Mason and I have been busy on the go! We've been doing the normal out and about - shopping! Mommy's favorite pasttime, Mason's new favorite thing to do ;0). Recently I hit up Kohl's because I had a $10 coupon and figured I would get Mason an outfit. On the way to the infant section, I passed the women's - a section I've avoided because I won't purchase anything until I've lost my baby weight. This time however, I see a very cute flowy summer dress and thought, oh I'll pick up a 2 (my normal size) and a 4, just to see. Hey, maybe it will give inspiration for loosing the weight. I head to the dressing room and to my surprise, I can zip the 2 up past my waist. The problem - my knockers. Not even close to closing around the bust. So I think, okay this is a good problem to have. I've always wanted big boobs. I try on the 4 and NOPE, not even close. A little annoyed, I head back to the women's section and I pick up a 6, thinking surely this will fit. Boy was I wrong. I couldn't bring myself to try on an 8, so I gave up. We'll see if the boobs settle down in a few weeks after I've lost the weight.
Speaking of the diary farm - nursing is SO much easier! Mason rarely chokes and really has great control when eating. The leaking is minimal and I nurse when we're out and having great success. Such a relief. It only took 6 weeks LOL but that is really the time it takes for your body to adjust and for the baby to get old enough to figure out what the heck is going on. Mason is still spitting up but I've just accepted the fact that some babies just spit up a lot.
This past weekend we went out to Mellow Mushroom with our friends Justin and Kristen Womack. They have 9 month old Mia, who is just so stinking cute! She is absolutely adorable and really a good baby! It's great to hang with other couples that have little ones. You get to share stories and realize that all your fears and worries are also shared by other moms. It makes you feel less alone.
That night was a little rough, Mason didn't really do his normal night time long sleep stretch. Lately he's been sleeping 5-6 hours at night - this night he was pretty much up every 3. I think we were just out of our routine and got home at a wierd hour, plus we fed him a bottle while at the restaurant. During the 4:30AM feeding I had Carter feed Mason another bottle. I was exhausted and needed the extra sleep. Plus, I hadn't been feeling well that week and needed an extra boost. Well, I never got the extra sleep, I continued to toss and turn and when 7AM came to get ready for church, I just wasn't going to make it. I turned to Carter and said I think I am going to stay home, but if you want to go, I'm okay with you taking Mason. There was no reason for Mason not to go. In fact, he's been at church every Sunday since his birth - a tradition I don't want to break. At first, I was a little excited. I would get to stay home and sleep soundly since I would be all alone, and Carter would finally have a chance to be with Mason, just the two guys and show him off at church. As Carter is getting himself ready, he asks if I will at least change him and put his clothes on. Of course I would, so I get up and get him all ready. By the time I finish dressing him, tears are rolling down my face. He was just so cute, and I truly hated the thought of not being at church with my family. I immediately felt like a bad mom. New moms are supposed to be tired and not feel good but still forge forward and get on with life. I cried for a full hour after they left. I kept telling myself, he's with his dad, his grandparents, aunt and uncle and cousin, Mason is perfectly fine and in amazing hands. I was just so mad at myself that I didn't get ready and go with them. Out of guilt, I spent my crying hour doing stuff around the house - an attempt to feel less guilty for staying home. During that time I made it worse by thinking of what it will feel like when I have to go back to work. I was really just throwing myself a pity party. I finally was able to lay down and get maybe an hour of sleep. In hindsight, it was probably good for me. It was Mason's first time without me and he was safe with his dad and his family. Baby steps. Next time maybe Carter and I will drop him off for an hour or two at the grandparents. It's so hard leaving your baby. I've been with him all day everyday for really the past 10 months.
Yesterday, Mason and I made a surprise visit to Caterpillar. I was excited to finally show him off to everyone. At first, it was really weird being back, everyone looked a little different. I felt like I just left yesterday but my manager and my manager's manager made the comment that it feels like I've been gone forever and are ready for me to come back. 10 weeks left and I know it's going to fly by. These past 6 weeks have gone my in a flash. I cannot imagine leaving my son after 6 or 8 weeks. I would have to quit my job! We ended up spending several hours there and I have to admit I was a little sad leaving. July 29th is going to be a rough, bittersweet day!
