Moving on. Care to join me?

If you do, you can find my new blog by clicking here.

As it turns out, I’m no better at this blogging thing there than I was here, but at least I can add a bunch of other fun pages full of photos and videos.

If, perhaps, you need some enticing…

I’m so fired.

I’ve neglected the interwebs yet again.  Fortunately I seem to be doing a much better job of keeping up with Lila’s baby book than I’m doing of blogging.  So far, anyway.

There’s no way I can recap in such a way that will do justice to the last 6 weeks.  I just don’t have the time anymore.  This child is a handful.  A beautiful, silly, cuddly, wonderful handful.

So here’s a month (and a half) in pictures…

09.12.09

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09.13.09

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09.15.09

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09.18.09

09.18.09

09.18.09 - with her buddies Blake and Xavier

09.18.09 - with her buddies Blake and Xavier

09.19.09

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09.23.09 - with Max, Holden, Collin, Blake and Cooper

09.23.09 - with Max, Holden, Collin, Blake and Cooper

09.24.09

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09.25.09

09.25.09 - with Daddy at the bar

09.25.09 - with Mommy.  And over it.

09.25.09 - with Mommy. And over it.

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10.15.09

10.15.09

10.15.09 - what do you do when you want to know how much your 3 month old weighs but you dont have a doctors appointment for another month?  Why, put her in a mixing bowl on a kitchen scale at the bar, of course.

10.15.09 - what do you do when you want to know how much your 3 month old weighs but you don't have a doctor's appointment for another month? Why, put her in a mixing bowl on a kitchen scale at the bar, of course.

10.18.09

10.18.09

10.20.09 - with Xavier

10.20.09 - with Xavier

10.21.09 - Baby Costume Party!

10.21.09 - Baby Costume Party! L to R: (top) Xavier, Lila, Holden, Jackson, Harper, Collin, Jamie; (bottom) Zoi, Evy, Max and Isabelle's butt.

10.21.09 - my little sweet pea.  (photo courtesy J.Shelton)

10.21.09 - my little sweet pea. (photo courtesy J.Shelton)

10.21.09 - she loves bath time!

10.21.09 - she loves bath time!

Lila is 3 months and 1 week old.

Such. A. Slacker.

There I go again… slacking off on my blogging.  Not like I’m busy or anything, right?

The last few weeks have been quite intense.  We reopened the bar on Monday August 24 and it’s going really well.  It’s *really* nice to have some money coming in…  I’m feeling much less stressed.  And since he doesn’t have 16 hours of construction to do every day, I actually get to see the husband now and then!  We’re not entirely out of the woods yet, because he’s still working more shifts than he should because he’s filling in the holes while we get all the staffing figured out.  But things are settling into livable routine.  And they will only get better from here.  🙂

Miss Lila is developing quite the little personality.  Or, more appropriately, BIG personality.  She’s amazing.  She smiles at us all the time and is even starting to giggle and laugh a bit.  Last week she found her hands and is now constantly wringing them together, whacking me in the face or using them to push away the boob or bottle when she isn’t yet done eating.  She’s become incredibly alert and is able to track things and people from across the room.  And she’s turning into quite the ham – showing off for the camera.

On the not-so-cute side, someone replaced my mellow, quiet baby with a banshee.  We had a couple weeks of major fussiness and crying.  I’m attributing it to what is thought to be the peak of gassiness between 6 and 8 weeks, but it’s possible that she’s mildly colicky, I suppose.  Fortunately, the worst seems to have passed.  (Why the hell would I say that??  I’ve surely just jinxed myself.)

We go back to the pediatrician on Tuesday and I’m looking forward to finding out just how much she’s grown.  I’m guessing that she’s about 12 lbs now, but we’ll see.  It’s so strange – I’ve almost forgotten how little she was.  I look at my dear friend Mica’s almost 3 week old son, Xavier, and I have a really hard time remembering Lila being that little.  They aren’t kidding when they say it all flies by, huh?

08.19.09

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09.07.09

(Lila is 8 weeks, 3 days old)

Things I never expected:

  • That I could find crying cute.
  • The sheer magnitude of toe jam an infant can produce.
  • That puke running down my cleavage wouldn’t gross me out.
  • That babies can apparently pee 37 different times in one hour.
  • That I’d be lucky (and happy) to sleep for four hours at a time.
  • That I’d be lucky (and happy) to eat one real meal per day.
  • That that meal might not occur until 10 at night, and I’d be okay with that.
  • That doing laundry at 3 am would become a normal occurrence.
  • That I could learn to feed a baby, check my email and eat all at the same time.

