WooHOooO!

Aiden has been sleeping through the night for the last 3 nights! 9pm-5am. I'm one happy mama!

Now... if I could start sleeping through the night, I'd be a really happy mama.

Funny

If you are in the majority, and don't like The Real Housewives Franchise on Bravo, this will mean nothing to you. I, however, am in the minority, and love all things Bravo. Any Real Housewives show, I'm there. Top Chef, Kathy Griffin, Work of Art, all of it. I love summertime on Bravo.

So I stumbled across this and found it to be really funny. Maybe you will too, I don't know. It's a clip from the Colbert Report- he had Andy Cohen on, who hosts a Real Housewives after show and knows all things Housewives.

Enjoy!!

2 month check up

At his 2 month check up, Aiden measured in at 24 inches, 11.5 lbs.

He's in the 75th percentile for height (which kind of surprised me, I thought for sure it would be higher)

He's in the 50th percentile for weight (which didn't surprise me at all)

And he's in the 15-25% for head (which FREAKED THE CRAP OUT OF ME)

The doctor assured me that Aiden is fine, just has a small head, and that many geniuses have very small heads ;) His percentiles are the same as at birth, so they're not concerned at all.

Other than that, it was an uneventful visit! He smiled at the doctor while he was examining him, which was super cute. We're spacing his vaccinations out a little more that the normal schedule suggests (We're just not comfortable with ALL of the vaccinations given at once, and at such a young age, and his doctor is totally on board with spreading the doses out), so he got 2 instead of 4 shots this week. He had fever that night and didn't feel well, but by the next day was better :)

Our little boy is getting bigger! I'll post some 9 week pictures sometime soon here (hopefully before he's 10 weeks!).

Discovery

Today Aiden saw his room for the first time. Isn't it funny how we spend so much time decorating the nursery, and the babies don't even go in the nursery for the first couple of months?!

He really likes his room! It's so cute! He loves staring at the comic books and posters on the wall. Addison was his tour guide, showing him everything that she thought was important.

I am so annoyed that his face is purple in these pictures, they would be SO cute without the purple face. Oh, well, a way for us to remember the details of this time in our lives, I guess...


Addison showing Aiden a very important picture, one of me and her when "I was a baby like you!!"
We still have the balloon that Addison brought to the hospital room when Aiden was born. It doesn't have much life left in it, obviously. Mike kept having Aiden kick it, and Aiden seemed to really like it.
Checking out the comics on the wall
Ugh, how ANNOYING that his face is purple! Kind of makes me want to cry... this would be such a great picture.
Addison showing Aiden how to ride the horsie.
Kisses from Lola
Daddy getting in on the action
Checking out Spiderman
He could have looked at these for an hour!
Aiden's turn to ride the horsie!

Thrush Update

The disclaimer from my previous post (see below) applies to this post as well.

First of all, thrush is the worst ever. It's so painful. I don't know what it feels like for Aiden, but I do know that it friggin KILLS me.

So, we are treating two ways:

1. Gentian Violet. We got it at People's Pharmacy. It's messy, but supposedly more effective than the Nystatin and Difulcan prescribed by our doctors. The first time we tried out gentian violet, I applied it to my breast before feeding him. This is how that little experiment turned out:



Feeding is very uncomfortable for both of us right now, so he pulls off often, and with the gentian violet on the boob, it ended up all over his face. The good(ish) news: it does wear off. Slowly. This is how it looked last night (we took a little walk. I was praying we wouldn't run into any neighbors.)



2. One day of the mess, and I was over it. I picked up our prescriptions. No more gentian violet for us, thank youverymuch. Welllllll, that is until tonight, when I was in so much pain, I decided I'd "double up" and do both treatments for us. Tonight, I swabbed his mouth with the violet before feeding, which was much less messy. Now his face has a tint of lavendar, and only his mouth is super purple.

Oh my goodness, I hope this goes away soon. Don't want to have to do the gentian violet again. And want to be able to feed sweet Aiden pain free!!

Thrush

Disclaimer: I really don't know who reads this. But if you don't want to hear about breastfeeding and more specifically, my breasts, stop now.

Aiden and I have Thrush. Yuck.

I was wondering why Aiden wasn't feeding well. He kept pulling away from the boob and seemed really uncomfortable. It wasn't just at feeding time that he had been fussy, he's just generally been more fussy all together for the past couple of days. So, upon further review, I noticed some white spots in his mouth today. And started to realize "my breasts have been uncomfortable (read: itchy and burning) lately". I looked thrush up online and excessive gassiness in infants is a symptom too. And, boy, has poor Aiden woken up with bad gas pains lately.

I'm calling the doctor tomorrow. Poor baby. And yes, poor mommy. (see above paragraph, fifth sentence).