Yesterday was also my 6 week checkup and I got the "all clear." I am excited to start exercising, it will give me something else to do during the day. Plus we are headed to Destin the last week in June, so I really want to be back to normal. 5 weeks to loose 8 pounds - I think I can do it. I am too young to start wearing a onepiece! I'm just hoping now that the ugly brown pregnancy line will go away by then. It's getting lighter but still there.
My Doc prescribed me the "baby pill" it's the only birth control pill for nursing moms. I am a little nervous though, she said it's a fickle pill. She said I need to take it same time every day. And when she says same time, she means within a 3 hour window. Woah I need to be diligent about taking this pill - I can't imagine doing this all over again in 9 months.
Carter and I have started talking about the next one. I think in a year Carter is going to be ready again but I'm not so sure about myself. It's different when you are the food source and are home with the kids. It's so much work and such an emotional rollercoaster. I know mom's forget about how hard the first two weeks are, otherwise, we would all be only children. To be honest, I am starting to forget how crazy the first two weeks were. I mean don't get me wrong, I know I was half-way to crazy but then I think, I will know what to really expect with the next one. It's one thing to tell people about having a baby, it's another to actually eperience it. You really have to experience it to know! I think I need Mason to be close to being out of diapers by the time the next one comes. I have so much respect for women that have their second child with a small one already at home. You really need a support system and Carter and I are so blessed to have both families in town and to have a very supportive church family. I just started cooking meals this week!
Well, Mason needs to visit the dairy farm and then I am going to mulch the front yard while Mason naps. Hopefully cicadas won't attack me while I'm out there!
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
May 9th, 2011
It's been a little while since my last post and since my mom is home sick today, I need to update my blog so she can be entertained for a moment.
Mason and I have been busy as usual. We've been out and about shopping, going for walks, and visiting family. Yesterday he was one month old. I can't believe how fast the time has gone and I know that the next three months are just going to fly by. I have to admit, it's pretty awesome being a housewife. On Friday I went to the nail salon to get pedicures with my girlfriends, Tabitha, Pam, Kayla, and Tatiana. I mean how awesome is it to get a pedicure at 11 AM on a Friday afternoon? Who does that? Housewives do, that's who. Ugh, I am going to hate going back to work. Let's be clear though, I will miss the pedicures but above everything else, I am going to miss my little Mason. It's hard to imagine women having to go back after 6 weeks. I couldn't do it. I think I would have to quit my job.
Mason is growing like a weed. Every day Carter comes home from work and says, he looks so much bigger, he really does! He still eats like a champ. Last night he went 5 hours in between feedings! Hopefully he starts spreading them out permanetly. The previous two nights he went 4 hours. But then after those big stretches, he reverts back to 3 hours. Hey, it's better than nothing.
My little milk machine has turned into a real pacee baby. If he's awake and he's not in the car, stroller or moving around, he has to have his pacee. I'm a little nervous that he can't be awake with out it, but I feel better when I hear stories of other mom's who have kids that have to fall asleep with one and wake up everytime the baby spits it out. Luckily, Mason doesn't have to have it to go down to sleep. He just really likes to suck. I am hoping that the older he gets and is able to actually play, he will be distracted and not want to pacee any more.
I am really ready for the next two week to fly by because at that point I will be cleared for exercise. I've been walking but I really need to kick it into high gear since we will be going to Destin the last week in June. Luckily, breastfeeding is the best diet ever and I only have a little over 10 pounds to go. Although 10 pounds isn't a ton, I don't fit into ANY of my clothes. I am way too small for maternity and my jeans don't quite fit (I have to use a hair band to close the button). I'm just a little chubby in the belly and thighs and I know I will loose it quick if I can start to really exercise. I am not about to go out and buy any clothes since I know I won't stay this size and I'm over wearing the same three shirts and three dresses over and over.