(Lila is 6 weeks old!)

This post is brought to you by the Number 1.

08.15.09 - one month old!!

08.15.09 - one month old!!

In honor of Miss Lila being one month old (!!!) I thought I’d make a list of the things I’m getting really good at doing one-handed.

  • Typing
  • Eating
  • Cooking (seriously – last night I made rigatoni bolognese!  Okay, so the sauce was pre-made and frozen, but still… it was a hot stove, one pot and one pan meal.  That involved boiling water.)
  • Reading (as it happens, turning pages isn’t all that easy with one hand)
  • Doing my makeup (and it wasn’t half bad)
  • Laundry
  • Washing dishes (actually washing them, not just loading them in the dishwasher)

I have yet to attempt going to the bathroom with the kid in tow, but I hear it’s only a matter of time.

We’ve had a fairly busy week – a 2-year-olds birthday party, a going away party for some dear friends before they move to Boston (boo!), another Mommy & Me class, a jaunt to U Village to meet up with some friends who hadn’t met the wee one yet….  And a few times, Grandma has come over to babysit while I’ve gone into the bar to help the husband get ready to open (which should be this weekend).  The place has come a LONG way, but there’s still quite a bit to do.

In other news, Lila has burst onto the double digit scene.  At our appointment on Monday she weighed in at 10 lbs, 2 oz!  I’ve said it before… the kid can eat.  And fortunately, she’s doing much better in the car.  I’ve stuck with the disposable diaper idea and it does seem to be working.  Pretty soon, though, she’ll be in her fancy-schmancy Bum Genius diapers full-time and it seems they do a much, MUCH better job than her current diapers of wicking away the moisture.  So, though she may actually be sitting in a puddle of her own piss, she won’t feel like she is.

While we’re progressing in a few areas, we seem to have taken a few steps back from being close to locking in some semblance of a schedule or routine.  Two nights ago I decided to start a bedtime routine, but after a rough day yesterday I couldn’t be bothered.  Pretty much all day she would only eat for about a minute at a time, so it took forever to actually get her fed.  And, of course, by the time she was “finished” we’d just have to start all over because it had been 3 hours.  Ugh.  Hopefully today is better.

08.13.09

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08.15.09

08.15.09

08.15.09 - tummy time!

08.15.09 - tummy time!

08.19.09

08.19.09 - milk drunk and happy

(Lila is 1 month and 5 days old)

4 weeks old

In the last week, the kid and I have been jet-setting all over town!  Well, okay… to the Lynnwood Babies R Us and to Kirkland twice.  But hey – she’s less than a month old.  I’m just happy I’m making it out the door with her!  On Sunday we met up with a large group of fabulous women for a “Mommy’s night out” get together – our first trip to the Eastside.  Lila, of course, screamed almost the whole way there.  The kid is NOT a fan of the car seat.  Actually, I can’t really figure it out.  She does fine for a few minutes and then, as though someone flipped a switch, she’s screaming bloody murder.  I think it may be that she wets herself (and in her cloth diapers she HATES to be wet), so yesterday I tried putting a disposable diaper on her for our car ride home thinking that might solve the problem.  No such luck.  Though on that trip she did a whole lot more in her pants than just pee… ruining my experiment.  I guess I’ll have to try again.

On Tuesday, we ventured out to our first Mommy and Me class at Evergreen Hospital.  (The “Snugglers” class for parents with 0-3 month olds is free to anyone – whether you delivered at Evergreen or not!)  Again, she screamed the whole way there (and, as mentioned above, home) but slept through the entire 2 hour class.  Silly child.

We’ve been having some issues with sleeping during the day, since she does not like to be put down to nap.  She will sleep for hours on someone’s chest, but will wake up within 5 minutes if she’s put down.  Although my mom did have some luck with her sleeping in the swing yesterday.  A first!  Fortunately, I seem to have gotten the hang of the Moby wrap so I can wear her and still be able to get a few things done around here.  She’s snoozing in it on my chest at this very moment.  🙂

Speaking of yesterday – it was something of a milestone.  It was the first time (other than a couple hours when I had to go back into the hospital) that both the husband and I were away from the baby.  My mom came over to babysit for a couple hours while I went into work to deal with the backlog of financial stuff from the last 2 weeks the restaurant was open.  It had all piled up since the hubs and I were both home adjusting to life as new parents.  Being away, and getting a little alone time, was actually pretty nice.  Even if it was just to stare at Quickbooks for 3 hours.

