I don't really have a lot to post about. Work is....work. Beyond that, there's no point in talking about it. Spring is literally springing up right around us. In about 2 days we went from buds on trees to leaves! It's so pretty! The warm weather is great--although they are threatening us with some cold 40-ish degrees next week. How dare they! We'll take what we can get I guess.
Kian is doing okay with daycare. He whines when I put him in the car, okay not just whines, throws himself all around the car seat while I try several distractions to try to get him buckled in. Then whines when I try to leave him. It's not so good now as there isn't one consistent teacher with him daily. I really hate that. I hope they can hire someone soon to be in his room full-time. Grr. The food situation is okay, but they still gave him pizza this week. yeah, pizza, at 10 months old, after I wrote a note saying 'please do not give him dairy due to his diarrhea all week, and please substitute with the jar food I brought for foods you are serving that he cannot have". Wonderful. Sometimes I think I should just give up and say 'whatever' but then I think, no, why should I just let him have all sorts of junk and food that is too much for him right now, just to make it easier on them. I mean, I don't want to make it hard, but I am providing the substitute food now, so it isn't harder. I don't want his body filled with junk, and dyes, and additives, and pizza already! Sheesh. The tomato sauce alone would be an acid overkill. So, that's that.
Finalizing baby shower plans for Elissa for next weekend. Holy crow, it's going to be May already! Then that month will just fly by! We're going to attempt to make a cute cake... Elissa is the decorator (and Savannah too!) so we shall see how it turns out. Good thing Wegmans is only 5 minutes away if I screw it up too badly. =)
Kian is really liking being outdoors. we bought him a swing, one of those infant/child swings. He absolutely loves it. We're still trying to make it work on the tree, just right, having no good branches here. The neighbor has an absolutely perfect branch-it's thick, and comes out straight, parallel to the ground for a few feet, not too high from the ground...blah. I want to steal it. And really, they probably would let us put it there but I don't want to be like that.
He is really into babbling and imitating sounds now. If one of us coughs or blows our nose he makes a noise very similar to that. It's pretty funny. He turned ten months on Monday, it's sad in a way, he's just getting so big so fast! He hasn't gained a whole lot of weight, really since Christmastime, but he's getting taller. His hair is getting thicker and looks like it's going to start getting some curl or wave in the back. We've been waiting for this, since Kevin and I both have very wavy/curly hair, and have since we were small--and here Kian has had stick straight hair since he was born! Oh-the other day I took him to bed and I told him say "night-night dada" so he waved. Then I said "say bye-bye dada" and he totally did. He said 'bahbah dada'. I know, no one will believe me. He has actually been going "hi da, or hi dada" for awhile, more purposely lately. The kid's been making "hi" sounds for ages now. He doesn't seem so interested in walking yet, kind of cruising along the couch slowly, but will probably end up talking first! He began playing with his truck like a big boy, he was actually pushing it around the living room-so cute!
Kevin's still working and working on his website, which has sort of stalled because no one's been able to put a lot of time into it, getting it publicized and out there. It's up and functional, running and he's doing some orders, but just not as much as he'd hoped by this time.
So...that is our month in a nutshell. It looks like next month will be pretty busy. Baby showers, Mother's day, my birthday, Lilac Festival!, Memorial Day, then it's June! sheesh! Talk about time flying by... now I am off to enjoy my weekend.
Boat ride
Yesterday we went "home" to visit Patrick, Savannah, Kiara & Kenny...and all the animals... Since Saturday was such a beautiful day we decided to take the boat out. Kian hated the life vest, but loved being on the boat. He kept standing up and putting his face in the wind. Then of course he wanted to crawl around the floor. Unfortunately, the boat decided to die. So we floated around for awhile, they fished a bit, sat in warm sunshine, then made it back to shore. Maybe next time the boat will take us where we need to go. Mom, dad if you read this: the boat is FINE, we did NOTHING. Pay no attention to that story. hehe.
This is Savannah, NOT paddling to shore. hehe
Good Ol' Vine Valley beach
It's changed...
