Saturday, December 07, 2013
Where does he live?
Nico: December 24th is Christmas Eve. Why is December 24th Christmas Eve?
Me: That's just how it is. Do you think Santa will bring you presents, or do you think it'll be Pete the Cat?
Nico: What does the Easter Bunny do?
Me: He brings you an Easter basket.
Nico: Why does he do that?
Me: It's how we celebrate Spring.
Nico: Is the Easter Bunny gonna bring me an Easter basket?
Nico: Will he put it in my hands?
Me: Uh, no...he'll leave it while you're sleeping.
Nico: Where does the Easter Bunny live?Me: That's a good question. I actually don't know.
Nico: Maybe he lives at the Northeast Pole.
Friday, December 06, 2013
Reading: Tender Morsels by Margo Lanagan
Playing: Yuletide Beat and 'Tis the Season for Los Straitjackets by Los Straitjackets
Sunday, December 01, 2013
December to-do list
(November recap at the bottom)
I feel like there should be a lot more stuff on here, but this is all I could come up with...perhaps I'll get lucky and this will be the extent of my December to-do list.
Finish putting up house decorations
Come up with Christmas list for myself
Make exchange ornaments
Get gift cards for Nico's teachers
Mail Christmas cards
Start wrapping presents
Buy parent & sibling gifts
Make ginger squish cookies for family gatherings
Arrange / print / mail Nico birthday invitations
Set January playdate / girls night / game night dates
November to-do list
1. Set up weather radio
7. Set Thanksmas date
9. Order birthday gift(s) for BoMB and Nie
11. Choose and order photos for living room
12. Catch up on boys' monthly letters
14. Write to MIL twice
16. Sort and store / hang / donate frames behind bedroom door
17. Start 2013 Nico / Elliott photo books
19. Streamline / clean up blog template - enlist MB's help as needed
Monday, November 25, 2013
gift advice for a 9-month-old?
First, let me say that I was stunned, possibly even shocked, this morning when I did the counting-up and figured out that Elliott is nine months old today. Niiiiiiiiine. Too fast!
As much as I love Christmas, I dread making Christmas gift lists. Either I can't think of a single thing to ask for (myself, every year) or the things I like are too expensive or apparently too hard to find so people just wing it (Nico, every year). I'm pretty sure we have Nico covered with extras left over for his birthday in January, and that was after I decided not to buy much this year in the interest of saving some money toward a family trip in the spring. But I'm a little stumped as to what to put on Elliott's Christmas list (and also his birthday list in February). As the younger brother of a very fortunate first boy, he doesn't really need anything, but it would be sad to not have any presents for him to
The only clothing he really needs is a few pairs of fleece footie pjs and we already gave that idea to someone in the family. I'm planning to get him a Leap Frog Scout dog since Nico loves his and they've changed the design just enough that we'll be able to tell them apart. Our families aren't much for the "put cash in his savings account" option. We have a lot (feels like all) of the toy basics covered due to vast amounts of Nico hand-me-downs. We already have Mega Bloks, a Little People barn and ark, a Sophie giraffe, and the Fisher Price singing stuffed dog. I can't turn Elliott loose with a pile of board books because he gnaws on them until pieces come off in his mouth. In fact, he puts everything in his mouth, so that may influence your suggestions. He doesn't seem overly interested in stuffed toys. He seems to really like the wooden rattle toy pictured below and a shaker I made out of a plastic bottle and some beads. He likes to dump the Melissa & Doug chunky puzzles on the floor and chew on the pieces.
What would you buy, if you were buying something for him?
Thursday, November 14, 2013
It feels really strange to break my NaBloPoMo streak, which dated all the way back to the beginning when it was actually fun and community-driven and felt like it meant something. But I decided somewhere in the last week or so of October that I wasn't going to keep myself up half the night every night this month struggling to get something written that was worth posting. I barely get enough sleep as it is without forcing myself through some kind of imaginary requirement of nightly writing. I'm a little sad over it, but not nearly as sad as I thought I'd be.
About a month and a half ago, Sam wrote a blog post about her littles getting their upper lip ties fixed. It inspired me to take another long look at Elliott's upper lip, and confirmed what my gut had told me when he was a newborn - he has a lip tie. I spent about a week feeling extremely frustrated, sad, and kind of pissed off that I'd asked at the hospital when he was less than a week old if he had a tie because his latch was so painful and poor, but was told that he didn't. Now after eight months of struggling and pumping and supplementing and taking domperidone and pumping some more, turns out I was probably right all along. Sam connected me with a super-helpful IBCLC via Twitter and she agreed with my gut after looking at a mostly-bad photo of Elliott's upper lip / gum area. This led to a recommendation that we see a family doctor in St Louis that specializes in lip tie / tongue tie correction, and luckily I talked to a local mom on one of my facebook groups who took a kid there and loved the doctor. I asked our pediatrician for a referral two weeks ago, and was just able to get Elliott in to see her for the referral on Monday. Our ped is taking a bit of a conservative approach to the situation which I can respect in that we are talking about (minor) surgery on a baby's face. But I definitely don't feel like she's giving my breastfeeding concerns the weight I was hoping she would. Her research led more to information on the dentistry aspect of it (it can cause speech problems and gaps in the teeth) and I definitely get the feeling she wants me to wait until he's older to see if affects his teeth before doing anything. She said that since he doesn't have trouble keeping weight on, his breastfeeding isn't really a concern. And okay, perhaps from a straight-up data perspective that's true, but the reason he keeps weight on his fat little thighs is because I pump four times a day and supplement with donor milk and take medication to try to boost my flagging supply because he only nurses reliably once a day, twice if I'm lucky. She did refer me to a pediatric dentist to have Elliott evaluated there, but we don't carry dental insurance for him yet. Since the St Louis doctor is in-network for us, she's covered by our health insurance. Honestly even if the dentist told me he didn't think Elliott needed any procedure, I'd probably still want to take him to St Louis for a second opinion. I'm strongly considering just telling the ped that our insurance wouldn't cover the dentist and taking him straight to St Louis.
