Well The Roo had his 4 month check up today... my my how time flies! It is strange because on one hand, it's hard to believe he is already 4 months old... and on the other hand I feel like I have been a mom for much longer than a mere 4 months!!!
Roo is growing extremely well... he really loves his milk!! He now is well equipped with squeezable cheeks, chunky thighs and arm and leg rolls... which makes him the most adorable baby ever... if I do say so myself.
We now have a video camera, a new cable for my point and click camera, and a new laptop... so I promise as soon as I get my old laptop data migrated to my new laptop, pictures and video will be soon to follow!
The stats if you feel so inclined to know them are as follows:
Weight: 15lbs 5oz - 54th percentile
Length: 25 3/4" - 66th percentile
Hard to believe that 4 months ago he was in the 6th and 4th percentile respectively!!!
At the pediatrician today, Dr. G told us we can start solids if we want... so of course you know I ran straight to Kroger to stock up on some organic brown rice cereal for The Roo. We gave him his first serving tonight.. and well... it was messy, but I think he loved it! As mentioned previously.. video to come!!
He has also started 'talking' all the time, and has apparently learned how to 'fake cry', though it is quite obvious that it is just a cry for attention, and not a real cry. I will try to get it on video, because it just makes me laugh. Oh, and the screaming started today... you know the, "I'm just screaming to hear myself" screaming... yeah it could get really loud around the Stagner residence!!
Tomorrow night the hubs and I are having a date night... dinner and a movie. Heading to see Sherlock Holmes... I'm super excited!
Friday, January 20, 2012
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
I don't get her... but we got her...
I don't get it... What is it about this toy?!?
When I started going to a mommy group at Texas Women's I noticed that all these babies had a cute little rubber giraffe teething toy. I was told by one mom that her's son's giraffe was named Sophie. Then another mom said something about "Sophie". And then I learned there is a Sophie Epedimic with new moms.
What is it about this toy?
Meet Sophie:
When I started going to a mommy group at Texas Women's I noticed that all these babies had a cute little rubber giraffe teething toy. I was told by one mom that her's son's giraffe was named Sophie. Then another mom said something about "Sophie". And then I learned there is a Sophie Epedimic with new moms.
What is it about this toy?
Meet Sophie:
So here is why I was adamantly against purchasing Sophie for little Roo.
1. She is delightfully expensive. $25 for a 'Chew Toy' as Eric likes to call them. And let's be honest, with my dogs chances are she will end up in Lola or Patton's intestines before too long... I just could not justify spending that kind of money on a toy for infants!
2. She is French. I figure Andy was a little young to get too excited about 'designer' toys. Next thing you know he will be begging for some Marithe et Francois Girbaud baggy pants...
3. The squeaking... oh the squeaking! And this isn't your 'squeeze it hard enough and it will make a little noise' squeak toy. I mean, if you look at this thing funny it will squeak enough to wake a sleeping baby! God forbid the baby falls asleep while Sophie is in the vicinity.
4. Confusion.... This goes quite nicely with the squeaking issue, but it is getting very difficult for Patton and Lola to distinguish between a puppy toy and a baby toy. And I knew that any time I heard a squeak, I would have to look around to make sure Roo wasn't putting a dog toy in his mouth, and the dogs weren't putting a baby toy in their mouth!
5. Sophie is a female named Sophie. I kind of like being the most important woman in Roo's life right now, and it seems a little early to give it up to this floozy!!!
But who am I to deny happiness to such a sweet boy? After seeing how IN LOVE all of Roo's friends are with Sophie I decided that she would go on his Christmas List and low and behold, Grammy got Sophie for the Roo!
He. Loves. Her! The dogs are confused as hell... I've been replaced, He's squeaked himself awake on several occassions... but He. Loves. Sophie.
So... I don't know what it is about this little gal that the babes love so much... but trust me... all your preggo mamma's out there... your child's every happiness depends on it! :)
Dear Baby Jesus...
