• Parenting

    Hold Me Close

    For a couple who has learned to appreciate having a king sized bed for two folks and two pups, we sort of suprised ourselves by opting to cosleep with our son.  Initially, it was because we lived in a camper and having him in our room otherwise was not possible.  Then, it was because the only way to get him to stay asleep was to be near him.  Eventually, we were excited that he could sleep in his own room when we bought a house.  I slept poorly having the gentle sounds of his breathing replaced by the obnoxious buzz and light of a baby monitor.  He slept poorly, not…

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    Only if You Close Your Eyes

    I was laying in my bed, a few nights ago, highly alert.  I am the family watchdog, you see.  Hubby is a heavy sleeper and although we do have two pups who’d likely warn me if a stray ant came in, it is the happenings of our little ones that I’m am so focused on.  As I lay in bed, I hear the breathing of hubby, the pups, my son… all in bed with or near me.  I hear the air purifier, the air conditioning, the gentle rhythm of the ceiling fan, the ocassional click of the icemaker downstairs or a pup kicking out their legs.  I listen for a…

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    Hickory Dickory Dock, It’s Almost 3 o-Clock

    I fell asleep last night, while pondering many things.  It is one of my blessings/shortcomings/whatever.  I often think through and can solve problems.  I am equally capable of obsessing over minute things and losing sleep.  Last night, my thoughts made me laugh.  I thought about how I really should blog about how my mind works.  How I drift from one thought straight into the next.  I thought how my main problem would be that, even with the most efficient keyboard, my mind travels much faster than my fingers, or even my tongue.  Ever since I learned to type, I daydreamed of being able to journal with my eyes closed just…

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    Literally, a blur…

    I am sitting in my bed, with our newest arrival asleep in her cosleeper beside me and our little monkey watching Star Trek with my hubby in the loft.  The screen occasionally blurs over, from my eyes clouding – a frequent occurrence when one wears contacts and gets little rest.  Our little angel has been with us for two weeks now, and our home has been buzzing with excitement and sinus issues.  Yes, you read that correctly… in our little one’s first weeks, our entire family has come down with tummy issues and a wicked cold.  Our monkey is awfully sick, now on amoxicillan and cough suppressant, and we are…

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    Time for Training?

    Ambitious as I am, I’m not talking about potty training.  What I am talking about is baby training.  Until this point, I haven’t been much for “training” my little man.  My approach has been to just respond to his needs as he has them and it has worked for the most part since I’m home full time for him.  The only issue that has become an issue for the entire family is SLEEP!  Or rather, the lack thereof. I’ve tried making sure he has a full belly, making sure he’s been active enough, “wearing him down” in the baby carrier, reading books, bath time, singing, swaddling, patting, bouncing… Full belly,…

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    Resting and Rejuvenating

    My little munchkin has never been easy to put to bed. I remember many an evening of singing at the top of my lungs to try to have him hear me over his screaming. He nurses and snuggles and relaxes until he realizes he’s falling asleep and then he starts to fight it, with all of his might. The poor little dude, he starts trying to escape, as though he’s being forced against his will and just knows that everyone is going to do everything fun without him. Some nights are better than others. I can’t say I blame him. I’m not a good sleeper myself. Tonite, though, was especially…

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    One Day at a Time

    I’m sitting on the couch in the camper watching John & Kate + 8. It’s one of the older episodes where they visit Disney World. Carolina is parked next to me, sleeping like the angel she has been all day. Jake is hiding out in the bedroom. I think he picks up on something being different with me. Jake is my little protector. He guards me, always has, and picks up on every little thing in my mood or health. He’s been particularly agitated for somewhere near a week and he seems to be exhausted by it. Carolina has mellowed out a ton since we arrived in Houston and I’m…