Friday, October 31, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Sunday night Mr. X made us dinner. His version of tator tot casserole which was good. I'll probably always make mine with green beans but I may add cheese in the future. Anyways, back to the story. Apparently while putting the dish in the oven he knocked one of the tator tots off and it fell into the bottom of the oven. Being the typical male, I'm sure there is a female or two as well, he didn't REMOVE it from where it fell. Yes, it got LEFT there.
Fast forward to the next night. I decided to make a chicken enchilada of sorts using some left over chicken, tortillas, and then enchilada sauce. I started the oven to get it preheated and started the enchilada sauce on the stove. It was one of those that you just add water and tomato sauce and heat it up.
So I get to cutting up the chicken and I start smelling like something is burning. Totally not even thinking about the oven I kept checking the sauce. Even wondering in the world I could be burning water and seasonings. Stranger things have happened I guess. Then it dawned on me....open the oven. So I did.
Out rolled black smoke. When it finally cleared enough to see there layed the offensive tator tot in the middle of the bottom. You know how coals have those glowing red embers when they get hot enough?? This looked like one of those. So I'm thinking there is no way I can just leave it there, it will only get worse. I so grabbed the metal tong things, slipped on the oven mitt and went oven diving.
I managed to snag the tator tot and started to pull it out. To my horror I bumped the rack and it fell back in. And rolled right UNDER the hot coil. With in less than second it burst into flames. It was burning like a marshmallow over a camp fire!! Now there really was no option to just leave it be as I had no idea what kind of damage an actual flame in an electric oven would do. So I went after it again.
Got it out this time and went to the sink....which had tupperware and bottles in it from earlier in the day. So with my flaming tator tot in one hand I'm frantically trying to move dishes to one side so I won't ruin any of them. I finally get it cleared and throw it in the sink. It's still flaming!! So hosed that sucker down as it hissed until it died out. So thats the story.....tator tots really do catch on fire. In the mean time I'm left with this...
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Friday, October 24, 2008
Anyways, about a week ago I went to the company website and went through the extensive intial interview asking questions about all kinds of things from our history. Today, I got the email saying that we have moved to the next step which includes a sign off from both our physicians and then the physical exam, drug testing, blood testing, etc. If we pass all of that then we will be approved to become a donor and will be sent all the supplies for storage and shipping of what ever extra milk we have to donate. I consider myself fairly healthy and Toots is certainly thriving so I'm really not too concerned that we wouldnt' get through this next phase. I'm not sure how long it might take but keep your fingers crossed for us!!
Here's a little info about what the company does and such.
As a result of the ongoing donations from generous donors and supporters like you, International Breast Milk Project is able to continue providing breast milk to babies in Africa affected by HIV/AIDS. Through May 31, 2007, IBMP donors had generously given 55,000 ounces of breast milk for our cause! 100% of the breast milk donated through May 31, 2007 has been shipped to Africa. 5,000 ounces of the breast milk was shipped in May of 2007, while the remaining 50,000 ounces was shipped in October 2007. IBMP is grateful to Prolacta Bioscience for working with us from the very beginning to collect, process, and package all of this donated milk. Due to the program’s great success and growth, IBMP is able to continue its work under a business model that ensures sustainability for the organization, so that we may continue helping infants affected by HIV in Africa. At IBMP’s request, Prolacta will continue donating their services at no charge to IBMP. Under this agreement Prolacta will collect, process, and package 25% of all breast milk donated after June 1, 2007. This donated milk will be provided to babies affected by HIV, poverty, and disease in Africa. The milk that is shipped to Africa for infants affected by HIV/AIDS is donated and not sold to the babies or orphan clinics. The remaining 75% of donated milk will be processed by Prolacta to make pasteurized human milk and to create the only available human milk fortifier made from 100% human milk, H2MF, for premature and critically ill babies in neonatal intensive care units in the U.S. For every ounce that remains in the U.S., Prolacta will provide $1 to IBMP. International Breast Milk Project requested this balance of milk and financial support from Prolacta to maximize our potential to fund local healthcare initiatives in Africa, including local milk banking, while also providing immediate relief for infants suffering from malnutrition. This partnership of a non-profit with a for-profit organization provides a model that creates sustainability to provide for a critical need in Africa. IBMP is pleased that the new model is working well: Breast milk donations made after May 31, 2007 have resulted in another shipment to South Africa sent on May 20, 2008, consisting of over 43,000 ounces of milk! This is equivalent to over 10,000 infant feedings.
