I always complain about how I have nothing to do, well not anymore. Last night Brad and I went out to Fort Langley for a CD release of the Left. I had a lot of fun, specially because we got to go out by ourselves and didn’t have to worry about being back in time for Sophie’s bed time. My mom is very nice to babysit for us, we’re very thankful to have the extra help.

Tonight we’re going out again, we’re going to see Ratatouille ( I have no idea how to spell that correctly). I am sooooo excited for it. I will write all about our weekend at the end of the weekend. Come back on Sunday for updates

Sophia at the doctors office 

Today Sophie had her very first play date. A little while ago I blogged about how I felt that I no longer had anything in common with my friends whom don’t have children, and how being a stay at home mom can get very lonely. Well, since the wonderful world of facebook I have reconnected with some people that I had not seen in some time. The last time that I saw Kim was on our graduation day back in 2001. So yah, 6 years, but it was very comfortable and I had a lot of time catching up. She also has a little girl, Haylee, she’s about 6 weeks older then Sophia, but it’s not too big of a gap so it was nice.

We were supposed to get together with one other girl that we went to high school with, but we couldn’t get a hold of her and hoping that everything is ok. Maybe another time all of will get to go out. I was being a bit of an air head when I headed out this morning and forgot to take my camera with me, so I guess I won’t have any pictures from Sophie’s first play date. oh well, she will have many more to come. I’m looking forward to hanging out with her and our kids playing together. That’s it, that’s what we did today. Yay for a fun day !!!

I’m having a little trouble understanding what’s going through my little girls head. For some odd reason she has decided that it’s a good idea to wake up in the middle of the night and play. She has done this before, but I have always been able to get her back to sleep. Now she just wants me to hold her, and as much as I love cuddling with Sophie, I don’t love it at 2 am. It’s mommy’s time to sleep, and well it should be her sleep time as well. Weird kid. I wish I knew what to do about that. it’s almost like she has an internal clock that wakes her at the same time every night and tells her that it’s play time. I don’t really have much to complain about her sleep. She is an excellent, napper and goes down for bed easily, it’s the middle of the night waking that it the problem.

Mu husband is kind enough to get up with her in the morning and let me catch up on some sleep, but I wish that I wasn’t so tired in the morning and could spend the morning with my family.

Brad wants to watch Invisible Children with me, so time to go.

Since I haven’t posted much recently I figured I would today. I don’t really know what came over me, maybe a needed a blog break.

Things have been going well here. I had a wee bit scare last week, and have never been so happy to get my period. It was 9 days late, but it came and that’s all that matters. I think it made me realize how unready I am for another child. I think it would be nice to have kids close together, but right now my sanity is more important. No baby itch here, I’m happy not to have to worry about it anymore.

Sophie has been doing well. She has finally settled into a great napping routine. I can actually get about 3 napping hours out of her. She usually takes a nap at 10am and 2 pm, gives me a break to do some stuff and she is much happier when she is well rested. She still only has one tooth. I thought the other one was going to be there as soon as her first came in, but nothing else is cutting through.

Well I’m wearing one of those wrist bandages right now so typing is really hard. Have a good day

So I’ve had this pain in my wrist for almost a month now. One morning I woke up with my arm being as asleep as you can get, and from there on I have had really annoying pain. You know when you have a huge knot in your back and it’s so irritating, well this is what my wrist has been feeling like for the past month. When I went to see the doctor he just told me to take some anti inflammatory pain killers, but so far they have not been helping. I don’t know what else to do. I guess I can go get an x-ray done, but other than that what can one do?

It’s really hard to hold Sophie because if I twist my arm in any direction then I feel it, and it does not feel nice. It almost wants to lock on me, and that would not be good for many reasons.

Any suggestions? I went to see the doctor again today, so maybe I’ll get some answers on Monday.  Have a good weekend everyone

Forgive me for my lack of posting lately, but I just haven’t had all that much to write about. That and I have also been preoccupied with something else.

