Lately, Jordan and I have added a new ritual to our bedtime routine—negotiating. Actually, it’s more him telling me he needs to do something and then not doing it.
At school, they’re potty training him, so he knows what going to the potty means. He also knows it’s a great way to get out of going to bed. The past couple nights, it’s gone something like this:
Me: Ok, night night.
Jordan: Poop?
Me: You have to poop?
Jordan: Yeaaaahhhh….
Me: Ok, let’s go poop.
He then happily bolts out the door the minute I open it and goes straight to the living room to play. No poop. So I pick him up, bring him back to his room, and start to put him in his crib. To which he responds, “Poop?”
sigh.
“You really have to go?”
“Yeaaahhh…”
This time, he actually goes into the bathroom, but just sits on the toilet, gleefully swinging his legs. No pooping. So, it looks like my kid has mastered the art of bullsh***ing. Great.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
The Late Show at CVS
There comes a point in every parent’s life when they make the dreaded midnight run to the pharmacy.
Believe it or not, I’ve played this scenario out a million times over in my head, even before Jordan was born. I always made sure to strategically pinpoint where every 24-hour pharmacy was located. Fortunately for us, we have a CVS at the corner of our neighborhood. So when the time finally came this past Sunday night, it wasn’t too far of a trek.
Jordan’s been dealing with the worst ear infection known to man. It started on Friday and we haven’t been able to give him antibiotics because we’ve been trying to collect a stool sample. That in and of itself is a whole separate story, but to make it short, he had bloody stools last week, raising a red flag. Since then, however, he hasn’t had any more gastro issues, so we’ve been left with this ear infection.
So there we were, Sunday night, trying to soothe a writhing, screaming toddler. We had given him ibuprofen just four hours before and someone had once told us you could administer Tylenol after four hours of ibuprofen. I scrambled to the kitchen, knocking bottles of medicine over desperately trying to find the Tylenol. Nothing. At that point, Jon and I knew what had to be done—one of us had to go to CVS. I picked the short straw and hauled my bleary disheveled self over to CVS.
Going to CVS at midnight is sort of like venturing to the very bottom of the ocean, where light doesn’t hit. You see all manner of strange creatures. There was the old lady in the bathrobe talking to herself. There was the strange-looking man dressed in all black perusing the candy aisle. And while I was in line, there was a harried, red-eyed woman in sweats, hair standing on end. We looked at each other and chuckled. We were both holding infant Tylenol.
Believe it or not, I’ve played this scenario out a million times over in my head, even before Jordan was born. I always made sure to strategically pinpoint where every 24-hour pharmacy was located. Fortunately for us, we have a CVS at the corner of our neighborhood. So when the time finally came this past Sunday night, it wasn’t too far of a trek.
Jordan’s been dealing with the worst ear infection known to man. It started on Friday and we haven’t been able to give him antibiotics because we’ve been trying to collect a stool sample. That in and of itself is a whole separate story, but to make it short, he had bloody stools last week, raising a red flag. Since then, however, he hasn’t had any more gastro issues, so we’ve been left with this ear infection.
So there we were, Sunday night, trying to soothe a writhing, screaming toddler. We had given him ibuprofen just four hours before and someone had once told us you could administer Tylenol after four hours of ibuprofen. I scrambled to the kitchen, knocking bottles of medicine over desperately trying to find the Tylenol. Nothing. At that point, Jon and I knew what had to be done—one of us had to go to CVS. I picked the short straw and hauled my bleary disheveled self over to CVS.
Going to CVS at midnight is sort of like venturing to the very bottom of the ocean, where light doesn’t hit. You see all manner of strange creatures. There was the old lady in the bathrobe talking to herself. There was the strange-looking man dressed in all black perusing the candy aisle. And while I was in line, there was a harried, red-eyed woman in sweats, hair standing on end. We looked at each other and chuckled. We were both holding infant Tylenol.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Jordan's lullaby
It’s been a while since I’ve posted on here. Sorry for the blackout. Regardless, I feel it important to document small (and monumental) milestones Jordan’s been making.
As he approaches his two-year-old birthday (!!!), he has so far learned how to sign certain phrases, such as please, thank you, butterfly, boat, among others; he can clearly identify who his nana/baba/ mimi/papa are; he can identify his colors and if you ask him how old he’ll be, he quickly says “Dos!”
He’s accomplished a lot in just a year.
