My Buddy’s first month home


*ONE MONTH OLD PICS*

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Dear Buddy,

The Mommy can’t believe how much love you have brought into our family.  Who knew there was room for more love!?!?   There was!  From the moment I saw you, I deemed you mine.  I know you’re Daddy’s too, but I knew you were my person.  When I was in a lot of pain in the hospital, they would put your naked little baby body on my bare tummy.  I have no idea how, but you healed me in those moments.  You lessened my pain, and relaxed me to the point of almost napping.  You took care of Mommy . Even The Daddy noticed you made me feel better in those painful times.   I knew You were going to hang onto me and be the epidomy of a Momma’s Boy.  My sweet boy, I was right.  You are MY boy.  My Buddy.  You like my smell, you like my skin, you like the clothes I wear, you like my blanket, you like my special bounces and rocks, and you LOVE TO STARE AT MY FACE.   It melts me into a pile of mush sometimes.  I can’t help but to think I’m kind of a big deal to you.

Here’s how you look at me (I feel like you’re thinking “HEY MOMMA, when did you get here????”:

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In your first month you:

  • Are amazing at staring contests.
  • GREW TO 11 LBS.
  • Know how to hang on to the Mommy’s shirts so she can’t get away when you fall asleep.  See:IMG_4328 IMG_4498
  • rolled from front to back
  • are starting to smile on purpose:
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  • are making tiny coos maybe a few times a day, but I just know you’ll get the hang of cooing soon!
  • grew out of newborn size clothes
  • Grew a mustache :
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  • Sleep 2.5 hours straight before you need the Mommy to feed you.
  • are starting to show signs of being almost ready to hold your own head up.  My strong boy!

Favorite things:

  • Boobs
  • Milk
  • The scent of boobs.
  • Mommy and her stare-worthy face
  • Poopin’
  • Tootin’
  • Peeing with a ridiculously forceful stream sure to go all the way across the room.
  • Soothie pacifiers with animals attached.

I can’t wait to see all of your milestones unfold.  We are so lucky that The Daddy has the Mommy stay at home so that no moments will go unseen!  The best gift a Daddy can give to a Mommy is to let her stay at home and watch her precious babies every single day.

You make my life better.  You make me smile every single day, even if it’s a bad day!  You make me want to do more for my family and be a better person for you guys!

I love you more than words could begin to describe, you, your sister, and your father completely fill my heart.

Love,

The Mommy

 

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The boobie files


I latch sometimes, but find myself pumping a lot more. This is because I have a toddler who doesn’t breastfeed and who doesn’t care if I need time to breastfeed her brother. Or sees this time as an opportunity to get into EVERYTHING that she shouldn’t. She’s smart like that. I figured I would make a list of the things I like to do when I am bored during my pumping sessions. They usually last 15-20 minutes depending on how engorged I am.

These lists are made from a person who owns the most amazing product available: a pumping bra.

This list is for my pumper peeps who are plugged into a wall and do not have free reign to move wherever they want:

 

  • Download the words with friends app.
  • Download the scramble with friends app. (My personal favorite game!!)
  • Get a Vine account and enjoy all the neat video clips- make some of your own too! This is a new discovery for me and I have already wasted hours of my life on it in 2 days.
  • Tetris. (I’ve seriously played tetris the entire 20 minutes I’ve pumped before)
  • Facebook. DUH.
  • Paint your nails – just enough time to dry without causing pesky dings.

 

If you have a fancy freestyle pump that allows you to walk around while pumping:

*Keep in mind, even if you do have a freestyle pump that allows you to “do things”, you can’t bend over, all of your milk will dump out into the floor. Lets be real ladies, WE DO CRY OVER SPILLED MILK.

