Sunday, November 29, 2009
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Nick and his Grandpa Mike (my dad) were making faces at one another and playing with one of the balloons. Then Grandma Patty brought in his present. . .
Perhaps the best part of having a party was the fact that it forced us to rearrange furniture, arrange Nick's room, and give a thorough cleaning to the whole house. If we didn't have company, when would we ever do that? I know Nick won't remember this first party, but he sure enjoyed it while it lasted. Plus, he's been enjoying the leftover cake all this week.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Greg and I took Nick to Meson Sabika for dinner, and he was really naughty. He kept screaming and crying with no provocation. Everything was setting him off. He acted hungry and ate calamari and mushrooms and beef and such, but kept throwing things on the floor. He'd reach for my hot plate of mushrooms, then yell at the top of his lungs when I said no and pulled it away. From flinging silverware to screaming and shreiking, Nick made it impossible to enjoy our meal. I suppose we are spoiled because he's usually pretty good. Thank goodness only two ladies were seated in our section, and they were drinking plenty of sangria, so hopefully they weren't too pissed. Sangria makes everything better; if I hadn't been driving, I would've wanted a pitcher myself.
We left without dessert :( and headed home. Nick's attitude didn't improve; he started screaming and wandering around the living room. We never figured out what he wanted. Usually he takes his (liquid) vitamin well, but tonight he knocked the bottle out of my hand and the stinky liquid (with iron in it) spilled all over my couch and new pajamas. We decided at that point to put Nick to bed early, even though it was only 7:20. This baby was not getting more pleasant as it got later. He tried to flip himself off of the changing table, and screamed for about two minutes when I put him in his crib. Then. . . . silence. Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.
My doctor had some not so good news for me today too; my thyroid is functioning abnormally. That certainly explains the lack of weight loss. I asked the doctor if he had any suggestions for me, and he told me (really) that if he did, he wouldn't be working, he'd be living off of the residuals of his idea. In other words, diet and exercise and good luck. Sigh. I believe I'm going to go on our new elliptical trainer tonight, even if it's only for a little while. Is it bad to exercise just so you won't feel guilty about eating a slice of cake? Even if it is bad, I'm doing it anyway.
Update: I just did 30 minutes on my new elliptical trainer, burned 198 calories, and went 1.47 miles. I'm drenched with sweat and I'm having the cake anyway. Hopefully a small piece won't be more than 198 calories.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
The only problem was that Nick woke up yesterday from his nap with a 102.3 degree fever. He had his shots Wednesday, and I'm thinking that might have caused his fever. I hope that's all it is. He is still running fevers, just not that high. Poor guy--his first birthday party and he has a fever for it. I think Nick still had a good time, though. His favorite parts were the balloons and the presents. I spent a little more than planned, but isn't that how it goes with kids?
One First Birthday Party=
=$72 in decorations, birthday hat, and balloons
=$140 in appetizers and drinks
=$50 for a Finding Nemo whipped cream cake
=$7 for the "1st Birthday"onesie
=7 hours of cleaning
But the joy of treating your little boy to a day of company, balloons, and fun?= Priceless
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
This time last year I was having agonizing back labor. Not a pleasant day, but Nick was the happy result of it. I look at the pictures of him and it's hard to believe this is the same kid. The above picture was after his first at-home bath. The picture below was in the hospital soon after he was born. Six pounds, barely, and 17 inches long. Wow. I think I'm going to post a facebook quiz I did awhile back, about having your first child. I'm just reminiscing. I feel happy that my baby is one, but a little sad, too, that he's growing so fast.
I originally posted this on February 8, 2009, when Nick was not even three months old:
Here you go mommies - a different kind of survey for a change - it's all about your first born! Just copy and paste it in a new note for yourself!
1. WAS YOUR PREGNANCY PLANNED? Yup. My doctors thought that I had a fertility disorder, so Greg and I decided to go off of birth control in February so that I could go on fertility drugs in June. Being a teacher, I wanted to time my pregnancy so that I'd have a long summer maternity leave. The OB said it was possible but not likely that I’d get pregnant without the drugs. But fate intervened.
2. WERE YOU MARRIED AT THE TIME? Nope. Greg and I were engaged in July 2007, and we got married last June (2008). So I was in the midst of planning a big wedding and had already purchased a dress. Thank goodness I had purchased a dress with ties in the back, so it could be loosened.
3. WHAT WERE YOUR REACTIONS? Complete denial, and then fear. I didn’t believe it. It was the first time I could have possibly gotten pregnant. My biological clock must really have been ticking. I was even at the doctor’s office getting a blood test, and the lady drawing my blood congratulated me. I told her I thought it was a false positive, and she laughed and said that there are no false positives, only false negatives.
