Thursday, November 29, 2012

Na Na Na Na, Heeeeey, Goodbye

It occurred to me recently that I haven't seen Rex in a while. 

So I asked around, and turns out Rex is gone.  Forever. 

I'm not going to ask DP about it because I know it had to be hard for him, but honestly, I think it was harder for him with the dog there.  I guess he finally saw that I was right and you can't have a new puppy and a newborn baby, and expect it to be seamless.

+1 for Veka.

Tummy Time


Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Monster Beast Update

Dale just called me, I asked about the Monster Beast and he said she was good.  Just laying in her bassinet talking and playing.  I felt like chucking the phone at his damn head.

Simple Googling led me to something called the 4 Month Wakeful.  Apparently what we're going through is a totally normal and common occurance, and happens to the majority of babies at 4 months old.  Which for Claire will be next week.

I also read that this is the time to begin sleep training. 
I'm overwhelmed just thinking about that.

Monster Beast

For the past two nights, my daughter has been a beast.

She had been rejecting her bottle all day long.  One day of that and I wouldn't have been concerned, but yesterday was the second day in a row.  She's just not interested.  But it's not like she's starving, BECAUSE THE CHILD WAKES ALL THE NIGHT TO EAT.

I'm so tired.

Last night was the worst.  Claire went down at 6, then Dale sprung a "rootbeer float" party on me.  What is that you ask?  Well it's when my husband invites six children over to our house and sugars them up really well. 

You guys, it means ice cream and soda for dinner.  *cries*

I went up to bed at 8, and no later than 10, the baby is fussing.  Since I had put her in her bassinet, I used this opportunity to bring her into bed with me.  Well this child decided that sleeping with Mum wasn't good enough, and she fussed every 2 hours until 2am, and which point she then fussed every hour until my alarm went off at 5am.  And patting didn't comfort her.  Her stupid animal pacifier that I kept losing in the blankets didn't comfort her.  Only the bottle would.  And she was sucking down her food so fast it was like she hadn't eaten all day.

Oh wait, she hadn't.

I'm already counting down to having a nap after work.


Monday, November 26, 2012

Rolling With the Homies

When we were in California, Claire and I got up early the morning after Thanksgiving, and Uncle Chuck and Aunt Betty were playing with her while I enjoyed a hot cup of coffee.  By the way, I'm totally putting a Keurig on my Christmas wish list.

Well Aunt Betty asked me if we ever put Claire on the floor to play.

We don't.
We carry her.
All the time.

So she spread a blanket and put Claire on the floor. And low and behold, my baby was fine. Of course after we got home, I had to try this out for myself, so I put a blanket on the floor of my room and put Claire down on it. She played happily while I could actually do stuff for myself. I still can't believe I'd never thought to do this before.

Anyway so I'm enjoying time actually rubbing lotion into my skin (it's a luxury you can't understand people) and Claire starts fussing. But like, a frustrated fussing. So I go over and look at her, and that baby is seriously trying to roll herself over.

You guys, now I'm totally wondering if I'm stunting my kid.  I just kind of started researching "tummy time" last week but hadn't gotten the chance to try it yet.  What if I had started putting Claire on the floor last week or the week before.  She might have totally rolled over by now.  Instead it's like she was just waiting for ME all this time.

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Claire's Tree

I woke up this morning needing ornaments for my tree.  So I went into Claire's room to get her an outfit befit for Walmart, and almost stepped on 4 kids passed out amidst a sea of blankets on her floor.  Naturally I woke up the oldest to come with me because Walmart is easier with someone to push the stroller and a different someone pushing the cart.

On a mission

And naturally being that we were 3 girls, we got hot pink and navy ornaments for our tree.  It matches Claire's room after all.  (We had help with the hanging.)

Saturday, November 24, 2012


This year is my family's first Thanksgiving, and we have so much to be thankful for.  So we did it up right and took off to California for a visit with my inlaws.  We left after work on Wednesday night, right at Claire's bedtime, which couldn't have been more perfect.

Claire's first road trip

I woke her up to give her a bottle at the base of the mountain on the way out of Nevada, to help with her ears popping, but I honestly don't think I needed to.  She was fine.  She woke up at 6am the next morning just happy as a clam.  I went out to the car to get her some milk and since we got in late the previous night, and Dale's cousin lives out in the country with no street lights, had to do a double take at where I was.  I can totally admit that I opened up our trunk, and Claire and I sat out there watching the sun come up over wine country.

