Wow! I am awful at blogging. I have a few posts that I started writing, but never finished so, they sit there unpublished. Maybe I'll get around to them some day, but for now...our sweet boy turned 9 months old yesterday, and I see I didn't even write an 8 month post. Bad mama!
It's been the absolute best 9 months of my life. I love this sweet boy. He really is a dream baby, in the sense that he is thee easiest baby, that has never been a cryer. We are blessed. So blessed.
He is such a busy boy. If he's not sleeping (which he does A LOT of) he is constantly on the go. Into absolutely everything, everything but his toys. He climbs the stairs, pulls himself up onto everything, and has even started crawling the 'right way'. For the past couple months he was always army crawling, but in the past couple days he's decided to start crawling on his hands and knees (even though he's much faster at army crawling). He's trying so hard to stand unassisted, but just falls on his bum in half a second, only to pull himself back up again, let go, and fall. He's a determined little boy. But shows no interest in walking, for now. He sleeps 12 hours at night, in the past month he's finally started sleeping through the night without being fed. He has 4 naps a day, 3 long ones (1 and a half - two hours long) and one short one around 5 just to be able to make it to bed at 7. He weaned himself completely of breast feeding at 8 and a half months and now has gone to drinking formula which was a big struggle to get him to drink. He doesn't drink a lot of it though. A week ago he weighed 18lbs and 4oz and was 29 1/4" long. He did lose a bit of weight when he turned 8 months so we had to weigh him every two weeks and call in his weight to our pediatrician. In the past month he's gained 2lbs and 2oz, so that's great to see! He is SO picky when it comes to food. He LOVES what he loves but doesn't care to try anything new, and always gags at textures and food he's never tried before. As in gags to the point of vomiting. Those baby mum mums that it seems every baby loves? Yea, no. He doesn't like those at all! He loves to drink water. He loves fruit, peanut butter, yogurt, most vegetables, but doesn't care for meat and hates any type of cereal. So needless to say we have to disguise the cereal and meat with things he does like. He has no teeth! Yep, that's right at 9 months old he's still a gumbee. He has been teething on and off since he was 4 months old... I could see two teeth buds for months, and now they've disappeared. He seems to say 'mama' but I don't think he associates it with me? He hates to cuddle. I think I've touched on that before. But like even if he is sick, tired, or has fallen and bonked his head on the coffee table and is crying, he still doesn't want to be cuddled. I love that he's independent and is able to put himself to sleep at nap time and bed time. But I'm also kind of sad that my little baby doesn't like to cuddle. I have never rocked him to sleep, even as a newborn I would just place him in his crib awake and he'd fall asleep on his own.
Like I said he really is a dream baby. And is such a sweet blessing!
I love him more than words!
xo
A
Friday 22 November 2013
Tuesday 8 October 2013
7 months!
It's a good thing I don't blog in hopes to win any blog awards, because I'd definitely not succeed.
2 weeks ago Beckham turned 7 months old! 7 months. This is going by way. too. fast.
At 7 months old he weighed 17lbs and was 28 1/4" long. He mastered sitting up unassisted. He HATES cuddling. Forget even trying to hold him. If you hold him close, he puts his hands on your chest and pushes himself away from you. I, too. wasn't a cuddly baby, and have never liked to cuddle either. He wears a size 3 diaper. He can't sleep without his lovey (a very small satin/soft blanket). Speaking of sleep, he still doesn't sleep through the night, and gets up to feed every 4 hours, though he eats solids 3 times a day. I need to quit talking about night weaning and actually start night weaning, like this weekend. The one bonus is, ever since he was a newborn, I have been able to put him in his crib awake, and he falls asleep instantly without making a peep. He loves to sleep. He still naps every hour and a half - two hours. His naps are longer now and range from an hour - two hours. He gets mistaken for a girl all. the. time. He can be dressed in blue from head to toe and he still gets called a 'she'. Lastly, he is thee happiest baby I have ever met! We definitely go days, if not weeks, where we don't hear him cry. Gosh do we ever love our sweet boy! More than words can say.
xo
A
2 weeks ago Beckham turned 7 months old! 7 months. This is going by way. too. fast.
At 7 months old he weighed 17lbs and was 28 1/4" long. He mastered sitting up unassisted. He HATES cuddling. Forget even trying to hold him. If you hold him close, he puts his hands on your chest and pushes himself away from you. I, too. wasn't a cuddly baby, and have never liked to cuddle either. He wears a size 3 diaper. He can't sleep without his lovey (a very small satin/soft blanket). Speaking of sleep, he still doesn't sleep through the night, and gets up to feed every 4 hours, though he eats solids 3 times a day. I need to quit talking about night weaning and actually start night weaning, like this weekend. The one bonus is, ever since he was a newborn, I have been able to put him in his crib awake, and he falls asleep instantly without making a peep. He loves to sleep. He still naps every hour and a half - two hours. His naps are longer now and range from an hour - two hours. He gets mistaken for a girl all. the. time. He can be dressed in blue from head to toe and he still gets called a 'she'. Lastly, he is thee happiest baby I have ever met! We definitely go days, if not weeks, where we don't hear him cry. Gosh do we ever love our sweet boy! More than words can say.
xo
A
Tuesday 17 September 2013
Happily ever after!
Today we celebrate our 2nd wedding anniversary, not together mind you, but none the less two years ago today is the day that I married my best friend!
At this time two years ago, I was getting ready to walk down the aisle at 1:30 in the afternoon! I remember standing outside the doors of the Wedgewood Room at the beautiful Fairmont Hotel MacDonald with my parents and bridesmaids by my side. The wedding planner told me that in minutes the doors would open and I would be walking down the aisle towards my soon to be handsome husband. I remember how nervous I was. I kept saying 'I can't do this!' It wasn't that I was nervous to marry Brendon, that wasn't it at all! I was more than ready to do that. I was more so nervous about the day 'being all about me'. I have always been the type of person to not want to be noticed, and to just blend into a crowd. I didn't want everyone to stare at me for the entire day, that was mortifying, really. But I did it! As nervous as I was. Our wedding was beautiful and perfect! I thank my parents for making it all come together. I am so blessed to have the family I have. It was the best day of my life, well tied for the best day of my life...
Today I celebrate our second anniversary with our sweet baby boy, who is my everything! As Brendon is out of town working until Friday. Next week we will be jet setting to our most favorite place in the world (that we've been too!), Maui, to celebrate our second anniversary together!
Brendon is my best friend, the love of my life, my husband. I am pretty certain there isn't two people who laugh more with each other than we do! I am so lucky, blessed and thankful to get to spend the rest of my life with him!
...Falling in love with him was easy. Staying in love with him is easier...
xo
A
At this time two years ago, I was getting ready to walk down the aisle at 1:30 in the afternoon! I remember standing outside the doors of the Wedgewood Room at the beautiful Fairmont Hotel MacDonald with my parents and bridesmaids by my side. The wedding planner told me that in minutes the doors would open and I would be walking down the aisle towards my soon to be handsome husband. I remember how nervous I was. I kept saying 'I can't do this!' It wasn't that I was nervous to marry Brendon, that wasn't it at all! I was more than ready to do that. I was more so nervous about the day 'being all about me'. I have always been the type of person to not want to be noticed, and to just blend into a crowd. I didn't want everyone to stare at me for the entire day, that was mortifying, really. But I did it! As nervous as I was. Our wedding was beautiful and perfect! I thank my parents for making it all come together. I am so blessed to have the family I have. It was the best day of my life, well tied for the best day of my life...
Today I celebrate our second anniversary with our sweet baby boy, who is my everything! As Brendon is out of town working until Friday. Next week we will be jet setting to our most favorite place in the world (that we've been too!), Maui, to celebrate our second anniversary together!
Brendon is my best friend, the love of my life, my husband. I am pretty certain there isn't two people who laugh more with each other than we do! I am so lucky, blessed and thankful to get to spend the rest of my life with him!
...Falling in love with him was easy. Staying in love with him is easier...
xo
A
Monday 16 September 2013
Oh poop!
It's been a while!
Here's what we've been up to this last month...
First things first, Beckham pooped! Finally. But, not on his own. He hadn't pooped in 19 days. After multiple suppository's, pears, prunes, peaches, prune juice, corn syrup in water...you name it, we tried it! The poor guy would push his little brains out multiple times a day...and nothing! No gas, no poop, no nothing...for 19 days. I was in correspondence with our pediatrician for the past couple weeks. We finally went into see him on day 14. He felt the hard mass of stool in his tummy, prescribed him lax-a-day, sent us for an X-ray, and sent us on our way...5 days of lax-a-day increasing the dosage, and still no poop had this mama annoyed that though the pediatrician said 'he should be pooping one - two times a day' that it was 'fine' that he hadn't pooped in 19 days. Yesterday we decided that we wanted a second opinion and took him into the Stollery Children's Hospital. They ended up giving him an enema. It worked pretty well instantly but me oh my did he ever cry. A cry I had never heard before. I guess you get severely painful stomach cramps when given an enema. Poor guy. But we were SO excited to see poop! The things that excite us these days...
Last month Beckham attended his first concert. Selena Gomez. I know, right? I had never even heard of her. Brendon won the tickets through work, and for whatever reason really wanted to go. She lip synced the entire show. And is not in the least talented, in my opinion.
Last month we also went to Calgary for 4 nights. Brendon had work meetings there, so we decided to tag along. It was Beckham's first time away from home. He did okay, at best. He was great during the day, but did not sleep well at night, being in playpen and sharing a room with us. I ended up getting to catch up with 4 of my girl friends while there. It was SO nice to catch up with them individually and introduce Beckham to them!
