frivolous friday



Grammy and Aunt Rachael’s visit!

My mom and sister decided to come down for a few days to visit with the newest addition to the family! They ventured from the ice covered roads of Indiana, through the snow covered mountains of West Virginia, and ever so thoughtfully brought that cold air with them! They had to cut their trip short because of predicted icy roads on the way back, but I absolutely loved having them here. Both Shawn and I have always been thoroughly independent and neither of us have had a difficult time with moving away from our families…until now. I miss our families – particularly my mom – and am on a campaign to get my parents and siblings to move down here. ūüôā So far, no luck! My sister was the first of Bug’s aunts or uncles for him to meet. Mom and Rachael watched J. Bug one night while Shawn and I had a date, and Rach said Bug ¬†looked at her like, “You kind of look like my Mommy. You kind of sound like my Mommy – but something is just not quite right.”
Actually, I realized for the first time that J. Bug knows me, he actually knows me. When my Mom held him and I was talking, Bug turned his head to see where I was. If he was crying in the stroller, my face calmed him down (for about two seconds Рuntil he remembered that he was mad again). What a great feeling to see that he knows my voice and recognizes my face!

I haven’t taken J. Bug out a whole lot beyond a quick trip between his feedings – it’s always seemed like it’s not worth the nightmare of timing his feedings/finding a place to feed him/deal with his crying in public, etc. It’s tough enough to get our butts to church every Sunday in one piece, and I just haven’t really wanted to venture out for an entire day. I figured that I may as well take the leap while I had Mom and Rachael with me to help. So we did a day of shopping! I used our stroller for the first time, which was surprisingly easy to use. I nursed and changed him in the nursing room at the mall (thanks to Shantel – I would’ve never known there¬†was¬†a nursing room at the mall!), which was also surprisingly easy. The only real difficulty was calming Bug down when he started fussing in a store. This wasn’t such a big deal in the mall – it was loud enough that he wasn’t a huge bother to others, and I could easily take him out of stores. When he started crying at Starbucks and Edward McKay’s however, I had to deal with dirty looks from annoyed people. It was freezing outside, so I couldn’t take him out of the store until he fell asleep. Any advice on how to deal with an infant’s melt down in public?

My mom also got to witness Bug’s first forays into splashing in the tub! Shawn’s been trying to teach him to splash for weeks, and he finally figured out how to splash with his legs – and boy was he pleased! His little frog legs were going¬†wild¬†in the tub and his eyes got big as he realized how much fun it was! The visit from Mom and Rachael went by all together too quickly, and I was sad to see them have to leave. I’m looking forward, though, to visiting with them again in May. I wish I had some great pictures to share with you, but I was so wrapped up in visiting that I completely forgot to whip out the camera. Next time, I promise!


in sickness and in health

I was quite the sight to behold on Monday morning. I was sick. I was tired. I had bags under my eyes. I was wearing the same pajamas I’d worn all day on Sunday and I hadn’t taken a shower since Saturday morning. My hair was up in a slept-in ponytail. You know what I’m talking about – kind of bunched up at top with the stringy strands falling oh so gracefully around my face. And just like icing on top of a beautiful cake, I had fresh spit up running down my left shoulder. I was changing Bug’s diaper and he was screaming loudly – although I was in that sick person zombie trance that causes everything around you to be very, very fuzzy- so his screaming wasn’t particularly bothering me. In case you need a visual, I looked something like this:

This was the sight upon which Shawn walked this past Monday morning. My sweet, dear husband only said, “I think you should call the Doctor today.”

I was sick this past weekend, and let me assure you that it is not easy being sick and taking care of an infant. Thankfully, Shawn made me take a trip to the Doctor on Monday morning (I thought for sure it was just a very nasty cold that I’d get over), where I guess I was diagnosed with a respiratory infection…she was kind of vague. All that mattered to me, though, was that she was prescribing antibiotics which would hopefully equal health soon! I’ve been on the antibiotic for 24 hours now, and I feel pretty much back to normal. I’m now just waiting for the inevitable sickness of my husband and child, which promises to be even less fun than being sick myself. Oh well, I suppose it had to happen at some point, huh? I’m very grateful for my amazing husband who took care of the house, made me hot tea, and forced my stubborn butt to the Doctor’s office.

On a much, much better note, I am very excited to announce that Bug has slept through the night for almost two weeks now. I hesitated posting this information on the blog because I had this weird notion that as soon as I put my excitement in writing, he would go right back to sleeping three or four hours. So – if we have a rough night tonight – just know that I will place the blame on you, the reader of this blog. It would appear that while J.Bug is very sweet natured, he also has a stubborn streak and when he decides he’s going to do something, hedoes¬†it! At his age, “sleeping through the night,” is usually characterized by six or seven hours…eight if you’re a lucky duck. Bug sleeps for about ten and a half hours and goes about twelve hours between feedings. So if his last feeding was at 7:30pm (as it usually is), I can expect him to wake up between 7:00 and 7:30am the next morning. He started doing this the night before I started back to work, as if to say, “Mommy probably needs some rest now, I think I’ll start sleeping through the night.” Whatever the case, we were¬†very¬†excited and you can bet that my butt is in bed by at least 11:00pm every night so I can get a full, glorious eight hours.

And on an even better note¬†still,¬†Shawn and I are headed up to Ohio this weekend for a quick trip to see his family! Since the Steelers are in the SuperBowl, Shawn apparently has what I can only describe as a man-need to watch the game with like-minded fans. When the Steelers were last in the SuperBowl, we watched the game in our apartment in North Carolina and made¬†pierogis¬†(It’s basically potato stuffed pasta. I’ve learned that the people in Shawn’s hometown area can do amazing things with potatoes). I did my best to be enthusiastic about the game, but it was probably evident that my knowledge about football is marginal. I take that back – I actually know quite a bit, I just don’t care about football all that much. Still – I tried to get riled up for Shawn’s sake. So after watching the Steelers in the SuperBowl with me, Shawn’s rightly deduced that it would be much more fun to watch the game with his family. I can’t necessarily understand this man-need of his, but I’m all for it since it means time with family! I’m excited for J. Bug to meet his Aunts Aubrey and Heather and his cousins…and maybe to even see snow! I’m a little nervous about driving so long with a potentially screamy, fussy infant, but the excitement of getting to see Shawn’s family far outweighs any crying we might have to endure!


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