We spent the holiday with all of Dale's family, and it was the first time they got to meet Claire.  It was so sweet seeing my husband show off his girl.  And boy did she play the part.  Smiling, laughing, going to everyone.  I mean, I know she's a good baby, but she was seriously hamming it up for the new people.  I really love how easy-going my daughter is.

Growing up, I never spent a holiday at home (unless Mom was hosting) but the hustle & bustle to be with the family were my favourite part of holidays. Everyone together.  Commotion and too much noise and no-ball-in-the-house and drunken laughter.  And I want Claire to grow up like that too.  I want Claire to be close to her cousins too.  It's important to me, and I'm going to try damn hard to make sure that we get to do this on a regular basis.  Dale comes from a family who did all their holidays at home, and Santa came home, and my mother-in-law cooked every meal at home, and I think my husband thinks Claire is going to grow up that way.  We're working on him.

My family

We had so much fun that we tacked on another day to our vacation and spent the Friday after Thanksgiving in my husband's natural habitat.


Wednesday, November 21, 2012

O Christmas Tree

My grandmother finally downsized from the home she lived in with my grandpa, and she gave me some of their things.  I have their bedroom set, the same one they had when I was a baby, their wedding China, and her Christmas tree. 

Dale doesn't like artificial trees so I put it up when he was at work.  I'm clever like that.

Most Americans put up their Christmas trees/decor the Friday after Thanksgiving.  I love it, we get so much time to be festive!  Well since we were going out of town for the holiday weekend, what started as just bringing in the box turned into just putting it together, turned into just getting the lights around it.  I had to stop because I don't have any ornaments.

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Claire's First 5K

I grew up with active parents.  My dad always played sports - soccer naturally - but racquetball and tennis as well.  I remember going to parks as a kid to watch as he entered amateur tournaments.  My mom had a gym membership and never sacrificed her work outs.  Both of my parents were (and still are) runners.

I became a casual runner in high school, and have never looked back.  While granted I started for fitness purposes, it was a sport I grew to love.  People don't get why I do it, why I love it, why I don't stop when I hit my target weight, but that's fine with me.  I don't owe explanations to people who hate running.  It's my sport and my hobby and my passion.

I want Claire to grow up in the running community.  Our sport.  She can play soccer and softball, she can try dance if she damn well pleases, but running will always be encouraged since it's already a natural part of our lives.

Race day - coordinating outfits of course
Chilly at the start line

With GOTRLV Director, Aunty Stephanie
Claire's race bib
Passed out

Thursday, November 15, 2012

Daddy Daycare

Dale gets up with Claire on Tuesdays through Fridays since I leave for work at 6:30.  He dresses her and then they hang out all day, relaxing at home or running little errands.  Sometimes they visit his brothers/sisters.  Sometimes I come home and she's watching TV.

He sends me pictures like this.  It makes me miss my family, but makes the evenings all the much sweeter.  There's this baby girl I barely know, and yet I race home thinking about hugging her chubby little body and kissing her sweet little face.

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Creating a Monster

So there's an "August 2012 Moms" message board I used to frequent when I was pregnant, because I forgot to pay attention when other women I know have been pregnant and so basically had to rely on internet strangers to clue me in on what questions to ask the doc and what was/wasn't normal as I went along.  It was very helpful to have different opinions and perspectives to weigh, especially from the second or third-time moms.

Well I today I went back over there to find out more about this tummy time business, and ended up finding out that I am pretty much a complete mess of a parent.

  • All of their 3-month old babies have transitioned from bassinets to cribs in their own rooms.   Meanwhile Claire sleeps right there in between her dad and I all night long.  This morning I did however put the baby in her bassinet for an hour, but it was because she punched me like 3 times in the middle of the night.  Tiny fists are still fists!

  • Also, their babies take regularly scheduled naps during the day and then sleep for 6-8 hour stretches at night.  Claire on the other hand, stays up playing and yelling like a wild banshee all day until I put her down for her bedtime around 6:30pm.  She will sleep 12 hours until 6:30am but still wakes up periodically to eat or cry for no good reason.  Since she lays right next to me, I pop a bottle in her mouth until I fall back asleep (to which I then wake up another time either because I roll over on it and it jabs my spine or because I'm soaked from it slow-dripping all up in my armpit.)

