Archive for August, 2009

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Parker Week 34 – Crawling (Sort of…)

August 29, 2009

Parker can crawl!  Although, the fact that he can doesn’t mean that he always does…  During the past two months or so Parker has gotten very good at belly scooting.  He can get anywhere he wants to go on his belly, and he’s pretty quick (especially when he’s attempting to tip over the cat’s water bowl, which reminds me, I’ve got to move that out of reach again…)  I think his ability to scoot on his belly delayed his desire to crawl.  He’s been able to get up on all fours and rock back and forth for months now, be he didn’t get any momentum forward until the past few days.  Now he’ll crawl (really crawl) for a few steps before flopping back onto his belly.  I’m guessing it’ll only be a matter of time before he discovers that crawling is indeed a faster mode of transportation than belly scooting.

Also, have I mentioned that his 3rd tooth has popped through?   Three teeth before 8 months!  He’s got quite the set of chompers…

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Xander Week 128 – Bye Bye Binkies!

August 28, 2009

Sometimes it feels like just a few weeks ago I was waddling around in the middle of August with a belly that didn’t seem to end, or walking up and down my street, pausing for every contraction and hoping that soon I’d be ready to go to the hospital, or giving Xander his first bath, or getting peed on again because we hadn’t yet figured out the brilliance of a “pee-pee cloth”.

When Xander was 4 months old we started him in day care.  It was so hard for a few weeks, I was so filled with guilt about sending my kid off to be cared for by someone else.  Then I discovered how much he loved it there, and how much they loved him.  He made friends, and looked forward to going.  Our day care is divided into 4 rooms – the Yellow (baby) room, the Green (toddler) room, the Purple (pre-pre school) room and the Blue (pre-school) room.  Xander has been in the Green room for about a year now.  When he first moved up, he was more than ready – his best friend (who is a month older) had moved a few months earlier and he was really not interested in playing with the babies or with the baby toys anymore.

We’re struggling with his readiness to move again.  As before, his friend moved up at the start of the summer.  And as young boys sometimes do, his friend will tell him that he cannot play in the Purple room.  A few weeks ago the older 2 rooms went on a field trip to ride on a train.  Xander was just crushed that he couldn’t go too.  And to add insult to injury, one of the older boys was apparently naughty and unable to go, so he spent the day in the Green room with Xander.  When Xander got home he asked us if it was just naughty boys who couldn’t go on the train ride (he was thinking that he had somehow been naughty as well and that was why he wasn’t allowed to go) – that one was difficult to explain and thankfully the last one we have to weather before he can go on field trips!

Today is Xander’s last day in the Green room.  Preparation for the Purple room has been a lot more intensive.  We knew at the start of the summer that he would be moving up in a few months, but to get there, Xander needed to be potty trained.  This proved to be a great motivator for Xander.  And he did great with potty training.  We still have an occasional accident, but those are few and far between.

The other requirement was for Xander to finally get rid of his binkies.  Yes, we are those parents who have delayed and delayed taking away the pacifier.  And Xander is that kid who is still attached to it.  He doesn’t ‘need’ it anymore, but he still enjoys having it when we let him.  I think part of our hesitation was a friend of ours telling us that they took their youngest son’s pacifier away when he was 3 and he hasn’t been the same since (he is starting 1st grade this year).  That sort of worried us into not making a decision.  Xander is comfortable with leaving his binky in the car when we go places, and when it’s out of site, it’s out of mind.  But, every day when I pick him up from day care, the first thing he does is look for his binky in his car seat (where we leave it in the morning when I drop him off).

All summer we have talked to Xander about giving up his binkies.  We decided that Xander could “sell” them at a local bookstore (where our friend happens to work) for some books and toys.  The day has finally come, and tomorrow we will make the trek to Meredith to finally make the “trade”.  I think Xander is looking forward to it, and he is certainly excited about it, but sometimes I wonder if he really understands the ramifications of it.  I wonder if he truly understands that tonight will be the last night he will ever get to fall asleep with a pacifier in his mouth.  I think and hope that he is ready, but I also think and fear that we are going to have a few long nights adjusting to falling asleep binky-less.  (As a lucky happenstance, he is spending tomorrow night with his aunt and uncle, so we’ll miss his first binky-free night!)

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Parker Week 33 – Swimming Adventures

August 24, 2009
Parker at the beach

Parker at the beach

Here is my upfront warning, this post is about poop.  All about poop and pretty much nothing else.  If you don’t want to read about baby poop misadventures, check out some other posts, but you’ll probably want to skip this one.

Last week was incredibly hot and unbearably humid.  We have a pretty full schedule after work with baths, dinner, and bedtime routines, but last week we blew all of those off to swim.  It’s August, and the hot weather won’t last forever, and our kids are only little once, so we decided it was more important to swim than to grocery shop or cook dinner.

On Monday night I couldn’t wait to get into the water.  We got home after work, and threw on our swim suits.  Xander wears a suit that has a life preserver built into the shirt.  Parker is still in little swimmers and swim trunks.  After we were all dressed, I threw some towels into a tote bag and we were out the door.  We drove to the next town over where the town beach is open and free after 5pm.  We pulled into the dirt driveway and got Xander out of his seat.  As soon as I picked Parker up, I could smell that he needed a diaper change, stat.

