January 20, 2011 § 1 Comment
Today was one of those days for me where absolutely everything was beautiful (even my mop of a hair do!). The Hus was home for most of the day as we bounced ideas back and forth about his new business. I put the baby down for a nap around 10AM and when I emerged from her nursery, he’d put together a lovely breakfast of crusty buns, spicy red pepper homous, laughing cow cheese, hot peppers and a light cuke and tomato salad with vinegar, lemon and sel et poivre. Delish!
The baby woke around 10:45AM (little bugger) but was in good spirits so we let her stay up. The Hus left around 1-ish to run errands and do some writing (his thesis is due on Friday!). Nadi and I did a load of laundry and then she did some tummy time on her mat. I noticed a really big difference in her during tummy time today. She was able to keep her head up much higher and didn’t tire as easily. I was so proud!
Also exciting is that Nadi tried to roll over on her own today! She’s not been showing any interest in rolling over to date and certainly doesn’t do anything physically to suggest that she’s close to trying. My girl is cautious and I’ve been gently turning her over now and again during our playtimes so she would get the feel for it and not be afraid to give it a try. Today while I was folding laundry on our bed, I put her face down over a small bolster pillow she immediately (b/c it is perfectly round and almost as little as she is) rolled over onto her back. She looked at me with eyes wide and I clapped and smiled and tickled her in encouragement. We did it another 10 times or so and then I brought her out onto her mat and put her on her tummy and… she almost did it on her own! She had one leg propped up and her opposite arm tucked in close to her body and she was gently rocking herself back and forth. I shook a toy in the direction it looked like she would go and she looked at it but wouldn’t go further. Well not today at least! I’ll try again tomorrow.
By now its 2PM and Nadi’s getting pretty darn tired given she’s only had a 45 minute nap since rising at 7:30AM. I feed her and try to put her down but she won’t have it. So I pack her up and put her in the Moby Wrap (which we LOVE btw) and this is what happened:
There are two things of note in this picture: (1) my Nadi is asleep and (2) you can see why I included a search for a new hairstyle in my last post. Holy shaggy and shapeless Batman.
Anyhoo, we had a lovely walk in the rain (I had an umbrella shielding my Nadi from the misty rain that was falling) and she was out like a light. I walked around until it was almost dark b/c she was sleeping so peacefully but eventually had to come home. When I did, she woke up as if on cue when I stepped into the driveway and was smiling and happy when I unwrapped her and delayered her. A little brunette angel I tell ya.
The Hus arrived shortly thereafter with qeema for dinner- a Persian eggplant, lentil and beef stew. Oh God. If you’ve never had qeema, you must must must try it. It is sooooooo delish. If you happen to live in Victoria, we get ours from Side Dish Restaurant (Langley and Broughton).
My poor baby was beyond tired tonight and was yawning by 530PM. I showered with her (part of our nightly routine now as we both enjoy it so much) and slathered her with lotion and got her in her jammies. We read The New Baby Calf and had Time for Bed in the cue but little Nadi could take no more so Daddy swaddled her, I prepared her room and turned on the heating pad in her crib (which I remove before putting her down of course) and settled in to nurse her. And that is the end of the story and of a most beautiful day.
Peace out bellies, mommas and babies of the world.
January 15, 2011 § Leave a comment
My daughter did the cutest thing today. As I was about to put her sweater over her head this afternoon in advance of a trip to Costco, she closed her eyes in anticipation! She’s 4 1/2 months old. Obviously, she’s super advanced. LOL.
Tummy time is an interesting thing isn’t it? Sometimes she loves it. Other times, “scream” doesn’t do the sound she makes justice. Here are a few photos of my darling in the first scenario.
January 13, 2011 § Leave a comment
So… it’s been a while. Like 5 months and a bit awhile. What happened in these last few months you ask? Well, I had a baby that’s what happened! I’ve got a lot to say. Bear with me.
My life change’s name is Nadia and as anyone whose met her will tell you, she’s darn gorgeous. She was born Sept. 8, 2010 at 7lbs 15oz at Victoria General Hospital in Victoria, British Columbia. She had her 4 month check up with Doc a few days ago (albeit almost 2 weeks late) and she was in the 75th percentile for length and for weight… wait for it… the 5th percentile 😦 Boo. She weighs an adorably but light 11lbs4oz now. Are there supermodel babies? B/c I think my daughter is one.