Yesterday my parent, Brad and I took Sophie to Harrison for the day. Since it was so beautiful outside we thought it would be fun to have a lazy day. I’m still loving the sling that I got a few months ago, it’s so handy during nap times. Well, seeing as how I don’t really know what to say and I’m not in the mood to blog I’ll just post some pictures.

Wait, they’re not uploaded yet..Oh well, I’ll do it later.

 

Remove the blog in the top spot from the following list and bump everyone up one place. Then add your blog to the bottom slot, like so:

Spin Me I Pulsate
Becoming Three

Always a Work in Progress!

Mummy Musings

the epic of mom

What were you doing 10 years ago?

I was in Middle School. Hahahaha, that’s almost funny to think about

What were you doing 1 year ago?

Looking fondly at my growing belly. I think I was visiting my family for my first baby shower

Five Snacks You Enjoy

1.) Ice-cream

2.) Fruit

3.) Cheese cake

4.) Coffee stuff

5.) Sesame Snacks

Five Songs That You Know All The Lyrics To

1.) Old Macdonald had a farm

2.)Row row row your boat

3.) Beautiful by James Blunt

4.) Champion Supernova By Oasis

5.) Caring is creepy by the Shins

Five Things You Would Do If You Were a Millionaire

1.) Buy a house!

2.) Travel.

3.) Share with friends and family.

4.) Invest wisely and spend the interest.

5.) Save children from war

Five Bad Habits

1.) grinding my teeth in my sleep

2.) Procrastinating

3.) watching too much TV

4.) Spending too much time surfing the net

5.) Being unproductive
Five Things You Like To Do

1.) Play with, and even just watch, my kid

2.) Visit with friends

3.) taking walks with Sophie and Brad

4.) going swimming

5.) Organize

Five Things You Would Never Wear Again

1.) that’s a tough one. really short tops

2.) Mini skirt

3.) platform shoes

4.) Blue eyeshadow

5.) A LoT of makeup

Five Favorite Toys

1.) Leap frog learning table- Sophie likes it

2.) Exersaucer

3.) my laptop

4.)Brad’s laptop, it’s way better then mine

5.) Games

I am tagging:

1.) http://8minutes.wordpress.com/

2.) http://pluckymama.wordpress.com/

3.) http://babycailyn.wordpress.com/

4.) http://reformattingmybrain.wordpress.com/

5.) http://www.struggleandemerge.com/blog/

I was going to blog about this a few days ago (when she actually got her tooth), but I kept forgetting to. Sophie got her first tooth on June 15th. I knew that she had been teething, but the little sharpie took me by surprise. When she was 3 months old I was convinced that she was teething, had all the classic signs. She drooled like a mad dog, chewed on EVERYTHING around her, and had huge red cheeks. Nothing came for months. A couple of weeks ago I wrote about the unexplained fevers that she had, well I guess now I have an explanation. It wasn’t a virus like that horribly rude doctor told us, she was cutting a tooth.

I was actually checking her gums and she bit me, those little things are really sharp. I can see her other bottom one is right behind the one that just popped through.

That’s it, I just wanted to share our first tooth excitement. I’ll post a picture later.

TELL ME ABOUT IT

By Carolyn Hax

Wednesday, May 23, 2007; Page C10

Carolyn:

Best friend has child. Her: exhausted, busy, no time for self, no time for me, etc. Me (no kids): Wow. Sorry. What’d you do today? Her: Park, play group . . .

Okay. I’ve done Internet searches, I’ve talked to parents. I don’t get it. What do stay-at-home moms do all day? Please no lists of library, grocery store, dry cleaners . . . I do all those things, too, and I don’t do them EVERY DAY. I guess what I’m asking is: What is a typical day and why don’t moms have time for a call or e-mail? I work and am away from home nine hours a day (plus a few late work events) and I manage to get it all done. I’m feeling like the kid is an excuse to relax and enjoy — not a bad thing at all — but if so, why won’t my friend tell me the truth? Is this a peeing contest (”My life is so much harder than yours”)? What’s the deal? I’ve got friends with and without kids and all us child-free folks get the same story and have the same questions.