Well daddy is home and we need to have dinner and get some stuff done around the house. Be back soon!
Mason and I have been busy as usual. We've been out and about shopping, going for walks, and visiting family. Yesterday he was one month old. I can't believe how fast the time has gone and I know that the next three months are just going to fly by. I have to admit, it's pretty awesome being a housewife. On Friday I went to the nail salon to get pedicures with my girlfriends, Tabitha, Pam, Kayla, and Tatiana. I mean how awesome is it to get a pedicure at 11 AM on a Friday afternoon? Who does that? Housewives do, that's who. Ugh, I am going to hate going back to work. Let's be clear though, I will miss the pedicures but above everything else, I am going to miss my little Mason. It's hard to imagine women having to go back after 6 weeks. I couldn't do it. I think I would have to quit my job.
Mason is growing like a weed. Every day Carter comes home from work and says, he looks so much bigger, he really does! He still eats like a champ. Last night he went 5 hours in between feedings! Hopefully he starts spreading them out permanetly. The previous two nights he went 4 hours. But then after those big stretches, he reverts back to 3 hours. Hey, it's better than nothing.
My little milk machine has turned into a real pacee baby. If he's awake and he's not in the car, stroller or moving around, he has to have his pacee. I'm a little nervous that he can't be awake with out it, but I feel better when I hear stories of other mom's who have kids that have to fall asleep with one and wake up everytime the baby spits it out. Luckily, Mason doesn't have to have it to go down to sleep. He just really likes to suck. I am hoping that the older he gets and is able to actually play, he will be distracted and not want to pacee any more.
I am really ready for the next two week to fly by because at that point I will be cleared for exercise. I've been walking but I really need to kick it into high gear since we will be going to Destin the last week in June. Luckily, breastfeeding is the best diet ever and I only have a little over 10 pounds to go. Although 10 pounds isn't a ton, I don't fit into ANY of my clothes. I am way too small for maternity and my jeans don't quite fit (I have to use a hair band to close the button). I'm just a little chubby in the belly and thighs and I know I will loose it quick if I can start to really exercise. I am not about to go out and buy any clothes since I know I won't stay this size and I'm over wearing the same three shirts and three dresses over and over.
Well daddy is home and we need to have dinner and get some stuff done around the house. Be back soon!
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
May 4th, 2011
Boy oh boy have Mason and I been out and about! Where do we start? Well on Sunday we went to church and then I was able to successfully nurse him in the church nursery after Sunday school before going to lunch with the Toungette family. All of a sudden breastfeeding got a whole lot easier. It was right as I hit the 3rd week my supply starting getting more under control and I was not leaking so much. I'm able to nurse without bath towels and I am just using Tatiana's trick of letting the breast pad catch everything. Those little pads are SUPER absorbent! Unfortunately it's about $8 for a box of 60 and I use one every time I nurse, so I plow through a box pretty quickly, but hey it's a hell of a lot cheaper than formula! Still though when Mason first latches on, he is still getting a little too much but once there is a little let down, he is able to stay latched on for a 5-10 minute stretch. Anyways, after we nursed we all went to Shane's Rib Shack, daddy's favorite place and then hit up Target before heading back to church for my shower.