Edited to add (because I am a sleep deprived gal who meant to include this in the original post):

I feel like crap. Started last night. Achey, yucky, fever, headache, etc. Today my mom calls and tells me she might have strep throat. And who did I go visit yesterday evening? You guessed it! My mom. So I'm hoping that I just feel yucky and that it's not strep, but if I still feel bad tomorrow I'm calling my doctor.

8 Weeks

Happy Birthday, GaGa!

Yesterday was my mom's birthday, and we celebrated with a fun evening playing Wii. This was our first time playing this particular game, and man was it fun. I hope you enjoy the following two videos as much as I do :-)

First, here's Mike channeling his inner Britney Spears. It's just too much. SO FUNNY.



Here's Grandma (and her care giver) getting in on the action. I love this.

I Had A Dream

I'm having some crazay dreams these days... decided I'd try to post them. For your entertainment and for my memory.

I couldn't make this stuff up if I tried.

In no particular order...

Dream #1:

Mike, Addy and I were in a cheap motel room. I was totally grossed out. We smelled smoke coming from outside, so went out to investigate. We saw a man using a cheap charcoal grill to make a bomb. (I have no idea). We wanted to call 911, but knew that the man would get angry if he knew that's what we were doing, so we decided to create a distraction by singing "Mary Had A Little Lamb". We successfully called the po-po and started to walk to our car... which, for some reason, was not nearby. We'd been walking for a while when we heard the cop cars arriving, and helicopters and airplanes, too. Then the bomber pulled up to us in his car. The police did the whole "STOP! GET OUT OF THE CAR AND PUT YOUR HAND UP!" deal, and he did. Somewhere around here in the dream, I'm not sure of the exact moment, but somewhere, the bomber turned into Matt Damon. So Matt Damon got out of the car, opened his trunk and pulled out an oozey (oozie? I don't know my guns... but it was HUGE and fired lots of shots in a row). He was shooting at the police airplanes (again, I have no idea) mostly. Mike and I crouched down to protect Addison. I guess Matt Damon ran out of ammo, because they eventually got him.

Dream #2:

Was back in San Angelo (where my dad and grandparents lived while I was growing up). Went out to my grandfather's lake house. It was totally different, and I was SUPER upset about this. The lake didn't even look the same. There were weird islands, and the houses that we used to see across the lake were totally different. For some reason, this upset me, too. (like, REALLY upset me). Anyway, went into town, and somehow ended up on a boat, because I guess in my dream San Angelo had turned into a town on water, or something? It was like some weird amusement park or something. Everyone was dressed in lederhosen and were selling souveniers and turkey legs. I woke up from this dream super sad.

Dream #3:

San Angelo again. Lake house again. This time we were trying to decide how to fix it up to sell it. The house was disgusting. Which really wasn't a crazy part of the dream... in real life, the house was disgusting. Anyway, it dawned on me that Uncle Frank and Cheryl should totally buy the lake house! It made perfect sense! I called Frank, and he agreed, we both were so amused that neither one of us had thought of this before! I left the lake house, was driving in my car and talking to Mike on my phone, when I saw a baby about Aiden's age lying on the side of the road, kicking and squirming. I pulled over to check things out, and when I got out of the car, there were about a dozen other cars pulling over to help as well. So I drove off, knowing everything was fine. (?) I turned into a new neighborhood in San Angelo, one that I had never seen, and spun totally out of control, barely missing 2 houses and a mail box.

That's all for now. Will try to keep this up.

7 Weeks

It's come to this... grabbing the camera and snapping pictures during a diaper change. You do whatcha gotta do, when you have the time, you know?

This one makes me laugh. He is giving me some serious side-eye.


Let's see... what's Aiden up to these days?

I'm not sure how long he's been doing this, a couple of weeks? I dunno... but he follows me with his eyes when I walk around the room.

He's smiling more and more, and communicating- cooing, to be exact.

He'd been sleeping right next to me in bed up until this week, and I'm now managing to put him in his bassinet for the first half of the night. After his first feeding, he comes back to bed with me :-)

Addison got a little sick last week, and I think some of it got to Aiden for a couple of days there. He was congested- having trouble eating and sleeping... made for a couple of restless nights for us. He's all better now :-)

He's SO out of newborn diapers and clothes, and is now wearing 0-3 month, or even lots of 3 month clothes, just for the length. He's not chubby enough (yet) to fill them out, but needs them for the length.

I love him! This time is going by WAY too fast!

Oh, Good Grief.

The Cuteness is just too much.

I can't.

4th of July

Hope everyone had a fun 4th of July! We sure did. We'll probably never again do what we did, but we still both agree that it was fun.