PS- I later noticed my camera lens had something smudged on it...ugh! Can't see that through the viewfinder piece.Daycare woes
So...our first daycare snafu. I went in to pick Kian up yesterday and his teacher informed me tomorrow (today, Friday) would be her last day. She got a "real job". Four things ran through my mind at that moment:
1. You've only been here one month! (She just started when we were touring)
2. My child is attached to you! (He cries when she goes on lunch break and so he goes and sits with the coordinator in the office until she comes back)
3. That's why I left daycare, a "real" job, so I can't blame her
4. You can't!
Great. He's been happy with her, goes with her fairly easy in the mornings. Ugh!
Then! Then she informs me that I may want to think about bringing his lunch or speaking with the director about the food thing. She tells me that she's been the one pushing them to follow my requests about his food/diet. She makes sure he has a substitute or whatever I bring him, and the other teachers, kitchen staff and director/coordinator have been telling her "just give it to him" or "it's fine, it won't bother him, not a big deal". She feels that when she is gone and not pushing for it they will just feed him whatever. Big sigh. Great.
Now, if Kian was 18 months or even 15 months or whatever, I wouldn't have such a big problem with it. But, he's a few days before 10 months still. Most babies still are doing some jarred foods and some table foods so staff doesn't have to worry about substituting table foods for infants. They really don't have 'alternatives' of the menu for infants. The 12 month infants get cupcakes for snack just like everyone else. I see a problem with that.
I've already brought in snacks and breakfast cereal foods for days when cupcakes and cookies are on the snack menu. Now, I'm going to have to bring his lunch too? I'm paying a lot and you can't offer me plain pasta or a piece of turkey instead of fish stix for lunch? That irks me. If he had an allergy, then they would substitute, because they are on the government food program. (which is so totally UNhealthy!) But, because I want my child to have healthy foods, or to introduce foods slowly, I should have eyes rolled at me and just have him given whatever they feel like it? Wonderful.
So, in my weekly, wonderful Wegmans trip tomorrow I will be looking at the Gerber graduates Organic meals. More money spent, when I feel that daycare could/should help me somewhat? Blah. And yes, I understand partly because I worked at day cares. You can't expect them to substitute peas for broccoli for every kid who just doesn't like broccoli. But we're talking about infants here, being introduced to table foods, not a 3 year old. I know they have things they can buy and not buy. But, they don't ever follow the menu anyways and the government food program is horribly unhealthy and I'd like to know who makes that up on the federal level. Here's an example: breakfast is always English muffins or bagels and cereal for those who want it. Lunches: spaghetti, tuna noodle casserole (not so bad yet) then chicken nuggets, fish stix, pizza, rice bake -it's rice, spag sauce and cheese, sounds gross to me, and grilled cheese comes up a lot. Snacks: pudding, cookies, cupcakes, then one day a week is fruit and fruit dip. One day.
So...that's where we're at...
1. You've only been here one month! (She just started when we were touring)
2. My child is attached to you! (He cries when she goes on lunch break and so he goes and sits with the coordinator in the office until she comes back)
3. That's why I left daycare, a "real" job, so I can't blame her
4. You can't!
Great. He's been happy with her, goes with her fairly easy in the mornings. Ugh!
Then! Then she informs me that I may want to think about bringing his lunch or speaking with the director about the food thing. She tells me that she's been the one pushing them to follow my requests about his food/diet. She makes sure he has a substitute or whatever I bring him, and the other teachers, kitchen staff and director/coordinator have been telling her "just give it to him" or "it's fine, it won't bother him, not a big deal". She feels that when she is gone and not pushing for it they will just feed him whatever. Big sigh. Great.
Now, if Kian was 18 months or even 15 months or whatever, I wouldn't have such a big problem with it. But, he's a few days before 10 months still. Most babies still are doing some jarred foods and some table foods so staff doesn't have to worry about substituting table foods for infants. They really don't have 'alternatives' of the menu for infants. The 12 month infants get cupcakes for snack just like everyone else. I see a problem with that.
I've already brought in snacks and breakfast cereal foods for days when cupcakes and cookies are on the snack menu. Now, I'm going to have to bring his lunch too? I'm paying a lot and you can't offer me plain pasta or a piece of turkey instead of fish stix for lunch? That irks me. If he had an allergy, then they would substitute, because they are on the government food program. (which is so totally UNhealthy!) But, because I want my child to have healthy foods, or to introduce foods slowly, I should have eyes rolled at me and just have him given whatever they feel like it? Wonderful.
