Posts Tagged ‘nursing’

Ok – I’m a little late in posting this but it’s been a very busy week (I’ll get to that later) but my little man turned TWO on Monday!!! It is crazy how fast time can go by.

A talented cake decorator I am not but the icing was delicious (my little man certainly thought so as that was the only part of the cake he ate).

It was a lucky coincidence that a few friends were visiting from out of town & could come over for a meal & little party. Combined with all the grandma’s & it was a pretty full house.

There were presents...

and cake...

and even a homemade crown for the little prince.

At two he is a pretty special little guy – although I am more than a little biased. Here is an excerpt from the e-mail I sent to our doctors in Costa Rica with a birthday update: “He is a joy to us (most) every day! At two he is 15 kilos (33lbs) & 92 cm (36”) tall with big hands & big feet. He runs & jumps & climbs & gets into everything. But he also loves to help us with everything from building the back deck & fixing to the toilet to vacuuming & baking muffins. He “talks” a lot but still has only a few words – I think we are at about 4 dozen in total right now – enough to get his point across. He is a very happy little boy who is usually pretty easy to live with. He has a wonderful personality with a sense humour that is developing with each day. In August we started potty training & it has gone wonderfully – we haven’t used a diaper day or night in over a month now, although I do my fair share of wet laundry!

Overall he has been very healthy with just a few colds, one case of roseola & a case of hand, foot & mouth disease all of which he weathered like a trooper.He is a wonderful eater – which brings envious comments from many other parents of picky toddlers (I realize I am VERY lucky here!) & he is still very much enjoying nursing.”

He was very pleased with his new wagon from his godparents.

We spaced out the gifts over two days to stretch out the interest & make it less overwelming for him. This was the last one - a travel carmat I made for him. The orange along the edge has pockets to put matchbox cars in & then the whole thing rolls up & goes with us.

We’re in New Brunswick now visiting friends so I will have pics from our trip up soon. Tomorrow we are going to the Hopewell Rocks on the Bay of Fundy – I am very much looking forward to that as last time I was in New Brunswick my plans to make it there were foiled & it’s been on my list of things I’d like to see ever since.


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Some babies have soothers – Diaperbutt was never interested except for a brief period when in the car.

Other babies suck their thumbs – again no interest.

I hear other children yet have a favourite blanket – Diaperbutt gets rather irritated when you try to put a blanket it over him, I have to wait until he asleep to tuck him in.

And I’ve seen more than one child who has a favourite teddy or doll – Diaperbutt looks at them, looks at me & then either throws the toy on the ground or walks away.In fact he always looks rather creeped out by them.

I even understand that some children accept a comfort item as babies.

But my boy is unique.

He has adopted this as his comfort item:

Nothing like a cold metal water bottle to nuzzle up against while falling asleep!

When I read this to Grumpy Bear he thought I was going to post a picture of my boob – so I guess the water bottle has not been fully adopted.

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I have been terrible about posting lately – I just don’t seem to get enough time alone at the computer & Diaperbutt is everything but helpful when I try to open up my computer.

When Diaperbutt was really little I LOVED my ring sling. I made one for me & one for Grumpy Bear. He still uses his pretty regularly for hip carriers.

Here we are visiting La Paz Waterfall Gardens when my Mom came to visit us in Costa Rica.

It was so nice to always have his warm little body against me, we joked it was our magic sleep-maker as Diaperbutt could rarely stay awake for long in it. I had pockets in the tail so there was a spot for my wallet, keys & an extra diaper. The sling itself gave me a clean place to lie Diaperbutt down no matter where we were & more than once it provided the discreet space we needed to breastfeed.

Of course, when you find something that works well for you you want to share it with everyone!

I made this sling back in the winter for a friend. I tried a different shoulder type than I had used on our slings & liked it much better.

There are lots of great babywearing websites around & even some very informative youtube videos showing step-by-step instructions for every kind of babywearing device around. I realize now I probably wore Diaperbutt too low most of the time but it was comfortable for us & worked – with the next one I’ll have to play around with it more.

Pockets! Again a little different than what I had done with ours but I think this looks much nicer.

The hardest part about making the slings was finding the rings. Supposedly they can be found at “any local hardware store” but this proved to in fact be false. I try EVERY local (& not so local) hardware store & some specialty stores – no one had appropriate rings.

I sent this sling to close friends who just had a baby boy out east. Hopefully they've received it!

My Mom’s neighbour does some metal work & made these rings up for me at an incredible price. I’m a little bit worried they are too heavy but Grumpy Bear says I’m worrying for nothing.I’m planning on replacing the flimsier rings on our slings with these ones.