We don’t go back to the pediatrician until next Monday, so I don’t have any up-to-date vital stats, but if I had to guess, I’d say that this little chub is pushing 10 lbs now.  The girl loves to eat.  She’ll fit into this family just fine.

08.06.09

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08.06.09 - The Im pooping... why the hell are you taking pictures of me Series.

08.06.09 - The "I'm pooping... why the hell are you taking pictures of me" Series.

08.10.09 - With her blinged out pacifier clip from Ice Ice Binky

08.10.09 - With her blinged out pacifier clip from Ice Ice Binky

08.10.09 - Milk Drunk

08.10.09 - Milk Drunk

08.12.09

08.12.09 - Four Weeks Old!

08.12.09 - Four Weeks Old!

08.12.09 - Four Weeks Old!

(Lila is 4 weeks and 1 day old)

Three Whole Weeks?!

How did that even happen?  Never in my life has the strange dichotomy of time been more pronounced.  I simultaneously feel like can’t have possibly been three weeks already and that it’s been so, so much longer than that.  Such a strange phenomenon.

Nothing much to report, since we mostly spend our days just hanging out around the house sleeping, eating and pooping.  (Well, urinating mostly.  I swear this kid must be hitting the bottle on the sly because the amount of pee is unfathomable.  She’s like a hose.)  We have made quite a few trips out of the house – to Target, Babies R Us, my parent’s house and our bar (which is under severe construction at the moment).  And we’ve had many visitors, which I truly appreciate as it does break up the monotony of a day spent waiting for more sleeping, eating and pooping.

We did take the little one to her very first dinner party, however.  In honor of Lila’s arrival, my brother being in town and to celebrate dear friends and family, my parents hosted a Tuscan style dinner garden party on August 1st, with several of their closest friends in attendance.  Lila was quite the hit, of course.  Even though she slept through the entire event.

07.31.09

07.31.09

08.01.09 - with her Weird Uncle

08.01.09

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08.01.09

08.04.09 - Lilas first real bath

08.04.09 - Lila's first "real" bath

08.04.09

08.04.09

08.04.09

08.04.09

(Lila is 3 weeks old)

Another week gone by…

I can’t believe my baby is 2 weeks old!  She’s already changed so much.  She’s put on some weight (weighing in at 8 lb, 9 oz – 65th-ish percentile – at Tuesday’s check up), she’s getting remarkably strong, and her chubby little cheeks are taking on a life of their own.  She measured 20.5″ long (down 1/2 an inch from birth, which we attribute to the recession of her conehead), which is the 75th percentile.  And her head measured just under 14″ around (the 50th percentile), which is up slightly from when she was born.

Lila is still an incredibly well behaved little lady.  :::knock on wood:::  She really only cries when she means it.  Thank god.

Unfortunately whoever is in charge of the weather here in Seattle has decided to play a cruel joke on us.  It’s been above 90 degrees for a couple days now and apparently will be for a couple more.  The heat is taking a definite toll on all of us.  We’ve pretty much moved into the guest room in our basement, since the downstairs stays at least 10 degrees cooler in this house.  Poor little Lila has mostly been hanging out in just a diaper, but she’s still too hot.  (I, myself, have been rocking not much more than some granny undies and a nursing bra.  So please – call ahead if you’re coming over.)

Because of the heat, what few eating and sleeping patterns Lila had (or was starting to develop, I guess) have been derailed.  Perhaps she’s gearing up for a growth spurt as well, but for the last couple days the kid just cannot get enough to eat.  She’s constantly attached to my chest.  And to make matters worse, my right boob decided to go on strike yesterday.  She just couldn’t get anything out of it.  So the left one was trying to make up for it, but now it’s *really* sore.  Fortunately, Righty appears to have reconciled its grievances with the union and is back at work.  For something that is such a natural phenomenon, breastfeeding sure isn’t easy.

7/23 - Milk Coma

7/23 - Milk Coma

7/24 - Hanging with Papa

7/24 - Hanging with Papa

7/25 - Big ol cheeks  :)

7/25 - Big ol' cheeks 🙂

7/25

7/25

7/25 - The Im a little stinker face

7/25 - The "I'm a little stinker" face

7/25 - Holding the baby: youre doing it wrong.

7/25 - Holding the baby: you're doing it wrong.

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(Lila is 2 weeks and 1 day old)

An Unwelcome Trip Back to L&D

I suppose something had to go wrong eventually, right?  With such an easy pregnancy and a relatively easy and normal delivery, I just knew I’d gotten off too easy.  I was waiting for the other shoe to drop.

