I quit book blogging for a year. I just couldn't seem to care with having to take care of a newborn and a kid and reading fell by the wayside. But a year makes a difference because I started up again this year over at The Little Bookworm. But I've changed the way I'm book blogging. There are no more everyday reviews because I have even less time to read everyday than I use to and I don't do challenges anymore. At least not right now. I might do one or two next year for fun. And I've quit commenting so much on other's blogs. That is the only one I really want to change. I just need to find a new reader now that Google Reader is being discontinued. But I feel like if I want others to read what I write I should go out and do that same.
I'm enjoying getting back into it and remembering why I liked it in the first place before it became about book tours and ARCs and publishing everyday. I like the community though. The people are generally nice and very passionate about reading and books. So I am doing my best to provide a little content each week though sometimes it is just a wrap up of the previous week and a "What I'm Reading" feature. And that's ok. I am fine with that.
Saturday, April 6, 2013
Friday, April 5, 2013
On Weaning (for real this time)
The other day as Bub's tee ball practice was winding up, I asked a friend to hold Button while I picked up Bub's gear. The friend said sure and then got distracted by her own son and started to walk away with her saying Bye, she'd see us next time. Realizing that she was holding a baby not her own, she said "Oops, I was about to walk away with her." I said, "OK, but she's not weaned so it might get a little awkward for you." We laughed and I took my child back.
But seriously. I am actually working on weaning her. I had a goal of 12 months of nursing her and I met it. For a while I thought about going longer but my milk supply dwindled and I knew I would be able to sustain it. Plus, in all honesty, I'm tired. A year of having a baby or a machine on you, it gets exhausting. So since about 11 months she's been getting mixed bottles of whole milk and breast milk. At first I wasn't happy. I wanted to make it to 12 months solely on breast milk but I stopped making enough and the freezer supply gave out quick. But at least she was still getting some. I also cut out the nighttime feeding around the same time because it was becoming her crutch to go to sleep. Or so I thought because she took the elimination pretty well. And then during Easter break I didn't wake up to feed her at 6 a.m. like I usually do, just letting us both sleep til she woke up. So when I started back to work after 4 days off this week I continued not doing the morning feeding. BT has to give her milk when she wakes up right away instead of waiting but she hasn't seemed to mind.
With that I've eliminated one pumping session during my work day leaving just the morning. She can continue to still get a little breast milk during the day but we are working her up to just whole milk. So now I'm down to feeding her just once when I get home. I'm a little sad about that. I miss the morning feeding since now the first I see her is in the evening when I get home from work. But it was the easiest to eliminate of the two nursing sessions. The evening session is going to be hard. It was the hardest with Bub. It involves a lot of distraction and jumping immediately to dinner rather than a little down time together. Because if I try to relax with her that is what she is going to want to do. I'm not sure when I will start to get rid of it. She's only be 1 for a week. I guess I'll give it a few more weeks or let it go when the time seems more natural. Whatever comes first.
I am ready to be on my own again. But at the same time I know that I am going to miss it. The closeness, the little shuddering sighs, the ability to put her to sleep so easily, the sweetness. She is becoming a toddler and toddlers are so busy that sometimes they only come back to their moms to "touch base" and this is just another way of enabling even more independence. I will miss this aspect of our relationship. But the time has come and I just have to roll with it.
But seriously. I am actually working on weaning her. I had a goal of 12 months of nursing her and I met it. For a while I thought about going longer but my milk supply dwindled and I knew I would be able to sustain it. Plus, in all honesty, I'm tired. A year of having a baby or a machine on you, it gets exhausting. So since about 11 months she's been getting mixed bottles of whole milk and breast milk. At first I wasn't happy. I wanted to make it to 12 months solely on breast milk but I stopped making enough and the freezer supply gave out quick. But at least she was still getting some. I also cut out the nighttime feeding around the same time because it was becoming her crutch to go to sleep. Or so I thought because she took the elimination pretty well. And then during Easter break I didn't wake up to feed her at 6 a.m. like I usually do, just letting us both sleep til she woke up. So when I started back to work after 4 days off this week I continued not doing the morning feeding. BT has to give her milk when she wakes up right away instead of waiting but she hasn't seemed to mind.
With that I've eliminated one pumping session during my work day leaving just the morning. She can continue to still get a little breast milk during the day but we are working her up to just whole milk. So now I'm down to feeding her just once when I get home. I'm a little sad about that. I miss the morning feeding since now the first I see her is in the evening when I get home from work. But it was the easiest to eliminate of the two nursing sessions. The evening session is going to be hard. It was the hardest with Bub. It involves a lot of distraction and jumping immediately to dinner rather than a little down time together. Because if I try to relax with her that is what she is going to want to do. I'm not sure when I will start to get rid of it. She's only be 1 for a week. I guess I'll give it a few more weeks or let it go when the time seems more natural. Whatever comes first.
I am ready to be on my own again. But at the same time I know that I am going to miss it. The closeness, the little shuddering sighs, the ability to put her to sleep so easily, the sweetness. She is becoming a toddler and toddlers are so busy that sometimes they only come back to their moms to "touch base" and this is just another way of enabling even more independence. I will miss this aspect of our relationship. But the time has come and I just have to roll with it.
Thursday, April 4, 2013
The Tooth Fairy
Bub recently lost his first tooth. It's actually the first tooth he ever got in and I got a little misty over it. I honestly don't consider myself a sentimental type person but it was just another indication that he is getting older and won't be my little boy much longer.