Now onto September.
Earlier this month we attended one of my very first friends wedding, in Saskatchewan. Yep, we packed Beckham up and drove 9 hours each way to share in this special day, with a special friend! Surprisingly, Beckham did SO well the entire weekend!
This past week we drove to Calgary to get Beckham's 6 month/our family pictures done! We had them done by Myrtle & Moss Photography. Angie and I went to Junior High and High School together. She is an incredibly talented photographer. We are so happy with our photos.
And last but certainly not least...we celebrated my brothers 28 Birthday this month. My brother is one of thee most important people in my life. He is genuine, smart, caring, passionate...really he's the full meal deal! He will graduate from University in January, after 8 years, we are so darn proud of him! He deserves all the success in the world. But, with that, I am sad as he will make the move back to Calgary to forgo his career.
That's all for now.
xo
A
Here's what we've been up to this last month...
First things first, Beckham pooped! Finally. But, not on his own. He hadn't pooped in 19 days. After multiple suppository's, pears, prunes, peaches, prune juice, corn syrup in water...you name it, we tried it! The poor guy would push his little brains out multiple times a day...and nothing! No gas, no poop, no nothing...for 19 days. I was in correspondence with our pediatrician for the past couple weeks. We finally went into see him on day 14. He felt the hard mass of stool in his tummy, prescribed him lax-a-day, sent us for an X-ray, and sent us on our way...5 days of lax-a-day increasing the dosage, and still no poop had this mama annoyed that though the pediatrician said 'he should be pooping one - two times a day' that it was 'fine' that he hadn't pooped in 19 days. Yesterday we decided that we wanted a second opinion and took him into the Stollery Children's Hospital. They ended up giving him an enema. It worked pretty well instantly but me oh my did he ever cry. A cry I had never heard before. I guess you get severely painful stomach cramps when given an enema. Poor guy. But we were SO excited to see poop! The things that excite us these days...
Last month Beckham attended his first concert. Selena Gomez. I know, right? I had never even heard of her. Brendon won the tickets through work, and for whatever reason really wanted to go. She lip synced the entire show. And is not in the least talented, in my opinion.
Last month we also went to Calgary for 4 nights. Brendon had work meetings there, so we decided to tag along. It was Beckham's first time away from home. He did okay, at best. He was great during the day, but did not sleep well at night, being in playpen and sharing a room with us. I ended up getting to catch up with 4 of my girl friends while there. It was SO nice to catch up with them individually and introduce Beckham to them!
Now onto September.
Earlier this month we attended one of my very first friends wedding, in Saskatchewan. Yep, we packed Beckham up and drove 9 hours each way to share in this special day, with a special friend! Surprisingly, Beckham did SO well the entire weekend!
This past week we drove to Calgary to get Beckham's 6 month/our family pictures done! We had them done by Myrtle & Moss Photography. Angie and I went to Junior High and High School together. She is an incredibly talented photographer. We are so happy with our photos.
And last but certainly not least...we celebrated my brothers 28 Birthday this month. My brother is one of thee most important people in my life. He is genuine, smart, caring, passionate...really he's the full meal deal! He will graduate from University in January, after 8 years, we are so darn proud of him! He deserves all the success in the world. But, with that, I am sad as he will make the move back to Calgary to forgo his career.
That's all for now.
xo
A
Tuesday 13 August 2013
Oh hey!
It's been a while.
We've been busy enjoying our summer with our sweet baby boy!
I have some catching up to do...
A few weeks ago I decided enough was enough and it was time to get back to the gym. I started going to the gym when Beckham was 7 weeks old, but, when him and I fell sick with a cold when he was 3 months old, we took time to recover and poof! It (the gym) quickly worked it's way out of our routine. I'm happy to be back at it again.
Our high chair was delivered last week and I was SO excited to start Beckham on solids, though he was a couple weeks shy of being 6 months old. My gut feeling was that he wouldn't like solids, because let's face it, this babe is a boob man and will not take a bottle. I was right. He hates solids. He quivers and gags and refuses to even swallow anything. We've tried rice cereal, prunes and pears (the last two because he hadn't pooped in 12 days and we were desperately trying to get him too! To much information? I apologize). It's been 6 days of trying. I hear this is normal and sometimes it takes up to 15 days before they actually swallow food. Well lets hope, because he will be cut off from nursing when he's one year old.
He started rolling from his back to his tummy last week and now he is a rolling machine! As soon as you place him on his back, he rolls to his tummy. Changing him is becoming more and more difficult to do because he just wants to roll onto his tummy, constantly. Sleeping is another thing. Oh how I long for the day of an 8 hour uninterrupted night of sleep. I used to be able to brag at how well he slept, well those days are long gone. He is a terrible sleeper most nights. He seems to be waking up at 3am and thinking its time to get up for the day. So some nights I'm up with him from 3am - 4:30am and then he'll fall asleep until 6am. 6 is his new number. It used to be 9 and then 830 and now 6. 6 is way too early to be starting my day! I don't go to bed until 11:30 and I can be up anywhere from 5 - 15 times a night with him. He also needs to eat every 3 hours, and this is why he needs to start liking food, maybe he will stay full for longer than 3 hours. Luckily my husband's home on weekends who is more than willing to get up frequently throughout the night with him and then get up with him at 6, to let this mama get some rest!
I joined a moms group in the spring and absolutely loved it!! Four of us from the group decided to join a summer moms group too, which has been great. I have a hard time staying at home. I have always had to be on the go and that has not changed with having a baby, though it will have to once he starts napping for longer than a half an hour at a time. Three of us from the group have become really close and try to get together once a week aside from attending our moms group once a week. We have really bonded and I love these sweet ladies and their sweet babes! Our babes are only a couple weeks apart so Beckham will have a great time with their children in the years to come!
We are headed to Calgary next week. My husband has to be there for meetings with work, so we decided it would be a good opportunity for me to go visit friends and to see how Beckham does away from home. I'm so darn nervous. He is in such a routine/schedule and I'm terrified to throw him off of it, by having him sleep in a hotel, and not in his crib. We are going to Maui in September so this will be a good test for us.
That's is all for now.
Oh and I must add how stinken much I love our sweet boy! Though he is such a terrible night sleeper, he is such a great baby! We truly are so lucky and blessed. It is very rare to ever hear him cry, he has even significantly improved in the car and if he were to cry that is the only time he would cry in a day. He is the light of our lives!
xo
A
We've been busy enjoying our summer with our sweet baby boy!
I have some catching up to do...
A few weeks ago I decided enough was enough and it was time to get back to the gym. I started going to the gym when Beckham was 7 weeks old, but, when him and I fell sick with a cold when he was 3 months old, we took time to recover and poof! It (the gym) quickly worked it's way out of our routine. I'm happy to be back at it again.
Our high chair was delivered last week and I was SO excited to start Beckham on solids, though he was a couple weeks shy of being 6 months old. My gut feeling was that he wouldn't like solids, because let's face it, this babe is a boob man and will not take a bottle. I was right. He hates solids. He quivers and gags and refuses to even swallow anything. We've tried rice cereal, prunes and pears (the last two because he hadn't pooped in 12 days and we were desperately trying to get him too! To much information? I apologize). It's been 6 days of trying. I hear this is normal and sometimes it takes up to 15 days before they actually swallow food. Well lets hope, because he will be cut off from nursing when he's one year old.
He started rolling from his back to his tummy last week and now he is a rolling machine! As soon as you place him on his back, he rolls to his tummy. Changing him is becoming more and more difficult to do because he just wants to roll onto his tummy, constantly. Sleeping is another thing. Oh how I long for the day of an 8 hour uninterrupted night of sleep. I used to be able to brag at how well he slept, well those days are long gone. He is a terrible sleeper most nights. He seems to be waking up at 3am and thinking its time to get up for the day. So some nights I'm up with him from 3am - 4:30am and then he'll fall asleep until 6am. 6 is his new number. It used to be 9 and then 830 and now 6. 6 is way too early to be starting my day! I don't go to bed until 11:30 and I can be up anywhere from 5 - 15 times a night with him. He also needs to eat every 3 hours, and this is why he needs to start liking food, maybe he will stay full for longer than 3 hours. Luckily my husband's home on weekends who is more than willing to get up frequently throughout the night with him and then get up with him at 6, to let this mama get some rest!
I joined a moms group in the spring and absolutely loved it!! Four of us from the group decided to join a summer moms group too, which has been great. I have a hard time staying at home. I have always had to be on the go and that has not changed with having a baby, though it will have to once he starts napping for longer than a half an hour at a time. Three of us from the group have become really close and try to get together once a week aside from attending our moms group once a week. We have really bonded and I love these sweet ladies and their sweet babes! Our babes are only a couple weeks apart so Beckham will have a great time with their children in the years to come!
We are headed to Calgary next week. My husband has to be there for meetings with work, so we decided it would be a good opportunity for me to go visit friends and to see how Beckham does away from home. I'm so darn nervous. He is in such a routine/schedule and I'm terrified to throw him off of it, by having him sleep in a hotel, and not in his crib. We are going to Maui in September so this will be a good test for us.
That's is all for now.
Oh and I must add how stinken much I love our sweet boy! Though he is such a terrible night sleeper, he is such a great baby! We truly are so lucky and blessed. It is very rare to ever hear him cry, he has even significantly improved in the car and if he were to cry that is the only time he would cry in a day. He is the light of our lives!
xo
A
Tuesday 23 July 2013
Car training?
We've all heard about sleep training.