4. WAS ABORTION AN OPTION FOR YOU? Not after I got the amnio results back. I really wanted to have a baby.
5. HOW OLD WERE YOU? 29. I turned 30 before Nick was born.
6. HOW DID YOU FIND OUT YOU WERE PREGNANT? I was very tired and I thought it was due to my graduate school program and working 3 jobs. “Do you see one line or two?!” He said two, and I couldn’t believe it. Plus coffee started making me nauseous. So I bought a home pregnancy test. I had to have Greg verify the results. “Do you see one line or two?!” He said two, and I couldn’t believe it.
7. WHO DID YOU TELL FIRST? Obviously I told my husband, then some friends at work. I wanted to ask how accurate home pregnancy tests are. I also needed someone to cover my hall duty so that I could go to numerous high-risk OB appointments. I waited to get the doctor’s call to tell my parents.
8. DID YOU WANT TO FIND OUT THE SEX? Oh yes. Nick is the 1st grandchild for 3 grandmas and 3 grandpas, so we wanted him appropriately attired. I didn’t care if he was a boy or a girl, because I wanted one of each.
9. DUE DATE? November 28th, 2008.
10. DID YOU HAVE MORNING SICKNESS? A bit. Mostly coffee turned me off which is weird, because I am very caffeine dependent. The bigger problem for me was extreme hypoglycemia during pregnancy. I had to eat every hour at least.
11. WHAT DID YOU CRAVE? Strangely enough, I wanted foods I’d eaten as a child. Spaghetti O’s, Cheetos, Macaroni and Cheese. Fake, orange, processed foods. I usually steer clear of heavily processed stuff, but suddenly I was craving it. Towards the end I ate a ton of goat cheese and water crackers daily.
12. WHAT IRRITATED YOU? My growing belly. I felt huge and the doctors kept telling me to eat more protein and iron. Between that and the hypoglycemia, I felt bloated all the time.
13. WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CHILD'S SEX? male
14. DID YOU WISH YOU HAD THE OPPOSITE SEX OF WHAT YOU WERE GETTING? Nope. I will want a girl for the next one, though. It’ll be hard if I have another boy, because my husband says he only wants two, no matter what. I would like to try parenting one of each.
15. HOW MANY POUNDS DID YOU GAIN THROUGHOUT THE PREGNANCY Around 40.
16. DID YOU HAVE A BABY SHOWER? I had 3 baby showers, actually. They were great and everyone gave us all the stuff we needed. One at my dad’s, one at my grandma’s, and one at work. Greg had one at his work, too, so I guess we actually had 4. I ended up with 37 outfits in the 0-3 month size. At least Nick was small, so he’s still in that size.
17. WAS IT A SURPRISE OR DID YOU KNOW? Well, I knew there’d be showers, I just didn’t know when.
18. DID YOU HAVE ANY COMPLICATIONS DURING YOUR PREGNANCY? I was high risk from the beginning. (Post RNY, thyroid disease, hypoglycemia, etc.) So I saw a maternal fetal medicine specialist every few weeks and had those super ultrasounds done all the time.
19. WHERE DID YOU GIVE BIRTH? Edward Hospital in Naperville.
20. HOW MANY HOURS WERE YOU IN LABOR? I was induced at 38 weeks due to growth restriction with Nick. After 12 hours of pitocin (and back labor), I was only dilated 1 cm, so they told me we could try again in the morning or do a C-section. Nick’s heart rate kept dropping, and they thought the pitocin was causing it. So I had a c-section.
21. WHO DROVE YOU TO THE HOSPITAL? My husband. Since I wasn’t actually in labor, we stopped for tapas on the way.
22. WHO WATCHED YOU GIVE BIRTH? Only doctors. They ended up having to give me a general anesthetic, so they wouldn’t even let Greg in.
23. WAS IT NATURAL OR C-SECTION? C-Section. The spinal didn’t take, even after 7 needle sticks. I guess I had calcification in my spine pretty severely. So they completely knocked me out. Not too bad, considering the morphine.
24. DID YOU TAKE MEDICINE TO EASE THE PAIN? Yup. Narcotics during the back labor, and Morphine during and after the c-section. I had a fun little button. I stopped using it after 1 day, though, because it made me pretty sleepy and high as a kite. They gave me Vicodin, too, to go home on.
25. HOW MUCH DID YOUR CHILD WEIGH? 6 lbs. even. He was short, though, 17 ½ inches. That’s growth restriction for you.
26. WHEN WAS YOUR CHILD ACTUALLY BORN 9:15 p.m. on November 17th.
27. WHAT DID YOU NAME HIM/HER? Nicholas James. My husband and I had a hard time agreeing on a name, and so we made lists and bought books for months. It was hard because I didn’t want to name my child any name I associated with students I’ve taught. So many names had negative connotations, especially with boys. I even had my 3rd and 4th graders make me lists, and we finally decided on Nicholas. James was after my maternal grandfather, who passed away in 2007.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
He figured out really quick what to do with his new ride-on toy. This one is more fun than any of his other ride-ons; it's short enough for his little toes to touch the ground. Daddy was showing him how to push with his feet to make it move. Best of all, it has little fireman that go around in a circle and play music. Nick figured out really quick how to push those buttons. I think this toy is going to be a favorite; I can already hear the music playing in my head after hearing it so many times. They also brought lots of baby socks for Nick--I was thrilled about that because I have one heck of a time finding two matching socks for this child on a daily basis. I think the dryer keeps eating them.
