Nadia just sent me this picture - I was laughing so hard I was crying. He's totally checking her out, and little Miss Sofia sticking her one foot out looking at him thinking - what the heck do you want?
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Excited!
Carson's quite excited that his Grammie, Auntie Erin and cousin Petra are coming to visit! They are coming in on Friday and Grammie is staying will the next Saturday while his auntie and cousin will be flying back on Wednesday.
His caregiver is going on vacation for a week so Grammie is coming to babysit. He's quite shy in a big group of people, but he does quite well for smaller numbers. Especially when there are kids around - it's the adults he doesn't care much for (unless you are big tall men like Uncle Rob, Uncle Michael and Tim!)
Anyways, it's going to be a busy weekend and week, hopefully I will have a camera by then so there will be pictures too.
His caregiver is going on vacation for a week so Grammie is coming to babysit. He's quite shy in a big group of people, but he does quite well for smaller numbers. Especially when there are kids around - it's the adults he doesn't care much for (unless you are big tall men like Uncle Rob, Uncle Michael and Tim!)
Anyways, it's going to be a busy weekend and week, hopefully I will have a camera by then so there will be pictures too.
Monday, April 28, 2008
We've created a monster!
I've often wrote about how we want our kid(s) to grow up loving the outdoors rather than the TV. We weren't so adamant about spending time outside in the winter because Carson had just started to walk, so with the snow - he couldn't really walk around. We would bundle him up in the stroller but between you and me, I'm not a big fan of the snow either, so outside time was limited.
But, since the beautiful weather has come, we've been outside. All.The.Time. Jeff takes him out every morning before daycare, him and I play outside after daycare (and our caregiver normally has them outside between 3 and 4 hours a day) while I'm making dinner (and/or Jeff is BBQing) Carson is playing on the back deck, and then the whole family normally goes out after dinner. The other day when it was raining, I just threw on his raincoat and he played outside (I was a wimp and sat in the garage while he ran around the driveway)
This morning Jeff was leaving before us and as soon as he opened the garage door, Carson beelined it from the kitchen and ran to the front door, sat down on the stair leading to the porch, and waited for me to put his shoes on. I wasn't quite ready to leave, but just threw my stuff together and out we went. We chased a cat across 5 lawns. If he sees anyone leaving the house, that's it, he just wants outside and it's not easy to convince him otherwise. Sometimes if we want to stay inside a little longer in the morning, we close the back curtains so he can't see outdoors (we hope the whole out of sight out of mind thing works for him). And he loves his hat, if you ask him where it is, he runs to the front hallway and finds his hat and tries to put it on his head. He's just never been in the sun without one.... it's so true that kids just get used to everything!
I hope he stays like this.
But, since the beautiful weather has come, we've been outside. All.The.Time. Jeff takes him out every morning before daycare, him and I play outside after daycare (and our caregiver normally has them outside between 3 and 4 hours a day) while I'm making dinner (and/or Jeff is BBQing) Carson is playing on the back deck, and then the whole family normally goes out after dinner. The other day when it was raining, I just threw on his raincoat and he played outside (I was a wimp and sat in the garage while he ran around the driveway)
This morning Jeff was leaving before us and as soon as he opened the garage door, Carson beelined it from the kitchen and ran to the front door, sat down on the stair leading to the porch, and waited for me to put his shoes on. I wasn't quite ready to leave, but just threw my stuff together and out we went. We chased a cat across 5 lawns. If he sees anyone leaving the house, that's it, he just wants outside and it's not easy to convince him otherwise. Sometimes if we want to stay inside a little longer in the morning, we close the back curtains so he can't see outdoors (we hope the whole out of sight out of mind thing works for him). And he loves his hat, if you ask him where it is, he runs to the front hallway and finds his hat and tries to put it on his head. He's just never been in the sun without one.... it's so true that kids just get used to everything!
I hope he stays like this.
Saturday, April 26, 2008
New hair, no new pictures
We gave Carson his first haircut today. While he was sitting happily in his wagon, we took the #6 clippers to his hair. If you didn't look closely, it doesn't look any different. But he had big combover type clumps of hair. I had wanted to do it for a while, but this was the first time that Jeff allowed me to do it.
