Ever make a really bad financial decision? Have a weak moment and give into temptation? I have and it was last weekend. It had been a long hard week for me. Let's face it month. Gavin has had back to back colds and I have spent half the month trying to get him to sleep through the night. After about 5 days of sleeping through the night I think it is safe to say we have conquered, finally! Mike was in and out of town, he had a sinus infection as well so when he was home I didn't really feel like he was much help or company. Then most of the friends I get together with were out of town so I found myself feeling lonely, tired and bored. Our computer broken I also felt cut off from the outside world.
Then I had an idea. Why had I resisted my husbands urgings before? We rushed out Saturday and bought what Best Buy claimed to be "the last one." A Nintendo Wii. Yes, the solution to my boredom, answer to my loneliness, a companion. Some of you might be wondering right about now "did they get their computer fixed?" and the answer would be "No." The thought never entered our little heads as we rushed around buying up extra remotes and very expensive games only 2 to be exact. Soon after we got it home and had played happily while Gavin napped. The rule is we can only play while Gavin is sleeping. After a while buyers remorse set in. We don't have the money for this. What were we thinking? Well to be honest we weren't but in the words of Mike "I refuse to let buyers remorse ruin this for me." So I happily conquer Tiger Woods golf now after my chores are done and while my son sleeps blissfully unaware that his parents are a little crazy sometimes.
This morning it is early 4:35am to be exact. I should be getting ready to get on a plane and fly to L.A. but I sit here typing and eating cereal instead. My Mom, Gavin and I are going to my nieces 1st birthday party. I am a little nervous about flying with Gavin and since last minute my brother got a job in Louisiana and won't be there a little apprehensive about the trip. I know it will be great and I think will include Disneyland. So in the words of some Super Bowl hero that I can't remember "I'm going to Disneyland, baby!" and I will tell you about it when I get back.
Love ya all! Oh and if you have never made a bad financial decision feel free to not tell me about it. Ignorance is bliss, misery loves company. You get the idea. :)
Friday, September 26, 2008
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Updates...
When I first had Gavin and he was tiny and fragile and I wasn't making enough milk and worried that he would always be scrawny I remember people stopping me in public and saying "Look how small he is remember when ours was that small, they grow up so fast." Now I hold a 24lb kid who crawls and cruises from item to item with ease and can eat more than you would think possible for someone his size. I wondered if the boy would ever have teeth and at 8 months he popped his first tooth without so much as even a peep.
Gavin had his 9 month check up about 2 weeks ago. He had a cold but otherwise was happy. During his appointment the doctor said "Are you aware that he has a double ear infection?" No he didn't even complain. If someone else hadn't noticed I might never have known he popped a tooth the child just doesn't complain. So we started antibiotics the next day he started to pop another tooth. The only reason I knew was because he kept biting me so I felt around and sure enough tooth number two. Two ear infections and he is popping a tooth and the boy is laughing and smile. How could I be so lucky you ask? He makes me pay in other ways. Prior to the ears and teeth he was still waking up at least once a night and then with the teeth and ears twice to three times a night. Yes I pay in other ways.
At his nine month appointment I asked his doctor about the sleeping thing and informed him that the only way he would go back to sleep was if I fed him 4 oz of formula. The doctor gave me a very scientific answer for why he kept waking. He was hungry. No matter how deep a sleep he is in his body will pump blood to his stomach to alert his body that it is time to eat and he has no choice but to wake up and scream for food it is how he is programed and there are two options. Options I love options! Seriously I am all about the options. The doctor continued to tell me he is healthy and happy so you could just keep doing what your doing it isn't hurting him. I looked and him and said the words I have come to dread now. "I want the sleep through the night option." He says "Ok it will take about 5 nights of not feeding him. Just get up with him hold him, rock him , help him back to sleep and then his body will eventually reprogram to not need food at that time and he will sleep. I did it with my son and it was rough but it works." Ok I said I will try it.
I have to start by telling you I love my sleep. Love it! I have missed my sleep this last well lets be honest who sleeps really well during pregnancy. So lets just say a year. A year of sleep deprivation makes you think you will do anything for it. Until you have to hold a screaming baby in the middle of the night for over an hour then you think "Just give the kid a bottle and go back to sleep!" But I am stubborn and I keep telling myself it will only take 5 nights so staring down night 4 after a rough night I think no way this is going to work. But I will keep trying. Mike took him at 6:45 this morning and let me sleep so I am recharged to fight the battle again.
