It’s a beautiful day

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.

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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:

Jamtots Berry Plush
Stay Dry AMP
One size duo AMP

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:

Dr. Sears
Kelly Bonyata
– And while it sounds ultra-cheesy, the Baby Whisperer

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!

Peace.

Diaper bags!

June 20, 2010 § Leave a comment

Ok so we’re T-6 days until my tiny peanut’s party!  Next Saturday, my glorious girlfriends are throwing my peanut her baby shower so my fave women and I can celebrate the life in my belly.

One of my closest girlfriends from high school, C, can’t make it.  Boo.  After going to share in the experience that is Sex and the City 2 together the other night, C said she had my shower gift in her car.   Excitedly, I watched her pop her trunk and it came into view.  It was… a Petunia Pickle Bottom (aka PPB) diaper bag.  Sigh.   My bag isn’t really like this (it’s dark brown with gorgeous reddish pink flowers embroidered on it) but the style is the same.  C said she wanted to buy me something I wouldn’t have bought myself.  Double sigh.  I cried all the way home.

Last night, after consuming a stupendous beef stew I made I went to meet another of my besties, E, for ice cream (at Dairy Queen of course).  Before wolfing down our respective blizzards, E surprised me with another early gift- a diaper bag she’d had made especially for me at HotMama Handbags!  It looks just like this and is altogether fabulous!  At first, I have to admit, I was a bit confused as to what I should do.  E couldn’t return hers b/c it was custom but maybe C could return hers and I could get something else?  After a thorough discussion with E, it was decided that both were actually essential.  They were in totally different colour palettes and as such, would go with different outfits.  E went through two identical diaper bags in her first year of being a Mama so it was agreed I would just rotate these two beauties which would make both of them go further.  Now that’s my kind of decision!

My Mom arrived yesterday afternoon in advance of the shower.  She’s volunteered to weed my garden and plant the annuals we bought today in advance of our garden party next Saturday.  How fantastic is that?  I love my Mom.  Like a lot.

Also I feel the need to update the below stroller-related post.  After much thought, we’ve decided against the Bugaboo Chameleon and are, instead, choosing the Phil & Ted’s Vibe.  The double seat really sold us and my very practical husband really appreciated the ease with which it folded (even with the double seat attached) and the turn-on-a-dime maneuverability.   This is our final answer.

All in all, another fantastic week in the life of Rhiana.  Oh and I told my beautiful stepson today that his baby sister’s first party was next weekend.  He said: “Oh!  You got her out already?”  Heh.  Not quite little man, not quite.

Big big love to all those swollen, swaying bellies out there!

I’m feeling big, big, big….

June 3, 2010 § Leave a comment

I’ve always been one of those really lucky women with a solid body image and a natural acceptance of her size and frame.  I’ve very rarely asked if I look fat in anything.  I have confidently worn two-piece bathing suits regardless of the degree to which my body does not look like Pam Anderson’s.  I wear form-fitting clothes and like my curvy parts.  And I have, throughout this pregnancy, felt very beautiful and mobile and comfortable…that is until today.  I’m hoping that it will pass (tomorrow preferably) but today I feel restricted and bloated and well… big.

I have one of these lovely husbands who tells me that I’m beautiful several times a day.  This helps.  Immensely.  Having said that I woke up this morning feeling sort of rotund and so ate a light lunch to compensate and was hungry in an hour so munched most of the afternoon and then, upon arriving home after a long day at the factory, thought a warm shower might just do the trick.  All was going well until I bent over to shave my legs and I could only reach mid-calf.  Mid-calf!  I tried to bend over a bit more but the soccer ball it feels like I swallowed wouldn’t allow it.  I tried to bend to the side and thought I would topple right over so corrected myself immediately.  Finally after trying everything I could standing up, I resorted to sitting down.  But of course before I settled in comfortably I sort of slid down the shower wall and squeaked my way to the ground but not before my hus came rushing in to make sure I hadn’t hurt myself.  Sigh.

Then to make matters worse, I got out of the shower and made the mistake of looking at my naked body in the mirror.  I hadn’t been in long enough to completely fog out the mirror which is unfortunate in this case.  I’ve been collecting a few stretch marks on my hips the last few weeks as I expand and I’ve grown accustomed to seeing them there, almost like those really good friends (of all shapes, sizes and colours) we all (hopefully) have whose presence reminds us that we’re awesome.  Well it seems my friends have invited some friends to my behind because there are definitely a bunch of new squiggles that I hadn’t previously met.  Great.

Anyhoo, I’ve got dinner on the go and am salivating just thinking about the salmon filets, baked potato and corn on the cob we’re going to get to eat in half hour.  Ok, just typing that sentence made me feel better.  Sad but true.  I’m going to take my swollen-ankled, sausage-toed, water-retaining self to the kitchen to put the finishing touches on our meal.  Thanks for listening.

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