  • These people bathe their babies every or every night other night.  First off, I forget to bathe Claire until I can actually smell her.  And secondly, who has that kind of time?  In my defense, I do wipe her down (including in her neck folds) every day so it's not like she's dirty.  Claire does love her baths though, just sits in there smiling like a little angel in her tub.

But before you think we're all free-for-all willy nilly, we do adhere to a very basic schedule.  So far it's that I get home from work, play with Claire for an hour, put on her pajamas, feed her a bunch of food, rock her and love her up a bit, then put her down in our bed to fall asleep.  I suppose I could slide a bath in there, maybe just make it part of her nightly routine.  After Claire goes to bed, we have dinner/adult time until I go to bed at 8, so it's not like there's much room for deviation anyway. 

I don't think we're creating a monster from the way we do things, but I'll let you know!

Monday, November 12, 2012

Opening Day

Basketball season is upon us y'all!

Dale says that we can't take the baby to any games, even daytime ones.  I think that's a little ridiculous and the first game he can't attend, Claire and I are going together.  I think he is weird about things like that - taking the baby to events I mean.  We have a flight booked to St. Louis in 3 weeks (he can't go because of work) and he is now starting to stress about me taking the baby on a plane.  I haven't told I'm planning to take her to the 49ers vs. Rams game while we're there.  It's in a dome, she'll be fine! 

I feel like he wants to stifle her.  I am a traveler.  And I go to stuff.  And Claire is going come along with me to the majority of it.  It's how we've been since the day she was born.

Well in any case, even though Claire can't go to the games, she's gameday ready.

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Election Day


Today was a historic day.  President Barack Obama was re-elected.  Maine, Maryland, and Washington were the first states in history to legalize gay marriage by voting.  New Hampshire was the first state ever with an all women delegacy (governor, senators, and congressmen).  Tammy Baldwin, the first openly gay (and female) senator.  And Claire McCaskill, enough said.
It's a great day for equality, health care, peace in our nation, and my daughter's future.

Monday, November 5, 2012


My baby is photogenic, and I'm not sure where she gets that from. 

Ok I do - it's from her mom shoving a cell phone camera in her face pretty consistently since the day she was born.  And she knows to look directly at the camera.  What baby looks at the camera and not their mom when presented with both options?  She's pretty skilled for being so young.  Some might say gifted.

Well now it seems that my baby Claire has perfected the selfie.

Friday, November 2, 2012


Pre-baby, I loved Fridays.

Post-baby?  I EFFING LOVE Fridays.
(All I can think about is how glorious my nap is going to be.)

Anyway, my family had a pretty eventful week. 

My husband got a dog.  I named him Davis but DP didn't like that.  All my nephews have "R" names and I wanted baby dog to fit in, so we just started calling him different names beginning with that letter.  Rocky, Rambo, Rumpelstiltskin, Richie Valens, Roddy Roddy Piper - but somehow Rex is the name that stuck.  Leave it to the kids to name the dog the most unoriginal name possible.  And well I think my husband is finally starting to see my point of view on this whole dog situation.  He's work.  A lot of work.  And I refuse to do any of it (I barely acknowledge the dog most days) and hello, I have my own baby to worry about.  I know it's mean, and I feel mean doing it, but worry not, the dog gets plenty of good lovin' from the rest of the family.  And he sleeps on my shoes.  Only my shoes.  That part is kinda cute.  Seeing him cuddled up on my Nikes or Havaianas. 
Ugh, don't waiver!  Stand your ground! 

Wednesday was Halloween and we had all the kids over.  And I don't know what it was, but the kids were a GD nightmare!  I picked up Fiori from school, and would you believe she cried all the way home?!  In her pretty little Belle costume with the matching high heels, earrings, necklace, tiara, and princess wand.  Yeah, she was miserable.  Got home and ran upstairs to slap on some facepaint while DP fed the kids lasagna he made especially for them.  And nobody would eat it.  Gigi was defiant, Ramses was vacant, Ravi and Rashad were running in circles - you'd think it was a full moon and these were rabid hyenas.  I don't know what that means or even if rabid hyenas are affected by a full moon, but you get the point.  It's no wonder my husband and I polished off a bottle of wine in no time that night.

Gigi and Claire