Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Lame Excuses

I haven't been posting. I am aware of this. Blame the weather--the winter that won't quit--or some major family transitions or just some general dissatisfaction with... things.

So for lack of inspiration, here's some of the things have been happening, in list form.

  • I asked my boss if I could go part time, and I wrote up a proposal that would have me working three days a week. There is no guarantee that this will happen, but I'm hopeful. I totally need to write an entire post on how I ended up here after really being ready to go back to work four months ago
  • My sister and her family move to Chicagoland TOMORROW. Chicago or bust, bitches! This is so exciting, but I know it will take some time to negotiate how in each other's business we are. My mom and her husband have also purchased a condo in the Chicagoland and will be spending more time here as well.
  • Emme is crawling. She can sit up on her own. We're having sleep wars. We're having nap wars. She's such a happy bug when she's not being my fussbutt. I'm pretty much obsessed with her because she's so f-ing cute I could die. Sometimes I cry to my husband because she's growing up so fast (and because I'm insane. I say things like, "She's going to be THREE before we know it."). I feel like this baby stage is starting to slip through my fingers. Month the seventh has been a big one, and I'm definitely going to post a "Life with Emme" update when she turns eight months next week.
  • I got back on track with my weight loss goals, then got off track again, then decided that I'm just going to get past this big week with the family coming in and the holiday this weekend and reboot on Monday, April 1.

I'm sure there's some other stuff, but that's what I can think of off the top of my head. More to come!

Thursday, March 07, 2013


Yesterday I received a text from our daycare provider asking that we pick up Emme as soon as possible. Both caretakers and six of the nine kids they watch had been suddenly hit with some kind of stomach flu. Only three babies had been spared, and Emme was one of them. MM, who works five minutes away from daycare, rushed to go get her, but I figured it was only a matter of time until Emme (as well as mom and dad) caught this bug. It still may happen. But so far, she’s stayed healthy.

Given the circumstances, we weren’t able to take Emme to daycare today, so I emailed my boss and told her I’d just take a vacation day, rather than attempting to work while watching an active seven month old.

5:50am I wake up, no alarm, no baby noises. My body just wakes up at ass o’clock in the morning now. Awesome.

6:20am Emme wakes up. She nurses in bed with me, and we hang out in the bedroom while daddy gets ready for work.

7am We head downstairs, and I stick her in the jump-a-roo while I eat breakfast and get her breakfast ready (mango and oatmeal). She stays pretty content in the jump-a-roo for a solid half hour, so I have plenty of time to eat, check email and relax before I feed her.

8:30am I put her down for her morning nap. She cries, but she’s asleep within 10 minutes. I shower and get dressed. She has been sleeping longer, but today she only makes it to about 9:25. This is fine because we made last minute playdate plans for 10. After nursing, I get her lunch items together, and we’re off.

10am The playdate is with a mom’s group I recently joined, so I met some new people from around my area. The babies ranged in age from four weeks to about two years, and Emme loved watching the older babies. Around 11:30, she got her peas and mango for lunch.

12pm We head out. I assume Emme is going to fall asleep in the car (I know I’m terrible for letting her do this), so I stop at Corner Bakery. Emme continues to sleep, so I check in with work on my iPad and enjoy a quiet lunch.

1pm Emme continues to sleep once we’re home, but only for about 10 more minutes. I decide that the best way to spend the afternoon is to take advantage of gym daycare and finally get a little workout in. We nurse again, I change, she plays on the floor a bit, and we head out the door again.

2:45pm I drop her off at gym daycare. She’s fallen asleep in the car again (I know...), and she’s still napping when I hand her over. The daycare has cameras, and I watch her from the treadmill. She wakes up after about a half hour. I can’t believe she slept that long, and I’m sure she’s not happy to wake up in an unfamiliar place without mommy. We’ve only used gym daycare one time before today, but she seems to be OK as one of the women working reads to her. I finish a 30 minute run/walk and manage to do the majority of my PT-prescribed ab exercises. I pick Emme up at 3:45 and we head home.

