Dear Car Seat,
While you have been great at keeping my baby safe in the car, I hate carrying your bulky self in and out of restaurants and stores. And not all restaurants make it easy to find a place to put you. You give me an unnecessary headache.
I cannot WAIT until Thomas is able to sit in a shopping cart without your massive plastic self balancing on the seat, blocking my vision and making me hit the corners of aisles…the time will come when you will be relegated to the car where you belong.
It wouldn’t be so bad if, you know, you didn’t add another 10 pounds on top of my chunky five-month-old’s 20. My skinny twig arms were not built for this.
Your time is coming to an end, my dear, dear car seat. See this?
He’s getting stronger by the day.
The day Thomas can sit up on his own, you will never see the fluorescent lights of another restaurant or store again.
And that will be one of the happiest days of my life.
One Tired and Sore Mama
Quite a busy weekend here and many firsts for Thomas.
He went to his first wedding this weekend. As always, I expected the worst–it was supposed to start right around his naptime so I expected Grumpy Baby Extraordinaire. I was quite surprised when he behaved himself very well. He was his normal squiggle worm self but other than that, he did great!
Of course, by the time the reception rolled around, he got a little more grumpy. But Grandpa came to the rescue and he fell asleep in his arms. (I still cannot get him to do that for me!). I did, however, make the mistake of waking him up about an hour and a half later, since it was approaching his bedtime and I didn’t want him waking up at 4:30 in the morning for the day. By then it was time to leave, so he calmed the moment we put him in the car.
The wedding wasn’t his only “first” this weekend. On Sunday, my husband got bitten by the Christmas bug and wanted to put the tree up. So, he got to watch us do that.
And it would happen that while I was busy taking a picture of the tree to send to my sister, Tommy decided to roll over from his belly to his back for the first time. And I missed it. 😛 I turned around and poof! There he was on his back. I did get to see him do that a few times today though 🙂
One more first…he found a new syllable. “Da.” He started going “Dadadadada” while we were putting up the tree (that thing must be magic or something :P) and both DH and I turned and started laughing. Of course, hubby is excited to hear that from him even though Tommy doesn’t quite know what it means yet.
So quite an eventful weekend here. I have a feeling many more of those are in store soon 🙂
I love my son to pieces. He’s five months old and has slept through the night since he was about a month.
Little Guy fast asleep at night (2 months old)
Sure, there’s been the occasional night where he gets up before the butt crack of dawn…by hours…but for the most part, he sleeps a good 10-11 hours.
Too good to be true, right? Mostly. 😛 You see, my little guy will NEVER nap for more than 40 minutes at a time during the day. OK, never’s a bit harsh–but I can probably count on one hand the amount of times he’s slept more than an hour since he started sleeping through the night.
It goes like this: he wakes up between 6 and 7 AM, eats and then falls asleep again about an hour and a half later. Of course that nap is only ever 30 minutes and then he’s up and playful for about 2 hours before getting really cranky and falling back asleep again. He takes about 5 of these 30 minute catnaps a day until his bedtime at 8.
I know many babies are like this. But I can’t help but feel just the slightest bit of jealousy towards the moms whose babies take longer naps. I’d be able to get so much more done during the day! As it stands, I can do chores in increments. And forget taking a nap myself–I try but the moment I start dozing, he’s up and ready to play.
Me? Nap? Ha, that's for babies!
Anyway…I keep hoping that maybe once Little Guy starts crawling and moving around more that his naps will get longer.
I guess time will tell.
After five months of motherhood, I finally decided it was time to make another blog.
Another blog you ask? Well, my other blog is devoted to my journey through writing. (and yes, I’m lazy enough to take the same title and change it only slightly to apply it to this one. Never been good at titles). I’ve been attempting to write a book for …*counts fingers* four or five years now. I’ve been rather flaky with that–kept switching ideas, then got writers’ block umpteen times, then I got pregnant…
I think I have finally come to a balance where I can write, blog and still maintain my sanity as a sleep deprived new mom. So this blog was born so I could gush and rant about all the joys and challenges of motherhood while keeping my writing journey separate. I figured most of my writer friends would grow tired of constant mommy posts 🙂