Monthly Letters: Month Two

Month Two bites the dust! Things got worse before they got better. I'm happy to say that after changing your formula and getting you on some medicine for acid reflux, you are truly a new, happier, baby.

What you are doing with your hands here is what I affectionately call "Mouse Paws." You look like you are going to beg for some cheese any moment.

You are growing out of your clothes at an alarming rate. I bought this cute lavender thermal pj set for you at the beginning of the month. It was sized for a 6 month old. It was too tight about a week later. Lesson learned!

You smile much more often now. It melts my heart. The best way that I can get you to smile is to squeeze your buns and thighs while singing "I tickle the buns, I tickle the buns" in a very low, deep voice, then switching to a high pitched cutesy voice. You just love that.

Your dad seems to have issues with putting you in your bassinet after you fall asleep. You see, he falls asleep right along with you and I'm starting to worry that he is creating a monster. A chubby cheeked, blue eyed little chunky butt monster.

I'm ashamed to tell you the most recent songs I've turned into nursery rhymes. For instance, I often call you a Squawk Box due to your love of making funny noises. This song by Justin Timberlake (NSFW) (which you aren't allowed to listen to until you are 18) has been subsequently been changed to say this:

1: Cut a hole in a box
2: Put your Squawk in that box
3: Make her open the box
And that's the way you do it
She's a squawk in a box... a squawk in a box babe
She's a squawk in a box, a squawk in a box girl

If I call you my squawk in a box in the future, please forgive me.

You are quickly becoming a pro at holding your head up on your own.

Most of the time anyways. Here you are displaying your bobble head technique.

Your hair is a huge source of delight to me. You are totally rocking your inner punk with this mohawk. No matter what I do, your hair tweaks up into an Ace Ventura sort of 'do.

There have been lots of changes in the last month. You grew two inches, putting you at 23 1/2 inches long. You are up to 12lbs 14 ounces. You are finally able to tolerate your vibrating chair, your swing, and are able to hold your pacifier in your mouth for more than 2 seconds at a time.

Month three is going to be very interesting. As I write this we are in the process of switching you back to normal formula to see if you can tolerate it yet, and trying to get you to sleep at night, because HELLO, this being up until 6 or 7 am every morning is just INSANE, even if you are just a little baby.

Love,

Mommy

Not so fast!

There is gonna be a slight delay in getting back to blogging as all 3 of us are sick with the flu. Oi!

The first time your baby is sick is so scary. It seems as though she is only congested right now...and I'm hoping and praying it doesn't get much worse for her. Her dad and I have been pretty sick the last few days with all sorts of gross symptoms.

Besides having a cold, little Violet has her days and nights all messed up. Last night, or shall I say this morning she was up until 6:30 am. Precious child, I don't deal well with those kinds of hours!

Any advice on getting young babies switched to sleeping at night?

We're back!

We've got internets and we are ready to rock and roll! I hope everybody had a great Thanksgiving.


More later, including the month two newsletter.
Excuse my absence while we are MOVING this weekend!

Hells yes!

Back in a few days.

The mighty cheeseburger ring.

by Divine Domesticity on November 5th, 2007

This is so white trash. I just love it.

Tweak the ingredients to your liking. I omitted the mustard and didn't add the cheese to the ground beef mixture so it would melt and combine. Instead, I added partial slices of cheese on top of the puff pastry, then the ground beef and pickles, then another slices of cheese to top it off. It doesn't really matter how you do it. It is completely trashy and good eats.

Cheeseburger Ring

Makes 1 ring, serves 3-4 people
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1/4 cup onions, diced
3/4 lb lean ground beef
1/4 cup ketchup
2 teaspoons yellow mustard
8-10 slices cheddar cheese
2 (8 ounce) packages refrigerated crescent dinner rolls
16 slices dill pickles
3 large plum tomatoes
2 cups lettuce

1. Preheat oven to 375°F. In frying pan, cook ground beef with onions over medium heat 8-10 minutes or until beef is no longer pink; drain.

2. Add ketchup, mustard and 5 of the cheese slices, cut up; stir until cheese is melted. Remove pan from heat.

3. Unroll crescent dough; separate into 16 triangles. Arrange triangles in a circle on a 13-inch round pan or baking stone with points towards the outside. (There should be a 5-inch diameter opening in the center.) Scoop meat mixture evenly onto widest end of each triangle.
Top each scoop with 2 pickle slices.

4. Bring points of triangles up over filling and tuck under wide ends of dough at center of ring. (Filling will not be completely covered.) Bake 20-25 minutes or until golden brown. Remove from oven.

5. Cut each of the remaining 4 cheese slices into 4 triangles. Arrange cheese triangles over top of ring.

6. Slice tomatoes. Arrange tomato slices around inside center of ring.

7. Slice lettuce into thin strands. Place in center of ring.

8. Serve with additional ketchup and mustard, if desired.

The things you think but never say.


What a week. In summation:
Bad,
bad,
bad,
bad,
BAD,
BAD!!,
BAD!!!!!!,
a little better,
lots better,
thank God, you might even say it is now GOOD.

Violet has acid reflux and we're thinking is also lactose intolerant. Both of these things made the last week (or two or three) pure HELL for all parties involved. She was literally screaming morning, noon, and night. I got her in to the doctor early this week and scheduled xrays of her chest and throat which told us what we already knew -- girl has got some major reflux! Poor little thing! Now she has a prescription for Zantac and has been switched to a lactose free formula and she seems to be doing much better.

Parenting isn't for wimps. I will shamefully admit that during this very hard time I turned all of my frustration towards my husband. I was so angry...resentful...frustrated, and in my heart I pinned all of that on him. It is hard enough to get through 12 hours of non stop screaming with two people who are supporting each other. It is impossible to make it through on your own and with anger in your heart. I'm glad to say that I realized the error of my ways and have put my attitude back in check.


Yup, still worth it. :)