Friday, February 27, 2009

Do NOT touch my child

When Courtney was a couple of weeks old, we went to Targé and we were in the little Starbucks area. I think this was one of our first outings, just the two of us. Anyway, I was waiting for my decaf latte and this lady comes up and sticks her grubby little hand into Courtney's car seat and touches my child!! I was so aghast, I didn't know what to say. She didn't ask or anything, she just touched her. How rude!! For all I know, she doesn't wash her hands after going to the bathroom or maybe she has a cold and just coughed all over her hands. My baby might BREAK!

Last week we went out for pizza and this guy comes up to our table to tell us how cute and well behaved our little baby is. (Well, yeah, I know. She's ADORABLE!) And then he proceeds to tell me he would just pinch her little cheeks if only he wasn't sick. OK, I'm glad that he recognized he was sick and he shouldn't touch Courtney. However, who said you could touch my kid in the first place??? If I walked up to him and pinched his wife's cheeks, how do you think they'd feel? They'd probably have me arrested for accosting her. But it's ok for them to touch my baby? I don't think so.

The same thing holds true when you're pregnant. In who's right mind is it ok to walk up to me and put your hand on my stomach? Especially, if I don't even KNOW you. If I walked up to someone and put my hand on their stomach I could be all, "so when are you due?," knowing perfectly well that they aren't pregnant.

Whatever happened to "personal space?"

And please person-I've-never-met-who-is-full-of-nasty-germs, don't touch my baby.

More pictures


"Mommy, this hat is too big."




"Really, I love the bath but it's cold out of the water."


New shades for the summer.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

OK, I'm over the angst

It turns out we're all going to survive. I went to the doctor yesterday morning and I do indeed have an ear infection. (I looked up ear infections on Web MD and everything on there has to do with kids and ear infections. That's because other than my sister-in-law and myself, most adults don't get ear infections.) Courtney is acting the same as she had been, a little less sick to the stomach maybe, but otherwise she's "fine". She's not sleeping great at night, which is a killer for us, but what can you do?

On a brighter note, we're starting mommy and baby water aerobics tomorrow, that should be fun! She loves the bath tub so I don't think the pool should be too traumatic. Besides, this kid is going to be a little fish, with our having a pool and Paul's determination that she will be a surfer girl, so we should start her in the water now. In the meantime, I may actually get a little exercise out of the deal.

Monday, February 23, 2009

What. A LOUSY. Mom.

Since the minute Courtney was born, she's been sneezing. A-choo! A-choo! Almost always 2 in a row. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree - I'm a constant sneezer as is my mom. Courtney comes by it naturally. Anyway, she's been coughing a little. Cough cough. And then nothing for a couple of days. Cough cough. And then nothing. And she's the tiniest bit snotty but her nose isn't running or anything. There's just stuff up there. Well, today she ate and I burped her and there was the tiniest traces of blood in what came up - a little mucus and a little blood (sorry for the bodily fluid information). But any blood, no matter how scant, isn't a good thing so like a good mom, I took Courtney to the doctor. It turns out she has a cold. She's probably had one for at least a week so really, her cold is almost over. Huh? Really? My baby, whom I spend practically 24 hours a day with, has a cold? So I ask the pediatrician, whom I really like, how am I supposed to know she has a cold? And she looks at me like, "what's wrong with you, you lousy mom?" Don't I feel terrible!!

If I can't tell my baby has a cold, when I'm with her 24 hours a day, I'm doomed. Shouldn't I know these things? Shouldn't I be able to tell? She can't talk so it's up to me to be able to tell when there's something wrong. If I can't see what's right under my nose, how am I going to do when she's a teenager?

To top off on all my mom angst, I think I'm getting an ear infection. I'll find out after I go to the doctors appointment tomorrow.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Do we do too much?

I don't do well with sitting around, watching the clock tick. Don't get me wrong - I love a lazy day on the couch, eating my popcorn and watching a movie or some tv. I can't sit at home all the time though, I need to get out and talk to adults and leave the laundry behind. However, I'm learning that Courtney needs some time at home, watching me fold the laundry and eating my popcorn.

Saturday our bestest friend Caroline had a Valentine's Day Party. Courtney was allowed to attend and as the only baby there, she was the center of attention (I mean, she's SOOO cute!!). She took a nap on the couch, her beautiful angelic self, and people looked at her and wondering if she was real. We passed her around a little bit and held her for a long time and we left when she started to get a little crabby. Sure enough, Saturday night she was a MESS. SCREAMING her little head off and refusing to go to sleep. I don't know if she was over tired or over stimulated but she was OVER something!! And wouldn't you know, the next 3 nights were all bad nights. She screamed 2 of those nights and slept terribly all three of those nights. As a result, so did we and we were tired. I think Courtney was tired too because last night she slept for TWELVE hours!! TWELVE!! It was awesome.