So, in my weekly, wonderful Wegmans trip tomorrow I will be looking at the Gerber graduates Organic meals. More money spent, when I feel that daycare could/should help me somewhat? Blah. And yes, I understand partly because I worked at day cares. You can't expect them to substitute peas for broccoli for every kid who just doesn't like broccoli. But we're talking about infants here, being introduced to table foods, not a 3 year old. I know they have things they can buy and not buy. But, they don't ever follow the menu anyways and the government food program is horribly unhealthy and I'd like to know who makes that up on the federal level. Here's an example: breakfast is always English muffins or bagels and cereal for those who want it. Lunches: spaghetti, tuna noodle casserole (not so bad yet) then chicken nuggets, fish stix, pizza, rice bake -it's rice, spag sauce and cheese, sounds gross to me, and grilled cheese comes up a lot. Snacks: pudding, cookies, cupcakes, then one day a week is fruit and fruit dip. One day.
So...that's where we're at...
Kashi
I am in love with Kashi. It's delicious, extremely healthy, wholesome, wonderful. And it's reasonably priced. Even BJ's sells Kashi! I just tried their new (?) TLC Tasty Little Cookies Oatmeal chocolate. Mmm! Pumpkin spice granola bars-delish! And my all time fave? The cherry dark chocolate granola bars. Sounds unhealthy right? Wrong. Made with 7 whole grains, natural sugar, no additives, no colors, no nothing. Even the chocolate is natural/organic. Heavenly. Then wonderful Jessica at work told me about Kashi frozen tomato garlic pizza...yay! Just a little plug for Kashi.
Oops
I've been given sight to see that my previous posts have been a little....blah? Cynical? Frustrated? ha, lots of things. It's definitely an adjustment, not so much the job because I know that like the back of my hand. But, getting used to leaving my baby, with someone I don't know, that's probably the biggest thing, and still figuring out my time lines and the packing of 3 bags every morning. The older he gets the easier it will be: he'll be able to walk, not need bottles, therefore I won't need my Medela PIS bag, and all that jazz.
But, of all things, I'm most frustrated with is my boss. Incompetence. That about sums it up. She scheduled me for 2-3 visits each day with my new clients. The first few I went to the families had no clue I was coming. I figured they just forgot. But when I started looking in the notes in the files most of them hadn't had visits confirmed at all. The last straw was yesterday when I went to a visit and the mom was visibly, clearly, annoyed and ticked. At me? I don't know. She let me come in and do my paperwork, and I rushed through it like never before. Because, I could tell by her annoyed staring into space and ignoring me that she clearly just wanted it to end. She was mad because she said no one had called at all, nothing was scheduled, absolutely not and she just happened to be home. And who looks like the jackass? Me. I asked my boss about it, she says "oh I called, but I just probably forgot to put the note in". Always an excuse. Whatever. So, now I have to call every family and confirm these visits. To which, most of them have said they either didn't know about them, or they were at times that were not good (ie they worked until 4:30 but the visit was scheduled at 3:30???). So, it's just hard and frustrating.
And now there is more laundry because I can't get away with wearing the same pair of jeans 2-3 times a week. I actually have to wear different, decent outfits daily ha! And try not to get cat hair on them before I leave, or pee, poop, puke, you name it. So far, so good.
Kian's got something, virus I guess. Not interested in eating, very gassy, diarrhea and vomited Sunday, but seems okay other than that. Except today after I fed him, I put him on the floor, he crawled to the TV, then turned around to face us. Kevin looks at him and goes "whats on his back?" Um yeah, he went right in the tub, clothes and all while I hosed everything down then gave him a bath. He's only eaten a bagel and a cracker today, thought those would be easy on his stomach. I think he's just going to get every daycare virus/illness in one straight shot, and hopefully build up those immunities! His nose has been running since he started. Oh well. And he's taken to hair twisting, mostly his, since mine is always up. Kind of cute, but I just don't want chunks of hair missing =)
This nicer weather makes the hot tub even better, so that's where I'm headed for some relaxing! After I wash bottles and sippy cups of course. =D
But, of all things, I'm most frustrated with is my boss. Incompetence. That about sums it up. She scheduled me for 2-3 visits each day with my new clients. The first few I went to the families had no clue I was coming. I figured they just forgot. But when I started looking in the notes in the files most of them hadn't had visits confirmed at all. The last straw was yesterday when I went to a visit and the mom was visibly, clearly, annoyed and ticked. At me? I don't know. She let me come in and do my paperwork, and I rushed through it like never before. Because, I could tell by her annoyed staring into space and ignoring me that she clearly just wanted it to end. She was mad because she said no one had called at all, nothing was scheduled, absolutely not and she just happened to be home. And who looks like the jackass? Me. I asked my boss about it, she says "oh I called, but I just probably forgot to put the note in". Always an excuse. Whatever. So, now I have to call every family and confirm these visits. To which, most of them have said they either didn't know about them, or they were at times that were not good (ie they worked until 4:30 but the visit was scheduled at 3:30???). So, it's just hard and frustrating.