Doc recommended we try limiting her feeds to 10 minutes per side (12 if I’m feeling really generous…which I usually am b/c I’m a SUCKER). Structuring a baby’s feeds is highly contentious I have realized. Actually, everything about having babies is contentious. We Mommas take our jobs pretty darn seriously.
Couple of key reasons for this 10 minute per side thing. One- Nadi doesn’t nap, well at least not without a pretty good fight and a sore back for Momma from rocking her for hours on end. Doc says she might likely be able to fight off naps b/c she’s catnapping on my boob so much. How did he know? It’s true, I’ve been a bit lazy where trying to get her to nap is concerned. It’s just so much darn work! And if I let her laze at my boob, I can actually like write emails and make phone calls and stuff. Bad.
Second, she’s quite small for her age which could mean that she’s not eating as well as she could be, again, b/c she’s lazing about at my boob for hours on end. So…. we’ve been doing this 10 minutes thing since we got back from Doc’s office on Monday afternoon. Today is Thursday. So except for her last feed of the day where I let her lollygag about until she is sound asleep (Bad), I’ve been taking her off after 10-12 minutes per side. Funny thing is, occasionally she does fuss but it only takes a small distraction before she is back to her smiley self so I’m thinking she’s not missing out on too much. Plus, a little selfish plug here, feedings take SO MUCH LESS TIME which means I have more time for myself. In any case, I’ll keep y’all updated as to how this goes. We’re going in for a weigh-in on February 8th where our efforts will have either paid off or… not. Wish us weight. And naps. And weight loss for Mama, heh. Hey I can ask!
Other than that, our Nadi sleeps great at night. Her routine just changed (babies are like the weather, don’t like what they are doing, wait a minute) and she is now going to bed between 7-8PM and sleeping until 6 or 7AM respectively. Biggest change there? No night feeding. Until two weeks ago, she was waking after 5-6 hours for a feed and then going back to sleep for another 3 hours or so. I like this new thing she’s doing much better. Not sure my boobs do tho. I wake up with rock boobs. Anyone whose had milk come in knows to which I refer. Ouch! I can’t explain the relief once I get her on and she gets going. It rocks. Pardon the pun. Apparently boobs are really smart though and will adjust to the fact that she doesn’t seem to need a night feed anymore. Eventually.
I wasn’t joking about having a lot to say was I?
A couple of things I didn’t know before having Nadi:
1. Newborns have pooplosions. I had to wipe yellow newborn poo off of Nadi’s nursery wall, window and ceiling, yes ceiling, after one particularly large one once. Nadi’s poops tended to stay inside her diaper after about 10 weeks though.
2. Cloth diapering is actually really great. Before Nadi was born I knew I wanted to put her in cloth diapers but when we bought them, compared to the very small disposables we were using at the time, the cloth looked positively daunting. I mean two pieces AND a liner? Sheesh. But we got used to it and now we’re both loving it. Here are the diapers we have in case you’re wondering:
3. Sometimes you have to wake babies up to feed them! And waking a baby who is sleeping peacefully sucks. A lot. We had to wake Nadi every 4 hours for her first 8 weeks of life b/c of her weight (not that its gotten any better since we’ve been letting her sleep). So if you’re preggo, don’t waste a prayer on eye colour or hair or even on intelligence. Pray you have a baby who loves to eat b/c food leads to sleep and sleep, well, sleep will be a highly coveted thing very soon. Yawn.
4. There are a lot of baby experts. Looking for a way to get your baby to nap? Maybe you’d like to get them on a schedule or you’re wondering what to feed them when solids enter the picture? You have 1,098,355 experts to choose from. Go ahead, choose! Goodness me. Sometimes reading other people’s opinions (which is really what they are when it comes down to it) can be comforting, I won’t lie. Especially when you’re up in the middle of the night again, with a baby who won’t stop crying again, unless they are attached to your boob, you got it, again. But other times, I think reading the thoughts and feelings of others can actually separate you from your own thoughts and feelings and you gotta watch out for that. Having said that, here are some experts I like:
5. Getting out of the house with a baby takes practice. Before Nadi was born, I think I thought that I’d just throw her over my shoulder and we’d head out on adventures every day. Adventures to the grocery store, to Mum & Babe groups, to the park. Um…. not so much! Breastfeeding is not easy (see #6 below), at least it wasn’t for us, and while Nadi was really little, she had to eat every 90 minutes or so or she was pretty unhappy. Try to pack your bag, get baby’s diaper changed and get some clothes on her, get the seat on the stroller, get yourself dressed and your hair combed, find your keys, grab something to eat, put your coat and shoes on, walk somewhere interesting and return home all inside 90 minutes! It’s not easy my friends and until quite recently, I was not very comfortable nursing in public which meant Nadi and I stayed home a lot. So I’d suggest making your home as comfortable as possible before baby is born. Admittedly I’m probably more of a home body than most but regardless, I think it is pretty common for new moms to be home a lot more than they were pre-baby.
