Christmas Eve
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Lucky 7
My little man is 7 months old today! I cannot believe how fast time flies, but I try to enjoy every single moment and new milestone. He is great at sitting up, starting to eat more solids (although he is still picky), and is starting to grow into his personality. You can tell that he wants to crawl so badly and he has perfected getting up on all fours, rocking back and forth, and then falling down. So, I say it will be lucky #7 and he will be on the move sometime this month. Ill be sure to post video when that happens. Until then, my little munchkin is nothing but smiles...and what a smile it is!
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
A fall from grace...literally
Well, it finally happened.
Last Thursday, I found myself standing in the pediatrician's office in tears uttering the words "but I only took my eyes off him for 2 seconds" - words I swore I would never say. When I tell you it happened in about two seconds, I mean it. I put Connor on my bed surrounded by pillows, as I have done every morning, while I get the last thing I need to leave for work (my shoes). Suddenly, I heard a loud THUMP and I turned only to find my precious baby on the floor looking up at me. Of course I freaked out! He started crying, which then had me in tears. I grabbed my phone and called Mark. I am still not sure why he was the first person I called. Yes, he is my husband; however he is not a doctor, has never had a baby who fell off a bed, and is known to be quite a smart ass, but I called him nonetheless. I must say in times of crisis he manages to refrain from wisecracks and calm me down. He just told me to call the doctor and not to worry. I called the doctor, they told me to come in and I flew out of the house (faster than I ever would for work). When I arrived at the doctors office, they took us in right away and this is how the conversation with the nurse went:
Nurse: "What brings you in today?"
Me: "My son fell off my bed"
Nurse: "When?"
Me: "About 20 minutes ago"
Nurse: "Was it tile or carpet?"
Me: "Carpet"
Nurse: "Did he blackout?"
Me: "Oh god, no!"
Nurse: "I am sure he is fine, these things happen ALL the time"
Me: sniff, sniff "I know, but I am always that person that says, how did that dipshit parent let that happen and now I am standing here and I AM that dipshit parent!" sniff, sniff
The nurse proceeded to hug me, give me a tissue, and tell me that she once forgot to buckle her daughter's car seat and her 2 week old baby slipped right out onto the floor. That made me feel much better, (although I later began to question how my doctor could hire a pediatric nurse who dropped her own baby on the floor). Needless to say Connor was perfectly fine, not a scratch or bump to be found. That night I was not surprised though when I saw him up on all fours. He hasn't crawled, although he does this backwards scooting thing, so I am sure crawling isn't too far off now.
After the incident, I was flooded with stories from my friends and family whose babies have fallen off the bed, out of the crib, off a changing table, from a high chair, been lifted up into a ceiling fan (that was on), and even flipped out of a shopping cart (at a liquor store no less). Now, I am not ashamed, but proud to say I am one of those parents too because I am not a dipshit, I am only human and we learn from our mistakes. (Although, I am very happy babies are made to survive us 1st time parents)
Last Thursday, I found myself standing in the pediatrician's office in tears uttering the words "but I only took my eyes off him for 2 seconds" - words I swore I would never say. When I tell you it happened in about two seconds, I mean it. I put Connor on my bed surrounded by pillows, as I have done every morning, while I get the last thing I need to leave for work (my shoes). Suddenly, I heard a loud THUMP and I turned only to find my precious baby on the floor looking up at me. Of course I freaked out! He started crying, which then had me in tears. I grabbed my phone and called Mark. I am still not sure why he was the first person I called. Yes, he is my husband; however he is not a doctor, has never had a baby who fell off a bed, and is known to be quite a smart ass, but I called him nonetheless. I must say in times of crisis he manages to refrain from wisecracks and calm me down. He just told me to call the doctor and not to worry. I called the doctor, they told me to come in and I flew out of the house (faster than I ever would for work). When I arrived at the doctors office, they took us in right away and this is how the conversation with the nurse went:
Nurse: "What brings you in today?"
Me: "My son fell off my bed"
Nurse: "When?"
Me: "About 20 minutes ago"
Nurse: "Was it tile or carpet?"
Me: "Carpet"
Nurse: "Did he blackout?"
Me: "Oh god, no!"
Nurse: "I am sure he is fine, these things happen ALL the time"
Me: sniff, sniff "I know, but I am always that person that says, how did that dipshit parent let that happen and now I am standing here and I AM that dipshit parent!" sniff, sniff
The nurse proceeded to hug me, give me a tissue, and tell me that she once forgot to buckle her daughter's car seat and her 2 week old baby slipped right out onto the floor. That made me feel much better, (although I later began to question how my doctor could hire a pediatric nurse who dropped her own baby on the floor). Needless to say Connor was perfectly fine, not a scratch or bump to be found. That night I was not surprised though when I saw him up on all fours. He hasn't crawled, although he does this backwards scooting thing, so I am sure crawling isn't too far off now.
After the incident, I was flooded with stories from my friends and family whose babies have fallen off the bed, out of the crib, off a changing table, from a high chair, been lifted up into a ceiling fan (that was on), and even flipped out of a shopping cart (at a liquor store no less). Now, I am not ashamed, but proud to say I am one of those parents too because I am not a dipshit, I am only human and we learn from our mistakes. (Although, I am very happy babies are made to survive us 1st time parents)
Thursday, February 11, 2010
On Solid Ground
Connor has started solids, although I have yet to find anything he really likes. I tried to stay on the path of veggies first, but everything I have given him ends up on the side of his face. Then last week, I caved in and gave him bananas and STILL NOTHING! I guess Ill just keep trying and hope that something triggers a love for food (like his mom and dad have). Until then, he looks really really adorable with carrots all over his face.
Monday, February 1, 2010
Half way there!
Connor is officially half way to his 1st birthday!! I cannot believe 6 months has gone by already! We celebrated his big 6 month milestone with an introduction to the world of solid foods! I feel like I have been waiting for this day for months (6 to be exact). We went to the doctor for his check up and were given the green light on solids. I decided to start with rice cereal, but he wasn't a big fan so we have moved on to veggies now. He got his first sampling of peas last night and although he didn't eat much, he managed to take in a few spoonfuls (just enough for some interesting diapers this morning).
My little man is getting so big too. He now weighs 16 lbs and is 27 inches tall. I think he takes after his G-Pop because there isn't much tall and skinny going on in our house.
Connor dressed for success on his half birthday:
My little man is getting so big too. He now weighs 16 lbs and is 27 inches tall. I think he takes after his G-Pop because there isn't much tall and skinny going on in our house.
Connor dressed for success on his half birthday:
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