Monday was awesome - my mom had the day off for her birthday so she decided to come and spend the day with Mason and I. Her birthday was actually yesterday, but it made more sense to take Monday off. We hit up a bunch of stores in the Spring Hill area, Ross, Kohls and Target. We didn't have much luck with buying anything, but it's always fun to just be out and about shopping with my mom. Afterwards we hit up Sweet CeCe's for a "nice" treat. Yumm I love that place. For some reason, every time my mom and I go out shopping we always have some issue where it's like dumb and dumber. Well, it's actually just me being dumb, my mom usually brings me back to sanity. The first time we ventured out with Mason when he was two weeks old, we went to Kohls and could not freaking figure out how to fit the car seat in the stroller. I knew it had to snap in and I was sure it was rear facing and I just didn't understand why it wasn't snapping into place. My mom suggests that the back needs to be pulled down, but I was convinced that wasn't it. Here we are in the parking lot trying to put the seat in the stroller looking like idiots for 10 minutes. Finally I realize my mom was right and I figured out how to move the back down. Duh. Then as we are rolling around in Kohl's, I'm like what the heck, this thing is not easy to maneuver around corners. Then I realize the lock is on the front wheels. Duh again! Well this time, we are getting back in the car after leaving Kohls and I can't find my keys! My mom said my face turned white as I empty my diaper bag and realize the keys are not in there. Immediately I start thinking ugh, I will have to call Carter, but likely he won't be able to leave work so I'll have to call a lock smith which will surely be $60. Ugh I was so annoyed. Then I flip up the little storage container in the front of the stroller and sure enough there they are. Then of course I get the lecture from my mom that I need a routine and that as soon as I get out of the car I put my keys in the same place in my diaper bag so I don't ever forget where they are and loose them. She's right, I need to be more organized. Heaven forbid I lock Mason in the car or us out of the car on a really hot day. Oh and that day I was able to successfully nurse in the car in the parking lot! 2 for 2!
Since yesterday was my mom's actual birthday, Mason and I went to visit her at work so she could flaunt her grandson to all her friends. We just hung out and on occasion she would let someone hold him. Oh and I was able to nurse in her office - 3 for 3! Being able to nurse while out is such a relief since I don't have to worry about rushing home. Such a breath of fresh air! Shortly after getting home, I went next door to visit with Tabitha. She has been overloaded with school work and finals and we haven't seen each other much, so we stopped over for a quick visit. All of a sudden Carter comes over, opens the door and says we have got to go! He realized that tonight was his mom's retirement celebration and we were late! Now I am thinking crap, it's 5:30 now, and Mason has to eat at 6. He will need to eat while we are in the middle of the ceremony. We rushed home grabbed the diaper bag and flew out the door. Luckily my mom and sister bought me the Medela hand pump for my church shower. I grabbed that and decided I would be redneck and pump in the car on the way up there. Once we got there it wasn't long before Mason was ready to eat. I had pumped 3 ounces and was pretty sure that would be enough. Well he dominated the bottle and was still hungry. I then go to get a pacee to satisfy him just until it's over and I realize I don't have one. We ran out of the door in such a hurry. I can't believe I forgot it! This kid likes to suck and was not going to be happy if he was still a little hungry plus not having a pacee. I put him over my shoulder to rub his back and sooth him and sure enough he spits up and it goes right down my shirt in my bra. Nice. I pass him to Carter as I attempt to clean up a bit. Mason starts getting fussy and then Carter attempts to give him the nipple from the bottle to settle him down which totally doesn't work. He starts crying and I take him out of the auditorium. Luckily Melinda was just done being recognized. I head to the bathroom to change his diaper and of course there is no fold down changing table. Why would there be, the ceremony was at Freedom Middle School. Ugh, so I change him on the counter hoping this will make him a little more happy. But nope, I was wrong. I take him in the hallway and walk him around but he was not happy. At this point I am about to head back to the car to nurse him when Mrs. Stinson comes up to me. She is Melinda's good friend and co-worker. She tells me I can use one of the classrooms to nurse. So I go in this room off the hallway, shut the door (so I think), sit at the desk with my back to the door and begin to nurse. Within a few minutes, a little two year old comes barging in the room and comes behind the desk and just looks at me. Then his dad comes following saying oh, I am so sorry, Max come on let's go. I am so embarrassed as I cover my boob with my hand. The guy picks up his kid and leaves the room and then doesn't shut the door! I'm thinking really? Thanks buddy. Fail - 3 for 4! So now I have to stop nursing, cover up to go and shut the door. This time I made sure it was shut all the way. I go to call Carter to tell him I think we should head home and of course, as I call him, his phone starts to vibrate in the diaper bag. I'm thinking really? What a night. Right as we finish nursing, I hear the ceremony is ending and I head out of the room to be met by Carter and Mrs. Stinson. Luckily she found Carter and told him where I was. I hand Carter Mason and say I think we should go and sure enough as I look in the car seat, a pacee is sitting right there. Wow, really? What great luck I've had. So now that he is fed and has a pacee to settle him back down, we decided to stay for the reception right after which was great because I was hungry and they had fried chicken and fruit tea. What a night!
