I swear I posted after he got out of surgery, but for some reason Blogger didn't publish it. Sorry if I worried anyone!
Anyway, Chris did great and is feeling much better already. In fact, he's on his way home as I type! I'm so glad we'll get to spend New Year's Eve together so we can sleep through the ball dropping, just like we did last year. :-D
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Christmas
Chris and I opened our presents on Christmas Eve since we'd be driving to Delaware on Christmas Day and didn't want to have to rush, or schlep the gifts with us. He got a coat, and I got a pillow and a purse. Both of which I asked for.
The next morning we drove to see Chris' extended family in Delaware on Christmas morning. We had a wonderful breakfast at his aunt and uncle's house, and then headed to our hotel for a little nap. Afterward, we headed to Chris' grandmother's house for dinner and presents.
The next morning we headed back over to MomMom's house for breakfast and to hang out for a while before heading home. Carter ate blueberry pancakes and loved them. He made an absolute mess of himself. We were going to head out to the mall to see if we could get any good after-Christmas deals, but Carter had other plans:
He slept on his MomMom for a good hour. It was so sweet. I think MomMom enjoyed it too.
The next morning we drove to see Chris' extended family in Delaware on Christmas morning. We had a wonderful breakfast at his aunt and uncle's house, and then headed to our hotel for a little nap. Afterward, we headed to Chris' grandmother's house for dinner and presents.
The next morning we headed back over to MomMom's house for breakfast and to hang out for a while before heading home. Carter ate blueberry pancakes and loved them. He made an absolute mess of himself. We were going to head out to the mall to see if we could get any good after-Christmas deals, but Carter had other plans:
He slept on his MomMom for a good hour. It was so sweet. I think MomMom enjoyed it too.
Walker!
Carter has taken 7 steps so far today. 3 at a time twice, and then 4 steps the third time. I was so shocked the first time it happened that I just stood there, mouth dropped open, and stared at him. It was so cute seeing him taking his first tentative steps. I'm sorry Chris missed it...he was getting some library books in preparation for his surgery on Tuesday.
Yes, he's having back surgery AGAIN. They're doing a more exploratory surgery, as well as fixing a disc that's still really bothering him. He's been in quite a bit of pain the past few weeks. It's awful. So, we will most likely be spending our New Year's Eve in the hospital. Good times.
Yes, he's having back surgery AGAIN. They're doing a more exploratory surgery, as well as fixing a disc that's still really bothering him. He's been in quite a bit of pain the past few weeks. It's awful. So, we will most likely be spending our New Year's Eve in the hospital. Good times.
Friday, December 26, 2008
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Thank you!
I just got a very excited phone call from Carter's babysitter. I picked up the phone and she yelled, "He said thank you! Twice!" She was so excited that she had to call me to tell me. It was so funny.
Monday, December 22, 2008
Fractured Prune
Have y'all heard of this place? Holy hell. We went for breakfast on Saturday and it was unbelievable.
They make each donut to order. They fry it up, slather on whatever toppings you choose, and serve it up piping hot. I got the Black Forest which had raspberry glaze, mini chocolate chips, and coconut. It was fantastic. Carter had just a plain donut with cinnamon sugar on it and he was just delighted. Chris had the Reese Cup and Sundae donuts.
The pictures on their site don't look as good as they are in person. They are sheer perfection.
They make each donut to order. They fry it up, slather on whatever toppings you choose, and serve it up piping hot. I got the Black Forest which had raspberry glaze, mini chocolate chips, and coconut. It was fantastic. Carter had just a plain donut with cinnamon sugar on it and he was just delighted. Chris had the Reese Cup and Sundae donuts.
The pictures on their site don't look as good as they are in person. They are sheer perfection.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Signing time
Here's a video of Carter signing "more." He tries to say it too which is just too cute.
Happy Hanukkah!
Carter enjoyed his Hanukkah. We lit the candles and I sang what I could remember of the prayers while he danced in his seat. Then he got to open his present and loved it! We were so happy that he loved it so much.
Friday, December 19, 2008
More
Carter finally signed "more"!
I was brushing his teeth and had just finished my first go-round (I usually do two) and stopped to wipe the drool from his face and my hand. Then I noticed him putting his hands together and realized he wanted me to keep doing it!
I thought maybe it was a fluke and he was trying to clap or something, but last night he did it again. I was feeding him some pasta from my bowl and we finished it and I told him it was all done. So he put his hands together and signed for more. Of course I had to oblige!