So Andy's first big Holiday Season has officially come to an end... as has my maternity leave. So now I'm just a regular working mother with nothing to look forward to until the birth of my next child I suppose... sigh
So for Thanksgiving we went to The Lake with my dad's side of the family. Of course Eric and I had tickets to the last A&M/ UT game... at least the last one for a while. So on Thursday my aunt, cousin and I got up early and went to White Bluff for their second annual Turkey Trot. My cousin finished first place and won a t-shirt! (There were probably only like 20 people that went, but she is still a badass runner, so she gets props still).
Then we had lunch, and little Roo got passed around to everyone. He also got to hang out with his cousin who is only about 3 months older than him. After lunch Eric and I packed up and headed to College Station for the big game. It was pretty depressing. Andy-Roo stayed and watched the game with Mimi and Poppy... Which was probably a good thing since Mommy had some very foul language! GRR! It sucked to see the Aggies lose, and the season was such a disappointment... but oh there's a whole nother blog for that...
Two weekends later we went back to Mansfield for "Christmas" with my side of the family. My mom has been dying to take family pictures so we finally got some! (Apparently I can't add photos from the computer I am on or something, so I will try to upload them later). We got to give all the kiddos their gifts which was a lot of fun.
Andy got his picture with two different Santa's this year... and I even got Christmas cards out... sort of... actually there are some sitting on my dining room table that still need stamps... so I guess they'll be more like New Year's cards!
For Christmas we stayed in Houston and spent the holiday with Eric's family. A few days before Christmas we got a phone call asking if Andy would be available on Christmas Eve to play Baby Jesus! They figured he behaved so well in the nursery he would be the perfect baby Christmas eve (ok, I may have made that part up myself, but it sounded good)!
Of course, Christmas eve morning he comes down with a cough and obviously wasn't feeling well. Grammy brought over Chili and Tamales and we had dinner at our place. Also, our dog Patton had a siezure, which was pretty devistating. He has had a few in the past, but there is really nothing we can do about them. We still took Roo to the service and he was perfect the entire time! He was the perfect baby Jesus. Of course we didn't get any pictures, which is sad... but oh well... It felt kind of strange to pull out a camera and take a picture in the middle of a worship service.
Christmas day we went over to Grammy's and spent the day over there. The Roo still was sick... but he toughed it out and was super adorable for everyone. Fortunately I had the day off on Monday so I got to spend the day loving on my little sick guy and trying to make him feel better. Sick babies are no fun! He still got lots of loot from all of his family, so I can't wait until he is feeling better and can start playing with all his new toys.
So it wasn't exactly the Christmas I expected, and I didn't get to clean the house on my day off like I had planned, but at least my little guy is starting to feel better!
So for Thanksgiving we went to The Lake with my dad's side of the family. Of course Eric and I had tickets to the last A&M/ UT game... at least the last one for a while. So on Thursday my aunt, cousin and I got up early and went to White Bluff for their second annual Turkey Trot. My cousin finished first place and won a t-shirt! (There were probably only like 20 people that went, but she is still a badass runner, so she gets props still).
Then we had lunch, and little Roo got passed around to everyone. He also got to hang out with his cousin who is only about 3 months older than him. After lunch Eric and I packed up and headed to College Station for the big game. It was pretty depressing. Andy-Roo stayed and watched the game with Mimi and Poppy... Which was probably a good thing since Mommy had some very foul language! GRR! It sucked to see the Aggies lose, and the season was such a disappointment... but oh there's a whole nother blog for that...
Two weekends later we went back to Mansfield for "Christmas" with my side of the family. My mom has been dying to take family pictures so we finally got some! (Apparently I can't add photos from the computer I am on or something, so I will try to upload them later). We got to give all the kiddos their gifts which was a lot of fun.
