This week we begin a new phase in our lives! The past year on maternity has been wonderful (though challenging) but I always knew it was temporary. I’m eager to start getting back to ‘normal’ and several things are happening this week that make that possible.
We’re struggling, Oliver and I. Or rather I am. His nighttime sleep is awful, with him waking three or more (mostly more) times a night. I’m finding it hard in terms of sleep deprivation but I’m also at war with myself as far as a course of action. Do I leave things as they are and hope he figures it out soon or do I let go of my beliefs and night wean/sleep train? Since he starts day care next week, I can’t do anything right now. Too much change for him! We’ll see how the transition goes and then I’ll decide what to do.
Otherwise, he’s great! Not walking yet (I’d hoped he would before he started day care) but who needs walking when you’re a speed crawler? He’s waving and says “ha” for hi and just this morning gave me a high five! I can’t believe my baby is almost one!
Our little miss has discovered the sweet life of sleeping with Mommy and Daddy. A couple of months ago she was sick with a high fever. My fear of her seizing with a febrile seizure hasn’t diminished, so I brought her into bed with us. Ever since she’s wanted in. She goes to sleep in her own bed but will usually end up with us at some point. Sometimes it’s at 11. Sometimes it’s at 5am. Sometimes she doesn’t come in at all. Though not ideal, we’re not overly concerned at this point. We’re getting sleep and that’s what matters right now. We’re lucky to have a king sized bed!
I start work on March 17! I’ll be honest, I’m excited about having time away from the kids. I’ll miss them but I look forward to that! Being at home with them all the time means I don’t have the chance to miss them. There’s something to be said for that.
I’ve been busy getting things in order, figuring out meal plans, identifying gaps in my wardrobe etc. I’ve been doing a bit of shopping (a few pairs of shoes, a new bag, a couple pairs of pants) but nothing significant. I’m lucky that all of my work clothes fit, so not a lot is needed.
On Meal Planning…
I’ve actually been doing pretty good with meal planning since the beginning of the year. A lot of the meals I’ve been making are ones that can carry over into another meal. They also tend to be versatile dishes that can be served in a variety of ways (with rice, pasta or in a wrap) and will freeze well. These are going to be go-to meals for us on work nights. Our timing will be tight and I don’t want to rely too much on pre-packaged meals and take out. If I prepare toppings in advance (shred cheese, chop veggies etc) than prep time should be short.
Same goes for lunches. I work in the city and the average lunch out is $15, if not more. I need to bring my own lunch to save us some money. I’ve found several recipes that will create several meals for me.
My master plan is to try and blog about all this in more detail but I feel like I’m crying wolf when I say that. I’m beginning to sound like a broken record but I really want to find time to blog more. Ah time. You elude me.
Happy Friday everyone!
Great news! My ultrasound results came back and show that my doctor was right! The lumps I mentioned last week are fatty lumps called Lipoma and are completely harmless. They’re quite common apparently (why are things you’ve never heard of always common?), especially if you’ve lost weight, which, after having had two babies, I’ve done a couple of times. Phew.
Over the past couple of days two new teeth have appeared! No wonder he’s been sleeping poorly.
Also, I’m concerned about the measles outbreak. Not seriously concerned but mildly concerned. Oliver hasn’t receive his MMR yet (another six weeks or so) and there have been cases reported in Toronto. Now, we don’t go out a whole lot at the moment, since I don’t have a car during the week, but still. I’ll be glad if it blows over quickly.
Molly is pretty much potty trained during the day now! We haven’t attempted the night yet but she still wakes with a wet diaper, so I’m thinking she’s not quite ready for that yet.
It’s making things interesting for when we’re out and about though. She has a fascination with public toilets and at any given location we’ll make numerous trips to the same bathroom, sometimes without any results. But we can’t not take her, so we just have to exercise our patience. Not easy!
In My Upcoming Staycation…
I’m back to work on March 17, three days a week. But because of scheduling, the kids are starting daycare three days a week on March 3. You know what that means?? I get six, SIX, days of kid free time!! I already have a spa day planned with BFF B and I have a few projects I want to get done (paint the bathrooms maybe and hello, I’ve had the fabric for the curtains foe Oliver’s room for over a year!) but am otherwise going to enjoy my time. I’m going back to work at the same time a major project is about to get under way and I’ll be very much involved. No vacation until the fall!
Happy Friday everyone! We’re expecting snow here over the weekend, so I anticipate some quality home time.