And now there is more laundry because I can't get away with wearing the same pair of jeans 2-3 times a week. I actually have to wear different, decent outfits daily ha! And try not to get cat hair on them before I leave, or pee, poop, puke, you name it. So far, so good.
Kian's got something, virus I guess. Not interested in eating, very gassy, diarrhea and vomited Sunday, but seems okay other than that. Except today after I fed him, I put him on the floor, he crawled to the TV, then turned around to face us. Kevin looks at him and goes "whats on his back?" Um yeah, he went right in the tub, clothes and all while I hosed everything down then gave him a bath. He's only eaten a bagel and a cracker today, thought those would be easy on his stomach. I think he's just going to get every daycare virus/illness in one straight shot, and hopefully build up those immunities! His nose has been running since he started. Oh well. And he's taken to hair twisting, mostly his, since mine is always up. Kind of cute, but I just don't want chunks of hair missing =)
This nicer weather makes the hot tub even better, so that's where I'm headed for some relaxing! After I wash bottles and sippy cups of course. =D
Time
Trying to find time for anything anymore is getting crazy. This is what I knew would happen and feared the most going back to work. Less time with Kevin, less time with Kian, less time for housework, less time for me! So instead of laying in bed, not sleeping, because of the million things I have to do running through my head, I decided to just get up, get showered, actually sit and eat breakfast and check emails and such. That's a long sentence. Oops. I have to get Kian up in approximately 5 minutes. And me waking up at 5 am is not fun, especially when he woke up 4 times last night. I think he's still not feeling great. Fun times.
I have this list of things in my head I want to blog about, but then I forget them. I'd like to blog about work, what we do there in Early Intervention, since lots of people don't even know what it is. I'd like to post my recipes and talk about how horrible Daniel Pearl's "To Train Up a Child" so-called "parenting" book is, under the guise of Christian discipline. Oh My! I'd like to give Jon some fun with Chimp Eden, his new obsession. I'd like to actually put away that always clean, always folded, but always full basket of clothes in my bedroom. Oh well. I guess that's life. At least I can make some good dinners and go for a walk in this ever-warming air. Off to work...
I have this list of things in my head I want to blog about, but then I forget them. I'd like to blog about work, what we do there in Early Intervention, since lots of people don't even know what it is. I'd like to post my recipes and talk about how horrible Daniel Pearl's "To Train Up a Child" so-called "parenting" book is, under the guise of Christian discipline. Oh My! I'd like to give Jon some fun with Chimp Eden, his new obsession. I'd like to actually put away that always clean, always folded, but always full basket of clothes in my bedroom. Oh well. I guess that's life. At least I can make some good dinners and go for a walk in this ever-warming air. Off to work...
We made ...
...through the first week. And it didn't go as planned, thanks to an absent-minded, deaf boss. Not literally deaf, deaf by choice I think. Ugh. But, we just rearranged schedules and drop off times so that Kian wasn't at daycare very long any of those days. Which may be good or bad as he finds himself there all day this week. I think he'll be okay. His note Thursday said he was giving hugs, so he must like Miss Molly. They've been good about asking me what I want him to eat or not eat and he's taken the rest of his bottles without any issue.
I still hate leaving him in the mornings. He's still not sleeping much there at all. Friday he came home, ate, read some stories then he slept for 2 hours. I think eventually he'll get it, he'll learn to drown out the noise, the lights, etc. We're trying here, to desensitize him, but sometimes he just really needs to sleep so I shut the blinds and just keep it quiet so he gets some sleep.
