Today David-Michael, the littlest DM turns one.
A year ago I was in the hospital, with an epidural because I was in so much pain from the back labor.
A year ago, I gave birth to a beautiful little boy.
A year ago, I was worried he wasn't going to make it, as he was wisked away from me right after he was born, breathing poorly.
A year ago, my life changed forever, and I don't regret a moment of it.
Happy Birthday David-Michael!
Monday, December 28, 2009
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Almost There
In 11 days, DM will be 1 year old.
Things with James are still at a low point. He acts as though I'm the only person who doesn't do anything. That everything is my fault. He finally took responsibility for failing a class.
I still haven't reconciled how I feel about what Brit did to my relationship with him, to how he feels about her and how I feel about Brit. I don't know if I'll ever be able to fully reconcile the differences.
The baby is growing. I wont' have an unofficial weight until tomorrow, and I won't have an official one until sometime in Jan. He still hasn't taken any steps that haven't been hanging on to something (or someone). He has stood for a few seconds here and there. He is back on nebulizer for wheezing. I don't know what I'm going to do with this kid somedays.
That's all for tonight. I'll try to update more often.
Things with James are still at a low point. He acts as though I'm the only person who doesn't do anything. That everything is my fault. He finally took responsibility for failing a class.
I still haven't reconciled how I feel about what Brit did to my relationship with him, to how he feels about her and how I feel about Brit. I don't know if I'll ever be able to fully reconcile the differences.
The baby is growing. I wont' have an unofficial weight until tomorrow, and I won't have an official one until sometime in Jan. He still hasn't taken any steps that haven't been hanging on to something (or someone). He has stood for a few seconds here and there. He is back on nebulizer for wheezing. I don't know what I'm going to do with this kid somedays.
That's all for tonight. I'll try to update more often.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Here it goes again....
The baby has pneumonia again.
We are on a nebulizor for the first time. DM hates it. It was a giant fight this afternoon that ended with me pinning DM's arms down.
We are also on Cleritan for the rest of the winter to try and stop this before it happens.
*Sighs*
We are on a nebulizor for the first time. DM hates it. It was a giant fight this afternoon that ended with me pinning DM's arms down.
We are also on Cleritan for the rest of the winter to try and stop this before it happens.
*Sighs*
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Daycare
I sometimes still feel guilty for putting him in Daycare, even while acknowledging that it is for the best.
It was worse before. The baby would cry when we got near Reeba's house. He would cry (generally) when we handed him over. When we picked him up, he'd be crying. He'd spend the next day or so (plus the rest of that day) being SUPER needed and clingy. Little things got to him and some of his enthusiasm waned. It made it all hard.
Then she let him go. Just like that. Because he was crying too much. Then she started to demanded money. We had to pay what we owed ASAP (which was understandable) but she called me THREE times in one day to ask where her money was...despite the fact that I had explained after the first call that James was in class ALL day and would drop it off when he was done...somewhere around four or five o'clock.
We scrambled to find a replacement. Reeba had a lot of advantages. It was close to the apartment (about 5 blocks), it was on a bus route, and she watched kids whenever. That is why we hadn't taken him out of daycare...yet (though we were going to give him another week before deciding what the next move was).
I called three places, two were on bus routes and close to my house (one was two blocks closer then Reeba's had been). The last one was near work and between two bus stops but not actually on a bus route.
Only the latter got back to me. Her name is Sarah. Do to a SNAFU, only James went to check her out. But we were more prepared this time. In the end, James approved.
Since then we've noticed a major change in David-Michael when he goes to day care. He is smiling and happy walking up to the door. He is happy when we pick him up (though there have been occasions when he fussed, it was much more the 'I see you mommy, pick me up NOW' fuss then the 'Get me out of here!' fuss). She feeds him and talks to him and holds him and lets him play. She has three kids, the youngest of which is 19 months old. He is her only daycare kid at the moment, unlike at Reeba's where she was probably violating the terms of her license regarding the amount of kids.