You know, when you let your babe cry it out, in hopes that he/she will learn to sleep through the night?
Is there such a thing as car training? Where you let them cry it out and maybe, just maybe, they won't hate the car anymore?
Well...this past weekend my husbands work had an annual golf tournament. I, of course, did not golf. However, Brendon of course did. He wanted Beckham and I to join him in the evening after golf to meet the guys he works with. He planned on having a few beverages during his round of golf and asked if we could drive him to the tournament, which was held in Camrose (about an hour and a half drive from our house). This meant that I would have to leave the house fairly early in the morning to drive to Camrose and drop him off, to turn around and drive back home to then later drive back to Camrose and then drive back home. So...that's about 6 hours in the vehicle total with an hour and a half driving stretch each time.
I was nervous.
I can't stand hearing my babe cry as I drive and not be able to help him. It is heart wrenching.
The drive out there he more so fussed then cried, for about 40 minutes, but eventually fell asleep, as it was his nap time. The ride back home he cried for about a half an hour and again fell asleep, but would periodically cry in his sleep. I prayed he wouldn't wake up once he fell asleep, because I knew if he were to wake up and realize he was in the car that he would cry, hard. He slept until we got home, phewf. On the way back out there he fussed/cried for 20 minutes and fell asleep for about 45 minutes and then woke up and bawled for 20 minutes and then fell back asleep. Once I picked Brendon up from the golf course we had to then drive a half an hour to get to the campground where the bbq/festivities were held. Everyone camped out there for the weekend, but I was not interested in sleeping in a tent, with a baby, and being eaten alive by mosquitos, since he can't wear bug spray. Certainly wasn't up my alley! Brendon and I have always 'made fun' of those people that you see where the wife sits in the back seat with the baby/child as the father taxis them around. Well...we were those people! I made Brendon jump in the back when I picked him up to see if this would prevent Beckham from crying. It certainly helped but he still fussed on and off on our way to the campground. Then it was time to drive home. Brendon jumped in the back with him again but this time he cried, and he cried and he cried. It did not matter that Brendon was sitting back there with him, he was not a happy camper. It didn't help that it was nearing his bedtime and he really didn't get any good naps in that day. I finally had to pull over off the road to try and calm him down. I nursed him to comfort him, and then back in the carseat he went. He would arch his back so that I struggled to buckle him back in and off we were, with a crying baby. Oh joy! Finally he fell asleep on the outskirts of Edmonton. Needless to say he slept amazingly well that night.
Today is Tuesday and Beckham has not cried or fussed in the car since. I, of course, have been out and about Sunday, Monday and Tuesday and he seems perfectly content in the car. I know it's only been 3 days but there has never been a time since he was 2 months old where I haven't heard a peep out of him as we drive. Today he fell asleep while at our moms group and when I put him in his carseat, I didn't even attach his toy bar to the carseat and when he woke up he didn't even make a peep! So...did we car train him by having him cry it out? Or is this just a coincidence and we'll be back to square one tomorrow?
Oh my gosh driving has become much less stressful! Although I have never let his crying be a reason not to go out, it has been SO nice not to listen to a baby cry as I drive.
Here's to hoping it stays this way.
xo
a
You know, when you let your babe cry it out, in hopes that he/she will learn to sleep through the night?
Is there such a thing as car training? Where you let them cry it out and maybe, just maybe, they won't hate the car anymore?
Well...this past weekend my husbands work had an annual golf tournament. I, of course, did not golf. However, Brendon of course did. He wanted Beckham and I to join him in the evening after golf to meet the guys he works with. He planned on having a few beverages during his round of golf and asked if we could drive him to the tournament, which was held in Camrose (about an hour and a half drive from our house). This meant that I would have to leave the house fairly early in the morning to drive to Camrose and drop him off, to turn around and drive back home to then later drive back to Camrose and then drive back home. So...that's about 6 hours in the vehicle total with an hour and a half driving stretch each time.
I was nervous.
I can't stand hearing my babe cry as I drive and not be able to help him. It is heart wrenching.
The drive out there he more so fussed then cried, for about 40 minutes, but eventually fell asleep, as it was his nap time. The ride back home he cried for about a half an hour and again fell asleep, but would periodically cry in his sleep. I prayed he wouldn't wake up once he fell asleep, because I knew if he were to wake up and realize he was in the car that he would cry, hard. He slept until we got home, phewf. On the way back out there he fussed/cried for 20 minutes and fell asleep for about 45 minutes and then woke up and bawled for 20 minutes and then fell back asleep. Once I picked Brendon up from the golf course we had to then drive a half an hour to get to the campground where the bbq/festivities were held. Everyone camped out there for the weekend, but I was not interested in sleeping in a tent, with a baby, and being eaten alive by mosquitos, since he can't wear bug spray. Certainly wasn't up my alley! Brendon and I have always 'made fun' of those people that you see where the wife sits in the back seat with the baby/child as the father taxis them around. Well...we were those people! I made Brendon jump in the back when I picked him up to see if this would prevent Beckham from crying. It certainly helped but he still fussed on and off on our way to the campground. Then it was time to drive home. Brendon jumped in the back with him again but this time he cried, and he cried and he cried. It did not matter that Brendon was sitting back there with him, he was not a happy camper. It didn't help that it was nearing his bedtime and he really didn't get any good naps in that day. I finally had to pull over off the road to try and calm him down. I nursed him to comfort him, and then back in the carseat he went. He would arch his back so that I struggled to buckle him back in and off we were, with a crying baby. Oh joy! Finally he fell asleep on the outskirts of Edmonton. Needless to say he slept amazingly well that night.
Today is Tuesday and Beckham has not cried or fussed in the car since. I, of course, have been out and about Sunday, Monday and Tuesday and he seems perfectly content in the car. I know it's only been 3 days but there has never been a time since he was 2 months old where I haven't heard a peep out of him as we drive. Today he fell asleep while at our moms group and when I put him in his carseat, I didn't even attach his toy bar to the carseat and when he woke up he didn't even make a peep! So...did we car train him by having him cry it out? Or is this just a coincidence and we'll be back to square one tomorrow?
Oh my gosh driving has become much less stressful! Although I have never let his crying be a reason not to go out, it has been SO nice not to listen to a baby cry as I drive.
Here's to hoping it stays this way.
xo
a
Friday 19 July 2013
5 months old
I'm a couple days early on this post. Beckham will be 5 months old on the 21st.
Another month has flown by, and my sweet boy, you have developed so much this month.
I don't actually know how much you weigh or how long you are. I imagine you haven't gained too much, you are a slim boy. But lengthwise you seem to grow like a weed. You are wearing 9 month sleepers. Petit Lem are my fave fitting Jammie's for you. Your 3 - 6 month shirts and sweaters from The Gap are getting to short in the torso, but remain wide on you. You can wear 0 - 3 month shorts from The Gap because your waist is small. And you are wearing a 6 - 12 month sleeper from The Gap which is ridiculously wide on you! I feel they should have a 6 - 9 month and a 9 - 12 month size at The Gap, 6 - 12 months is a 6 month gap!
This month you starting giggling, it is by far thee sweetest sound my ears have ever heard! This month we put you in your Jolly Jumper, which you love! At first you pretty well just marched, but you're bouncing more and more which will eventually be a full on jump. We also put you in your exersaucer and have a book under your feet, and a blanket behind your back, because your feet don't quite touch the ground and the seat is massive. This 'toy' is so great for you because it has many different activities for you to play with. You love spinning your seat around to play with the many different things! We still put you in your Mamaroo to watch Baby Einstein, which you LOVE! I think watching tv might be your favorite thing to do, unfortunately! But we don't allow you to watch too much of it. It looks like you'll grow out of it soon as you are getting so long. Your Bumbo is your least favorite toy to sit in.
You are reaching and grabbing for everything! If I am talking on the phone you are always trying to get it, if a toy or anything is in front of you, you pick it up. You are certainly a Mama's boy. However, you do not like to cuddle or be held close, which makes me sad! If we're around people you know, you are constantly staring at me, if I'm not holding you. If a stranger talks to you, you will either pout which may turn into a cry, or you will just stare at them, and no matter how hard they try to make you smile, you won't. You are a serious baby! You still have your pacifier, but aren't as dependent of it as you were 4 months ago. You really only use it now when you are napping or going to bed. Your Daddy was putting you to bed when he was home, but now you will only let me put you to bed, and cry if anyone else tries too. Your Nana and Papa babysat you a couple weekends ago and you cried for an hour and a half straight when your Nana was trying to put you to bed. She finally got you to sleep after taking you for a walk in your stroller. You hate the car. You love your stroller and going for walks on hot summer days. You love watching your puppy, Ruff! You have to have your blanky (which is fuzzy) up against your face to fall asleep. You still love to be swaddled but are now swaddled in a woombie, since you can break out of a blanket. You are not a great sleeper and eat every 3 hours and wake up numerous times for your pacifier, but sleep for 12 hours a night total. You wear a size 2 diaper and I was actually putting you in a size 1 diaper at night until today (we use two different diapers swaddlers during the day and baby dry at night). You have one tooth bud visible, which has been for quite a while and had a second one, but it disappeared. You've discovered how to scream and for now it is SO stinken' cute! You still dislike tummy time and are still only rolling from tummy to back. You refuse to take a bottle now. And since being diagnosed with gastroesophageal reflux disease at only a couple weeks old, I'm happy to say it has fixed itself like the pediatrician said it probably would between 4 - 5 months. :):). You were never one to spit up, you were just constantly very congested and cried while eating.
