Hassled Home Life

I would love to say I am back again for good, but I can’t say it, or promise that. I am a mom, and sometimes I am exhausted when the baby is napping or in bed for the night. Sometimes I even neglect the household chores because I am too tired, or don’t want to wake the baby, and I will even admit, sometimes I am too lazy. I know I shouldn’t be, but sometimes it gets the best of me. I think we all do this at times, but a lot of people will never admit it. It is something hard to admit that you just don’t feel like doing it, or are truly don’t care to do it. But on a good note, I am going to at least try to be back again, and write more.

Well since we are basically through the month of January, I hope everyone had a lovely new year, and have kept to your new years resolution for the past 23 days. I have kept one, and have had a few cheats on the other, but I am still trying to succeed at both. You just have to keep trying. One of my biggest changes I want to make this year which will in turn change my whole life is that I want to be more honest with myself, and others. Honesty as in admitting sometimes I neglect doing things and accepting the responsibility that comes with that. I like everyone else would love the say this is the year I get my life back on the track, and get healthy and blah blah blah, but we all know that last for about a week and then we all give up. I don’t think that should be a beginning of the year resolution or promise, it should be whenever you feel you need to make a change to better yourself and life. If it happens be on the first, then great, but if it is June 22nd at 11am, well that is even better because you are taking the first step in the right direction.

Well it seems my child is up from his nap, so off I go to make lunch and be a play pal for him. I will see you again soon, but until then, SMILE!

I know yesterday was Mother’s Day, but I didn’t get a chance to get on with everything that was happening, so I wanted to wish all you amazing mommies out there a Happy Mother’s Day. I hope your day was very special, and well deserved. I know my day was very interesting, but in the end, my day was awesome. I got to spend it with the people who I love and adore the most, and was able to celebrate my first year as a mommy. My son who is 8months old drew me a beautiful card, and he has the markered fingers to prove it. Then he got me an incredibly sweet poem about mothers and sons. He did an excellent job picking it out for me (with his daddy’s help of course).

In the afternoon, the three of us met the rest of my family for a lunch buffet. It was really nice to be able to celebrate mother’s day with my mom, my grandmother, and just my amazing family. They are truly the reason I am such a unique individual and an amazing person today. My uncle included me in his little tradition of giving all the mothers at the table a single rose, and I felt so special about receiving one this year. After dinner, our little family headed back home where we just relaxed and watched Little Fockers, which was a really good movie.

I hope everyone had an awesome weekend, and hope your week is just as good.

I was talking to a very good friend today about our children, and not that we were comparing, because I hate people who do that, but we were just talking about the stages of them. She asked me how my son sleeps, and how much he eats, so we started talking about schedules and such. I was telling her that my son and I are on a very good, very workable schedule. Like I can look at the clock and tell you exactly what should be happening then. Within a 20 minute time frame or so we have everything planned and it works out perfectly for us.

Here is our day in a nutshell, to give you an idea of how we work.
* 4:30am- The little guy wakes up to eat a 6oz bottle and get a diaper change. Around 5am he are done with everything and he goes back to sleep til we wake up for the day. I go back to bed as well, just as my hubby is getting up for work.

* 7:30am- We wake up to start our day. We change our outfit from the night. We normally sit on the floor and just play for a while.

*8:30-9am- We get a diaper change, and then we finally get our breakfast together. Normally in the mornings he has about 4oz of fruit with oatmeal in it. He has drinks some more milk, normally about 3oz (though I do make a 5-6oz bottle), and put the rest in the fridge for the morning nap time bottle.

*10:30-11am- We go back into his room with the other half of the bottle that I made but didn’t use earlier. Normally I sit in the rocking chair, and he sits on my lap with his head on my chest and holds his bottle and drinks it. After he drinks it all, I burp him, and put him into his crib. I tell him to have sweet dreams and give him a kiss. I shut his door and leave. Within 10 minutes I know he is sound asleep and dreaming away. Normally around this time is when I try to get my work out in because it is a shorter nap, which works out good for both of us.

*11:15am-12pm- Anywhere in this range, depending on what time I actually put him down he is getting up. He sleeps normally for about 35-45 minutes. Once he wakes up, I just open his door, and let him play in his crib for a few minutes until he is fully awake and ready for the afternoon. We get another diaper change, and we play on the floor for a little bit. I leave him in there playing with toys as I get my lunch and his lunch together.

*1pm- We both eat lunch. He eats about 4oz of veggies at this time, along with a few bites of whatever I am eating. He drinks about 2-3oz of milk with this feeding, though again I make double and separate and put in the fridge for our afternoon nap milk time.

*1:30pm- After we are done eating and drinking, we put everything in the sink, get cleaned up, since during his lunch feeding I let him help and feed himself, so he can get a little messier than normal. We go outside onto the lanai and we swing, and I read. We talk a lot while we are out there, and sometimes I read the book I am reading to him. He tells me about his dreams and about whatever else is on his mind. I tell him about the things going on in the house, with the world, and outside. If we see a bird outside, or someone is mowing, we talk about it. We normally sat outside and swing for almost an hour. We then go and get the mail and come inside to get cooled off, since it is summer time and relax. I normally sit on the floor with him in the living room and we watch some Baby Einsteins.

*3pm- We bring our bottle into the bedroom, and get a diaper change. We then sit down again and he holds it and drinks his milk. We burp and lay in the crib and I wish him more sweet dreams, and shut the door. He falls asleep on his own within 10 minutes and this is when I do my big things. Laundry, dishes, sweeping, mopping, cleaning the showers. This nap normally is a good 90 minutes, sometimes I can get closer to two hours out of him.

