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.
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The Incredible Shrinking MILF
January 7, 2012
OK, well not really but it sure feels like it.
here I was at 36 weeks:
38 weeks:
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
January 4, 2012
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:
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
December 31, 2011
Thanks for a shitload of memories, now go away.
2012, let’s do this!
Four months old
December 14, 2011
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
Cheer: CHECK!
December 9, 2011
Oh hai.
Christmas!
Here is a little recap of what’s been going down around he-ya..
Projects:
Gingerbread House.
I made a pattern, mixed it, baked it, assembled it and now it’s ready to be decorated! I haven’t made a gingerbread house since I was a kid and I so far I am happy as hell with how it turned out! You should smell my kitchen. It’s delicious. Only problem is, is that I cannot find candy canes ANYWHERE. WTF?!
Tree.
It’s up and it’s cute! It needs presents below and I need wrapping paper-sh00t. Santa has informed me that he will be making an appearance this year. He also sent over a request for nacho’s… hmm, I can dig it.
General Christmas Cheer and Happiness.
So far so good. We started making our own gluhwein which has improved my outlook on life – yay for that- and I’ve been playing about 1000 xmas songs on repeat in addition to having a lineup of xmas movies on rotation (Elf, A Christmas Story, Charlie Brown Christmas, Rudolph, Wonderful Life…). Don’t go shoving gum drops up your ass just yet!
Other than that, we had one night where the snow stuck for a few minutes, but no real snow which is so different from last year. Last year it began snowing on Thanksgiving day and I was really hoping that we’d have another white Christmas but it’s pretty doubtful. It makes such a difference though. It just feels more like Christmas when the streets are covered.
Baby is good. Baby is HUGE. She had a massive growth spurt and it now well over 26 inches long and about 13.5 pounds. She’s graduated into 6-9 month clothing. Crazy. She is desperately trying to roll over and is sitting, with support. So independent. Ugh, I am so not ready! She is putting everything in her mouth and drooling so much that I’ve had to change her pajamas, two nights in a row. I am not sure if this could be teething or just normal mouthing.
Sleep is hit or miss. Some nights she sleeps six hours straight, others four. I don’t feel the difference any more. I am used to being tired and used to functioning on tired. It amazes me when I read about babies sleeping 12 hours through at night. How is that possible?!
She has her four month Dr. appointment next week. More shots. Dr. said we could begin solids but I am waiting until 6 months because that is what the World Health Org now recommends and I think that they know what they are talking about, more-so than the wife of some Dr. who has no medical credentials whatsoever. Besides, I see no reason to start her on solids before she’s even sprouted a tooth. It just seems logical to wait until she’s got at least one before going there. Is that made up? I do know that chewing is a very important part of digestion and absorption of nutrients, right? So, if she can’t technically chew then what’s the point?
She is really starting to enjoy being read to. I have been reading to her since day one, but recently she has started to show real interest in the books. She grabs at them, touches the pages, tries to eat the pages… I even let her “choose” which books to read each night. Sometimes, she “reads” along with me by making sounds. It’s too cute.
Typing of sounds, G has discovered her OUTSIDE voice and, the other day, spent about an hour squeeling, squeeking and yelling at the top of her little lungs .
She is just the sweetest thing ever. Funny as can be, laughs at me pretty much all the time. I get it, I’m a dork.
Lately we’ve been loving these silly little duck songs on youtube:
check out the little series, it’s pretty funny (asshole duck!) haha
Oh, and NEWSFLASH: Daisy has finally acknowledged the baby! She licked her! It’s a miracle!
Gotta scram! xo
