Yum yum! Nutrition!

I received another pamphlet/booklet from Nestle: Very Best Baby. They always send coupons for formula and helpful info. This time they sent info on how much and what baby should be eating from 9-12 months. I have been trying to find an example of a meal for a while now.

Now I know.

I also know that at this time in their live, baby needs 9 TIMES more calcium and iron than an adult male!!!!!

In this, they recommended that I start on the Good Start 2 formula because it provides that. We also started adding new foods to his diet: cheese, cottage cheese, yogurt and crackers. We had started giving him teething biscuits a couple of weeks ago and he’s just now getting used to them. He doesn’t like the cheese and I’m giving him cottage cheese today, so we’ll see how that goes. He loves the yogurt!

I’m excited about feeding him new things!! It makes me feel even more like a mom. I like that he relies on me to cut up his food and feed him good things. I can tell that he’s excited about it, despite the semi-sour faces he makes when he tries that first bite.

Being a mom has been the best experience ever. I am glad that I am able to live a healthy, happy life with my wonderful family.

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Today I was the minority.

What a hectic day!!! Ahhh!

I just got home about 45 minutes ago. This is the first time I’ve gotten online.

I had to get the Mowery’s photos sorted out since they ordered for 3 families. That took a little while. Then I prepared to take Aidan to get his shots. 😐

I made the appointment at the Health Department because I discovered that they only charge $13.75 for all of his shots. If I went to his doctor, I would have had to pay a $30 copay (I believe).

We had to wait in the lobby for a while. At first, he was checking out all the kids and calm. Then he got comfortable and started jumping in my lap and talking up a storm. I felt guilty because I knew he was getting ready to be in pain and he didn’t.

While in the lobby, the majority of people were Mexicans. There were 3 white people including myself and 6 Mexican people (all with about 15 kids running around). I felt disgusted the whole time I was there because it just felt nasty in there. The windows were grimey and so were the floors. The chairs looked tattered and worn. Aidan’s pediatrician has a well building and a sick building. I LOVE that!!

Anyhoo.

Once we made it back to the office, she was preparing the needles and Aidan was looking at her like he knew what was coming. Poor baby had to get poked 5 times!! (I got the flu shot for him as well). He cried so hard that he saped and turned blood red. I started crying and kissing him on the head. As soon as she was done, I started to turn him around and cuddle. He turned himself around and held his arms up. As soon as I held him close, he stopped crying. Aww. 🙂

Then I told him, “She’s the mean person, not momma.” lol

She thought it was funny, too.

She told me that he’d be caught up in 6 months. Now I just hope that the pediatrician doesn’t recommend that we wait until then to have his surgery. The urologist doesn’t like to do it after they’re a year old. They can, they just prefer not to.

Guess I’ll call Aidan’s doctor next week and find out.

Since Aidan is too young for ice cream, I bought him a toy. He chose a xylophone!!

Why I didn’t put my baby in daycare:

Last week I heard on the news about a baby at a daycare that was discovered to have been put in a dark room with it’s paci taped with packaging tape over it’s mouth.

I would be going to jail for beating the living shit out of somebody. This happened not too far from my hometown, in Jefferson City.

You know when I talked to people about why I refused to put Aidan in daycare after maternity leave, they always told me the same thing, you know that it doesn’t happen that often; it’s not every daycare….blah, blah. Well, maybe that’s true, but what about all of the abuse/neglect that we don’t hear about; that we don’t ever know happens?? I’m not willing to take that chance. Ever.

I couldn’t imagine what it would be like to have absolutely no control over what happens to you in any way shape or form. babies don’t know to scream for help. They don’t know that what’s being done to them is wrong.

If you’re a parent, picture the look on your baby’s face whenever they have their paci in and they give you that baffled, cute look. Now imagine it happening when someone’s taping up their mouth. How can anyone treat babies so horribly?? I mean you have to be sick to do such a thing.

Before Aidan was born, I was flippant on the idea of putting him in daycare. After he came along, I knew I never wanted to take any risks of putting him in danger.

