The (mis) adventures of our (sort of) young family

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Sleep anyone?

I know it’s been a long time since we’ve posted, but now I’m going to post about why it’s been a long time since we’ve posted. Jordan is an exciting, fun kid who makes our lives so much better. He turns one on September 28, and the time has just flown by, as all of you said it would.

So now we’re back for round two of advice and our first “whining post” in awhile. Jordan does not do that sleep thing like babies are “supposed” to. That whole 10 hours they’re supposed to start doing? The six month point where it’s supposed to “turn the corner?” Yeah, not so much.

We have made progress. Jordan has been sleeping in his crib for a few months now (he used to scream bloody murder just seeing his crib), and we can put him down to bed after his story and small bottle. But he just won’t make it through the night. Most nights, he doesn’t even make it past midnight before he wakes up the first time. If we don’t go get him, he either: a) screams until he throws up all over or b) screams until we think the neighbor who shares Jordan’s wall is going to call the cops on us.

He tries to sleep. When we go in to check on him when he starts screaming, he will lie down and try to shut his eyes and sleep. He will try over and over, but especially at the 3am wakeup, he just can’t do it.

HELP!!! We love Jordan and want him to get sleep as much as we desperately need a night or two of sleep ourselves. We have tried Ferber (neighbors make this difficult), we have tried Supernanny. We have even given him Benadryl when he had hives and still had him getting up at 3am.

You all have kids – what do you think? What have you done? Any reasons other than being stubborn or not needing a lot of sleep that he could be doing this?

TV and Babies

Even though Jordan is still small, I am starting to become more and more conscious of what’s on TV when he’s in the room. He seemed like a little blob for most of the first two months, so I didn’t think twice about watching anything with him in the room. In this last month, though, he seems to be understanding things, even if it’s not in a concrete way.

Last night, I was watching Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. It was at the end of the movie, when Harry faces Voldemort, and Voldemort’s creepy snake face filled the screen. Jordan took one look and became very agitated. He kept looking at the screen and then looking back at me with his lip out, as if to say, “Mommy, do I have to look at that scary guy?” That same day, he sat at rapt attention and watched an entire episode of Pee Wee’s Playhouse without getting bored.

Maybe I’m being silly, and it’s just a coincidence. And if he would sit on his own without one of us right on top of him, it wouldn’t be as much of an issue. What do all you people out there with kids already do? Do you just stop watching TV you like? The Sarah Connor Chronicles just started, and I would really miss CSI. Is this just a part of growing into parenthood?

I think American Idol is safe. We’ll see what he does when people sing badly – maybe he’ll be some kind of baby singing barometer.

Disclaimer: Yes, we do other things with Jordan besides watch TV, but with a baby in snowy January in a new city…we promise to get out more once we can meet more people and learn to drive in the snow again.


New Feature: Laughing

For those of you who haven’t been following, Cheryl and I have been using “The Baby Owner’s Manual” to diagnose and care for our new baby.

I would like to announce that our unit has a new feature–laughter.

Now for weeks this baby has demostrated that it is excellent (and getting better) at crying. However, one morning just before getting our unit dressed and ready for the day, I turned on the looney toons mobile that his Uncle Alan–seen below eating a different baby–got for Jordan’s cradle.

Alan Eating Aleah

He was looking at it and just started laughing. So I just hung out feeling exhilarated about watching this little person “come online” one aspect at a time and that I would be around to watch and even help. He’s still best at crying though.

So without further ado…Jordan, laughing.


Thanksgiving ’07: Bigger, Louder and 200% More Babies!

Well, we’ve arrived at the end of another turkey day and things couldn’t have been greater. Except there was no Turkey Bowl this year at the Rothstein’s.

Oh wait, maybe that’s what made it better.


Not everything is cute anymore…including Burger King commercials

Today is the first day I can say Jordan did something that was uncute, the complete opposite of cute. The three of us were having a Kodak moment, lying together on the couch watching Star Trek Voyager. When we went to get up, we realized that something yellow and wet had escaped one of us and attacked the sofa. At that moment, I realized Jordan had finally done something I could in no way find cute. Sure, the couch was washable (though he had chosen MY spot to hydrate), but this was officially yucky.

