When my sister-in-law was pregnant and about to have my sweet Miss E, I emailed her a list of things that I thought were important to have on hand. I've gone back and searched for this email more than once over the past 2 years and I want to post it for future reference. Please disregard the raw humor/language. Sometimes you gotta get your point across. You know? Here goes:
The book was Secrets of the Baby Whisperer. Seriously, it saved me. I read it before, and then used it all during the first 6 months for both kids. Sorry I haven't mentioned it before.
Here are some things for your drawer:
qtips
vaseline or aquaphor. Good for flaky skin that will come when she's about 2 weeks old
alcohol swabs (belly button)
wipes
diapers
butt stuff
baby lotion
powder
passies - mams, nuks, silicone and latex
hand sanitizer - You will have to use this so much so get something that smells good like sweet pea from bath & body. Sweet pea is a sweet baby smell
fingernail clippers - I never used these on them until they were older. I just bit them off myself. That is ALOT easier than trimming.
thermometer - Get a good butt one and then switch to an ear when her ears grow a bit
medicine dropper
mylicon
gripe water - Have to go to baby boutique for this - helps w/ gas and I would go back and forth between this and mylicon
nose bulb sucker
mittens if you'll use them for fingernails
For you afterwards: lasinoh for nipps. Also, cooling gel pads for breasts (put them in frig for an extra chill - LIFE SAVER). Nursing pads. Epson salt to soak your hoo-haa. Ask your mom or somebody else if there are any other tricks to chilling a flaming hoo haa. I didn't have a flaming hoo-haa cause I had a c but I've heard the flaming hoo-haa isn't fun.
Also: just in! Heard about these nursing strips you can get that tell you if your milk is too toxic for baby after you've been drinking. I think these are it. Wish I had these back then... Milk Screen:
http://www.upspringbaby.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=1&products_id=2
For some reason, the absolute best thing in the world to me when I was nursing was Cran-Grape and Frosted Shredded Wheat straight out the box. Mom said it was hers too. Weird I know but trust me. Nursing makes you sooooooooooooo thirsty. Be sure to always have water nearby when you do it cause you will want it. Make sure you have plenty of tupperware and stuff to be able to save food. I didn't and missed the boat on left-overs. You will not want to cook!
Alright I'll shut up. Hope this helps. I'll let you know if I think of anything else. Love you
Flaming hoo-haa mystery solved.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Monday, January 31, 2011
The Memories It Holds
I have a shelf. My kitchen shelf. It holds some of my favorite things in the world.
In the span of a day, I look at this shelf no less than 25,000 times. Easily.
I love mason jars and I have lots of them because I think they're cool. Real cool man. And I put only my favorite things in my jars. Like an afternoon at the beach in January with my kids...
And like dirt from my Mama's farm in NC with a picture of me and my Grandpa playing in it.
But then there's this guy who doesn't need a jar. He's alright all alone and he's from a day in Jackson Hole that I'll never, ever forget.
In the span of a day, I look at this shelf no less than 25,000 times. Easily.
I love mason jars and I have lots of them because I think they're cool. Real cool man. And I put only my favorite things in my jars. Like an afternoon at the beach in January with my kids...
And like dirt from my Mama's farm in NC with a picture of me and my Grandpa playing in it.
But then there's this guy who doesn't need a jar. He's alright all alone and he's from a day in Jackson Hole that I'll never, ever forget.
Who knew God made rocks shaped like hearts for you to find on your tenth anniversary. Anyways, I love my little shelf and all the memories it holds.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Hands In Your Pockets
Dr. Aimee has been great to us. She's a pediatrician that makes you feel like she's a wise old grandmother. She knows what you're going to say before you say it. She has the right answer for everything and lays out the future for you as clear as a railroad track. She's spot-on about their next stages. She's encouraging and makes you feel like you're doing a great job. Next to my anesthesiologist, she was my favorite person to see when I had my babies.
However. We're not big fans of her office. It's a little creepy. For some reason, it just gives all of us the willies as soon as we walk in there. The actual rooms are fine but the waiting room can sometimes feel like a cesspool. I don't like going to the doctor because I'm scared we're going to leave sick or become more sick. But we had to go in there today because Lil' has got the "boo boos in her froat".
