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Six Months OooooOOOoold!

Wee!

I am a couple days late posting this, but shoot, I still can’t believe it…6 months old. In the past month she has met some huge milestones, she sits now, she began “scooting” on her belly, she is drinking from a sippy cup (sort of) and, she is now eating solid food, sweet potato, which we gave to her for the very first time on Valentines Day.

So far we’ve given her about a teaspoon of food each night to get her used to the whole idea. I think she was definitely ready because although she gags a bit and makes a funny face, the majority of the food we’ve given her gets swallowed and she “chews” it.

Of course, I am thrilled (both about starting solids AND sippy cup) because this means that the child will not starve if I am not around. Options feel amazing, like a huge burden has been lifted.

Sleep still doesn’t exist in our lives and I’ve completely given up on her napping in the bassinet or crib. Instead I strap her into the carrier 2 or 3x a day and she naps there for a good hour, no fuss. It works. As far as night time, she goes down between 8 and 9, wakes around midnight and, lately, has been up every fucking hour or two after that. She is still in the cosleeper attached to the bed. She would probably sleep better if I brought her into bed with us, but our bed just isn’t safe – double (yeah not even a queen), pillow top mattress… you get the boring idea. So for now we just roll with the punches. Hairy takes her in the morning while he gets ready for work, most mornings, so I can get 30 minutes of sleep.  I keep telling myself “it will be over soon” but, like, what if it isn’t?!

Anyway, she is so awesome and it’s the most amazing thing to watch her grow. I just wish she’d sleep because it’s fucking killing me.

Other than that, still no word on the move.  UGH. Also, it’s been snowing here pretty consistently which has me frantic and pacing around. Snow is neat and fun for like one day and then it just gets in the way of life. I am ready for Spring, so it really needs to hurry its ass up.

My Maui body is coming along. My boobs are doing pretty good, thanks. I should be ready for my bikini come summer. Because I am still breastfeeding, I am burning an additional 500-700 calories a day (whoo hoo! free workout!) so I am not going crazy with the exercise/diet. And I am eating chocolate, sensibly.  I work out at least 3 times a week in addition to making the daily store trips and lugging baby and bags up 6 flights of steps, so it’s enough. Any more and my milk supply would probably suffer (sexy).

I’d like to start doing non-baby videos again, for fun. I have a few ideas in mind, stay tuned for that.

Home, please, soon. xo



Winter…

I don’t like you

Ready to go home. Waiting to hear when.

On the edge of my uncomfortable seat.

Any day now… ugh, ugh, ugh.

 



The Incredible Shrinking MILF

OK, well not really but it sure feels like it.

here I was at 36 weeks:

 

36 weeks and six days pregnant

38 weeks:
38 Weeks + 1

here I am at 4 months post:

 

Not too shabby considering that I am not dieting at all. Although walking up 6 flights of stairs both during pregnancy, carrying 4 bags of groceries, and after, carrying a baby AND 4 bags of groceries, probably deserves some credit.  I have started doing 30-40 minutes a day of light weights/pilates to help me tone up and also because I am hoping it will help me to cope with my anxiety so that I don’t have to go back on meds. Sometimes when I am feeling especially anxious or nervous doing some jump ropes and/or lunges makes me feel really good, like a good stretch first thing in the morning, not like I am working out at all.  It’s hard to explain because I was expecting to be out of breath, gasping for air, once I started working out again.
Anyway, I am also feeling pretty desperate for some warmth and some sun. It has been snowing, but mostly raining, on and off these past few weeks and this whole “getting dark at 4Pm , sunrise at 8am” nonsense makes me feel like a big shit. Last night around 3am, while I was up with the  bb, I was lchecking out the sunrise/sunset chart and the days are slowly getting longer! I think it was something like an hour more of sunlight each month. Shoot, I will take anything I can get!

Typing of 3am, baby is having some serious sleep issues. She will not nap unless I have her strapped to me in the carrier (another cause of backpain) and getting her to sleep at night is something my entire building dreads. Oh, and as you can probably guess, she is not sleeping through. I try to be consistent with the nighttime routine but, I swear, if I am 5 minutes late (or early as I found out the hard way last night)  getting started its shrieks and screams to the point of vomiting for an hour while IN MY ARMS (the only person crying it out in this house is my husband) before she will settle into sleep. Talk about diva. Srrsly. What the heck.

Other than that she is just an angel! She loves her jumperoonie-roo and she is quite happy and giggly most of the time, as long as she isn’t bored, which she tends to get quite easily. She is a liiiittle high maintenance, this one. Also, she has become terrified of strangers. On Christmas Eve we went to a friends house for dinner (wait, did I tell you this story?). It was a small gathering but it was too much for her. Anytime anyone looked at her , she cried…and cried aaaaand cried. In fact, she cried so hard we had to leave before dinner was even served.

Soooo, I signed us up for Gymboree and we start Tuesday. I am sorry, but I cannot have a socially nervous child and if it means taking two trains (which we will have to) and walking ten blocks in the snow (this too) in order to socialize this child properly, I am doing it. We have no family here so the majority of the time it’s just us and we are cooped up indoors,  so I get why she’s freaking out and I feel terrible about it.

Welp, we are going for a walk, in the snow, to get some good old fashioned German fresh air… chow ya later!

(post typed with one hand, excuse all of it)

 

 

 



All better now

I dug myself out of that rut I was in a few days ago and I am feeling refreshed and ready to get back on track with my ultimate project.

There is nothing more motivating than staring at photos of yourself looking like this:

Honeymoon Maui

and the fact that we are moving back to the US in a few months, meaning that Hawaii is in our near future, is fuel to the fire engine in my fat pants.

I went from having a 24 inch waist to, at 9 months, having a 43 (roughly) incher. I am hovering around 27 inches now, so that’s 3 to go in addition to the inch of flab loitering around my hip region. I have successfully managed to get back into a few pairs of my old jeans but it’s muffing top central. Not Maui approved.

Anyway, here’s to 2012. New beginnings, new middles, new endings… revival.

Luv.



Smell ya later, 2011

Thanks for a shitload of memories, now go away.

2012, let’s do this!

 



Four months old

Georgie is four months old today and we just came home from her check up…

stats:

weight: 14.2 lbs

height: 26 inches

She shot up from the 40th perc., for weight, to the 62nd. Doc said to start her on baby num-nums at the end of the month, despite me telling them I wanted to wait until 6 months. They insisted she not only needs the iron but also that if I don’t get her used to the spoon now, I may miss the “window of opportunity” and she may never take it.

Soooo, my idea: give her the spoon to practice/play with and/or give her breastmilk on a spoon so that she takes the damn thing and I don’t go missing THEE opportunity and then, at 6 months, start putting baby num-nums on the spoon.

win.

I do realize that, as far as the bottle is concerned, I may have waited to long to try and introduce it and missed that special window which is why she flat out refuses. However, I have never heard of a baby/child starving to death because they never learned how to use a spoon :-? . A bottle is not a requirement for life… I think miss G will do just fine! Besides, where does it say that I have to start her with a spoon? Why not a fork? I’m thinkin’ we’ll go straight for the bone (what do you MEAN, baby back ribs aren’t FOR babies?!).

She got another round of vaccs and did not cry nearly as much as she did the last time.

Four months, holy crap. I’m gonna go bake a pie. xo



Sunday dinner

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was huge!