Time to Eat My Words

I had posted a little while ago about how we avoided buying an exercise station for the baby and instead opted for a few small colorful toys.

Well, much to my chagrin.  Max wasn’t really taking to the toys.  In fact, he hasn’t been all that entertained by any of his toys.  I started to worry that maybe he’s going to have developmental problems.  Then, a friend of mine generously passed along her daughter’s exersaucer to me.  Max loves it.  He’s playing with all the little attachments and seems really happy there. Sigh of relief.


We’ve paid forward some of the other toys and clothes that were given to us when Max was smaller.  It’s amazing how quickly they grow out of it.

This week’s project is to build his crib.  I’ve come to the conclusion that unlike the bassinet, the crib will not fit in our room.  This will make for a tough transition period for all of us.  Max will give me long stretches of sleep, but only if we take him into our bed at some point in the night.  But while Max has outgrown the bassinet, I don’t think he’s ready for sleep training.  He’s not a self soother yet and I think he needs another month or so.

Oh, and I think Dr. Weissbluth can suck it.  I know some people love him to pieces, but it doesn’t sit well with me when authors tell me I better do things their way or else I’m selfish and harming my child.  Also, when authors tell me to distance myself from friends or family who disagree with their ideology, the similarities to a cult are a bit too much for me.


First Solid Food, First Purple Asparagus

Last night, I felt adventurous, so we gave Max his first taste of solid food — a little rice cereal mixed in with formula.  He took it like a champ.  I can’t say that he loved it, but he didn’t cry or spit it out.  I say he’s reserving judgment.


Meanwhile, for dinner J. and I had slow cooked short ribs in a homemade bbq whiskey sauce (made by J.) andpurple asparagus.  I’d never seen it before… but we were in a new market and I thought I’d give it a whirl.  Turns out, after cooking it just looks dark green.  I probably wouldn’t pay extra for it again.  But it was fun as a novelty.


First Night Away

I am back from a bachelorette weekend in Sonoma.  We had a great time.  It was my first night away from Max since he was born.   I think I did pretty well with it.  I called to check in 4 times.  Max did great with J. for part of the day and with my dad for part of the day.  It was good to be home. 



I wonder if babies can miss you at this age.  He turned 4 months last week!  For his birthday I took him to see the pacific ocean — but it was really windy, so we were out of the car for all of 90 seconds.  Maybe next time he’ll open his eyes.img_3481



My Contribution to Earth Day

Happy Earth Day!  Our home is a smidge less happy.  The whole family has a cold.  It’s our first family sickness, and Max’s first cold.   So, we haven’t had much sleep.

J. has introduced me to the Neti Pot.   It’s a wonderful tool to combat congestion or allergies.  Here’s a video link on how to use it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t8KOsNtpV8w.  The beauty of it (if you overlook the ick factor of anything nostril related) is that it does such an effective job of clearing sinuses and it doesn’t rely on medication or a boxfull of tissues.  It’s also easier on the skin so that you don’t end up with red nose action.

img_3478In other news.  I somehow volunteered to make a cake for a bachelorette party.  Thought I’d do a practice run with these zucchini muffins and loaf bread.  Here they are in the background.  It’s a Paula Dean recipe — which I’ve never tried before.  Looking forward to dessert tonight. 

(Oh, and I have extra shredded zucchini which I will put on freezer pizza from the farmer’s market tonight)

Savings is Fundamental – Update

Max is getting bigger and outgrowing some of his developmental toys.  I figured I would buy him a jumparoo type contraption.  This is a device that’s supposed to help entertain a baby in one spot giving the parent a little more freedom to move away.  I went to the store, prepared to shell out $100 on one of these things.  When I finally saw it up close, it seemed huge.  This thing would take up half my living room.

In the end, I settled on a few brightly colored small toys for a total of about $20 instead.  This picture shows one of Max’s favorites.


 I know some people swear by the jumparoo — but I have a feeling we’ll get along well without it.  (just like we did without the video monitor, and other odds and ends)

Back In the Saddle? Not so much.

During my pregnancy I loved loved loved my prenatal yoga class.  I was never  a yoga fan before, but I loved everything about the class.  We’d have 30 minutes of kvetch and complain time at the beginning where we share our aches and pains.  Then we’d have about 50 minutes of long, slow stretches that seemed to reach parts of my body I didn’t know I had.  Then 10 minutes of lying in the dark relaxing.   During that 90 minutes, I would be able to block out everything else in the world.  No worrying about work.  No running through to-do lists.  Just focusing on taking care of myself and the baby inside me.

