This calls for celebration!
Karson officially SLEPT THROUGH THE NIGHT last night!
I realize it might be a fluke, and it may not repeat until he's like, 12. But for now, we celebrate!
We bathed him at 9:00 (he's LOVING bath time now by the way), fed him at 9:30, put him to bed around 10:00, and didn't hear a peep until 4:50!
Since I have to get up around 5:15 anyway in order to nurse and get ready before my long drive to work...this counts! I used those few extra minutes to eat a banana at the house, and take a longer shower. :-D Not a glorious use of my extra time, but a nice bonus nonetheless.
A "wordless" pic will be posted later this evening. We'll see what photo Nana and I can come up with. And can you believe that this time next week I'll be putting up his two month post? Yowser!
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Saturday, April 2, 2011
A week with Mima!
This week was a special one for our household. I returned to the working world, and Justin had an incredibly busy work week and wasn't around much. This should have been a hard transition, and I wasn't looking forward to it. Luckily...Karson's Mima was here to take care of him. As a result, mama and daddy could rest easy, and Karson was a happy camper. As much as I missed being around him, it is comforting to know he adjusted well.
He's growing and changing so much! Just this week we said goodbye to some outfits, and hello to larger ones. He's more alert and playful all the time. And smiles are no longer just an elusive surprise. They are becoming frequent!
We transitioned to daytime bottles and pumping fairly well. And we started to get a bit of a schedule figured out. He loves morning play time, and naps and sleeps at night very well.
Here are some pictures from their week together.
Thanks for a great week, Mima!
He's growing and changing so much! Just this week we said goodbye to some outfits, and hello to larger ones. He's more alert and playful all the time. And smiles are no longer just an elusive surprise. They are becoming frequent!
We transitioned to daytime bottles and pumping fairly well. And we started to get a bit of a schedule figured out. He loves morning play time, and naps and sleeps at night very well.
Here are some pictures from their week together.
Thanks for a great week, Mima!
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Energy-less Wednesday
I stopped for my first cup of coffee this morning.
If being a mommy is supposed to allow you to thrive on 4-5 hours of sleep, I seem to be an exception.
Also, turns out I still hate coffee.
In other news, both Karson and I seem to be transitioning well. He has taken to Mima very well, and has shown her lots of smiles. Aside from being exhausted, I have returned to the working world with relative ease.
There will still be a "wordless" post later today. Stay tuned!
If being a mommy is supposed to allow you to thrive on 4-5 hours of sleep, I seem to be an exception.
Also, turns out I still hate coffee.
In other news, both Karson and I seem to be transitioning well. He has taken to Mima very well, and has shown her lots of smiles. Aside from being exhausted, I have returned to the working world with relative ease.
There will still be a "wordless" post later today. Stay tuned!
Friday, March 25, 2011
Skeletons in my Closet
Ok, so there are probably no skeletons in there, but there is certainly some CHAOS GOING ON.
I like to think that Justin and I keep our house picked up. Admittedly some things have a strange home...(crock pot in the hallway closet, china in the spare bedroom, Justin's dress shirts in a spare bedroom, luggage crammed behind Karson's dresser, canned green beans in the laundry room.) But they do in fact HAVE a home, and I can generally tell you where that home is, including which drawer most kitchen gadgets are in.
But I have a confession...my name is Melody and my closet is a disaster. I had it nice and organized when we moved in last spring. Then I went on a diet and a few things got shifted around. Then I got pregnant and bought a few early maternity clothes. Then I got largely pregnant, and had to exclusively wear maternity items, but refused to clear a spot for them, so it got ugly fast. Pants weren't on hangers, but draped over top of my "skinny" pants. Maternity, large non maternity, and clothes I borrowed from Justin were all mixed in where ever they would fit, and if they didn't fit, I semi folded them and crammed them in the corner.
Even our dirty laundry, which was usually organized by "load" in one of four white baskets got hectic when I started using two of those for Karson's room without replacing them. Add in some bathrobes, a vacuum cleaner, and a jewelry cabinet, and I've got a mess on my hands.
Want to see?
Don't judge.
Better yet, DO judge, that's partially why I'm showing you.
There. I did it.
And yes, those neatly organized polos belong to Justin. Annoying. :-)
Anyway, my hope is that by showing you a "before", I'll certainly have to be motivated to show you an "after"!
The reason I keep putting it off is aside from straightening it up, I need to completely go through everything in there. There are maternity clothes, clothes that were too small BEFORE I got pregnant, worn out shoes, and things that may fit but I never where them. In fact, among this mess is one pair of jeans that fit, a handful of favorite work shirts, and a pile of t-shirts that I wear all the time. I don't even know what the rest is!
My reward for going through the mess?