Alas, no new pictures as my camera is fried. On our way to Julie and Tim's tonight we are going to stop by Henry's to see which camera to get. I can't stand not having one. I find the people at Futureshop know nothing!
Alas, no new pictures as my camera is fried. On our way to Julie and Tim's tonight we are going to stop by Henry's to see which camera to get. I can't stand not having one. I find the people at Futureshop know nothing!
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Poor boog
Yesterday morning he had a bit of a rash on his stomach. When I picked him up from daycare, S told me he didn't sleep much (only an hour). Came hom, looked at his stomach, the rash was worse and it was creeping up his neck. It's the same thing he had the last time (roseola)
Tried to give him his snack (grapes) and have him sit down at his table, he screamed and didn't stop for a long time. He was so upset! We finally got him calmed down and he sat on my lap to eat the grapes, then Grandma and I took him outside in his new wagon (which he loves, Jeff just called me and told me that he cried when Jeff took him out of the wagon this morning cause it was time to go to daycare) and he was happy. We went to the store, the park and then home again and he was fine. Had a late dinner, then off to bed. He fell asleep while Grandma was giving him the bottle.
I went to a gym class, and came home around 10 - Carson started crying on and off for about an hour. When I would go in, he didn't even want up. He'd just close his eyes and fall asleep. Seconds later he'd start moving, fussing, and then crying. His eyes were barely open when he was crying. I finally picked him up and he couldn't even get comfy on me, he kept moving around and then he'd fall asleep for a few seconds and then wake up and move his head to my other shoulder, then my chest, then my stomach, there were arms and legs going everywhere. I finally gave in and gave him Advil. And brought him to bed with me (note: I've never done this before) he couldnt' get comfy with me, the same thing over and over . Then finally, about 20 minutes later, he looked at me and said mama (this is new, he JUST started saying mama, he's always called Jeff dada but if you asked who I was he'd say dada too) and then pointed to my nose and said nose. Then looked towards the window and said car, then looked at the light in the hallway and said light. So, I knew the Advil kicked in and I put him in bed and he slept till 7am this morning.
His rash was better this morning, he was in fine spirits (until wagon incident). I know he was in pain last night, I could tell by watching him sleep. I'm assuming there are teeth coming in (he won't let me in his mouth though), so I hope they pop through soon!
Tried to give him his snack (grapes) and have him sit down at his table, he screamed and didn't stop for a long time. He was so upset! We finally got him calmed down and he sat on my lap to eat the grapes, then Grandma and I took him outside in his new wagon (which he loves, Jeff just called me and told me that he cried when Jeff took him out of the wagon this morning cause it was time to go to daycare) and he was happy. We went to the store, the park and then home again and he was fine. Had a late dinner, then off to bed. He fell asleep while Grandma was giving him the bottle.
I went to a gym class, and came home around 10 - Carson started crying on and off for about an hour. When I would go in, he didn't even want up. He'd just close his eyes and fall asleep. Seconds later he'd start moving, fussing, and then crying. His eyes were barely open when he was crying. I finally picked him up and he couldn't even get comfy on me, he kept moving around and then he'd fall asleep for a few seconds and then wake up and move his head to my other shoulder, then my chest, then my stomach, there were arms and legs going everywhere. I finally gave in and gave him Advil. And brought him to bed with me (note: I've never done this before) he couldnt' get comfy with me, the same thing over and over . Then finally, about 20 minutes later, he looked at me and said mama (this is new, he JUST started saying mama, he's always called Jeff dada but if you asked who I was he'd say dada too) and then pointed to my nose and said nose. Then looked towards the window and said car, then looked at the light in the hallway and said light. So, I knew the Advil kicked in and I put him in bed and he slept till 7am this morning.
His rash was better this morning, he was in fine spirits (until wagon incident). I know he was in pain last night, I could tell by watching him sleep. I'm assuming there are teeth coming in (he won't let me in his mouth though), so I hope they pop through soon!
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Wow.
