it and tossed it away.  I hope that’s not the case and the poor guy just missed his pocket as he was putting it away.  But the fact remains that the dollar I gave him seems to have somehow ended up on the ground (either that or a really weird coincidence took place on our front porch.)  And the question is now on my mind.  How much is an appropriate pizza delivery tip?  We have always tipped a dollar usually plus the silver change.  (IE if it’s 18.75 we give the guy a $20 and tell him no change.)  I figure that since the pizza place is already tacking on a $2.00 delivery charge (Actually that’s the low end of the spectrum) they should be responsible for giving their delivery personnel a decent wage.  If we order pizza and it’s sleeting, or the guy has to brave a tornado to get it to us we gladly bump it up to at least $2 depending on the level of peril he had to endure during his journey. 

 

If I’m wrong, someone set me straight – please.

 

Honestly I could be stuck in a time-warp where a $1 delivery tip is parallel to leaving two pennies on the table for a bad waitress.  I’d be the first to admit that I’m still not really used to how much things cost these days – I get rudely jerked back to reality every time I ‘pick up a couple of things for dinner’ at the grocery store and make a $50 dent in my checking account. 

 

And lastly, I have to say that if this alleged act did occur, I would find it despicable.  I think any person who is busy working for a living deserves a certain amount of my respect and I wouldn’t ever talk down to or in any way be purposely offensive to them based solely on their station.  However, I would find it incredibly offensive if a person holding the title of pizza delivery agent thought him or herself too good for my $1 tip.  =) 

 

PS - I know it’s all hypothetical because we don’t know what happened.  It just got me thinking, and when I think, I ramble.  What an unfortunate discovery for the suckers who have made it to the end of this post and are thinking they will never get that five minutes of their life back.  My apologies.  To the rest… how much do you tip?

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Father's Day

Of course today is Father's day. I know it's all about Darrell but it's kind of a particularly cool day for me considering I now have the most precious gift, AKA Ethan, to thank him for. The girls and I shopped for an OU polo that he's been wanting, and I had also picked up a shirt and tie that he'd had his eye on (which he discovered on his own even before they leaked the secret to him. I was notorious in my family because of my knack for guessing/discovering gifts. I have nothing on Darrell.) I feel like that was a woefully small offering compared to what he deserves. However, to compensate I did pick up an ice cream cake (his request) and managed to successfully put a big breakfast on the table. He requested french toast which I had never made for him (and required an early morning trip to the store to find the right bread after I realized my misdirection yesterday) and all the regular breakfasty things like scrambled eggs and hashbrowns and bacon.

Darrell's Dad made an appearance after church and we cooked out. He's not always overly involved when it comes to family so we actually haven't seen him for a couple of months. I'd say it was a mostly pleasant visit but the coolest things that came out of it was him letting me scan a picture of Darrell as a baby that he carries in his wallet. It's probably one of the only pictures of him in existence now, at least as far as his dad knows. We need to ask some other relatives (Joe??) if they have any pictures of him as a baby or little kid and try to build a little history.

Anyway, take a look:


All day I've been looking for a picture to illustrate how much this looks like Ethan, but I can't find a good one. The thing is, it just does. He's my boy and I know him. The little smile, the slanty eyes and the cute, pookie little cheeks. I don't think I have any pictures of myself quite this young but I know the resemblance isn't nearly as strong.

So yeah, Boy looks like his daddy :)

Mr. Ethan's mobility is becoming an increasing problem around here. Despite the middle of the living room floor being a smorgasboard of toys he is constantly exploring the outer limits. His first destination is the stereo on the entertainment center (mommy having moved all of the small things up high.) After being repeatedly pulled away and smashing his face into the carpet screaming, he sets his sights on the opposite end of the room which opens to the kitchen. He power scoots accross the carpet and if he doesn't get distracted by any flip-flops lying randomly around he finds the dog's water waiting enticingly just past where the carpet meets the tile. He splashes around in it until he gets rudely interrupted by mom, dad or one of the sisters and repeats the crying screaming and crawling back routine.

Someone told me recently that babies don't have object permanence which means they don't keep the image of a person or object in their mind but regardless if Ethan has the exact object in his mind, he sure knows the locations he should head toward for some extra thrills.

So today, after spending a good hour crawling around on the floor and chasing Ethan around the living room, I moved the pack and play from its seldom used spot in our bedroom out in front of the fireplace. I really don't intend for him to spend his every waking moment there, but I need him to have a 'safe space' so that I can use the bathroom with a little peace of mind.

