Thursday, January 27, 2011

Hi Jinx

Ha! Spoke too soon, didn't I. It's 2am and I've been up feeding 1.2.1 for the last half hour, and now she's just laying awake next to me, practicing her kung fu. Last night I even said to my husband how she must be gearing up for a long night, cause she had double the length of her normal feed. My how I was wrong.


If I'm perfectly honest, I'd be pretty gutted if I didn't get to enjoy 1.2.1 at this quiet time in the night occasionally. There's something about her wee face staring up at me, being lit up on one side by her seahorse, and on the other, by my laptop screen. Then when she's ready to go back to bed, she turns her head up and away, closes her eyes and sucks her fingers til I pick her up and pop back in bed. A very precious time. Just don't do it too often eh, 1.2.1.


My Google search of the day - Can vitamin overdose cause joint pain - Apparently it can. 

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Got Milk?

Dziękuję for joining us Poland. Good to have you onboard. This world domination thing is painfully slow. Ha, oh well, you can't fault a trier. 


So, I believe on my last post, I mentioned 1.2.1 only woke for a feed once, at 3am. That was Friday. Saturday, she woke at 4am. Sunday, she didn't wake at all. Not once. My almost 5 month old darling child let me sleep aaaaall night long. Well, ok, of course I didn't sleep all night, I kept waking wondering why the hell she hadn't got me up for a feed. I'd have to listen out for the smallest noise, just to make sure all was good. It got to 7am, I heard a sneeze, then nothing. I closed my eyes thinking I'd be woken a few minutes later... I opened them, looked at the time, and it was 8am! Still not a peep! I'm beginning to think something's wrong. I open her bedroom door quietly, and tip toe into her room, only to find her laying there, wide awake, just merrily sucking on her fingers. How long has she been like this? I start realising why some people have video monitors. I used to scoff at the thought of such frivolity. Oh how I laugh (on the other side of my face) now.


The next night, same deal. I woke to find she still hadn't demanded a feed, and again I went in to her room to find her chilling with her wee fingers in her wee gob. This is fantastic news for my sleep, but not for my lady lumps. They feel like (what I imagine is) a really bad boob job. I feed her and pump the rest. I fill the bottle, and then some. I end up with almost 9oz of the white gold. So I put it in a bottle thinking I'll try (once again) feeding her with it later. She takes a little, but she seems to spit out more than she swallows. I wonder why she likes it from one source and not another? She seems to actually like the bottle to chew on, just not for sustenance. When I've frozen it and tried to feed her, it's not been accepted, and it turned out it was off, so I was glad she hadn't ingested it. But why is it off? Is it my freezer?? Is it me??? Whatever the case, I've given up freezing and just keep trying on the fresh stuff, but since she won't take more than a whiff of that, what should I do with the rest? I have fun joking that I'm going to sell it, but really, there's got to be a better way. I look into donation, and it seems there is a really great source out there that takes donations to feed premature babies, so I'm actually seriously considering this. If I can help a tiny little being get the b(r)e(a)st start in life, who am I to argue?


Well, there's lots on the agenda this week, so I'll sign off here, but I hope I can keep warming my fingers on the keyboard and have some more gibberish to share.


My Google search of the day - is Prolacta Bioscience legit - and yes, yes it is.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Knowledge Isn't Always Power

I was very excited for 1.2.1 and my first mummy and baby yoga class this morning. I was slightly concerned about the timing of it since she has been taking some mammoth naps first thing, and I knew she'd need a nap before we left. So when she woke earlier than usual, I thought we'd both be safe to have a wee kip an hour later, when she got sleepy. I set my alarm and snuggled up with my pillow. A wee while later I woke to a sleepy whimper, and looked at my phone (also my alarm). It had gone off, but since my phone has been through several wars, it seems the volume doesn't work, and I never heard it. We were late and I knew we'd never make it. So, instead of kicking myself, I snuggled back up to my pillow since 1.2.1 had fallen back asleep. 


It's a six week class, so no real biggy. I do feel a bit bummed, but I also feel like it was a sign that I wasn't to wake 1.2.1 since she seems to be on a massive growth spurt. So much so, that by her afternoon nap, I kid you not, she didn't fit into her swaddle. Luckily I had some new larger swaddles on hand, being the (somewhat) organised mumma that I am. So, we'll go one more week without her baby peers, but I think we'll cope.


She has some new tricks. One, is crossing her fingers. A couple of days ago she started doing it with her right hand. I keep trying to take a photo of her doing it, so I can send it to the national lottery (UK), and get sponsored for their add campaigns. I don't know how normal it is for a four and a half month old baby to do this, but I feel strongly that they'll think it's pretty cute and pay me a boat load if cash... Huh, I just googled this phenomenon, and the youngest I can find anyone talking about is 9 months. People keep going on about how the information they read about this was "disturbing". What the hell? A baby crossing it's fingers is disturbing?? So upon further research people are talking about how it's linked to autism. Wow, didn't see that one coming. Oh my god, now I'm reading that sucking on their hands obsessively is a sign also... I'm laying off google for a while. 


