Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Mommy reflects on Sol's 3-month B-day
That's right, Solomon Walker is officially three months old (the months vs. weeks calculation is getting a little difficult and so from here on out we're just going to count months) and I have to say we are def getting into the fun zone. Everyday he is just cuter and more animated and he just has the funniest little personality. You can tell he's just going to be a fun and funny person. He smiles at everything - like the world is just a pleasant place for him, and why wouldnt it be. There is no resisting it - when you see him smile or hear him laugh you just have to smile. Its the best drug around.
Lately, everything he does puts me in awe. The way he moves his little fingers around his toy bunny and then flops it into his mouth, or how he fiddles with his ear when he's drinking from his bottle, or blows little bubbles on his lips -- its all so amazing. He is def holding his head up and can sit up almost by himself if we support the base of his back. He loves to stand with us holding him up ( he'll stand for hours if our arms could do it!) And he's starting to push himself up off his tummy when he does tummy time - this is just soooo cool.
He is sleeping sooo much better - hence why mommy and daddy are doing better these days. He basically sleeps every night from 10/11pm-4am - he eats a bottle at 4 and then sleeps til 7/8am. If we could just get him to go til 5 or 6 am in one stretch we'd be set! He sleeps in his crib - he's been sleeping there since he was 3 weeks old. The funny thing is - I never had a problem putting him in his crib - I didnt feel like he was too far away. Quite the opposite - when he was in the bassinet next to me I didnt sleep well at all, I kept leaning over to check on him. In the crib in his room, I can hear him on the monitor and for some reason I'm ok with that. HOWEVER, we have been leaving a light on in his room all night ( the night table light) well the other night the light bulb went out and so John said to just turn on the little Snoopy night light we have in there for him. So I did. And he was fine. Not even sure he noticed it was dark in there. But I did. I went in and out like 5 times, before I made John help me find a replacement bulb. It just made me uncomfortable to have it dark in there. Like I wouldnt be able to see him breathing. I know. Crazy. But I guess it was my version of keeping him in the bassinet next to the bed for 6 months. All mothers have a bit of separation anxiety. :)
Anyways - Happy 3 month b-day baby Solomon - you are growing up so fast.
Lately, everything he does puts me in awe. The way he moves his little fingers around his toy bunny and then flops it into his mouth, or how he fiddles with his ear when he's drinking from his bottle, or blows little bubbles on his lips -- its all so amazing. He is def holding his head up and can sit up almost by himself if we support the base of his back. He loves to stand with us holding him up ( he'll stand for hours if our arms could do it!) And he's starting to push himself up off his tummy when he does tummy time - this is just soooo cool.
He is sleeping sooo much better - hence why mommy and daddy are doing better these days. He basically sleeps every night from 10/11pm-4am - he eats a bottle at 4 and then sleeps til 7/8am. If we could just get him to go til 5 or 6 am in one stretch we'd be set! He sleeps in his crib - he's been sleeping there since he was 3 weeks old. The funny thing is - I never had a problem putting him in his crib - I didnt feel like he was too far away. Quite the opposite - when he was in the bassinet next to me I didnt sleep well at all, I kept leaning over to check on him. In the crib in his room, I can hear him on the monitor and for some reason I'm ok with that. HOWEVER, we have been leaving a light on in his room all night ( the night table light) well the other night the light bulb went out and so John said to just turn on the little Snoopy night light we have in there for him. So I did. And he was fine. Not even sure he noticed it was dark in there. But I did. I went in and out like 5 times, before I made John help me find a replacement bulb. It just made me uncomfortable to have it dark in there. Like I wouldnt be able to see him breathing. I know. Crazy. But I guess it was my version of keeping him in the bassinet next to the bed for 6 months. All mothers have a bit of separation anxiety. :)
Anyways - Happy 3 month b-day baby Solomon - you are growing up so fast.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Friday, October 10, 2008
Mommy's First Week at Work
Many of you already know, but this was my first week back to work. Many of you called or emailed to make sure I was alright and though I put on a brave face - it would be a lie to say it wasn't tough. It was. Very.
