Gratitude

I feel overcome with emotions today. This morning I bundled Carter up and took him to Children's Hospital for his first occupational visit for his Torticollis. I wasn't nervous about the appointment, I was nervous about the experience. Children's Hospital is this amazing place that people travel from all over the world with the hope to help their sick child. They have print and TV ads that make me cry when I see the sick little babies with tubes in their noses. The killer ones are on a local radio station that does a big radiothon for the hospital and to hear the stories of triumph and sorrow from the parents is almost too much for me to process.

Today while Carter's nanny and I were in line to get our badges I was overcome with this feeling of gratitude that my little guy just has a stiff neck. The family behind me in line was pushing a child that was probably 5ish, with no hair, and a multitude of stitches on his head that looked like a patch work quilt. I thought about this family and then I thought about mine. I wondered how I would handle the stress and pain that this mom experiences daily, to see your child suffering. I said a little prayer for them and then I looked into my sweet Carter's eyes and hoped that we would not be visiting often. I also realized how important it is to step back from one's own life and look around. There are many families that go to this hospital who can't afford it, and they aren't turned down. With my one hour experience this morning I now know that a small donation, or some volunteer work later in my life is something that will happen. I pray that Carter continues to be the happy and healthy baby he is, and if something is to change, I'm grateful for my experience today and witnessing pure strength and love today.


I hate this was taken with my Iphone, but I needed to have a photo taken of Carter and Kent right before we left for the hospital. I wanted to have this image with me.

Torti-what?

The last few weeks have been a definite improvement over January. Healthy meals are on our table, fitness is happening daily, and a happy mommy means a happy family. Kent and I are working better as a team, finding ways that we each can feel supported. I had a minor fit the other evening about my work load and how it felt unbalanced. We are finding ways to remedy that and some of it is also my own doing. I like a clean house, clean like everything in its place before I go to bed. I like to dust weekly. Now that I have less time something has to give. For awhile it was my exercise and my sanity, but not any longer. I'm going to dust every other week! Applause applause. It's almost stupid, but I just like things organized, they make me happy. What really makes me happy though is being healthy, feeling better about myself and spending time with my friends and family. So the swiffer will need to take a back seat.

Kent and I celebrated our birthdays, and mainly his 40th, by having a Wine and Wigs party. This pic pretty much sums up how fabulous it was.


On Friday we took Carter in for his 4 month check up and shots. He was the funniest baby, lying there on that table paper and just kicking the crap out of his legs to make some noise. At that appointment we discovered a few things. He is doing great weight wise, height wise...he is actually long and lean. His chunky parents are so proud. We were shocked by our Doctor telling us to start giving him rice cereal. The latest findings are that the earlier you start feeding your baby, the less chance of allergies. I am going to be honest and say I'm not really ready for that. I feel like we finally have this feeding routine down. We just changed out his nipples for goodness sake. So in the next couple of weeks we are going to try out rice cereal. Then down the road some pureed fruit and vegetables. I still want to try and make some of his food. I wasn't able to breastfeed, so the Mom in me wants to give him the best I can.

Now on to the bad news, or maybe just annoying news. For weeks now I would look at Carter and his head would be tilted. I just figured he was learning how to hold his head up. But he is super stiff in his shoulder and I think this is why he has taken so long to grab on to toys etc that we hold up for him. His Doctor diagnosed him with Torticollis which is basically a stiff neck. We will need to take him to Children's Hospital for physical therapy and stretching. We need to get on this daily to help him or it can get worse. The worst case scenario is he would need surgery to repair his neck. I'm not even going there because we caught this early and the nanny and I are on the same page....get that little nugget some help! I was a little upset about the news, but this is fixable. He will be uncomfortable when we do this, and nobody wants to cause stress or pain to their baby. I hate being stretched so I will sympathise when we do this, but it is a must.

The other bummer is we have to give up the swaddle. He woke himself up almost hourly Saturday and Sunday night as his hands are all over the place, then he starts rubbing his face and the binky falls out. My to-do list is now figuring out a sleeping situation. Carter has been sleeping through the night for months, literally months. Now we are going to have to find a way for him to comfort himself. Generally when I hear the binky fall out (how I can hear this as I don't even use the monitor since he is next door) I run to his room and pop it back in . This might have been a wrong choice. Now that his hands are free he can "eat" them as he doesn't quite get the thumb sucking part. We will get through all of these unknowns, just as we have the previous ones.

