Happy 1st Birthday Griffin!

I can’t believe he is ONE!  Above are a few pictures taken in the past few days.

He is my sweet baby boy.  This year has just flown by.  I can’t get over it.  We had a very relaxing day. We went shopping a bit and Sam was out with Grandma JJ so we played with all of his new toys. He got so many new things, I was shocked! He’s having fun though.

A few things…

– He still has NO teeth. He is my little gummy baby.  They are all bulging under the surface but none of them are coming out.

– He loves to walk on his little bug walker.  He thinks it is the best. We have been going to the park most nights and he is cruising around.

– He loves to laugh.  If anyone near him starts laughing, he immediately starts this huge big boy laugh.  It’s not an infectious giggle, it’s a… ” aaaa HAA HAA HAA!” coming out of him. It’s hysterical.  It sounds so funny that we all have to laugh again and he thinks it’s the best thing ever.

– He is saying Mama all the time right now.  And you know, once in a while he is actually looking at me when he says it! Yes, I’m claiming this as his first word. haha

– He is a pretty picky eater.  He definitely has the ‘no’ head shake down. I have to have at least 3 or 4 things in front of him that I am constantly offering him or putting on his plate.  Nope, he doesn’t want that. Nope, shakes his head again.  Then when I re-offer something up, then maybe it’s ok.  Usually it has to be from my fork.  Baby food is losing it’s appeal but he is eating pretty much regular table food that we eat every night.  Even with no teeth. I’m shocked that he just downs chicken, ham, turkey with NO TEETH.  Sam would always collect that stuff in her mouth and never swallow it.

– His pointing and waving are a little, um, off?  His ‘point’ is just throwing his hand way up high in the air like he is raising his hand to ask a question.  His wave is throwing his hand around and shaking his body.  SO CUTE!

– He loves to snuggle on your shoulder.  My little man.

Happy Birthday

Griffin’s 1st Trip to ER & Other Amusing Things

** I started this post… oh last week, and got tired. :) But I had to finish it, so here ya go…

GG has jumped straight into the phase of ‘yum, that looks like candy!’ and is popping everything in his mouth.  Like CRAZY. EVERYTHING.

So the other night, I pop him in his high chair and give him a piece of bread, then maybe a sip of milk, then some  rice.  He starts gagging. AHH! I hate the gagging face. It freaks me out.  But he starts opening his mouth and shoving his tongue out and I notice, hmm, there is a nice blue something in there. So I fish it out and it is a very small piece of sharp plastic.

Ugh, the anxiety. What to do, what to do…

I called the on-call nurse and by the time she called me back, I was feeling better, Griff was eating stuff, and I finally let him get off my lap and back in the high chair but he was still within arms reach in case of any possible catastrophes.  After we went through all the questions it ended up being that since the piece was small and sharp, he COULD have swallowed something worse. That was sharp. So he needed to be evaluated.

I agreed. Evaluated sounded great.

He needed to be evaluated NOW.

Oh. Now. Well, that kinda sucked.  Especially since CHOC doesn’t have an ER and I had to go to St Joe’s.  I had never been to St Joe’s ER (except for being whisked past the front desk at midnight for Sam’s birth but that doesn’t really count) and Sam was currently screaming about how her stomach hurt and since G eats from me still… well, off I went.

A week later, I shall spare you the gory details. Basically we waited, and waited, and waited.  Got checked in, waited some more. Talked to someone. Someone told me to baby proof (thanks!), and then we got an x-ray.  Griff was SO good through the entire thing, even when I couldn’t nurse him (just in case), and while I did have to walk around in circles for about a half hour, really there was no screaming so I considered that good.  Especially since we finally left at 1030 and it was 3 hours past his bedtime.

Everything was clear though.

The next day I look down at G and his mouth is bulging.  He popped some alphabet letters into his mouth. Wheee! Der, Momma!  Let’s just give me an award for baby proofing here, right?  Anything and everything that looks interesting and is small is going in his mouth.  Sam never did that, boo.  Which is why all of our drawers are unlatched. And for an amusing trip down Sam Baby Proof Lane, have fun over here

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G’s birthday is in less than a week. (Ok, it’s tomorrow now.) How can he be this old so quickly? I love this stage. It’s so cuddly.  Except he is starting to be a little more persnickety. Like freaking out if I change his diaper. Or arching his back when I put him in his car seat or high chair.  It seemed to me that I was skipping the  ‘independence’ phase with him but oh no, it’s just coming a little later.  Bummer.