I was brushing his teeth and had just finished my first go-round (I usually do two) and stopped to wipe the drool from his face and my hand. Then I noticed him putting his hands together and realized he wanted me to keep doing it!
I thought maybe it was a fluke and he was trying to clap or something, but last night he did it again. I was feeding him some pasta from my bowl and we finished it and I told him it was all done. So he put his hands together and signed for more. Of course I had to oblige!
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Some new things
Carter now points to stuff. For instance, when I ask him where the tree is, he points at the Christmas tree. And then says, "tuh" which seems to mean "tree."
He also puts his hand on his mouth to do that Indian thing (sorry, Bird). You know, like he keeps hitting his mouth while he says, "Aaaahhhh." What's that called?
And, lastly, if you say "dog" or ask him what sound a dog makes, he says, "fff fff fff" which is his version of "woof woof." Way cute.
He also puts his hand on his mouth to do that Indian thing (sorry, Bird). You know, like he keeps hitting his mouth while he says, "Aaaahhhh." What's that called?
And, lastly, if you say "dog" or ask him what sound a dog makes, he says, "fff fff fff" which is his version of "woof woof." Way cute.
Monday, December 15, 2008
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Oops!
I don't know if he is intentionally saying it or not, but Carter's new word? Shit.
Parents of the year, I tell ya.
Parents of the year, I tell ya.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Riding his giraffe
Carter got this giraffe this weekend as a birthday present from Chris' Aunt Bev in Minnesota. He went to the store and picked it out himself and he's a pro at getting himself on and off. He loves it. Usually he says, "Eeeee!" which I think is him imitating my "Wheeeee!"
Wednesday, December 03, 2008
Still??
Now that Carter is a year old, I'm getting a lot of, "You're STILL breastfeeding??" Some, "How much longer are you going to do it?" And a lot of "Wow" said in an ew-that's-really-gross tone.
I never in a million years thought I'd be breastfeeding an almost-toddler, much less an almost-toddler with 9 teeth. I was going to try for 3 months, and then be comfortable with switching to formula. I've talked about it before, but we worked really hard in the beginning. I cried. A lot. My toes curled, my nipples bled. And then the angel lactation consultant saved us, the day after Thanksgiving last year. After all that determination and pain, I wasn't going to give it up so easily. Three months came and went, and then I set a new goal of six months. Then 9 months. And at nine months I was sure the well was running dry. Pumping at work was yielding next to nothing and it was very frustrating. But Carter seemed to be getting what he needed when he nursed directly so we kept at it.
And here we are a few months later and still going strong. He eats table food and drinks whole milk instead of formula (at daycare), but he is still a breastfed baby when I'm around. And he loves it. If you so much as mention the word "milkies" around him, he drops what he's doing and gets to me as fast as he can, whining and licking his lips.
So, yes, we are STILL breastfeeding and will continue to do so as long as we're both happy with it. And for right now, neither of us is ready to give it up.
And now, just for curiosity's sake, how long (if at all) did you nurse your child?
I never in a million years thought I'd be breastfeeding an almost-toddler, much less an almost-toddler with 9 teeth. I was going to try for 3 months, and then be comfortable with switching to formula. I've talked about it before, but we worked really hard in the beginning. I cried. A lot. My toes curled, my nipples bled. And then the angel lactation consultant saved us, the day after Thanksgiving last year. After all that determination and pain, I wasn't going to give it up so easily. Three months came and went, and then I set a new goal of six months. Then 9 months. And at nine months I was sure the well was running dry. Pumping at work was yielding next to nothing and it was very frustrating. But Carter seemed to be getting what he needed when he nursed directly so we kept at it.
And here we are a few months later and still going strong. He eats table food and drinks whole milk instead of formula (at daycare), but he is still a breastfed baby when I'm around. And he loves it. If you so much as mention the word "milkies" around him, he drops what he's doing and gets to me as fast as he can, whining and licking his lips.
So, yes, we are STILL breastfeeding and will continue to do so as long as we're both happy with it. And for right now, neither of us is ready to give it up.
And now, just for curiosity's sake, how long (if at all) did you nurse your child?
Tuesday, December 02, 2008
#9
We have tooth #9! His top left molar has halfway popped through, which would explain the horrible screaming and nursing the past two nights.
And we also have a new word...shoe! He loves to carry his shoes around and always wants to be holding them if they're not on his feet. The other day he kept saying "sh, sh" and I asked Chris if that counts as saying "shoe" and he said no because there was no vowel sound. Next thing we know, we hear a little voice say very clearly, "shoe." It was so cute.
