Okay, here's my first Mommy dilemma as a blogger - Maylen, who until now has pretty much gone to bed at 9:30ish and slept till 6ish has decided she doesn't want to sleep well anymore. Here it is, 11:30, and she's back in the bug playing after screaming her head off up in the crib. No matter of rocking, consoling, walking, snuggling, etc. was working to put this child to sleep - no, wait, I take that back. She would nod off if I was holding her, but as soon as i put her down...blammo. Wide awake and yelling.
Now, she did get away with this during the constipation episode, which i'm happy to say is over...she's back to her usual five poops a day. We figured that the belly pains were keeping her up, so she got a little extra attention which probably only kicked us in the rear. But hey, she's so cute and lovable, and what mom wants to see her baby girl with a bellyache?
The other problem - lately, I cannot leave a room she's in. If i walk out to the kitchen, she howls, and i mean howls like you'd think someone was murdering her. As soon as i appear in the doorway, she stops. Like a switch. So i'm off to research what to do about these two newly developed problems...
When i said i would blog to save my sanity, this is exactly the situations I was thinking about!
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Monday, June 27, 2011
Introducing...Miss May Bean!
There's a giant pink bug in the middle of my living room with yellow legs and green feet, and sitting in a bouncy seat in the middle of it chewing voraciously on a flower shaped rattle attached to it's head is my chubby-cheeked princess, Maylen. It's hard to believe seven months have gone by since I first met her. Easily the seven best months of my life, even though the first couple weeks were a little hairy. C-sections aren't so nice, really. If I could have, I certainly would've endured hours of labor and pushing, and part of me even regrets that I didn't get the chance for all that. But that's neither here nor there - the end result is the same...the ever-growing, ever-learning little girl I call my Sugar Pie, who at this exact moment is teething, tired and can't poop. Somehow, though, she's still giggling and smiling in the giant bug, wearing a Feliz Navidad bib in the middle of June.
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Becoming a Mom, of course, is the best thing that ever happened to me, but that's not to say it hasn't come with its frustrations. But the frustrations are part of the learning process, and I'm pretty sure that writing a regular blog of the things I'm learning, the things I'm stressing about, and the things I'm rejoicing in will help my mental state stay at a good spot! Plus, how fun would it be to share this stuff with other new moms. I write this like i actually have a readership - maybe I will someday...for now it will probably just be my best friend leaving love notes at the end of each entry. Tell your friends, will, ya Patti? :)
Having a girl is incredible. Ever since it occurred to me that someday I would grow up and be a Mommy, I've said I was having a boy. I only wanted a boy...I would have no idea what to do with a girl. I was always a tomboy growing up, and i'm still a really bad "girl" myself. I don't wear makeup, doing my hair means I brushed it, and I'm awkward at best in heels and a dress. I still like to play in the dirt and watch zombie movies much more than going shopping for a new purse or hosting a jewelry party. During the ultrasound where we found out what we were having, I swear Maylen knew what she was there for that day. As soon as the ultrasound device hit my arching belly the technician said "it's a girl...she's showing me everything she's got!" Maylen was in there, legs wide open yelling "hey! I'm not a boy!! I'm a girl!! Hey!!!" The tell tale three little lines in a row (which the technician explained would be a line and two circles if she was a boy...) were unmistakable at every other ultrasound i had. She was always in there waiting in position to let me know she was still a girl. But the idea grew on me immediately. I was going to have a girl...heaven help me!
So the biggest thing I've learned as a new mom is that I have the capability to love another human being in a way I never knew I could love another human being. It's mind blowing. I would readily take a bullet for this little girl without thinking twice. Seven months later, I still weep sometimes looking at her because i'm still amazed that she's here. But i'm trying not to make this blog overly sentimental and sappy, so i'll stop now and get back to the fun side of being a Mom.
So it's now three hours after I wrote the first line of my first entry...I've given Maylen a bottle, fed her dinner, snuck in my own dinner during a very quick nap, talked to Nana about why exactly she is constipated (I don't know the answer to that question!) and changed a diaper with (yay!) a big hard turd in it. Let's hope that's just the beginning of the relief for my little cupcake, who is now laying on the couch with me giving her bink some kind of hell. She's such a cutie!
Becoming a Mom, of course, is the best thing that ever happened to me, but that's not to say it hasn't come with its frustrations. But the frustrations are part of the learning process, and I'm pretty sure that writing a regular blog of the things I'm learning, the things I'm stressing about, and the things I'm rejoicing in will help my mental state stay at a good spot! Plus, how fun would it be to share this stuff with other new moms. I write this like i actually have a readership - maybe I will someday...for now it will probably just be my best friend leaving love notes at the end of each entry. Tell your friends, will, ya Patti? :)
Having a girl is incredible. Ever since it occurred to me that someday I would grow up and be a Mommy, I've said I was having a boy. I only wanted a boy...I would have no idea what to do with a girl. I was always a tomboy growing up, and i'm still a really bad "girl" myself. I don't wear makeup, doing my hair means I brushed it, and I'm awkward at best in heels and a dress. I still like to play in the dirt and watch zombie movies much more than going shopping for a new purse or hosting a jewelry party. During the ultrasound where we found out what we were having, I swear Maylen knew what she was there for that day. As soon as the ultrasound device hit my arching belly the technician said "it's a girl...she's showing me everything she's got!" Maylen was in there, legs wide open yelling "hey! I'm not a boy!! I'm a girl!! Hey!!!" The tell tale three little lines in a row (which the technician explained would be a line and two circles if she was a boy...) were unmistakable at every other ultrasound i had. She was always in there waiting in position to let me know she was still a girl. But the idea grew on me immediately. I was going to have a girl...heaven help me!
So the biggest thing I've learned as a new mom is that I have the capability to love another human being in a way I never knew I could love another human being. It's mind blowing. I would readily take a bullet for this little girl without thinking twice. Seven months later, I still weep sometimes looking at her because i'm still amazed that she's here. But i'm trying not to make this blog overly sentimental and sappy, so i'll stop now and get back to the fun side of being a Mom.
So it's now three hours after I wrote the first line of my first entry...I've given Maylen a bottle, fed her dinner, snuck in my own dinner during a very quick nap, talked to Nana about why exactly she is constipated (I don't know the answer to that question!) and changed a diaper with (yay!) a big hard turd in it. Let's hope that's just the beginning of the relief for my little cupcake, who is now laying on the couch with me giving her bink some kind of hell. She's such a cutie!
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