Tacoma, Wash.

Relax and enjoy. You’re funny.

Or you’re lying about having friends with kids.

Or you’re taking them at their word that they actually have kids, because you haven’t personally been in the same room with them.

Internet searches?

I keep wavering between giving you a straight answer and giving my forehead some keyboard. To claim you want to understand, while in the same breath implying that the only logical conclusions are that your mom-friends are either lying or competing with you, is disingenuous indeed.

So, since it’s validation you seem to want, the real answer is what you get. In list form. When you have young kids, your typical day is: constant attention, from getting them out of bed, fed, clean, dressed; to keeping them out of harm’s way; to answering their coos, cries, questions; to having two arms and carrying one kid, one set of car keys, and supplies for even the quickest trips, including the latest-to-be-declared-essential piece of molded plastic gear; to keeping them from unshelving books at the library; to enforcing rest times; to staying one step ahead of them lest they get too hungry, tired or bored, any one of which produces the kind of checkout-line screaming that gets the checkout line shaking its head.

It’s needing 45 minutes to do what takes others 15.

It’s constant vigilance, constant touch, constant use of your voice, constant relegation of your needs to the second tier.

It’s constant scrutiny and second-guessing from family and friends, well-meaning and otherwise. It’s resisting constant temptation to seek short-term relief at everyone’s long-term expense.

It’s doing all this while concurrently teaching virtually everything — language, manners, safety, resourcefulness, discipline, curiosity, creativity. Empathy. Everything.

It’s also a choice, yes. And a joy. But if you spent all day, every day, with this brand of joy, and then, when you got your first 10 minutes to yourself, wanted to be alone with your thoughts instead of calling a good friend, a good friend wouldn’t judge you, complain about you to mutual friends, or marvel how much more productively she uses her time. Either make a sincere effort to understand or keep your snit to yourself.

Yesterday I did something that I haven’t done in years, I went to the gym. Yes you heard me, I went to work out. I think I was just as shocked at myself as everyone around me. My body hurts now, but I had a lot of fun there.

Before I was heading there I put Sophia in her exersaucer so that I could get some work done. Somehow she got a hold of a piece of paper and started munching on it. I didn’t think it was a big deal as she loses interest in things pretty quickly. The next thing I see are a bunch of holes in the paper and a huge piece in her mouth. By the time that I got to her she had swallowed that chunk of paper. So much for it not being a big deal, I let my kid eat paper. I guess it really is not that big of a deal, I just have to be more careful now.

Back to my  going to the gym story. I went for a 20/20/20 exercise, which concentrates on butt/thighs/stomach areas. I know that I am skinny and all, but my body doesn’t feel as tight as it did before Sophie so I have to take care of that. I also went to be healthier, as I am incredibly out of shape. It was a good workout, and I wasn’t the only one huffing and puffing by the end, I am proud of myself.

Ohhh Brad is out of the shower, my turn. I love taking showers. Laters……

Sophia by her crib, just after a nap

Today I had my dreaded dentist appointment. I have nothing against the dentist, it’s just that every time that I go in there I get bad news. I was born with genetically bad teeth, so rarely is there anything positive to report from such a visit. I went in for a regular check up and my annual teeth cleaning. Well, it was more like my first teeth cleaning in 2 years, but at least I got it done. When I was pregnant with Sophie I got really sore and bleeding gums. I tried getting in to see a dentist, but no dentist wanted to take me on as a patient; apparently I had to have an initial visit before they would even do a cleaning, but the visit included x-ray which I couldn’t have due to pregnancy. I thought that was kind of dumb, but that’s just how they did it there. When I told the dental hygienist this, she simply shook her head. Pregnancy is already so hard on your teeth that it seems odd not to do something about it. Apparently I had gingivitis problems that caused gum inflammation. Great, just what I wanted. She cleaned my teeth really well and made some follow up appointments to get my cavities fixed. You’re going to love this…I have 9 cavities!!! Yikes, I guess that’s what happens to people with bad teeth. On top of all of that, I have to get 4 crowns on my front teeth because they are so ground down from my nightly teeth-grinding, that they are no longer protecting my molars from being destroyed.

