Monday, November 4, 2013

The 'I'm Thankful For'…Game

I'm seeing it all over social media and want to jump on the November Train. However, I'm a working mom and so I have to get on early. Thus, here are the 30 things I'm thankful for (pre-planned by each day, yet in no particular order), in honor of the Pilgrims and the greatest month of the year–Sweet November

  • Nov  1: Celebrations
  • Nov  2: Handwritten Notes
  • Nov  3: My Grandparents
  • Nov  4: Dry Shampoo
  • Nov  5: Trees & Their Leaves
  • Nov  6: Teachers & Leaders (with or without the title);
  • Nov  7: My Job –and yes, the paycheck I work my ass off to graciously receive!
  • Nov  8:  My Husband –Happy Birthday, Shug!
  • Nov  9: The Internet & My Laptops –all 3 of them;
  • Nov 10: The Utah Jazz
  • Nov 11: My Education –even if I'll be paying for it for the next 100 years;
  • Nov 12: Chapstick
  • Nov 13: Modern Medicine
  • Nov 14: My Dad
  • Nov 15: My Car
  • Nov 16: My Mom –30 years ago, she gave me life and has kept me alive ever since;
  • Nov 17: Saturday Nights
  • Nov 18: Zippers
  • Nov 19: Cameras & Pictures –It's all about the memories, Man!
  • Nov 20: The Ability to Feel True Love
  • Nov 21: My Senses – Sight, Sound, Taste, Touch and Smell
  • Nov 22: Humor
  • Nov 23: My Sister –cause she's a LuLu and reminds me how & why to be brave; 
  • Nov 24: My Girlfriends
  • Nov 25: Speech
  • Nov 26: My Brother –Happy Birthday, Jamesy! 
  • Nov 27: My Nanny
  • Nov 28: My "nieces" –AJ & Baby Cub keep me doing the right thing for the right reason;
  • Nov 29: Pens & Paper
  • Nov 30: My Baby –Mr. Handsome (the novel of reasons why, will be available soon)!

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Sleep Training in Training

Motherhood Challenge #1 (out of 16,016): Training Your Sweet Monster to Sleep

Looking for something new & exciting to do over the next 5 days? Why not take the advice of my pediatrician and try the "5-Day Cry It Out (CIO) Method" to get your teething 9-month-old to learn the valuable lesson of self-soothing and falling asleep by himself?

I'll tell you why you have better things to do...

  1. It's obviously heart wrenching (yet rewarding–next week)!
  2. You CAN NOT escape it. There is nowhere to go! Nowhere to hide! Actually, there is a bar down the street and I really should get out of these yoga pants I've been wearing for the past 72 hours. See ya there!
  3. The most horrific and excruciating "What If" thoughts, repressed after month 3, all come back...with a vengeance! Here's a glimpse:
What if he climbs over the crib and falls? He could fall right on his head. Although, he has a large head. But still. I never checked to see if that crib was up to current safety standards. Why didn't I do that? I should do that tomorrow.

What if the mattress I bought on sale is dysfunctional? He might slip through that small hole opening in the corner (I see it so clearly). I should check online to see if there have been any recalls. I'll do that tomorrow.

What if he does manage to get out? He'd be free to roam around his room (ironically, his room isn't baby proofed yet). I'll do that tomorrow.

What if he sticks his curious fingers into one of the unprotected outlets? I really should do that tomorrow.

What if I check on him now? I'll be quiet–like when I'd sneak out back in my teen years. Ha! Good times.

What if this really effing works? Maybe I'll check on him now. It's been a good 5 minutes.

What if...Oh, it's quiet. He's asleep! Is he asleep? I'm sure he's fine. Right? Or maybe not.

What if the baby monitor isn't working? Or...yep, I bet he unplugged it when he got out of his crib. Damn that discounted mattress!

ACTUALITY CHECK: Handsome only cried for 20 minutes the 1st night (slept for 9 hours straight, thank you very  much). 2nd night– he cried for about 10.5 minutes and slept for 10.5 hours. 3rd night–asleep before I even took him into his room and slept for 10 hours. 4th night–ummmm...this doesn't count because I was weak. He woke up at 12:36am screaming. I swear he spoke his first words and was saying, "Mom! Maaaaammmm! Are you mad at me? Please come pick me up. I just want to cuddle. MAAAAAMMM!!!" You'd do the same! 5th night-cried for 11 minutes and slept 9 hours!
6th night is tonight and either the baby monitor isn't working or Handsome has officially completed his first round of Sleep Training! WHOO HOO!

Saturday, September 28, 2013

Time for Your Check-Up: 9 Months

Today was. Mr. Handsome's 9-month check-up. Wait a minute...Mister is 9 months already? 

Prequel: We almost didn't make the appointment because after a long night of the "Impromptu Party" at 1am-3am; hosted by Mister; special guest–his mama (Papa sure didn't make the party)...he decided ten minutes before the appointment he'd take a long overdue nap. Typical! After much inner debate and 2 phone calls to the pediatrician's office (they must think I'm completely NUTS-O), I woke his cute lil' bum up and arrived fashionably late!

Appointment Stats:
Weight = 19.3lbs     25th percentile
Height = 29 inches  75th percentile
Head = XXL            80th percentile 
Development = Right on track with crawling, climbing, picking things up (and throwing them down), blabbing (no idea where he gets this), eating everything (besides honey), popping daily and beginning Separation Anxiety Phase 1 (Oh..the guilt)!

So I have a long, mean, bid-headed (yet well-balanced) destruction machine!! WHOO-HOO!!

I sure love the lil' Booger and although he is always going to be my lil' baby, I'm so grateful he is movin' & groovin' into a little man. 







Friday, August 30, 2013

Oh Hello and Welcome!

The time has come, my friends...Lindsey Palmer has created a blog. Apparently, third time's a charm! So for those of you who have read my previous 1-entry blogs and have been wanting more (I know there are a few of you out there), consider this more!

This particular blog will feature the most talked about, asked about and my most thought about new life as a mom to a 'handsome' little man– appropriately named, Mr. Handsome (aka: Ben, Mister, Little Man, Chunky Buns, Kicker, Baby Ben and at the epitome of exhaustion–Hey You).

And for all of the non/not yet/possibly soon/hell no never parental readers, you will not be ignored. There will be content suited for both your hopes and sighs of relief. I promise, I will not let you down!