Speaking of peace of mind, the girls have been a tremendous help with the baby since they got here for the summer. They are big enough, and he is big enough that they can safely move him around, and he's so interactive now it's much more fun than when he was tiny. Of course we've had to have several safety centered talks about dos and don'ts, and from my observation it seems like they've absorbed at least most of what I've told them. I trust them to the point that I'm willing to leave him playing with them on the floor while I go take a shower, and they're careful not to get distracted and leave him alone. In fact, this morning, with Darrell still asleep they convinced me it was okay to leave them with him while I ran to the store so I didn't have to pack them all up and drag them into the store at 7:45. In truth I know they just wanted to play Super Smash Bros. in their PJs, but I went ahead and trusted them, knowing Darrell had already been awake and wasn't sleeping too heavily. When I got home, Ethan was cranky and they were both lovingly bent over the swing where they had put him. They were duly concerned but neither of them acted panicked or like anything was terribly out of the ordinary. Darrell was in the shower and had no idea I'd left. Oops. I figured for sure he'd hear the garage and didn't go in to tell him that I was leaving. They did a good job though, and it seems like they always do, despite the little jealous comments they have made to Darrell. I don't know what's up with that but I hope we can work through it soon...


And speaking of responsibility, I was pretty impressed with the girls ability to keep things together Friday night when Darrell and I were both hit with some sort of little bug. Probably the same thing that sent Ethan home from daycare Wed after having reportedly been throwing up. Ethan was fine with Darrell all of that day aside from some diarreah, but Friday Darrell woke up feeling bad, and it hit me a couple of hours later. We both worked a full day but by the time we got home we needed some sleep. Darrell got a nap in, then mowed the yard while I put the baby to sleep and then we both hit the hay around 8. Bailey had been doting on us, bringing us glasses of water and getting blankets when Darrell mentioned being cold, and after we went to bed she came in a couple of times to check on us -- interrupting my attempts at sleep but her intentions were good at least. For an 8 and 10 year old who have a hard time remembering to brush their own teeth or turn lights off when the leave a room, they came through beautifully. They bragged to us the next morning about how they had locked up all the doors and turned the TV and all the lights off before putting themselves to bed. I do remember them sneaking in for their hugs and kisses at some point.

Anyway, we were both nearly back to 100% by Saturday morning so it was thankfully very short-lived. The girls didn't get bothered by it at all, so that's a very good thing.

Okay, this post has become a novel, as often is the case, but what can I say. Sometimes I just have a lot to say...

PS - Liz since you borrowed a page out of my blog book recently I decided to borrow one from yours as well :)

Friday, June 12, 2009

Seven Months

It's hard to believe that my sweet boy will be seven months old in just less than a week. He's now an official member of the 'big babies' since he is sitting up and scooting around the room with pretty decent ease. It's almost a little sad, although when I see him chilling out on the floor with a bucket full of little toys dumped over in his lap I can't help but get all warm and fuzzy. Even better is the smile he breaks out in when he sees me.

I absolutely love my life.


Here is a picture I took a few weeks ago. Ethan is already taking lessons in the fine art of video game obsession.



And a couple of Ethan that I took yesterday.





Playing so hard is lots of work.

Saturday, June 6, 2009

There is a reason why I never make decisions. Especially when it comes to "where do you want to eat." See, I live under this curse which causes my 'choice' to suddenly have a case of the worst service or quality ever. It happens all the time. It's like my own little Murphy's law. If I ever actually choose something, whatever can go wrong will.

Take Primos. I LOVE Primos d'italia. They have this great herb bread loaf that's all warm and soft and... well, herby. Perfect oil, good service and an absolutely amazing pasta dish: Asiago Spinach Pasta, which has spinchach and chicken and all sorts of goodness in it. I love this place but Darrell, who introduced me to in to begin with, is less into Italian than several other choices so I usually try to get my friends to go with me.

So, my rotation is ending and the office I'm working in wanted to take me and the other intern out to lunch and wanted us to pick the place. I tried to get out of it, I really did but when someone brought up Primos I just said "let's go there."

So yesterday was the lunch. It was awful. The bread was crusty, the service was slow (even though there was a table of 16 of us, the place was pretty empty otherwise), and the kitchen was out of Pineapple. They brought all the plates out at random different times so some of us were eating and some were watching others eat. The worst though was Stan, who is my cube-mate. He didn't get his food until the rest of us were nearly done eating. He ended up asking for it to go and thankfully they had the good sense not to even bring him a bill. But seriously.

Anyway, that's not the first time. Seems like every time I take someone to a place I enjoy I end up apologizing for it... what is up with that?

Anyway, having lunch away from the office with everyone was nice. Even our squadron director came, which I wasn't expecting. It's interesting to see how different personalities can be away from the pressure of work.

