Thursday, September 9, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
When The Rain Falls...
"I'm sorry but we have determined that since Tyler had heart surgery recently, he will not be eligible for health coverage for one year from your application".
Yep, awesome.
The Solid Rock I'm standing on is still solid, but my legs are feeling pretty shaky. Think I'm going to have to sit down for a bit.
Yep, awesome.
The Solid Rock I'm standing on is still solid, but my legs are feeling pretty shaky. Think I'm going to have to sit down for a bit.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Staying Home
I was in a terrible, very bad, no good mood the other night. It was one of those moods where I didn't know why, but everything just made me ripping mad. Took me all evening to sort out my mood, but I think I have it figured out...
That was the day I realized that my mat leave is half over. I know, I still have almost 6 wonderful months left, but it also means that 6 months have gone by. 6 MONTHS! I don't know where the time has gone. I also realized a shift in my mentality. At the beginning of my time at home with Tyler I surprised myself by how much I missed work. I craved the outside responsibility and obligations. Not to say that I didn't enjoy and feel fulfilled at home, but rather just wanted a piece from both worlds. Now I can't imagine going back to work. Tyler blesses me daily and to think about missing out on even one of those smiles or giggles just about kills me. We're in a place right now where I'm quite sure it won't be financially possible for me to be a stay at home mom, so I know that working (whatever that will look like) will be a reality for awhile. I am going to have to figure out how to just enjoy each day without thinking "this is one less day".
I'd love to hear from you if you've gone back to work after babies...how difficult was it? What were some things that made it easier? Any advice?
That was the day I realized that my mat leave is half over. I know, I still have almost 6 wonderful months left, but it also means that 6 months have gone by. 6 MONTHS! I don't know where the time has gone. I also realized a shift in my mentality. At the beginning of my time at home with Tyler I surprised myself by how much I missed work. I craved the outside responsibility and obligations. Not to say that I didn't enjoy and feel fulfilled at home, but rather just wanted a piece from both worlds. Now I can't imagine going back to work. Tyler blesses me daily and to think about missing out on even one of those smiles or giggles just about kills me. We're in a place right now where I'm quite sure it won't be financially possible for me to be a stay at home mom, so I know that working (whatever that will look like) will be a reality for awhile. I am going to have to figure out how to just enjoy each day without thinking "this is one less day".
I'd love to hear from you if you've gone back to work after babies...how difficult was it? What were some things that made it easier? Any advice?
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Vacation
I really don't know how to blog about our vacation to BC because if I told you everything about it we'd be here all day. This was one of the best vacations that I've had. We took 10 days off and spent time in the lower mainland, hitting up White Rock, Vancouver, Cultus Lake, the Zoo, and spent so many wonderful days with friends and family. Tyler was at the perfect age for travelling and LOVED everything we did, and everyone we met. I am so proud of my boy. Here are some highlights:
Tyler getting to meet my girls. It's such a wonderful thing when friends love your child and I loved watching them get to know him. It was so important to me.
Putting our feet in the ocean. Oh I love the ocean.
Taking Tyler to the zoo. Meeting a giraffe...how cool is that!
My own girl time. These girls are amazing and I do not get to see them nearly enough. I love it that a while a whole year has gone by since I've seen most of them, we just pick up where we left off - laughing :)
Getting to spend time with my wonderful husband and son. Spending 10 straight days together with no thoughts of work or other obligations was so much fun. I love my family :)
Tyler getting to meet my girls. It's such a wonderful thing when friends love your child and I loved watching them get to know him. It was so important to me.
Putting our feet in the ocean. Oh I love the ocean.
Taking Tyler to the zoo. Meeting a giraffe...how cool is that!
My own girl time. These girls are amazing and I do not get to see them nearly enough. I love it that a while a whole year has gone by since I've seen most of them, we just pick up where we left off - laughing :)
Getting to spend time with my wonderful husband and son. Spending 10 straight days together with no thoughts of work or other obligations was so much fun. I love my family :)
Monday, August 16, 2010
Sleep Experiments
I am the kind of person who likes to know what's going on. I like to know as much as possible about subjects so that I can always sound like I know what I'm talking about. I like to be informed. Tyler has taken this preference and thrown it out the window. He refuses to be figured out. We are currently experiencing adventures in the sleep department...I'm not sure if I should call this morning a victory, or just a momentary lapse in his resolve.
Tyler began sleeping through the night fairly early on. He was very scheduled, which I loved. He would go to bed around 8-8:30, sleep until somewhere between 5:30 and 7, wake up to feed, and go back to bed until 9. Every night. SO glorious. However about 2.5 weeks ago...everything changed. He suddenly decided that nighttime is not for sleeping, but rather for eating. Every three-four hours, in fact. I figured this would not be a problem as babies go through growth spurts. Two weeks later? Yeah...still every three to four hours. We've thought it could be a growth spurt, teething, uncomfortableness, but none of these are helping him (okay me) sleep.
Second aspect to this is how I put Tyler to sleep. He does not fall asleep on his own...I generally rock him to sleep with the necessary soother and geeeently put him down so he doesn't wake up and then quietly back out of the room. This doesn't often work and usually results in him stretching, stirring, and me going in and out of his room multiple times to plug the soother and sing songs. Every time he wants to sleep. 3+ naps a day, and then night time. I suppose I've done this to myself, but there is a large part of me that thoroughly enjoys having him reliant on me to put him to sleep.