Andy got his picture with two different Santa's this year... and I even got Christmas cards out... sort of... actually there are some sitting on my dining room table that still need stamps... so I guess they'll be more like New Year's cards!
For Christmas we stayed in Houston and spent the holiday with Eric's family. A few days before Christmas we got a phone call asking if Andy would be available on Christmas Eve to play Baby Jesus! They figured he behaved so well in the nursery he would be the perfect baby Christmas eve (ok, I may have made that part up myself, but it sounded good)!
Of course, Christmas eve morning he comes down with a cough and obviously wasn't feeling well. Grammy brought over Chili and Tamales and we had dinner at our place. Also, our dog Patton had a siezure, which was pretty devistating. He has had a few in the past, but there is really nothing we can do about them. We still took Roo to the service and he was perfect the entire time! He was the perfect baby Jesus. Of course we didn't get any pictures, which is sad... but oh well... It felt kind of strange to pull out a camera and take a picture in the middle of a worship service.
Christmas day we went over to Grammy's and spent the day over there. The Roo still was sick... but he toughed it out and was super adorable for everyone. Fortunately I had the day off on Monday so I got to spend the day loving on my little sick guy and trying to make him feel better. Sick babies are no fun! He still got lots of loot from all of his family, so I can't wait until he is feeling better and can start playing with all his new toys.
So it wasn't exactly the Christmas I expected, and I didn't get to clean the house on my day off like I had planned, but at least my little guy is starting to feel better!
Thursday, December 1, 2011
The Roo and the Poo
A little over 4 years ago, I rescued what I think is the most adorable little doggie in the whole world. After a lot of talk, we decided on naming our little guy General Patton. However, not long after that, for some reason I started calling him "Peanut". Our little guy now answers to both Patton and Peanut.
About 3 years ago, we adopted Lola, our very hungry 13" beagle. Out of nowhere I started calling her Lola Bear. I don't know why... though she could probably out-eat a bear if she ever met one.
My point is that I have a tendency to accidentally create nicknames. I even call my friend Brent "Brently" (Which now his wife sometimes even calls him from what I understand).
I thought "Andy" was going to be a sufficient name for Little Andy when he was born. However, out of nowhere I started calling him "Andy-Roo", which has since been shortened to "Roo", "Little-Roo", and sometimes "The Roo". I worry that may one day turn into "Drew", which will only be a problem if my friend Sallie has a little boy because she has already 'claimed' that name :) But I suppose we will cross that bridge when we get there! :)
Now onto the Poo. My little Roo is growing up quickly, and after SEVERAL explosions over the Thanksgiving weekend, we are moving him on up to size 2 diapers. He has officially christened several family members so far! Grammy, Grandma and Uncle Aaron have all been beneficiaries of his overflowing diapers! Hopefully we have that under control for a while. They say around 10 weeks babies may start pooing a little less, but The Roo has not gotten that memo...
Also, for everyone that I told over Thanksgiving that Andy was 11 weeks, I was wrong! :) He was 10 weeks on Thanksgiving and is 11 weeks today. I think I'm gonna stick with 'months' from here on out, because quite frankly I'm loosing count!
I still can't find my camera cord, maybe Santa will bring me one...
About 3 years ago, we adopted Lola, our very hungry 13" beagle. Out of nowhere I started calling her Lola Bear. I don't know why... though she could probably out-eat a bear if she ever met one.
My point is that I have a tendency to accidentally create nicknames. I even call my friend Brent "Brently" (Which now his wife sometimes even calls him from what I understand).
I thought "Andy" was going to be a sufficient name for Little Andy when he was born. However, out of nowhere I started calling him "Andy-Roo", which has since been shortened to "Roo", "Little-Roo", and sometimes "The Roo". I worry that may one day turn into "Drew", which will only be a problem if my friend Sallie has a little boy because she has already 'claimed' that name :) But I suppose we will cross that bridge when we get there! :)
Now onto the Poo. My little Roo is growing up quickly, and after SEVERAL explosions over the Thanksgiving weekend, we are moving him on up to size 2 diapers. He has officially christened several family members so far! Grammy, Grandma and Uncle Aaron have all been beneficiaries of his overflowing diapers! Hopefully we have that under control for a while. They say around 10 weeks babies may start pooing a little less, but The Roo has not gotten that memo...