  • Do your makeup if you’re about to head out. (this can also be done with the plug in pump if you take your makeup and mirror to your pump location!)
  • Wash all those dirty bottles in your sink. (but don’t bend too far over- keep an eye on how full your bottles are!!)
  • Fold a load of clean clothes.
  • Style your hair.
  • Brush your teeth.
  • Pee.
  • Pump on your drive somewhere. You read that right. I will set up my freestyle pump in the car right before I leave home. I have a great pump holder bra so “look ma, no hands!!!” Then I put a cover over my front so nobody can see I’m pumping, press start, and hit the road! When you are around 20 minutes into your ride, make a pit stop at a closed business or empty gas station and remove the equipment , celebrate your tall glasses of baby milk, and drive on! Use discretion of course. Not everyone has the ability to pump and drive safely. I put my buckle on before I hook up the tubing so I’m safely restrained. (obligatory safety disclaimer: BirminghamBell is not responsible for any injuries obtained by readers who attempt to pump and drive)

 

 

Anymore suggestions would be appreciated!

XOXO

BELL

 

Poppin’ off at the fair


A few exciting things:

MY PREGNANCY POP CALENDAR!!!! Don’t you just die? I love it! Now…whether to open frame it or just hang it in baby 2.0’s room for display…hmm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

LOVE IT.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Last weekend, Harper got to go to the fair. She met a few furry friends that she wasn’t so sure about…and some of them….well I wasn’t so sure about.

….ummmm…make it stop touching me mom, I know this is NOT a kitty.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We so NEED this. CUTENESS!!!

I was closing my eyes preparing to be spat at…but he didn’t he REALLY wanted some pettin though!

I hope this post wasn’t too exciting for you! 🙂 Off to a night of good sleep and hopefully no round ligament pain! That stuff is for real. No joke. OUCH.

-Bell

Statistically speaking…


I am almost always hungry.

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Note the almost MIDNIGHT time stamp on this one.

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Those things really happened. With this pregnancy I am SO HUNGRY!!!!!! Even though I do get nauseated, it’s not every single day like my first. I have about 1-2 BAD days a week, I’ll take that.

Things that make me turn green:

  • The smell of grease.
  • Any lingering smell in general, I can’t sit in a restaurant on even a moderately good day without turning various shades of green.  I’m a to-go person now.
  • The sight of liquor.  GAG.  Even if it’s on my TV.
  • Wet paper.  “What?  Why do you have wet paper?”  Sometimes the baby will find a little piece of a napkin or a little piece of cardboard from one of her toy’s packaging and stick it in her mouth.  This makes wet paper.
  • Old bananas.  I don’t make a practice of keeping old nasty bananas lying around…but recently, I let Harper munch down on some for breakfast and she stored a few pieces in her high chair crack.  Every time one is discovered, I have to have a little conference with myself about not hurling.
  • Hearing SOMEONE burp.    Men…….

Recap of a few weekend moments:

Friday was the day the baby went crazy.  SOMETHING happened.  SOMETHING.  She was MAD.  Furious.  In a state of inconsolable rage.

WHERE DID MY BABY GO?!?!!?!  AND WHO IS THIS CHILD SOMEONE REPLACED HER WITH:

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After a good 30 minutes of an inconsolable baby, she gathered herself together and had fun with our company…while sniffling for about an hour after because it was SO BAD.

If there’s one word of the weekend I would have to pick CHEESE.
She likes cheese. I like that she likes cheese. I like to watch her eat cheese. She leaves MY food alone when she eats cheese. She doesn’t yell at me when she eats cheese. I also like to eat cheese.

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Today after being in constant state of green, I was able to get Harper to take a nap with me. She never does this for me anymore.
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I hope your weekend was filled with a little less green and a lot more cookout.

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-Bell

We gots issues.


So lately Harper and I have had an issue.  Well It’s more like an issue she has with other people…not including me.

She’s decided that she will only eat baby food from me, and fights it with everyone else.