You continue to be the light of our lives and have developed so much this past month.
I love you to the moon and back my sweet baby!
xo
A
Thursday 18 July 2013
A little bit of everything
Immediately after posting my last blog post, I happened to turn on the tv (which rarely happens, I have never been a tv watcher and 99.9% of the time I don't turn the tv on at all throughout the day!). Anyways, what do you think comes on, on the news at noon? Non other than babies head shape and how 46% of babies have flat spots on their noggins. I immediately picked up the phone and called over to the health centre to have them send in a referral to the head shape clinic here in Edmonton. I could not wait for our pediatrician to assess his head at the end of August. They sent a referral over, and checked off 'urgent' and you won't believe it...I still haven't got a call from them. But good news! His head seems to actually really be improving! We spend most of our days out of the house, whether that be walking the dog, grocery shopping, just plain old shopping, running errands, visiting friends and family, going to the gym, attending our 'Mommy Connections' class...you get the idea we're out a lot. I picked up a 'BENBAT - TRAVEL FRIENDS TOTAL SUPPORT HEADREST' from West Coast Kids and have been using it every time he is in his car seat. It makes it so not the entire back of his head rests against the back of the car seat. Now I know you shouldn't add anything to your child's carseat such as these but hey! Anything, well I guess not anything, but this seems safe enough (to me) to use in his carseat especially if its helping round out the little gaffer's head! I'm happy!!
Beckham is almost 5 months now and I already miss the newborn stage of cuddling, the sound of a newborns cry, the sleep, I miss it all! He's growing up way to fast and this boy likes to be busy! If he's awake he needs to constantly be entertained, which I love but he also has a very short attention span. So everything and anything is only good for 2 minutes. Sure he likes his jolly jumper, his exersaucer, having books read to him, his bumbo, his play mat, sitting on your lap and interacting with you...he certainly loves all of those things but for 2 - 5 minutes. And then he's done and bored and onto the next thing. I wish he could enjoy something long enough for me to put on a face and get dressed, tidy up, make dinner, you know anything that takes longer than 2 minutes! We thought we wanted to start trying to get pregnant again in the next couple months but now I wonder how the heck I could possibly manage two? Especially since my husband works out of town generally Monday - Friday. I hope it doesn't sound like I'm complaining, because I truly LOVE being a mama, every single bit of it! I should add two things he does LOVE for an unlimited amount of time are going for a walk in his stroller (using the stroller seat, not the carseat!) and his nightly bath. He has never cried or fussed EVER during either of those activities! I ensure to do both daily because I love doing things with him that he loves!
Most mothers that I've spoke to say their babes love the car and fall asleep within a few blocks from their house. Well, I can only wish Beckham did. There's nothing more heart wrenching then listening to your baby cry as you drive and you not being able to do anything about it. This is us, most days. I think it must be due to the fact that he needs to be doing something different every 2 minutes, and in the car he only as one toy bar, that has to entertain him the entire ride. I really want to take a trip down to Calgary to visit friends but I would hate to put him, or I, through that. Maybe since I would keep a consistent speed and not stop, he'd do better? Because I can tell you that red lights, definitely make matters worse!
In the next couple days I will be blogging about what Beckham's been up to in his 4 month of life!
I love this babe more than words can say. He is perfect!
xo
A
Beckham is almost 5 months now and I already miss the newborn stage of cuddling, the sound of a newborns cry, the sleep, I miss it all! He's growing up way to fast and this boy likes to be busy! If he's awake he needs to constantly be entertained, which I love but he also has a very short attention span. So everything and anything is only good for 2 minutes. Sure he likes his jolly jumper, his exersaucer, having books read to him, his bumbo, his play mat, sitting on your lap and interacting with you...he certainly loves all of those things but for 2 - 5 minutes. And then he's done and bored and onto the next thing. I wish he could enjoy something long enough for me to put on a face and get dressed, tidy up, make dinner, you know anything that takes longer than 2 minutes! We thought we wanted to start trying to get pregnant again in the next couple months but now I wonder how the heck I could possibly manage two? Especially since my husband works out of town generally Monday - Friday. I hope it doesn't sound like I'm complaining, because I truly LOVE being a mama, every single bit of it! I should add two things he does LOVE for an unlimited amount of time are going for a walk in his stroller (using the stroller seat, not the carseat!) and his nightly bath. He has never cried or fussed EVER during either of those activities! I ensure to do both daily because I love doing things with him that he loves!
Most mothers that I've spoke to say their babes love the car and fall asleep within a few blocks from their house. Well, I can only wish Beckham did. There's nothing more heart wrenching then listening to your baby cry as you drive and you not being able to do anything about it. This is us, most days. I think it must be due to the fact that he needs to be doing something different every 2 minutes, and in the car he only as one toy bar, that has to entertain him the entire ride. I really want to take a trip down to Calgary to visit friends but I would hate to put him, or I, through that. Maybe since I would keep a consistent speed and not stop, he'd do better? Because I can tell you that red lights, definitely make matters worse!
In the next couple days I will be blogging about what Beckham's been up to in his 4 month of life!
I love this babe more than words can say. He is perfect!
xo
A
Tuesday 9 July 2013
I wish I knew then what I know now
Helmet head?
Hope not.
At Beckham's 2 month shots, the nurse said Beckham had the most perfect round head, which I guess is very rare. However, at his 4 month shots I mentioned to the nurse that his head shape was of a concern to me. She looked at it, and though I know she isn't a doctor or head specialist, she mentioned that he may need a helmet to correct the shape of his head. A helmet that he wears for 23 hours a day.
You have got to be kidding me.
There are different types of a misshapen head. His is known as:
Brachycephaly
Something as simple as sleeping on the back can cause brachycephaly. The head flattens uniformly, causing a wider and shorter shape.
Increased head height is also common in children with brachycephaly.
Brachycephaly Quick Facts:
Here's a brief look at brachycephaly:
Head is wider than normal
Head has shorter length than width
Back of head is flat
Head is taller than normal
Extreme forehead incline
Bumps/bulging above ears
Face appears small in proportion to head
Since his 4 month shots, I have not stopped worrying, it pretty well consumes my every thought. Our pediatrician has been on vacation and remains on vacation until August 16. Our 6 month visit is on August 21. I have to wait until then to discuss his head shape and possibly look into him wearing a helmet. I know it's just a helmet. But honestly I don't want people to stare and think something other then just a flat head is wrong with my child. I try not to let him sleep on the back of his head but he always manages to. I guess it's the most comfortable for him.
Now, of course from day one my Nanny has said that he should be sleeping on his tummy. Back in the day when my mom was a baby and even when I were a baby that's how babies slept. They now say babies should sleep on their back, as SIDS has been reduced by 50% by having babies sleep on their back. I will do anything in hopes to reduce the chance of SIDS, so of course Beckham has always napped and slept on his back.
I wish I knew then what I know now....
Had I known that his head would become flat and that there was a chance he'd have to wear a helmet, I would have definitely had him napping (surprivised) on his tummy or side. However, at night I still would have had him sleeping on his back. Unfortunately now that he is 4 and a half months he will not sleep on his tummy or side. If I place him on his tummy he props himself up with his arms underneath of him and he can't relax to fall asleep. And if I place him on his side, even with a blanket rolled up and placed behind his back he manages to kick and squirm so that he's laying on his back. Speaking of things I wish I knew then what I know now...I would have kept up with bottle feeding him once a day because now I have a baby that refuses a bottle or formula. Beckham was born 3 weeks early and was jaundice so he was a very sleepy baby for a good 9 weeks of his life he really just slept. Those first few days in the hospital nursing was impossible, because he was so tired he never woke to latch. He left the hospital as a bottle/formula fed baby. When the homecare nurse came to visit, when he was 3 days old, she got him to latch on! He still would take a bottle and formula when my parents would watch him. But then I got away from ever giving him a bottle. This past weekend our dear friends got married and I had my parents watch Beckham because a 4 and a half month old, well him anyways, needs to be entertained if he's awake. So an outdoor wedding ceremony seemed very risky to bring him too. I tried to give him a bottle a few days before leaving him with my parents but he would not take it from Brendon or I. Needless to say I had to go feed him after the ceremony before the reception. That evening my parents tried to give him a bottle but he refused to take it from them too. My evening was cut short because I had to feed the baby. Had I known this was going to happen, I would have pumped and bottle fed him once a day. Oh how I wish I knew then what I know now...
xo
A
Thursday 4 July 2013
July long weekend!
We had a busy, but great long weekend. Here's what we were up too...
My Nanny had surgery on Friday. I was a wreck, as the hospital called and said that she was not waking up from the anesthesia, nor was she breathing on her own. She was put on a ventilator and finally woke up 4 hours post op. It was a long 4 hours as I paced the house hoping/praying that she would awake. I guess they think she lacks the enzyme that makes you wake up after receiving general anesthesia. So on Friday night we went to the hospital and visited her. Beckham really is the light of her life and she was SO very happy to see 'her little boy'.
Brendon and my Dad had a tee time at 7am on Saturday, my mom went to the hospital to grab my Nanny, as she was discharged from the hospital, and Beckham and I went to St. Albert. It was such a beautiful day out so I decided to take my parents dog, Maggie, for a walk as I waited for my Mom and Nanny to get back to her place. Later that afternoon my Mom, Beckham, and I went to the St. Albert Farmer's Market, something we do most Saurdays. We had a great time and enjoyed the hot weather! We then walked back to my Nanny's house and visited with her. Once the guys were finished golf and watching football, they joined us. Brendon and I went home, walked the dog, made dinner and got the baby ready for bed.