Now, on to the weekend! Ethan is feeling much better, having shared his cold or whatever it was with me. The girls want to have a cookout with Marty and Reanon and the kids so we'll probably give them a call and see if they are busy and then tonight we will probably go to the Drive-in Movie theater and see Night at the Museum. I'm a little nervous about how EJ will do since it doesn't start until 9 pm, but I'm hoping we can just get him to sleep through it. Other than that I think we'll be doing some housework, yardwork and general all around work. Have to get the girls ready for their day camp that starts on Monday. So, yay.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Six Month Portraits

Darrell took Ethan and got his pictures taken for my Mother's Day gift. I was appropriately thrilled, especially since Ethan had been sick. Here are a few of the shots I loved the most.







This one was the main shot that he picked out. Love the little sideways grin.





















Monday, June 1, 2009

The Scooter

Ethan has finally picked up the art of scooting. It's hilarious, he looks kind of like a seal, arching his back and relying mostly on his arms and body movement to propel him along. After a couple of days he is now beginning to get his feet into the action, but just barely. I've got to get a video before he reall picks up the technique.
His first instinct when he sees something he wants is still to roll, which of course puts him farther away, but really he's getting better.

Said child just spit up on my leg and then took off accross the living room floor after something that interested. ...one minute while I investigate a noise coming from a spot beside the couch which I can't see... Oh joy. He scooted to the kitchen and discovered the dog water in the time it took me to write a couple of sentences.

Redirect, redirect, redirect..... My mantra for the days and weeks to come is already playing in my head like an annoying song.

Friday, May 29, 2009

So, the blog...

has quite obviously gone private. It makes me a little sad because I feel like people won't be as likely to read it now, but it had to be done. Someday maybe I'll be able to be one of those cool bloggers who doesn't have to worry about it but now is not the time.

So, I've been a little discouraged, but I know if I don't keep up the writing my poor little bloggy will die a quick death. I certainly don't want that, so here I am!

Anyway -- I had to take off work early today because Ethan was inconsolable at daycare and they called me to come get him. I haven't really figured out what was wrong though, because Darrell took him to the Dr. and it isn't his ears. He seems to be feeling okay now, though he's still kind of cranky so we'll see how he does tomorrow. Darrell has a class this weekend so it's me and the boy for the weekend. Then on Monday evening we're picking up the girls and we'll be a family of 4 for some part of the summer at least. :)

Friday, May 15, 2009

Something to smile about

I've been informed that I've become a Sap. It's true, and I don't mind. So, in that vein... a new list.

Things that made me smile this week, in no particular order:

  • Darrell going out to get chinese, even though he didn't want it.
  • A military mom at the daycare, obviously tired from working a full day, taking time to skip up and down the sidewalk a few times with her son before putting him in the car.
  • An older couple exchanging a quick parting kiss in the parking lot.
  • The smell of sugar cookies.
  • Ethan cooing and giggling at Ty every time he sets eyes on him, and then recoiling when Ty licks him in the face.
  • Hearing from an old friend and finding out that she is also doing the mommy thing these days.
  • The "It's a girl!" text message from Kevin after Jaime's appt. today
  • Seeing my husband recognized for a job well-done and knowing that I am married to a good man.
  • Ethan's horrified face when I offered him another taste of big-boy food. (Apparently the first time was a fluke, or he's changed his mind between now and then, because he was SO disgusted with me tonight.)

Thursday, May 14, 2009

lately

There has been a whole heck of a lot going on in my head lately. Somehow though, I’ve had a hard time sitting down in front of the computer to blog it. I still find ways to compulsively show my life, in the form of tweets and facebook status updates --the subject of another blog post that has been brewing in my head—but am rarely in the frame of mind to crank out more than those 140 characters in any given moment.

So, here I sit, with one million new things to tell the blog world, but no idea where to begin. I know that if I write, in detail, about every little occurrence that I think should be shared no one will still be reading by the end. Enter, the Twitter inspired blog-list. I don't promise to strickly adhere to the character limit though, since I'm too lazy to count and blogger doesn't do it for me.
  • Ethan: had another double ear infection that put him out of commission for three days, still travels only by rolling and tried big-boy food for the first time on Monday.
  • Mother’s Day: Darrell bravely took the ailing baby for portraits, and happily, even got into a couple of the shots. I’m totally the luckiest mommy in the world.
  • Darrell: Finished the semester from H-E-doublehockeysticks with A’s and B’s. I’m so proud, and feel like we both deserve a round of strong alcoholic beverage. We’d settle for a night out together though.
  • Random: I can never spell the word ‘alcohol’ right the first time. Same with ‘Restaurant.’ This is why we have spell-check.
  • Work: Some of the challenges are making me want to crawl under a rock, but I’m just so grateful that there are challenges.
  • Girls: Will be here for the summer on the 24th. So happy about that but we’re scrambling to make plans for them during the day while we work.
  • Sports: For some reason we watch basketball now.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Water Baby