6. Nursing may be one of the most natural things in the world to do but it doesn’t come as naturally as I thought it would. The nurses at the hospital actually wake you and baby up so babe can chomp in the first day or so (which may sound annoying but was actually extremely comforting for me). When you go home tho, you’re pretty well on your own. Here in Canada, we have public health nurses who visit you a few days after your baby is home to weigh them, check on breastfeeding (if that was your choice) and share what mom-babe resources there are in your community. My nurse’s name is Pamela. She’s a very nice lady and she came a lot for the first several weeks because Nadi was so little. In any case, she helped us through thrush (see #7), latch issues, sore nipples (yowsa!), sleepy baby syndrome and just provided general support. Thx Pamela. You are my public health hero.
7. Did you know you can get a yeast infection in your nipples? Well, you can and it’s 10000x worse than the kind you get down there. First, your nipples don’t itch, they burn. When your baby latches on, it feels like needles are shooting up your breast and into your armpit (the armpit pain is the telltale sign you have thrush as opposed to just sore nipples). Not only that, the pain persists after the feed is over and ANYTHING that touches your raw, red nipple is the enemy. Doctors prescribe meds for thrush but Nadi and I kicked it the old fashioned way. Here’s how we did it.
I took Grapefruit Seed Extract by mouth. I took a 50 billion probiotic each day and cut back sugar and all other white foods. I boosted my immune system with zinc and echinacea. I put liquid silver on my nipples after each feed and let them air dry. Nadi took a baby probiotic (open capsule and fed to her with a wet finger which she actually really liked though it had no taste; I tried it). And the the thing that made the real difference? Garlic. I take 4 capsules of Kyolic garlic every day with meals and each capsule is equivalent to… get this… 17 cloves of garlic! Woweee. And it didn’t make my breastmilk taste funky or if it did, Nadi likes funky.
Ok I’ll shut up now. Stay tuned for my next post- baby items I couldn’t live without!
June 3, 2010 § 3 Comments
Doc G (my fabulous OB-GYN) has been encouraging me since my very first visit, to “get in the pool.” Given that getting into the pool requires a bathing suit, I put it off. At every monthly visit, she’d ask me “Been gettin’ in the pool?” I’d scrunch up my face and shake my head no. The hus would give me the look. I knew I couldn’t keep putting the pool off forever but I sure was going to try.
This morning, over tea, the hus told me that I really needed to get in the pool. He reminded me about how good I would feel once I got there and how much it would help me in labour. His beautiful brown eyes were pleading with me. I caved.
Today on my lunch hour I embarked on the errand a lot of pregnant ladies loathe: bathing suit shopping. I went to the Bay because I needed a place with (a.) a lot of selection and (b.) bad service so the suits and I could battle it out uninterrupted. I took about half dozen black (of course) bottoms in with me and another half dozen patterned tops. I also threw in a one piece halter suit with a little skirt. I started with what I thought offered the most promise- the two pieces. Had it in my mind that they would break up the mass of my mid-section. They weren’t bad…which was surprising. Even more surprising? The little halter one-piece? Super cute! Mind you, I only looked long enough (read: 5 seconds, tops) to log the ego damage in the full-length mirror and the fluorescent lights but still! I looked cute!!
After work I was collected by the hus and driven to my first aquafit class at the Y. After changing and showering, I headed for the pool and joined my group. The pool was warm and I was welcomed with big smiles and even a belly pat from a delightful lady who had some of the most beautiful skin I’ve ever seen. We bobbed around and stretched and plied together. And, most importantly for me, we laughed and laughed and laughed (particularly when I went the wrong way in an exercise and almost knocked our instructor clear over). It was absolutely fantastic and I can hardly wait for my next aquafit adventure on Sunday morning.
So kids, the moral of the story is… do what your really smart Doc and hus tell you! Ok back to So You Think You Can Dance. Don’t judge me.