What a weekend. We went from winter to summer without seeing spring. This weekend was beautiful, the weather was gorgeus. We spent most of the weekend outside, getting our yard ready for summer and touring the neighbourhood.
This morning's birthday party was super fun.
Carson and Sofia having brunch together
Sofia, Uncle Sean and Carson on the trampoline:
This morning's birthday party was super fun.
Carson and Sofia having brunch together
Sofia, Uncle Sean and Carson on the trampoline:
A quick video from the trampoline:
Crazy static-y hair from the trampoline:
Taking a break:
So tired, he fell asleep not 15 seconds after being in the car:
Having a snack outside (in the corner, the only shade for now)
Hanging out outside:
In my new wagon!
We had a great weekend together, just the two of us. We were outside when I told him we had to go outside, take a bath and then go to bed. I swear he said bed and ran towards me. That kid loves to sleep. He stayed in the bath after all the water was gone and wouldn't get out, I had to bribe him with his blankie.
Bad news, I dropped the camera in the bathtub! Please pray that it dries well and still works.
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Oops!
I said I was just going to look... but this is what I bought this afternoon!
I had seen it at ToysRus for $109, but today at Sears it was $89.00, I'm not one to turn down a good deal. My mom had to pick it up for me because it would't fit in my car (with the stroller in the trunk and the car seat) so I'll get it from here tomorrow at the birthday party.
Today at swimming, Carson was the only kid who wouldn't take the instructor's hand to walk over the slide. He doesn't like strangers these days, he was crying when she put him at the top of the slide and cried all the way down. He wasn't crying at the slide, he was crying at her!
Heh, I remember before I was a mom and one of my friends or siblings would say what their kids were crying at, and I would think to myself - do they really know that? And now, yes, I know that you really do know them so well, you know exactly what they are crying for!
I had seen it at ToysRus for $109, but today at Sears it was $89.00, I'm not one to turn down a good deal. My mom had to pick it up for me because it would't fit in my car (with the stroller in the trunk and the car seat) so I'll get it from here tomorrow at the birthday party.
Today at swimming, Carson was the only kid who wouldn't take the instructor's hand to walk over the slide. He doesn't like strangers these days, he was crying when she put him at the top of the slide and cried all the way down. He wasn't crying at the slide, he was crying at her!
Heh, I remember before I was a mom and one of my friends or siblings would say what their kids were crying at, and I would think to myself - do they really know that? And now, yes, I know that you really do know them so well, you know exactly what they are crying for!
My little guy
And I are having a mom and son weekend. Jeff's gone on a golf trip, so it's just him and I. And we are having a blast. Yesterday he spent the day with Grandma and Nono, he had a bit of a fever on Thursday night and was still warm on Friday morning so I didn't want to send him to care. I'm quite lucky we have grandparents here! He was kind of lethargic too, just not himself and even since then he's kind of whining (a strange whine, almost a painful one?) and won't stray too far from his mom. But this time I mean it when I say I don't mind.
After a good night's sleep, we went to swimming lessons then to visit Auntie Carrie (who just got home from Cuba and got this awesome drum thing for Carson with his name on it!), Uncle Rob, Ethan and Isabelle. We spent some time on the trampoline, which he thought was quite funny. Then home for some lunch (ok, so lunch consisted of 3 grapes, a few pieces of apple and some mango - he wouldn't touch anything else) and he's off to bed again.
When he wakes up we have to go find a birthday present for Maya and hopefully a wagon and maybe we'll go out to dinner - our first date?
I've been putting away his too-small clothes and taking out all the 2T clothes that we have for him. I've put away 5 boxes of clothes and 3 garbage bags of clothes to go to the second hand store. Things that were passed along that he never wore, and now knowing how I dress my child, I know I wouldn't put on another boy (if we have one) so might as well recycle them now. Oh my god the cute things that he has now!
After a good night's sleep, we went to swimming lessons then to visit Auntie Carrie (who just got home from Cuba and got this awesome drum thing for Carson with his name on it!), Uncle Rob, Ethan and Isabelle. We spent some time on the trampoline, which he thought was quite funny. Then home for some lunch (ok, so lunch consisted of 3 grapes, a few pieces of apple and some mango - he wouldn't touch anything else) and he's off to bed again.