What’s up with that?  It’s SO frustrating:

  1. because I worry when I leave her in someone else’s care they can’t follow my meal plan instructions for her.
  2. that when John his home, he is reluctant to feed her baby food because she gives him an extra hard time.
  3. that others have to give her a bottle instead of baby food, which makes her poop LIQUID and SUPER STINKY!!!! (making me think the milk doesn’t sit well with her)
  4. because I know it stresses out anyone I ask to watch her when feeding time rolls around.

 

Why does she eat so well with me?  She eats 1.5-2 packages every sitting with me, but when with others, only eats 1/2 a container!

 

These are my possible answers as to why:

  1. Maybe others don’t recognize which foods need to be phased into her favorite foods so she will like the taste more.  Somehow I have a sense of what she doesn’t want because of taste.  I know…I have an extreme advantage of knowing her best.
  2. Others give up when she starts to go into ANGRY BIRD mode.  I understand that completely.  She flails her arms around, tries to throw the food in the floor, and SCREAMS!!!  It’s easy to be defeated during that.
  3. Others just don’t have my ninja skill set for feeding my child.  I have tricks and dances that tend to work if she starts to go downhill.  When I know she is still hungry and is just fussing, I MAKE her eat.  She’s not allowed to leave the chair until she’s satisfied my food in baby quota.

 

I did my normal “scour the internet” thing and realized nobody in the world has this same problem.  Or they aren’t on google.  🙂

The next step in helping with this is figuring out how to remedy it.

I want to try:

  1. Asking others to feed her more routinely so that she gets used to it.
  2. Adding a few soft table foods to her meal plan…because who doesn’t love to play with their food?
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Those blanks mean suggestions are greatly appreciated!!!!!

New foods I am considering:

  • Banana pieces
  • Grilled cheese
  • cheese slices
  • tofu
  • french toast
  • waffels
  • scrambled eggs
  • canned green beans
  • macaroni and cheese
  • peas
  • cheese sticks
  • baby tomatoes cut small
  • grapes cut small
  • blueberries

Does anyone out there recommend any fun foods to start to try!?

Munchin’ on her first platter of food!

I hope everything goes good with all these new things we have to try!

Have a good night!
-Bell

Things you may have missed


So I just realized if you only come here from other sites you may have missed a few of my posts because they were created on much earlier dates since I wasn’t ready to release them at that point.  If you want to check them out I updated these:

https://birminghambell.com/2012/07/29/our-little-blastocyst/

https://birminghambell.com/2012/08/06/ahhhhh-crap/

https://birminghambell.com/2012/08/09/i-wish-i-knew-what-week-it-was/

https://birminghambell.com/2012/08/26/the-pits/

Happy blogging!

-Bel

I want these to be a few of my favorite things…


I’m up to my old tricks again.  Scouring the internet for new and different baby items.  So far I NEED these:

1. A Mexican bola necklace

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

2.  Baby Moses bassinet basket

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

3. 280 days to pop calendar

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

4. Pretty nursing pads

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

5.  A few maternity hospital gowns (I promise I’ll wear them this time!!!)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

6.   I need a rental company to let me borrow one of these for the next 7 months

 

 

 

 

 

 

7.  A fetal doppler

8. A vintage love seat to nurse on in baby’s room!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

9.  A jean maternity jacket for everyday use!

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10. All the winter pajamas I can handle!!!

There you have it.  My needs.

 Bell

 

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The pits


I’m starting to realize what is happening to me once again… Partum depression.  Yuck.  It makes me cringe to even type it.  You’ll probably never hear me speak it.

I should be super happy, but I’m really not.  I can’t pin point why I’m not, either.  All I know, is that the smallest things send me over the edge into a very sad state.

The most frustrating part about it is the lack of help and understanding from of others so far.

This is the boat I find myself in right now:

1. No local doctors have any openings until late October.  Even though I call them and tell them my pregnancy depression situation.  That is almost enough to make me walk into the appointment resenting the doctor.

2.  John doesn’t really understand why I act the way I do, or why I get sent over the edge over seemingly meaningless things.  Of course, they’re not meaningless to me.