In the car on the way home I get a call from my neighbor Kayla. She says did you hear what happened? I say no and my heart drops knowing something bad was about to come out of her mouth. She said a couple of ambulances were in the neighborhood at Tatiana and Joe's house. Apparently Chloe, their 9 month old fell off the changing table and she could only move one side of her face and wasn't moving her neck. They rushed her to Vanderbilt. Carter and I prayed hoping everything would be okay. Today we heard the amazing news that Chloe is fine and is going back for a check up but the doctor's cleared her last night.
Let me say, Tatiana is an amazing mother and accidents happen to EVERYONE! This past year, my nephew and 3 year old neighbor fell down a flight of stairs. Just about every child I know at some point or another have been rushed to the hospital for something. It's so scary because at some point it's bound to be Mason, Carter and I. And seeing how Mason is Carter's son, we are almost guaranteed to be at the hospital regularly. Melinda jokes that they were late to just about every big family event because they would have to stop at the hospital for something. I think Carter has broken just about every bone twice. It's important to remember that although children seem fragile, they are resilient and heal very quickly. Luckily, Chloe was released and doing well, but please keep the Hajek family in your prayers.
Monday was awesome - my mom had the day off for her birthday so she decided to come and spend the day with Mason and I. Her birthday was actually yesterday, but it made more sense to take Monday off. We hit up a bunch of stores in the Spring Hill area, Ross, Kohls and Target. We didn't have much luck with buying anything, but it's always fun to just be out and about shopping with my mom. Afterwards we hit up Sweet CeCe's for a "nice" treat. Yumm I love that place. For some reason, every time my mom and I go out shopping we always have some issue where it's like dumb and dumber. Well, it's actually just me being dumb, my mom usually brings me back to sanity. The first time we ventured out with Mason when he was two weeks old, we went to Kohls and could not freaking figure out how to fit the car seat in the stroller. I knew it had to snap in and I was sure it was rear facing and I just didn't understand why it wasn't snapping into place. My mom suggests that the back needs to be pulled down, but I was convinced that wasn't it. Here we are in the parking lot trying to put the seat in the stroller looking like idiots for 10 minutes. Finally I realize my mom was right and I figured out how to move the back down. Duh. Then as we are rolling around in Kohl's, I'm like what the heck, this thing is not easy to maneuver around corners. Then I realize the lock is on the front wheels. Duh again! Well this time, we are getting back in the car after leaving Kohls and I can't find my keys! My mom said my face turned white as I empty my diaper bag and realize the keys are not in there. Immediately I start thinking ugh, I will have to call Carter, but likely he won't be able to leave work so I'll have to call a lock smith which will surely be $60. Ugh I was so annoyed. Then I flip up the little storage container in the front of the stroller and sure enough there they are. Then of course I get the lecture from my mom that I need a routine and that as soon as I get out of the car I put my keys in the same place in my diaper bag so I don't ever forget where they are and loose them. She's right, I need to be more organized. Heaven forbid I lock Mason in the car or us out of the car on a really hot day. Oh and that day I was able to successfully nurse in the car in the parking lot! 2 for 2!