Prolacta’s human milk fortifier is the only fortifier made from 100% human breast milk, which is added to a mother's own milk, or to donor milk, providing a critically ill preemie with the nutrition necessary to support appropriate growth and development. The human milk fortifier is concentrated human milk that meets the nutritional needs of premature and critically ill infants, as prescribed by neonatologists. Premature infants miss out on significant in-utero growth because they are born too early, and human milk does not have enough calories and protein to sustain the growth rates required for these babies to catch up with their full term peers. Feeding these babies more volume does not work since their stomachs are too small. The solution to this problem is to concentrate their food. The current standard of care is fortification using bovine (cow) milk products. Prolacta Bioscience is offering an alternative by making a concentrated fortifier from 100% human milk, as opposed to cow milk. Prolacta is the first and only company to provide human milk fortifier from 100% human milk for critically ill babies in the NICU. International Breast Milk Project is a federally registered 501c(3) organization. We will publish our milk shipment reports and our yearly financial information at www.breastmilkproject.org. You will know that every drop of your milk is making a difference for infants in need.
So how do you guys do it? Or does it really just not matter? Don't get me wrong, X is awesome with Toots. When he's here he holds him, burps him, rocks him, etc. I've never once had him refuse to take Toots even when I interrupt one of his computer games so I can get 5 minutes to go to the bathroom. I just wish I didn't feel like I was still on my own so much and had a chance to get out a bit more.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
I finally caught one on camera but we've spent the last 6 hours alternating between eating, diaper changes, and screaming. He only slept about 45 minutes total in that entire time. I hope he'll sleep really well tonight! And who could possibly stay frustrated for too long with smiles like that mixed in.
Toots was having bottle issues. He had taken some bottles ok and then wouldn't have anything to do with them. I can't leave him to starve all day and on occasion need more than 2 hours away. No a friend of ours suggested these bottles.
1st Years Breast Flow Bottles
Monday, October 20, 2008
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Saturday, October 18, 2008
During the party I snapped a few pic's of costumes the kiddo's were wearing. I narrowed it down to my top 2 favorite but first, here are a few others that were too cute.
First of course, my horse and cheerleader. Don't mind their facial expressions. I don't even attempt to try and get Monkey to make a straight face and Toots...well you know. He's ONLY now quite 7 weeks now.
Then we have Justin as Elmo. It took a good bit of coaxing to get him to wear that costume but he finally did and got to participate in the trunk or treating.
Here we have the cabbage patch kid. I couldn't get close enough to get a pic of hte kiddo inside but rest assured she was more adorable than any doll. I gotta say though, the real doll has got to be huge to justify that big old box!
Here we have a monkey with the chubbiest cheeks. Makes ya just want to squeeze him. And gotta love the little details like the banana sticking out of his pocket.
And here we have the fisherwoman with her catch of the day. I gotta commend the people who come up with these ideas!
And now the leaders.
The peacock. Sorry the picture isn't that great, I was trying so hard but Toots was eating like he is a starved baby and I was operating the camera left handed. Doesn't work so well for a right handed person. This costume was absolutely adorable though, right down to her orange tights and her feathers all puffed out around her. She was the prettiest peacock ya ever did see!
And finally, the one I think I do have to label the winner. Basically for originality. I'm pretty sure this was a home made costume, if not I'd like to know what store makes costumes like this! I don't think words could do it justice so here ya go....
Neat isn't it? Not only is that a washing machine but it's complete with Tide and Clorox and the assorted clothing as well. I hope though that the clothing was at least clean for the demonstration...especially the underwear on his head. Now what I really want to know is how they got their young son to wear that willingly!