Commitment to Myself

The Mothers "guilt" has hit me a bit with my last complaining session about not having time for myself. I really processed this over the week-end and I know that my biggest problem is that I need to get some weight off so that we can start to try for another baby. Weight loss is a struggle for me, always has been, and I really would like to have a healthier pregnancy. My blood pressure is higher now than it was before I had Carter. My weight is off by about 8 pounds, but there is those nagging 30 pounds that I gained while we were trying to get pregnant. I was nervous while I was pregnant as my swelling was extreme and the post preclampsia I had was terrifying. So the complaining about having no time to myself is honestly a complaint that each day I don't find 30 minutes to run, is another day we have to wait to try and get pregnant. I personally would like to go off of birth control in July and then start trying, casually at first, if nothing happens after 6 months, than we are back to the fertility specialists. I am determined to do my best to be healthy though, as is Kent. So somehow each day I am going to have those running shoes on and the laundry, the dishes and the yard work will have to wait. But, my little Carter will never have to.

Carter is doing awesome, like he is my little rock star baby. He is such a happy little guy. We changed out his nipples this past week-end and I'm telling you, what idiots we were to not have done it sooner! He use to take 45 minutes to drink a 5 ounce bottle, now he's done in 15. He is happier, we are happier! We did take him out in his new carrier we bought him, the gemini, and he did great. I still worry that it seems like a "crotch killer" but this one has more support in the legs and toosh area, so hopefully he can handle the pressure!

Now that our remodel is DONE...photos to follow one day, we have time to be a family. We went to the airport Saturday morning to welcome our friends home who adopted a little girl, she is beautiful and perfect. Then we treated ourselves to a little lunch and shopping. Nordstrom has by far the best baby changing place I have found. I love that Mother's lounge. We bought a Jonathan Adler lion that I had been eyeing, it goes well with our modern home. We had lunch and as I was holding Carter I was amazed how many people approached us to say what a cute baby he was. He is a chick and older person magnet! We were again awful and bought his some awesome clothes. I love that damn Ralph Lauren and we scored this fabulous winter coat for next year. I figure that I'm not buying clothes for this body, so I can buy them for him (-: This Friday he has his 4 month check up, I can't wait to see what he weighs!

Screw you January

This is exactly how I have felt for most of January. It was such a difficult transition from a stay-at-home mom to a full time employee and a full time mom. I miss Carter terribly and I am pissed to be in a work environment while my child is being bathed and loved by someone else. I spend my entire day, including my work time, taking care of others and making their "reality" better, often to only get punched in the gut. This is my reality though and I need to make the most of it.

The most challenging thing so far has been the complete lack of time for myself. I honestly don't think I have more than 30 minutes to myself in a 24 hour period. I know that mothers have been saying this for years, but you don't understand it until you experience it. Somehow I am the last one standing, the last one left behind. Jesus I don't even wash my make-up off sometimes before I go to bed. Fitness...what in the hell is that? Groomed nails...I don't think so. God forbid I have time to read a book, listen to music or a peaceful spot I can zone out in without thinking that I have 4 loads of wash to do and there is nothing to eat in the house.

I'm pissed that I have not prepared myself enough for this. Maybe I should have frozen some soups or casseroles. Maybe I should have read more books on sleep schedules so that Carter would go to bed before 10:30pm. Maybe I shouldn't have gained so much damn weight before I actually conceived. Maybe I should learn to relax and work with what I have.

I'm excited about my new Gemini baby carrier and the fact that I am determined to take Carter on a walk tonight. Kent is being forced, by me, to learn 5 healthy meals that he can cook. I can not be the only one in our house who knows how to cook. It will bring resentment and a battle regarding "fairness" down the road. I am doing my best to make the most out of work and the fact that I do have to work. I'm definitely more touchy when it comes to work and my performance.

When I am feeling sad this is what helps me....