I am a couple of weeks behind on our “2013 milestones” but, here we go. I am sure I have missed some milestones, but here are some big ones I can rattle off the top of my head.
Breastfed until 16.5 months, I would have gone longer but my body failed us. (bad boobies!!)
First “real” 2 word phrase – “bay kiki” (Bad Kitty)
First set of molars – January 2013 caused a trip to the ER and resulted in a double ear infection.
First “Big Boy” food- Spinach Feta Pie
First steps – Mid-June 2013 (17.5 mo old)
Recognize all Letters and point to them – 20 months old
First Letter learned and mastered – “E” 19 months old
Recognize numbers 1 – 20 and point to them – 20 months old
Recognize animals and point to them – 16 months old
By the end of 2013 he could say some animals, shapes, colors, about 50% of the alphabet, and numbers 1-10. He can’t do them in order yet but we are working on that.
As of January 15, 2014 when asked “How old are you going to be?” or “how old are you?” he can reply “Two” and attempts to hold up 2 fingers.
This post is spawned for an article from NBC Chef Grant Achatz starts Twitter debate: Should babies be banned from high-end restaurants? by Tracy Saelinger (TODAY contributor).
I don’t think they should ban babies, it is up to the parents to be respectful of others who are dining. If the baby should get agitated or upset and cry, take a breather and walk with the baby. At 8 mo my son was still Breastfeeding so a quick boob fix was all he would need to nod back off again or at least relax and be in mommy milk trance for a while. With that said, my almost 2-year-old doesn’t understand “inside” voice yet. Personally, I would never dream of bringing him to a 3 hour, 18 course meal that cost over $200 per plate and you have to wait for weeks or months for a table.
If you can afford a restaurant that expensive then you probably have a full-time live in nanny that the kids can stay with. Or at least a full-time nanny/babysitter you can ask to stay late and pay them an overtime bonus. Do babysitters cancel, sure they do but then be the respectful parent and walk out when your baby starts to cry. If you are like most Americans and you can’t “normally” afford the restaurant then it is a “special” date night and you should enjoy your spouse/significant other/whoever you are with without babies and children.
We have not had a date night since R was born. We did attempt it once when the little guy was 5 months old but we were called back before our dinner was served. We take him everywhere, he has even been to an Irish Pub!! Of course it was for a late lunch, but he had a good time sitting at the table like a big boy, no high chairs there. He is a good baby/toddler and on the rare occasion when he gets a little loud(or has a tantrum) I excuse myself and take him outside for a cool down walk. Most times people give the look of sympathy as I walk by with a mad toddler.
All in all, maybe not ban babies but if the parents don’t get off their asses and take the baby out of the restaurant then definitely have the waiter politely ask them to take the baby outside until it has calmed down and is no longer crying. It is the parents who need to be respectful of others.
Good Morning Blog readers!! It is Monday morning and we are ready for another yoyo week of rain, snow, rain and more snow. While mother nature has it in for us here in the wonderful state of Massachusetts with the temps bouncing between the 20’s and the 40’s we have a fun-filled week ahead. Maybe I can witness my son doing something crazy again. LOL
This past Saturday we were at the local mall play area where I usually take him to play and burn some energy. I love watching all the different children interact together. It amazes me every time we go how many adults aren’t keeping an eye on the children they are there with. They are playing with or talking on their phones. In the meantime I have a toddler running around having a good time going through the tunnels and climbing into the cars and boats. The thing that annoys me the most is when the unsupervised children are jumping off of one of the play fixtures. It isn’t the jumping part as much as where they are jumping off. They jump off over the tunnel holes. I can’t count how many times I have had to either tell those kids to be careful there were toddlers and babies crawling through the tunnel. I often wonder how much these kids get away with at home if they are so unruly and neglected in a public play area. Sometimes I want to go up to the adults and ask them if they think it is ok for the child they are not watching to potentially jump on my baby, now toddler’s head. I bite my tongue so far because when I ask the older kids to be careful they typically stop or at least look before jumping to make sure it is clear of littler kids.
The funniest thing I have seen my little guy do in the play area this weekend. There was a little boy, maybe about 5 years old, starting to have a temper tantrum. The little boy started to yell and scream with some tears because his adult told him it was time to leave. So my little guy stops in his tracks while running around, looks at the little boy and yells at him with a growl like yell. It really sounded like he was possessed by the demon in the exorcist. Then my little one ran away squealing with delight. The little boy stopped his tantrum like he was in shock, got down still sniffling, and went over to his adult to leave without a fight. I have no idea what was said in that scary yell but it was enough to help calm the tantrum. Now, if only I had a child to do that when my little guy is having a tantrum. LOL
A few months ago we decided to move. Our target time frame is about 16 months from now. We decided to move to be closer to family and friends. My fiancée had a scare in September. After everything calmed down and he was home from the hospital we talked about the what if’s. He would like us to be close to family and friends who could help me out if anything should happen. Home is where ever we are together, but with the little guy in tow now our priorities have changed.