Ugh. Oliver is not sleeping well. Still. It’s been months now of waking several times a night but for the last week it’s been even more often, sometimes every 1/2 hour! It’s so hard and frustrating and I’m exhausted but I remember going through a similar phase with Molly. She came out of it, so I have to be confident that he will too.
Molly is in a curious phase this week. She’s into everything that she shouldn’t be and I’m trying very hard to keep my patience! Yesterday she discovered my mascara and concealer. Sigh. I’m sure that won’t be the last time she’s into my make up.
In other news, she’s done very well on the potty this week, no accidents!
So far winter has been lacklustre. It’s disappointing! I was relying on snow to take the kids out and play. Playing outside with no snow is no fun. Plus since Oliver isn’t walking yet, it’s harder to just plop him on the ground without snow. But yesterday we had a few inches! I’m hoping it’s here to stay.
I’m having an ultrasound today to have a couple of lumps I found on my side and back examined. My doctor says she’s 99% sure they’re just fat deposits that are common as you get older, but she’s a better safe then sorry sort, so more exams are needed. It’s a bit nerve wrecking, I have to say. One can’t help but Google the possibilities. Fingers crossed it goes well! I’ll have a follow up next week with my doc. I hate waiting!!
My mom passed along some family jewelry to me this week. It’s all costume jewelry, so holds very little monetary value. But I absolutely love all the pieces and can’t wait to wear them! I’ve done a little research and have identified the designers.
This first set is by Sherman Jewelers, a Montreal based company, one of the top costume jewelry designers in Canada that opened in the late 1940’s.
This next necklace was my grandmother’s and is from Bond Boyd, another well known Canadian Jeweller (they’re still around but focus on corporate jewelry now). The pin and earrings in the next image are from the same company (the pin was my grandma’s and my mom bought the earrings to match).
And this last set are from an American company, Trifari. The bracelet appears to be a different design then the necklace and earrings but they compliment each other.
And that’s my ramblings for this week! Happy Friday all!!
Bah! I’m kidding. As if there’s an art. I know there are gads of books and suggestions for how to go about doing it but to be honest I haven’t read a thing about it! We’ve gone with our instincts and trusted Molly to lead the way.
We really began over a year ago, when she started wanting to sit on the toilet fully clothed. Gradually she wanted to sit without clothes and very occasionally she would pee. But it was so random we didn’t attempt underwear. By that point Oliver had arrived and there was no way in Hades I had the inclination to continue the training process, so we didn’t encourage her. That is until they started suggesting it at daycare. Last summer they asked us to send along numerous changes of clothes and they worked with her on it there. Which of course translated to her wanting to do it at home.
Because Oliver was so little, I was resistant to the idea. Diapers were so easy! No accidents, LESS LAUNDRY! And less freaking time. I didn’t want to drop what I was doing and take her to the bathroom only to have her dilly dally on the toilet (with no results) and then linger to wash her hands. I had no patience, so A often ended up being the point person for that.
However as things got easier with the baby, so did my attitude about it. I also really had no choice. As the fall wore on, she more and more started asking to wear underwear. She would insist on using the potty even if she had a diaper on and, this is a key point, she started doing #2 on the toilet.
Side note: here’s where I admit that if she has any #2 accidents, I throw out the dirty undies. I’m just. Not. Going. There. We have plenty of undies to last us a good long time :-)
We’re now at the point where she will go all day, nap included, in underwear and have no accidents. Her daycare actually sent home her diaper stash last week! They don’t put her in diapers at all there anymore. Some days at home with me she’ll request a diaper and I won’t deny her. We’re still in diapers at night, as she still wakes up wet in the morning.
But, and this is huge, we’ve taken her out shopping without a diaper on and haven’t had any accidents! She’s pretty good about asking to go when we’re out and about and thankfully we’ve always been in a place that’s had a washroom.
It’s great not having to change, and buy, as many diapers, but the real joy I’m feeling is in watching her grow into such a big girl thing. My baby girl isn’t a baby any more and I couldn’t be more proud of the little girl she’s becoming.
I’ve been seeing a lot of posts about weaning around the blogosphere lately and it has me thinking about my own breastfeeding relationships with my children.
I loved nursing Molly, despite a somewhat rocky start (she had a shallow latch). But once we got the swing of things, it was great! She was a huge fan of the boob, needing it not just for food but for comfort and sleep as well. Baby tired? Boob. Baby bump her head? Boob. Baby sick? Boob. There were the moments of annoyance of course, where she would pull off and on, kick me and pick at me but nothing insurmountable. I nursed her until she was 16 months. The weaning process was gradual, starting when I went back to work three days a week when she was a year old. I found out I was pregnant the week before I started work and not only was I not interested in tandem nursing, but I wanted a bit of a break before committing to it for a other year and a half or more, so I’m happy things started winding down when they did.