The 4 crowns are considered a cosmetic procedure and hence are not covered by dental. Each crown is about $800.00, so it’s a lot of money. I guess I will have to wait a while to get that done. I really hope that Sophia gets Brad’s teeth. The guy hasn’t been to a dentist in 7 years and I bet all his teeth are doing better then mine.

Well that is it, that was my eventful morning. My gums and teeth are hurting really bad after that cleaning, I hope I can get all this dental work done before we have another baby. If I find some money for it…..

No picture today, I don’t fell like uploading one. Have a good afternoon…

I haven’t felt like blogging much. I suppose I just don’t have all that much to say. Sophie has been doing very well. Her weird fever has gone away, thus her days are much happier. I love seeing her big smiles and giggles. She lights up my day. I know that I complain a lot when she is cranky, but I really love her with all my heart. She is such a joy to have.

On Monday she had her last swimming class and received a little swimming diploma. It was sooo cute, I can’t believe they give those out to babies. I am so glad that I took swimming classes with her; we had a lot of fun and she learned a lot. It seems silly to take a baby to swimming classes, but it is very useful. She learned to prepare to be submerged under water, how to kick her feet, and to float. We’re actually going to take another course starting July 7. My mom is going to buy her a little kiddie pool so that she has somewhere to have fun during the hot days.

That’s it, that’s all I have to say for now. Here’s a picture of Sophie and her swimming diploma

I haven’t felt like blogging recently, so here are some pictures instead

I never thought that  would see my 7 month old baby have tantrums. I always thought that the tantrum stage starts around the age of 2, oh boy was I wrong. I don’t know if they will start full blown or if she is just acting out randomly, but I do know that it has began. Yesterday I was offering her some food and she starting swinging her arms back and fourth and making really loud screeching noises. Of course the food went flying up in the air and landed on top of her, and that just made her more angry. I wish I knew why she is throwing fits like that. I’m pretty sure that at this age she is unable to rationalize and try to manipulate us, there is no way that she is doing that. And I know that at this age she won’t understand “NO.” I thought that I would have a lot more time than 7 months..ahahah.

I’m in the process of reading Positive Discipline, as I in no way believe in hitting, pinching, flicking, or smacking a child. Not that I would even consider something like that at this age, but I figures that once the toddler years approach I want to have some sort of a clue what I will be up against. I just know that I am completely against spanking children, to me it’s just plain child abuse I don’t care what peoples reasons are. I think we as parents have a responsibility to teach our children right from wrong and how to deal with their emotions, not smack it into them. It always made me so mad seeing a parent hit their kid and say “don’t you hit your brother,” how hypocritical is that? I guess I just don’t get it how someone can inflict pain on their precious little child. I know that I could never do something like that.

Anyway, I don’t really know why I ranted about that, I just felt I needed to say that. Back to Sophie’s fits. I think that she flips out because she is unable to do the things that she wants to do. What I mean by that, is when she sees a cat walk by  she wants to touch it but she can’t reach the cat. I can see her legs going, but she is just not strong enough to chase the kitty, so instead she just screams in frustration. I have seen her do that on daily account for a couple of weeks now. Yesterdays food throwing was a new one for me. I guess when you have two temperamental parents you’re bound to be the same, the poor kid had no hope

So if you have any suggestion on what I can do to help her at this age I would love to hear them. I guess the biggest thing that I can do is distract her with something else. I just don’t want her always feeling frustrated, and it seems like lately that has been the majority of her days. She is a happy little girl, when she has what she wants.

