Uncle Bill and Aunt Marion

J got to meet H's Uncle Bill and Aunt Marion this week while they were in town. Aunt Marion seemed to have lots of fun holding little J. He was awfully tired, though! We got this pic while visiting with them over at H's mom's place.


Sweet!

Ah, to be rich and insane

In my lunch break at work today, I was reading in one of those tabloid mags (it was in the lunch room and I was bored - what can I tell you) about Lindsay Lohan's sudden weight loss. The article talked about Lindsay and her friends at a Hollywood Jeans Fair, where Lindsay, holding up a complimentary pair of 21" jeans, stated "Boy are these ever tiny", to which her friends replied "Lindsay, you're so tiny".

My only thought at reading this was: What the hell does Lindsay Lohan need with free pants???

Tongue-Tied

Little J had his shots today. Unpleasant, but not as bad as I thought it would be. He screamed for a bit (who could blame the poor little guy?) and needed some baby Tylenol a couple of hours after it was over, but that was about all. He now weighs 7 lbs 11 oz and measures 20-1/4" long. While he has gained at an acceptable rate (roughly 1 pound per month), he is still small for his gestational age, measuring only in the fifth percentile. He's 2 months old today.

The nurse at the health centre had no real concerns, however, except that our baby appears to be quite literally "tongue-tied". It's those little flaps of skin we all have under our tongues that anchor them to the bottoms of our mouths. Well J's (which is visible only when he's screaming, by the way) is too short (the tip of his tongue is attached to the floor of his mouth) and, as a result, he can't open his mouth very wide or stick out his tongue. It interferes with his feeding (which is why he gets hungry so frequently, slips off the breast, gets gassy, etc.) and it can also affect his speech as he gets older. So it will likely need to be snipped, and I will have to phone his pediatrician tomorrow and ask about that. It sounds like a simple procedure. Thank heaven for that.

Anyway, J just finished eating and had a nice burp and spit-up. He got it right down the front of his over-sized nightshirt. (On the inside of the shirt - which now must be pulled over his head with baby puke on it. Yuck!) Bath time for baby.

"My Mommy is the Greatest!"

Observation: When an 18-year old whose mommy (I assume) is buying him a brand new 2005 vehicle MUST have insurance by the end of the day, it would really help us out if said 18-year old would kindly make himself available to deal with prior to the end of that day.

Seriously folks, don't have your mommy phone me to put insurance on your vehicle for you. If you're old enough to drive, you're old enough to arrange your own insurance!! (Poor kid, probably doesn't even know where the gas is supposed to go.)

H Singing to J

H was singing to J tonight ("Any Dream Will Do" from Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat):

Now I return
To the beginning
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo-dee, doo, doo, doo
And I don't know
How the rest of the words go
But I sure love you
Any dream will do.

Now I return
To the beginning
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo-dee, doo, doo, doo
It's the only part
Of the song that I know
But I'm still singing
Any dream will do.

***************
My husband is so sweet!

Darned flightless birds!

I think it's funny. Is that wrong?

Wanting to Study for my CORES Level II

It's a corporate registry accreditation, and they run challenge exams every so often. Having my level II will give me an added boost in the legal field. There are 3 levels, and I have the level I already. I have to get the levels in order, of course. And to pass the exam, I'll need at least an 80%. I've got all the materials printed off and organized. (It's just a huge book!) Now, all I need is some time to study. But I can't do it with the baby in my arms, and he hates his swing and isn't too pleased with his bouncy chair either. He figures all of his awake time should be spent being held. So I can only study when he naps. (It's not like typing - I need both hands free to maneuver the big book and do the practice work.)

Now, J's started to be awake more. I like that he's getting more interactive, but it does make it tough to study. Usually, when he's awake, he's either feeding or crying. Though the colic is improving, it's still an issue, so he cries a fair bit. But he's also having bouts of "wide-eyed wonderment", which are very cute. He just stares into our eyes for long periods of time. He really likes faces now, so he had some fun today looking at himself in the mirror, and reaching out to touch. It was all very cute! But I still couldn't study, of course.

Perhaps I'll get to study a bit this weekend. H is off work and, as long as J's crying doesn't get too disruptive, it might buy me some time. I'll see how that goes. My dad is coming to help us put in a raised garden bed tomorrow, so that will eat up some of our time. But it's one of those household chores that has to be done. One of many that have been neglected, I'm afraid.

I hope J's colicky disposition improves at that magical 3-month mark. (He'll be 2 months old on Tuesday.) If he'll accept less time being held and driven about in the car, I may actually be able to take the exam in fall. I hope so. I need to try and take another accounting course in fall too, but can't do that one-handed either!

Ah well, we shall see. Anyway, it's burp time for baby. Need both hands now! (Sigh!)

J got shades

One of the gifts J received at the shower was a teeny little pair of baby sunglasses. They are still too big, but they are also absolutely irresistible. You'll see why, I'm sure.




Coolest baby ever!

J's Day (June 1)

Well, little J woke up yesterday morning needing to be changed and fed. I changed his wet diaper, and he peed during the diaper change all over his sleeper. Put him in a new sleeper, and then fed him. Then I started to burp him. Two minutes into burping, he pooped. I'm supposed to try and keep him upright for 15-20 minutes after feeding (he has some reflux issues), so tried to wait to change him. But I couldn't, as his diaper started to leak and the poop was on his little white sleeper and getting all over me.

So I went off to change him. Got the new diaper on him, and laid him back down so I could rinse out the clothes as best I could. Returned to get him and put him in a new sleeper, and discovered he'd vomited all into his hair. Washed his hair, got him dressed, and held him up to continue with burping as he was still spitting up some. That's when he abruptly moved off the burp cloth and vomited on my outfit. Continued to hold him upright (figured I'd change later), and he loudly pooped again ... but he was still spitting up, so I had to wait to change him.

15 minutes passes. So, I go to change him again. Before I can get the diaper safely away, he wrenches his foot free and puts it in the poopy diaper, then into the diaper cream. I clean his foot and his bum and start to get him changed. He then starts to spit up again. I get it cleaned up before he gets it in his hair, then put a burp cloth under his head to keep it from getting in his hair. He cries, not wanting a burp cloth under his head. (Babies!) But he gets changed and does not get more spit-up in his hair. (Score one for mommy.)

He seems to have finished spitting up, so I put him back in his bassinet and get myself into a clean outfit. I pick him up to take him downstairs, put his soother in his mouth, and start to walk away. And he spits up - through the soother - all over the clean outfit I am now wearing.
He then fell asleep in my arms and, though it had to be unintentional, I swear he was giving me the finger!!

On a bright note, that was all in the morning. In the afternoon, we went to see Madagascar with theatre_mommy and A. It was really cute, and J was a perfect angel during the movie. He just slept!

Anyway, he's finished his midnight feed now and is wanting his soother. Off we go!

First Mother's Day

Well, we had a wonderful day. H's sister is in town, so we got to spend the day with most of the mothers from both of our families. We missed my sister-in-law, S, though. H gave me a pretty gold locket with a picture of our little J-man in it for my first mother's day. And I love it so much.

My husband and little boy are just the best!

J was a bit fussy at dinner, so we had to put him in his bouncy. He made his patented "Zoolander" face, and we got a pretty good picture of it. I don't know how long he'll continue to make that face. *Sigh!* Babies don't stay little forever.

Anyway, here are the best shots we have taken of J's "Zoolander" face. (It's hard to time the pictures just right!) In the first shot, J was just a few days old. The second was taken today.