I am easily getting back into the swing of things. A few things have changed since I was out, but minor things-like wording of service plans, etc. I like this job, some office work, some home visits (although they can be a big pain) but it's variety that keeps things interesting. I usually get some good families that I connect with and make it fun. But, then I feel guilty for somewhat even thinking of sorta, kinda, maybe, somedays liking my job...when my baby boy is getting hugs from teachers....ahh. But, then in some ways I make the most of the time I'm with him and it's a lot more direct and special. For instance, the second day I picked him up he was so happy to see me, smiling, waving, hugging me. I always complained to Kevin "he's never happy to see me". Kevin's answer of course was "well you never go anywhere, you're always with him." so true.
Now, my weekends are even more precious; my time even more valuable. I have a thing for Sundays. Sundays to me are for church, big breakfasts, relaxing with my family, and preparing bags/lunches/whatever it may be for the next day and preparing for the week. Which means I do not like to do much visiting or going out on Sundays. Try to tell that to the in-laws. But, I said it before and I'm sticking to it. Sundays are my day with my hubby and my baby. Friday night, maybe even Saturday night, but come Sunday I'm a homebody.
So...we shall see how it all goes. I can make my own schedule, it's as flexible as I need it to be, so it might be alright. Now the next few weeks will be busy, weekends too... baby shower, shopping for baby shower stuff, Mother's Day, my birthday (which always, always, always coincides with mother's day somehow or another).
Being my first official Mother's Day, would it be elfish of me to want to do what I want for a change? Without worrying about which mother I may tick off this year, or both? My birthday always ends up being a Mother's Day celebration, which is kind of annoying. I get pushed to the back burner. Ho hum.
Anyway, enough rambling. I've some new recipes I need to post: White Chili, Pasta Carbonara (healthy version) and another that just totally escaped my brain...so those will be up sometime this week. Have a good week everyone!
I still hate leaving him in the mornings. He's still not sleeping much there at all. Friday he came home, ate, read some stories then he slept for 2 hours. I think eventually he'll get it, he'll learn to drown out the noise, the lights, etc. We're trying here, to desensitize him, but sometimes he just really needs to sleep so I shut the blinds and just keep it quiet so he gets some sleep.
I am easily getting back into the swing of things. A few things have changed since I was out, but minor things-like wording of service plans, etc. I like this job, some office work, some home visits (although they can be a big pain) but it's variety that keeps things interesting. I usually get some good families that I connect with and make it fun. But, then I feel guilty for somewhat even thinking of sorta, kinda, maybe, somedays liking my job...when my baby boy is getting hugs from teachers....ahh. But, then in some ways I make the most of the time I'm with him and it's a lot more direct and special. For instance, the second day I picked him up he was so happy to see me, smiling, waving, hugging me. I always complained to Kevin "he's never happy to see me". Kevin's answer of course was "well you never go anywhere, you're always with him." so true.
Now, my weekends are even more precious; my time even more valuable. I have a thing for Sundays. Sundays to me are for church, big breakfasts, relaxing with my family, and preparing bags/lunches/whatever it may be for the next day and preparing for the week. Which means I do not like to do much visiting or going out on Sundays. Try to tell that to the in-laws. But, I said it before and I'm sticking to it. Sundays are my day with my hubby and my baby. Friday night, maybe even Saturday night, but come Sunday I'm a homebody.
So...we shall see how it all goes. I can make my own schedule, it's as flexible as I need it to be, so it might be alright. Now the next few weeks will be busy, weekends too... baby shower, shopping for baby shower stuff, Mother's Day, my birthday (which always, always, always coincides with mother's day somehow or another).
Being my first official Mother's Day, would it be elfish of me to want to do what I want for a change? Without worrying about which mother I may tick off this year, or both? My birthday always ends up being a Mother's Day celebration, which is kind of annoying. I get pushed to the back burner. Ho hum.
Anyway, enough rambling. I've some new recipes I need to post: White Chili, Pasta Carbonara (healthy version) and another that just totally escaped my brain...so those will be up sometime this week. Have a good week everyone!
Wordless Wednesday with a twist
This week's theme: Color! Go on over to Rachel's blog to check out the other participants and don't forget to vote for your fave!