I turned to Zach and told him that Parker had pooped, but we only had 1 wipe in the car…  I think we both had a bit of a deer-in-the-headlights look on our faces at that point.  I had never been so glad that Xander spilled an entire cup of juice in the car before – because we had forgotten a roll of paper towels in the back seat.

So while Xander is practically bouncing out of his skin with excitement about swimming, I set a fussy Parker down in the back of our SUV to attempt to change his diaper.  As I pull of his swim trunks, I discover that his little swimmer indeed isn’t designed for the massive amount of poo that he has produced.  How so I discover this?  That’s right folks, by diving in and getting a hand full of poo.  By now, Parker is completely unimpressed with me.  He starts to wiggle and complain, and in the process, tosses is pacifier into a pile of poo.  Great, now we can’t even attempt to soothe him with a pacifier…

I finally get the poop-filled swim trunks off, and then go to work on the little swimmer.  If you’ve ever used a little swimmer, you’ll recall that they don’t come on and off like regular diapers.  They are built more like underwear – meant to slide up and down.  I don’t know who designed these diapers, but they clearly have never tried to pull a soggy diaper of wet, wiggly baby legs before.  Of course, in the process of pulling this poorly designed diaper off, I dropped a large pile of poo onto the diaper changing pad.

By this time, we are rapidly running out of paper towels.  Xander has be-bopped all over the parking lot, and I think it’s a miracle that no one has run him over yet.  Parker is red-faced and screaming at the top of his lungs.  He and I are covered in poop, and Zach is trying to manage the growing mound of poop filled paper towels, and clothing.  We are looking like awesome parents right now.

I finally get a majority of the poo contained, and break out my one wipe for a little detail work.  We eventually get another little swimmer onto the poor kid, and all four of us trudge to the beach and then promptly into the water.

If you haven’t met me before, then you wouldn’t know that I am usually the over-prepared one.  I’m the one with 3 changes of clothes for everyone, 6 extra diapers and an entire container of wipes.  I’m known to pack 2 or 3 bags if we’re going to be gone for a whole day.  I’m never without supplies.  I think the heat must have gotten to me, but I most definitely learned my lesson – we will never travel without a diaper bag again…

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Xander Week 127 – He can be so sweet sometimes!

August 24, 2009

For about a week and a half after I returned from my conference Xander was all about Mommy.  Mommy needed to help him with everything, and play with him, and read him books, and help him get dressed, etc.  And I was happy to help – I had missed it for a week!  During all this time we were spending together, Xander was incredibly sweet to me.  One morning as we were all getting ready to go to work/day care, Xander ran upstairs to get the pillow from his bed.  I helped him carry it downstairs, and then tried to get him settled on the couch to watch an episode of Little Einsteins while I showered (yes, we use the tv as a babysitter on occasion).  Xander asked me to sit with him, and I was about to protest when he told me “I got this pillow for you Mama, for your back” (I don’t have back problems, but the thoughtfulness was great)! How could I say no?  So I sat and cuddled my little boy for a few minutes, and then with some hesitation, got up to take a shower.  Xander was also eating a few coco puffs that morning (a special treat for staying in his big boy bed all night).  As I got up to leave, he told me, “I save some coco puffs for you Mama” – again with the sweetness that could melt your heart.

We’ve since settled back into our typical toddler power struggles, but I really, really did enjoy that sweet cooperative boy while he lasted!

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Parker Week 32 – He Slept!!!

August 12, 2009

A few nights ago I thought my baby might never sleep again.  He slept three hours that night, and they were not consecutive.  I’m not sure how I made it through work without falling asleep in my chair.  But last night, oh last night was blissful.  Zach put Parker to sleep just after 7pm.  We’ve got a good bedtime routine now – bath, dinner, books, bottle, bed.  Xander was in bed and books read and lights out just about 8pm (after two trips to the bathroom and a lengthy discussion of what we were doing tomorrow).  Zach and I were both in bed by 11pm.  Xander woke me around 4ish looking for his binky, but that was a quick trip.

Then at 5am I woke myself, completely paranoid that Parker must have stopped breathing.  Usually he wakes us pretty consistently 3 times each night.  Once around 11pm, then again sometime between 2am and 3am, and then finally around 5am.  If we’re lucky, we can get him back to sleep for another hour or so after that last time.  This has been our routine for a few months now.  It’s not great, but we’re used to it, and we’ve been hopeful that someday soon Parker would start to grow out of at least one of those middle of the night wake-ups.

Knowing that I would not be able to return to slumber without checking, and also knowing that I had a 50% chance of waking the baby up, I went into Parker’s room to check.  He had somehow done a complete 180 degree flip in his crib, and was sleeping on his stomach, but he was breathing and since I hadn’t yet woken him, I didn’t want to mess with him by flipping him back over, etc., so I crept back to bed, and smiled the blissful smile of a parent whose child has just slept through the night for the first time in a long, long time.

Let me repeat that – he slept through the night!  7pm to 6:15am!  Over 11 hours straight!  When I got him dressed this morning I told him that he needs to repeat that performance every night from now until the day he moves out of our house.  And since all little boys listen and follow their mommies exact instructions, I’m sure that will happen any day now ;-)