Plus, I didn’t want his first word, first step, etc with other people. I wanted it to be with either Mike or I. Fortunately my job was able to help me out with this and I took a PRN position and they’ve worked me practically every weekend what I asked for: Saturday mornings to Sunday evenings. I stay overnight, then come home the next day for Mike to prepare for bed and go to work the next day.

I wouldn’t have it any other way. Of course, that is unless I am able to quit work and just do photography.

XOXO

I absolutely love when I pick Aidan up and he lays his head on my shoulder and wraps his arms around my neck. Sometimes he does it without laying his head down. Regardless…..I LOVE it!!

He also likes playing with my hair, especially when he’s trying to fall asleep in my arms. He’ll let it run through his fingers over and over. It’s sweet. It’s almost as if it’s calming for him.

And whenever he gets upset and starts to cry, he’ll do the “Ahhh-mom-mom-mommaaaa” thing. He always wants his momma. I was somewhere yesterday and a little boy started crying and saying, “I want my mommy” as his dad was carrying him off to the bathroom or wherever. I thought to myself, “That’s going to be Aidan.” Such a momma’s boy already!!

I don’t mind.

Mommies aren’t perfect. There’s no manual for motherhood.

Over the past few nights Aidan has woke up during the night – usually around 3 am – my guess is because he’s in pain from teething again. That, or because he’s not eating enough and not staying full through the night. He also had bad gas yesterday. Fart here. Fart there. Fart everywhere!

Well, I had gotten accustomed to sleeping through the night again. Suddenly I am awoken to have to tend to him. Not that I mind that at all, it’s just that it seems like forever to get him back to sleep. Really it isn’t, but because I’m not used to waking up again, I’m tired as hell when I do.

Last night I laid down to go to bed around midnight. Shortly after – like 15 minutes – just when I was getting comfy and asleep, he wakes up. I was very frustrated and shaky (you know when something startles you awake?).

Then he woke up again at like 4 am. Double whammy!! Man, was I tired. I was stumbling trying to get to the kitchen to make him some food and stuff. I was aggravated – not at Aidan – but at myself because it was like I couldn’t figure out what was wrong and fix it. And I didn’t want to ask Mike for help because he has to work; I don’t. I never want to bother him because he works long, rough hours. I don’t want to put my job off on him because I’m tired.

But….sometimes I’ll need help. Motherhood can be very exhausting and demanding, especially when your child is ill. Children get ill when teething. It’s painful and can cause fever, coughing, etc. I’m very fortunate that he’s never been sick from a virus or anything horrible like that.

Tylenol takes care of what we’ve gone through.

Back to my night. So I fed Aidan a bowl of rice and a bottle!! In the middle of the night. He slept until about 7:15am-ish when  put him in bed with me. Then we slept until 9am. There’s nothing better than cuddling with my child. Not even sex!!

This morning, Mike and I talked about last night and I broke down. I have a hard time asking for help with things…especially when I know how to do them.

There’s no manual on motherhood, so what you may do one day, may not work the next. Clearly I must change his eating habits and increase his intake.

He poops so much, too. I promise I change his diaper every hour and when he poops, immediately, but he’s still getting diaper rashes regularly. This is his first one in a couple of weeks or so. I think it’s the sweet potatoes that make him poop. It turns his butt red and it smells differently which signifies a chemical change which is what is burning his butt.

Poor baby. He cries when I try to clean him. I plan to just wash him when he poops.

Look at my rocking baby in his Misfits onesie and motorcycle boots!!

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Sugar, baby!

While we were laying in bed playing this morning, Aidan pulled himself up from laying down and he was able to get in an upright, sitting position!!

Woohoo! He’s growing so fast.

Yesterday we were looking in the mirror and I told him to give himself sugar, then I kissed the mirror to show him how. He leaned over and put his nose against the mirror. (That’s how he gives sugars!) How sweet!!

After his daddy came home, he gave him sugars galore! This was the first time I was even able to show Mike how he gives sugar, let alone him actually give it to him.

He’s the sweetest boy ever!!

For the past few days he’ been chewing on his fingers again, to the left side of his mouth. Signs of teething again!! He already has 3!!! Poor baby. He hasn’t been sleeping through the night lately because of it, I’m sure.