Also, for everyone that I told over Thanksgiving that Andy was 11 weeks, I was wrong! :) He was 10 weeks on Thanksgiving and is 11 weeks today. I think I'm gonna stick with 'months' from here on out, because quite frankly I'm loosing count!
I still can't find my camera cord, maybe Santa will bring me one...
Monday, November 21, 2011
Andy's First Graduation!
Well, it's official, Andy has had his first graduation. Today we officially graduated from the Lactation Support Group at Texas Woman's Hospital. Andy and I have been going every Monday since he was 4 days old. The group is for new mom's and babies up to 6 weeks past their due date. It's a great group to help breastfeeding mom's figure out what the heck they are doing!
Most moms only go for 6 weeks, but since little Roo was 4 weeks early, they let me hang around a few more weeks. The group really was a god send for me, and I highly recommend it for anyone that delivers at Women's and wants to breastfeed. I surely would have quit about 4 days in without it!
Another great thing to come out of the group is a bunch of great new mom's that I have met! There are about 7 or 8 of us that still try to get together on Monday's for lunch and a stroller date (Remember, most of them graduated at least 3 weeks ago!). So Little Roo has a few friends right around his age, and even a birthday twin, Elijah that was born the same day as him! Today we ate at Black Walnut Cafe and walked the trail around Rice Stadium. Next week we plan on being ambitious and hitting up memorial park.
Speaking of Memorial Park, I'm back on my half marathon mission. I am set to do the My Fit Foods Woodlands Half Marathon in March, and I started training on Saturday. I went to Memorial Park at 7am (so early when Roo and I are used to hanging out in bed until 8 or 9ish) and ran 3 miles. OH. MY. GOODNESS. am I out of shape! I was limping around so bad all afternoon and all day yesterday! Hopefully it won't take too long to get back into decent shape to where I won't be so miserable after a long run!
It was brought to my attention that I am not posting enough blogs, so I apologize to my stalker... I will try to post more often! I will also try to get more pics of The Roo up... I have lost the cord to my camera, so as soon as I find it there is a whole boatload of pics to share!
Gig 'em!
MLS
Most moms only go for 6 weeks, but since little Roo was 4 weeks early, they let me hang around a few more weeks. The group really was a god send for me, and I highly recommend it for anyone that delivers at Women's and wants to breastfeed. I surely would have quit about 4 days in without it!
Another great thing to come out of the group is a bunch of great new mom's that I have met! There are about 7 or 8 of us that still try to get together on Monday's for lunch and a stroller date (Remember, most of them graduated at least 3 weeks ago!). So Little Roo has a few friends right around his age, and even a birthday twin, Elijah that was born the same day as him! Today we ate at Black Walnut Cafe and walked the trail around Rice Stadium. Next week we plan on being ambitious and hitting up memorial park.
Speaking of Memorial Park, I'm back on my half marathon mission. I am set to do the My Fit Foods Woodlands Half Marathon in March, and I started training on Saturday. I went to Memorial Park at 7am (so early when Roo and I are used to hanging out in bed until 8 or 9ish) and ran 3 miles. OH. MY. GOODNESS. am I out of shape! I was limping around so bad all afternoon and all day yesterday! Hopefully it won't take too long to get back into decent shape to where I won't be so miserable after a long run!
It was brought to my attention that I am not posting enough blogs, so I apologize to my stalker... I will try to post more often! I will also try to get more pics of The Roo up... I have lost the cord to my camera, so as soon as I find it there is a whole boatload of pics to share!