On Sunday, morning I cleaned the house while Brendon entertained Beckham. That afternoon we drove up to Westlock for a family reunion on Brendon's side of the family. We enjoyed visiting with family we hadn't seen in a while and enjoyed yet another hot day! :):)
On Monday, we celebrated Canada day with my brother and sister in law and my niece at the zoo! We enjoyed yet another hot day outdoors! We are so proud to be Canadian and to call this amazing Country home!
All in all it was a great weekend spent with our family and enjoying the heat wave that came through our city!
xo
A
My Nanny had surgery on Friday. I was a wreck, as the hospital called and said that she was not waking up from the anesthesia, nor was she breathing on her own. She was put on a ventilator and finally woke up 4 hours post op. It was a long 4 hours as I paced the house hoping/praying that she would awake. I guess they think she lacks the enzyme that makes you wake up after receiving general anesthesia. So on Friday night we went to the hospital and visited her. Beckham really is the light of her life and she was SO very happy to see 'her little boy'.
Brendon and my Dad had a tee time at 7am on Saturday, my mom went to the hospital to grab my Nanny, as she was discharged from the hospital, and Beckham and I went to St. Albert. It was such a beautiful day out so I decided to take my parents dog, Maggie, for a walk as I waited for my Mom and Nanny to get back to her place. Later that afternoon my Mom, Beckham, and I went to the St. Albert Farmer's Market, something we do most Saurdays. We had a great time and enjoyed the hot weather! We then walked back to my Nanny's house and visited with her. Once the guys were finished golf and watching football, they joined us. Brendon and I went home, walked the dog, made dinner and got the baby ready for bed.
On Sunday, morning I cleaned the house while Brendon entertained Beckham. That afternoon we drove up to Westlock for a family reunion on Brendon's side of the family. We enjoyed visiting with family we hadn't seen in a while and enjoyed yet another hot day! :):)
On Monday, we celebrated Canada day with my brother and sister in law and my niece at the zoo! We enjoyed yet another hot day outdoors! We are so proud to be Canadian and to call this amazing Country home!
All in all it was a great weekend spent with our family and enjoying the heat wave that came through our city!
xo
A
Tuesday 25 June 2013
Testing our patience...
We have a 2 year old Great Dane, named Ruff.
Ruff was my baby before I had a baby. Though Brendon's never really had a strong attachment/connection with the dog, I certainly have. We had completely different childhoods. My family always had a dog in the house, they were part of our family. Our Rottweiler passed away in 2009 at the age of 8 years old, from bone cancer and our miniature Dachshund also passed away in 2009 at the age of 17, because we felt he no longer had any quality of life and put him down (he was deaf, blind and my parents were moving to a new house as well, my brother was leaving to go to Australia for 6 months and wanted him to be able to say goodbye). Not only were they our family members, they were my best friends! I LOVE dogs. Brendon however, grew up on a farm. Dogs lived outside. When the dog got ill, or heck! if you no longer wanted it, you went out back and shot it. So you can see how I have much more of an attachment to our dog then he does.
Typically I'd rave about how good of a dog he is. He is so laid back and calm. They (google) refers to Great Danes as being gentle giants, he certainly is! He has been great with Beckham since we've brought him home. He typically is a great dog. Aside from drooling all over our carpet, walls and furniture and shedding like you've never seen before. I rarely complain about him. But this has changed...
I should start by saying that since he was a puppy, we trained him to not go in the kitchen. A dog that stands 4 1/4 feet tall does not need to be in the kitchen. When we moved into our new house, though it was a new kitchen, he just knew he wasn't allowed in it. But that all changed last week...
For months we were no longer kenneling him when we would leave the house for the day. I felt he had grown up and wouldn't get into anything. He would occasionally go into the baby's room and take out all the stuffies from his room, and sofie the giraffe and scatter them around the house but that was it. Young Ruff would have chewed those items, not just taken them out of his room. I left chicken on the kitchen counter last week and I guess that day Ruff decided he was going to go counter surfing, yes he ate the chicken and the baby's pacifier that day. The next day we went to bed and woke up to the reminence of a plastic bag, Ruff had ate 3 chocolate donuts and most of the plastic bag they were in while we were sleeping. The following day (yesterday) he ate an avocado and the majority of the avocado pit (which is like a stone) this was while I was home, but was upstairs feeding the baby. This morning we were awoken at 6am by Ruff puking. Ruff puked out a bottle nipple, whole, and part of the plastic bag that he ate a few nights ago. I also noticed that the other two bottle nipples were missing off the counter, so i'll be waiting for him to either puke those out or poop them out. Tonight while I was upstairs putting the baby to bed Ruff ate an onion...like seriously an onion, well part of it! (Yes I know onions are poisonous to dogs, but trust me he'd need to eat 10 before it affected him because of his size). This dog is really testing my patience and obviously Brendon has had it with him and I'm sure would gladly get rid of him. But to me, he's our family member. Although I can't stand the drool, the dog hair, the inconvienance of having to walk him every time he has to go to the bathroom (because currently we have a mud pitt for a yard because its not developed yet). As much as he ruins our brand new house and brand new furniture. As much as I've had it with him getting into absolutely everything. When we bought him as a pup we made a commitment to him that in my eyes come hell or high water, he will always be with us. There have been so many times this dog has tested my patience, but heck! My children will do the same, and I won't be getting rid of them. Needless to say the dog is back to being kenneled when we aren't home and it seems like he could stand to be kenneled while we are home, but obviously we wouldn't do that to him. I sure hope he smartens up quick! ...I just heard him going down the stairs so I quickly ran to see what he was up to, and oh yes as I'm writing this my dog went into the kitchen and was counter surfing. Finally I caught him in the act and could lecture him for it!
xo
A
Ruff was my baby before I had a baby. Though Brendon's never really had a strong attachment/connection with the dog, I certainly have. We had completely different childhoods. My family always had a dog in the house, they were part of our family. Our Rottweiler passed away in 2009 at the age of 8 years old, from bone cancer and our miniature Dachshund also passed away in 2009 at the age of 17, because we felt he no longer had any quality of life and put him down (he was deaf, blind and my parents were moving to a new house as well, my brother was leaving to go to Australia for 6 months and wanted him to be able to say goodbye). Not only were they our family members, they were my best friends! I LOVE dogs. Brendon however, grew up on a farm. Dogs lived outside. When the dog got ill, or heck! if you no longer wanted it, you went out back and shot it. So you can see how I have much more of an attachment to our dog then he does.
Typically I'd rave about how good of a dog he is. He is so laid back and calm. They (google) refers to Great Danes as being gentle giants, he certainly is! He has been great with Beckham since we've brought him home. He typically is a great dog. Aside from drooling all over our carpet, walls and furniture and shedding like you've never seen before. I rarely complain about him. But this has changed...
I should start by saying that since he was a puppy, we trained him to not go in the kitchen. A dog that stands 4 1/4 feet tall does not need to be in the kitchen. When we moved into our new house, though it was a new kitchen, he just knew he wasn't allowed in it. But that all changed last week...
For months we were no longer kenneling him when we would leave the house for the day. I felt he had grown up and wouldn't get into anything. He would occasionally go into the baby's room and take out all the stuffies from his room, and sofie the giraffe and scatter them around the house but that was it. Young Ruff would have chewed those items, not just taken them out of his room. I left chicken on the kitchen counter last week and I guess that day Ruff decided he was going to go counter surfing, yes he ate the chicken and the baby's pacifier that day. The next day we went to bed and woke up to the reminence of a plastic bag, Ruff had ate 3 chocolate donuts and most of the plastic bag they were in while we were sleeping. The following day (yesterday) he ate an avocado and the majority of the avocado pit (which is like a stone) this was while I was home, but was upstairs feeding the baby. This morning we were awoken at 6am by Ruff puking. Ruff puked out a bottle nipple, whole, and part of the plastic bag that he ate a few nights ago. I also noticed that the other two bottle nipples were missing off the counter, so i'll be waiting for him to either puke those out or poop them out. Tonight while I was upstairs putting the baby to bed Ruff ate an onion...like seriously an onion, well part of it! (Yes I know onions are poisonous to dogs, but trust me he'd need to eat 10 before it affected him because of his size). This dog is really testing my patience and obviously Brendon has had it with him and I'm sure would gladly get rid of him. But to me, he's our family member. Although I can't stand the drool, the dog hair, the inconvienance of having to walk him every time he has to go to the bathroom (because currently we have a mud pitt for a yard because its not developed yet). As much as he ruins our brand new house and brand new furniture. As much as I've had it with him getting into absolutely everything. When we bought him as a pup we made a commitment to him that in my eyes come hell or high water, he will always be with us. There have been so many times this dog has tested my patience, but heck! My children will do the same, and I won't be getting rid of them. Needless to say the dog is back to being kenneled when we aren't home and it seems like he could stand to be kenneled while we are home, but obviously we wouldn't do that to him. I sure hope he smartens up quick! ...I just heard him going down the stairs so I quickly ran to see what he was up to, and oh yes as I'm writing this my dog went into the kitchen and was counter surfing. Finally I caught him in the act and could lecture him for it!
xo
A
Sunday 23 June 2013
Self control...what's that?
I have totally fallen off track!
I have not been to the gym in, well ages.
I have thee biggest, and I mean thee biggest sweet tooth. Not only that, but I have zero self control when it comes to food. I never have and quite honestly, I don't think I ever will. But enough is enough. We leave for Maui in 3 months and I want to be in shape. Thin and toned.