It was made yuckier by occurring during yet another commercial I hate. That commercial, as Allen knows, is the newest Burger King commercial. This is the one where our children learn that moms who are bad at making sandwiches want to kill people who are good at it. We also learn that Burger King sandwiches are especially worth killing over because they’ve discovered the impossible-to-duplicate act of buttering the bread. Mom #2 in the commercial is especially incensed by this tremendous culinary breakthrough. It’s a good thing I never saw this commercial as a child, or I would have had to live in fear that my PB&J on toasted bread might have led my mother to hire someone to take me out before my siblings caught wind of it. Oh Burger King, why do you stray from what we love about you? Commercials that clog our arteries through the television by showing us beautiful images of Whoppers, Whopper Juniors and Double Whoppers with Cheese.

I Hate the Associated Tax Relief commercial

There’s not much to this post, except to say how much I hate the Associated Tax Relief commercial. I don’t know why, but this commercial is ridiculously louder than any other commercial on television. TV has gotten me through the first weeks of motherhood, and I cannot tolerate hearing this thing again. It even wakes Q up it’s so loud.

Other week ending thoughts:

Why is it that you can have a burp cloth over your shoulder, yet the baby will still manage to throw up on your shirt? It’s like they have an advanced targeting system or something.

Why is it the best tasting beverages are all bad for you? Beer? Bad. Coffee? Bad. Dr. Pepper? Bad, especially when your brother makes it.

Why do cats only want to sit in your lap when you have something else to do or something else already in your lap? Charlie has recently taken to trying to sit on top of Jordan in my lap on the couch.

Finally, Alan, this is what Jordan was doing when we were on the phone the other night:

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UPDATE: Last question: why would two girls they’re calling the Bratz Bandits rob our Publix? That’s not very nice and kind of disconcerting.

UPDATE 2 (from Allen): Cheryl forgot to mention that we also have the “Barbie Bandits” and the “Blue Jean Bandits.” It seems Atlanta is full of very colorfully named bandits.

Could we need sleep?

I think it’s possible we might need a little sleep. First, it was Allen telling me he’d be downstairs in a minute, after he put his “pantsies” on. Then, I tried to cut my fingernails with the pacifier that was sitting next to my clippers. Would you guess it didn’t cut all that well?

Punctuate that with us learning why adults don’t have snaps on their clothes (not so easy to do at 4am, trust me) and not being able to remember the last day we left the house, and we’ve got plenty of things to laugh at ourselves about. We laugh at Jordan too, especially because he has this awesome sneeze series where he sneezes twice and then does an almost-sneeze that comes out like the cross between a sigh and a yell. We’ve been trying to get it on tape, but we’re always grossly unprepared.

At least Jordan looked cute today in the outfit from his Grandma Eileen. And he went all afternoon only puking once on it. Note there are size 1 diapers under this outfit – we graduated from size N last week.

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The Secret Life of Baby Hands

I don’t know if anyone else has noticed, but it seems like babies hands have a different agenda than the baby.

We’ve been watching Jordan and he is not getting along with his hands at all–and they aren’t getting along with him either.

Each time I put something that Jordan really wants in his mouth in front of him, he acts exactly as expected. He opens his mouth and gets excited. Yet whenever the object in question begins heading for his mouth, his hands completely block the path of least resistance. Sometimes they go directly in the mouth filling it up and making it impossible for anything else to get in there at all. Its even more surprising that the hands will even push things away that he actually wants.

When he’s falling asleep they will frequently attack, startling him into tears. They scratch him and even poke him in the eye on occasion!


MVPs of the first three weeks

After three weeks of baby life, there are a few products that I would put on our list of MVPs – Most Valuable Products. They include:

  • My Brest Friend – worst name ever, awesome product for feeding. Way better than the Boppy because it clicks into place all the way around you, so you can actually stand up with it on and the baby on it, kind of like a shelf.
  • Cloth diapers – for all the wiping of spit and whatnot, these things are everywhere in our house and super useful. Thanks, Melanie and Leslie, for the ones you gave us!
  • Dr. Brown’s bottles – we tried Avent, First Years and Second Nature, but Jordan has much less gas on the Dr. Brown’s than any of the others.
  • Bottle drying rack – Whew! We were trying to keep our bottles in our regular drying rack, but spending less than $10 at Target for one of these has made our lives better as we seem to be cleaning bottles every hour. (more…)

Pre-Q Jitters

It’s almost impossible not to be a little nervous about becoming Q’s mom, especially once living in my body isn’t enough to give Q food and shelter anymore. If it’s true that what you eat and drink when pregnant become the favorite foods of your children, Q will be a huge fan of hot dogs, ice cream and decaf mocha frappuccinos.