Monthly Archives: December 2009

Stand up, baby, stand up

It’s been all crawling (preferably with a toy in his mouth, we’re not sure where he learned it because even our dog rarely does it) and pulling up to standing around here (the short video below demonstrates these). Standing is easily Curly’s greatest joy these days…he always looks so pleased with himself when he does it, and has been pulling up on the coffee table, the couch, the entertainment unit, the pack n’ play…whatever he can. He’s so close to cruising as well, especially when the dog is a little bit out of his reach on the couch. He’s certainly keeping us on our toes.

Daycare starts this week, but a short trial period. He’ll go for an hour tomorrow, and then 9-noon on Thursday. If all goes well, he’ll begin full time on Monday, with another half day on Tuesday because of a well-baby appointment. When he was 6 months old, the pediatrician told us to make his next appointment prior to 9 months if he was still having trouble staying awake more than 1-2 hours between naps. At 7 months, he was still having the same trouble so we made the appointment a month earlier. Now at nearly 8 months, he’s finally able to stay awake 2-4 hours between naps (typically 2-3 hours). But the appointment is already set and since we need the doctor to sign some immunization forms for daycare, it all works out.

The daycare provider told us to write down what his schedule has been like while at home and any other details she might need to know. I feel like I could fill a small book with details and quirks about our son. Like how he prefers to take a bottle while sitting on your lap facing outwards, and having your hands on either side of his face keeps him from turning his head back and forth to look at things constantly. Like how he will practically be falling asleep doing whatever he’s doing and the second you put him in the crib, he’ll start standing and talking like he’s a one-man act before he finally takes a nap. Like how carrying him around on your hip usually soothes him, but trying to cuddle him while you’re sitting hardly ever works. But these and many others are things she and her assistant are going to have to learn. I just need to keep reminding myself that they’ve been at this for years and years, and they’ve most likely seen it all.

And now for a little Curly…

Happy holidays!

We’d like to wish you all happy holidays, whichever you celebrate (or happy day(s) off work). May you find warmth and peace during this season.

Curly would also like to share the utter joy he feels when bundled up against the cold weather, and his pleasure at seeing so much beautiful brown white snow still around.

Can we move to Florida yet?

Beaver.

Quiz time!

What do you get when you add this:

to this:

Give yourself a pat on the back if you said THIS:

And that, my friends, is why we went out and bought a gummy rail guard. A little late however!

Curly would now like to share with you the joy he feels while standing, and how (at the end) he prefers to accept objects while practicing said task.

In sickness and in health

Illness struck our household this weekend, but seems to have moved on now. Sorry for the TMI, but Curly started having diarrhea every other diaper on Thursday afternoon (but no fever). Then during the wee hours of Friday, Strawberry began puking on and off for the next 12 hours, and fighting off a fever which landed her in bed all day on Friday. I had to work from home while taking care of a sick wife and baby, a baby who then had bad diapers every 2 hours and a low grade fever. This was with one of the biggest snowstorms in memory looming for the next day. I called the pediatrician who advised me to keep rehydrating Curly with pedi@lyte (we thankfully had a stock of it) and pay attention for signs of dehydration, including listlessness and no pee diapers, at which point we should head to the ER.

Luckily, Curly sucked down pedi@lyte like it was candy and didn’t give us cause to worry about having to go to the hospital. He did, however, reduce the amount of ounces he was taking in his bottles. Prior to his illness he would drink up to 30 ounces of formula a day. While he was sick, we were lucky if he drank 22. We are very lucky that he is such a big healthy kid, and we didn’t have to worry about this drop in calories for a few days. Fast forward to Saturday, when Strawberry is on the mend (leading us to believe that this illness was a stomach bug or at worst, rotavirus contracted from visiting daycares) and could lend a hand with Curly, whose bad diapers returned to every other one.  The snow fell fast all day, leaving us with about 17 inches.