Ethan, I have discovered, loves the shower. Sometimes instead of giving him a bath (which he also loves) I just bring him into the shower with me after I've washed my hair. He reaches over my shoulder to put his hand in the water, and when I turn so that the full force of the shower is on his back, he is completely content. He even lets me lean him back into the water to rinse his head off and doesn't seem to mind a little water getting on his face. Hopefully this means we can get him started early and he'll be the swimmer that Darrell and I definitely aren't.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Boobie Biters

So, Ethan started getting terribly fussy this afternoon, an hour or so after he woke up from his nap. I couldn't really figure it out, so I just went with it. Finally this evening, when I was watching him alternately yelling at and trying to chew a burp cloth to death I stuck my finger in his mouth to rub his gummies. That's when I discovered tooth number TWO. The first one has barely finished coming through completely and he already has another.
I've realized that I'm a little paranoid about being bitten, even though technically, WHILE he's nursing he can't bite me. I could get technical, but basically his tongue is in the way. It's when he gets bored with nursing, or is teething of course, that he might decide to do a little chomping. He has done that a little, but I'm keeping an eye on him...
In other news, I finally replaced the hard drive in my laptop, going from 80 GB to 300. It's nice to know I'm not going to run out of room for the one million pictures I take of Ethan daily. Like this cute one, where he's practicing his sitting-up skills

And this one, which we took today. We were just chilling together because Darrell was at drill all day. Chilling, way earlier than I would have wanted to be up though. Ethan woke up when Darrell left at 6 am and refused to go back to sleep. In fairness, that's in keeping with our normal weekday schedule, but I'd really have loved to get a little extra sleep. As it was I gave up hope and got out of bed about 7:30.


Wednesday, April 29, 2009

A Step in the Right direction

Okay, so I didn't realize how long my post had gotten last night until I reread it today. Whew, I can get so long-winded.

Today was great though. I got in touch with the woman I met at the gym and was so pleasantly surprised to find out that she is not far from me at all, and the little room she is going to let me use is absolutely perfect! It's a teeny little room, so not going to be high in demand, and it's easy-peasy to schedule. We just write ourselves into the book on the door for about a week in advance. Arlene (that's her name) said that occasionally she'll give us a call and try to reschedule something but it's rare. I am so, so, so happy. It's such a hassle to call every day to schedule the conference room, and even though the scheduler of the room is very helpful, I feel like I'm putting her out.

I confess, I was tired of the hassle today and just decided to pump in the bathroom. For some reason, the perfect system that I was using before was a disaster today. The pump kept trying to fall off of the place I normally prop it, and the whole time I was trying to pump there were these girls cleaning/restocking the bathroom and yammering really loudly about themselves, their marital status and that weird noise. So.... I guess it serves me right for heading back to the bathroom after I'd determined not to pump there again. I'm such a weakling :)

I've talked to a few people about my 'project' and have gotten some good ideas, but also the idea that it's going to take a while to get anything done. I guess I knew that. However, I'm going to start keeping notes and compiling a list of whatever breastfeeding resources I do come accross. Eventually maybe I can be a help to someone.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Backing up a little...

I realized after my short post this morning that it made no sense. Sometimes I map out a post in my head when I'm driving, or at work, or otherwise occupied and then never actually get around to writing it. Actually that happens quite a bit. With that being the case though, it's amazing how many hours I have spent staring at the blank expanse of the "new post" window and wondering what the heck I should write about.

Anyway I had intended to write a post about work and the breastfeeding atmosphere this weekend but I never got around to it.

It's not that it's such a terrible environment. I would say I'm actually quite fortunate to work in such a flexible environment while breastfeeding. As long as I work 8 hours a day within a flexible timeframe, no one really questions me. I can take breaks to pump, and if my 'lunch' at the daycare runs late I can just work a few minutes extra to make up for it.

So, the issue is definitely not lack of time, and since that's probably the biggest issue that most working, pumping moms face, I know I'm fortunate. Insanely so. The issue though, is a lack of facilities and formal support. Aside from a memo that basically says moms who choose to breastfeed and pump should be given time to do so in accordance with the limited duty regulations etc. there is not an actual policy regarding accommodations and support. SO I've been calling around and uncovered absolutely nothing. The problem is this: I know that there are rooms where moms pump. One of the clinics actually has a pumping room complete with pumps, the moms just have to bring their own accessory kit. A woman I met at the gym said that there is a conference room that pumping moms can schedule a time to use.