I spent today looking at various apartments and places for rent online. Some I knew of but I found one that is a hidden gem. Has everything we would ever want. It is a townhouse with a full basement with washer and dryer hook ups, 1 full bath up stairs and a 1/2 bath on the 1st floor, HUGE kitchen and living room, but the best thing is the private fenced in small garden backyard. The best part is that it cost the same as what we are paying for our 1 bedroom 1 bath we have now.
Now I am super excited!! I am looking forward to visiting in the spring so I can check it out. It will be so nice to be around my family and have Robert grow up with his cousins and my friends kids who are the same age. I have started organizing our stuff and we have consolidated everything we can. ♥
Dearest baby boy,
You are about to turn 2 and you amaze me every single day. Things that I used to think were minor or small are somehow now huge. I look at you with awe and wonder how I got so lucky to have you come into our lives. You beat so many odds to be here with us. My little miracle!! I love you more and more every day. At 23 months old you are able to recognize numbers up to 25, say numbers 1-10(not in order yet, but that is ok), point out your alphabet, find objects in your find and seek books, talk in 3 word sentences that sometimes only I understand and point to a handful of countries on the world map. You know lots of colors, shapes and animals. Sometimes I feel like I am not teaching you enough but then I remember you aren’t even 2 years old yet.
I love how when you do something wrong you say “OTOH”, run to me and give me a hug as if to say “don’t be mad mama, I’m sorry!” I love how you cuddle with your “kitty”(snow leopard), blue monkey, and me on the couch even if it is for only 30 seconds. I love how when you wake up and I come to your room you are smiling with “kitty” and blue monkey in your arms ready for me to get you out. Getting you guys out is no joke and sometimes you want to add another animal to our “getting up adventure” OH BOY my arms are so full I don’t know where my little guy is. I love how you fake cry so obviously and you even get those tears working. But Mama and Daddy are on to that cry…
Happy almost 2 years baby boy, Mommy loves you!!!
My mind is still spinning about something that happened today. A dear friend of mine always puts other people first. She has nothing, and when I say nothing I mean her unemployment was cut off when she was owed about 7 weeks past due pay, Her husband has been out of work thanks to the holidays and his clients going on vacations, they don’t even have money for their rent. Their Christmas celebration was happy because of the generosity of others. Today I was scoping out some of the Facebook boards I am on to see if there was anything else I “needed”. I noticed my friend had some things posted for sale and then some guy she doesn’t even know and I have never seen active in the group before replies with the nastiest comment accusing her of asking for Christmas Donation gifts and then re-selling them.
ARE YOU EFF’N KIDDING ME BUDDY!!! (check out: “Christmas is a Time for Giving“)
Well, I don’t tolerate people talking crap about others and god forbid you do it about one of my friends but when you tell a blatant lie that I happen to be associated with WATCH OUT!!! I think being a full-time Mommy has kicked the Mama Bear Instinct into over drive. I set him straight on that real quick and tagged the moderators of the group in my comment so nothing could be twisted about me or my post. I must pat myself on the back because I was direct about it but I was pretty nice too.
After I had that posted up I read through some of the other comments after his on her post and I can’t believe how absolutely terrible people can be. It was like watching a bunch of middle school punks bullying another kid. I was reading these hateful words and really wondering how people could be so mean to and about someone they never met. My heart broke for my friend so I messaged her as soon as I finished my comment to let her know I had her back.
So here is a very nice woman trying to take care of her family and get money for rent the only way she can. And what do people do??? bash her and make her cry. After this she has now decided she doesn’t want to help anyone else out unless she knows them. She has taken down her posts and has decided that she won’t sell any of the items at all. Where does this leave her… Thank you to the FB bullies what messages are they teaching their kids. Are their kids as mean and nasty as they are? How can people be so cruel?
ARRG!!!!! MEAN PEOPLE SUCK!!!
About a month ago I did a diaper study. My brief overview of both diapers with a short comment. Our little guy is thin, 34 inches tall and 25lbs.
Fit: nice hug around the legs with a decent pocket for absorption.
Absorption: Great, no gel leakage when worn over night or after a long pee.
Poo Containment: No leaks even on his most messy poops
Comments: We switched to Luvs originally to save some money on diapers not thinking what we were getting was so fabulous. I love Luvs.
Huggies Lil’ Movers:
Fit: a little loose around the legs but has a nice fit around the belly
Absorption: Good, gel tends to leak if used as an overnight diaper.
Poo Containment: No leaks even on his most messy poops
Comments: overall not a bad diaper, not a good fit for our little guy’s body type. I think they would work better for babies with chunkier legs. Spoiler alert: the new diaper formula Huggies is working on is fabulous and if I see it come out we may switch.