When he wakes up we have to go find a birthday present for Maya and hopefully a wagon and maybe we'll go out to dinner - our first date?
I've been putting away his too-small clothes and taking out all the 2T clothes that we have for him. I've put away 5 boxes of clothes and 3 garbage bags of clothes to go to the second hand store. Things that were passed along that he never wore, and now knowing how I dress my child, I know I wouldn't put on another boy (if we have one) so might as well recycle them now. Oh my god the cute things that he has now!
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Operation: Gate
Jeff just called me at work. He said Carson was whiny this morning. Know why? He wanted to go outside. So he sat on the floor, in front of the patio door and cried. Jeff had just sat down to eat his breakfast so he convinced Carson to play with his trucks, and when Jeff was done they would go outside. Apparently that helped.
So - this weekend we have to see if one of our babygates works to block the stairs going down from the deck. We only had babygates up in our house for maybe 3 months, and that was about 8 months ago. He's really good around stairs, but outside for some reason he seems to think he can walk down the stairs.
I can't wait for him to be able to go play on the deck while I'm in the kitchen making dinner or when Jeff's eating breakfast. Yesterday he was outside at the park for 3+ hours (at 3 different times...) and it still wasn't enough.
Oh well, it's our own fault, we have passed along our genes of loving the outdoors.
So - this weekend we have to see if one of our babygates works to block the stairs going down from the deck. We only had babygates up in our house for maybe 3 months, and that was about 8 months ago. He's really good around stairs, but outside for some reason he seems to think he can walk down the stairs.
I can't wait for him to be able to go play on the deck while I'm in the kitchen making dinner or when Jeff's eating breakfast. Yesterday he was outside at the park for 3+ hours (at 3 different times...) and it still wasn't enough.
Oh well, it's our own fault, we have passed along our genes of loving the outdoors.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Ok, so maybe I sometimes come across
Like I don't miss my kid during the day. But, let me tell you that's so not the case.
I just came back from lunch, and there was a mom and her little guy, about Carson's age, sitting and having lunch together and honestly - at that point I was so close to getting in my car and driving home to get him.
I just came back from lunch, and there was a mom and her little guy, about Carson's age, sitting and having lunch together and honestly - at that point I was so close to getting in my car and driving home to get him.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
First trip to the park this spring
And it was so much more fun now that he's walking. He puttered around the whole playground looking at everything there, playing with a few other kids, being amazed by the sand (good thing it was bath night) and laughing hysterically (like, hysterically) in the swing.
He also took two steps up the structure on his own. Like adult steps (not crawling up). He's never done that before. Nowadays he always wants to walk up like we do, but I have to hold his hands (and with each step he says up up up), but never on his own.
While I was away Jeff and Carson went helmet shopping, and we now have a brand new helmet (with hot wheels on it to boot!) so we're all ready to go biking.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Always so full
Of great ideas when I get back from spending time with the girls. I've often talked about how my girlfriends, sister and mom are the greatest support team I have out there when it comes to parenting. The majority of the girls weekend away was spent about how to raise kids. Not necessarily how, but different things we've tried, what we have read, what we have learned - it's a big round circle sharing, where it's not like any one of us is trying to tell the other how to do it, we just listen, talk it out and maybe offer advice. It's great. I've learned so many things from them.
One of my dearest and closest friends, is part of a program and has volunteered to be a birth companion. It's a program where single women who are pregnant sign up with, and they are matched with a companion to go to pre-natal classes with, to be there for, to talk to, to listen, etc... for the whole birthing process. They are in delivery with them too! She's super excited for the birth too. It got me all excited about having another baby.