So another fun thing she's doing is making growling noises like she's a monster. Next thing I'm going to read is that that's a sign of her being... a monster. Oh crap. I wish she'd stop gnawing on my stumpy finger and go back to sleep, mummy needs to go back to bed before she has a breakdown.


ON STRIKE FROM GOOGLE

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Sleeping Beauty

It takes many factors to be in alignment for me to be able to write this blog. It's clear that they have not been for quite a while. I don't know how I managed to write every day for so long at the beginning... I feel bad, cause some of you lovely, yet mental readers still check every day to see if I've written anything... but alas... tumbleweed.


So finally, the stars are aligned, and I guess an update is in order. 1.2.1 is still amazing... nuff said, think I can log off now. Nah but seriously, she just get's more and more awesome every day. She's still not taking a bottle, but she loves her car seat, she's sleeping like a champ (even though her blinds still aren't up), and she never ceases to amaze me with her daily development. If we had carpet in the house, I think she would just roll her way from place to place. A few weeks back she started trying to push up onto her knees, and using her head to scoot forward. She's very smart, but can be quite odd sometimes.


The sleeping issues that seemed to be ironed out and didn't want to jinx by talking about, have gone from good to excellent. Earlier in the week I woke at 2:30am and realised that she hadn't woken for her usual 11pm feed. So, since I was hugely engorged and wanted to make sure she was still breathing, I went in to nurse her. I found her laying there sucking on her favourite two fingers after managing to eek her right hand out the top of her swaddle. I fed her and decided that I'd leave her little hand where it was and see if it would stay peekabooing out, and I'd not have an escape act on my hands (when she removes both arms she can flip herself over and I still don't want her sleeping on her belly). So I made sure all was secure and went back to bed. I didn't hear another peep until 7am. At first I thought this was a fluke, but I've swaddled her with her right hand free every night, and right around 3am, I hear a wee bit of chatter and realise 1.2.1 is ready for her nightly snack. No crying, no wailing, just a wee bit of grunting and babble. Too cute... and awesome for me... 6 hours sleep in a row last night, then another 3 before morning. I'm the luckiest mum alive.


Two nights ago, she ended up being wide awake at her 3am feed, and was all ready to play with me. She kept popping off and looking up at me through the dim light from the hallway, and would give me a massive grin and a giggle. She did this a bunch of times, and as much as I was concerned that she wouldn't fall back to sleep, I couldn't help but giggle with her. It was very sweet. By the time she was done playing with her food, I had decided I would try putting her down anyway. She has this delightful seahorse that glows and plays lullabies, that she got for her Christmas, so I popped that next to her and walked out. When I got back to bed, she was far from asleep, but she wasn't crying, so I just dozed off listening to her cute little noises. Then the next time I woke, I realised she never cried, she just went off to sleep. I was amazed.


Tonight at bedtime, she didn't fall asleep at her last feed, so I decided I would try putting her down while awake again. I expected to hear her chat for a while, but as soon as I turned the monitor on, she was quiet. She had gone off to sleep on her own again. What a doll.


Her naps have been amazing too, so she's just this happy, well rested, delightful little girl. Not sure what I did to deserve such an amazing child, but I'll take it.


My Google search of the day - natural play mats - I want to cover her bedroom floor, so she can roll around until her hearts content.

Friday, January 7, 2011

Optimist Prime

Momentous day. I decided I couldn't take the mutual torture of having 1.2.1 scream her little lungs out in the portable car seat, so I got my husband to change it out and put the baby elephant in (literally, it's the same colour and everything). I thought that all was lost and we were just going to have to suffer when he put her in, cause she was bawling again. But, as we took off, she started settling down and just began sucking on her fingers and updating me every now and then with her cute little babble. Then she just fell asleep. This was on a 20 minute drive, so I was keen to see if it was a fluke. On the way home, it was even more clear that she was a much happier bunny in the grey beast. She was awake the entire journey and didn't cry once. I'm absolutely, positively, 100% super stoked about this revelation, because it was causing a lot of stress and I would avoid driving unless it was absolutely necessary, and that's not handy in a state where you have to drive everywhere.


The next item on the agenda? Taking a bottle. I received the highly rated, strongly recommended, very difficult to get hold of (in the US), MAM bottles. I could only try using them myself today (and that's about as likely to work as offering my husband his guinness through a dirty football players sock), but she actually sucked on it for a few seconds, which gave me hope. We'll get a better idea if they're going to work tomorrow, since I will not be the one administering them. There's a lot riding on these little suckers (pardon the pun), so they just better work... otherwise... actually I don't want to think of otherwise. I'm just going to be optimistic. After all that's what 2011 has been all about so far. I'm loving it.


My Google search of the day "post pregnancy knee pain" - self explanatory really.