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I curse a lot. I have a few favorite words.  Sam is just on my, um, ASS about everything lately though.  “What are you doing? What did you say? Who said that? Where are we going? Why? Why? Why?” LOL – It’s cute though. It is.

Actually, she has her favorite CD in the car and she knows almost all the words. Every time she sings them out loud to the music, I crack up. It’s so awesome to hear her singing songs along to the radio. I love it. That is the cutest thing lately.

But about the cursing?  I try and PG 13 it.  Frickety-frack! – is something that comes out of my mouth a lot lately.  Then I try and say other things rhyming things to make it a tad better.  Then she giggles. So it’s probably a bad idea to do that! But at least it’s not the actual word? Right? Righ.. ok, whatever. But anyway.

Today she was grabbing the straps of her car seat  to put on and they were stuck and she starts saying FRICK! FRICK! FRICK!  Since Sharon (my MIL) was just getting in the car it was kinda funny. :-) I don’t think she heard her. I realized what she was saying immediately and was trying really hard not to laugh. You know it just makes everything worse if you encourage it.

For about a month now, she has been going around saying ‘Christ’s sake!’ at random times too. Oops.  I’m not, you know, religious? But I wince because I feel like that is just as bad of a word (phrase?) as anything else.

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Whenever there is a camera pointed at Sam lately she sticks out her tongue.

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Sam adores her brother so much. I love watching her run over to give him a hug.  Or bonk each other on the head.  Or not complain when he comes and destroys her Little People so that she is forced to play with them perched on her table playing with the people on our dining room table so he can’t reach.

Listening to him laugh when she laughs – just because – is so awesome.

Potty Training and CIO

Since it was supposed to be 80 degrees, I decided to throw Sam in panties and play outside.  Basically we’ve had pee in the potty about once or twice in the past year.  We ask her everyday if she wants to GO on the potty and she always says NO, so we hardly do it.  We have a potty chart, stickers, sticky gem jewels, prizes (they are kinda lame – sez me), and all that stuff.  I honestly think M&Ms would do the trick but hubby says no way. LOL  – Actually, I don’t know if M&Ms would work because she has to want to do it.

So, the first time she runs to me saying ‘pee pee is going down my leg!’ which it was.  Which was why I had two pairs of pants, two socks, and 2 more pairs of underwear ready. haha

Twenty minutes later we were outside and she says, “Sometimes the pee pee will run down my leg. Sometimes.” Which I replied, “Yes, but if we go and sit on the potty, the pee pee can go in the potty instead!” She smiled and nodded.  Thirty seconds later… “PEE PEE is running down my leg!!!!!” I should have known.  But it was progress!! Except the next two times were surprises too.  I put her in pull-ups after the third time and she actually TOLD me when she went pee the first time. After that though, she didn’t say anything, I just would find out the next time we went to sit on the potty.

I really HATE potty training.  HATE IT. LOL

We had a really nice time playing outside today.  We set up G’s new sand and water table for his birthday and along with our older plastic climb and slide thingy we got two years ago, we were having fun!  After awhile, G was getting tired and I wasn’t sure what to do.  Should we jump in the car for a short nap? Should I put on a show for Sam while I tried to nurse him to sleep upstairs?  I decided that since I was being so brave potty training Sam, I would just suck it up and try and put G down again.  I sat him in his highchair and stuffed him full of food and about 5oz of milk from a sippy cup and we went upstairs to do our routine of books and a song.

One hour and thirty minutes later he finally, finally stopped crying.  I had to peek again…

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I know it’s blurry but that is his neck that you can see through the slats. He was sitting up again with his head slumped in between his legs. It seemed a little easier today though, probably because Sam was harassing me to play, to eat, etc. etc. so I had distraction.  So, I think the next few days I will be occupied seeing if I can actually get Sam to recognize when she has to pee and TELL ME and at the same time, hang out at home and see if I can get Griff to recognize that when we do our naptime routine, it means naptime.