Things are a bit different with Oliver. Yes, I still love nursing for the ease and convenience but the first few months with him were very difficult as we struggled with both my fast flow and his reflux. He would cry in frustration and in pain. As a result, Oliver isn’t as attached as much as Molly was. He no longer has the reflux issues and my flow finally regulated but he doesn’t seek my breast for comfort and only half the time will he nurse to sleep. At four months he started refusing the right breast altogether. I tried and tried for another few to get him to nurse and would pump to keep my supply up on that side, but finally gave up just before Christmas. I’m lopsided now but at least there’s no upset anymore. And then there’s the dairy. Part of his reflux and gas problem was a dairy intolerance, so on Canada Day I began a dairy free diet, as much as possible. And dammit, it worked. It’s like knowing you lose weight by ditching all the yummy but bad for you foods. Not fair! But my sanity and my little boys happiness was worth it! I noticed a difference right away.
I think the key difference between breastfeeding Molly and Oliver is my feelings on it. Oliver was 10 months yesterday, which means that between him and Molly, I’ve been nursing for 26 months. I’m ready to be done. If we stopped tomorrow I’d be sad but happy to have my boobs back. Because of our rocky start I don’t seem to have the emotional attachment like I did with Molly. However, my beliefs regarding nursing keep me from initiating the weaning process myself:
I still believe in nursing on demand.
I still believe in night feedings at this age, even when people say babies ‘shouldn’t’ need it (who’s to say if my baby is hungry other than my baby).
I still believe it’s the best nutrition for him for another few months at least.
I still believe it’s the best choice for us.
And because of those beliefs I’m hoping for a similar weaning process that Molly had. Gradual and completely his decision. Don’t offer, don’t refuse, that will be my motto soon.
It’s been FOREVER since I’ve done a Friday Ramblings. I hope to do a decent catch up post soon but in the meantime…
Our little mister continues to wake several times in the night. Sometimes I’m fine with it, sometimes I’m not. But my core beliefs about sleep training (not until he’s over a year) and night weaning (I won’t deny breastfeeding if that’s what he wants) prevent me from doing much about it. I just have to be patient and remember it doesn’t last forever! Thankfully he’s a pretty good napper and both kids will nap at the same time, giving me time to nap as well if I need it.
Otherwise he’s great! Almost 10 months, 24 lbs, babbling and He’s starting to cruise around holding onto furniture. I really hope he walks before I go back to work!!
Molly will be 2.5 next month and we are continually astonished by her development. She’s less baby now and more little girl. This time next year we’ll be registering her for junior kindergarten!
We’ve been more vigilant about potty training, with great success! The key for us was letting her take the lead. If she wants underwear, she gets underwear. If she wants a diaper, she can wear a diaper. Just this week though her daycare sent home her diaper stash. No more diapers there!
I’m still in no rush. Sometimes it’s easier for her to have a diaper on. Plus, less laundry for me if there are accidents (though I admit to tossing really dirty undies. Who wants to deal with those?).
I’m tired. But I recently had confirmed (I’d suspected) that I have really low iron, so that’s part of what’s contributing to my fatigue. I’ve been taking a gentle iron supplement and I seem to be a bit perkier. Enough so that I’ve started working out again! We unearthed my elliptical trainer from the basement storage and moved it to our room. I’m using it when I can, even if for just 10 minutes.
I start back to work in two months and the kids start day care before that three days a week at the beginning of March…I’m going to get a bit of a vacation! I’m looking forward to going to work but am also feeling nervous about leaving Oliver. I’m going to be doing a three day a week work schedule though, so I’ll still have a couple of days with my babies :-)
On Date Nights…
With Oliver on solids now, his nursing schedule has become fairly predictable which is awesome because it’s giving us a chance to have much needed date nights! For my birthday we went out to dinner, just the two of us. We were back in time to put the kids to bed.
On A’s birthday a week later, we had a double date with BFF B and her hubby. This time my parents handled bedtime while we had a great dinner and went glow-in-the-dark mini-putting! Such fun!
It’s amazing to be at that point again and great to have time out sans children. We don’t need that sort of thing often, but it’s nice to have the option.
You guys, I’m not sure how I haven’t jumped on the Instagram bandwagon sooner. I love it! You can follow me via the link to the right!
Finally, here are my babies! They are just the best!