Yellow of Sunny Daffodils
Since it is still very brown in upstate NY, I had to make do with what colors I could find:
Pink of a baby's hand
Green of basil being eaten by a cat
Yellow of Sunny Daffodils
Blue of a baby's first spring
White of a naughty, screen-climbing cat
Purple of Crocuses pushing through frozen ground
Green of cat eyes and fuzzy blankets
And just because I love my crocuses:
Check out this bee! He was warming up his wings in the sunshine:
THAT mom
Great, 2 days into daycare and I'm already known as that mom. I'm probably the one they talk about, like I used to talk about that mom when I worked in daycare. The one who was particular, a little neurotic, slightly 'off' and just made your job harder? Yeah. Great.
In the mornings they tend to combine Infant I (Kian's class) with Infant II because there aren't as many kids yet. So, I brought him in the other room and they were getting breakfast ready, so I told them he hadn't eaten yet. The teacher took him from me and put him in the high chair. Then she goes "I know he can't have certain stuff, can he have an English muffin?" I said yes, but please hold the jelly (I just don't believe he needs that sugar yet). Then I get to thinking, great, I don't even know this teacher and it's spread. The other room already knows I want my kid having healthy food and they think I'm a nut job. Sigh. I simply asked that he not have cookies, graham crackers (has honey and tons of sugar) and no syrups, stuff like that. I worked there before, I remember them giving 12 month olds chocolate chip cookies for snacks! But, now I am just positive they think I'm a nut case and talk about me already. I willingly brought in organic teddy puffs and Annie's cheddar bunnies for any substitutes. Yum to Annie's bunnies!
Oh well, if I'm a nut case for wanting my almost 10 month old to eat healthy, then so be it.
In the mornings they tend to combine Infant I (Kian's class) with Infant II because there aren't as many kids yet. So, I brought him in the other room and they were getting breakfast ready, so I told them he hadn't eaten yet. The teacher took him from me and put him in the high chair. Then she goes "I know he can't have certain stuff, can he have an English muffin?" I said yes, but please hold the jelly (I just don't believe he needs that sugar yet). Then I get to thinking, great, I don't even know this teacher and it's spread. The other room already knows I want my kid having healthy food and they think I'm a nut job. Sigh. I simply asked that he not have cookies, graham crackers (has honey and tons of sugar) and no syrups, stuff like that. I worked there before, I remember them giving 12 month olds chocolate chip cookies for snacks! But, now I am just positive they think I'm a nut case and talk about me already. I willingly brought in organic teddy puffs and Annie's cheddar bunnies for any substitutes. Yum to Annie's bunnies!
Oh well, if I'm a nut case for wanting my almost 10 month old to eat healthy, then so be it.
We...survived
Well, we made it through the first day yesterday. First off, let me just tell you, I'm jumping right back into the poor management I left. Ugh. When I went into meet with the supervisor we discussed doing half days. She says "what does that look like to you?" (As Amy put it, "what does that look like to anyone?! moron") I said 8-12 or something similar. Well, what does she do (not Amy, the supervisor) she schedules me visits, first day and all week long til 1 or 2pm. I'm like what?! So, I went in there and said "so this week when we said half days and that I would work from home in the afternoons?" She tells me "yeah don't worry about working from home, I just made it so you could leave by 2 every day". Um, yeah but that wasn't the plan. GRRRR! So, either I do some rearranging of my schedule myself, or I'll just go in later to shorten up my days.
Anyway, there were a few tears, mine, not Kian's. Go figure. I guess it's because I've only left him here with Elissa mostly, Kevin's mom once or twice, but always here at our house. It's way different leaving him AT a place. I brought him in, and he stood kind of clinging to me, hugged him. Then we got him interested in some toys. I stood up to leave and said goodbye, but he was too busy with the toy to turn around! Stinker! So, I had to leave before I felt any worse. I did call a few hours into the day. They said he was doing fine, but of course being so nosy that he didn't want to sleep. I didn't figure he'd sleep much there this week, while he gets used to it all. Then I had to call and tell them I'd be later than expected (thanks to my late visit scheduled by my boss, on my very first day, grr) and they told me he hadn't even taken his bottle. I was worried because I only brought one and I was going to be late. He totally refused it all day, 5 hours. He's used to bottles, not often, but here and there. Not cool. Of course they said he chowed his lunch down, well yeah, he was hungry! So, today I will have to see if he'd prefer to have his milk in his sippy cup instead? Fun, fun, fun.
Overall, it wasn't horrible, but I wish a certain supervisor had listened and remembered when we agreed to my half days. Even her supervisor agreed to it. Grr. It's not so easy getting up, getting me ready, eating, getting bags ready, getting Kian ready, getting everything in the car and out the door. Sheesh! I'll have a report on the full week on Friday.
