Thursday, August 30, 2012

7 Months- Tornado Austin!!!


I won’t bore you with more exclamations of “wow! Time is flying by!!” so let’s just get down to the fun facts of being a 7-month-old baby…

-weighs somewhere between 20 and 21lbs. The last time he was weighed was about 3 weeks ago and he was 19lb 11oz then.


-wears 9 months tops and 12 month pants

-has started to make consonant sounds and has the cutest voice I’ve ever heard. He says da-da, ha-ha, ya-ya, tha, ba-ba, bwa, gee and finally said “ma-ma” yesterday! Its cute, sometimes he talks really loud and sometimes it’s a whisper.

-says “tha” to toys a lot when he’s playing, so I think he’s trying to say “this”… yes. I’m convincing myself my baby is that smart!

-LOVES solid food and so far has liked everything he’s tried. He loves a bit of cinnamon in his oatmeal, and garlic in his veggies. Pears are still a big favorite, so are sweet potatoes.


-wants to feed himself and we let him… it usually ends in Henry cleaning the floor and Austin going into the tub.

-has started to eat dry snacks.. Puffs and Mumm-Mumm crackers

-Army crawls on his belly all over the house, and can get to a crawling position from a sitting position easily. He also can push up into a bear crawl position.

-has pulled himself up into a standing position a few times.. the first being over the weekend in the tub!


-refuses to sit most of the time. We try and set him down and he stiffens his legs and demands to stand. Loves to stand and hold our hands and walk.

-Is very brave and not afraid of anything. He dives right into new things and has no hesitation toward people or objects.

-likes to ride in the laundry basket.

-prefers to be held like a football and carted around that way as opposed to being held like a normal baby.


-loves going on walks and will usually fall asleep in his stroller with his feet up, totally lounging.


-took his first shoulder ride on Dad


-likes to play “jungle gym” and crawl all over me and Neal.

-needs to be entertained and interacted with. He will demand your attention if he thinks it’s not on him!

-recovers very quickly when he falls over when sitting or *ahem* falls off the bed. He’ll cry for a few seconds and then be over it.

-is still impossible to soothe to sleep sometimes and arches his back and fights you with all his strength. I have to just hang on for dear life and keep shhh-ing him and bouncing him until he gives up. And pray he doesn’t gouge your eyeball out. Because somehow he just knows to go straight for the eyeballs.
Whatever works to get him to nap!!!
-gets wild in the evenings when he’s tired and is just all over the place and super active…. Grunting and fussing the whole time because he’s tired but you try and put him to bed, BOOP! Pops awake. So we tried "cry it out" for the very first time Monday night. We put him to bed and he cried for 9 mins and fell hard asleep. He's gone straight to sleep every night since. I don't know if we are the luckiest SOB's on the planet and doing "cry it out" ONCE worked or what. But I'll take it!

-takes a few minutes to wake up in the morning and after naps. He’ll look around with a glazed look in his eyes and be really cuddly.

-sat in his first dugout with Daddy


-has eczema patches on his face, legs and back. We are trying different lotions on him to help clear this up.

-isn’t very analytical.. he doesn’t study toys… he just bangs them. He likes noise and rhythms and his piano toy.

-loves shoes, cell phones and remotes. He will do ANYTHING to try and get the damn remote.

-played in his first box


-performed his first head stand


-is one wild, crazy, active tornado of a kid!!!!

Friday, August 24, 2012

The Real Mama World #3- Bye Bye Bang Bang



Alternate title: Trying to Leave the House in the Morning with an Infant and Too Many Bags

Neal and I have a morning routine down.

Like drop it like its’ hot kinda down.

We wake up at 5:30am. The little man wakes up right at the same time, or sometimes a bit before or a bit after.

Neal goes and gets Austin up out of bed and changes him, while I shuffle to the bathroom and start on  my hair and make-up.

Neal brings Austin in to our bathroom to say hi to Momma (complete with huge grins and happy wiggles) and then takes him downstairs for Breakfast and Sports Center- cereal for Daddy, a bottle for Austin and the Top 10 plays.

I finish getting ready and Neal brings Austin up so I can dress him and then he goes back downstairs to get his school bottles prepped.

Done getting dressed, Momma and baby go downstairs as well… baby plays, Mom gets her lunch together and then it’s into the carseat, and things gathered to leave.

Here is where things get hairy.