So for other little tidbits. He says "Dada", "Hi" and now "Duke" which comes out more like "Du" but he points at his doggie friend and says "Du" in the cutest voice you have ever heard. I am sure his next word will be "Jemma" (our other dog) and then he will start singing the alphabet before I ever hear "Mama." Doesn't he know I am the one who takes care of him all day?
So he is growing up. He loves to make goofy faces. He loves to make you laugh. He is very happy, except for when he isn't which is only when he is hungry or tired. He loves to go out and see the world. In less that 2 weeks Gavin and I are flying with my Mom (affectionately referred to as Grandma) to Southern California to see my neice for her 1st birthday.
A silly face showing off his two front teeth which he loves to do. Don't you love the scratch and the boogie?
When I first had Gavin and he was tiny and fragile and I wasn't making enough milk and worried that he would always be scrawny I remember people stopping me in public and saying "Look how small he is remember when ours was that small, they grow up so fast." Now I hold a 24lb kid who crawls and cruises from item to item with ease and can eat more than you would think possible for someone his size. I wondered if the boy would ever have teeth and at 8 months he popped his first tooth without so much as even a peep.
Gavin had his 9 month check up about 2 weeks ago. He had a cold but otherwise was happy. During his appointment the doctor said "Are you aware that he has a double ear infection?" No he didn't even complain. If someone else hadn't noticed I might never have known he popped a tooth the child just doesn't complain. So we started antibiotics the next day he started to pop another tooth. The only reason I knew was because he kept biting me so I felt around and sure enough tooth number two. Two ear infections and he is popping a tooth and the boy is laughing and smile. How could I be so lucky you ask? He makes me pay in other ways. Prior to the ears and teeth he was still waking up at least once a night and then with the teeth and ears twice to three times a night. Yes I pay in other ways.
At his nine month appointment I asked his doctor about the sleeping thing and informed him that the only way he would go back to sleep was if I fed him 4 oz of formula. The doctor gave me a very scientific answer for why he kept waking. He was hungry. No matter how deep a sleep he is in his body will pump blood to his stomach to alert his body that it is time to eat and he has no choice but to wake up and scream for food it is how he is programed and there are two options. Options I love options! Seriously I am all about the options. The doctor continued to tell me he is healthy and happy so you could just keep doing what your doing it isn't hurting him. I looked and him and said the words I have come to dread now. "I want the sleep through the night option." He says "Ok it will take about 5 nights of not feeding him. Just get up with him hold him, rock him , help him back to sleep and then his body will eventually reprogram to not need food at that time and he will sleep. I did it with my son and it was rough but it works." Ok I said I will try it.
I have to start by telling you I love my sleep. Love it! I have missed my sleep this last well lets be honest who sleeps really well during pregnancy. So lets just say a year. A year of sleep deprivation makes you think you will do anything for it. Until you have to hold a screaming baby in the middle of the night for over an hour then you think "Just give the kid a bottle and go back to sleep!" But I am stubborn and I keep telling myself it will only take 5 nights so staring down night 4 after a rough night I think no way this is going to work. But I will keep trying. Mike took him at 6:45 this morning and let me sleep so I am recharged to fight the battle again.
So for other little tidbits. He says "Dada", "Hi" and now "Duke" which comes out more like "Du" but he points at his doggie friend and says "Du" in the cutest voice you have ever heard. I am sure his next word will be "Jemma" (our other dog) and then he will start singing the alphabet before I ever hear "Mama." Doesn't he know I am the one who takes care of him all day?
So he is growing up. He loves to make goofy faces. He loves to make you laugh. He is very happy, except for when he isn't which is only when he is hungry or tired. He loves to go out and see the world. In less that 2 weeks Gavin and I are flying with my Mom (affectionately referred to as Grandma) to Southern California to see my neice for her 1st birthday.
A silly face showing off his two front teeth which he loves to do. Don't you love the scratch and the boogie?
Sunday, September 07, 2008
Unfortunately our computer is dead, powerless, lifeless. I don't know what we will do to remedy this situation or how long that will take us but it is time. To quote myself a week ago when my computer was acting up, "I want to chuck my computer over a cliff and watch it die a glorious death!" It is time. It lived a long life. Well not really I mean 4 years is that a long time for a computer? If anyone knows of a good laptop solution let us know we are in the market. So lets hope soon we have a new computer because that has been a lot of the reason these posts have been slower and slower to come because my computer has been moving slower and slower over the months.
Hope to be back soon!
Laura
Hope to be back soon!
Laura