You are my life. I love you. Thanks for choosing me to grow older with.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Onesies
The only time I wish I had had a little girl is when I am in Baby Gap. At that time I also wish that I had mass amounts of disposable income.
To be honest, a lot of the clothes for boys are super lame. So we make our own instead, and by "we" I mean me. Henry's a good sport though and models without complaint and then he poops through all his cute clothes.
Cute frog, this I took from some extra material I had from a quilt. Don't worry we don't wear the shirt and use the blanket at the same time, that would be a little too DTM.
And this I stole from Gymboree, who wants to pay $35 for a skull sweater? Not I, so I made a stencil using freezer paper. We also have snails, helicopters, airplanes and cars which I am sure will all make their way onto the blog eventually. And best thing I ever did was buy a bunch of white onesies and dye them fun colors, its so much easier on stains.
To be honest, a lot of the clothes for boys are super lame. So we make our own instead, and by "we" I mean me. Henry's a good sport though and models without complaint and then he poops through all his cute clothes.
Cute frog, this I took from some extra material I had from a quilt. Don't worry we don't wear the shirt and use the blanket at the same time, that would be a little too DTM.
And this I stole from Gymboree, who wants to pay $35 for a skull sweater? Not I, so I made a stencil using freezer paper. We also have snails, helicopters, airplanes and cars which I am sure will all make their way onto the blog eventually. And best thing I ever did was buy a bunch of white onesies and dye them fun colors, its so much easier on stains.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
All American Boy
Yes, this is Henry enthralled in the Bourne Ultimatum.
I don't know whether to be proud of my son's natural ability to recognize shapes and colors or repulsed by my own lackadaisical parenting. I also encourage him to watch the Price is Right every morning while I take a shower.
I don't know whether to be proud of my son's natural ability to recognize shapes and colors or repulsed by my own lackadaisical parenting. I also encourage him to watch the Price is Right every morning while I take a shower.
Monday, February 1, 2010
HCN
Yesterday I got this is the mail from the lovely Molly. I LOVE IT!!
It even smells yummy. Thanks!
It even smells yummy. Thanks!
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Hairy Business
What's a girl to do when her son refuses to sleep on his own and insists on being held during his nap?
She plays with his hair. And takes pictures.
This is what I fondly call the "Hitler Part"
Then we have the edgier mohawk
And finally, I don't know what to call this but I like it.
She plays with his hair. And takes pictures.
This is what I fondly call the "Hitler Part"
Then we have the edgier mohawk
And finally, I don't know what to call this but I like it.
Friday, January 29, 2010
42 days into Motherhood
Since today is the 6 week mark for us, I'm officially recovered from labor and delivery. Well I don't know for sure since I don't have my doctor's appointment until 10 days from now but I feel great and things are finally starting to come together for us here.
So I thought I would wrap up my final thoughts on recovery before I post more about Henry and my new adventures into motherhood.
Even now as I think back about the whole labor and delivery, it doesn't seem that bad. I'm glad I already wrote it all down because I have already forgotten a lot of what happened. I think this is one of those miracles associated with the whole experience, if it was really that bad and painful, you would never do it again. But since most of that has conveniently escaped my memory, I know I will have more children.
Overall though it really wasn't that bad. Sure it was painful but it wasn't unmanageable. I never felt like strangling Steve or cursing out my nurse. Speaking of nurses, I loved my nurses and am so happy with how helpful everyone was in the hospital. Seriously, I think nurses are total saints. What kind of person will help you go to the bathroom and rinse yourself with a squeeze bottle because you are too weak and exhausted (and scared) to do it yourself? A saint.
Another thing that you should consider if you're going to have children soon for the first time, a stool softener. I know its gross but whatever your doctor tells you to take, take all of them. I am only now becoming regular again on my own, six weeks later.
I was chatting with a friend the other day about the whole breastfeeding/holding your child so they can sleep thing. It really does take up the majority of your days some days. Literally there are days when all I do is feed Henry, take a quick shower and then hold him because he is grumpy. She said something about how there is probably a reason behind this, that the mother needs to recover too. And the baby kind of makes her slow her pace down. For a die hard to-do list person like me, this has been the hardest adjustment to motherhood. Some days I will get nothing done. Well that is not true, I am taking care of an infant but nothing else gets done.
One last thing about recovery, take all the help you can get when it is offered. From having the nurses taking the baby when you're in the hospital to accepting meals from whoever. Because once people stop offering help, you're on your own.
Okay more later. Have a great weekend!
So I thought I would wrap up my final thoughts on recovery before I post more about Henry and my new adventures into motherhood.
Even now as I think back about the whole labor and delivery, it doesn't seem that bad. I'm glad I already wrote it all down because I have already forgotten a lot of what happened. I think this is one of those miracles associated with the whole experience, if it was really that bad and painful, you would never do it again. But since most of that has conveniently escaped my memory, I know I will have more children.
Overall though it really wasn't that bad. Sure it was painful but it wasn't unmanageable. I never felt like strangling Steve or cursing out my nurse. Speaking of nurses, I loved my nurses and am so happy with how helpful everyone was in the hospital. Seriously, I think nurses are total saints. What kind of person will help you go to the bathroom and rinse yourself with a squeeze bottle because you are too weak and exhausted (and scared) to do it yourself? A saint.
Another thing that you should consider if you're going to have children soon for the first time, a stool softener. I know its gross but whatever your doctor tells you to take, take all of them. I am only now becoming regular again on my own, six weeks later.
I was chatting with a friend the other day about the whole breastfeeding/holding your child so they can sleep thing. It really does take up the majority of your days some days. Literally there are days when all I do is feed Henry, take a quick shower and then hold him because he is grumpy. She said something about how there is probably a reason behind this, that the mother needs to recover too. And the baby kind of makes her slow her pace down. For a die hard to-do list person like me, this has been the hardest adjustment to motherhood. Some days I will get nothing done. Well that is not true, I am taking care of an infant but nothing else gets done.
One last thing about recovery, take all the help you can get when it is offered. From having the nurses taking the baby when you're in the hospital to accepting meals from whoever. Because once people stop offering help, you're on your own.
Okay more later. Have a great weekend!
The Look for Less
I typically don't like partner challenges because someone who isn't very good (Jesus) gets paired with someone who is good (Amy) and survives another week. Happily Ping went home for her weird drapey, non-leadership position. Thankfully Jesse didn't get sent home for her bad judgement.
I really liked the combination of Jay Nicholas and Maya. Both outfits were really well done and cool.
I have to disagree with the winner. I just didn't like the coat, did it feel a little Liza Minnelli to anyone else?
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