When we go, the kids know that there is no touching allowed anywhere or on anything. Keep your hands in your pockets. That's the rule. Today, Lil' caught my drift because the kid right next to us puked all over the place. As soon as it happened, all the mommies in the waiting room became completely frozen. If there is a krptonite for a mommy it's somebody else's kid's stomach bug. We all just kind of sat there helpless watching him and his poor mother. But just as quick it happened, we all snapped out of the puke trance and started offering tissues and shirts off the backs of our kids and "Shhhh's" and "Its ok's" and "Oh girl, I've been there's".
So the lesson was learned and now Lil' can't wait to tell Big what she saw today. If you go to the doctor, keep your hands in your pockets!
However. We're not big fans of her office. It's a little creepy. For some reason, it just gives all of us the willies as soon as we walk in there. The actual rooms are fine but the waiting room can sometimes feel like a cesspool. I don't like going to the doctor because I'm scared we're going to leave sick or become more sick. But we had to go in there today because Lil' has got the "boo boos in her froat".
When we go, the kids know that there is no touching allowed anywhere or on anything. Keep your hands in your pockets. That's the rule. Today, Lil' caught my drift because the kid right next to us puked all over the place. As soon as it happened, all the mommies in the waiting room became completely frozen. If there is a krptonite for a mommy it's somebody else's kid's stomach bug. We all just kind of sat there helpless watching him and his poor mother. But just as quick it happened, we all snapped out of the puke trance and started offering tissues and shirts off the backs of our kids and "Shhhh's" and "Its ok's" and "Oh girl, I've been there's".
So the lesson was learned and now Lil' can't wait to tell Big what she saw today. If you go to the doctor, keep your hands in your pockets!
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
The Time of My Life
Big and Lil' got in trouble today. It wasn't pretty. They were fighting again and it all ended with Lil' getting tossed across the playroom. She was crying. He was back-tracking and I had had enough. Ole' faithful got pulled out and they both got up on their tip-toes and started telling me why they didn't need a spanking. Well... it was too late.
He got it first. She got it second. They both were sent to their rooms. Big did what he always does and immediately started saying he was sorry. Lil' just got mad. She got mad and she slammed her door. Then she started yelling to me downstairs. "I'm telling Mama. I'm telling Daddy on you when he gets home from work!"
She's gonna be the death of me. She's gonna send me over the edge. She's gonna break me. She takes me from mad to laughing to back to mad in no time at all. But good Lord, I love that child. I love her guts and I love her attitude. She is a roller coaster ride and I'm having the time of my life.
He got it first. She got it second. They both were sent to their rooms. Big did what he always does and immediately started saying he was sorry. Lil' just got mad. She got mad and she slammed her door. Then she started yelling to me downstairs. "I'm telling Mama. I'm telling Daddy on you when he gets home from work!"
She's gonna be the death of me. She's gonna send me over the edge. She's gonna break me. She takes me from mad to laughing to back to mad in no time at all. But good Lord, I love that child. I love her guts and I love her attitude. She is a roller coaster ride and I'm having the time of my life.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Watering Away
I'm witnessing something really weird /cool going on with Big.
The other night, our team, lost a game on tv. Which is a problem. Because, you see, Big has become quite the fan. When he watches them play, he becomes older. He grows up for 2 halves and turns into a 35 year old man who drinks beer (of course not literally!) and has quite the potty mouth (no way, not on my watch!). You get my drift. So when they lost, it wasn't pretty. And he cried himself to sleep that night.
Anyways, passion is brewing in that one. It's perculating like a hot pot of coffee. A hot pot of passion. That's what it is. Basketball is becoming big for Big. It's in his blood. His Daddy loves it. His Uncles love it. His Great~Uncles. His Great~Grandpa. His Nettie. And cause I'm the Mama, I've got a front row seat in watching the little seed that got planted turn into a little shoot peaking through the dirt. And Daddy, well... he's just watering away.
The other night, our team, lost a game on tv. Which is a problem. Because, you see, Big has become quite the fan. When he watches them play, he becomes older. He grows up for 2 halves and turns into a 35 year old man who drinks beer (of course not literally!) and has quite the potty mouth (no way, not on my watch!). You get my drift. So when they lost, it wasn't pretty. And he cried himself to sleep that night.
Anyways, passion is brewing in that one. It's perculating like a hot pot of coffee. A hot pot of passion. That's what it is. Basketball is becoming big for Big. It's in his blood. His Daddy loves it. His Uncles love it. His Great~Uncles. His Great~Grandpa. His Nettie. And cause I'm the Mama, I've got a front row seat in watching the little seed that got planted turn into a little shoot peaking through the dirt. And Daddy, well... he's just watering away.
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