Anyways - they saw a movie called "The Business of Being Born" and she said it's amazing. I have to see it. It talks a lot about C-sections, and how now in the US, 40% of births are C-sections (and lots of women are opting to do a C-section and tummy tuck at the same time). Which is scary. C-sections, while not dangerous, are not the best/safest way to delivery a baby. I had a C-section. My birth story is almost exactly like the ones they talk about in this documentary. My water broke - they induced me (telling me that if you don't have the baby within 24 hours of your water breaking you can get an infection which is not the truth), then they gave me morphine (which I didn't know was accompanied with the risk of my baby being born dopey, which he was), which didn't work anyways, and then they gave me an epidural (which I still don't regret, at all), and they told me his heart rate was too high. When you're 9 months pregnant, hooked up to monitors, in a hospital, and your doctor tells you you have to have a C-section, all you can hear is "your baby's heart rate is too high", I just thought - do whatever you have to do, get him out safely. Well, maybe it wasn't the case. They may have just been pushing me to get the baby out so they can move onto the next patient. Free up a bed. Now honestly, I have no idea. I have no idea if I needed a C-section, or if I went a couple more hours if he would have come out naturally. Right now I don't really care. Carson was healthy, there were no problems, I could nurse him, I never had to bring him back to the hospital after we went home (which was actually early, I had to get out of the hospital, I don't like hospitals too much), so it doesn't really matter how he came out.
But - this time I am definitely getting a midwife. I don't think I want to go back to an obstetrician (wait for 2 hours in the office to go in for only 5 minutes), who doesn't really tell me anything I don't already know. Don't get me wrong, I quite liked my doctor. But if I can get the same information and be more comfortable with a midwife? Darn tootin' I'm gonna do it.
I'm not pregnant, I'm just hoping I will be lucky enough to get pregnant again
I shouldn't have to say this, it's my blog, but that was hard for me to admit, about the c-section so I appreciate no snotty comments about how I should have known that. Please.
One of my dearest and closest friends, is part of a program and has volunteered to be a birth companion. It's a program where single women who are pregnant sign up with, and they are matched with a companion to go to pre-natal classes with, to be there for, to talk to, to listen, etc... for the whole birthing process. They are in delivery with them too! She's super excited for the birth too. It got me all excited about having another baby.
Anyways - they saw a movie called "The Business of Being Born" and she said it's amazing. I have to see it. It talks a lot about C-sections, and how now in the US, 40% of births are C-sections (and lots of women are opting to do a C-section and tummy tuck at the same time). Which is scary. C-sections, while not dangerous, are not the best/safest way to delivery a baby. I had a C-section. My birth story is almost exactly like the ones they talk about in this documentary. My water broke - they induced me (telling me that if you don't have the baby within 24 hours of your water breaking you can get an infection which is not the truth), then they gave me morphine (which I didn't know was accompanied with the risk of my baby being born dopey, which he was), which didn't work anyways, and then they gave me an epidural (which I still don't regret, at all), and they told me his heart rate was too high. When you're 9 months pregnant, hooked up to monitors, in a hospital, and your doctor tells you you have to have a C-section, all you can hear is "your baby's heart rate is too high", I just thought - do whatever you have to do, get him out safely. Well, maybe it wasn't the case. They may have just been pushing me to get the baby out so they can move onto the next patient. Free up a bed. Now honestly, I have no idea. I have no idea if I needed a C-section, or if I went a couple more hours if he would have come out naturally. Right now I don't really care. Carson was healthy, there were no problems, I could nurse him, I never had to bring him back to the hospital after we went home (which was actually early, I had to get out of the hospital, I don't like hospitals too much), so it doesn't really matter how he came out.
But - this time I am definitely getting a midwife. I don't think I want to go back to an obstetrician (wait for 2 hours in the office to go in for only 5 minutes), who doesn't really tell me anything I don't already know. Don't get me wrong, I quite liked my doctor. But if I can get the same information and be more comfortable with a midwife? Darn tootin' I'm gonna do it.
I'm not pregnant, I'm just hoping I will be lucky enough to get pregnant again
I shouldn't have to say this, it's my blog, but that was hard for me to admit, about the c-section so I appreciate no snotty comments about how I should have known that. Please.