Well, flash forward, I just went to my first yoga class post pregnancy.  Hate is probably too strong a word, but I’m definitely not a fan.  I dropped off Max in the day care upstairs — a first for me.  Made it into class a few minutes late — already a bad start. 

This class was all wrong for me.  Very few long slow stretches.   Mostly running drills through a series of moves, holding for 2 seconds at most, and thumping up and down on my knees for an hour.   Also, I couldn’t let go of the outside world.  I kept thinking about Max and wanted to get up there to take him home.  He missed his nap and was exhausted and there was too much stimulation in the day care to let him sleep.  So, I walked out before the relaxation time, because who was I kidding?  There would be no relaxing.

Did I mention it’s 95 degrees out?  Oy.

I wish there was a pre-natal type yoga for post-natal women.  As is, I’m not strong enough to do many of the ab-centered exercises of regular yoga.

I need to be cheered up.  Here’s a cute pic.img_3412

All’s Quiet on the Western Front

It’s finally quiet.  First time in years.  J. — who is sick — is taking a rare mid day nap.  Folks have taken the babies for a walk.  Sun shining through my window — I can see three roses outside.

No TV.  Did some reading. Did some dishes.  Cringe a little each time I hear the building door open and close.  Feel guilty for wishing it could stay quiet a little longer.  Sigh.

Progress Report

Sorry I haven’t posted much, but the double baby shift is quite tiring.    The good news is that the boys are in good spirits and interacting more and more.  Here, Hal is playing with Max’s feet while Max plays with the musical chair.  I hope we can show these pictures to the boys years down the road and they will get a kick out of how they were good friends from the start.

img_3384I bet that once this week is over and I’m down to one baby, it will feel like a vacation.

Classic Truffles, Classic D’OH!

img_3341For Easter with J.’s family, I thought I’d try my hand at making truffles.  First I had thought of buying people treats, but then again, I find the whole concept of Peeps revolting.  

So, the truffles would be a gift from Max, whom many of them were meeting for the first time.

I took time to find a simple recipe for truffles.  Picked up some paper cupcake linings in pastel colors.  Used purple sugar left over from making purple limeade rims at our weddings.   Made enough for everyone with a few extras for testing out — to avoid making a fool of myself.    Then I packed them in a insulated bag with an ice pack to keep them cold for consumption as we took them to the restaurant where we were meeting everyone.

They look good, don’t they?  Too bad no one got to eat any because 10 yards from the door I dropped them all in the parking lot.

J. and I did get to enjoy the test truffles at home.  And I got to have that nice mug of hot chocolate next to the truffles which I made from the chocolate remants in the sauce pan.  SO DECADENT!

Taking Pride In Ownership

First: my Savings Challenge act of the last few days was using a coupon for pizza last night. Yes, we ordered pizza (for pick up) as a treat for a very long week. As a kid, we used to clip coupons for fast food all the time. Then, somewhere along the way we decided that it wasn’t worth our time to even bother. But you know, there’s something gratifying about finding a coupon for something you want anyway.

Now, on the subject of this post. It amazes me how quickly stuff breaks or looks old. We have a few white mugs that J. and I use to drink tea and coffee every morning. Soon enough the inside of those mugs (and accompanying spoons) look stained and yucky. They go through the dishwasher like everything else, but they look so dirty that I’m embarrased to show them to guests.

Well, I saw a bit on the Today show where they recommended using a solution of 1 part baking soda, 3 parts hot water, filling the mugs to the top, mixing it up, and letting it rest overnight. The next morning, the baking soda will form a crust on the edges. Using a scouring pad and some elbow grease to remove the crust will show off a brand new looking mug. Likewise for the spoon.

I was so proud of myself as I marched with mugs to J. to show off my handywork. I hope I will be as resourceful when we finally own a home. Fixing things — or better yet, taking care of them so that they stay looking new.

I’m this close to plastic covers on my couch, grandma style. (It would sure help with all of Max’s spit up). img_2706

That reminds me, I took 3 of my throw pillows to the dry cleaner to spiff them up. I’ve never done that before. They sure did come out clean, but are lumpy now and have kind of lost their shape. I think I’d want to re-apholster the couch once Max gets a little older.

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