4:15pm Once home, we nurse again then have some floor time. She is working hard at crawling, though not quite getting it yet, but she manages to get around quite a bit regardless. The dog joins us, and Emme may have chewed on a dog toy. Whatever.

5:15pm Daddy is home. MM is good about being home from work in time to take an active role in our nighttime routine even if he has to go back to work after she goes to sleep. He gives Emme a small serving of Ella’s Kitchen Broccoli + Pears + Peas for dinner (about half the pouch). I wasn’t planning on giving Emme three meals a day (versus just breakfast and lunch) for another month, but I ended up trying it a couple nights ago, and she slept a whole extra hour (!!!). I don’t know for sure if that’s because of the food or not, but we’re experimenting.

5:45pm Emme is getting fussy so MM takes her upstairs to start getting her ready for bed. She’s acting like a nut, but rubbing her eyes, which is normal for this hour. I read her two books before she nurses. She falls asleep nursing, and I rock her awhile, even though I know I’m supposed to put her down “drowsy, but awake.” There’s going to come a time, in the near future, when I won’t be able to sit and rock with a sleeping baby curled up on my chest, so I have decided that when it happens (sometimes we put her down awake) I’m going to relish it. I finally put her in her crib at 6:20. She wakes up briefly, and I stick a pacifier in her mouth. She’s O-U-T (it’s not always like that though).

I have to say, today was one of the best weekdays I’ve had in awhile. I love that I didn’t feel like I was dividing my time between her and work (a vacation day was definitely the way to go), but it also made me rethink my feelings about staying at home. I still don’t think I’d want to be home every day, but I really wish I could work three days a week and be home with Emme four days a week. She’s so much fun these days, and I miss getting out like we did during maternity leave. With the weather warming up, it makes me sad to think that we’ll only have this kind of time with her on the weekends, which will no doubt be over-scheduled.

I haven’t heard from daycare yet as to whether or not they will be open tomorrow, but MM and I have already decided we aren’t going to take a chance on sending her back until Monday. He’s going to take off tomorrow so I can get some work done from home in the morning, and then the three of us are going to have some quality family time in the afternoon.

Tuesday, March 05, 2013

Takes Everything You Got: The 7th Month Update

The halfway mark is officially in our rearview mirror--Emme is 7 months old. Overall, month the sixth was a good one. It was the first age that I ever classified as "my favorite, " versus, "better than last month." Upgrade!

I'm struggling with exactly how to say this, partially because I feel like if I say it, I will jinx myself, but this month it finally felt like the whole family-of-three thing started to click. Em started to get into a better routine.* Her naps lengthened.* Night sleep became somewhat more reliable.* And she generally became a more delightful baby to be around. At the risk of sounding like a bad mom, months one through five, I enjoyed her more.

I also started to realize how taken with her MM seems. Not that I expected something different, but I guess until you see your husband being a dad, you don't really know what that looks like. I love seeing the way Em's face lights up when he walks through the door.

So what big happened this month? Emme spent much of this month trying her hardest to crawl. It's frustrating for her, but she just hasn't quite figure the whole thing out, and she usually ends up in a plank or down dog position. This is a baby who has wanted to be on the move since the beginning, and I know she will be hard to keep up with so I'm not trying to rush her. Plus, we haven't baby proofed (though it's probably time for us to get on that).

We did decide to go ahead and lower her crib because we noticed that she was starting to pull herself up without my support. She was just grabbing on to my leg and getting herself on her feet. She hasn't used furniture for this new trick, but I had visions of her catapulting herself out of her crib, so we figured better safe than sorry.

Emme loves her solid food. I make most of her food, but I did decide to take some pressure off myself when it comes to preparing everything and bought some of those cool baby food pouches, so that I don't need to freak out midweek if we run out of the homemade stuff. I like preparing her food, but as much as I want to do everything, sometimes it's just not realistic. It's all about balance.

*Knock on wood.