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
Just another Wednesday night
Jeff had a training course all day today downtown, so we decided to meet at my Mom and Ricky's house for dinner. I ducked out of work early (I've been accumulating time here and there) and picked Carson up an hour early. We went to Grandma's and sat on the front porch, ate an apple (he calls it bapple), visited with Robyn (a little girl across the street, her and her sister Alexa always come over when any of the grandkids are over, they are the sweetest girls ever, 10 and 8 I think?), went for a walk, visited with a dog and then went inside for some smoked meat sandwiches. Carson LOVED his dinner! Ricky made his famous homemade french fries and Carson preferred the sandwich, didn't care much for the fries.
Then Jeff took him home, I went to Winners looking for a new bag and came home with this:
I never really buy him stuff, he's got so much already from all his cousins that our house can't fit much more. But I turned the corner in the store and saw this and knew Carson had to have it. He loves Thomas. He loves wheels. He loves noises. This has it all. We hid it away so Jeff can bring it out this weekend when I'm gone. That's right - for the first time, I'm leaving my little man for the weekend. The girls and I have rented a chalet in Tremblant and I'll miss him like crazy but I'm sure I will find ways to keep myself entertained :)
Sunday, April 06, 2008
At my best
I don't doubt that I was a good mother for the first year of Carson's life.
But let me tell you - now is my time to shine as a mother. This is the parenting that I was cut out for. I love explaining things to him, showing him things, teaching him things, communicating with him (ok, so I did all of those things for the first 12 months, but now he's responding to me), discipling him, teaching him to grow up to be a good, honest, smart, generous and kind person.
I rush home from work, anxious to get him from daycare and enjoy every single minute of our time together. I can honestly say (I feel like I've always been rather honest on this blog, some people won't admit their less than stellar parenting moments - like my first 13 days after C was born!) I enjoy the toddler stage more than the baby stage. I loved him in the first year, I enjoyed everything we did but I didn't love it in quite the same way as I do now.
Anyways - this has been a busy weekend, full of family, friends, sun, fresh air and all that goes with it.
Looking up at the plane
But let me tell you - now is my time to shine as a mother. This is the parenting that I was cut out for. I love explaining things to him, showing him things, teaching him things, communicating with him (ok, so I did all of those things for the first 12 months, but now he's responding to me), discipling him, teaching him to grow up to be a good, honest, smart, generous and kind person.
I rush home from work, anxious to get him from daycare and enjoy every single minute of our time together. I can honestly say (I feel like I've always been rather honest on this blog, some people won't admit their less than stellar parenting moments - like my first 13 days after C was born!) I enjoy the toddler stage more than the baby stage. I loved him in the first year, I enjoyed everything we did but I didn't love it in quite the same way as I do now.
Anyways - this has been a busy weekend, full of family, friends, sun, fresh air and all that goes with it.
Looking up at the plane
Splashing for my first time in the puddles with my rainboots (before, he would just stand in his rainboots and cry)
We walked around the block while he pushed this toy - it had been in the closet for a while but we just took it out and it's like he's seeing it for the first time.
What's down there?
Sharing my snack with Grandma
Being pulled around the house by Daddy
His two favourite things these days? My makeup brushes. As soon as we get into my room he stands on his tiptoes to get them off my makeup table.
Saturday, April 05, 2008
Yay!
No repeat wakings last night - a good solid 12 hours sleep. I suppose if it happens once every 6 months I can't really complain.
Swimming lessons this morning - he had a grand old time. He loves the water. I can't get him to stand on the wall long enough to do what the instructor is asking - he just runs towards me. But at least he will jump from the water to my hands (I think he does it without realizing what he's doing). He's down for a nap now but this afternoon we are getting the bikes down and hooking up the Chariot to go for a bike ride. He's never been in it attached to the bike, so we'll see how he likes it. I can't wait for all this snow to melt.
Swimming lessons this morning - he had a grand old time. He loves the water. I can't get him to stand on the wall long enough to do what the instructor is asking - he just runs towards me. But at least he will jump from the water to my hands (I think he does it without realizing what he's doing). He's down for a nap now but this afternoon we are getting the bikes down and hooking up the Chariot to go for a bike ride. He's never been in it attached to the bike, so we'll see how he likes it. I can't wait for all this snow to melt.