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Course, I really should get to bed. Here it is 11:30pm and I'm up on the computer. Man, this is going to be an adjustment.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
He had managed to turn himself 90degrees, with out me noticing at that, and then promptly passed out. Even the paci was long forgotten. And for those not familiar with the boppy, this is actually the opposite of how any other baby lays in it. In essence he is laying down with his feet propped up instead of his head. And for baby safety...we'll just ignore how close we are to the edge of the couch....Shhhh!
Monday, October 13, 2008
Sunday, October 12, 2008
And if you didnt notice I've changed my recipe blog over as well. You can find all the things we've tried lately and some old favorites HERE. Well almost all the old ones, I'm still transfering things over.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Here is the thing though....there are certain people like me who will dress their children so that it is apparent what gender they are. If I see a baby dressed in pink and purple them I'm pretty much going to assume that they are a girl. If the baby is in blue then most likely they are a boy. Course, there are some exceptions to the rule. I'm sure their are some parents who don't care what color their child is wearing. yes, I've seen boys in pink and purple. Not my boy of course...LOL
Today one of our neighbors had a party for her son's birthday so we went down for awhile. They had one of those big blow up bounce house things which Monkey loved and I'm hoping will now result in her sleeping very well tonight. Anyways, I dressed Toots in a blue onsie, blue jeans, and blue/white socks, and had a blue blanket with little puppies on it. And still every single person that came up to us asked "Is it a boy or girl". Grrr.....seriously people! Do I need to table a post it to his forhead??
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Monday, October 6, 2008
Take today for instance. It started off well enough. He was actually agreeable with letting me get monkey ready for school even though she was determined to be really slow. Got her off on the bus and came home. Took some time to check my email and a few message boards. Changed and fed Toots thinking that surely this would put him to sleep so i can tackle monkey's room and getting rid of toys she doesn't play with. He drifted off to sleep and then 20 mins later was screaming. Just as I had gotten everything dragged out to the living room to sort through. Tried everything and the only thing he wanted was to eat so did that again. He dropped off to sleep, layed him down with some lullabye music, 20 minutes later he was screaming agian. The was teh case all morning. I did manage to get a little bit done but it was like a race of how much I could get to before he woke up again.
So this afternoon got lunch and then ran up to Walmart to pick up some photo's I had printed. Toots fussed as I put him in the carseat, picked it up and he was passed out before i got the front door locked behind me. Slept the whole 20 minutes it took to get back home and then was screaming as we walked into the house.
So what gives?? How the heck do you get a baby to sleep for longer than 20 minutes at a time??? I think part of his problem is just that he isn't sleeping right. So it's making him crankier than normal and in turn keeping him up more. I seriously can't sit on the couch all day with him attached to me. And I can't listen to him scream so much. For my own sanity if nothing more!
Sunday, October 5, 2008
His wife was not amused, and decided that she simply couldn't let such a comment go unrewarded.
The next morning the husband took a pair of underwear out of his drawer. 'What the Hell is this??' he said to himself as a little 'dust' cloud appeared when he shook them out. 'April,' he hollered into the bathroom, 'why did you put talcum powder in my underwear?'
She replied .'It's not talcum powder......It's "Miracle Grow".
Thursday, October 2, 2008
I need sleep. I need every little second that I can squeeze out from one crying fit to another. Another reason I dread going back to work. How can a person be fully functional after 2hours of sleep every night. Something has got to give eventually and we know it sure as heck won't be the baby. He's as stubborn as I am in that department.
There is convenience in it as well. No getting up and stumbling from one room to the next. I hear a wimper and just pull up the shirt. Problem solved! Course it also results in wet spots for the wrong reasons....LOL
Yes we have the pack n play with the bassinet which I try to use often but convenience wise it's just not cutting it. We unfortunately have a platform bed. For those who don't know it's a bed that sits really low to the ground. So to get him out I've gotta drag myself up, climb over the side of the pack n play and drag him out of what ever corner he has wedged himself into. Then when finished repeat the process. See what I mean now? Its no wonder I'm sleep deprived.
I'm at that point where I fully understand why parents would offer up their savings or a limb just to get a full nights rest. Even a straight 4 hours would be nice. I've even tried taking a nap durign the day while J is in school and E is sleeping. Its inevitable that X will get home early though and bug me till I wake up. Or he messes with the baby and wakes him up. Ugh. It's a losign battle for me. I just try not to think about how long it could last!