I dunno though.  After he fell asleep, he slept for about 35 minutes. :( I had managed to get the hubby to take Sam to her learning skills/pre school class that she takes once a week so I could stay home while he slept but it wasn’t long.  Then, he wanted to go back to sleep on me after he got up.  I kind of prevented that by talking to him a bit but I let him relax for another 30 minutes.

I feel a little bit better about it today now that I have a plan for a few days.  It’s all in the attitude, right? Or something.

Where is my cookie?

Big Bang Theory

I know, it’s been awhile.  And if you don’t have much time, I would just skip this post! :-)  You may be a little bored…Today has been a long day. The past week, maybe three, have been long as well.  I’m starting with tonight and working backwards though.

There was a large bang.  Both children started to cry.  What in the world happened?

We put the kids to bed around 8pm. It was a great night as we spent the whole time after dinner outside in the backyard for the first time in months. We were setting up G’s sand and water table that he got for his birthday from Grandma JJ and Grandpa John and Sam was playing on her slide that I washed off this morning.  We were having a good time.  When we went up to bed, I did my usual routine with G and hubby did his usual thing with Sam.

G wasn’t asleep when I put him down.  Half the time he is, other times he is not.  He waited a few minutes and started to cry. The difference is that in the past week he finally started to roll over (yes, now. Don’t judge! He did it three times at the age appropriate time MONTHS ago and then never did it again…) so he can stand at his crib and cry to us. He hasn’t really figured out how to sit down and then lie back down to go to sleep. Maybe someday… He was crying on and off and finally stopped completely, we thought, after 25 min or so.  It was more like whining actually. He has the nighttime routine down pretty good, so I wasn’t sure what his deal was but since we are really battling it out during the naptime I didn’t want to go in and investigate.

So all is quiet and I’m in my office and hubby is watching the Laker game.  Thus, the big bang happens. It sounds right above me which is G’s room.  I walk out and hubby is already up and starting for the stairs and I hear G crying.  I really thought he fell out of his crib.  It was THAT loud.  When we open the door, he is sitting in his crib still crying but nothing is out.  We smell quite a bad odor though and it is very obvious why he did not go immediately to sleep earlier. Whew.  So I calm him down, change his diaper, and go to the bathroom to give him Tylenol.  The nurse, just today, said that his teething could quite possibly be affecting his sleep (as in NOT sleeping, at night) and his gums were throbbing.  So I figured, why not.

Except I hear through our wall that Sam is crying lightly.  Which I thought was weird. She must have heard G up and was upset?  As I walk out to take G to his room, I notice that hubby has not heard it and let him know. He’s pretty much on Sam duty, seeing as their love affair does not allow much room for Mommy soothing. haha :) I’m slightly kidding but it’s super cute how in love they are, Momma is never good enough when Papa is around!

He goes in, I go in with G, blah blah blah.  When I come out, hubby is downstairs again and he stops the TV for the wrapup of the big bang.

Apparently, Sam was putting Piggy (her lovey) up in the corner of her bed and while leaning back down to go to sleep (???) she banged her head on the wall.  Which is just CRAZY.  This bang we heard was a 20-lbs-child-falling-out-of-his-crib worthy bang.  Loud enough to scare both of us downstairs, wake up (or just startle, I guess) Griffin over the sound of his loud ocean sound machine, and probably even the dogs were scared.  It takes us five minutes to figure out SHE is the one crying though.

Kinda strange.

The whole going to bed thing with Griffin though? That is totally sucking.  I have to say, having a second child seems soooo much easier than the first. It’s times like these though where it hits you that it’s not all that easy.  It’s pretty darn hard and frustating, LOL.  Half of the stuff seems to come naturally to you and then when things get ‘hard’, it just seems to frustrating, like, why am I doing this all over again? I did this with Sam, did I not learn my lesson?

