Wednesday, October 27, 2010

First time sick

Desmond is sick. Norman brought home something, or one of the boys did. Anyway, he has a sore throat, cough and clogged up head. I've been giving him Tylenol to keep the pain down so he can eat and letting him sleep all he wants and eat all he wants.

I've been letting him stay in pajamas all day since he's sick. He went through three yesterday. I feel so bad for him. He hates getting his nose sucked out and his cough sounds like it hurts. I wish I could do more for him. We have his mattress at an incline and humidifiers on, so I'm sure his nose would be worse if it weren't for that. I just feel lucky that he can breathe at all and so can eat and is eating well.



You Know You're A Parent When:

You've wondered why infant Tylenol is dyed RED.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Satisfying!

I must say that there is no better feeling than putting your baby to nap and having him fall asleep in 5 minutes under a blanket you knitted for him while you were pregnant with him. It's the nicest picture ever.

Des had rice cereal in a spoon on October 10 for the first time. He was very excited about it, but didn't get much down him. He's tried it twice more since. He's also tried a shred of hash browns and a teaspoon of strawberry ice cream. He prefers playing with ice cream to eating it, lol.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Desmond is Dedicated!

On October 9, 2010, Desmond Andrew Lewis Shaw was dedicated to God at the Kiwanis cabin in Umatilla Forks national park. My father-in-law officiated and Norman and I held Desmond. After dedicating Desmond we announced his Godparents; Rob and Sali Lewis, my aunt and uncle. We got some pictures and I think some of them were really good. I can't wait to look at them.

Milestones:
Starting to try to crawl! He gets his knees under him, lifts his belly off the floor and tries to figure out what to do with his shoulder and arms. He'll be there soon! I don't know what to do when he finally gets going. I'll have to set up a baby paddock for him in the front room. I assume there's a people-baby term for that, but I don't know it...

He babbles all the time. Last night after he went to bed we could hear him on the monitor, talking to himself. He never cried, he just talked to himself until he fell asleep. At one point when we checked on him he had both legs through the side of the crib because he wasn't wearing his sleep-sack.

I saw him trying to use a pincher grasp a couple days ago. If he masters that soon he'll be ahead on that milestone.

He is teething I think, but hasn't got any teeth through yet. He goes through three bibs a day usually, soaking them by chewing and drooling on them.

He reaches for people all the time. It seems to be liberating to him. If someone is interesting he can reach for them. It can help him get their attention.

Life as a Parent:

It's so exciting to see him learning new things that help him communicate and understand and express himself more and more.

We were describing how being a parent changes your life to someone yesterday. Before we had a baby we thought you pretty much endured nearly endless crying and went without sleep or any enjoyment of the infant until they were like 2 yrs old. However, we've found Desmond to be an endless source of laughs, easily entertained and rarely cries. He sleep 12 hours a night, goes to sleep easily, and loves to go shopping. He's great. He never had colic and is an easy-going chap, but I think it has a lot to do with the kind of house I run and how I took care of myself while I was pregnant.

Before we became parents things were important. I liked DVD's, CD's, books, horse shows, new shoes, cute clothes, going to movies. Even though I didn't get to do or buy any of that very often, I still liked all those things and worked with a mind to buy them or planned to be able to spend time riding or whatnot. Norman describes it as now having a definite purpose. Before, the purpose of life was a bit fuzzy, up to your mood that day. Now, our purpose in life is to be the greatest parents we can be for Desmond.

We sold most our extra stuff at a yardsale, took more to the second hand store to clear out room for Desmond. We sold all but a few DVD's and CD's to Hastings for cash. I haven't bought new clothes in about a year. I sold my show horse. The thing that is important though, is that...I don't care. I'd much rather have my baby and be able to play with him all day than be able to school a horse to show. I'll get back to that sort of thing later. I just feel lucky to have such an awesome baby.

Sometimes I need a break from having the emotionally taxing job of being responsible for keeping him alive, and that's when I tell Norman he's in charge and I just relax for a while and let him have Daddy time. Desmond doesn't mind, he gets bored of me after spending all day with me. And an hour or so of alone time and I start to miss him and need a baby-hug.

I can't imagine trying to handle the responsibility of a baby at 16 or even in my early 20's. I wouldn't want to do it alone. I wouldn't want to have to worry about where food is coming from. I'm glad I read all the books I did while I was pregnant and I should have read more. You can't know enough. But I can't believe how many people read nothing and don't have a clue what to expect. that's just making it so much harder on yourself.

The birthing classes helped a lot I think, with the actual birth. The books I read on babies helped me get through the first few weeks of Desmond's life. After 6 weeks you're a pro. Nursing clicks, you know what the cries mean, you know their routine. 5 months in, I feel like a pretty expert mom. At least for my kid.

I can't wait till he can play games with me and go for walks. I think the hardest part of things is going to be saying no to him and NOT buying him all the cool toys they make now. I've already bought him a horse. I keep reading parenting magazines and they say not to have too many toys or the kids don't get as much imagination and don't have attachment to their toys. So, reading things like that will help me to limit myself.

Before I was a parent I swore my kid wouldn't have any toys that make noise. He already does. Certain things that seemed really important about raising a kid before I had one are not the priorities now.