Friday, November 13, 2009
It's funny how when you like a job, it can completely sap all of your energy. I feel like I've done some of my best lessons lately. I prepare PowerPoints, I use cooperative structures, I plan alternative assessments. But I've been doing way more work at home than I'd like. Thus the involvement of caffeine, which is one of my dearest friends. This Tuesday and Thursday, I had to work very late and then pick up Nick from my mom and stepdad's house. The only way I made it through both days was with a 4 p.m. latte. My latte order is pretty crazy, too. Only Starbucks will do, and it is a "tall, sugar-free caramel skim latte, extra hot, with 5 Splendas, an extra pump of the sugar free syrup, and in a grande cup with whipped cream up to the top." Yup, I'm nuts. Today, however, I didn't have my latte and I've been ready to crash since 5:30. I'm hoping once the elliptical trainer we ordered gets here, I'll be able to start working out every night, and maybe that'll give me some energy. Natural energy, perhaps, rather than my $3.75 cup of joy and sanity.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
When I was a little girl, all of the other kids would get free time on Fridays, and Melissa would get her desk dumped out on the floor and have to clean it. Often the other children would point and laugh. I've never figured out how to organize tangible things. When I taught 6th grade, I'd have some of my girls come in to school early and organize my desk for me. I miss that; I only move piles nowadays. The messiness, especially at home, has only gotten worse since my little man has started crawling around and moving stuff.
Stuff keeps disappearing. Part of the problem, I think, is that I don't put things away immediately, and my husband puts things away very quickly, but not in a consistent manner. He cleans daily, and he'll just take piles of paper and random objects, and dump them in rubbermaid bins or on top of my desk. Greg cleans like I did when I was nine and wanted to go out and play; he dumps everything in the closet or in a box and calls it clean. He also takes any paper in the house and puts it on my desk in the living room.
Don't get me wrong; I'm grateful that he cleans, and he is the only reason I have a clean coffee cup every morning. (Thank goodness for that.) But I organize in a unique way. I sort things into piles and then figure out what to do with them. Unfortunately, I don't usually get to finish sorting my piles, and then Greg just dumps them onto the desk and I have to start all over again. You can see the stack of junk on top of my desk; I haven't seen the surface of this desk in literally months. I'm going to have to tackle it soon; I can't find the ComEd bill. Sigh.
So here's just a sampling of what I'm currently looking for. This is by no means everything I've lost recently, simply the items I haven't given up on yet. I have lost: tweezers, baby nail clippers, two packages of stickers, at least twelve single baby socks (yes, there's one lone sock on the table; it's partner is missing), three pairs of shoes, a glue stick, q-tips, photo paper, a magenta printer cartridge, two memory cards for the camera, my gray thumb drive, a bottle of astringent, two brand new hand soap refill bottles, my last box of checks, three baby pajama tops (I have the bottoms for some reason), my neti pot, a package of mechanical pencils, my brown purse, a push-toy I bought for Nick, five pairs of adult Fiskars scissors, my spare car keys, Yum Tummy Tickly (one of Nick's favorite books), a bottle of Flintstones Vitamins, the shapes that go with Nick's little kitchen, the comb I use to brush the kitties, eye makeup remover, one pearl earring, the cloth I use to clean my glasses, and fourteen binkies.
Wow. I guess I hadn't realized quite how bad it is. I'm at the stage now where purchasing new items is way easier than finding the missing ones. I only find these missing items when frantically looking for something else.
I was trying to organize things around the living room tonight when I got distracted by a silly baby who wanted to play. I'm always looking for a reason to stop cleaning, so of course I played with him for a good hour and never got back to the organizing. Tonight he was fascinated with his turtle toy; he pushes a button on the top and it plays music. Then, Nick dances. Not a bad night, all in all. Although I never did find the ComEd bill. . .
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
This video is actually from last weekend. We took Nick out to a Mexican Restaurant, and he loved it. He loved the music, the quesadillas, and the burritos. Especially the music, though. Lately, when Nick hears music of any kind, he listens carefully for a minute and then starts to dance.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
This is the first of the Halloween Posse Pictures. Everyone got to take a turn going up to doors with Nick and Trick-or-Treating. Nick didn't mind being passed off. First was my grandmother, and then my mom. Candy all around!