But probably my favorite thing he’s learned so far is how to sing. This is a feat he only recently embarked upon. Jon and I discovered his inner songbird one day when we put him down for a nap. Usually, we put him in his crib and he’ll get a little whiney before he falls asleep. On this particular day, we both sat on the couch, anxiously looking at the monitor to see when he would eventually slip into slumber.
Suddenly, we see the red dot light up. Great, we both thought silently as we looked at each other. But then Jon stopped, and turned up the volume on the monitor. There, radiating from the monitor’s speaker was the voice of a little angel. Ok, I’m being melodramatic, but truly, when we heard him chirping along, we almost cried. It was the cutest damn thing I’ve ever heard. And where he picked this skill up, I have no idea. In fact, he continuously amazes us with skills he’s picked up from God knows where. His little brain is like a sponge. As soon as he hears or sees something, he’s quick to imitate it.
Every day is an exciting day with him. I can’t wait to see what he comes up with next.
As he approaches his two-year-old birthday (!!!), he has so far learned how to sign certain phrases, such as please, thank you, butterfly, boat, among others; he can clearly identify who his nana/baba/ mimi/papa are; he can identify his colors and if you ask him how old he’ll be, he quickly says “Dos!”
He’s accomplished a lot in just a year.
But probably my favorite thing he’s learned so far is how to sing. This is a feat he only recently embarked upon. Jon and I discovered his inner songbird one day when we put him down for a nap. Usually, we put him in his crib and he’ll get a little whiney before he falls asleep. On this particular day, we both sat on the couch, anxiously looking at the monitor to see when he would eventually slip into slumber.
Suddenly, we see the red dot light up. Great, we both thought silently as we looked at each other. But then Jon stopped, and turned up the volume on the monitor. There, radiating from the monitor’s speaker was the voice of a little angel. Ok, I’m being melodramatic, but truly, when we heard him chirping along, we almost cried. It was the cutest damn thing I’ve ever heard. And where he picked this skill up, I have no idea. In fact, he continuously amazes us with skills he’s picked up from God knows where. His little brain is like a sponge. As soon as he hears or sees something, he’s quick to imitate it.
Every day is an exciting day with him. I can’t wait to see what he comes up with next.
Friday, May 1, 2009
Getting there...
Jordan's starting to get a handle on this walking thing. He isn't quite walking on his own just yet, but we bought him one of those push toys, where he stands behind it and moves forward while holding on for dear life. At first, he was a little weary of it. Then once he got up on it, he took a few wobbly steps. Well, he finally got his sea legs and man does he take off on that thing. It's hilarious to watch.
He still hasn't busted out with any more teeth, which has completely perplexed Jon and I. We thought for sure we'd see more teeth with the way he's been drooling. He also hasn't been eating very well. That also might be because we've been feeding him "third-stage" foods, or baby food that's kind of lumpy. I'm thinking he's not so keen on the baby food and is ready to launch into full-blown adult meals because he eats table food just fine. So far, he's munched on broccoli, crackers, avocado, beans. Pretty much anything we put in front of him. But when it comes to the baby food, it's a fight.
The other thing we're both excited about is his first swimming pool experience. Even though the water's too cold still, Jon's already bought him a little swimming suit. It's really cute too. We can't wait for summer to get here!
He still hasn't busted out with any more teeth, which has completely perplexed Jon and I. We thought for sure we'd see more teeth with the way he's been drooling. He also hasn't been eating very well. That also might be because we've been feeding him "third-stage" foods, or baby food that's kind of lumpy. I'm thinking he's not so keen on the baby food and is ready to launch into full-blown adult meals because he eats table food just fine. So far, he's munched on broccoli, crackers, avocado, beans. Pretty much anything we put in front of him. But when it comes to the baby food, it's a fight.
The other thing we're both excited about is his first swimming pool experience. Even though the water's too cold still, Jon's already bought him a little swimming suit. It's really cute too. We can't wait for summer to get here!
Friday, April 17, 2009
Hello Houston
Man, so much to update everyone on! It's been a while (again, sorry) and a lot has happened. Actually, a ton has happened. Ok, where to start...
First of all, we moved to Houston. I got a job working with a Website called Biztools, which is run by Administaff. It's a much better opportunity and in the end, it made a lot of sense because it effectively gets us closer to family. Jordan has handled the move remarkably well. And he's so aware of his surroundings, so I'm pleasantly surprised at how well he's handled it.
We've been in Houston about four weeks now, and in those four weeks Jordan has: learned to crawl really, really fast; stand up on his own; climb stairs; wave; and clap. His development has been lightening-fast. He also has two little teeth, which came in around February. I think he might be getting some more soon, because he's been drooling more than a labotomy patient.