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Now if only we could get the finger sucking to end.....
We already have one for J which is Monkey. Something we've called her since she was able to walk and climb on EVERYTHING. Don't believe me?? We went to a playdate this past weekend and the one thing she wanted to know was if there was a good tree to climb. She's my tomboy in a dress and becomes more and more like me every day.
As for E I'm thinking of using Toots. Odd name I'm sure your thinking but my reasoning is pretty sound. This kid is gassier than a grown man. And I'm not talking about short little cute ones. I'm talking, loud and long drawn out ones, back to back, and even a little liquid sounding at times. Ewww gross I know. Add the belching to it and I've already gotten an idea of what his teenage years will be like. Don't believe me?? I'll get it on video one day and after you pick yourself up from laughing you'll have to post how right I am!
As for X and myself....no idea. We don't even have nicknames for each other so I'm not even sure what would be fitting. So I'm putting this out to you guys....any ideas???
When my mommy friends were talking about being emotional and near tears over going back to work I thought they were crazy. What could be so hard about leaving a baby who does nothing but eat, sleep, cry, and dirty diapers? Who wouldn't want a break from that? I swore I could never be the stay at home mom type. Seriously?? Stay home all day with them? No freakin way! I'd go crazy first....right?
I used to hear all the time "I have no idea how you do it!" quickly followed by "I could never do it myself". Do what? I was doing the same thing they were, taking care of a baby. Right? This concept though is two sided though. Pro's and con's both ways which I'll go into in a minute.
Still, somehow we survived and apparently I did something right. I'm now dealing with a 5 year old who can negotiate like the best salesman, often leaving me at a loss of what to do next. She's fearcely independent and likes things her own way. A product of her infancy/toddlerhood or quite possibly, the spitting image of me. I know a few people who laugh every time I say in exasperation "She won't stop arguing with me!" or "She's so stubborn". They are really quick to comment that it sounds fairly familiar to them or that all to famous phrase..."Wonder where she got that from". Grrr
So where am I going with all this?? With baby E things are completely and utterly different. Having to adjust has been some what of a trial in it's own right but I'm learning how to adjust. Today was a rough day where I was really thinking about all this. And ironically...crying my eyes out too. Definitely not a good thing when your driving down an interstate at 70mph. What brought it on?
I realized that I only have 15 days left before I return to work and baby E learned about the tough world of daycare. Well maybe not tough for him now, he has a little while before he'll care that another kiddo took his toy. Still, he's my baby. And I've gotta leave him with someone else while I go and slave away for a few measely dollars. For at least 8 hours a day I won't be the one that comforts him when he cries. I won't be the one who rocks him to sleep or changes the never ending dirty diaper. I won't be the one who gets warm all over when he smiles, even if it is due to gas. Hey, we take what we can get.
The difference between J and E....it really bugs me now. Not because I love E anymore than J. Not because he's more important or anything. It's because now I have the luxury of caring. I'll have had 6 weeks off work with him. I've been with him 24hrs a day since the day he was born. I've had the chance to bond with him in such a way that just the thought of him pulls a few heart strings. Now I can say that I know how my other mommy friends felt. And now instead of thinking they were crazy, I feel their pain. I sympathize with them and I feel like I could shed a tear for every single working mommy that has to leave their child.
Whats even crazier is I would now gladly stay home with both my kiddos every single day. Well J has school but you know what I mean. I want to see every last one of those firsts that he will have. I want to be the one that is there for him in every way he needs. I want to continue to be here every day when J comes home from school with time for her in the evening because cleaning and dinner is already taken care of. Not rushing around tryign to fit a days worth of work into a few hours at home. I'm no longer the mommy who was slightly detached as a way of coping with a situation. I'm a mommy who is going to cry, and cry, and cry some more the day I leave him in someone elses arms. I'll be the mommy who calls to check on him and takes time to adjust to not thinking of him every moment. **Sigh** I'm going to be an even better mommy. Treasuring every moment I am with my kiddos more than before. No longer taking for granted the few moments that we do have.