Thursday, January 14, 2010

A Taste of the SAHM Life

It's 5:20 pm and it just dawned on me that I'm still in my robe and have yet to shower. (attractive thought, eh?) I'm not exactly sure how the day got away from me, I mean it's not like 5:00 am is a late start!

Here's the scoop; I work outside the home 4 days per week while my son, Timothy, attends daycare. On any given day we have a nice routine, one in which everyone showers, gets dressed and gets out of the house. However, for the past 4 days I've been home caring for him as he is suffering from an ear infection and RSV (a really bad cold) -- Not to mention he's cutting his third tooth! So, instead of going to work my days have looked something like this:

  • 5:30am Fight to feed him his first bottle of expressed breast milk (his ears are killing him, this is not an easy task) Repeat every three hours.
  • Pump every four hours
  • Take his temperature at every diaper change (make sure he's wetting diaper every 4 hours)
  • Administer Tylenol or Motrin if needed
  • Administer disgusting artificially colored & flavored, clothes-staining antibiotics 2x per day
  • Put him down for a nap (which is currently no more than 30-45 min) eat something, straighten the house, and try to do some office work and answer emails, texts and voicemails from concerned family members.
  • Attempt to give him solid food such as mashed avocado, rice cereal or carrots 2-3x per day. (Only to wear half of it after he coughs and or sneezes it all over me.)
  • Give him a sippy cup lesson
  • Hug him, kiss him, love him (my favorite part of the day!!)
  • Play and read to him and make sure he gets enough "tummy time"
  • Suck the boogers out of his nose 1000X per day
  • Sing non-stop for 20 minutes while I nebulize him 4x per day
  • Clean him and his jumper-roo up after what seems to be a daily "explosion" (what is it with that thing and pooping?)
  • Bathe him. Massage him. Put Aquaphor on every inch of him. Suck more boogers.
  • Put him down for the night.
  • Did I mention suck his boogers?
  • Launder everything he's pooped and drooled on that day.
  • Beat myself up because I'm still in my antibiotic-carrot-poop-breastmilk-stained robe!
This post may sound like I'm complaining, but I'm really not. I have enjoyed being home with Timothy every moment this week. But, my hat does go off to all of you stay at home moms. If you get a moment, let me know how you find time to shower!

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Timothy Eats Solids for the First Time

Much to our families dismay, but per our pediatrician's recommendation, we waited six months before introducing solids to Timothy. However when the time finally came, my husband, the nutrition guru, decided our little guy's first food would be organic avocado thinned with a little breast milk--which by the way, he seemed to enjoy! Below is a video I took of the momentous occasion. Warning!: Unless you are one of Timothy's Grandparents you may find this clip to be beyond boring!

Timothy Eats Solids for the First Time New Year's Day 10'

Monday, January 11, 2010

Daycare...Greenwich Style

This past October I went back to work and Timothy began attending a dreaded daycare center posh little children's day school four days a week; it's a wonderful environment where he is exposed to countless germs unlimited learning opportunities. Between meals and naps his caregivers teachers stimulate him with daily walks, stories, song, tummy-time and cool finger painting activities. And just like a "real school," there are lots of little extras such as a photographer who comes in to take the parents money professional photos of the children. Oh and let's not forget the "class mother" who is thankfully not me responsible for remembering the teacher's birthdays and collecting money for their gifts.

Pertinacious? Perhaps.
But so what. Timothy's happy. I'm happy. And that's all that matters.

Sunday, January 10, 2010

My Proudest Moment

Six months ago today I was enduring some 16+ hours of labor; after which I produced one perfectly handsome 9lb 15oz baby boy measuring 22.5" long.

Meet Timothy Stephen.

Vaginal delivery? Yup. Epidural? Absolutely!!

And for the record, I do consider birthing this butterball to be my biggest, most impressive (as in, "bragging-rights-for-life") accomplishment to date. I mean seriously, take a look at the size of that melon...Ouch!