A shopping spree! I have Christmas money, Birthday money, and gift cards that I've been saving for when I lose the baby weight.
Which means...there's another "before" shot we need to acknowledge as I take on this journey...
I like to think that Justin and I keep our house picked up. Admittedly some things have a strange home...(crock pot in the hallway closet, china in the spare bedroom, Justin's dress shirts in a spare bedroom, luggage crammed behind Karson's dresser, canned green beans in the laundry room.) But they do in fact HAVE a home, and I can generally tell you where that home is, including which drawer most kitchen gadgets are in.
But I have a confession...my name is Melody and my closet is a disaster. I had it nice and organized when we moved in last spring. Then I went on a diet and a few things got shifted around. Then I got pregnant and bought a few early maternity clothes. Then I got largely pregnant, and had to exclusively wear maternity items, but refused to clear a spot for them, so it got ugly fast. Pants weren't on hangers, but draped over top of my "skinny" pants. Maternity, large non maternity, and clothes I borrowed from Justin were all mixed in where ever they would fit, and if they didn't fit, I semi folded them and crammed them in the corner.
Even our dirty laundry, which was usually organized by "load" in one of four white baskets got hectic when I started using two of those for Karson's room without replacing them. Add in some bathrobes, a vacuum cleaner, and a jewelry cabinet, and I've got a mess on my hands.
Want to see?
Don't judge.
Better yet, DO judge, that's partially why I'm showing you.
And yes, those neatly organized polos belong to Justin. Annoying. :-)
Anyway, my hope is that by showing you a "before", I'll certainly have to be motivated to show you an "after"!
The reason I keep putting it off is aside from straightening it up, I need to completely go through everything in there. There are maternity clothes, clothes that were too small BEFORE I got pregnant, worn out shoes, and things that may fit but I never where them. In fact, among this mess is one pair of jeans that fit, a handful of favorite work shirts, and a pile of t-shirts that I wear all the time. I don't even know what the rest is!
My reward for going through the mess?
A shopping spree! I have Christmas money, Birthday money, and gift cards that I've been saving for when I lose the baby weight.
Which means...there's another "before" shot we need to acknowledge as I take on this journey...
Here's hoping I can show you a couple of after photos...sooner rather than later!
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Where's the pause button?
It's hard to believe Karson is almost 6 weeks old. Unfortunately that also means my maternity leave is ending. :-(
This has been such a special time for me as his mama. We both grew a lot in many ways! He went from a flailing, frail, tiny 7.5 lb baby to a cuddly, strong, 10.5 Karson. His movements have more purpose. He now enjoys bath time. He now also gets a little..."opinionated" at times, particularly in the evenings. His smiles are becoming more frequent, (although nearly impossible to catch on camera).
I grew too. I've learned a few tricks for what makes him happy, or to ease his discomfort. I can operate one handed if needed. And I feel less like a "new mom", and more just like "Karson's mom".
I love everything about him. Even in his stinky moments, or when he seems to cry for no reason, I love that I can fix it.
Part of me just wants to hit "pause" and linger here a bit longer. His needs are simple. His worries are few.
But every day he shows me a new side of his personality, or physically accomplishes something new. So the other part of me can't wait to move forward so we can continue to watch him grow and become the man God intends for him to be.
All that said, I'm as ready to go back to work as I'll ever be. Thanks to family members, he will be in very capable loving hands for a few more weeks before having to venture in to day care. And it will be nice to return to a routine, and add some adult conversation to my day. But I know that every day I'll be anxious to return to my blue eyed boy.
This has been such a special time for me as his mama. We both grew a lot in many ways! He went from a flailing, frail, tiny 7.5 lb baby to a cuddly, strong, 10.5 Karson. His movements have more purpose. He now enjoys bath time. He now also gets a little..."opinionated" at times, particularly in the evenings. His smiles are becoming more frequent, (although nearly impossible to catch on camera).
I grew too. I've learned a few tricks for what makes him happy, or to ease his discomfort. I can operate one handed if needed. And I feel less like a "new mom", and more just like "Karson's mom".
I love everything about him. Even in his stinky moments, or when he seems to cry for no reason, I love that I can fix it.
Part of me just wants to hit "pause" and linger here a bit longer. His needs are simple. His worries are few.
But every day he shows me a new side of his personality, or physically accomplishes something new. So the other part of me can't wait to move forward so we can continue to watch him grow and become the man God intends for him to be.
All that said, I'm as ready to go back to work as I'll ever be. Thanks to family members, he will be in very capable loving hands for a few more weeks before having to venture in to day care. And it will be nice to return to a routine, and add some adult conversation to my day. But I know that every day I'll be anxious to return to my blue eyed boy.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
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