I don’t like being in the boat.

While being a mother, and in “the boat” I automatically shut everyone out thinking about these questions:

If I tell people about the way I feel, will they think I am being a bad mother to Harper?

AM I being a bad mother if I am sad while I take care of Harper?

If I don’t feel close to my unborn baby, will I ever?

If I tell people I don’t feel close to this pregnancy, will they think less of me?

If people know, will they treat me like they feel sorry for me?

Will people think I am strange if I tell them about my extreme anxieties during pregnancy?

Will people think I will have a jacked up baby if I have to take medicine during pregnancy to treat depression or anxiety?

I can only assume that anytime people are afraid of what others think, that is the primary reason for keeping things to themselves.

I guess I am saying these things, only to put them out there.  To let others know HOW I feel, not really WHY I feel that way, or what they can do to help. To let people who want to judge, judge…and to let others dealing with a similar situation know that they’re not alone.

I know it will go away.  100%.  I know this because I’ve already lived it once.  I do consider myself lucky that the feeling lifted itself the very moment Harper was born.  It really was as if God had taken away ALL of those bad feelings as soon as she entered the world.

I guess until I am able to speak with my doctor, I just have to power through this the best way I can.  I know that once I start to hear baby 2.0 kick, I will feel joy and attachment.  At least I hope so.  Those were some of the very happy moments of my pregnancy with Harper.  I knew she was there, I knew she was okay, and it wasn’t just a picture to look at from the doctor, it was a feeling of life inside of me.  I need that to happen soon.  Since I am at 8 weeks right now, maybe I can expect it in 7-10 weeks.  Until then, I may be using the blog as my prenatal release.  Do enjoy!  Even the bad posts! 🙂

-Bell

I posted this and sat on it privately for about a week. I’ve looked at it fifty times (not for any kind of poor grammar, but to agonize over what I was exposing to others.) I can’t look at it anymore, I just have to send it on it’s way into the universe that is the internet.

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Sandwiches, cream soda, and snobiz.


After a solid week of myself nagging John about the ratio of time spent with his friends, video games, and football, I got a nice date in the park. Jersey Mikes, cream soda, cheesy poofs, and SNOBIZ!!!!! (I also got some pretty roses!)

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Busted

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SNOBIZ!!!
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MOM…it tastes funny!!!

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Notice how we had to restrain her arms?? I think if I ever go to the Snobiz alone, I’ll try to swaddle her to provide maximum son cone eating efficiency.

Hope everyone had a good Thursday as well!!

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Love,
Bell

I am a bacon eating procrastinator.


It should be of no surprise to find out I love bacon. LOVE BACON. Here is what I created after scouring the internet for bacon popsicle recipes. Of course I was a little lazy and just used a popsicle I had at the house. It served its purpose.
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I am investigating other forms of bacon art.  I’ve even convinced John to throw a bacon themed football party, in which everyone attending will bring a dish made with bacon in it.  Do other people like bacon this much?  I’m sure there are a few.

Moving along…I forgot to document our weeks latest adventures!  On Monday, after a little work and a little play, I brought Miss Snuggles home.  Usually she won’t be this calm and snuggly…I don’t question that.  I just take whatever she has to give.  She decided to do this with me for about 5 minutes.  It was lovely.

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Once The Daddy got home, I set Harper up in front of the TV in the Bumbo…she kept making this face:

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Yea, that’s my leg to the right of her. She is gripping it with everything she has…I think it’s a tactic to keep me from escaping.

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Next week, I am on a mission to find a cheap copy of Monster’s, Inc.  Just to prepare for next years big release of Monsters inc 2!!!!

I have been searching near and far for a BOO costume that Harper can wear on Halloween this year…but I’m so disappointed.  Every one I find is for a size 4/5 or higher, not to mention UBER expensive!!!   I’m almost ready to give in and start making one myself.

Hope you had a good monday!  (Yea, I realize today is Thursday-sue me.)

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Love,

Bell