Sadly, I don't know that we'll have that 12 hour window again. I don't know what it was that finally put her to the 12 hour mark so I'm not sure how to duplicate it. Maybe we need to do less during the day and get her more on a schedule. We're pretty busy people. We go out to lunch with people, we run errands, we go visiting, we go walking - we do do do. Maybe all that doing is too much. We're not really on a schedule at the moment but I think we're at the point where we can start. Courtney will be 3 months tomorrow and I think she's big enough where we can get on some sort of schedule. I'm ready. I hope she is.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

On being a mom

I love being a mom. It's the greatest and my little bambina doesn't even really do much yet. She's a BIG smiler and she'll smile at you when you do something silly or you smile at her. It's so incredibly rewarding and it warms you from the inside out. Even at 4am, when I swaddle Courtney, she'll give me this big smile, in between her little cries, and it's the cutest thing ever!

I don't know if Courtney is a giant of a child or other people's babies are just itty bitty little, but Courtney is HUGE. There are a couple of babies in our pilates class who are a couple of months older than Courtney and they're the same size/weight as she is if not smaller!! I wonder if she's going to be a giant.

Courtney's been a good sleeper the past couple of nights. She's slept 7 1/2 - 8 hours at a time - amazing!! It's harder to get her to stay in the swaddle while she's sleeping and I'm afraid that's going to mess up her sleeping at night. Of course, we only ever get 2-3 good nights in a row, maybe 4, so if we could get someconsistency that would be nice.

Courtney just amazes me. She's a little miracle. She has the cutest little hands and feet. She has the chubbiest little wrists and thighs. CHUBBY thighs!! It's a riot. Her head is all fuzzy with the cutest red/brown hair. And she's SO chatty. She just talks and talks. I really think she's solved world peace but is getting frustrated because we can't understand what she's trying to tell me. I love being with her and am so glad that I'm not going back to work next week. I'd hate to miss a minute of her days!

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Some of our professional pictures






We had someone come to the house and take pictures of the Holder Family. I'm sure I'm not biased or anything but our baby girl is the cutest baby EVER!! (These were taken February 1st.)

Thursday, February 5, 2009

10 1/2 weeks


Tuesday, February 3, 2009

What happened to my body?

When Paul and I got married, I had lost a bunch of weight. I don't honestly remember how much but it was a bunch and I looked gooood. And, of course, I bought all these clothes that would fit on my skinny butt. Alas, I got married, gained the "freshman 15 of married-dom" and my skinny clothes didn't really fit. However, my pre-skinny clothes still fit. Maybe not as well as they should have but at least they fit.

Fast forward a year or so. I got pregnant, I gained 30 pounds and had a baby. Oh, and my hips took on proportions that are normally preceded with a "wide load" sign. Ten weeks and 5 days later, I've lost the 30 pounds but those pre-pregnancy clothes do not fit. Some of them fit, kind of, but there's this unattractive roll that hangs over the waist. I know, what a visual. Oh, and my hips still require that wide load sign. I mean, they were wide before I was pregnant but this is ridiculous, how do I get them back to "normal?"

OK, so I haven't really been eating all that well and haven't given up the incredible sweet tooth I developed while pregnant. I have been eating better (minus the 8000 calories I ate at the Super Bowl party) but I guess I haven't commtted fully to the thought of losing weight. I think I would actually do much better if I never left the house and didn't go anywhere they serve food.

Perhaps if I put my committment down on "paper," I'll be more dedicated.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

What a week

It's been quite a week here at the Holder household. Last Sunday Courtney decided that she was beyond napping. I mean, at 9 1/2 weeks old, she's clearly mature enough to make that decision on her own. Anyway, her lack of a nap led us to a couple of nights with extreme screaming and exhaustion. She was so over tired that she wouldn't fall asleep until midnight, 1 or 2am. On top of that, she seems to be having a growth spurt of sorts and is eating constantly. She's gotten over her hatred of the nap, and has decided that perhaps she likes the nap after all but she still isn't sleeping well at night. As a matter of fact, she's gone from waking me once a night to 2 or even 3 times a night. So much for progress.

Paul and I are trying to figure out what I should do with myself now that I'm unemployed and enjoying being a stay at home mom. We bought our house as a dual income family so we can't really afford to live here and only have one income. We can afford for me to stay at home for a while but at some point I would have to go back to work if we stay in this house. The alternative is for us to sell the house and live in a house where we can survive on one income. We'd probably lose our shirts on this house if we sold it. And the thought of packing and moving makes me almost physically ill. However, the thought of staying home with my baby girl would make it all worth it. Dilemma dilemma.