**On a "sad" sidenote: My photoshop CS3 trial program has ended. Which means I don't have the wonderful editing program any longer, I can no longer make my pictures more beautiful. Since I do not have the several hundred dollars the program costs I will be going back to Microsoft picture it and Photoshop 7.0....sigh.
Anyway, there were a few tears, mine, not Kian's. Go figure. I guess it's because I've only left him here with Elissa mostly, Kevin's mom once or twice, but always here at our house. It's way different leaving him AT a place. I brought him in, and he stood kind of clinging to me, hugged him. Then we got him interested in some toys. I stood up to leave and said goodbye, but he was too busy with the toy to turn around! Stinker! So, I had to leave before I felt any worse. I did call a few hours into the day. They said he was doing fine, but of course being so nosy that he didn't want to sleep. I didn't figure he'd sleep much there this week, while he gets used to it all. Then I had to call and tell them I'd be later than expected (thanks to my late visit scheduled by my boss, on my very first day, grr) and they told me he hadn't even taken his bottle. I was worried because I only brought one and I was going to be late. He totally refused it all day, 5 hours. He's used to bottles, not often, but here and there. Not cool. Of course they said he chowed his lunch down, well yeah, he was hungry! So, today I will have to see if he'd prefer to have his milk in his sippy cup instead? Fun, fun, fun.
Overall, it wasn't horrible, but I wish a certain supervisor had listened and remembered when we agreed to my half days. Even her supervisor agreed to it. Grr. It's not so easy getting up, getting me ready, eating, getting bags ready, getting Kian ready, getting everything in the car and out the door. Sheesh! I'll have a report on the full week on Friday.
**On a "sad" sidenote: My photoshop CS3 trial program has ended. Which means I don't have the wonderful editing program any longer, I can no longer make my pictures more beautiful. Since I do not have the several hundred dollars the program costs I will be going back to Microsoft picture it and Photoshop 7.0....sigh.
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I've still been waiting for someone to notice my 'creative' work on my blog banner. i taught myself that with photoshop and some pointers from a website. yes, my self esteem needs some boosting. hehe. probably because I'm feeling quite overwhelmed right now about my ability to handle working, mothering, "wife-ing", cleaning the house/yard, cooking...oh my! I know a million mother's do it every day. I just am not good with change, so it's very nerve-wracking!
So I think about good things, like the sunshine today, and planning my veggie garden. This year it's going to be a little bigger (oxymoron? little bigger?) with some refinement of the vegetables, and I am quite excited about it. I love my veggie garden. And I am adding some berries this year, and rekindling my herb garden. Yeah, I know, I'm crazy right? Don't answer that Jon! Alright, I shall have to post about my first day back at work tomorrow...
So I think about good things, like the sunshine today, and planning my veggie garden. This year it's going to be a little bigger (oxymoron? little bigger?) with some refinement of the vegetables, and I am quite excited about it. I love my veggie garden. And I am adding some berries this year, and rekindling my herb garden. Yeah, I know, I'm crazy right? Don't answer that Jon! Alright, I shall have to post about my first day back at work tomorrow...
Busy
I've been neglecting my blog lately. Not that it really matters, I don't have much of a "readership" per se. I've been distracted by getting ready to go back to work. Which, is such an undesirable thing after all this time. My new theory is that mothers should work from the day the baby is born until the baby is about 5 months old, then take maternity leave. Newborns are lumps, let's face it, but the older they get the more fun they are, the more interactive, the more skills they have... I know, it's just a thought, relax. Anyways, my point was that I am busy gathering things, shopping for any other stuff, preparing bags, bottles, and mucho stuff for the "big day" on Monday. Eek! And no, I have not prepared by getting up and "running through the motions" I thought I'd do that, but then Kian woke up at 5 and that botched my 620am wake up call. Ha! We'll just wing it.
So, putting my child in daycare seems more detrimental and un-nerving for me, rather than him. I think he'll enjoy being with other kids, but I know it's a big change for all of us. I'm worried he'll be mad at me or be upset without me all day. Granted, he should sleep 3 of the 8 hours he's there. Ugh, 8 hours, away from me, with someone else... that's enough to put a knife in your heart.