This weekend I decided enough was enough. I was told the theory that if babies learn how to put themselves to sleep in the environment that they will be sleeping in, they will be less likely to wake up hoping for the same rocking and soothing that they want to be put back to sleep to. Trouble is...this results in a lot of screaming and crying...and I generally cave within the first, well, 47 seconds. Last night I decided not to cave. I was going to let Tyler cry for at least five minutes. I did it. It almost killed me. However, after he screamed his little face off for those five minutes, I went back in to plug the soother, and after leaving he (miraculously) calmed down. He proceeded to chatter to himself in his crib for close to 20 minutes. Thinking he was sleeping I peeked in a little while later. He heard me, turned over, flashed me the brightest grin ever, and went back to chattering. Process started at 8pm...baby sleeping by 9. No rocking or singing done. This morning I decided to try it again. I put Tyler in his crib, gave him his soother, and walked out. He is now sleeping...no crying has ensued.
This is a long post, I know...but I just need to process the fact that maybe...PERHAPS...my baby doesn't need me to put him to sleep anymore. I don't know if I should celebrate or cry. I'll probably do both.
Tyler began sleeping through the night fairly early on. He was very scheduled, which I loved. He would go to bed around 8-8:30, sleep until somewhere between 5:30 and 7, wake up to feed, and go back to bed until 9. Every night. SO glorious. However about 2.5 weeks ago...everything changed. He suddenly decided that nighttime is not for sleeping, but rather for eating. Every three-four hours, in fact. I figured this would not be a problem as babies go through growth spurts. Two weeks later? Yeah...still every three to four hours. We've thought it could be a growth spurt, teething, uncomfortableness, but none of these are helping him (okay me) sleep.
Second aspect to this is how I put Tyler to sleep. He does not fall asleep on his own...I generally rock him to sleep with the necessary soother and geeeently put him down so he doesn't wake up and then quietly back out of the room. This doesn't often work and usually results in him stretching, stirring, and me going in and out of his room multiple times to plug the soother and sing songs. Every time he wants to sleep. 3+ naps a day, and then night time. I suppose I've done this to myself, but there is a large part of me that thoroughly enjoys having him reliant on me to put him to sleep.
This weekend I decided enough was enough. I was told the theory that if babies learn how to put themselves to sleep in the environment that they will be sleeping in, they will be less likely to wake up hoping for the same rocking and soothing that they want to be put back to sleep to. Trouble is...this results in a lot of screaming and crying...and I generally cave within the first, well, 47 seconds. Last night I decided not to cave. I was going to let Tyler cry for at least five minutes. I did it. It almost killed me. However, after he screamed his little face off for those five minutes, I went back in to plug the soother, and after leaving he (miraculously) calmed down. He proceeded to chatter to himself in his crib for close to 20 minutes. Thinking he was sleeping I peeked in a little while later. He heard me, turned over, flashed me the brightest grin ever, and went back to chattering. Process started at 8pm...baby sleeping by 9. No rocking or singing done. This morning I decided to try it again. I put Tyler in his crib, gave him his soother, and walked out. He is now sleeping...no crying has ensued.
This is a long post, I know...but I just need to process the fact that maybe...PERHAPS...my baby doesn't need me to put him to sleep anymore. I don't know if I should celebrate or cry. I'll probably do both.
Friday, August 13, 2010
Bragging Rights
Caution: The next few sentences may contain messages of extreme vanity, pride, and other such nonesense.
I bought a pair of jeans yesterday. They were two sizes smaller than what I was wearing before. Before...as in BEFORE I GOT PREGNANT.
*ahem*
I just had to tell you.
I bought a pair of jeans yesterday. They were two sizes smaller than what I was wearing before. Before...as in BEFORE I GOT PREGNANT.
*ahem*
I just had to tell you.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Reflecting
I watched a dear friend of mine walk down the aisle yesterday and promise herself to the love of her life. It was a beautiful ceremony, and as weddings pretty much always do, it caused me to reflect a bit.
I was rocking Tyler to sleep this morning for his nap and thinking about how blessed I am. I am so happy it hurts. There is an ongoing debate out there if there really is just one perfect person for you, or if who you pick to be your soul mate is circumstantial. I don't know that I could have found a better man for me. We will be married for four years this month, and I am still blown away by how lucky I am. It is so true that God knows the desires of our hearts and he has given me mine.
Now, four years after our wedding, we've been blessed with Tyler. He coos and laughs and puts his fingers in my mouth and giggles with delight when I kiss them. He greets me every morning with smiles, and as far as I'm concerned is absolutely perfect. There's a song by Lifehouse called Everything, and the one line has been running through my head all morning:
"Could you tell me how could it be any better than this..."
See, I told you weddings make me sentimental. What a great journey I'm on.
I was rocking Tyler to sleep this morning for his nap and thinking about how blessed I am. I am so happy it hurts. There is an ongoing debate out there if there really is just one perfect person for you, or if who you pick to be your soul mate is circumstantial. I don't know that I could have found a better man for me. We will be married for four years this month, and I am still blown away by how lucky I am. It is so true that God knows the desires of our hearts and he has given me mine.
Now, four years after our wedding, we've been blessed with Tyler. He coos and laughs and puts his fingers in my mouth and giggles with delight when I kiss them. He greets me every morning with smiles, and as far as I'm concerned is absolutely perfect. There's a song by Lifehouse called Everything, and the one line has been running through my head all morning:
"Could you tell me how could it be any better than this..."
See, I told you weddings make me sentimental. What a great journey I'm on.
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