Some how my weekly baby posts went from weekly, to bi-weekly, to bi-monthly… These things happen when you have the cutest babies in the world.
The past two months have flown by at the speed of light. I am seriously amazed that this little guy is already three months old! I’m not sure how or when he went from being a new born to being a baby, nor am I sure when I went from being a total mess to being somewhat of a competent Mommy of two.
Orion is the happiest baby in the world. He smiles and laughs more than any baby I’ve ever met. When we go out and about, people are constantly telling me how they’ve never seen a baby that young and that engaged in the world. He is quite charming and he loves the ladies. You should see him turn on the flirt when a lady talks to him. A girl, familiar or new to him, can make eye contact with him and he’s all, “How you doin’?”
This kid hardly ever cries. Even when he’s “crying” it’s only to communicate. He’s not one to cry for sport. As long as he’s fed, has a dry butt and isn’t board you won’t hear a single protest from him. When he does protest, he has the cutest pouty lip you have ever seen. It’s to die for. Model agencies wish their babies had this pout.
The breastfeeding has drastically improved. He loves it. Looooves it. If I allowed him to, he would nurse 24/7. Now our challenge is that I don’t have quite enough milk to keep him satisfied so we’ve had to supplement him most days. He’s quite the little piggy. If I could sit around and nurse all day, supplementing probably wouldn’t be necessary. I really wanted to breastfeed exclusively until Orion was six months and continue nursing until he was one. I admire those of you who can accomplish that, and it still may be possible for Orion to get some breast milk for several more months, but I’m not sure that my original goal of nursing for a year is a realistic plan for us. Since our lives are so busy, and I have another little one to take care of, I have to accept my lacking milk supply and be grateful for what I can nurse and pump.
I fear (in a good way) that we are going to have an early crawler on our hands. When Orion spends time on his tummy he pushes up on to his hands for short periods of time so that he can look around. He also propels himself forward by digging his toes into the floor and stretching his legs. When held in a sitting position, he looks around and holds himself upright for extended periods of time before loosing focus and flopping over. He’s also starting to reach and grip onto things.
Steve has been traveling for most of the past two months, so we spend time on Skype. When Orion hears Steve’s voice, he perks up and starts looking for him. It’s really sweet. Orion loves his big sister. They play together more than I thought they would at this point. If it’s been more than an hour since Moanna has seen Orion she MUST see him. When I pick her up from primary with him, she is delighted to see Orion. I don’t think she even cares that I am there.
Orion’s likes and dislikes are developing more and more every day. It has been so fun to get to know him. His current dislikes are having a dirty diaper, being alone for too long and getting board. His current likes are playing with people (especially his big sister), getting changed (aka being naked), being outside, snuggling and eating. He’s very passionate about eating. For him it is much more than a survival thing.
And because people tend to be obsessed with babies’ weights, Orion is a whopping eleven pounds now.…
It’s October first and time for new 30 Day Challenges. This round I’m going to tackle two challenges.
If you are unfamiliar with 30 Day Challenges, check out this post for some inspiration. Go ahead; I’ll be here when you get back. Brilliant idea huh? Wish I’d thought of it myself.
My October Challenges are…
Challenge 1 – For the next 30 days I’m going to get up at the same time every single day. For some of you, especially those of you who don’t even need an alarm clock to wake you up, this is a far cry from a challenge. For those of you who are not the morning type, this challenge seems outlandish. I struggle with waking up in the morning. I’m not mean or grumpy and once I’m up, I’m good to go. Getting my feet to hit the floor is the challenge. That is why I’m going to make getting up at the same time every morning one of my 30 Day Challenges. What time you ask? Gulp, 6:30AM, including weekends. Crazy, right? Some of you have been up for hours at 6:30AM and others won’t even thinking of turning over for several more hours. For me, that time is a carefully calculated time. I wrote out a weekly schedule for myself, and in that process realized that in order for my family (and myself) to have a successful day, I need to get up at 6:30AM. No one else in my family (well, maybe Orion) is awake at that time, and I need that time to get showered and dressed so that when everyone else emerges from their slumber I am ready to help launch them for the day. I’m excited and nervous, but either way I know it’s what needs to happen.