Child safety is a huge issue. Our little guy is almost 2, 25 pounds, and still rear facing. I have had people tell me that “he will like it better if he was facing forward”, “I turned my child when they were one” and “why do you still have him rear facing”. The fact is he LIKES rear facing. he has always like to sit with his legs up to his chest. Why??? I have no clue, sure doesn’t look comfortable but if he likes it why change it. He hasn’t reached the height limit yet so I will keep him rear facing. He will probably be the only rear facing 3-year-old I know.
Rear facing or forward facing doesn’t really matter when it comes to the what if’s… What if you or someone who had your child is in an accident? What happens if there isn’t anyone to speak for the baby? I didn’t even think of this until I was researching rear/front facing topic. I found a program called CHAD Children Have An iDentity on the Ohio EMS page. They have a printable form that you can fill out and tape to your child’s car seat. I figure why not put it also on the stroller or in our wallets/purse/backpack. It is smart to have an edited version in the glove box too.
The CHAD form has a space for the child’s name, nickname, DOB, address, doctor, emergency contact other than the parents, special needs info, medications, allergies, and important phone numbers. Here is a picture of what you can print. Click on the picture to be linked to the Ohio EMS page that has the downloadable file.
Well I am wore out and I still have 2 days of running around to do. I have driven around and picked up a lot of items people wanted to gift to families in need for this christmas season. I was inspired by a dear friend of mine and a post she put on one of our Facebook boards. We put others before ourselves and I am sure that is what makes us such good friends. It has been a very long time since I have had a close friend like this.
When I saw her post I noticed people had said that they had stuff but she doesn’t have a car to pick stuff up. We happened to be getting stuff from the same person and I asked if she was giving stuff to my friend and told her I would pick it up at the same time. At that moment I knew what would really mean a lot, pick up the items people were offering and then taking them to families in need. Some I wrapped so the families wouldn’t have to try to do that as well and other requested no wrapping so they could do that. Turns out there are more people who need at least one present to put under their tree than I ever thought there was. My heart breaks because I know first hand how hard it is and the struggle of being a single family income. But, in the end it fills my heart with great joy to know that I can help put a smile on a little child’s face just by taking a little of my time to pick up and drop off some things.
Christmas is a time of year when we should think of others not ourselves. Give to others to see their joy and never expect anything back in return. Plus it is more fun to give than to get. 2 more days of pick ups and drop offs. YAWN This girl needs some sleep.
Well, today was a very eventful day. I intended to get a good sale up, do some promotional stuff. But our little guy was sick.. So very sick. He threw up sometime last night and didn’t even cry out for me. When I went to get him this morning I was shocked to see how much puke there was in his crib. I immediately got him undressed and in the shower. He was acting normal, happy and full of energy. I got him his first shower of the day then went and cleaned up his crib and bedroom. He was out in the living room with his daddy, followed him in the bathroom for something and projectile vomited everywhere. OH BOY and this was the beginning to my fabulous day. I tried calling the Dr but there was no answer so when I tried the on call service they told me the office was open. I tried again and left a message on their voicemail. After not getting an answer in 15 minutes and the little guy throwing up 4 more times. I called the ER they advised me to see the pedi first. When I didn’t hear back from the doctor’s office I drove over there. We talked to the nurse on duty in the Dr office and she talked to our doctor who advised us to go down to the ER incase he needed to have iv fluids.
We got in the ER right away and had a room. About 30-40 minutes after just sitting waiting the nurse came in and gave him a high dose of anti-nausea med. Then about 20 min after that she came back and said they needed to move us to the hall. ok, he was in his stroller so not so big of a deal. We were out there for about 15 or so minutes when they wheeled this guy in who was sick with who knows what and smelled like he was rotting from the inside out. When the ER Doc saw us sitting in the hall he said “get them into a room that baby shouldn’t be outside of this room” finally after another 15+ minutes we were moved to another room where after about 30 minutes I found the TV remote. In all that time he managed to get 2 Popsicles and kept them down. 1:30 pm comes and we are finally discharged. I was told to give him 1-2 oz every 10 – 15 minutes of pedialyte (or other non dairy beverage) he could have crackers after about 4-5 hours of keeping fluids down (I cheated he had 3 crackers sporadically and kept them down) and needed to pee at least once every 8 hours. He had a wet diaper at 1:00 pm and a slightly damp diaper at 6:00 pm. He was bone dry at 8:50 pm when I put him to bed for the night. Tomorrow I will start the 1-2 oz every 10 min for a couple of hours and then see how wet he gets. Hopefully he pees if not we will be headed to Beverly ER tomorrow since I think they are more equipped for toddlers.
What a day… And tomorrow will come soon… Ahhh the joys of motherhood.