Every single day I leave the house with:

-my purse
-my bag of breakfast/lunch
-Austin’s bag of bottles/food
-my work laptop in a huge backpack (that they MAKE me take home every night)
-some other bag of either Austin’s clothes to keep at school, his washed blanket, a package of diapers or wipes, or SOMETHING)

Outside we go… Neal hauls Austin out and I wrangle all the bags, into the Subuaru we go…me focusing on putting my lunch in so it won’t topple over, getting my phone out in case of emergencies, etc…

Neal clicks in the baby, talks to him, goofs around, gives him a toy, lots of kisses, kisses good-bye for me too…. Put the car into reverse, one last wave as Neal is walking back into the house… and…

BANG!!!!!!!!!!!!

I back up into our Mazda that was parked behind the Subaru in our driveway.

I look at Neal who is frozen at the front door and our faces say “did that JUST happen???’

Two seemingly intelligent adults who walked outside, NOTICED the cars parked in tandem, and STILL forgot in that fleeting moment when it was time to leave???

Really????

After Neal moved the Mazda (which dented the bumper of the Forrester a bit- damn Mazda!!) and I finally drive off, Neal texts me to say “well, we’ll  just chalk that one up to being distracted by a baby in the morning.”

Yep… that sounds good… better than “well, I guess you become a total ding-bat when you become a parent.”


Friday, August 17, 2012

The Real Mama World #2- Welcome to the Club



So you think as a Mom you are going to be this wonderful nurturing person.. that your child is going to grow up swaddled in safety and love and all that jazz.

For the most part, this is true.

Being a Mom does bring out a big nurturing side and you would throw yourself in front of a train in order to keep your baby safe.

But all that goes out the window when Mama has a new cell phone to play with.

Can we say… distraction?????

Maybe I’m not used to Austin being mobile yet, or maybe he is the one to blame because he got himself into a dangerous situation..

Or maybe it was just gross, ridiculous negligence on my part because I wanted to play with my stupid phone rather than pay attention to my kid.

Yep.

We have joined the “Babies Who Have Fallen off the Bed” club.

Moments before the tumble, as I was of course playing with my new phone’s camera.
all that fussing and the damn pic turned out blurry!

 You think I would have snapped that picture and thought “oh, my darling child is perched a little too close to the edge of the bed while chewing on a cord and reaching for his monitor!!!! I must intervene and save the day!!”

Nope. I was too interested in trying to get on Instagram.

Thankfully I have a tough kid who cried for all of 10 seconds before deciding he was over the crying thing and wanted to attempt to leap out of my arms and get the remote this time.

I felt HORRIBLE. I was sitting RIGHT THERE. Inches from him. And I let him fall off the flippin’ bed! Gawd…. Way to go in the Mom category, Jess.

Maybe I'll just give him a fork and light socket to play with next time.

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Beach Baby There in the Sand

Something miraculous happened last Sunday.

Neal had a by-week on his baseball team... so no baseball game that day.

I had no plans.

The weather was supposed to be hot and sunny.

It was the PERFECT opportunity to take Austin to the coast and let him really explore and discover the wonders of the beach!

We went to Cannon Beach, which is now officially one of my favorite coast towns. The whole downtown area is built to look vintage, with shingles on the outside of the buildings and old-fashioned signs hanging. Just my style.

We arrived and got lunch first... after being turned down at one restaurant because all they had was bar seating and we had a "minor" with us (really? ok, he may be under 18 but its not like the kid's going to try and order a tequila. Sheesh) we had fish and chips followed by mind-blowing homemade candy from the sweet shop.

Austin got a bottle. He felt cheated. Poor dude.

Then it was off to the beach!

I tell ya... this kiddo of ours has quite the personality.. as soon as we hit the sand he started squealing and shrieking in delight and wiggling like mad in Neal's arms. He was SO enthralled by all people, seagulls, dogs, kites and activities.
So much to see!
Then of course we put him in the sand and just let him do this thing... I think he consumed no less than a pound of sand and had the time of his life.




Then it was time to go down to the water. We were sitting in a great part of the beach that had a little river/tide pool running through it so we could get Austin in the water without the power of the waves. He took to it like a natural and was leaning over and pulling seaweed up, feeling the water and if I hadn't been holding him he would have just dunked himself right in.

Our kid has no fear or suspicion about ANYTHING. He just (literally) dives right in to new experiences.