Like much else in life, the anticipation was worse than the actual event - thus I had a good cry Sunday night and a rough night sleep full of bad dreams. But Monday really wasnt THAT bad. I was lucky that John took paternity leave this week and next so I didnt have to wrestle with trying to get ready, get the baby ready adn get both of us out of the house. Nor did I have to face dropping him off at daycare. Instead, John brought him to daycare for a few hours each day to ease him ( and us) into it. So on Monday I left a sleeping, cute baby - no tears from either of us. Coming to work was nice - it was great to wear real clothes, have my hair done, socialize with my co-workers and catch up on all the gossip. Thats pretty much how my first day back went. Tuesday we had an event and Wednesday I had a bunch of "catch up" meetings. But by Thursday I can safely say I was "over" being back and ready to be back at home with Sol. There just isnt enough in the day to distract me from missing my little man.
To top it all off Sol got a pretty bad cold this week - so when I am with him he's either sleeping or fussy, coughing, sneezing or breathing like an 85 year old smoker. Every time he coughed it was like someone tore my heart out and stepped on it. It was soooo hard to leave him. John took v.v. good care of him and he never got a fever or anything and he's already on the mend - but still - it will forever be remembered that Sol got a cold my first day back at work. Ug - this mom stuff is tough.
I'm sure it gets easier - as it already has ( we are doing a lot less loads of laundry as Sol goes through less onesies and diaper rags!). I know its the right thing for me and for Sol. I need to re-engage my mind and he needs to be socialized and not be a momma'sboy - But I would be lying if I said didnt wish we would win a zillion bucks so I could stay home with Solly everyday. Oh and I'd give my left arm for him to never, EVER, get sick again.
Like much else in life, the anticipation was worse than the actual event - thus I had a good cry Sunday night and a rough night sleep full of bad dreams. But Monday really wasnt THAT bad. I was lucky that John took paternity leave this week and next so I didnt have to wrestle with trying to get ready, get the baby ready adn get both of us out of the house. Nor did I have to face dropping him off at daycare. Instead, John brought him to daycare for a few hours each day to ease him ( and us) into it. So on Monday I left a sleeping, cute baby - no tears from either of us. Coming to work was nice - it was great to wear real clothes, have my hair done, socialize with my co-workers and catch up on all the gossip. Thats pretty much how my first day back went. Tuesday we had an event and Wednesday I had a bunch of "catch up" meetings. But by Thursday I can safely say I was "over" being back and ready to be back at home with Sol. There just isnt enough in the day to distract me from missing my little man.
To top it all off Sol got a pretty bad cold this week - so when I am with him he's either sleeping or fussy, coughing, sneezing or breathing like an 85 year old smoker. Every time he coughed it was like someone tore my heart out and stepped on it. It was soooo hard to leave him. John took v.v. good care of him and he never got a fever or anything and he's already on the mend - but still - it will forever be remembered that Sol got a cold my first day back at work. Ug - this mom stuff is tough.
I'm sure it gets easier - as it already has ( we are doing a lot less loads of laundry as Sol goes through less onesies and diaper rags!). I know its the right thing for me and for Sol. I need to re-engage my mind and he needs to be socialized and not be a momma'sboy - But I would be lying if I said didnt wish we would win a zillion bucks so I could stay home with Solly everyday. Oh and I'd give my left arm for him to never, EVER, get sick again.
Friday, October 3, 2008
Sol's First Holiday
Checking out the Sol museum - that is Grandma M's collection of Sol photos on the fridge.
Having fun hanging w/Grandma and Daddy
An afternoon snooze before all the holiday fuss
Solly and Mommy at Rosh Hashanna Dinner
Solly and Grandma's Friends - Marilyn and Dottie. Solly was treated to a wonderful sing along by these professional grandmas.
Solly sitting at the table - just cause he cant eat the yummy Rosh Hashannah food doesnt mean he wants to be left out of the action.
Family portrait
Family portrait with the WHOLE family
Whew - its exausting being so cute for guests!!
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