Sunday, September 28, 2008

Apparently sleep is over-rated

Landon is usually a pretty good sleeper these days, but of course has decided to go on a sleeping strike this weekend. Daddy is in with Landon rocking and/or bouncing him to sleep for the second time tonight. He only catnapped for half an hour after the first rocking/bouncing session.

Another recent sleep development is that he won't fall asleep with me. I know I'm lots of fun and everything, but yah gotta sleep sometime, kid. All he wants to do with me is nurse. When I hold him to rock him and put him to sleep his face goes straight "there" and roots like crazy. One would think a kid like this would take a pacifier, right? Nope, not my kid, just the real thing for him. He doesn't want to eat though, just pacify; and I don't want any bad habits to start, so Daddy's got put Landon to sleep duty.

I was hoping to start to move forward with some really light sleep training. To start weaning off of the swaddle or start weaning off of sleeping in the crib wedge and/or Boppy pillow. Since this weekend's developments though, I'd be happy with a return of our quick bedtime routine that used to last all of five to ten minutes just last week.

Getting settled in our new routine has left me with little time to update pictures and other various but equally important things. A belated welcome to NFL for Landon. He helped Daddy cheer the Denver Broncos on and celebrated their victory over those goofy Oakland Raiders in style.

And, just in time for fall we had to break out the pumpkin hat!

Ahh...sleep at last! I think he's finally down for the night. Now it's Mom's turn to get a few hours in.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Downhill from here?

We made it through the first week of work and daycare. Landon is doing well with Irma, she's been the best part of this whole going back to work thing. Work on the other hand, not so great. I miss Landon during the day and am really bummed that he's bright eyed and bushy tailed in the mornings when I drop him off. He's always been more of a morning baby, that's when he give away all his smiles; he makes you work hard for them in the afternoon.

In other news, he finally hit 11 pounds! As of today he's 11 pounds 1.9 ounces! Halloween is coming up, and I'm excited to report that we've already got his costume...and it's ADORABLE! Stay tuned for pictures...

Monday, September 15, 2008

This is not fun

I'm just a couple hours into my day back at work and this truely does suck. Bigtime sucks. I want my baby back, I want to be at home playing and snuggling with him. Truth be told, I cried myself to sleep last night just at the thought of leaving him today and the water works have continued...from me, not from him.

I called Irma, his daycare provider who I trust completely and will grow to love, I'm sure, to see how he was doing and he was a little fussy in the background. She held the phone to his ear and let me talk to him and he calmed right down. I want my baby back!

I'm going to go feed him at noon, but that's just not soon enough for me. "They" say it gets easier....whoever "they" are. I'm not sure I believe it yet.

Saturday, September 13, 2008


Where have the last three months gone??? On one hand it feels like time has crept along slowly allowing me to memorize each and every moment and tuck it deep inside my heart. On the other hand it feels like the last three months have dissappeared at warp speed leaving my head spinning and eyes boggled. It just doesn't seem real any way I think about it.

Alas, I have a three month old who is holding his head up, smiling and laughing on command, rolling over from his tummy to his back, cooing, drooling like nobody's business...and I have to go back to work on Monday. It isn't fair. I think I would give my right arm - no, that wouldn't work since that's the arm I hold the little peanut with - okay, I'd give just about anything to be able to freeze time right now and just stay here. Maybe like Groundhog day just keep re-living the same things over and over again. Right now that might be okay with me. Our days seem to be getting easier and easier (knock on wood). Landon's eating much better but still doesn't like taking his Prilosec, and he's gaining weight. He was 10 pounds 8 ounces at his weight check on Friday the 12th of September. His pediatrician was fine with us not coming in for another weight check until his four month well baby checkup in the beginning of October as long as I keep weighing him at DayOne once a week or so; and as long as he continues to gain weight.

We had an appointment with the gastro doctor earlier in the week who basically confirmed that we're doing everything that we can right now. He isn't suggesting the pH probe test that requires an overnight hospital stay, a tube down Landon's throat, and his arms strapped down for 24 hours to monitor the pH levels in his esophagus until he starts losing weight again or if the Reflux doesn't subside by the time he's six months old...whichever comes first (if at all). That was sweet music to my ears, no way do I want to put my baby through that.

Back to the fun stuff, Landon is such a sweet and fabulous baby these days. He loves his cuddle time with Mama and loves to hang out and laugh with Daddy. His Whoozit and Jacques the Peacock (I didn't make that up...) rival as Landon's favorite toys. He loves it when we sing to him and move his arms and legs to the music, My Bonny Lies Over the Ocean and The Wheels on the Bus are his favorite songs to sing with Old MacDonald coming in a close second. I could really get used to this staying at home with him stuff and am dreading work on Monday.

However, I do think I've finagled my schedule such that I'll wake and feed him at 6am, drop off at daycare at 7:30am and continue onto work, he'll get a bottle at 9am, I'll run over to his daycare and feed him at noon, then I'll be off at 3pm and will run to daycare where I'll pick him up and feed him. So, hopefully this all will work and he'll only be getting one feeding by bottle most days. I'm fearful that my milk supply will plunge and thus will end our breastfeeding days. His doctors are strongly encouraging us to continue to breastfeed as formula is much tougher on a reflux baby's system. They're so encouraging that they've given me a free pump to use as long as we're still breastfeeding. Though if history repeats itself my supply will drop if we start pumping more than feeding.

Say a prayer and think happy thoughts for us all on Monday.

Oh, and I've been tagged! Janessa (Jenna's Mom, wants six random things about myself.

The Rules:
1. Link to the person who tagged you
2. Post the rules on your blog
3. Write 6 random things about yourself
4. Tag 6 people at the end of your post and link to them
5. Let each person you have tagged know by leaving a comment on their blog
6. Let the tagger know when your entry is posted

I can cover 1-3, but I'm afraid I'm still too new at this blogging stuff to actually have six people I can tag. So, here it goes...

1. I broke my arm in a car accident and while it healed better than the Dr.'s thought it would it didn't heal back straight and you can feel the lopsidedness if you run your hand along my bicep and I can't straighten out my arm all the way.
2. I sing...classical and opera type stuff. I'm a coloratura soprano. Think Mariah Carey high notes; that top note of the Star Spangled Banner (and beyond) is no problem for me, and no, I've never shattered glass.
3. Not only can I sing with my mouth open, but I can sing with it closed too. Kinda sounds like I've got some little guy trapped in there...pretty funny actually.
4. I don't like condiments. No mayo, mustard, ketchup, etc. on my sandwiches or burgers; and my salads are sans-dressing too. Yeah, I'm wierd I guess.
5. I absolutely loathe doing laundry and dishes. I'll do them if I have to, but don't ever ask to look in my closet because chances are it will look like a hurricane hit. I don't know why, but I just HATE folding clothes and scrubbing dishes - though I will if I have to.
6. I can't think of anything else, so I'll continue with the broken arm accident thing. I can't feel a good patch along the top of my forearm because of nerve damage. I've gotten a little too close to the flame on the stove and singed some hair all because I can't feel a thing.

Are those random enough??

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Double Digits!!!

It's official! Landon finally made it into the double digits today, at 12 weeks and 2 days he's 10 pounds 0.5 ounces! I'm such a proud Mommy!