I like using woven fabric that’s not too heavy, although I recently saw someone else’s sling that was made from a slightly stretchy knit fabric. She said it was really comfortable so maybe it’s something I’ll try in the future.

Again with the pockets!

I’ve got another one planned for my  mother-in-law to bring to a baby shower she has been invited to. I don’t know the mother & I think I need to put together some sort of an information card on use. I’ll have to think some more on that.

I absolutely LOVE this fabric & can't wait to find another project to use up what I have left of it. Unfortunately I don't have enough for another sling.

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A year ago today was one of the longest, most stressful days of my life.

It was the day we moved back to Canada from Costa Rica with 2 cats, 2 dogs & one cute baby in tow.

We started the day with a prearranged cab ride to the airport in San Jose with a quick stop at the hardware store for cable ties (I had nightmares the night before of Sadie aka Houdini getting free of her kennel & running wild on the tarmac).

The airport in San Jose went much better than expected – you tend to draw a little attention when you’re travelling in a party like ours & so we did get a little extra help & attention.

Once we through security it was just a matter of waiting & hoping for the next several hours that everyone would arrive ok. When we finally boarded the flight attendants were fabulous double checking the animals for us & ensuring that all 6 animals were on board (yes, we only had 4 but we knew there were 2 others & we figured it was easier to ensure all were on board then to try to ensure our specific critters were on).

The flight was PACKED as it was the last one leaving Costa Rica for the season on this particular airline but it was uneventful.

Once we arrived in Toronto we were in store for several hours in security, we just didn’t know it yet. Turns out it was a particularly busy night in Toronto & the wait to get through customs was almost 2 hours long. Diaperbutt did spectacularly & although I was feeling awfully anxious about the animals we all managed to stay pretty relaxed.

Once through our customs we headed into baggage claim where are bags had long been sitting waiting for us, as were the poor critters. They had been unceremoniously stacked in the baggage claim area & abandoned – not a staff person in sight to watch over them & we could hear Macie’s sharp little bark echoing through the deserted chamber.

Relieved to see everyone in one piece we still had over an hour before we were free of the airport. To get the animals through customs went very smoothly (I was worried as I had not had their vaccination records translated from Spanish) but was a long process. In addition we had to get the paperwork in order for our sea shipment that was to follow in several weeks – we had been warned if we didn’t get this done during our initial entry into the country that it would seriously complicate delivery of our stuff.

Finally through all the customs steps with everyone in tow (& a baby who was getting seriously overtired & hungry – customs just doesn’t seem like the right time to nurse & I never mastered nursing standing in line) we headed out of the restricted areas & were immediately jumped upon by my Mom. She had driven up to Toronto to meet us with a friend of hers who lives in Toronto. They had been waiting the whole time we were going through customs – almost four hours & my Mom was getting more than a little bit worried something was wrong.

At the car rental desk we met our last bit of complication when there was  a confusion with the rental. For a moment it looked like we might be stranded in Toronto but eventually Grumpy Bear was able to sort it out while Diaperbutt & I took advantage of the quiet lobby to sit & nurse.

Once outside in the very crisp April air we found our vehicles & got ourselves all sorted out. The dogs were happy to be out of their kennels & get some loving & a pee break! From there we loaded up our rental vehicle with the luggage, cats & a fresh, new litterbox my Mom had ready for us. I installed the carseat & got Diaperbutt set up for the long drive ahead.

We had to disassemble Sadie’s giant kennel to get it strapped to the top of Mom’s vehicle & then we loaded the two pups into the back. At this point we parted ways (much to the disappointment of the dogs). Mom & her friend took the dogs for a long walk in a local park & then back to her friend’s house for the night. Mom drove home with them the next morning.

Grumpy Bear, Diaperbutt & I headed for his parents house immediately with a quick stop for something to eat (it was quite late at night by this point & we were way overdue for supper). Diaperbutt did fabulously & slept almost the entire 5 hour drive.

At Grumpy Bear’s parents we all toppled into bed relieved to have the long day behind us & finally be “home”, although it would be almost another 2 months before we would all be living together under one roof again as a family – one mommy, one papa, one boy, two cats & two dogs.

Looking back on it I am amazed it was a whole year ago – I think it is the fastest a year has ever gone by in my life.

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Bra Success

I got a bra!!!

Actually I got two!!!

And it was quick & painless (unless you consider the price tag) & dare I say it, easy.

Yesterday I had some free time & on the spur of the moment decided to go check out Brachic as several people had suggested to me after Sunday’s post. And I must say THANK YOU to Fawn for the suggestion along with the others who sent me private messages about this fabulous store.