So, the resources that do exist can't be found. I've decided to make it my mission to raise some awareness and hopefully get a formalized policy in place. I'd like to see a resource webpage as well as a designated point of contact, so that new moms, new employees who are new moms and moms who may be in an unfamiliar building can find what's available. How awful would it be to find out there was a resource available when you had been pumping in an icky bathroom stall?

I did pump in a bathroom stall the first several weeks I was on the job. It was easier than trying to forge a relationship with the woman down the hall who schedules the conference room. As a brand new employee I was intimidated and felt bad enough sneaking away from my desk. A couple of weeks ago I decided I was done pumping in the bathroom just based on principle. So, save a week and a half when I was in training where I did pump in the very nice bathroom lounge thingy, I've been calling to use the conference room and even using my boss's office since she is out of town. After she gets back I'll obviously have to find some other arrangements when the one conference room I have access to is booked. Thankfully I already have a couple of leads on some other rooms.

Obviously though, it's a never-ending process just to have a place to pump. And it's exhausting. And time consuming.

So anyway (picture my mental headshake as I try to recover from distraction for the millionth time), last week someone I met while pumping in the bathroom forwarded me an e-mail that went out asking managers to get feedback and provide information on whether the current breastfeeding situation is adequate or whether an official policy needs to be implemented. I don't know if it was sent to my chain of command but I couldn't resist sending a rather long-winded e-mail giving my two-cents and requesting more info. I got a nice e-mail back from the EEO lady today thanking me for my comments and saying she had added them to what she submitted. Good thing she was so nice about it... I was hoping I hadn't overstepped my bounds since she wasn't in my group. I'm still trying to figure out how that works.

Soo.... that's what's going on in my mind these days :)

Yay

I got a positive response from the EEO rep regarding my long e-mail about breastfeeding. All she is doing is passing it up the chain but it's still encouraging to find some people 'in my corner' on the issues and changes that need to be made in the workplace. I know that it could be way worse, and I really have it pretty great (as I sit in my bosses office pumping right now) but I want to raise awareness and support for all the mothers that may not have such fortune. More on this later...

Monday, April 27, 2009

TOOTH!

Ethan finally has the tooth he's been working on for what seems like months now. I was letting him chew on my finger earlier (sanitary, I know) when I felt its little rough edge in his lower gum. While my first thought was "it's about time!" I know that it's honestly a little on the early side for a tooth. Some babies don't get them until way later and he really has no need for it. But I'm glad it's here since it's been bothering him so much. Sunday night he was a regular bear on the way to take the girls back. Going and coming I had to stop and nurse him, even though he nursed right before we left, and while we were waiting for their mom to show up.

Now hopefully he won't decide to test out that new tooth on his favorite mommy.

I'm continually amazed by how quickly he's growing... It's awesome and scary all at the same time. I don't want my baby to be gone too quickly.

Friday, April 24, 2009

What socks are good for:

Yes, those are socks in his mouth. Yes, they just came off of his feet. It's impossible lately to keep socks on Ethan's feet so I've pretty much given up. He either pulls them off or kicks them off and he's very quick and efficient at either method. At least the weather is warm enough now. The last couple of days have been downright hot. I went to babies r us last night with Jaime to help her with her registry. I don't think I helped that much, but I did buy a rail for the bed so that I don't risk Ethan toppling over the side. Honestly I wish it wasn't quite so long... I have about 16 inches at the foot of the bed to crawl in and out... But I don't think the smaller one would have worked since our mattress is so tall. Regardless I can now sleep at night, and I'll be able to roll over. I've been sleeping on my right side for months =)

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Ethan and I are chilling today. My training class had to be split up for an exercise, so I had the morning off. First thing he did was try to do a nose-dive off of the bed, but thankfully I managed to grab his ankle as he pitched forward. Even though disaster was averted, it scared the crap out of me. Since I don't foresee kicking him out of the bed right now, I'd probably better look into getting a rail that I can attach to the side. I'll check that out at Babies R us tonight.

I finally had time this morning to call the Mother's Milk Bank of North Texas to find out about donation. After a quick screening they agreed to send me the paperwork for blood tests and I'll be all set to drop my milk off. I have a huge amount of frozen milk right now...they asked for a commitment to donate at least 100 ounces. I could probably double that out of the freezer stash and keep going from there. :) I definitely plan to keep plenty around in case I need it for any reason, but this will ensure that none of it goes to waste. The milk is pasteurized and then sold through prescription for premature and other needy babies. Honestly, I don't like the idea of the milk being sold after it's processed, but I don't have a way to get it into needy hands on my own. What's most important is that it will still be going to babies who would otherwise be getting formula, instead of sitting in my freezer. That gives me a very good feeling.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Rollin, rollin, rollin.... [a picture story]

Look at me... I'm so cute. And Innocent, of course.



