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Here's Hoping This is a Short-Lived Phase

Filed under: Parenting — Amy @ 8:44 pm

My ears are ringing. It seems that every few days, Kaelin discovers a new quality to her voice. The other day it was squealing at the top of her lungs. Every time she got excited about something, she would emit a high-pitched shriek at approximately 150 decibels. Cute.

Today she discovered that she can make the same noise when she’s irritated about something and make us jump out of our skin. Not so cute. She broke all the glass in the house at nap time. She apparently wasn’t in the mood for nap time. Or bed time tonight. I think I’m finally starting to regain the hearing in my left ear.

Checking In

Filed under: Current Events,Milestones,Parenting,Such is Life — Amy @ 5:18 pm

Yeah, I know. It’s been a while. I do think about blogging almost every day when things come up and I think “I need to tell the internet about that.” But it’s always when I’m in the car or the shower or someplace where a computer is completely inaccessible.

…Not that there are actually that many things in the shower that I feel the need to tell you about…but you get the idea.

So here’s a really random fast update because when I am near a computer, it’s because I’m at work and completely swamped with things to do.

  • Kaelin turns 4 months old this week. She’s going through a growth spurt and eating us out of house and home. Consequently, we’re starting cereal and soon other solids. I guess the days of odor-free diapers are quickly coming to an end.
  • After a bout of food poisoning over a week ago, my milk supply is finally starting to show up again. There’s no way I’m going to be able to catch up to her eating habbits now, so we’ve been forced to suppliment with formula.
  • She’s babbling now. Blah, Blah, Blah. She wakes up talking to herself and goes to sleep chattering. We know she’s asleep after the noises start sounding like yawns and get quieter and longer until they eventually drift away. But if there’s something to complain about, she’ll give you an earful. Gripe, gripe, gripe, it’s like getting a lecture from a very long-winded teacher.
  • J is trying to get her to say “Dada” and each time he says “Can you say Da-Da? Da-Da??” she looks at him and laughs, like “You silly little man.”
  • I have a new addiction. The clearance racks of the baby section in Dillards. Yikes.
  • Kaelin was dedicated this past sunday at church. She got lots of “oohs” and “awwws” and looked adorable in her flouncey dress. Pictures hopefully coming soon. She slept through the whole thing, which is her way when things get loud. We were right in front of the speakers that broadcast to a 10,000 person auditorium. I don’t know how she does that.
  • Congrats to LEIGH who had her baby on Groundhog Day!!! I hope to get to see little Madelyn soon!
  • Congrats to TODD & KATHY who are having a baby sometime in the next 8 months or so!
  • This Whole Mess absolutely disgusts me. It’s a CARTOON, people. GET OVER IT and have a little self-control. Having someone poke fun at your religion – which, by the way, has been going on for centuries with EVERY RELIGION KNOWN TO MAN – is absolutely in no way a reason to start KILLING, VANDALIZING and/or RETALIATING in the completely inappropriate manner we have seen so far. That is sick and unjustifiable. Muhammad himself would be embarrassed to be associated with this kind of violence.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to return to work. After which, I must go burn down Canada as retribution for South Park.

Wishful Thinking

Filed under: Kid Quotes,Parenting,Such is Life — Amy @ 2:53 pm

“You missed it – she said “hi” while you were gone.”

“No she didn’t.”

“Yes, yes she did! It sounded like this…’Haaaii!'”

“She’s been making that sound since she was 3 weeks old.”

“No, it was a WORD this time, I swear! I asked her if she could say it and she DID!”

“Babies don’t talk at 3 months.”

“She did. I heard her. She’s a genious.”

“You’re delusional.”

“You’ll see. Her next word is going to be ‘MAMA.'”

Measuring Stick

Filed under: Milestones,Paranoia,Parenting,Such is Life — Amy @ 5:00 pm

I was wondering when this would start. It’s inevitable, I think. I’m reading my weekly “Your Baby” email and see:

“Your baby may be strong enough now to do mini-pushups, lifting her head and chest off the ground for a better view. To encourage her, try placing her on her stomach on a play mat for short periods of time every day. You’ll be surprised at how quickly she learns to raise her upper body to see what’s going on around her.”

…and my first thought is oh no, Kaelin has no interest or ability at ALL to do mini-push ups! My child is developmentally behind!