Gig 'em!
MLS
Sunday, October 2, 2011
You Forgot to Mention...
So I am currently 17 days into this whole 'Motherhood' thing, and I have to say... compared to a lot of people I know, I thought I was relatively prepared for what was coming... However there are still some things that have caught me off guard!
First of all, the whole "Never wake a sleeping baby" is false advertising. As a matter of fact, I have spent the last 17 days waking a sleeping baby every 3 hours to feed him. It's so sad to have to wake such a peaceful little guy... And he isn't usually happy about it either (That is until I start feeding him, then he's happy).
Now, I expected to get peed on occasionally, especially with a little boy... it comes with the territory... HOWEVER... I did not realize the dang kid would pee on me EVERY TIME I CHANGE HIS DIAPER!!! By the way, he does not do this to his father, or his mimi, or other grandmother... It's like he knows it's me, and it's his time to let it all go... I'm not saying I didn't expect it... I just didn't expect it to happen quite so often!!
Same goes with being pooped on... This kid has pooped on me 5 times in 17 days... 6 if you include the blowout diaper that made a mess all over my shorts (well they were Eric's shorts, but I was wearing them). The projectile factor caught me off guard as well... that poo can FLY!!!
Due to the whole 'pee on mom every time she changes my diaper' mindset that my little guy has, the amount of laundry in my life is pretty overwhelming. I mean, I imagine our water bill will double because I am doing at least twice as many loads of laundry as I did pre-baby (granted, I did laundry as little as possible prior to baby... so that may have something to do with it!)
Those are the main surprises so far... but I'm sure there will be plenty more in the future... I'll keep you posted!
Oh, and here's a couple pics of Andy and Patton playing together!
First of all, the whole "Never wake a sleeping baby" is false advertising. As a matter of fact, I have spent the last 17 days waking a sleeping baby every 3 hours to feed him. It's so sad to have to wake such a peaceful little guy... And he isn't usually happy about it either (That is until I start feeding him, then he's happy).
Now, I expected to get peed on occasionally, especially with a little boy... it comes with the territory... HOWEVER... I did not realize the dang kid would pee on me EVERY TIME I CHANGE HIS DIAPER!!! By the way, he does not do this to his father, or his mimi, or other grandmother... It's like he knows it's me, and it's his time to let it all go... I'm not saying I didn't expect it... I just didn't expect it to happen quite so often!!
Same goes with being pooped on... This kid has pooped on me 5 times in 17 days... 6 if you include the blowout diaper that made a mess all over my shorts (well they were Eric's shorts, but I was wearing them). The projectile factor caught me off guard as well... that poo can FLY!!!
Due to the whole 'pee on mom every time she changes my diaper' mindset that my little guy has, the amount of laundry in my life is pretty overwhelming. I mean, I imagine our water bill will double because I am doing at least twice as many loads of laundry as I did pre-baby (granted, I did laundry as little as possible prior to baby... so that may have something to do with it!)
Those are the main surprises so far... but I'm sure there will be plenty more in the future... I'll keep you posted!
Oh, and here's a couple pics of Andy and Patton playing together!
Friday, September 30, 2011
Living life 90 Minutes at a Time
Well, I am officially over 2 weeks into motherhood, and things are going great! Andy, Eric, Patton, Lola and I are all adjusting well.
A lot of people are asking how the puppies are handling the new addition. Lola licked Andy on the head, realized he wasn't food for her to eat and quickly lost interest. Patton wants Andy to play with him, so he will come up while we are holding Andy and start nudging him with his nose, and licking him... hoping for him to play back. I tried to tell him he had to wait a few months. Patton also gets REALLY concerned if Andy starts crying... Patton will go to the bassinet or pack n play and try to get to Andy (I am assuming to try and comfort him) or if we are holding him, Patton will come get by us and look at us like we are doing something wrong! However, I do think they may be a little jealous. After all, Andy gets to eat every 3 hours, whereas they only get to eat twice a day. I catch myself constantly asking Andy if he's hungry, and Lola and Patton perk up.. only to be disappointed that there is no food in their immediate future...