Sunday was a day of recuperation. With Strawberry feeling much better, we both enjoyed the snow and then shovelled our cars out, with help from some very generous neighbors. Curly seemed to be doing better, however, he still refused to drink his full bottle amounts and acted in pain after drinking 3 or 4 ounces. Time to use Dr. Goo/gle. Apparently, after a bout with a gastrointestinal illness, many infants develop a temporary lactose intolerance until they have time to build up the enzyme that breaks it down again. So out I went to buy a lactose-free formula which, considering we’ve done the last 3 feedings without any problems, seems to have done the trick. We’ll switch him back by the week’s end and see how he does.

I feel like I dodged a bullet with this illness. It was awful taking care of a sick wife and baby. Although I was healthy for the most part, I did have a little solo pity party on Friday night when I lit the last Chanukkah candles by myself. Oh, and I’m recovering from a badly bruised tailbone I got when I fell down the last 5 stairs earlier in the week.

Today, things are better. So far, Curly is back to drinking normal amounts. Strawberry has a snow day off work and I’m working from home again, so as to avoid the roads, which are still rather bad. If we’re all feeling up to it later on, perhaps we’ll venture out for some fun in the snow.

Happy solstice, everyone!

Chanukah photo essay

Curly has been getting into the Chanukah spirit here at chez Vermillion…

Ooh, fire!

Gimme

For me? You shouldn't have.

Thanks, I've been looking for ways to add more fiber to my diet.

omgwtfbbq?!

Yo, moms, wassup?

Relief Meet Anxiety

We found a daycare.

We are so very relieved at this. It was the 4th home daycare we interviewed, having called a total of 14 places and interviewed 1 of 2 nannies we made contact with (the nanny was good, but more expensive and we preferred a home daycare anyway). When we arrived at the daycare yesterday, we met all (or nearly all) of the children there, including a 6 month old girl, 1 year old boy, a toddler boy and 2 toddler girls. They all seemed happy and active. There was a sunken living room area for them to play in, lots of toys and books around. The house was clean and babyproofed. Each baby had their own crib to sleep in next door to the living room. The woman whose house it was has two teenaged daughters, both of whom we met, and are lovely and also help out with the kids from time to time after school. But there is also another full-time staff person who was just leaving as we arrived.

Curly crawled around, inspecting the toys and books, and watching the other children. The woman kept remarking on how cute and good he was (not one of our reasons for going with this place lol). She exuded a warm feeling and was very sweet with the kids, and cuddly with the 6 month old. She allows drop-ins and made every effort to make us feel comfortable and welcome. We knew it was the place we wanted almost immediately. She also requires that each new child begins with a “trial” period, starting off with an hour or two at a time, moving to a half day, and then to a full day. Since I get a lot of time off for the winter holidays, this works out perfectly.

Now the hard parts… I am feeling anxious about him starting daycare, like most parents are. I know it will be good for him and am so relieved at having found a good, stable situation. It’s just going to be a huge change. He won’t be able to take his 3 naps in peace & quiet during the day…the kids usually take one long afternoon nap at this place. Knowing what a mess Curly turns into when he’s tired (and that’s still pretty often), I’m worried about how it will be for him and hope that he’s able to change his schedule in the way that’s needed. As the daycare provider said, usually the kids are tired at the time of pick-up and want to nap when they get home. That means seeing even less of him than we already do. I worry about him getting sick, which he definitely will now that he’ll be around many other kids. He’s only been mildly sick once or twice in his 7 months, so I’m imagining him coming down will all sorts of bugs now.

Finally, there’s the grandma situation. We’ll be paying for daycare 5 days a week. Curly will need time to get used to the new schedule and the new place. This won’t work if he is watched by one grandma at our place one day, then goes to daycare a few days, then is watched by the other grandma another day, then weekends with us. So this has to stop to allow Curly to adjust as quickly as he can or he will constantly be backpeddling and out-of-whack. With Curly at daycare, needing naps when we pick him up, and the mommies no longer working from home once a week while watching him, we’re going to be missing him like CRAZY. We’re going to want to spend our weekends focusing on him as much as possible. And the grandmas (and grandpas) will be missing him, too, but will have to understand when we need our time together as a family of 3. It’s going to be a huge adjustment for everyone.

So anyway, that’s where we stand. Relieved, anxious, satisfied, empty, happy, sad….such is parenthood.