It really was rather unbelievable. I walked into this simple little store. The saleslady greets me & escorts me into a fitting room & asks me to remove my top. She does one quick measurement around my ribcage & then leaves. A minute later she returns with a sports bra (with about a thousand hooks!) that fits me  PERFECT!!! I ask, doubting, if they carry nursing bras. Another minute wait & she returns with a nursing bra that once again fits perfectly!! While I get dressed she wraps up the bras in a pretty hot pink bag & $207 later I am on my way!

I had actually called ahead because I wanted to make sure they carried the cup size I need. I felt rather silly for doubting when I looked at the wall in the store & saw that they carry up to an L cup – makes my G look almost petite (almost…).

Hands down the most successful bra shopping trip I have ever been on & it took less than 15 minutes (as long as you don’t count the 1.5 hours of driving).

I tested the sports bra out this afternoon & it definitely passed the test!

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11 Months

11 months old & he has (finally) cut two teeth (although you can only see one).

Can you see tooth #1 poking up? It took me over a week to get this photo, I finally had to resort to taking it while he slept.

Can you see tooth #1 poking up? It took me over a week to get this photo, I finally had to resort to taking it while he slept.

I now have a LOT of shots like this - very hard to see the tooth like this.

I now have a LOT of shots like this - very hard to see the tooth like this.

He crawls with some serious speed, especially when in pursuit of his favourite prey — the cats & dogs. The big dog is most in trouble when I hear the thump, thump, thump of Diaperbutt’s hands & knees on the floor accompanied by a jolly giggle. Poor pup has been spending a lot more time alone in the kitchen lately because her enthusiasm for tail pulls rubs thin long before Diaperbutt’s enthusiasm for the chase.

Diaperbutt does NOT like the gate to the kitchen. When it's open he "runs" full out for it & when we close it he literally hangs his head & cries - every. single. time. It really doesn't matter what side we're on he just doesn't want that gate closed EVER.

Diaperbutt does NOT like the gate to the kitchen. When it's open he "runs" full out for it & when we close it he literally hangs his head & cries - every. single. time. It really doesn't matter what side we're on he just doesn't want that gate closed EVER.

He loves in/out activities. All the items out of a basket or off a table has been an old favourite but he’s now starting to really enjoy putting things inside of other things (like my inhaler I spent 10 minutes searching for after seeing him with it – I found it in my slipper!).

Diaperbutt's newest trick - threading the rings from his stacker onto his cylindrical blocks. He was VERY proud of himself the first time he succeeded.

Diaperbutt's newest trick - threading the rings from his stacker onto his cylindrical blocks. He was VERY proud of himself the first time he succeeded.

He’s walking with assistance like a pro & will stand solidly by himself for quite some time. I’m pretty sure all that is keeping him from walking on his own is that the idea has not crossed his mind — yet.

Climbing the couch to get at the cat "hiding" behind the curtain.

Climbing the couch to get at the cat "hiding" behind the curtain.

He does not do drowsy, our busy little guy. He’s either asleep or awake. If you watch him nap he’ll be quietly dreaming away one moment & the next his head pops up with his eyes open ready for his next adventure. Bedtimes are strictly on his schedule ’cause if he’s not ready for sleep the whole endeavour is just an exercise in frustration for all of us.

Crashed - after a day of fresh air & fun.

Crashed - after a day of fresh air & fun.

He will play independently for long periods of time but also absolutely loves to sit on someone’s lap & sing songs. Grumpy bear plays youtube music videos & sings along while Diaperbutt bops his head up & down. I’m more liable to sing camp songs with actions – when I stop he grabs my hands & claps them for me.

We walk to the early years centre & the library where he is becoming more interested in the other kids. He enjoys watching from a distance & more recently actually interacting with them. In the store he watches everyone closely & is a little more guarded with his smiles for strangers than he used to be.

Our current favourite mode of travel, although we do still break out our trusty ring slings for some excursions.

Our current favourite mode of travel, although we do still break out our trusty ring slings for some excursions.

He eats everything we put in front of him with gusto (seriously I don’t think there is anything he won’t eat). When he’s finished with his meal he thinks it’s pretty hilarious to feed the dogs over the edge of his highchair (both dopey mutts will obligingly eat anything he offers, including things they would never touch if I offered the same). If we’re too slow with the next spoonful or more pieces for him to feed himself he does the “double arm flap” to let us know he’s waiting!

Spoons & bowls are just for fun - right?

Spoons & bowls are just for fun - right?

He’s the light of my life. I cannot imagine life without him – he brings us so much joy every day. And even though he is more & more a little boy with each day when he stares up at me with his big brown eyes while peacefully nursing he is very much still my sweet baby.

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