Oh, and his favorite song now? Happy Birthday. My mom kept singing it to him this weekend and he looooves it. He gets a big grin and flaps his arms and sometimes even blows at the end (to blow out his candles).
And we also have a new word...shoe! He loves to carry his shoes around and always wants to be holding them if they're not on his feet. The other day he kept saying "sh, sh" and I asked Chris if that counts as saying "shoe" and he said no because there was no vowel sound. Next thing we know, we hear a little voice say very clearly, "shoe." It was so cute.
Oh, and his favorite song now? Happy Birthday. My mom kept singing it to him this weekend and he looooves it. He gets a big grin and flaps his arms and sometimes even blows at the end (to blow out his candles).
MIA
I know, I've been MIA for a week. Sorry bout that.
Thanksgiving was nice. Thursday morning I woke up with diarrhea, which is always pleasant. And then dry heaved in the shower and felt like I was going to pass out. So I spent a few minutes sitting in the shower until I felt okay enough to stand up. I felt really light-headed and nauseated and all around yucky. I was seconds away from telling Chris to go to Delaware without me. But I went, and the drive was awful. I had grocery bags in my hand in case I needed to puke which I was trying desperately not to do so it wouldn't make Chris all gaggy and pukey while he was driving. Every time I moved or talked it made me nauseous. It was a long 2 hours.
Once we got to Delaware I was feeling a little bit better but still not great. I wound up eating just a few bites of Thanksgiving dinner, but Carter made up for it by eating a LOT. He had mashed potatoes, stuffing, turkey, sweet potato biscuit, and sweet potato casserole. He was in heaven. We just filled the tray on his chair and let him go to it.
Later that evening we had another Thanksgiving dinner at Chris' grandmother's house. I just ate some fruit but all the food looked so good. But I still wasn't feeling 100%. I was maybe at 80% at this point, which was a vast improvement from the morning.
The next morning I woke up actually feeling pretty good. I was ready to eat, and thank goodness breakfast was waiting for us when we got to MomMom's house! We had eggs and pancakes. Carter had blackberry pancakes, with blackberries grown in their backyard. He loved them.
We left Delaware around lunchtime on Friday and headed out to my mom's to celebrate with her. This time I was actually able to drive and life was good again. I was really bummed about missing out on all that good food, though. Really bummed.
Dinner at my mom's was good, and again, Carter loved everything he ate. Little piggy. We spent the night and came back home late Saturday afternoon.
So Thanksgiving is sort of a blur of being sick, being in a car, and being surrounded by food. I wish I could have enjoyed it more, but there's always Christmas!
Thanksgiving was nice. Thursday morning I woke up with diarrhea, which is always pleasant. And then dry heaved in the shower and felt like I was going to pass out. So I spent a few minutes sitting in the shower until I felt okay enough to stand up. I felt really light-headed and nauseated and all around yucky. I was seconds away from telling Chris to go to Delaware without me. But I went, and the drive was awful. I had grocery bags in my hand in case I needed to puke which I was trying desperately not to do so it wouldn't make Chris all gaggy and pukey while he was driving. Every time I moved or talked it made me nauseous. It was a long 2 hours.
Once we got to Delaware I was feeling a little bit better but still not great. I wound up eating just a few bites of Thanksgiving dinner, but Carter made up for it by eating a LOT. He had mashed potatoes, stuffing, turkey, sweet potato biscuit, and sweet potato casserole. He was in heaven. We just filled the tray on his chair and let him go to it.
Later that evening we had another Thanksgiving dinner at Chris' grandmother's house. I just ate some fruit but all the food looked so good. But I still wasn't feeling 100%. I was maybe at 80% at this point, which was a vast improvement from the morning.
The next morning I woke up actually feeling pretty good. I was ready to eat, and thank goodness breakfast was waiting for us when we got to MomMom's house! We had eggs and pancakes. Carter had blackberry pancakes, with blackberries grown in their backyard. He loved them.
We left Delaware around lunchtime on Friday and headed out to my mom's to celebrate with her. This time I was actually able to drive and life was good again. I was really bummed about missing out on all that good food, though. Really bummed.
Dinner at my mom's was good, and again, Carter loved everything he ate. Little piggy. We spent the night and came back home late Saturday afternoon.
So Thanksgiving is sort of a blur of being sick, being in a car, and being surrounded by food. I wish I could have enjoyed it more, but there's always Christmas!
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