Anyway, on to happier things. I'm also working on planning a baby shower for Elissa-yay. I don't mind planning parties and things, I actually enjoy that. Amy and I used to say we should quit our jobs and become event planners. We always had so many greater ideas than those at work, those work parties/events just plain stunk. I don't mind hosting either, keeps ya busy. It's actually those parties that I had to be the center of attention for (bridal, baby) that bothered me the most! I don't particularly like attention on me for extended periods of time. Blah. So, we're finding some food and games and other fun stuff.
And not only have I gotten down to my pre-prego weight, but I am 3 lbs under! Yay me. Sadly, I don't know how much working out I"ll be able to do with going back to work. But now that nicer weather is coming there will be many walks outside- hooray!
I've got some new recipes in my files to try, so we'll see how they come out in the next week or so and I"ll post them to share. White (chicken) chili mm mm! I know you're waiting with bated breath =)
So, putting my child in daycare seems more detrimental and un-nerving for me, rather than him. I think he'll enjoy being with other kids, but I know it's a big change for all of us. I'm worried he'll be mad at me or be upset without me all day. Granted, he should sleep 3 of the 8 hours he's there. Ugh, 8 hours, away from me, with someone else... that's enough to put a knife in your heart.
Anyway, on to happier things. I'm also working on planning a baby shower for Elissa-yay. I don't mind planning parties and things, I actually enjoy that. Amy and I used to say we should quit our jobs and become event planners. We always had so many greater ideas than those at work, those work parties/events just plain stunk. I don't mind hosting either, keeps ya busy. It's actually those parties that I had to be the center of attention for (bridal, baby) that bothered me the most! I don't particularly like attention on me for extended periods of time. Blah. So, we're finding some food and games and other fun stuff.
And not only have I gotten down to my pre-prego weight, but I am 3 lbs under! Yay me. Sadly, I don't know how much working out I"ll be able to do with going back to work. But now that nicer weather is coming there will be many walks outside- hooray!
I've got some new recipes in my files to try, so we'll see how they come out in the next week or so and I"ll post them to share. White (chicken) chili mm mm! I know you're waiting with bated breath =)
Friend
Beware Jon!
My new 'brest' friend:
My new 'brest' friend:
Ha! I make myself laugh.
Why? Why in the world would you do that? You ask? Because. Because I've been doing it for 9.5 months and just because I am going back to work and Kian will be in daycare, why does that mean I should stop? Because I had cow milk sensitivities and Kevin does too. Because I don't want to mess around trying to find a formula that would agree with Kian for just 2 months. Because it's just 2 months more that he really, truly needs it. Because formula stinks, tastes nasty and stains. Because Kian isn't showing any signs of being done yet. Because my child has only had one small illness thus far. Because it's best. Because I want to. That's why.
Green Vaccine Rally
I am unabashedly stealing this from Christy because I think this is very important. One of the main reasons I have not vaccinated Kian yet is because of the utter JUNK they put in them. Parents do no realize what is REALLY in vaccines. (mouse tissue, fetal tissue, dyes, chemicals, preservatives, etc. just to name a few)
So! If any of you know Jenny McCarthy has a son with Autism. She is not against vaccines per se, but against the CRAP in them. She and Jim Carrey are putting on a "Green Our Vaccines" Rally in Washington DC in June. http://talkaboutcuringautism.org/jenny/dc-rally/green-our-vaccines-rally.htm Please check it out!
While, I doubt that I will be able to go, although I would LOVE LOVE LOVE to go, I thought I'd at least put it out there and get the word out. I will see if there is another way to support this rally? But, we need to support these people, families, children, and let the government know we want to clean up these vaccines before we inject our children with red dye #40, formaldehyde, and Lord knows what else!
So! If any of you know Jenny McCarthy has a son with Autism. She is not against vaccines per se, but against the CRAP in them. She and Jim Carrey are putting on a "Green Our Vaccines" Rally in Washington DC in June. http://talkaboutcuringautism.org/jenny/dc-rally/green-our-vaccines-rally.htm Please check it out!
While, I doubt that I will be able to go, although I would LOVE LOVE LOVE to go, I thought I'd at least put it out there and get the word out. I will see if there is another way to support this rally? But, we need to support these people, families, children, and let the government know we want to clean up these vaccines before we inject our children with red dye #40, formaldehyde, and Lord knows what else!
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