It’s true. We try to put her on her stomach for “tummy time.” It just pisses her off. She can’t push up and doesn’t see the need to. She cries and looks at us like, “You idiots, did I look like I WANTED to do a face plant in the carpet??? Now stand me up so I can tell the baby in the mirror all about it.”

She loves to practice standing, so my only solace is to hope that she’ll just skip crawling all together and go straight to walking. My child isn’t developmentally deficient, she’s a GENIUS. So there.

Got MLK?

Filed under: Have You Seen My Brain?,Holidays,Parenting — Amy @ 5:54 pm

I know breastfeeding is supposed to make my kid smarter, but I swear it’s making me dumber. Or perhaps the fact that I never get more than 3 consecutive hours of sleep is finally catching up to me.

I just looked at my calendar, which has next Monday marked as MLK (Martin Luther King) Day and I totally thought it said MILK DAY.

Good, Bad & Ugly

Filed under: Just Shoot Me,Parenting — Amy @ 9:05 pm

Good: Baby.

Bad: Baby spit-up.

Ugly: Baby spit-up in mom’s hair.

If only she would stay this easy to please…

One day Kaelin will be a teenager and she’ll start listening to all the funky new radio stations playing the wacky music that her father and I simply cannot understand the coolness of. And she’ll probably call in on occasion with her friends to see if they can win the “caller number xx” contests for a free trip to Cancun or a new Louis Vuitton purse. And one day she might actually get through on the line and be put on hold so the DJ can talk to her on the air. And they may even tell her that she’s won the new sports car of her dreams, in electric red.

And I think her elation at that moment will still not equal the ecstatic joy that emanates from her when we turn the wheel on the mobile that makes the little animals go around again.

Who let the dog out (woof woof woof…)

Filed under: Parenting,Pets,Such is Life — Amy @ 10:34 am

In the past several days, Hastings has escaped twice for a run around the neighborhood. Shiba Inus are natural runaways, and since we lost our previous dog to a speeding car during a similar escapade, we tend to be a bit paranoid about “letting the dog out.” But things happen and after two years of confinement, Hastings darted out after the sweet aroma of freedom and I felt my heart leap into my throat as I ran after him with flashbacks of my bleeding puppy laying limp in the road.

We managed to catch him both times – a miracle in and of itself, as a shiba on the loose is faster than a cheetah with its tale on fire – so this story does have a happy ending. The other miracle is that he allowed himself to be trapped in the same space twice, a mistake he usually doesn’t make the first time.

Through the ordeal, it became glaringly apparent what a role upheaval our household has gone through since Kaelin’s birth. During the first year we had him, Hastings escaped and I came very close to a nervous breakdown, even after we caught him. J came home to a very exhausted and teary wife who was quite ready to give the dog up because I couldn’t endure the stress of it.

But this week we both found ourselves able to take the incident more or less in stride – a good thing, because if he had escaped twice in 4 days a year ago, it would probably have sent me over the edge. This four-legged rocket that used to be our child has now, to his confusion, been reduced to the role of the family pet. Now that we actually have a child, our lives and well-being are not so entertwined with the dog’s and, though it would be a tragedy, we would be able to function if something happened to him.

Now let’s just hope Kaelin doesn’t run away any time soon.

Technically Speaking

Filed under: Are You Kidding Me?,Parenting,Sleep Deprivation — Amy @ 4:47 pm

We’ve been duped. We just found out that in the phrase “sleeping through the night,” the term sleeping carries approximately the same significance as the term slumber in “slumber party.” What a misnomer.

All the books and baby know-it-alls say that most babies start “sleeping through the night” between 7 and 9 weeks of age, so we were expecting soon to be putting her in her crib at night and not waking (or being woken) until approximately 8 hours later.

We’ve been a little disturbed, however, because even though Kaelin is just about to be 7 weeks old, it is apparent that we’re not going to get 8 hours of uninterrupted sleep any time soon, barring some miracle sleeping potion or coma. She still needs to eat every 2.5-3 hours during the night, and I can’t imagine her suddenly being able to go a full 8 hours without food.

Found out last night that “sleeping through the night” doesn’t actually count mid-night feedings…it just means that the kid usually sleeps during the night time when she’s not eating.

Well she’s been doing that for weeks. And here we were getting worried about her developmental progress.