Hmmm..... What's this?

[why are you looking at me like that? I can't crawl, remember?]


WHAT?!? I'm just lying here. Lying here twiddling my thumbs.... Right where I've been all night.


You give me way too much credit. Look at me just chilling here. My hand is just making random movements and I'm not about to roll over again. Don't worry about a thing.



What's this? No one is watching... Make a run, errr, ROLL for it!



Muhahahaha! Sweet success. Shoe leather, meet the teething baby gums.



**Please note: No shoes were harmed (or chewed on) in the making of this mini-drama**

Thursday, April 16, 2009

6 pictures for you

Here are some more pictures of just Ethan. Please excuse my PJs.... I
wasn't really dressed for the occasion when he discovered Ty for the
first time.


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These pictures were sent with Picasa, from Google.
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Ethan and Darrell

The first four pictures are sort of an obvious progression while Ethan
fought sleep. He was being a fussy-pooh when Darrell got home from
work so they lay down on the couch together while I snapped some
pictures.

Aren't they cute?


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Fw:PictureMail

I took some cute pictures of Ethan earlier this week, and i'll get them posted up here soon but this is just one I have on my phone. I took him back to the dr. on Tues and thankfully his ears are totally clear. The antibiotic has given him diarreah and a rash so I am so glad that it's gone and he is better. Hopefully we can enjoy some time with him being well. He is still congested off and on but I think that is mostly allergies. He is at such an amazing stage right now. So interactive and playful, exploring the world around him. It's awesome but then I'm sure I'll be saying that for the rest of his life, right?

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Mobile Blogging

I think I finally have mobile blogging set up so I can send little updates and pictures to the blog from my phone. Facebook and twitter updates have kind of taken the place of blogging lately because it's easy to do from my phone while I'm pumping or sitting in the car, or taking a break or what-have you. I can't really blog from work anymore, which is a big reason the blogging has cut down. (And honestly, I'd be too busy to do it anyway.) So here's to more frequent updates!

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Nursing by Numbers: How Breastfeeding Boosts the National Economy

A great article borrowed from Mothering.com http://mothering.com/articles/new_baby/breastfeeding/nursing-by-numbers.html

It's encouraging to note the stat that indicates breastfeeding rates "increased from 64 to 74 percent, and from 29 to 43 percent at six months." Hoorah!

~~Cilla


Nursing by Numbers: How Breastfeeding Boosts the National Economy
By Olivia Campbell
Web Exclusive, April 2009

Forget about retail therapy, breastfeeding is an economic stimulator that's completely free. According to USDA research, infant formula-feeding exacts a toll on national pocketbooks.

"Breastfeeding and the provision of breastmilk exclusively for the first 6 months? promises the United States improved health of both its citizens and its economy," the US Breastfeeding Committee said in response to the USDA report.

Most people understand how nursing benefits baby's health and parent's finances, yet few people realize the extent to which breastfeeding benefits the mother's health and how this all spells savings for the entire nation.


In 2001, the USDA concluded that if breastfeeding rates were increased to 75 percent at birth and 50 percent at six months, it would lead to a national government savings of a minimum of $3.6 billion. This amount was easily an underestimation since it represents savings in the treatment of only three of the dozens of illnesses proven to be decreased by breastfeeding: ear infections, gastroenteritis, and necrotizing enterocolitis.

"Choosing to give your baby formula results in an increased risk for ear infections, for diabetes, for leukemia and so on. We as a nation need to understand that it is not that breastfeeding lowers the rate of sudden infant death syndrome (SIDS), but that choosing to feed an infant formula increases his risk of sudden infant death syndrome," said Stacy Kucharczk, a certified lactation consultant and pediatric nurse.

The Centers for Disease Control and Prevention's 2008 breastfeeding report card found that since 2000, breastfeeding of newborns has increased from 64 to 74 percent, and from 29 to 43 percent at six months. However, at one year, only 21 percent of babies continue to be breastfed. The American Academy of Pediatrics (AAP) recommends breastfeeding for at least one year. The World Health Organization recommends breastfeeding for two years.

The AAP says each formula-fed infant costs the healthcare system between $331 and $475 more than a breastfed baby in its first year of life. The cost of treating respiratory viruses resulting from not breastfeeding is $225 million a year.