It isn't all perfect. It adds forty minutes of walking to any trip I have. It is in between two stops, so it requires walking two blocks either way. I got lost my first time going to pick him up. The weather is turning, so the extra forty minutes are going to start adding up. She also doesn't watch kids on weekends, which mean we are going to have to plan for that.
But that's it. So we like her and plan on keeping her.
It was worse before. The baby would cry when we got near Reeba's house. He would cry (generally) when we handed him over. When we picked him up, he'd be crying. He'd spend the next day or so (plus the rest of that day) being SUPER needed and clingy. Little things got to him and some of his enthusiasm waned. It made it all hard.
Then she let him go. Just like that. Because he was crying too much. Then she started to demanded money. We had to pay what we owed ASAP (which was understandable) but she called me THREE times in one day to ask where her money was...despite the fact that I had explained after the first call that James was in class ALL day and would drop it off when he was done...somewhere around four or five o'clock.
We scrambled to find a replacement. Reeba had a lot of advantages. It was close to the apartment (about 5 blocks), it was on a bus route, and she watched kids whenever. That is why we hadn't taken him out of daycare...yet (though we were going to give him another week before deciding what the next move was).
I called three places, two were on bus routes and close to my house (one was two blocks closer then Reeba's had been). The last one was near work and between two bus stops but not actually on a bus route.
Only the latter got back to me. Her name is Sarah. Do to a SNAFU, only James went to check her out. But we were more prepared this time. In the end, James approved.
Since then we've noticed a major change in David-Michael when he goes to day care. He is smiling and happy walking up to the door. He is happy when we pick him up (though there have been occasions when he fussed, it was much more the 'I see you mommy, pick me up NOW' fuss then the 'Get me out of here!' fuss). She feeds him and talks to him and holds him and lets him play. She has three kids, the youngest of which is 19 months old. He is her only daycare kid at the moment, unlike at Reeba's where she was probably violating the terms of her license regarding the amount of kids.
It isn't all perfect. It adds forty minutes of walking to any trip I have. It is in between two stops, so it requires walking two blocks either way. I got lost my first time going to pick him up. The weather is turning, so the extra forty minutes are going to start adding up. She also doesn't watch kids on weekends, which mean we are going to have to plan for that.
But that's it. So we like her and plan on keeping her.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Random Thoughts
First off, updates:
We did go to the zoo in DC. That was all we were able to see, but the baby was fabulous the entire time.
The baby also has four teeth.
I'm still at my terrible job. They want to change how long I'm able to pump...*AGAIN*. James is talking seriously about divorce, but I'm getting some therapy so I hope that we can start going to counseling again and working on US.
Next is just a work rant.
There is this issue that bothers me at work. It bothered me a bit before I went on leave and now just totally bothers me.
My store is like High School. There are a bunch of Cliques. One of the Cliques are the 'cool kids' aka the Drinkers.
This clique includes the Night Manager. He parties with people who work for him. He parties with UNDERAGE KIDS DRINKING.
I'm also starting to feel increasingly isolated at work. Maybe that's why they put me on UScan. So I'd be isolated. There isnt' anyone to chat with over there, and it is rare when I can get over to everyone else. The isolation is bothering me a lot. But I guess I feel isolated everywhere lately.
We did go to the zoo in DC. That was all we were able to see, but the baby was fabulous the entire time.
The baby also has four teeth.
I'm still at my terrible job. They want to change how long I'm able to pump...*AGAIN*. James is talking seriously about divorce, but I'm getting some therapy so I hope that we can start going to counseling again and working on US.
Next is just a work rant.
There is this issue that bothers me at work. It bothered me a bit before I went on leave and now just totally bothers me.
My store is like High School. There are a bunch of Cliques. One of the Cliques are the 'cool kids' aka the Drinkers.
This clique includes the Night Manager. He parties with people who work for him. He parties with UNDERAGE KIDS DRINKING.
