Finding calm in the chaos

Finding calm in the chaos

Thursday, October 30, 2008

sweet sounds (part two)

And, Sam has started making conversation with his loyal buddy, Doc, too.


Wednesday, October 29, 2008

sweet sounds (part one)

Sam's babbling has taken on some new sounds...and a new level of earnestness, too, especially when he talks to this blue toy.


Tuesday, October 28, 2008

a surprise visitor

Saturday morning, we got a call from Joe's good friend, Brandon. He was home on leave and was planning to arrive in Idaho Falls in a few hours. It was a whirlwind trip, but it was great to see him. That boy changes diapers, bathes babies, and does dishes!

Sam fell in love with his Uncle Brandon, who knew all sorts of fun games and could read a good bedtime book or two.

That evening, Joe and Brandon headed out for a few drinks with some of Brandon's cousins. Joe got home shortly after midnight, claiming he was too old to party much any more. Brandon proved that we were now old and lame as he stayed out all night and still had the energy to go duck hunting early the next morning (I knew he was out all night because Sam was sick and I was up all night, too...although, I think Brandon and I had very different experiences that night. :)Brandon's trip was all too short and he had to head back to Oregon to spend some time with his family before he ships out to Pakistan.

Come visit us again soon, Brandon!

Monday, October 27, 2008

rockin' and rollin'

This weekend, I left Sam on his playmat while I went to put in a load of laundry. When I came back, he'd flipped over to his tummy.

So, I flipped him back over and ran to get the camera...and when I got back, he'd flipped over to his tummy again!

Do you think I could catch it on video? Of course not! But here's as close as we got.

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Friday, October 24, 2008

to grandma's house we go

Sunday afternoon, after the Gemmers left for home, we headed over to my Grandma and Papa's for a lazy afternoon of visiting, napping, and playing.

Joe and Sam discussed the finer points of ceiling fans (Sam was mesmerized!).

Noah and Kevin watched a cartoon in an effort to get Noah to nap...he didn't.

Sam realized his Uncle Kevin is hil-ar-ious!! He couldn't stop laughing.

Preggie sat with her feet up for the most part. She was having a few contractions that day.

Noah also found the box of toys that Grandma keeps for visiting children.

Papa and Sam watched Noah chase Brookie (Schatzi's littermate). Sam "talked" to Papa the whole time.

Thursday, October 23, 2008

the Sandman Chronicles

This weekend afforded us the opportunity to take our bedtime show on the road. I feared for the worst, but hoped for the best as we loaded up our boy, our white-noise machine, and a borrowed travel crib and prepared to spend the night at Mom & Dad Kaufmans'.

We stuck to our bedtime routine with a few minor modifcations for travel (like bathing him in the sink and only reading one book since we neglected to bring any of our own). We also forgot to bring a baby monitor, so I had to listen carefully for him while he slept.

Surprisingly, Sam slept GREAT! So great, in fact, that we were very tempted to move into Joe's old bedroom permanently. He went to sleep without nursing for the night and napped for more than an hour at a time. Saturday night, he only woke up up ONE TIME! I felt like a new woman.

All that changed on Sunday night, when he came down with a cold and was up every hour and then awake, crying for two hours in the early morning. Oh, well...I guess that's the way life goes.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

back home again

Hello dear readers,
We got back from a weekend in L-town late Monday night. A special thank you to Daisy and Noah for sharing their colds with Sam and his mom. (If you two weren't so cute, I wouldn't have to hug you so much...and get your germs). Check out Deanna's blog for details about Amy's baby shower; she was much better about taking pictures than I was. I'll post more about our weekend in a bit; we've just had a few sleepless nights with a sick baby and we're just starting to unpack tonight.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

maybe she really IS a bird dog

Joe left early this Sunday to pursue his new obsession of duck hunting and decided to take Schatzi with him to run around. Both of us doubted she would actually be any help, but she does have a good time pretending, so Joe brought her along.

Not only did she point a hun (bird), she held down a wounded duck until Joe got there. Here they are with their bounty. (Schatzi was pouting because...well, who knows why? She just does that sometimes).

Doc really, really wanted to carry the birds around in his mouth. Not chew on them, just pack them around. He might be a good bird dog...if he were more reliable off leash. But, he makes a pretty good baby-sitter instead.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

pretty dogs

Schatzi and Doc finally got groomed. Oh, they smell so good and are so soft. Schatzi pouted afterwards, but Doc thought he looked pretty.

bearer of bad news

Being an NP is great.

Except when you have to tell your friend's husband he has advanced esophageal cancer.

Then, it sucks.

Monday, October 13, 2008

snow already?

It seems like it just got done snowing. And, now after a brief hiatus, the snow is back.
Oh, southeastern Idaho, how I hate your winters!

Sunday, October 12, 2008

weekly wisdom

For the last few weeks, I've taken great effort in preparing Sam's baby food. I've enjoyed making purees and applesauce. I've enjoyed it so much it's difficult to wait the 4 day interval you're supposed to observe before introducing new foods. But, I do....albeit grudgingly.

I love to watch his face as he tastes something new. It's hilarious, whether he likes the food or hates it. I love this so much that I've been feeding him new things at dinner time when I get home so I can have this experience...instead of wasting these firsts on the daycare ladies.

At first, I thought it was a fluke. Maybe it was the sweet potatoes that kept him waking up gassy all night long. I was stupid enough to repeat this mistake with peas...and applesauce. I'm a slow learner, but a several sleepless nights later, I realized my mistake.

Introduce new foods in the morning. You'll all sleep better at night.