*4:30-5pm- He gets up from his afternoon nap. Again I let him play in his crib for a little while until I am able to get him. If I am cooking dinner when he gets up, he gets to go in his walker in the kitchen with me, and roll into and over everything.

*5pm- My hubby gets home from work, and we eat dinner. The little guy either stays in his walker, and runs around like a maniac, or he goes into his playpen and has a fun time. After my husband and I are done with our dinner, he gets his dinner. Normally for dinner he gets 4oz of whatever I grab. He isn’t too picky about what he eats, as long as he gets to eat. He drinks about 2oz of water with his dinner. After we all have finished dinner, we play and laugh and have a grand old time. It seems that the little man loves music, so a lot of nights, we all sit in the office while we listen and dance to music. He has a grand old time watching his dad make a fool of himself, but it is all in good fun.

*7pm- We get our bath ready and jump in. He loves getting a bath because it means he can soak the whole room. I mean everything from the tile floor, to the back of the door, to me are soaked by the time we are done playing in there.

*7:30pm- We are out of the tub and dressed and ready for bed. He gets to play on the floor while I wipe up the bathroom quickly and make his evening bottle. He drinks about 7-8oz of milk before bed. We sit in his room, and I read a book to him while he holds his bottle and drinks away. Sometimes I put on his radio to our favorite country station and I try to sing to him. I am normally leaving his room around 8pm after he has finished all his milk and is burped. I give him a big hug, a big kiss, and tell him I love him. I lay him in his crib, and tell him to have sweet dreams. I shut his door and put the bottle in the sink. I go back in about 10 minutes later and found his on his belly and snoring. I love that I am able to put him down while he awake, and he falls asleep on his own. After he is finally in bed, I relax, normally by watching whatever is on the DVR.

*10:30pm- My hubby and I go to bed, which really means he goes to bed, and I try to fall asleep. I normally am sleeping by 11pm.

*1am- My body always thinks this is a good time to wake me up to get some water and use the bathroom. I figure since I am up anyways, I should go check on the little guy. Normally around this time, I change his diaper and put his back to bed, all while he is sound asleep. He doesn’t move when I take him out, or undress him or put him back in. He sleeps just like his daddy, a log. I go back to bed, and sleep til he gets back up in the morning for his early morning drink.

So all in all, that is our day, and it works perfect for us. I laugh when my mom calls and asks me what we are doing, and I always tell her I am going to print our schedule and give her one so she knows. Anyways, I am going to go get some water and maybe unload the dishes. I hope everyone has a great day!

Well it is so funny to think 8 months has flown by since the time we had our son, but even scarier to think how much has changed over the course of 4 days. Four days, which is less than 100 hours. So my son, the little maniac that he is has learned some incredible things over the weekend, and I couldn’t be prouder of him, but at the same time, I am thinking to myself how much trouble I am in now.

On Friday afternoon, I sat Preston down in his room on his back playing with some toys around him. I just needed to go into the kitchen and get some water boiling so I could make Jell-O for the weekend. After I got the water going, I went back in to check on him to find him on his belly, was is nothing new. I left him in there as he was very content and happy playing with the toys on the floor around him. I then decided that I would unload the dishwasher and re-load it so we had some clean dishes in the house. It takes me about 10 minutes or so to get everything unloaded and reloaded back in there. Now I know that he has started into his crawling stage, which is more like getting up on all fours, and rocking back and forth til he lunges himself forward or backwards and continues to do this til he gets where he wants to go. Well when I walk back into his room, I find him on the completely other side of his room, which is a good 8 feet from where I left him. Not only is he all the way over there, but he is sitting up on his own playing with a toy next to his crib. SITTING UP without me putting him that way, OMG. What happened to my little baby boy?

So I was very curious to know how he managed to do this. So I stayed in his room with him, and picked it up well he played. I put him back on his back and watched him. He quickly and effortless flipped himself over onto his belly. From there he played his his rattle for a few minutes before looking around the room and spotting his talking, moving ball which was over next to me. I watched him get on all fours and start his crawling, scooting, lunging our towards the ball. Once he was able to touch it I watched his rock back and forth and finally lunge himself backwards til he was into a laying sitting position. I then watched as he slowly but surely used his arms to push himself into a full on sitting up position. He then very causally reached over and moved his ball closer to him and played away. I think I teared up a little bit, but more than anything I was so proud of him.

The next day he kept getting quicker with it and so we decided since he is now able to go from laying to sitting on his own that we would lower his bed. Best yet worst thing ever. Since I am short, like 5’2 we shall say, it is hard for me reach in to get him, though he is very helpful now since he will get into sitting position and put his arms up for me to grab him. But it is the best thing ever, because he has so much more freedom, and we don’t have to worry about him getting hurt. We also introduced the bumper into his crib, since he loves to move around like a monkey and bang his head, or get his legs stuck between the slates. So far so good with that. He seems to love to be able to touch it and look at the different animals on it, and he hasn’t tried to snuggle up next to it, which has been a concern of mine. Today after his morning nap, I went to go get him out of his crib to find him trying to pull on the slats and getting up. He is very smart and very interested in everything around him. If you slightly hold him up, he will easily get into standing position, and then try to move around. His favorite thing to do is sit next to me, pull on my shirt as I am laying down, and standing up while leaning over me, and then fall onto me. I love this kid, and I am so happy and excited that he is growing up and learning, but I miss the little moments where he just wanted to be held.