Thursday, July 31, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Sam kept pestering me this weekend to get this video posted. He wanted to say happy birthday to all of our July birthdays: Great-Grandma Altmiller, Great-Uncle Noy, Miss Rae, and Grandma Dori. It was supposed to be a birthday wish, but the kid just wanted to talk about poop...it's a big part of his life, what can you do?
Oh, and a special August shout-out to Uncle Steve (Jen & Steve will now be the same age for the next 3 weeks)!
Monday, July 28, 2008
Of course, we still have to background checks, etc., but all of her references have checked out, so we're making progress. She's going to start the week before I go back to work so she can learn Sam's routine and I can hover in my usual fashion. (I'm a great hover-er and--ask my husband--it's NEVER annoying!).
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Doc and I wanted to replace the fancy lip gloss we so carelessly chewed up. We got you this card to remind you that we were both puppies once and you will hopefully forgive us.
Schatzi and Doc Kaufman"
Inside the card, there was a tube of Bigelow Cinnamint Lip Shine...just like the lip gloss they sampled just before Christmas.
What thoughtful dogs I have!
And, here's how my awesome husband made my weekend.
1. Watched Sam for an hour (ok...so they napped together; it wasn't labor intensive) so I could pick up some baby stuff from a friend.
2. Took Sam out of the house for THREE hours so I could have some time to myself. (This was more labor intenisve...but Joe managed to buy some birthday gifts and rent some movies).
3. Took Sam and ran some errands today so I could have some bonding time with the dogs.
So, I used my very valuable free time to:
1. Dye my hair back to its natural color. (We're hiring a nanny...her salary is coming out of my highlighting budget, so I have to cut down on the maintenance). It's been about 5 years since I went au naturel. Neither Joe and I remembered it was so dark!
2. Cooked dinner and froze an extra meal.
3. Made a delicious smoothie.
4. Took a leisurely shower.
5. And, today, walked the dogs down to the greenbelt and back.
Of course, THREE hours is a long time to be away from your baby. When I finally was reunited with my boys, I was so glad to see them. I was holding Sam who was smiling and cooing with me. Here's my last bit of wisdom: be prepared for some serious let-down; Sam got squirted right in the eye. That ended his happy cooing for awhile.
Here's Sam's latest sleep schedule...
Wednesday night: Down at 8pm. Woke him up for a "dream feeding" at 9:30pm. Slept till 1am. Woke up again at 4am, up for the day at 6:30am. Mom is feeling quite refreshed after spending the previous two nights sleeping in a chair, holding the boy.
Thursday night: Down at 9pm. Slept till 1am. Woke up again at 4am and up for the day at 7am. Could this be the start of a new trend? No, not going to get my hopes up. Just going to enjoy feeling rested.
Friday night: Down at 9pm. Slept till 1am. Same 4am and 7am feedings. Oh my God...it is a trend! Still not going to blog about it...I have this sense that Sam will somehow "sense" I've told the world what a great sleeper he is and he will make a liar out of me.
Saturday night: Down at 9pm. Slept till 2:30am!! (The medical definition of sleeping through the night is sleeping 5 hours in a row). Up at 5:22am for a feeding and up for the day at 7am. My baby slept through the night...there is hope.
So, today, I'm feeling rested...hoping I haven't jinxed myself...and looking forward to more sleep of the just.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
2. Finding a childcare provider is a bigger deal than I imagined when I was pregnant...both in terms of time spent looking and the emotional component of leaving your child with someone for most of his waking hours. I've spent an estimated 40 hours researching various options, interviewing nanny candidates, and tonight, we are going to visit a home provider. I wish I could clone myself and my clone could take care of Sam all day while I went to work...oh, wait, I guess I *do* have a clone. Her name is Amy. Too bad she's going to med school and pregnant with twins.
3. Always, always overpack. You may think it's nice to travel lightly. You may think it would be worthwhile to have free hands. You may think after carrying a 13 pound baby all day, the last thing you want to carry is an extra suitcase....but, you would be wrong. Especially after finding yourself in Barnes & Noble with a baby who has spit up down his front, poop up to his back, and peed out the side of his diaper. Nevermind the state of your own clothing, which has suffered the consequences from previously stated mess. You curse yourself for your light packing philosophy as you rummage through the diaper bag only to pull out similarly soiled clothing and then find yourself out of diapers AND wipes. Yep, always, always overpack.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Although Sam has always been a pretty expressive baby, we're happy that he now has another way to communicate other than crying: he coos! This is a video of him having a long conversation with his Dad. We were at an outdoor concert; maybe he's offering a critique of the music?
Stay tuned...two months pictures coming this week.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Whew...this mom is ready for bed, too.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Friday, July 11, 2008
The plan begins to fail, though, when one person is too fat to fit into her regular clothes and another person finds out she is pregnant with twins and requires maternity clothes sooner than expected. Consequently, for the last 8 weeks, I have been alternating between 2 pairs of fat pants and one pair of fat shorts. I have 3 nursing tanks and about 5 nursing shirts to wear. Needless to say, my wardrobe is not very exciting.
All that is about to end, though...because yesterday I fit into a pair of prepregnancy pants. Yes, they looked like they had been painted on. No, I could not breathe very deeply. BUt, I got that zipper up! A few more weeks and a whole new wardrobe of possibilities is about to open up to this new mom...
Wednesday, July 09, 2008
Joe and I rehearsed the interview. I asked the questions...Joe provided his own answers. After several questions elicited strange looks, eye rolls, and outright laughter from me, he stopped and said, "Your husband would never be hired to watch your son, would he?"
Sunday, July 06, 2008
We missed most of Idaho Falls' famous firework display because I lost track of time and we left the barbeque too late. I promised Joe we'd go next year, but we did get to see the very end of the show while we were driving up the freeway. And, we missed most of the traffic and made it home without too much of a problem.
Friday, July 04, 2008
That's my son, already brilliant. He noticed his mobile and is tracking objects. Those are 8 week milestones, dear readers...and he's only 6 weeks!
2. A laundry basket serves as a wonderful bassinet, should your baby outgrow his travel bassinet while you are on your trip.
3. Be cautious while nursing in front of recently weaned children. Daisy saw us nursing and emphatically signed "please" repeatedly. Noah was obsessed with "having a boob" and when his request was declined, wanted to "hold a boob?". He settled for helping with the breast pump.
We also met up with my cousin Mandi, who is having a little girl in August (FOUR Altmiller babies in one year...must be something in the water). We did a little baby shopping for Mandi and I spotted this travel swing. Like any sleep deprived mom, I decided to buy it for the sake of getting a little extra sleep as Sam could sit up and it would sort of rock him to sleep. Unfortunately, there were no blue swings to be found, so we settled for pink. Noah liked the swing, too, although he was 5lbs over the maximum weight, so the seat just dragged the floor. Oh, well.
Wednesday, Sam met his Grandpa Fred and Uncle Jeff (who recently got his braces off and is looking evermore like his older brothers) and was reunited with his Grandma Dori again.
Thursday, Sam met the Altmiller great-grandparents. My Papa is a big man, but looks even bigger holding little Sam. Sam also got to meet the family dogs, Brookie (Schatzi's litter mate) and Moka (Mom's super hairy Akita mix).
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
Laura came by for a visit and, Monday, before we headed back over the pass to Lewiston, we met up with Daisy and Deanna at the Puyallup mall. Deanna was organized enough to remember her camera, so there are some cute photos of the kiddos.
To be continued...