Lesson being that getting a baby to fall asleep by themselves is one of the BEST THINGS EVER.  Which, sadly, G doesn’t really do.  Except, kind of at night. Which is nice but now I need to extend that over to naps and it’s just totally sucking.  Completely sucking.

I swaddled the boy during naps until almost a month ago.  The reason being that I would nurse him to sleep and when I put him in his crib he would ‘startle’ and wake himself back up again which was not good for me. As I had to nurse him back to sleep.  The nights, the nights were good.  A long time ago I started putting him down when he was drowsy and walking out and saying goodnight.  He still wakes up once at night though which, yes, I need to solve NOW rather than wait (like we did with Sam) until she was almost two years old to cure that crap.

A month ago the swaddle stopped working though.  I would set him gently down in his crib, asleep from being nursed, and his eyes would fly back open.  Which was just terrible.  The swaddle, I might add, is why I think he never learned to roll over. He never had the chance to roll around in his crib.  At night, he was drowsy and content to chill out on his back to sleep and when he cried, I would go in and get him.  Last month, when it stopped working, I would just sit in a chair and read a bit.  Plus, we all got sick. We were sick for a good three weeks and honestly, sitting in a chair and reading sleeping was really nice.  Except then it wasn’t nice. Then it was just really annoying because I had all these thing I needed wanted to do and sitting with the baby was not getting ANY of them done.  Having him wake up at night at random times was also not great for my ‘me’ time at night because I had to get to bed. To get some sleep. Before being woken up at 1130 1230 230 430.

Last week we started sleep camp.  On Monday, I put him in his crib for his second nap and he cried for 40 min and passed out.  Success! We were doing something on Tuesday and we drove home and he passed out in the car and I actually transfered him from the car seat to his crib. Which I had never been able to do before. Wednesday he cried for 25 minutes and went to sleep.  I was feeling good! I have no clue what happened on Thursday or Friday but the weekend was bad as we came home Sat from the zoo and BOTH kids were asleep in the car. Transfering them did not work and G cried and cried in his crib and then I felt bad and got him after an hour at which point he didn’t even sleep on me. Ugh.

Sunday.. Sunday was bad.  I thought, well, usually he will take a super short nap in the car in the mornings (we are usually out and about) and then sleep longer in the afternoon. So I will skip the morning nap and do a middle of the day one.  I put him down at 11:30, Sam came home 10 minutes after that (hear dogs barking and scaring the crap out of G – still crying), and then he cried and cried and cried as my Mom came to pick Sam up at 12:15 and he finally stopped around 1pm.

But I wondered… He was standing in his crib but he doesn’t really know what to DO when he sits down.  I had to know.  I wish I didn’t look.  It was bad. photog1

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Yes, his little hand clutching the pad while his head is just collapsed in front of him by his knees.  He walked himself out of his pants so his legs are bare.  He is breathing though (obviously, but as all mothers know, we have to make sure…).  So I hemmed, and I hawwed, and I freaked out… I went in there to kind of move him to his side so he wouldn’t have any problems breathing and he woke up.

So I ducked.

I sat on his floor for maybe five minutes but it become apparent he was not going back to bed. Plus the door was open and he knew that.  So I stood up very quickly and laid him down and walked back out.  Which was just a mistake.  He kept crying.  I couldn’t take it.  It had been almost two hours? And he saw me? He couldn’t lie back down… ugh.  So I ‘rescued’ him.  What did I teach him? Oh yes, that Momma will just let him cry in his crappy crib for hours! Yay!

That night was horrible.  He was paying me back.  Or, just frightened out of his mind that he was in his awful crib.  He was up every two hours.

Monday I was just a mess. What am I doing?? He needs to go to sleep. I do believe that cry it out works but it’s still awful. I did it at night (or at least the going to sleep part) MONTHS ago knowing this. It was better done young, it didn’t take as long!  But the nap thing… I guess I just believed that he would grow out of it? That we would figure out an easy way to transition?  Transitions are HARD.  Transitions are NOT EASY.  What was I thinking?