On the 3rd, we joined the cousins for swimming at GaGa's. This isn't the part that I was referring to, when I said we'd never do it again. :-) I was referring to actual 4th activities. GaGa had bought lots of fun sparklers and fireworks for the kids to play with once the sun went down. I started to feel yucky, an upset tummy, and Aiden was fussy. Fussy. Fussy. So we had to leave before the fun festivities with the cousins.

Here's Addison sparkling in her "Miss Independence" jammies (how appropriate). Hair's wet from swimming, of course.

Throwing poppers in the street (I'd never seen these before and Mike seemed to think this was ridiculous). Looks to me like Addison is saying "did you see that?!"

All of the cousins (minus Annalie) throwing!

This is the part we probably will never do again: A Round Rock Express Game on the 4th. We bought tickets on the grass and brought a blanket, thinking it would be perfect- so that Addy could run around if she wanted or needed to. By the time we got there (still in the 1st inning), there was a teeny patch of grass left in the back, and we grabbed it. We got settled, ate some hot dogs, and watched some baseball. It really was pretty fun! The weather wasn't CRAZY hot, and once the sun was down, it was very nice!

The Worst Night Ever

Last night was bad. What nightmares are made of.

Not because Aiden was congested and had a hard time eating and sleeping. THAT I can deal with. It's sad, but it's bearable.

No, last night was truly the worst yet because every time I would wake up to feed or comfort Aiden, I was faced with the most vile, awful, horribly brain deadening spectacle on TV:

A Keeping up with the Kardashians marathon.

I couldn't find the damn remote. And our tv is ghetto and won't change channels without the remote. Tragic, because I needed to keep the tv on, so I could see what I was doing when feeding or changing diapers without too much light. At least the volume was off, so I didn't have to listen to their empty brainless voices. I had subtitles on though, so I still saw what they were saying... which really ended up being nothing.

WHY do these people have a show? Ugh. SO gross.

*If you are a fan, my apologies. But I really don't get it. These people really anger me and gross me out all at the same time.

And so it begins...

I went back to work this week. Which was pretty awesome, actually, because I LOVE my girls. I've got two REALLY great groups that I'll work with this year, and feel inspired and excited to work with them all year. It's a little crazy that I went back 6 weeks post partum- I waited 12 weeks with Addison. I just felt ready. And Aiden is great while I'm working. He either sits in his bouncy seat, or is in my sling while I teach. (He loooves the sling!) So that's good.

You'll remember from the last post, Addison is sick. She's actually more sick now. Both of my work days were doctor days as well. She's so difficult to deal with when she's sick because she WILL NOT take medicine. She gets herself so worked up- to the point of vomiting. It's awful. Of course the doctor prescribed an antibiotic, so of course we have 5 days of literally pinning her to the ground, straddling her, sitting on her hands, grabbing her head and forcing medicine down her throat. We've found, through trial and error, that this truly is the only way to do it. I will be so glad when this is all over.

You might have noticed that I haven't done an Aiden 6 week picture. And yes, tomorrow he will be 2 days away from 7 weeks. So, yes. I am starting to feel the pulls from many different directions and am becoming less "on top" of things by the day. Sorry.

And so it begins... my downward decline into being in over my head.

Bummer

BIG Bummer.

Addison was supposed to start swim lessons tomorrow, and we were told today by her doctor that she can't swim for at least two weeks.

Rewind... we went to the doctor because...

Addison has been putting her finger in her left ear for a while now "getting the wax out". We kept telling her not to put anything in her ear, even her finger, but something was clearly bothering her, as she kept on doing it. A few days ago, she was swimming and got accidentally kicked in the ear, and ever since then has been periodically complaining that it was hurting.

We took her in today, and they couldn't see anything in the ear because there was so much fluid in the front of the ear canal. So they had to irrigate her ear, to get a better look. The most TRAUMATIC PROCESS EVER, according to Addison. She HATED it. After that, she was hysterical, complaining that her ear hurt. (up until that moment in the office, she was very calm, and said her ear didn't hurt at all). Aaaaaanyway, after the irrigation, the doctor saw more fluid, some inflammation and some blood. She couldn't tell why or what was really going on, couldn't even tell if her tube was still in place, there was so much going on in there, but prescribed some drops that she said would cover a variety of issues that could be contributing to the pain.

Oh, and she told us no swimming for two weeks.

Addison didn't really understand that swim lessons started tomorrow, so she's not affected by this. (effected? GAH, I can NEVER get those two straight). But I am SO, SO, SOOOOOO sad that she will miss these. I just knew how much she was going to love them, and also how good for her they were going to be.

Waah waah waah. Boo hoo. I'm sad.

Smiles

So much fun.