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…even though it’s after Christmas and it sure didn’t start out that way. I had a little melt down this morning when husband Scott informed me that he’d looked over the revised medical bills from the birth and after insurance we still owe $8,000+. Yes, scary. It is the weekend though, so if there is . . . → Read More: it’s a christmas miracle I surrender to spending whole days in bed with an infant attached to my boob while I circle the TV channel spectrum on my remote. I surrender to reruns of TV shows I never wanted to watch in the first place. I surrender my idea that I could be the mom that always responds immediately, . . . → Read More: i surrender Went to the pediatrician today for the 4-week appointment. Our boy is 8 pounds 3 oz. Go baby grow! I brought with me our whole long list of concerns — Are we overfeeding him? Did his belly button heal okay? When should I pump breastmilk? How often should we be doing “tummy time”? What about . . . → Read More: pediatrician appointment Muddling through Christmas time with my Jewish family in town from So Cal and our little Christmas tree and the presents underneath and me with so little sleep and the weirdest naps are the ones when I fall so deep that I dream for a second. The boy is sleeping now, in his big ole’ . . . → Read More: to sleep, perchance to whine I just wanted to take today’s post to say thank you again to the wonderful bloggers who guested on this site! I had no idea, on Saturday, November 24, when I sent out that email at around 6 a.m., to a few of my parent blogger colleagues asking for a little input to keep my . . . → Read More: guest blogger appreciation day Wow, things really change fast. At least from my point of view, where every minute detail is so large as my whole day is filled with baby. Yesterday morning, he actually sat in the vibrating seat and looked interested in the hanging bears (a slightly morbid image, the way these bears dangle off that bar . . . → Read More: progress is being made Yesterday, I tried to keep a log of Jonah’s day, in case there was something to be gleaned from his patterns. But asking a sleep deprived mom to keep track of anything is a dicey proposition. If only we had a secretary. His day looked something like this; starting with the night before — and . . . → Read More: jonah’s day So far, Scott had been doing most of the calming duties. Hearing him sing folk songs full voice has been one of the highlights of these, a-hem, rather challenging first three weeks. Last night at god-knows-what-o’clock a.m., it was my turn. “Sing to him!” Scott said, encouragingly. It makes no sense — I have a . . . → Read More: the songs i sing |
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