Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Saturday, December 26, 2009
. . . makes for a busy and exhausting day . . . but I guess that we better get used to it, as I am sure that it will only get busier and more exhausting as Liam gets older! The day was filled with lots of unwrapping of presents . . . and then playing with said present. I don't think that Liam unwrapped anything without playing with it before he unwrapped the next one. And there are still presents under the tree waiting for him to get to them! Finally, he thought it was all over and decided that it was time for an afternoon nap. But to his surprise, when he woke, Grandma and his Aunties were here and it was time to start all over again with the presents and playing with new things!
Thursday, December 17, 2009
**Note** Liam was born with a club foot and has been dealing with treatments since he was 6 days old. First was a series of six casts over six weeks, then a tendon elongation followed by a final cast for 3 weeks. Then came the really fun stuff . . . Denis Brown boots and bar . . . Liam had to wear these shoes 23 hours a day for 3 months and now continues to wear them at night until he is four.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Sunday, December 13, 2009
. . . my house is a mess, there are piles of gifts for people (still in shopping bags) all over the place, another pile of wrapping paper and gift tags, and a table covered in half written Christmas cards. And there are to do lists here, there and everywhere, each one longer than the last . . . I really need to gather them up and put them all together into one list, but it would be so long that it would scare me into hibernation! Oh, and I have an undecorated Christmas tree in the corner of the living room . . . aside from that, all of the decorations are still in the crawl space.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
It all began last Monday morning when Rhonda, my boss came to tell me that Liam had a fever of 101.6 F. After what felt like a million phone calls, we arranged for Auntie Margaret and Auntie Regan to come get the sick little boy for the afternoon. I quickly made arrangements to take Tuesday off work so that I could take Liam to the pediatrician. Those plans were quickly flushed down the toilet when I finally actually spoke to the Dr's office. They wouldn't see Liam unless he'd had the fever for 3 or 4 days or had other symptoms. In hindsight, I should have embellished some other symptoms, but I didn't expect them to say that they didn't want to see my 10 month old infant with the 102 F fever.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Happy Halloween from the cutest little bumble bee ever!
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Monday, October 5, 2009
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Friday, September 4, 2009
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Packing for two days with an infant is a job in itself! I have spent just about the entire day packing for our two day trip to Syracuse for the New York State Fair. And I haven’t packed a thing for myself.
Liam needs to take just about everything he owns with him! Playpen to sleep in (we are staying in a cheap hotel that doesn’t have cribs), stroller for at the fair, food, bottles, sippy cups, clothes, toys . . . the list is really endless. Liam just smiles as he watches me run around grabbing this and that as I think of it and drop it in a pile of things to be packed. What he doesn’t know is that he won’t be smiling if Mommy forgets something important like formula or diapers!
Mommy, who should be relaxing and excited for a couple of days away (the only trip we are taking this year) is stressed and worried that something will go wrong. Maybe she will forget something important, like Liam’s bottles. Or what if he doesn’t sleep in the hotel room. Or what if he won’t eat the jarred infant food that he will be fed during the trip. (This will be Liam’s first taste of jarred infant food, as I have been making all of his baby food.)
So, after a day of running around like a chicken without a head, I think that Liam is packed and ready to go . . . except for the last minute things like his bedtime blankie and buddy. I however, have not packed a thing for myself! So, now, I am exhausted and headed off to bed, hoping that the packing fairy will come along while I am sleeping and pack my things for me. And then when she is done that, she will load everything into the car for me. I know, it’s highly unlikely, but I can hope!If all goes according to plan, we will be leaving around 9am tomorrow, the plan is to put Liam in the car seat just in time for his morning nap, so that he will sleep most of the way there. Wish me luck! And if we all survive this trip, I will be back on Saturday!!
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
As I look around this mess I call a house, I wonder how in the world am I going to have time for everything once I get back to work full time? Seriously, I am home all day long, and sure, I am taking care of Liam, but some days I can hardly find the time to have a shower and do the dishes amongst changing diapers, making baby food, preparing bottles and the ever important playtime.
So, you know full well what is going to get over looked once I am back to work . . . the house cleaning. My house will become more and more cluttered and unorganized.
Does that bother me? Yes.
Does it motivate me enough to do a clean sweep before I go back to work, so that it will at least take a little while for the clutter to engulf our lives? NO!
Everyday, I wake up with good intentions of getting some housework or yard work done. Every day, I manage to do a couple of little things; today I cooked, pureed and froze a pot full of sweet potatoes for Liam, cleaned some unidentifiable leftovers out of the fridge, loaded and unloaded the dishwasher, and make a card for a friend. But the list of things to do always seriously out numbers the list of things accomplished.
So, I have come to the conclusion that I will do what I can do and learn to live with the clutter and dust bunnies until someone figures out how to create more hours in the day. Or until someone figures out a way for humans to survive without sleep. Unless someone out there wants to volunteer to be my maid!
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
I sit here, trying to prepare, mostly mentally at this point to go back to work. I have been off since Christmas on maternity leave with my first child. Liam was born on Christmas day, he is my pride and joy and I adore every minute that I spend with him. But our lazy, but fun filled days at home are quickly coming to an end. On August 31st, Liam will start daycare and on September 8th, I will go back to work. This isn't what I want. I want to be able to take the full year of maternity leave. I want to be a stay at home mom. My husband wants me to be able to stay home with our little boy. But we don't always get what we want from life. Financially, there is no way that I can stay home any longer. So, we prepare for the day when we have to start getting up and getting ready early in the morning, instead of sitting around in our pajamas for half the day.
The daycare space is secured, and although Liam will be attending the daycare that I have worked at for the past 10 years, it is amazing the amount of thought I have to put into preparing for him to be there. I am already making lists of all the things I will have to take for him on the first day . . . diapers, wipes, diaper cream, extra clothes, sunscreen, food, bottles . . . the list seems to be never ending. Maybe now I will understand a little better when parents of the children forget something that their child needs!
And then there is the mental aspect . . . I have to leave my baby with other people. Yes, I know them, I have been working with them for years, but still, he won’t be with me. In some ways, it is probably easier knowing the daycare as well as I do, but in other ways, I think it is harder. I know that there are times when my baby won’t get the attention he needs right away, because there are 10 other screaming babies, and that breaks my heart, even though I know there is no way around it. And even though I will be in the same building, I am saddened by the things that I will miss. I hope he will accomplish his first steps and first words when he is home with me, but the reality is that I know I will mostly likely miss at least some of these things.
But, life will go on. Not the life that I have come to know and love, but a new crazy, busy life.