He's now 9 months old. He weighs about 18 pounds, which still seems small to me. But the pediatrician told us not to worry at this point since he still has a lot of growing to do. And his weight isn't due to a lack of eating, because let me tell ya--that kid can eat.
He also got his first major cold about three weeks ago, the aftereffects of which we're still dealing with. He had a fever and then later on developed a cough and congestion. He's still dealing with the congestion and the past couple of nights, he's been waking up at 3 am crying. I think it's because he can't breathe. Poor baby. Needless to say, it's been challenging for me to stay awake and functionaly at work. Poor mommy.
That's all folks! We'll keep you posted as he takes those first steps!
First of all, we moved to Houston. I got a job working with a Website called Biztools, which is run by Administaff. It's a much better opportunity and in the end, it made a lot of sense because it effectively gets us closer to family. Jordan has handled the move remarkably well. And he's so aware of his surroundings, so I'm pleasantly surprised at how well he's handled it.
We've been in Houston about four weeks now, and in those four weeks Jordan has: learned to crawl really, really fast; stand up on his own; climb stairs; wave; and clap. His development has been lightening-fast. He also has two little teeth, which came in around February. I think he might be getting some more soon, because he's been drooling more than a labotomy patient.
He's now 9 months old. He weighs about 18 pounds, which still seems small to me. But the pediatrician told us not to worry at this point since he still has a lot of growing to do. And his weight isn't due to a lack of eating, because let me tell ya--that kid can eat.
He also got his first major cold about three weeks ago, the aftereffects of which we're still dealing with. He had a fever and then later on developed a cough and congestion. He's still dealing with the congestion and the past couple of nights, he's been waking up at 3 am crying. I think it's because he can't breathe. Poor baby. Needless to say, it's been challenging for me to stay awake and functionaly at work. Poor mommy.
That's all folks! We'll keep you posted as he takes those first steps!
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Roll over
Rolling over from tummy to back is known to be a major milestone. And at this point, Jordan's only accomplished it a handful of times. But I'm not worried.
Two days ago, he rolled over from his back to his tummy, which is said to be a harder feat. Not only that, but he keeps doing it. And he's sitting up fairly well unsupported (another milestone that's difficult at his current age). I'm extremely proud.
I have a feeling Jordan's going to be one of those kids that gets ahead of the class with little effort, becomes the owner of a mega corporation without getting a college degree (although I will strangle him if he doesn't finish college) and becomes a millionaire by the age of 30. In other words, he's going to start at the top and not bother with the whole working-your-way-up part. He's already wanting to walk more than crawl. He'd rather us hold him up by his arms in an upward stance than be on his belly. It's hilarious.
He has his six-month doctor's appointment today. Stats soon to come...
Two days ago, he rolled over from his back to his tummy, which is said to be a harder feat. Not only that, but he keeps doing it. And he's sitting up fairly well unsupported (another milestone that's difficult at his current age). I'm extremely proud.
I have a feeling Jordan's going to be one of those kids that gets ahead of the class with little effort, becomes the owner of a mega corporation without getting a college degree (although I will strangle him if he doesn't finish college) and becomes a millionaire by the age of 30. In other words, he's going to start at the top and not bother with the whole working-your-way-up part. He's already wanting to walk more than crawl. He'd rather us hold him up by his arms in an upward stance than be on his belly. It's hilarious.
He has his six-month doctor's appointment today. Stats soon to come...
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Our first Christmas
Here's a question -- what do you get a five month old who has no idea what a holiday is?
I've been grappling with that question for several weeks. Do I get Jordan several gifts? Or do I wrap up a bunch of styrofoam peanuts and let him go crazy? I mean, do babies realize what's going on?
Of course, if I don't get him any gifts, the ol' parent guilt will set in and I'll immediately regret it.
So, I'm taking the middle road. We're buying him a few gifts but we're also wrapping a bunch of empty boxes to provide him with some impromptu entertainment.
I'll let you know which one he enjoys more.
I've been grappling with that question for several weeks. Do I get Jordan several gifts? Or do I wrap up a bunch of styrofoam peanuts and let him go crazy? I mean, do babies realize what's going on?
Of course, if I don't get him any gifts, the ol' parent guilt will set in and I'll immediately regret it.
So, I'm taking the middle road. We're buying him a few gifts but we're also wrapping a bunch of empty boxes to provide him with some impromptu entertainment.
I'll let you know which one he enjoys more.
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