Since yesterday was my mom's actual birthday, Mason and I went to visit her at work so she could flaunt her grandson to all her friends. We just hung out and on occasion she would let someone hold him. Oh and I was able to nurse in her office - 3 for 3! Being able to nurse while out is such a relief since I don't have to worry about rushing home. Such a breath of fresh air! Shortly after getting home, I went next door to visit with Tabitha. She has been overloaded with school work and finals and we haven't seen each other much, so we stopped over for a quick visit. All of a sudden Carter comes over, opens the door and says we have got to go! He realized that tonight was his mom's retirement celebration and we were late! Now I am thinking crap, it's 5:30 now, and Mason has to eat at 6. He will need to eat while we are in the middle of the ceremony. We rushed home grabbed the diaper bag and flew out the door. Luckily my mom and sister bought me the Medela hand pump for my church shower. I grabbed that and decided I would be redneck and pump in the car on the way up there. Once we got there it wasn't long before Mason was ready to eat. I had pumped 3 ounces and was pretty sure that would be enough. Well he dominated the bottle and was still hungry. I then go to get a pacee to satisfy him just until it's over and I realize I don't have one. We ran out of the door in such a hurry. I can't believe I forgot it! This kid likes to suck and was not going to be happy if he was still a little hungry plus not having a pacee. I put him over my shoulder to rub his back and sooth him and sure enough he spits up and it goes right down my shirt in my bra. Nice. I pass him to Carter as I attempt to clean up a bit. Mason starts getting fussy and then Carter attempts to give him the nipple from the bottle to settle him down which totally doesn't work. He starts crying and I take him out of the auditorium. Luckily Melinda was just done being recognized. I head to the bathroom to change his diaper and of course there is no fold down changing table. Why would there be, the ceremony was at Freedom Middle School. Ugh, so I change him on the counter hoping this will make him a little more happy. But nope, I was wrong. I take him in the hallway and walk him around but he was not happy. At this point I am about to head back to the car to nurse him when Mrs. Stinson comes up to me. She is Melinda's good friend and co-worker. She tells me I can use one of the classrooms to nurse. So I go in this room off the hallway, shut the door (so I think), sit at the desk with my back to the door and begin to nurse. Within a few minutes, a little two year old comes barging in the room and comes behind the desk and just looks at me. Then his dad comes following saying oh, I am so sorry, Max come on let's go. I am so embarrassed as I cover my boob with my hand. The guy picks up his kid and leaves the room and then doesn't shut the door! I'm thinking really? Thanks buddy. Fail - 3 for 4! So now I have to stop nursing, cover up to go and shut the door. This time I made sure it was shut all the way. I go to call Carter to tell him I think we should head home and of course, as I call him, his phone starts to vibrate in the diaper bag. I'm thinking really? What a night. Right as we finish nursing, I hear the ceremony is ending and I head out of the room to be met by Carter and Mrs. Stinson. Luckily she found Carter and told him where I was. I hand Carter Mason and say I think we should go and sure enough as I look in the car seat, a pacee is sitting right there. Wow, really? What great luck I've had. So now that he is fed and has a pacee to settle him back down, we decided to stay for the reception right after which was great because I was hungry and they had fried chicken and fruit tea. What a night!
In the car on the way home I get a call from my neighbor Kayla. She says did you hear what happened? I say no and my heart drops knowing something bad was about to come out of her mouth. She said a couple of ambulances were in the neighborhood at Tatiana and Joe's house. Apparently Chloe, their 9 month old fell off the changing table and she could only move one side of her face and wasn't moving her neck. They rushed her to Vanderbilt. Carter and I prayed hoping everything would be okay. Today we heard the amazing news that Chloe is fine and is going back for a check up but the doctor's cleared her last night.
Let me say, Tatiana is an amazing mother and accidents happen to EVERYONE! This past year, my nephew and 3 year old neighbor fell down a flight of stairs. Just about every child I know at some point or another have been rushed to the hospital for something. It's so scary because at some point it's bound to be Mason, Carter and I. And seeing how Mason is Carter's son, we are almost guaranteed to be at the hospital regularly. Melinda jokes that they were late to just about every big family event because they would have to stop at the hospital for something. I think Carter has broken just about every bone twice. It's important to remember that although children seem fragile, they are resilient and heal very quickly. Luckily, Chloe was released and doing well, but please keep the Hajek family in your prayers.
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