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Thursday, December 15, 2011

Two In A Row...

Evidently my son doesn't feel I do enough laundry in a day's time and continues to help me ensure I have plenty of sleepers, blankets and onesies to wash.

This morning following our 5:30am feeding, I was in the nursery changing Cruz and while I had his little feet hoisted in the air wiping his backside, he gave himself a shower....in the face and soaking his PJs. Surprisingly, this is the first time he's gotten himself in the face, but this follows a conversation yesterday I had with my sister Jen and then later my mom about needing to get a Pee-Pee Teepee "For the Sprinkling Wee-Wee" (just love the name!). Mom was saying she was surprised he hasn't yet gotten himself...oh how you speak to soon.

Prior to this little adventure, I was planning to head back to bed once I got him changed and back to sleep, but it's amazing how much laughing while your son showers himself with urine will wake you up and prohibit you from falling asleep....

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Showers....Bring Flowers??

Yesterday brought on a sick little guy. For some reason he had an upset tummy which started about 4pm and continued on throughout the night. I've never had to change so many dirty diapers...he pooped 4 times from 4pm to 7pm and last night when I was feeding him around 4am he cried through his entire bottle. It was heartbreaking.

Earlier this morning, I called his pediatrician to see if there was anything we could do to help him out and they asked us to take his temperature. Being the first time I had done this, I called for reinforcements...in the form of daddy. Nick held his feet and tried distracting him while I lubed up the thermometer. At first it wasn't working, so I pulled it out and Nick & I were reading the directions...and no one was paying attention to little man when he decided it would be a great time to shower us. It went everywhere! Down the changing table to the blanket which was on the floor in front of the chair and even hit the instructions I was reading in my hand! Nothing like a lot of clean up in the wee hours of the morning.

Fortunately, his temp was good and he is feeling better now. Let's hope it's passed and he will be back to his happy little self.

Monday, December 12, 2011

My Baby Boy: Four Weeks Old


Little Man is 4 weeks old! I feel like I will be saying this every week, but I can't believe how fast it's going...he's almost a month old! He continues to grow like a weed and has changed so much. His little face is filling out. Cruz is very alert and loves to check out his surroundings. He spent a lot of time with his cousins this weekend and I found myself envisioning what he will be like when he's a year old (like DeLaney), 3 years (like Aaysen), 4 years (like Sophia), 5 years (like Dayvaney), 6 years (like Kayden) and 17 years (like Blake).

  • Cruz had his first major car trip this weekend for DeLaney's Baptism & 1st birthday party in Emerson - he was such a good traveler. Although his mama is still riding in back with him while daddy drives.
  • He attended his first church service this week - and slept the entire time.
  • Cruz is crushing 4oz of formula these days - he's such a great eater!
  • The pacifier is becoming our friend - we are working on giving him the pacifier when he wakes up instead of immediately feeding him so we can extend the amount of time between feedings. Unlike our previous idea of "if he cries, give him the bottle."
  • This week also marks his first time being sick - Little Man woke up very congested in the middle of the night. We tried to remedy this with steam baths, running the humidifier & heater at night as well as a Vicks vaporizer. We also had to use the saline and aspirator to pull boogs from his nose. He HATED it at first, but toward the end of the week got used to it and just went with it.
  • When Cruz is upset, holding him in your arms while sitting down will not cut it. He loves to be walked around while you pat his little booty. 


Happy 4 weeks Little Mango!

Thursday, December 8, 2011

A Big Sigh of Relief

Well a big check mark was made on the to-do list yesterday...we found a daycare for Little Man. And as much as I really don't want to think about going back to work and leaving Cruz with someone other than his mama, it's something that had to be done.

A while back {you may remember} we weren't even looking at daycares, but instead wanted to hire a nanny. It seemed like a great idea, however, once we looked into the pros & cons of a nanny versus daycare and talked with family & friends - the overwhelming response was daycare. I started researching Omaha daycares and one seemed to stand out more than the others - the Primrose School of Legacy. So I scheduled a tour for Nick & I to take a look for ourselves....and boy did it not disappoint.

From the moment we walked into the building (with the high tech security system) to meeting Miss J (the director of the facility) to touring the rooms - we were sold. Primrose is an accredited school where Cruz will start learning immediately in the Infant Room and will also progress through each stage as he gets older. The caretaker to child ratio is 4 to 1 - which helps ease my concern that he won't get enough attention. They start teaching our children sign language as early as a few months old which means we will be able to communicate with Little Man much earlier than most parents (ala LJ and Robert DeNiro in "Meet the Fockers").

As much as I don't want to think about heading back to work and leaving Cruz with someone else, I am excited we found a place for him that we both feel really good about. It gives him a chance to interact with other kids and adults and gives us a chance to ease up on the baby talk a bit and get back to the real world.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Rub A Dub Dub...One {little} Man In A Tub

How did we spend our Saturday night you ask? Well, just like any other 30 year old couple would....

Cruz's first bath

Ok, well maybe not like the rest of the world, but it was a great Saturday night nonetheless. Nick & I braved "real" bath time with our little one this past weekend and overall would have to say it was a success. Up until Cruz's umbilical cord had fallen off we were stuck giving Little Man sponge baths of sorts. After the cord had fallen off last week, I was excited to pull out the Puj Tub and give our guy a real bath...and Nick was along for the ride....


Getting ready for bath

Decided I had to go #2 - Mom & Dad covered me up so I wouldn't freeze

Just changed and I. Want. My. Clothes.


First dip in the water...not too sure if I like it...

....nope, I don't like this bath thing after all

Please dry me off, daddy

Mommy, I'm not sure I like these baths

Ahh....nice & warm

Mmmm...ok, now I'm a happy boy

And now time for my favorite....football & boxing with daddy!


Monday, December 5, 2011

My Baby Boy: Three Weeks Old

I can hardly believe Cruz is three weeks old! Time has flown and I'm loving every moment of getting to know this little guy. He is really such a great baby...Nick & I have been so lucky. He rarely cries, if anything he fusses when he's hungry. He's a great eater, he is sleeping well (it could be worse, I hear) and he is just the most beautiful boy...I could stare at him all day.




My favorite things of this past week:
  • He has been so much more aware this week and spends more time awake. I love our early morning time when it's just him and I - and I get to stare away at him, taking in all of his changes.
  • He intently stares as he checks out his surroundings and takes in new sights and people.
  • He seems to recognize mommy & daddy's voices. If he hears one of us, his gaze quickly follows the sound.
  • His hands continue to be a great deal of interest to him. We barely have him swaddled and he's wriggling out at least one hand (generally his left first), if not both.
  • He's just about growing out of his newborn clothes. A couple of his outfits have already been retired since he cannot fully stretch out in them any longer. While I'm happy he's a growing boy, I'm so sad he's growing so quickly.



Happy three weeks, Little Man!