Tonight I wrote little blurbs on post it notes such as 'Sunday is just around the corner...' 'Hungry...? Have a tall glass of water' ...you get my drift. I put these post it notes all around my house and hope that I can stay on track by doing this. I am going to try to cut out any added sugars, dairy, and breads. Dairy will be easy because the only dairy I have is cream in my coffee. Sugars and breads are my favorite things so that will be tough BUT on Sundays I will allow myself to have a cheat day. I wish I didn't need to allow myself to do this but quite honestly my diet consists of sugar and carbs and now I'll be limiting those two things 6 days a week, so in order to stay focused I need to have a cheat day.
Tomorrow I will be faced with my first challenge/temptation. My brother in law is in town visiting from Vancouver and we're going out for dinner with him. If I weren't eating clean I'm the girl that's ordering chili chicken on rice or poutine or something ridiculously unhealthy but tomorrow I guess I'll be ordering chicken with no butter/oil and a double side of veg with no butter/oil.
Wish me luck! Because I will need it.
It seems kind of crazy to me that I'm going to torture myself to get in shape only to get pregnant again. Oh well, it's what I want.
xo
A
I have not been to the gym in, well ages.
I have thee biggest, and I mean thee biggest sweet tooth. Not only that, but I have zero self control when it comes to food. I never have and quite honestly, I don't think I ever will. But enough is enough. We leave for Maui in 3 months and I want to be in shape. Thin and toned.
Tonight I wrote little blurbs on post it notes such as 'Sunday is just around the corner...' 'Hungry...? Have a tall glass of water' ...you get my drift. I put these post it notes all around my house and hope that I can stay on track by doing this. I am going to try to cut out any added sugars, dairy, and breads. Dairy will be easy because the only dairy I have is cream in my coffee. Sugars and breads are my favorite things so that will be tough BUT on Sundays I will allow myself to have a cheat day. I wish I didn't need to allow myself to do this but quite honestly my diet consists of sugar and carbs and now I'll be limiting those two things 6 days a week, so in order to stay focused I need to have a cheat day.
Tomorrow I will be faced with my first challenge/temptation. My brother in law is in town visiting from Vancouver and we're going out for dinner with him. If I weren't eating clean I'm the girl that's ordering chili chicken on rice or poutine or something ridiculously unhealthy but tomorrow I guess I'll be ordering chicken with no butter/oil and a double side of veg with no butter/oil.
Wish me luck! Because I will need it.
It seems kind of crazy to me that I'm going to torture myself to get in shape only to get pregnant again. Oh well, it's what I want.
xo
A
Friday 21 June 2013
4 months
Well yet another month has come and gone, and I find myself asking the same question...where has the time gone? My babe is 4 months old today!
We celebrated being 4 months old by getting his 4 month shots first thing this morning. I was obviously dreading it, but I was feeling pretty confident about it because at his 2 month shots he cried hard for all of a minute. Today was nothing like his 2 month shots...he cried...and cried...and cried some more. He was having a difficult time catching his breath because he was crying so hard! Tears ran down his face as he bawled for 7 minutes straight. He was SO upset. It was heart breaking! Other babies were coming out of the rooms content as can be. Now I know Beckham can be quite dramatic at times, but I can sympathize with getting 3 shots.
The last nurse we had did them bang, bang, bang and we were done. Today's nurse took her sweet time as she jabbed him. She poked him with the first one, then slowly got the second one ready, poked him with that one, by this point he was quite upset! She rang a bell to try to distract him, which calmed him a bit. Then she covered the needle site with a cotton ball and some tape and got him ready for his third jab. Well that just put him over the edge, he was hysterical by that point. Next time I will ask the nurse to be quick rather then drag it out and torture the poor babe!
He's sleeping in my arms with a bit of a fever as I'm typing this. Other then a slight fever he seems to be in good spirits, or did when he was awake.
Bekx was weighed and measured at his appointment today. He seemed to be long and thin, and that was confirmed by his stats today. Beckham at 4 months old you are 25 3/4" long, which places you in the 90th percentile for height and you are 14lbs 1oz which puts you in the 40th percentile for weight. It is hard to find clothes that fit you well! You are wearing 6 - 12 month sleepers, which are so baggy on you! Your shirts are 3 - 6 months but are getting short in the torso. You can wear 0 - 3 month shorts because your waist is so tiny but I usually put you in 3 - 6 month shorts and pants and make do with the waist being 3 inches too big. These sizes are based on clothes from baby gap as that is where the majority of your clothes are from. You are such a sweet boy. Strangers often comment on your relaxed/content demeanor. Your happiest time of day is in the mornings after you've slept for 12 hours (with two feedings now). You smile a lot. You have started to giggle which makes me squeal every time, the sweetest sound my ears have ever heard! You are usually only awake for an hour or two before you need a nap. You make it very apparent that you're ready for a nap because you start fussing/crying. To your family you are absolutely perfect and you are SO loved.
xo
A
We celebrated being 4 months old by getting his 4 month shots first thing this morning. I was obviously dreading it, but I was feeling pretty confident about it because at his 2 month shots he cried hard for all of a minute. Today was nothing like his 2 month shots...he cried...and cried...and cried some more. He was having a difficult time catching his breath because he was crying so hard! Tears ran down his face as he bawled for 7 minutes straight. He was SO upset. It was heart breaking! Other babies were coming out of the rooms content as can be. Now I know Beckham can be quite dramatic at times, but I can sympathize with getting 3 shots.
The last nurse we had did them bang, bang, bang and we were done. Today's nurse took her sweet time as she jabbed him. She poked him with the first one, then slowly got the second one ready, poked him with that one, by this point he was quite upset! She rang a bell to try to distract him, which calmed him a bit. Then she covered the needle site with a cotton ball and some tape and got him ready for his third jab. Well that just put him over the edge, he was hysterical by that point. Next time I will ask the nurse to be quick rather then drag it out and torture the poor babe!
He's sleeping in my arms with a bit of a fever as I'm typing this. Other then a slight fever he seems to be in good spirits, or did when he was awake.
Bekx was weighed and measured at his appointment today. He seemed to be long and thin, and that was confirmed by his stats today. Beckham at 4 months old you are 25 3/4" long, which places you in the 90th percentile for height and you are 14lbs 1oz which puts you in the 40th percentile for weight. It is hard to find clothes that fit you well! You are wearing 6 - 12 month sleepers, which are so baggy on you! Your shirts are 3 - 6 months but are getting short in the torso. You can wear 0 - 3 month shorts because your waist is so tiny but I usually put you in 3 - 6 month shorts and pants and make do with the waist being 3 inches too big. These sizes are based on clothes from baby gap as that is where the majority of your clothes are from. You are such a sweet boy. Strangers often comment on your relaxed/content demeanor. Your happiest time of day is in the mornings after you've slept for 12 hours (with two feedings now). You smile a lot. You have started to giggle which makes me squeal every time, the sweetest sound my ears have ever heard! You are usually only awake for an hour or two before you need a nap. You make it very apparent that you're ready for a nap because you start fussing/crying. To your family you are absolutely perfect and you are SO loved.
xo
A
Monday 17 June 2013
Giggles!
Beckham belted out his first giggles on Thursday morning. I didn't blog about it then, in case it was just a one time thing, but it certainly wasn't!
I have never heard anything sweeter! I loved/love the coo'ing, and the big smiles he does, but giggling...be still my heart. I can't get enough of him or his sweet little, usually serious personality! Oh the joy this baby brings me. :):)
xo
A
I have never heard anything sweeter! I loved/love the coo'ing, and the big smiles he does, but giggling...be still my heart. I can't get enough of him or his sweet little, usually serious personality! Oh the joy this baby brings me. :):)
xo
A
Friday 14 June 2013
Blessed
I wanted to post this yesterday, but, I was too exhausted to type.
I am a HUGE family girl. Call me biased but I think I have the best family. Everyone of them is so genuine, caring, loving, generous...just to name a few of their qualities. I'm going to speak about one family member in particular in this post, but just know they are all equally amazing individuals.
I have been close to my Nanny (grandmother) since I was in diapers. She holds a very special place in my heart. When we moved from Yorkton to Regina, my Nanny moved to stay close to us. When we moved from Regina to Calgary, she moved to Calgary. When my parents moved to St. Albert a couple years ago, my Nanny moved to St. Albert. It is very evident that she can't live without us, nor can we live without her being close.
Yesterday morning I called my Nanny to ask her to look after Beckham, so I could go back to my parents house and hopefully catch up on some sleep. I got about 3 - 1 hour increments of sleep the night before. One night with little sleep is manageable. Three consecutive nights with little sleep, and I was struggling! (My husband is out of town working). I hadn't known the true meaning of sleep deprived until this week!
'Well rested babies make happy babies and well rested parents make happy parents and happy parents make better parents.' Amen to that! (I got that little blurb out of a book)
I dropped Bekx off with my Nanny and drove to my parents house to nap. I had just layed down and the phone rang, it was my Nanny calling. The bottle I left her with was leaking like a siv and the baby was soaked in milk, not to mention he couldn't eat. Since I nurse Beckham, he isn't bottle fed and there was obviously a malfunction at the junction with this bottle! My plans of napping were ruined. I hopped in the vehicle and drove back to my Nannys to feed the baby. I decided I'd just lay down in her bed and try to sleep, while she looked after him. I never did fall asleep because by this point I was overtired and all I could think of, was how badly I needed to sleep. This used to happen when I would work nights. I physc myself out and am unable to sleep. I rested for an hour.