I can't remember how much money I got when I lost a tooth. I doubt it was more than a quarter if even that. My cousin gave his daughter $10 when she lost her first tooth but that is crazy and also a lot of money. BT and I never really discussed it but it seems we somehow agreed to $1. A friend of mine's daughter lost her first tooth recently and my friend's sister suggested a gold $1 coin which sounds more special than just the paper bill. So when Bub's tooth started to get really wiggly I decided I needed to go to the bank. Well, actually I procrastinated and then finally went to the bank. But the point is I made it and got out 5 gold $1 coins (for the future) and in the nick of time too. That night I was holding Button and walking past Bub and he put his hand to his mouth suddenly. I asked if his tooth had fell out and he said no but then he came away with it in his hand. We both got really excited and went looking for something to put it in so it wouldn't get lost. The only thing I could find was a little plastic box so we stuck it in there and Bub put it under his pillow. That night after BT got home from work I sneaked in and exchanged the tooth for one of the coins. Bub was so excited in the morning when he found it. Honestly I don't know if he even cared about the amount. He was just happy that the tooth fairy had come.
So now the tooth is in a little silver shoe thing that someone had bought when I was pregnant with him. And I'm wondering what I am suppose to do with the next tooth to fall out. It seems sad to throw them out. But I also don't want a whole set of baby teeth because that just seems creepy. I know with my hoarder tendencies I am going to have a hard time tossing them. But still what am I going to do with a bunch of loose baby teeth? I guess just suck it up and let go.
I can't remember how much money I got when I lost a tooth. I doubt it was more than a quarter if even that. My cousin gave his daughter $10 when she lost her first tooth but that is crazy and also a lot of money. BT and I never really discussed it but it seems we somehow agreed to $1. A friend of mine's daughter lost her first tooth recently and my friend's sister suggested a gold $1 coin which sounds more special than just the paper bill. So when Bub's tooth started to get really wiggly I decided I needed to go to the bank. Well, actually I procrastinated and then finally went to the bank. But the point is I made it and got out 5 gold $1 coins (for the future) and in the nick of time too. That night I was holding Button and walking past Bub and he put his hand to his mouth suddenly. I asked if his tooth had fell out and he said no but then he came away with it in his hand. We both got really excited and went looking for something to put it in so it wouldn't get lost. The only thing I could find was a little plastic box so we stuck it in there and Bub put it under his pillow. That night after BT got home from work I sneaked in and exchanged the tooth for one of the coins. Bub was so excited in the morning when he found it. Honestly I don't know if he even cared about the amount. He was just happy that the tooth fairy had come.
So now the tooth is in a little silver shoe thing that someone had bought when I was pregnant with him. And I'm wondering what I am suppose to do with the next tooth to fall out. It seems sad to throw them out. But I also don't want a whole set of baby teeth because that just seems creepy. I know with my hoarder tendencies I am going to have a hard time tossing them. But still what am I going to do with a bunch of loose baby teeth? I guess just suck it up and let go.
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Regrets
I wrote a post for today on The Tooth Fairy. But they are burying BT's grandmother today and it seems weird to post on something so banal when it is a big day for his family. I wish we could have gone. I really wish BT could have gone. It would have bought him some closure.
I had a picture printed of our family that I was going to send to Noni. I had a card. I procrastinated and then finally decided to wait until Bub's school pictures were in so I could send one of those too. His pictures came in yesterday and suddenly I was at a loss and got upset. What was I suppose to do now? I had this stuff for her and now she is gone. And she didn't know that I had stuff I was going to mail her. Like it would have made a difference. Grief is a weird thing. It comes out of nowhere and over these trivial things. So I don't know. I don't know. I do know one day it will be warm memories and funny stories that will always have a mixture of sadness and joy. It's just a whole lot of regrets and should-haves and could-haves right now.
I had a picture printed of our family that I was going to send to Noni. I had a card. I procrastinated and then finally decided to wait until Bub's school pictures were in so I could send one of those too. His pictures came in yesterday and suddenly I was at a loss and got upset. What was I suppose to do now? I had this stuff for her and now she is gone. And she didn't know that I had stuff I was going to mail her. Like it would have made a difference. Grief is a weird thing. It comes out of nowhere and over these trivial things. So I don't know. I don't know. I do know one day it will be warm memories and funny stories that will always have a mixture of sadness and joy. It's just a whole lot of regrets and should-haves and could-haves right now.
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
BEDA (again)
I know it is the 2nd day of the month and so I'm already late to do BEDA (Blog Everyday in April) but I am going to go ahead and give it a try. It's been awhile since I've done it but I usually enjoy doing it. I don't really have a topic for today since I just decided I was going to do this.
Bub has tee ball practice this evening. He didn't play last year with having a new baby around and me not up to dealing with that on top of a newborn. So he is getting back into it. I found out that his two best friends are also on his team and he will be so excited. I hope that works out because the three of them together is a lot to handle. But nothing we can do about it and he will be happy. He got bite a bug in his eye or a bug flew into his eye or something during a nature walk this past weekend and it was swollen and red for a couple of days and now it is just red. It hasn't been hurting for the past few days but then his school called me this afternoon to say that he was complaining that it was hurting. Hmmm, convenient that it just started hurting on his first day back from spring break.
Bub has tee ball practice this evening. He didn't play last year with having a new baby around and me not up to dealing with that on top of a newborn. So he is getting back into it. I found out that his two best friends are also on his team and he will be so excited. I hope that works out because the three of them together is a lot to handle. But nothing we can do about it and he will be happy. He got bite a bug in his eye or a bug flew into his eye or something during a nature walk this past weekend and it was swollen and red for a couple of days and now it is just red. It hasn't been hurting for the past few days but then his school called me this afternoon to say that he was complaining that it was hurting. Hmmm, convenient that it just started hurting on his first day back from spring break.
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