Apparently we don’t get the full 8 hours until sometime around a year or so. Bummer.

Circus Clown in Training

Filed under: Confessions,Kaelin,Parenting,Photos,Such is Life — Amy @ 11:17 am


Every day is a new creative venture of trying to find techniques that deter crying fits. Each method expires quickly and seems to lose its effect within a day or two, so the need for new anti-cry defenses is a constant void needing to be filled. At each successful attempt, I give myself Supermom Points, highly cherished and full of kudos. Oh, and each Supermom Point also comes with a handful of candy out of the M&M’s jar.

Don’t get me wrong, she’s a very good child in general, and doesn’t really cry that often. She spends most of her day sleeping, eating or pushing out farts that rattle the house like a nuclear explosion followed by a 3.0 earthquake. Note to self to see if our home warranty covers drywall repair due to natural disaster from baby bottom.

She is, however, getting to the stage where when awake, she wants to be entertained. But is not yet at the stage at which she can hold and investigate things, watch things further than about 18 inches away, or move by herself. She therefore gets a little frustrated during the awake times.

Enter Mommy.

Yesterday we had a rousing game of romping around the house to “Paul Has a Head Like a Ping Pong Ball.” By the time we got to the first chorus of “ping-pong-ping-pong-ping-pong-ball,” teary eyes had morphed into wide open eyes which stared at me with a look of “Are you completely insane?”

Success. 1 Supermom Point for me. If I keep this up, they’re going to have to name a pacifier after me or something.

Twilight Zone

Filed under: Parenting,Such is Life,Undeniable Cuteness — Amy @ 12:00 pm

It’s fascinating how babies can completely defy the laws of nature, day in and day out.

For instance, how is it physically possible for someone so small to produce so much laundry? Blankets, bibs, onsies, gowns, booties, sheets, cloths, towels…I have been trying for a week and a half to get some of our clothes washed, but can’t seem to get it done because of the neverending pile of baby laundry that needs washing, folding and putting away. I once thought there was no possible way we could go through the 2,021 blankets and onesies we have for her, but alas…I was wrong. Our washer seems to be in constant cycle.

And have you ever noticed that the amount of waste product expelled by a baby seems largely disproportional to the amount of nutrition taken in? Where does it all come from??? I wonder the same when she spits up approximately half a gallon of white gooey stuff, when I have just witnessed the fact that she only drank 3 oz of milk. Isn’t there some scientific law that says you can’t produce something out of nothing? Obviously they haven’t tested it on infants.

And how is it that even though she sleeps 16 hours a day, I still can’t find the time to get things done? Where does the time go?

What is this 6th sense that KNOWS, no matter how deeply asleep she appears, the exact moment when I have stopped rocking her and placed her in the crib…and then insists that she WAKE UP? And that she be DECIDEDLY UNHAPPY ABOUT IT. WHY??? WHY???

And why does she have to be SO DARN CUTE that half the time after I’ve spent an hour trying to get her to go to sleep so I can get things done, once she drifts off I find myself unable to put her down and sit staring at her little nose and chin for unreasonable periods of time.

Sometime today I will find time to brush my teeth, and take this ridiculous bun out of my hair so I can dry it. Sometime. But in the meantime, just so you know, she’s adorable when she sleeps with her mouth open.

Along came my Kaelin

Once upon a time, I had this idea that Stay-At-Home-Moms had more time on their hands during the day than any person really needed.
Once upon a time, I understood that showering was the first priority upon waking in the morning.
Once upon a time, I completely underestimated the value of being able to pick up blankets, tissues and nail clippers off the floor with my toes.
Once upon a time, the idea of washing dishes and tying shoes with one arm was absurd.
Once upon a time the notion of “sleep when the baby sleeps” sounded so simple.
Once upon a time I had time to blog at least once every few days and looked with scorn upon those who let their blogs slip into dormacy for weeks at a time.
Once upon at time, I remembered what 8 hours of continuous sleep felt like.

And then one day, I became a mom. And all the rules went out the window.

And were replaced with one beautiful face and a never-ending appetite.

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Hi. I'm Amy. I started this website in 2005 as a place to deposit my journal and photos. It has gone through a few incarnations and masquerades as a family site, but since I'm the only one who contributes to it, it's really all about ME, ME, ME.

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