I'm also starting to feel increasingly isolated at work. Maybe that's why they put me on UScan. So I'd be isolated. There isnt' anyone to chat with over there, and it is rare when I can get over to everyone else. The isolation is bothering me a lot. But I guess I feel isolated everywhere lately.
Friday, September 18, 2009
Flying!
We play Airplane with DM regularly. In fact Aunty is playing it with him as I type this. He enjoys the game.
Yesterday, he got to go on a real Airplane ride.
He was VERY VERY good. He was a lapbaby, and there was no room for Grandma's carseat (our carseat would have been a pain in the ass to transport). So he sat in my lap.
He enjoy it. No sleep for baby, but a lot of looking out the window and minimal fussing (just at the end when I was trying to get him to suck on something to help with the pressure change and he wasn't having it).
OTOH, we ate somthing that upest stomachs. We had two rounds of very loose poop (diarriah?) in the airport and then on the plane...before the seatbelt sign went off. >_< Two pairs of pants later and he finally stopped.
The way back is more problematic. We have a quick layover though thankfully no plane change. So twice up, and twice down. Hopefully it won't be a huge problem.
The airline did damage the carseat. Nothing serious was hurt, just the belt positioner for when it is a booster seat, but damage is damage. Mom was annoyed.
But now we are in DC and will probably hit up the Zoo today!
Yesterday, he got to go on a real Airplane ride.
He was VERY VERY good. He was a lapbaby, and there was no room for Grandma's carseat (our carseat would have been a pain in the ass to transport). So he sat in my lap.
He enjoy it. No sleep for baby, but a lot of looking out the window and minimal fussing (just at the end when I was trying to get him to suck on something to help with the pressure change and he wasn't having it).
OTOH, we ate somthing that upest stomachs. We had two rounds of very loose poop (diarriah?) in the airport and then on the plane...before the seatbelt sign went off. >_< Two pairs of pants later and he finally stopped.
The way back is more problematic. We have a quick layover though thankfully no plane change. So twice up, and twice down. Hopefully it won't be a huge problem.
The airline did damage the carseat. Nothing serious was hurt, just the belt positioner for when it is a booster seat, but damage is damage. Mom was annoyed.
But now we are in DC and will probably hit up the Zoo today!
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Finally Better and Milestones!
After yet another trip to the doctor, and another round of antibiotics (plus prednesone) later, the baby recovered yesterday. He was still coughing a little and got snotty once or twice yesterday but today he has been fine. He also stopped wheezing and snoring.
But more then that, DM is on the move. A couple of days ago, he started to scooch around on his belly. It was funny to watch and I wish I had been paying enough attention to record it. But he'd kick with his legs while stretching his arms out to reach whatever object he was after. When he couldn't reach it, he'd kick again and then twist his upper body. So it was a crawl/roll thing.
Today he started the army man crawl. For those that don't know babies, that is when they move mostly with their legs but use their front arms to pull forward. Like army men do when on the ground (my mom called it commando style).
My mom is also convinced that by cosleeping, we are going to roll over on the baby. But then she thinks CIO is the best method. No one in this house thinks that and James and I are happy with our sleeping arrangement.
More later, for now it's bed.
But more then that, DM is on the move. A couple of days ago, he started to scooch around on his belly. It was funny to watch and I wish I had been paying enough attention to record it. But he'd kick with his legs while stretching his arms out to reach whatever object he was after. When he couldn't reach it, he'd kick again and then twist his upper body. So it was a crawl/roll thing.
Today he started the army man crawl. For those that don't know babies, that is when they move mostly with their legs but use their front arms to pull forward. Like army men do when on the ground (my mom called it commando style).
My mom is also convinced that by cosleeping, we are going to roll over on the baby. But then she thinks CIO is the best method. No one in this house thinks that and James and I are happy with our sleeping arrangement.
More later, for now it's bed.
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