Since I'm so crabby today (huge work load, lots of traffic, and a still congested baby) I've decided to unload here all of the, unrelated, things that get under my skin.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Posted by Melissa G. at 5:49 PM
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Ok, so there are some reflexes that babies are born with that help them survive, like the sucking reflex, I get it. There also born with the startle reflex, which I'm sure serves some purpose in the greater scheme of things, but all it seems to me to do is wake up a perfectly sweet sleeping baby. But I bet you may not have known that babies are born with other reflexes too, although you may not find them in any textbook.
Posted by Melissa G. at 4:27 PM
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
- You have a winter bush in the summertime (my lady bits are a hot mess right now).
- When faced with the decision to take a shower or go to bed 15 minutes earlier, sometimes early to bed wins out. This means that somedays I go to work dirty and stinky.
- You've worn your hair in a ponytail for the past month and now your head has a dent in it.
- You won't wear any of your nice clothes because they'll just wind up drooled/spit up/or pooped on.
- You can't finish a blog post because you're interrupted by cries...gotta go.
Posted by Melissa G. at 2:28 PM
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Well over a year ago (almost a year and a half if my foggy brain serves me right), when Andy and I first started TTC I happened upon the GP message board on The Bump and met some of the most awesome girls that I've ever had the privilege of knowing, IRL or otherwise. Over the past year we've shared so many aspects of our lives, getting pregnant, surviving pregnancy, going through labor, and having our babies (for the most part), but not only that. We've talked about our husbands, friendships, work, we've never met but I want to take a minute to tell each one of them why they are so special to me, because they deserve it.
Posted by Melissa G. at 6:22 PM
Monday, September 21, 2009
So for the past couple of days Isabella has been really out of sorts, crying, not napping well and waking up a lot at night. She doesn't usually cry a lot, except when she's tired or hungry. It's very rare that she screams for most of the day. I just assumed that it was either a growth spurt or that God was getting back at me for cheating on my science test in third grade (sorry about that), but Saturday night I could hear how congested she would and she wouldn't sleep more then 30 minutes on her back so I let her sleep upright on me that night while I kind of slumped on the couch.
Posted by Melissa G. at 3:38 PM
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Posted by Melissa G. at 2:54 PM
Friday, September 18, 2009
That's Isabella's new nickname. I get glowing reports from my Mom and Andy all day, but the second I walk through the door it's fuss pot city. From what I read, babies have a fussy time in the day and hers just happens to be at 5:00pm. It's so difficult to sit through tons of traffic, work my ass off all day, sit in more traffic to come home to a crying baby. It's really beginning to take a toll on me. It's almost to the point that I hope for traffic so she's napping by the time I come home so I can decompress and not be a balled up wreck.
Posted by Melissa G. at 4:18 PM
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
I've read The Happiest Baby On The Block, Healthy Sleep Habits Happy Child, Jo Frost's Confident Baby Care, The No Cry Sleep Solution, and The Baby Book. I swear if you put all of those authors in one room you'd get different advice and different opinions from each one of them. It's enough to drive you batty.
Posted by Melissa G. at 5:21 PM
Saturday, September 12, 2009
I'm sorry but it's so true. Every father of a baby that I speak too, which is basically anyone who looks like they have a baby, have a baby in the family, or might have been a baby at some point, (hey I'm on a quest here) will tell me horror stories about how their kid didn't sleep through the night until they were 6 months or how they cried for hours and hours on end or how it took the Roman army to get their kid to sleep at night or how they swore up and down that they would never have another baby.
Posted by Melissa G. at 4:26 AM
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
"I'm so fat!" "My skin is disgusting." "This outfit makes my hips look huge." "I look like a transvestite." "My hair is so flat." These are the words verbatim that echoed in the hotel room I shared with my friends for my cousin Christie's birthday. Each girl looked at herself in the mirror and began to berate and humiliate herself as she scrutinized each angle and exacerbated every minute flaw.
Posted by Melissa G. at 5:42 PM
Saturday, September 5, 2009
I think what I need to do is just accept that Isabella is a tiny little person, an infant who wakes up a lot. To eat, to be soothed, whatever. She's not supposed to be sleeping 12 hours a night (although if your kid does this you are mighty lucky). The truth of it is, most babies don't STTN and I've accepted that. Is it fun? No. Is it frustrating? Yes. Am I tired? You betcha. But when push comes to shove, I'm her mother and mothering doesn't stop at bedtime.
Posted by Melissa G. at 5:33 PM
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
And good nights and bad nights. It seems like we're in the middle of a bad stretch. Isabella went from sleeping 6-8 hours a nap and taking several hour naps in the daytime to sleeping 4.5 hours and fighting every nap. It's just really frustrating because I know she's capable of sleeping longer she just won't. I've tried upping the amount she gets in her bottle, I've tried mylicon drops, I've tried begging God and bargaining with the devil. I always said I was anti cry it out, but if this doesn't resolve, once she's four months and able to self soothe, I think I'm going to have to reconsider.
Posted by Melissa G. at 4:06 AM