"Insurance companies should realize that covering a home visit by a board certified lactation consultant would result in significant healthcare savings down the road," said Kucharczk. "Savings in the short-term for decreased pediatric health care visits for common acute illnesses, such as ear infections, gastrointestinal illnesses, and upper respiratory infections to name a few. Savings in the long-term from lower rates of chronic illnesses, such as diabetes, asthma, certain types of childhood cancers, and obesity—as well as lower rates of premenopausal breast cancer and ovarian cancers in the mother."

Health benefits for the nursing mother include a reduction in risk of many cancers and other serious diseases, during and after lactation. The key to achieving the maximum benefit to the baby, mother, and the economy appears to be extended breastfeeding, which is nursing for more than just six months or one year.

"We need to help mothers understand that extended breastfeeding does matter," Kucharczk said. "I often point out to mothers that the studies demonstrating the benefits of breastfeeding often show a dose-related effect, as in some breastmilk is good, but more is better."

Lactation duration and breast cancer risk are inversely related. The longer a woman breastfeeds the less likely she is to get pre- or postmenopausal breast cancer, even with a family history of the disease.

Re-examination of data from 47 international studies found that for every year a woman breastfeeds, she reduces her risk of breast cancer by an average of 4.3 percent. The risk is reduced a further 7 percent by simply having a baby.

For example, if you had three children and nursed them each for two years, your risk for breast cancer would be reduced by 46.8 percent. In fact, one study found that women who've nursed for six years or more reduced their risk of breast cancer by as much as a 63 percent.

The multi-study report estimated that breast cancer rates could be cut by more than half if women increased their lifetime breastfeeding duration. The National Cancer Institute reported the national expenditure on breast cancer treatment in 2004 was $8.1 billion, meaning extended nursing could save upwards of $4 billion a year.

For each year of breastfeeding, a woman decreases her chances of getting type 2 diabetes by 15 percent, reported a study in the Journal of the American Medical Association in 2005. So if we consider the woman from the aforementioned example, in her six years of breastfeeding she's earned a 90 percent reduction in her risk of developing diabetes.

The National Institute of Health estimates that between 10 and 11 million American women have type 2 diabetes. The estimated cost of their treatment and lost wages is roughly $78 billion a year. This expenditure could be cut drastically by increased extended nursing rates.

For the national Special Supplemental Nutrition Program for Women, Infants and Children (WIC), supporting a breastfeeding mother costs about 45 percent less than a formula-feeding mother. Every year, $578 million in federal funds buys formula for babies who could be breastfeeding.

A year of purchasing formula can cost a family between $700 and more than $3,000. Many women who go back to work soon after giving birth might think the expense of formula is worth the convenience. The extra medical issues of formula, for mother and child, make the cost more than monetary.

For employers, formula-feeding results in more health claims, more days off for sick children, and decreased productivity. It benefits employers in the long run to provide a time and place for mothers to pump breastmilk. A few minutes off the clock is more than made up for by the lifetime of health enjoyed by nursing babies and mommies.

Works Cited

Jon Weimer, "The Economic Benefits of Breastfeeding: A Review and Analysis," Food and Rural Economics Division, Economic Research Service, U.S. Department of Agriculture, Food Assistance and Nutrition Research Report 13. (March 2001): 1-4.

United States Breastfeeding Committee, "Economic Benefits of Breastfeeding," United States Breastfeeding Committee. (2002): 1-2.

Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, "Breastfeeding Report Card—United States, 2008," Department of Health and Human Services. (August 2008): 1-4.

World Health Organization, "The World Health Organization's Infant Feeding Recommendation," Global Strategy on Infant and Young Child Feeding (A55/15, paragraph 10): www.who.int/nutrition/topics/infantfeeding_recommendation/en/index.html.

Thomas M. Ball, Anne L. Wright, "Health Care Costs of Formula-feeding in the First Year of Life," Pediatrics 103, (4 April 1999): 870-876.

Lawrence M. Gartner, Arthur I. Eidelman, "Breastfeeding and the Use of Human Milk," American Academy of Pediatrics Policy Statement, Organizational Principles to Guide and Define the Child Health Care System and/or Improve the Health of All Children

Section on Breastfeeding, Pediatrics 115. (2005): 496-498.

V. Beral, D. Bull, R. Doll, R. Peto, G. Reeves, "Breast Cancer and Breastfeeding: Collaborative Reanalysis of Individual Data From 47 Epidemiological Studies in 30 Countries, Including 50,302 Women With Breast Cancer and 96,973 Women Without the Disease," The Lancet 360. (20 July 2002): 187-194.

National Cancer Institute, "Cancer Trends Progress Report—2007 Update: Costs of Cancer Care," progressreport.cancer.gov/doc_detail.asp?pid=1&did=2007&chid=75&coid=726&mid.