Sophie has had a very light fever for the last few days, so yesterday I decided to take her to the doctor hopefully to rule out an ear infection - cranky, feverish babies are not that much fun. I had to make a last minute appointment and the receptionist got Sophia and I in for a 4:30pm appointment. I thought, “Great”; in Edmonton our doctor’s office was very busy and I was lucky if I could get in that week that I called, so this was a nice change. When we arrived, the nurse looked at me and asked whom the appointment was for. When I told her we were there for Sophie she said that this doctor we are about to see doesn’t see babies (well, he “sees” babies - he just doesn’t really like to examine them). Ok, well, I just booked the appointment, it was not my responsibility to check whether that doctor takes babies or not - her chart says how old she is, so if anything they need to get a receptionist that can read.

Once the doctor got there he quickly looked at her, jabbed a stick down her throat - of course she flipped out because he gagged her, and in the end said that there is nothing wrong with her. If there was nothing wrong with her then she wouldn’t have a fever now would she? He said that, if anything, it could be a virus and it will pass on it’s own. Great - thanks for letting me know how I can help my baby feel better.

On the way out he walked up to the nurse and told her, in a very clear and annoyed tone, to weigh the baby and that he DOES NOT see babies as patients. Sheeesh buddy, it’s not like we purposely booked with you just to make you mad. He’s a doctor for Pete’s sakes, if someone needs help he should be civil and helpful. I was a little peeved at the whole situation, and my poor baby still has a fever…. thanks a lot doc.

Anyway, Sophie didn’t sleep well last night. She woke up at 5:00am and didn’t fall back to sleep until 6:30am and then was up for the day at 7:22am. Poor kid was sweaty and cold at the same time, I gave her some Motrin and finally she knocked out. Grrrr.

Oh, at least we found out her most up-to-date weight: 16lbs 13oz.

Sophie and mommy taking a nap

Quit staring at my ugly pajamas, I was cold…

We had quite the adventure yesterday. After our swimming class Sophie decided to take a nice 3 hour nap, and mommy was very happy with it. Well, once she woke up I thought that it’d be best if we took her outside for a bit. Seeing as how it wasn’t the nicest day out we decided to go out and get some coffee. On our way to the coffee shop I remembered that there was a bad that I wanted to get at the mall and we took a little detour there. I was sitting in the back seat with Sophia and all of a sudden she started grunting a lot. I didn’t really think much of it as she makes really odd noises in the car all the time. Well after all that grunting we had a big poopy. I was being somewhat of an airhead and forgot to grab the diaper bag, so of course we didn’t have anything to change hew with. I thought that it was no biggie seeing as how there is a London Drugs in the mall and we can get her diapers there, we needed some anyway. So I grabbed her out of her car seat and proudly carried her into the mall. I was wondering why some people gave me weird looks, until I realized that my hand felt a little wet. I turned Sophie around to discover that the poop went out of her diaper onto her back. Yummy. We got some wipes and diapers and when I started changing I discovered that not only did it go up her back, it went up and over the shoulders. So now we had to get her a new shirt. After I changed her into a new diaper I couldn’t put on her old shirt so I had to carry my poor little baby half naked through the mall. I’m sure people thought that there was something wrong with me, or that I didn’t know how to dress my baby. We got her a $5.00 shirt at Zellers.

It’s not over yet. When we walked into Zellers she decided that it was a good time to have a nice and big spit up party. I feel kinda bad for not cleaning it up, but by that time I just wanted to get out of the mall. So once we bought that shirt we just had one more stop to make and then we could go and get our coffee. I got my bag and she spat up all over the bag too. Way to go Sophie!!!

So that was our adventurous day. Ahhh the joys of motherhood and cleaning up messy babies. Oh well, it’s kinda funny.