Monday I had the bright idea (actually it wasn’t mine, it was Krysta’s) to swaddle him back up so that he couldn’t stand up.  It sounded like a great idea. So I did that and laid him down with his one arm out.  Now that he can flip though… he flipped. He looked like a trapped little caterpillar that I had ducked taped up and smoothering himself against the mattress.  He looked trapped and couldn’t move.  Yes, he could kind of move and could breathe and all that… but it just was to much for me.  So I got him out and he slept on me.

Today I just accepted it.  Maybe I’ll work on his night waking first.

The nurse that I talked to is just a firm believer of cry it out.  I can go in every 15 min but if he is dry, fed, and safe in his crib then I just need to let him cry.  Blah.

It’s just so hard because we are often on Sam’s schedule, not G’s.  Sam’s schedule was sacred when she was young. Yes, we had problems. Yes, I had freakouts. I was going back and reading them tonight.  I was fixing her naps at 9 and 10 months! (Can I add, OMG, she was saying words at 10 months? G hasn’t said anything… not to compare them or anything… ha!) But with Griffin I don’t have the abilitiy to stay at home and work doing two naps (which he really needs two still) because of the things Sam is doing.

I dunno.  Just ramblings from a crazy Momma today.  At some point it will work itself out.

Weight Loss Update for February

Well, this month was my first month with no loss.  The first two weeks I was doing pretty good and down 1.5 but the middle of the month hit and we went on our trip and then everyone got sick.  The last two weeks of the month I was literally looking for sweets multiple times a day, craving cookies and brownies and ice cream, etc.  I was going to try and blame that on my three days of birth control but I think it was just me. :) LOL

I think I was actually up half a pound on the first of the month but today I was back down a pound (from my starting weight of Feb) so luckily I’m still trending down a bit. The less I nurse and keep my eating habits the same, the worse I’m going to do!!

I really love my cokes and cookies though. I also haven’t been to the gym in AGES.  I can’t take sickies to day care.

Oh, and Sam projectile vomited on Justin two nights ago. OHMYGAWD it was sooo gross. Her tummy had been hurting all afternoon long and I was keeping an eye on her. She has never thrown up. NEVER.  A fact which I repeatedly spout off about, and had just been yammering about it to Krysta last week as in.. “Wow, I’m SO LUCKY that *I* don’t have children who throw up!” as her children were throwing up here, there, everywhere… So yea, I basically feel like the Gods were saying something to me.  Sorry.

I’m so lucky she was sitting on Justin’s lap. He, of course, is all calm as she’s regurgitating up everything and starting to scream because, hello? Eww? I would be screaming too! I was trying NOT to scream (and throw up, I’m a sympathetic throw-up-er) and NOT LOOK while offering paper towels… and trying not to get to close.  Luckily we have an understanding. He deals with throw up, I deal with poop.  I’m also good with the needles & shots and things.  I like that plan.

Anyway, she totally threw up this morning too. On his shirt. Again. Haha :) I’m glad we have this nice understanding that she only throws up on him or when he’s around.

I probably shouldn’t have written that.

She was so lethargic this morning. I felt really bad for her.  As we were walking around Disneyland. Probably shouldn’t have gone but we did.  When she woke up from her three hour nap she was all Miss Peppy though so I really don’t know what is going on with her. If it is the stomach flu, what a weird bug.

Finished JD Robb (Nora Roberts), Promises in Death. It was really great. I feel like she is developing Eve Darling a little more into someone more compasionate and loving… as she can be, anyway. Makes me wonder if she is going to have her preggo soon or give her a kid.  I’m halfway through Julie James now and it is pretty great! She did a great second book, so far!

New Reading

I just purchased the new JD Robb (Nora Roberts) Promises in Death, Julie James: Practice Makes Perfect (I adored her first book so I have HIGH HOPES for her second one!!), and Christina Dodd: Danger in a Red Dress. Christina is one of my favs too.

Other than that, I finished two of my library books and have one more to read. Two of my library books are regular fiction/mystery on recommendation from my brother.  Absolute Power by David Baldacci and another one by Steven Frey. I forget which one though probably cause I haven’t read it… Baldacci was pretty good. I never saw the Absolute Power movie either but hubby said it was awesome.

I really want to start making pages on my favorite authors but I haven’t gotten around to it. I will soon though!