We had to see the pediatrician again yesterday morning for poor Nico, who had a wheezy / croupy / asthma flareup type episode Tuesday night. He has albuterol to be given through a nebulizer, but he's only prescribed to have it every four hours. MB gave him a treatment at 5:00 Tuesday evening and by 7:00 he sounded like he'd never been dosed at all. I called the after-hours clinic that's supposed to be open until 9:00 PM but they were already closed at 7:30. The nurse on the help line suggested I take him to the ER. Not to discount the health of my beloved firstborn, but there was really no need to pay a $200 ER deductible to have them tell me he needed the same $10 steroid prescription he got last time he had a wheezy episode like this. I try to respect our ped's conservative approach to handing out medication, but I really wish we could have a standing prescription at the pharmacy for this. It's to a point where I know the difference between a little bit of allergies and a true breathing-problem situation. Regardless, it's all sorted now. He had to miss preschool yesterday morning, but he's all stocked up with a five-day steroid prescription and a nasal spray that he hates and permission to give his nebulizer every two hours if things get dire. I have unbelievable respect for people who have to manage their kids' truly chronic medical conditions...just a day and a half of one slightly sick, very whiny kid on top of a month of worry over Elliott's lip and I was ready to hide in the corner with a pint of Phish Food.
I have been reading so much lately and it's awesome. Note that here "so much" means "so much more than I was previously, when I had a newborn," and not "so much, like those of you with better evening habits / older children / more free time / long commutes / more discipline to not futz around slack-jawed on your phone for an hour every night." Books I have enjoyed of late include:
Imaginary Girls by Nova Ren Suma
The Dream Thieves by Maggie Stiefvater
Slow Getting Up: a Story of NFL Survival from the Bottom of the Pile by Nate Jackson
Wild: from Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail by Cheryl Strayed
And I just started Bellman & Black by Diane Setterfield.
Friday, November 08, 2013
There's a definite benefit to falling dead asleep in the baby's room at 10:30 and then waking up at 3:30 with a pressing need to pump. After I did my mammal duty, I took the longest, hottest shower ever and nobody opened the door to ask me a single question.
Tuesday, November 05, 2013
Only mostly big
Nico had a really rough day at preschool today, unusual for him since he typically loves it. When I picked him up after work, Dad said his teacher had reported Nico was sad today and didn't want to play on the playground. "I'm just sad," Nico told me, coming over to lean in for a hug. When I asked him why he was sad he answered, "I'm just sad." He was a little prone to weepy outbursts all evening, and seemed both a little wheezy and a little steamrolled by the time change. I let him snuggle up with me on the couch and watch a DVD while I gave him a nebulizer treatment, and then I put him to bed a little early. Once the kids were down for the night I emailed his teacher to ask a separate question and commented that I was sorry to hear he'd had a bad day. She emailed me back and said she thought maybe the time change plus the change in school routine due to class picture day had been too much for him. Apparently he sat on the little bench and cried through the entire playground break. Oh, buddy.
Nico does seem to have trouble with routine changes, especially at school. His teacher mentioned on Halloween that he'd seemed a little "off-kilter" all morning, and we wondered together if the excitement of the class party had been a little too much. I try not to worry overly much in general but I sometimes feel concerned about Nico when it comes to this difficulty processing change. Is it normal? Is he just a little sensitive? Is it a warning sign of something significant? I have to remind myself that as a child, I had an awful time dealing with changes to my expected routine. Worse than Nico, for sure, and it persisted well past my preschool years. Probably he was just bound to be a little bit that way, too. I also have to remind myself that as big as he seems, as capable as he can be, he's really only mostly big, which is very different from all big.
Reading: Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail by Cheryl Strayed
Playing: Lay it Down by the Cowboy Junkies
I'm an unrepentant science nerd. I talk too much, read voraciously, and have mostly given up swearing. I have degrees in geology and creative writing, but my job doesn't have too much to do with either. I'm married to MB, the greatest guy on the whole entire planet. We're doing our best to raise a good dog (adopted April 2008) and happy kids (born January 2010 and February 2013). It's not always easy, but together we're finding our way.
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