My Nanny, Beckham's GG, has been such a huge part of his life. She loves him like no other, and though she's almost 80 years old and I feel bad that she might struggle to lug him around, she is always more then happy to help me out! She has babysat for me numerous times, while I go to appointments. He really lights up her life and its so amazing to see how much love she has for her entire family. Her grandchildren mean the world to her and now so does her great grandson.
I talk to my Nanny at least once a day. She is the first person I call when I'm upset (usually something my dogs done). Though her words are rarely comforting ('just shoot him!'), I know she just hates to see me upset. This woman is straight laced and as real as they get, she says it how it is, and never sugar coats it. I guess I take after her?...so they say!
We ended up spending the entire day there with her and she had so much fun cuddling and playing with him. And I got a break, as I just visited with her and fed him when he was hungry. Though I never did get to catch up on sleep, we had a very enjoyable day. I can only hope that I can give my family the love, help, and the generosity that she has given to me and my son,each and every day of her life. I love this lady more than words can say! I am so blessed to call her my grandmother.
xo
A
I am a HUGE family girl. Call me biased but I think I have the best family. Everyone of them is so genuine, caring, loving, generous...just to name a few of their qualities. I'm going to speak about one family member in particular in this post, but just know they are all equally amazing individuals.
I have been close to my Nanny (grandmother) since I was in diapers. She holds a very special place in my heart. When we moved from Yorkton to Regina, my Nanny moved to stay close to us. When we moved from Regina to Calgary, she moved to Calgary. When my parents moved to St. Albert a couple years ago, my Nanny moved to St. Albert. It is very evident that she can't live without us, nor can we live without her being close.
Yesterday morning I called my Nanny to ask her to look after Beckham, so I could go back to my parents house and hopefully catch up on some sleep. I got about 3 - 1 hour increments of sleep the night before. One night with little sleep is manageable. Three consecutive nights with little sleep, and I was struggling! (My husband is out of town working). I hadn't known the true meaning of sleep deprived until this week!
'Well rested babies make happy babies and well rested parents make happy parents and happy parents make better parents.' Amen to that! (I got that little blurb out of a book)
I dropped Bekx off with my Nanny and drove to my parents house to nap. I had just layed down and the phone rang, it was my Nanny calling. The bottle I left her with was leaking like a siv and the baby was soaked in milk, not to mention he couldn't eat. Since I nurse Beckham, he isn't bottle fed and there was obviously a malfunction at the junction with this bottle! My plans of napping were ruined. I hopped in the vehicle and drove back to my Nannys to feed the baby. I decided I'd just lay down in her bed and try to sleep, while she looked after him. I never did fall asleep because by this point I was overtired and all I could think of, was how badly I needed to sleep. This used to happen when I would work nights. I physc myself out and am unable to sleep. I rested for an hour.
My Nanny, Beckham's GG, has been such a huge part of his life. She loves him like no other, and though she's almost 80 years old and I feel bad that she might struggle to lug him around, she is always more then happy to help me out! She has babysat for me numerous times, while I go to appointments. He really lights up her life and its so amazing to see how much love she has for her entire family. Her grandchildren mean the world to her and now so does her great grandson.
I talk to my Nanny at least once a day. She is the first person I call when I'm upset (usually something my dogs done). Though her words are rarely comforting ('just shoot him!'), I know she just hates to see me upset. This woman is straight laced and as real as they get, she says it how it is, and never sugar coats it. I guess I take after her?...so they say!
We ended up spending the entire day there with her and she had so much fun cuddling and playing with him. And I got a break, as I just visited with her and fed him when he was hungry. Though I never did get to catch up on sleep, we had a very enjoyable day. I can only hope that I can give my family the love, help, and the generosity that she has given to me and my son,each and every day of her life. I love this lady more than words can say! I am so blessed to call her my grandmother.
xo
A
Wednesday 12 June 2013
Two words
Two words.
Two horrible words.
Sleep Regression.
Not familiar? Check out this article... https://www.babysleepsite.com/how-we-sleep/4-month-old-sleep-regression/
This week has been a challenge. I'm exhausted. Sometimes waking up 10+ times a night to give Beckham his pacifier, or worse, try to get him to fall back asleep, obviously doesn't make one feel rested come morning!
A couple weeks back I wrote about his 3 month growth spurt that had me catching fewer z's. Well this is much worse than that! He will be 4 months, next week, and a lady at my new moms group mentioned that this is quite possibly what he's going through right now. As much as I hope it isn't, it seems like it is. And being a single(ish) mom, and not having my husband home to help, officially sucks!
Praying he figures his sleep patterns out soon! ...but if you read the article it states 'Some parents will be one of the lucky few whose baby will go back to sleeping well in 2-4 weeks, however, not all of us will be that lucky. For example, I find that babies who need a pacifier to sleep where you are replacing it many times per night do not stop needing that pacifier to sleep.' With that said, I think I'm hooped.
Well it was sure nice to have a baby that slept for 12 hours in his crib for a few weeks anyways.
I'm tired.
xo
A
Monday 10 June 2013
Single(ish) mom!
I'm a wife to a husband that works out of town. In the winter months we can expect him to be out of town for 4 nights a week. During spring break up we usually can expect him to be home most nights.
This has not been the case.
He has been out of town for the past three work weeks. And not this past weekend but the one before he was at a ball tournament that was out of town so he really hasn't been home in 12 days until this weekend. Yesterday he told me that he'll be out of town next week too.
Beckham and I have got into such a groove of not having him around, that it really isn't THAT bad. Sure we'd love for him to be home every night, but sometimes you just have to sacrifice. We've chosen to live the lifestyle we're living and an in town HSE Supervisor job would probably not pay our bills. This is a means to an end because one day we hope to be working for ourselves and have him home every night. One. day...soon. It makes me sad, and I'm sure my husband sad to not get to really see our son grow up and to miss his milestones. But like I said, this is a means to an end...
This past weekend we partook in our fourth annual 5km walk for ALS, also known as Lou Gehrig's disease. My father in law passed away from this horrific disease in 2009 at the age of 59. Gone way too soon. This is something near and dear to our hearts. We will continue to partake in this walk in the years to come as a tribute to my father in law and my sons grand dad, that he sadly never got to meet.
On Sunday I took full advantage of having Brendon home, and decided to jump in my car and head to the grocery store...without the baby! I honestly didn't know what I was going for other then to get out of the house, alone. I was gone for all of 15 mins. And came back with strawberries, bananas, raspberry's and this chocolate that you microwave and dip fruit in and it hardens on the fruit, nutritious, I know... It was SO nice to even just get out and have a break for 15 mins. Not to mention to not listen to a baby cry in the vehicle. Ahhh it was nice. I contemplated going for a drive alone but went back to make dinner. I appreciated and enjoyed every minute.
This ended up being a very random post! I am anything but a writer and this blog is a seriously terrible read. But I am only doing it for myself.
xo
A
This has not been the case.
He has been out of town for the past three work weeks. And not this past weekend but the one before he was at a ball tournament that was out of town so he really hasn't been home in 12 days until this weekend. Yesterday he told me that he'll be out of town next week too.
Beckham and I have got into such a groove of not having him around, that it really isn't THAT bad. Sure we'd love for him to be home every night, but sometimes you just have to sacrifice. We've chosen to live the lifestyle we're living and an in town HSE Supervisor job would probably not pay our bills. This is a means to an end because one day we hope to be working for ourselves and have him home every night. One. day...soon. It makes me sad, and I'm sure my husband sad to not get to really see our son grow up and to miss his milestones. But like I said, this is a means to an end...
This past weekend we partook in our fourth annual 5km walk for ALS, also known as Lou Gehrig's disease. My father in law passed away from this horrific disease in 2009 at the age of 59. Gone way too soon. This is something near and dear to our hearts. We will continue to partake in this walk in the years to come as a tribute to my father in law and my sons grand dad, that he sadly never got to meet.
On Sunday I took full advantage of having Brendon home, and decided to jump in my car and head to the grocery store...without the baby! I honestly didn't know what I was going for other then to get out of the house, alone. I was gone for all of 15 mins. And came back with strawberries, bananas, raspberry's and this chocolate that you microwave and dip fruit in and it hardens on the fruit, nutritious, I know... It was SO nice to even just get out and have a break for 15 mins. Not to mention to not listen to a baby cry in the vehicle. Ahhh it was nice. I contemplated going for a drive alone but went back to make dinner. I appreciated and enjoyed every minute.
This ended up being a very random post! I am anything but a writer and this blog is a seriously terrible read. But I am only doing it for myself.
xo
A
Saturday 8 June 2013
Funk!
I'm in a funk.
I haven't been to the gym for 2 weeks...yes you heard me correctly for two. weeks. Bahh!
The first week I missed because of appointments and just laziness and last week we took the week off because Beckham was sick, and got me sick. So I don't have a lot of energy. I'm still sick but regardless, I have to get back to the gym and get out of this funk!
It used to be part of my morning routine, I enjoyed going and working out. But now to think of working that back into our routine, sounds depressing. How can two weeks off make you not want to step foot back into the gym?
xo
A
I haven't been to the gym for 2 weeks...yes you heard me correctly for two. weeks. Bahh!
The first week I missed because of appointments and just laziness and last week we took the week off because Beckham was sick, and got me sick. So I don't have a lot of energy. I'm still sick but regardless, I have to get back to the gym and get out of this funk!
It used to be part of my morning routine, I enjoyed going and working out. But now to think of working that back into our routine, sounds depressing. How can two weeks off make you not want to step foot back into the gym?
xo
A
Sunday 2 June 2013
Sick again...