I love that about him.... that he is my little explorer and so curious about everything and anything. I tend to hold back out of fear or uncertainty a lot, and I'm so glad he is already brave and so sure of himself in this life.

Exploring is very tiring business, so soon it was definitely nap time... he and Daddy enjoyed some down-time listening to the roar of the ocean.

We had such a fun time that Neal and I can't wait to take Austin back to the beach. I know we are going to have some awesome memories in the years to come with our little Beach Bum.
I love the beach!

Friday, August 10, 2012

The Real Mama World #1- Beachy Waves


First up in my new series “Real Mama World” we’re going to discuss How To Look Get Pretty in the Morning While Dealing with Baby.

Mainly, the elusive beachy waves I so covet on pretty much every celebrity and blogger I see out there.

Little background info for ya… I have battled my hair for my entire life. Love you Mom and Dad, but thanks a lot for passing down a weird hair gene to yours truly.

My hair is half straight (in the back) half kinky curly (on the sides) half wavy-cowlicky (in the front) and dry and frizzy to boot. Needless to say over the years I have pumped at least 1 million dollars into the hair industry trying to find that one great product or one great tool that will make my hair look at least normal.

I have one technique that produces somewhat beachy wavy results, but this requires at least 45 mins of hair-prep time… and thanks to Mr. Austin, my mornings are consumed with baby dressing, changing, entertaining, soothing and the like.
Me on a good day... Pre-baby... when I had hours to primp

yeah.. so I don't HAVE hours in the morning anymore..I'm lucky to have 10 mins...so Beachy Waves technique gets thrown out the window.

Enter “Jessica’s Brilliant Plan B for Beachy Waves”…..

Hot rollers.

A friend of mine uses hot rollers and her hair looks amazing all the time. Perfect loose waves that are shiny and yummy… so I go out and buy myself some good ol’ hot rollers…

Cool. These should be awesome, right? Turn on. Roll in hair.  Deal with child. Get dressed. Make-up on. Glare at Neal for laughing at me in my rollers….15 minutes later… a gorgeous beach goddess should emerge. Right?


Oh, hell to the no!

I look like a bad 90’s version of Janice from “Friends”!!!!!

You love me, Chandler Bing… ahahahahahahahahahhaaaa!”

Henry ran and hid from me, and all Neal could muster in between laughing was a "you look, um... interesting" comment.

Ok, ok, I got it.. no more hot rollers. 

If you need me, I'll be at Central Perk. 



Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Introducing... The Real Mama World!


Every time I write a blog post where I am brutally honest about something, especially the not-so-lovely side of things, I get the best response from people.

I get texts and emails from other women who thank me for writing about the down side of this or that, or the way I struggled with one thing or another. No one likes to feel alone, and it is so reassuring and comforting to know that other people have imperfect lives too.

Ever since I became a Mom, I started to realize how much motherhood and raising children gets glossed over in social media and society. All you ever read about on blogs, websites, etc… are things like how fast a new mom became skinny again, or how amazing and natural breastfeeding is for the new mom, or how the new mom feels “more beautiful than ever” after she pushed a person out of her hoo-haw.

COME ON.

Give me a break.

It’s hard enough being a Mom and trying to figure out how to raise a little person without all the pressure to instantly drop down to a size 2, or jaunt around town, baby in tow, with perfect beachy waves and flawless natural make-up.

Oh, and let’s not forget all the amazing uber-creative crafts and all natural organic home-made baby food I’m supposed to have time to create in my 20 minutes of spare time each day.

So before you start to think “good lord, bitch much, Jessica??” I’m here to simply say… this is a blog about keeping it real when it comes to Motherhood. I so strongly feel like more mothers need to be honest about what its really like to be a mother and the frustrations that come with it, that I plan on regularly sharing one aspect of motherhood and showing the side of it that most people don’t ever see.

Introducing my new series: “The Real Mama World”

Look for it weekly.

Yes, I will most likely have to post a lot of embarrassing pictures of myself and some soul-baring feelings and experiences, but hey. I’m not shy. I ain’t got nothing to hide. I’m a great mother, I love my kid to death… but it’s not always fun. Or easy. Or enjoyable. Or clean. Or glamorous.

Because if one more celebrity mother coos in an interview that she is feels like the “sexiest, most powerful Earth-Mother-Goddess-Tigress-Superhero” now that she has given birth… all while wearing a size 0 and perfect beachy waves, I am going to gag.

Welcome to my “real” world.