Well little Andy is a hungry little gremlin and per pediatricians orders must be fed every 3 hours. Now, that is every 3 hours from start of his first feeding, to the start of the next feeding. Well, let me tell you that is a LOT of feeding! Which does not leave a lot of time for mommy... The full process of Andy's average feeding is a hour and a half... which means I have been living my life 90 minutes at a time between feedings. Basically I can get one thing accomplished between feedings...
Here is an example of an average day for me... (which is funny, because feeding every 3 hours where do you really start your day? For consistency's sake we can start my day at 5:30... the same time Eric starts his day)
- Feed the baby
- Let the dogs out, feed them
- Short nap
- Feed again...
- eat breakfast
- take a shower if there is time
- Feed the baby
- Find something to eat for lunch
- Another baby feeding
- Wash all the clothes Andy has peed on in the last 24 hours
- Feed Andy again
- Spend some quality time with the hubs/ eat dinner
- Feed the baby
- Sleep
- Feed the baby again
- Sleep
- Feed the baby
- Sleep
It really doesn't leave much time to get anything done! My life now completely revolves around baby's feeding times... I suppose eventually he will eat less frequently, but until then this is my life! I sneak naps in when I can, but usually once I'm up in the morning, I'm up for the day... Who knew doing so little could be so exhausting?!?!
But we are all doing great, having fun and little Andy is growing like a weed already! :) I will try to post more pictures tomorrow... maybe instead of eating lunch ;)
A lot of people are asking how the puppies are handling the new addition. Lola licked Andy on the head, realized he wasn't food for her to eat and quickly lost interest. Patton wants Andy to play with him, so he will come up while we are holding Andy and start nudging him with his nose, and licking him... hoping for him to play back. I tried to tell him he had to wait a few months. Patton also gets REALLY concerned if Andy starts crying... Patton will go to the bassinet or pack n play and try to get to Andy (I am assuming to try and comfort him) or if we are holding him, Patton will come get by us and look at us like we are doing something wrong! However, I do think they may be a little jealous. After all, Andy gets to eat every 3 hours, whereas they only get to eat twice a day. I catch myself constantly asking Andy if he's hungry, and Lola and Patton perk up.. only to be disappointed that there is no food in their immediate future...
Well little Andy is a hungry little gremlin and per pediatricians orders must be fed every 3 hours. Now, that is every 3 hours from start of his first feeding, to the start of the next feeding. Well, let me tell you that is a LOT of feeding! Which does not leave a lot of time for mommy... The full process of Andy's average feeding is a hour and a half... which means I have been living my life 90 minutes at a time between feedings. Basically I can get one thing accomplished between feedings...
Here is an example of an average day for me... (which is funny, because feeding every 3 hours where do you really start your day? For consistency's sake we can start my day at 5:30... the same time Eric starts his day)
- Feed the baby
- Let the dogs out, feed them
- Short nap
- Feed again...
- eat breakfast
- take a shower if there is time
- Feed the baby
- Find something to eat for lunch
- Another baby feeding
- Wash all the clothes Andy has peed on in the last 24 hours
- Feed Andy again
- Spend some quality time with the hubs/ eat dinner
- Feed the baby
- Sleep
- Feed the baby again
- Sleep
- Feed the baby
- Sleep
It really doesn't leave much time to get anything done! My life now completely revolves around baby's feeding times... I suppose eventually he will eat less frequently, but until then this is my life! I sneak naps in when I can, but usually once I'm up in the morning, I'm up for the day... Who knew doing so little could be so exhausting?!?!
But we are all doing great, having fun and little Andy is growing like a weed already! :) I will try to post more pictures tomorrow... maybe instead of eating lunch ;)
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