On July 24th I started bleeding much more heavily than I had been and then on the 25th it really amped up.  We’re talking – TMI warning – soaking more than one pad an hour and passing multiple large clots.  We ended up going back to L&D around 1:00 yesterday where they did some blood work, a pelvic exam and an ultrasound, then put me on Methergen to make me contract and get the rest of it out.

We don’t know exactly what caused what, but I ended up with as much contraction pain as transitional labor – but worse because it was constant… no breaks in between contractions.  I also developed such an intense fever that my whole body was convulsing from the chills.  Based on the high level of bleeding and uh, forgive me, baseball sized clots (yum) they decided to keep me overnight.

I ended up having a D&C at 9:30 pm on the 25th.  Based on the ultrasounds, the docs weren’t 100% that it would solve the problem, but said it was our best bet.  Once they got in there, they all agreed it was definitely the right call.  Turns out I still had some stubborn bits (okay… massive bits) of placenta hanging out.

Because of the anesthesia and antibiotics they gave me during the D&C, the chief anesthesiologist said that I couldn’t breast feed for the rest of the night.  I was really hoping to never have to give Lila any formula, but better that than pass along harmful drugs to her little body, right?  Except, um, the damn doctor was wrong.  We found out a bit later that none of the particular meds they gave me would be transfered through breastmilk.  Unfortunately this news didn’t come until we’d already given the little miss half a bottle of formula.  I was so sad.  😦  I know that there’s absolutely nothing wrong with formula – plenty of wonderful, intelligent people were formula fed as infants.  It was just hard to watch someone else feed a bottle of something other than my breastmilk to my 10-day-old baby.

Yesterday morning, once they were convinced that the bleeding had slowed WAY down and I was stable, we were able to leave.  They’ve got me on 15 million different meds to keep me contracting, ward off pain and infection, etc. and I’m feeling so, so much better.

What a way to spend a weekend.

(Lila is 1 week and 5 days old)

Lila’s First Week

It’s official.  We’ve won the baby lottery.  Our little Lila is such a good baby.  She eats like a champ, sleeps in her bassinet for 2 or 3 hour stretches at a time (a feat for newborns, as I understand it) and only cries if she actually means it – like, I’m hungry or I’m cold or hey, dipshits, change my sopping wet diaper.

Our first night home from the hospital was a little rough because we couldn’t get the little miss to sleep without one of us holding her.  So we took shifts all night long.  Fortunately, after a bleary-eyed viewing of Happiest Baby on the Block the next evening, we figured some things out.  Change her, swaddle her tight, feed her and put her down (already asleep… for now) next to a white noise machine, and she’ll sleep happily for a couple hours.  Not too shabby.  Of course, this unseasonably hot Seattle summer is making the swaddling thing a little harder, but we’re making do.  Fortunately it seems as though she doesn’t even really need to be swaddled to sleep for a while.  But the white noise machine… well… that thing is magic.

Thus far we’ve found that there are a few things we can’t live without.  In case anyone out there is wondering what go-to items they should really invest in, let me (clearly the seasoned pro after a week) divulge:

  • Boppy pillow for breastfeeding
  • Big exercise ball to sit on and bounce with baby.  She LOVES it.  The bouncing shuts her right up.  🙂
  • White noise machine.  You could plug in and turn on any number of appliances – hair dryer, vacuum, etc – but who wants to leave those things running all night long?
  • Hospital baby blankets.  They’re perfect for swaddling because not only are they big enough, but they’re rectangular, so that last bit that you need to wrap around and tuck in is actually long enough.

We still have quite a lot to learn, but the three of us are really starting to get into a rhythm.

7/16/09 - still at the hospital

7/16 - still at the hospital

7/17 - Hanging out with Grandma

7/17 - Hanging out with Grandma

7/17 - cuddling with Grandpa

7/17 - Cuddling with Grandpa

7/18 - Ready for her first outing... a trip to the Apple Store, of course.

7/18 - Ready for her first outing... a trip to the Apple Store, of course.

7/19 - Chillin with Papa.  Probably watching some golf.

7/19 - Chillin' with Papa. Probably watching some golf.

7/20 - on the exercise ball with Mama

7/20 - on the exercise ball with Mama

7/22 - one week old

7/22 - One week old

7/22 - Miss Adorable.  :)

7/22 - Miss Adorable. 🙂

7/22 - Relaxing in Grandmas arms

7/22 - Relaxing in Grandma's arms

7/22 - Me and my baby girl

7/22 - Still sleeping

7/22 - Getting some fresh air with Mama

7/22 - Getting some fresh air with Mama

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