Alison M. Stuebe, Janet W. Rich-Edwards, Walter C. Willett, JoAnn E. Manson, Karin B. Michels, "Duration of Lactation and Incidence of Type 2 Diabetes," The Journal of the American Medical Association 294, 20. (23/30 2005 November): 2601-2610.

National Diabetes Information Clearinghouse, "National Diabetes Statistics, 2007," National Institute of Diabetes and Digestive and Kidney Diseases, National Institutes of Health of the U.S. Department of Health and Human Services, NIH Publication No. 08-3892. (June 2008).

Kelly Bonyata, "Financial costs of not breastfeeding ... or cost benefits of breastfeeding," (30 November 2005): http://www.kellymom.com/bf/start/prepare/bfcostbenefits.html and "Extended Breastfeeding Fact Sheet," (4 2006 January): http://www.kellymom.com/bf/bfextended/ebf-benefits.html.

La Leche League International, "Can Breastfeeding Prevent Illnesses?" (21 July 2006): www.llli.org//FAQ/prevention.html.

K. Brock et al, "Sexual, reproductive and contraceptive risk factors for carcinoma-in-situ of the uterine cervix in Sydney," The Medical Journal of Australia 150, 3 (6 1989 Feb): 125-130.

E. Karlson, L. Mandl, S. Hankinson, F. Grodstein, "Do breast-feeding and other reproductive factors influence future risk of rheumatoid arthritis?" Results from the Nurses' Health Study. Arthritis Rheum 50, 11. (November 2004): 3458-3467.

K. Dewey, M. Heinig, L. Nommsen, "Maternal weight-loss patterns during prolonged lactation," American Journal of Clinical Nutrition 58 (1993): 162-166.

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Happening....

Darrell took Ethan to his 4 month check-up yesterday. I was shocked to hear that he has a double ear infection... Poor little guy has been so fussy but I assumed it was teething and the cold he is having a hard time shaking. I guess I will have to pay more attention to the warning signs. Since he got shots he was miserable last night and today. He seemed to be feeling better when I picked him up, although he was bit clingy. Hopefully the medicine will start to take effect soon and he'll be back to his old self.

In other news though he is destined to be a little shrimp like his parents :) He weighed in at 16 lbs 5 oz which puts him in the 50th percentile.

Something funny happened the other night... I was changing Ethan on the couch and laid him over my lap with nothing but his diaper on. I have apparently never looked at my son's back before, because we realized he has a birthmark on his right shoulder blade. It's brown and a little oval shape, about an inch wide.

The new job is going great... I can't believe how blessed I am to have gotten the internship and then to actually like it too. So far I haven't done anything astoundingly exciting but I have started to get the general idea of what the flight I'm working in does, and it's all pretty interesting. Next week I'll be starting 9 days of Logistics training which I hope will give me even more to go on.

Oh, oh, there is more. Last wek we got an e-mail announcing that we were the winners of a trip for four to Universal Studios in Orlando. Airline tickets, Hotel, etc.... No really. It's not, as far as we can tell, a joke. SO sometime within the next year we should be taking a nice little vacation :) This is really exciting since we were hoping to get the the chance to take the kids to Florida but had decided this was not the year and we couldn't afford it.

Okay, Ethan was sleeping but I can hear him waking up now... which means it's time for mommy to go to bed.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Some pictures

I've been informed that my blog misses me....

Oh yes, we're still here. I started a new job a couple of weeks ago and have just had so little time at the computer it's unbelievable. My last connections to the cyber world have become Twitter and Facebook. Here I'll make my little plug for Twitter... I love it. It's just status updates, which is my favorite part of facebook anyway. And now that I have the app that updates my facebook status based on my Tweets....well, all is right in the world. You can follow my twitter from widget on the right side of my blog, or you can just go sign up!

Ethan is good, but he is just recovering from a bad cold that settled into his lungs. We had to take him to the doctor for the cough and ended up with a myriad of prescriptions. Thankfully he seems to be getting better although his breathing is still a little raspy at time. I hate pumping him full of meds, but I hate seeing him sick also. The time he was sick was complicated by some teething pain, so he was completely miserable for a few days -- one of those days Darrell had to stay home from work with him. I don't believe it was a fun day for either of them.

I can't believe he's four months old! Two weekends ago we had a little surprise party for Maddy's birthday and as we were visiting with friends Ethan rolled from his back to his belly. Of course we had to halt the conversation while we cheered him on and then congratulated him.
Here are some pictures from his four month birthday. Darrell had picked him up early from daycare and they were enjoying some bonding time.