Friday, April 04, 2008
Goodness!
You know how I always say I jinx myself. Last night as I went to bed I had a brief wave of "holy crap I'm so happy I can go to bed at night and not even think about when Carson will wake up during the night". He doesn't. Ever. Well, almost ever.
Last night around midnight he woke up crying. I guess I didn't wake up right away, but finally woke up and went and got him. It was instinct, he never cries so what the heck was wrong? Nothing it seems. He put his head on my shoulder and fell asleep. Twice. Twice I rocked him (moreso cause I felt like he needed my snuggling, plus it never happens so I don't mind) and then put him to sleep. But then the third time got worse, and Jeff went in and spent some time with him and then put him to sleep. And that was it. He slept till the morning, waking up every hour or so with a few cries and then quiet.... I'm hoping tonight is not a repeat :)
I'll never think about how lucky I am that he sleeps through the night again!
Last night around midnight he woke up crying. I guess I didn't wake up right away, but finally woke up and went and got him. It was instinct, he never cries so what the heck was wrong? Nothing it seems. He put his head on my shoulder and fell asleep. Twice. Twice I rocked him (moreso cause I felt like he needed my snuggling, plus it never happens so I don't mind) and then put him to sleep. But then the third time got worse, and Jeff went in and spent some time with him and then put him to sleep. And that was it. He slept till the morning, waking up every hour or so with a few cries and then quiet.... I'm hoping tonight is not a repeat :)
I'll never think about how lucky I am that he sleeps through the night again!
Tuesday, April 01, 2008
Youch
I hate when Carson has to get needles! He was fine throughout the whole appt, even giggling when the doctor was testing out his hips. Then when he was done, the nurse came in and he had to get his chicken pox vaccine (wasn't sure if I was going to get this done or not, but my doctor gave a very convincing arguement) and his prevnar. He screamed like the dickens (with that whole sobbing cry...) for about 2 minutes and then completely forgot about them. Until he saw the nurse again, after we had gotten dressed and was leaving the office. He looked at her sideways and his bottom lip came out.
Weight: 25.9 lbs
Height: 32 3/4 inches
Even as I was writing my post last night, I knew my goals were unrealistic. Instead of the museum this morning, we hung around home and played with our new garage/car wash and then went to visit Daddy at work, then a quick trip to Loblaws to pick up a few things we can't get at the grocery store here (brown basmati rice, Tazo tea..). After the doctor's we came home and had lunch (that kid eats everything now, and a whole lot of it). For those who know, Carson wasn't always the greatest eater. He was always too busy to be in his high chair. Now he eats and eats whatever we put in front of him. He won't ever eat with his fingers, only his spoon and doesn't let anyone else help. He's in bed now, so the rest of the afternoon depends on when Sir Carson decides to wake up.
Oh! When the doctor was shining the light in his mouth, I saw two more teeth on top. That's 12 teeth now (I thought he got two molars in on the bottom, but molars are so long that the bump from the one tooth I thought was another tooth). So he has his four front top, four front bottom, and one molar on each side (top and bottom)
Weight: 25.9 lbs
Height: 32 3/4 inches
Even as I was writing my post last night, I knew my goals were unrealistic. Instead of the museum this morning, we hung around home and played with our new garage/car wash and then went to visit Daddy at work, then a quick trip to Loblaws to pick up a few things we can't get at the grocery store here (brown basmati rice, Tazo tea..). After the doctor's we came home and had lunch (that kid eats everything now, and a whole lot of it). For those who know, Carson wasn't always the greatest eater. He was always too busy to be in his high chair. Now he eats and eats whatever we put in front of him. He won't ever eat with his fingers, only his spoon and doesn't let anyone else help. He's in bed now, so the rest of the afternoon depends on when Sir Carson decides to wake up.
Oh! When the doctor was shining the light in his mouth, I saw two more teeth on top. That's 12 teeth now (I thought he got two molars in on the bottom, but molars are so long that the bump from the one tooth I thought was another tooth). So he has his four front top, four front bottom, and one molar on each side (top and bottom)
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