This is Sophie attempting to crawl…

 

Yesterday my mom, dad, Sophia, Brad and I ventured out to Metro-town. I really wanted to go shopping and we thought that it would be a lot of fun if we went out to a big mall. I find that these little town malls are not that great, and half the time I can’t fin what I need in them anyway. I’m a terrible shopper as it is, so only being able to shop in small places makes my end goal that much harder to reach. I like getting stuff, it’s the looking for it part that sucks. So anyway, we got into our little car and went out to Burnaby. I was very pleasantly surprised at how well she handled the shopping trip. She had a great big nap before we left and a little one while we were in the mall, other then that she was all smiles and giggles.

When my mom and I were looking for stuff at Jacob, Brad and my dad took Sophia to the Disney store. They showed her a bunch of little toys, but she didn’t seem interested in them, until the saw a little Dalmatian’s puppy called Snoopy. She was all over that little dog, giggling and slobbering all over him. Of course my dad bought the little puppy for her, and she was playing with it for the remainder of the time there. By the time that we got out of the mall and into the car the little dog was sopping wet with her oh so plentiful drool. I actually sat on the dog and my bum was all wet.

Another fun that happened was that Sophie made a friend. There was this little girl walking around the store with her dad while her mom tried on some clothes. Sophie just loved that little girl. She was squealing and laughing like crazy. They were entertaining each other back and fourth. The little girl just lived the attention that she was getting from Sophie, and Sophie thought it was the greatest thing that the little girl was doing little dances for her. It was so precious to watch.

So overall we had a good and successful trip and got lots of stuff. I needed summer clothes really bad, and got some nice things. I still need to get a few more things (my shirts are too tight ), but other than that I got what I needed.

I’ll post some pictures from our trip when I upload them.

I got some of these from my parenting forum, and I thought it would be funny to share. Feel free to add and I will post it here.

• YOU KNOW YOU’RE A MOM AND SLEEP DEPRIVED WHEN…
• sleep is the only think that you can think, obsess and dream about.
• you think you’re going crazy when you hear screaming even when it’s dead silent in the house.
• 7 am is considered sleeping in
• you get excited when you see a poopy diaper
• you become a complete airhead- there are days you’re surprised you are able to dress yourself (and haven’t gotten into a car accident!).
  
• that even months after you’ve had the baby you’re still shedding like a lab
• you drive to work and don’t remember the drive
• you are talking to someone and forget what you are saying right in the middle of your conversation
• you’ve heard crying too and jumped up and ran in the nursery only to find your kid sound asleep
• you are pumping for milk for the next day and you fall asleep for an hour sitting up in the chair
• you put the car keys on the side of the car seat while you strap your kid in and then spend 10 minutes trying to find your keys.
• you’re not quite sure if it’s avocado smeared on your pants from toddler hands or if it’s poo from the newborn…
  
• going to the bathroom alone is a luxury.
• you start prepping dinner when you get up in the morning and work on it here and there throughout the day.
• you have no idea what is going on in the world but can name 20 different kinds of dinosaurs and/or digging equipment.
• when you start losing your big people vocabulary
• when you find rocks in your gym bag and know exactly when they were put there and that you’ll be in BIIIIIG trouble if you get rid of them.
• you think nothing of eating the soggy remains of an ice cream cone left by your son, when 5 years ago the very idea would gross you out.
• you find yourself saying things like, “Jackson, no eating your shoes!!!” or “Mommy’s going pee-pee. Do you want to come with?”
• when you are getting out of the car and check to make sure you have your keys 3 times because you don’t remember checking the 1st time.
  
• when you are talking to your child from the bathroom so they won’t start crying.
• you do silly dances while cooking to entertain your 4 month old.
  
• when it’s no longer about you anymore
• when you give in and let your son get a dog and you ARE NOT an animal lover. (I’ve totally lost my mind)