This baby has thee weakest immune system and unfortunately catches everything (and I am the anal Mom that practices hand hygiene like crazy and harps on my husband to do the same before touching our child!) This is the third time he's been sick and he's only 14 weeks old. The last two times were just severe congestion. We deal with congestion on a daily basis as he has esophageal reflux disease. We have the head of his crib elevated and he was on medication for 8 weeks but he still continues to suffer. The first time he fell sick, he was only 3 weeks old and he was very congested. B was out of town working, and it was in the evening that his symptoms were getting worse. I was talking to my Nanny (grandmother) on the phone and she decided she wanted to come stay with me to help out. The amazing parents I have, picked her up and drove her to my house, making a pit stop at the drugstore and picked up a hydra sense kit. The hydra sense nasal aspirator has been a life saver, it is a must have for any parent with a baby. Anyways, this time around Beckham is not only really congested, but has a bad cough. He has been coughing for the past 4 days, but it's been very inconsistent and quite honestly sounded like a fake cough, so I had wondered if he learnt how to cough and just 'coughed' to make noise. This morning he woke up with more of a barking sounding cough that is very persistent. I guess this changes my plans to get back to the gym this week. I refuse to be THAT person that I curse about that continues to bring their snot nose, coughing, sneezing child to strollercise, a class that is for mom AND baby. I am certain these past two illness' he's picked up from there. One of the children had croup the last time we went and his stroller was next to the child with croups stroller, as I wasn't aware he had it until the next day... I hope Beckham's better by Wednesday so we can still attend our new moms group! Here's to hoping.
xo
A
xo
A
Saturday 1 June 2013
And then there were three! (Only 3 months late!)
Your first breath, took ours away...
After 16 long hours of labour, we welcomed our son, Beckham, on Thursday, February 21 at 4:23am, weighing 6lbs 10oz. Tears of pure love and joy ran down our faces as we met this perfect little guy for the first time, there are no words to describe how amazing it was.
Now whoever said childbirth is a beautiful thing, surely didn't go through what I just had. The only beautiful thing about it was this baby that was now laying on my chest. I seriously felt like a pig that had just been slaughtered! I won't go into too many details, but it just wasn't 'pretty'!
We were discharged on Friday around 8:00 pm, it wasn't until then, that I thought the whole labour/ birth was such an amazing experience. I remember getting teary eyed as we bid farewell to the nurses, that just brought my baby boy into this world, not to mention who cared for me. I don't think they get enough credit for what they do, what a rewarding job they have. I can still remember how the room was so perfectly lit, the anticipation and the love that I felt, oh the love that filled that room. I can see the crowd of doctors and nurses that were called to be on stand by and watched my baby be born into this world. The whole atmosphere was one to remember, everything was just so perfect. I wonder why doctors, other then my delivery doctor, were called to be there for the birth. Maybe it was because my amniotic fluid level had been so low, for so long? Or maybe they saw something they thought was a concern? Who knows. His apgar score was a 9, so there was no need to have any other doctor then the one delivering him, but I'm glad they had the others just in case.
The hours, days, and weeks following his birth were spent recovering and snuggling this perfect baby, that I call my son. I was totally out of commission for weeks after his birth, I had a brutal recovery. I couldn't walk, let alone get in and out of the vehicle, I know they say women's bodies are designed to give birth but I still don't think anything of that size should come out of 'there' comfortably. Which explains the long road to recovery. Luckily he is totally worth all the pain I went through! I couldn't love something more.
First we had each other, then we had you, and now we have everything.
xo
a
After 16 long hours of labour, we welcomed our son, Beckham, on Thursday, February 21 at 4:23am, weighing 6lbs 10oz. Tears of pure love and joy ran down our faces as we met this perfect little guy for the first time, there are no words to describe how amazing it was.
Now whoever said childbirth is a beautiful thing, surely didn't go through what I just had. The only beautiful thing about it was this baby that was now laying on my chest. I seriously felt like a pig that had just been slaughtered! I won't go into too many details, but it just wasn't 'pretty'!
We were discharged on Friday around 8:00 pm, it wasn't until then, that I thought the whole labour/ birth was such an amazing experience. I remember getting teary eyed as we bid farewell to the nurses, that just brought my baby boy into this world, not to mention who cared for me. I don't think they get enough credit for what they do, what a rewarding job they have. I can still remember how the room was so perfectly lit, the anticipation and the love that I felt, oh the love that filled that room. I can see the crowd of doctors and nurses that were called to be on stand by and watched my baby be born into this world. The whole atmosphere was one to remember, everything was just so perfect. I wonder why doctors, other then my delivery doctor, were called to be there for the birth. Maybe it was because my amniotic fluid level had been so low, for so long? Or maybe they saw something they thought was a concern? Who knows. His apgar score was a 9, so there was no need to have any other doctor then the one delivering him, but I'm glad they had the others just in case.
The hours, days, and weeks following his birth were spent recovering and snuggling this perfect baby, that I call my son. I was totally out of commission for weeks after his birth, I had a brutal recovery. I couldn't walk, let alone get in and out of the vehicle, I know they say women's bodies are designed to give birth but I still don't think anything of that size should come out of 'there' comfortably. Which explains the long road to recovery. Luckily he is totally worth all the pain I went through! I couldn't love something more.
First we had each other, then we had you, and now we have everything.
xo
a
Growth spurt?
Google says when a baby is going through a growth spurt that they wake frequently through the night, it also mentions at 3 months they go through a growth spurt. Well let me tell you...google seems to be right! This past week has been challenging, in the sense that I haven't got a lot of sleep consecutively. Although Beckham was still in his crib from 8:00 - 8:30pm until 8:00 - 8:30am, he was waking up every half an hour - 2 hours, not to eat, but because he needed his pacifier. You will almost always see him with his paci in his mouth, he is a paci boy. However, he typically falls asleep with it and sometime throughout the night he'll spit it out, and he's okay with that. This past week if the pacifier fell out, he fussed until you went and put it back in, he constantly had to suck, and he was wanting to eat twice in the 12 hour stretch, rather then his typical one time. Luckily, last night he was back to not requiring his paci when it fell out and was only up at 5:00am to eat. I hope he's gone back to his normal routine and that last week doesn't become our new normal. I didn't go to the gym once this past week, a combination of appointments, my new moms group, and exhaustion prevented me from going. I suck. You can bet I'll be there with bells on everyday except for Wednesday, as my new moms group conflicts with my strollercise/rock bottoms class.
Speaking of my new moms group, last Wednesday was our first class and I absolutely love it! We have an amazing group of moms and I can't wait to get to know them better and have some mommy friends!! It is put on through our health centre and I can't say enough good things about it!
xo
A
Speaking of my new moms group, last Wednesday was our first class and I absolutely love it! We have an amazing group of moms and I can't wait to get to know them better and have some mommy friends!! It is put on through our health centre and I can't say enough good things about it!
xo
A
Sunday 19 May 2013
3 months!
I find myself saying this all. the. time...'where has the time gone?' Our baby is 3 months old! Time is really going by way too fast. This baby brings me SO much joy!! I can't even tell you how many times in a day that I tell him 'I love you SOOO much.' My heart explodes with love for this little guy.
Beckham, in the past 3 months, you have changed so much... You're sleeping 7 - 9 hour stretches at night. You have gained 6.2 pounds. You have grown 6 inches. You have gone up 3 sizes in diapers (preemie, newborn, size 1, now wearing size 2). You are such a little talker, and coo all the time. You definitely know who your mommy and daddy are. Your eyes have got lighter. You smile. You are so close to holding your head up unassisted. You can roll from your tummy to your back. You love bathing. You are a routine baby, since getting you into a bedtime routine a month ago, (bath, boob, book, bed) you get cranky if we're late to do it. You love your pacifier. You love watching your mobile. You love music. You love sucking your fist. You drool a lot. You love watching baby Einstein, cartoons, and hockey. You are such a happy baby. You are so loved.
We are so excited to continue to watch you grow and develop. But for now, I wish time could be still, it is going by way too fast. You are such a blessing in our lives!! We love you more than words can say.
xo
A
Beckham, in the past 3 months, you have changed so much... You're sleeping 7 - 9 hour stretches at night. You have gained 6.2 pounds. You have grown 6 inches. You have gone up 3 sizes in diapers (preemie, newborn, size 1, now wearing size 2). You are such a little talker, and coo all the time. You definitely know who your mommy and daddy are. Your eyes have got lighter. You smile. You are so close to holding your head up unassisted. You can roll from your tummy to your back. You love bathing. You are a routine baby, since getting you into a bedtime routine a month ago, (bath, boob, book, bed) you get cranky if we're late to do it. You love your pacifier. You love watching your mobile. You love music. You love sucking your fist. You drool a lot. You love watching baby Einstein, cartoons, and hockey. You are such a happy baby. You are so loved.
We are so excited to continue to watch you grow and develop. But for now, I wish time could be still, it is going by way too fast. You are such a blessing in our lives!! We love you more than words can say.
xo
A
Thursday 21 March 2013
Introduction
A mommy, a wife, a dog owner, and now a blogger.
My husband, B, and I got married in September of 2011, and welcomed a beautiful baby boy, Beckham, in February 2013. Naturally, a blog seems to be the appropriate next step!
Over the next while I will play 'catch up' and work at making my blog a little prettier!
xo
A
My husband, B, and I got married in September of 2011, and welcomed a beautiful baby boy, Beckham, in February 2013. Naturally, a blog seems to be the appropriate next step!
Over the next while I will play 'catch up' and work at making my blog a little prettier!
xo
A
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