Saturday, October 11, 2008

nothing says romance like a lay-out blind

I don't know if it's our personalities or five year of marriage, or both, but Joe and I aren't the most romantic couple. We don't buy flowers or do candle-lit dinners very often. We usually discuss gifts with each other before we buy them so we're sure we are getting each other what we really want. And Joe's been obsessed with goose hunting this fall. So, when Joe and I celebrated our fifth anniversary earlier this fall, I got him a lay-out blind. It wasn't romantic, but I thought he would like it.

He did...he proceeded to get it field-ready by smearing mud all over it.
Then it dried in our driveway for a few days, so it would be ready for opening day of goose and duck season (which was last weekend). The night before opening day, I woke up to feed Sam for his midnight feeding and found Joe downstairs, tinkering with his hunting gear. I reminded him that he was leaving early the next morning and he should go to bed.

He said, "I know...I'm just too excited to sleep!"

Then I knew I'd gotten him the exactly right anniversary present.

Friday, October 10, 2008

the Sandman Chronicles

So, we've been putting Sam down awake for about two weeks now and this is what last night looked like:

7:15pm Start bedtime routine
7:30pm Put him down awake. He goes to sleep without a pacifier or me stroking his head.
8:45pm Still I get ready for bed.
9:30pm Joe and I get in bed and talk, waiting for Sam to wake up.
10pm Still asleep...should I go to sleep? He'll be up any minute.
12am I wake up with a start. Is he dead? I go check on him. Still asleep.
12:30am He wakes up. Joe swaddles him. I feed him for five minutes. Back to sleep.
2:20am Wakes up. I feed him.
5:50am Awake with Joe
6:30am I feed him and we snuggle in bed till 7am

In summary:
Longest stretch of sleep: almost 5 hours!
Times waking: 2
Total time in bed: 11 hours

A mom could get used to this!

Thursday, October 09, 2008

i hate camo...

I believe there is a time and a place for camo: when you are hunting or if you are in the military. Otherwise, it should be folded and hidden away in a drawer. That means that babies should NEVER wear those stupid camo onesies they sell at Cabela's and Sportsmans' Warehouse. I have expressed this philosophy to many people, including Joe's coworkers and hunting buddies.

Someone (who shall remain anonymous unless Joe decides to ever give him up) thought it would be funny to exploit this dislike of camo and gave Joe a camo outfit to put on Sam. So, last weekend, I woke up and found my baby wearing this:

It's a good thing my baby is so cute that he even makes camo look good.

And, dear gifter, if you happen to be reading this blog, feel free to leave a comment so I can thank you. Really.

Wednesday, October 08, 2008

chunky campbell soup

Sam had his four month well child check yesterday.

Here are the stats:

Weight: 18 lbs 11 oz (that's above the 95th percentile).

Height: 25 inches (between 25-50th percentile).

He's a chunky kid.

Honestly, the work of growing is SOOO exhausting.

Tuesday, October 07, 2008

hard times at Casa Kaufman

Sorry about the lack of recent posts, dear readers. We've been sick. Let me tell you this: stomach flu is no fun before you have a baby. When you have a baby to take care of, it's pure hell. When your baby is sick, just want to die.

Thankfully, we're all on the mend and back into the swing of things.

Friday, October 03, 2008

weekly wisdom: teething bites

I knew something was up when my normally happy baby started to cry whenever someone looked at him funny. After running through the usual checks, I felt a sharp tooth poking his gums and knew we'd started the horrible adventure of teething.

We tried lots of Tylenol. It seems to help. At most, it helps the inflammation. At least, he likes the taste of it and that helps break the crying cycle.

We also tried teething rings, but he doesn't have the coordination to really get them to his mouth yet. So, we ended up holding an ice cube for him to suck on. The pros: it seemed to really help and he really liked it. The cons: Ah, there are so many! Frozen fingers, a cold mouth on my boob when he nurses, the ice is slippery and easily falls into his mouth as it melts (choking hazard!).
We also tried to find some teething biscuits so he could gnaw on something other than my fingers. Only...all the ones we looked at are wheat based and he's too little for that. So, we settled on these. Messy, messy, messy, but he likes 'em.
In my desperation, I even tried reflexology. Either I'm doing it wrong or it's a hoax. Didn't work.
I wasted my money on this:
Sam grimaced when I swabbed his gums and cried outright when I tried a second time.
Then a friend recommended these:
They have belladonna in them, so they "relax" a crying child. Whatever...I'm not above drugging him. I haven't tried them yet, though.
I saw this online and thought it was a cool idea. Has anyone tried these? It's a "Razbaby" and you freeze the tip and use it like a binky.

Any other tips for surviving teething???

Wednesday, October 01, 2008

the Sandman Chronicles

This column is dedicated to all you new parents out there, who like us, are suffering from sleep deprivation. We're working on sleep training with Sam and these columns chronicle our progress. We're using the No Cry Sleep Solution as the foundation for our plan.

August 15-August 28: Establish a bedtime routine (bath, book, boob, bundle, bed). Pop him off the breast before he falls asleep. Joe walked him to sleep a lot. Our goal: Break the habit of being nursed to sleep.

August 28: Started going back to work. Lots of crappy sleep. Want to completely abandon the sleep plan completely.

Early September: Sam starts napping better at daycare. Who knows why? Still sleeping crappy at night. Still want to abandon the sleep plan.

September 20: Leave Sam to go out on a date. Experience the worse night's sleep EVER. Need to change up the plan.

September 21: Start giving Sam a "lovey" whenever we nurse. Put him down unswaddled so he can get used to sleeping through his spastic movements. Our goal: Now he's not being nursed to sleep, break the habit of swaddling.

September 27: Start putting him in his crib awake. I sit next to the crib and stroke his head while he stares at his mobile and goes to sleep. Our goal: no nursing, no swaddling, no walking to sleep. He falls asleep in his own crib. It's been working for the last three nights (knock on wood!)