Challenge 2 – For the next 30 days I’m going to write a daily to-do list and a daily ta-da list. My long-term memory is phenomenal. My short-term memory leaves a lot to be desired. If you add in the fact that I’m sleep deprived and have not one but two crazy cute kids distracting me every five minutes it’s amazing that I remember to do anything on the daily or running lists in my head. Making a to-do list will help me focus and create an action plan every day. Waking up and saying to myself, “Ugh… What needs to be done today? I know there is a lot on my agenda, but I can’t remember a single thing I said I was going to conquer today,” is very discouraging and demotivating. Waking up and saying to myself, “Let’s see what’s on my list today,” is empowering and motivating. When you have a to-do list, you don’t have to spend energy and waste time trying to remember what you need to do. In addition to the to-do list, I will be making ta-da lists. I think ta-da lists are equally as important, if not more important than, to-do lists. You can read about my love for ta-da lists here. It’s important to acknowledge and celebrate everything we accomplish in a day. My hope in writing these daily lists is that it will help me stay driven and focused.
My challenges this month don’t seem earth shaking on the surface, but they are challenges that will help my productivity and the success of my family. My hope is that these challenges will create long lasting habits.
I finally completed two out of three of my 30 Day Challenges! AND it only took me 72 days to do it! You see this baby of mine decided to show up three weeks early right smack dab in the middle of my challenges and it put a slight delay on things.
Orion made his debut on Day 16, so my challenges were split right in half. For the first 15 days I did awesome. I completed every challenge, every day with one exception. I was deathly ill the day before I went into labor, and didn’t make it to the office. After Orion was born, I took a six weeks “maternity leave.” After that six weeks, I restarted my challenges. I was able to complete my office challenge and my self spoiling challenge. Unfortunately I wasn’t able to complete the reading and commenting on ten new blogs a day challenge. I did it for a couple of days after the restart, but life with a new born is ca-razy and some days I didn’t even open my computer. Since I wasn’t able to complete that challenge, I am committed to finishing that challenge during the month of October. I have 13 days left of that challenge.
I won’t put you through the snooze fest of recapping the office challenge, but I will put you through a recap of my self spoiling challenge. That challenge scared me the most because I have never been very good at spoiling myself. I’ve gone through periods of being a good self spoiler and times of forgetting to take care of myself, much less spoil myself. I am proud of myself for being able to do something nice for myself for 30 days. Some days I did a much better job than others, but regardless I made a point to do something for myself each day.
1 – Read a magazine
2 – Showered alone (Moanna usually invades my showers)
3 – Went to bed early
4 – Took a shower alone and had Steve help me lotion my legs since my pregnant self was too fat to reach
5 – Watched Black Swan and ate ice cream (AMAZING movie!)
6 – Had a lazy day and didn’t cook (lame)
7 – Showered alone and went to Relief Society
8 – Went to Yin Yoga and read Ensign while waiting for class to start
9 – Napped and went to bed early
10 – Bought a few maternity clothes (that were returned because I went into labor before I had the chance to wear them)
11 – Watched Due Date (terrible movie), napped and went to bed early
12 – Laid down early and stayed up late talking to hubs on the phone
13 – Started reading a new book
14 – Read a little and showered alone until Moanna invaded the bathroom
15 – Showered, shaved my legs and clipped my toenails AFTER my water broke
16 – Got dressed to shoes as soon as I woke up
17 – Bought a shirt
18 – Got eyebrows waxed
19 – Wore heels
20 – Drove alone in the car (for me that’s a big deal because I’m never alone in the car)
21 – Napped
22 – Showered alone
23 – Went to lunch with friends and hung out at a friend’s house
24 – Watched TV alone after the kids went to sleep
25 – Researched and contacted potential women’s groups to join
26 – Called a friend
27 – Went to bed early (boo mastitis)
28 – Napped (boo mastitis)
29 – Had a friend come over to hang out
30 – Spent an hour and a half getting ready and went to a Junior League social
This challenge reminded me of the importance of taking care of and loving myself. I have been reminded that I am worth spoiling and that taking time to do nice things for myself gives me the energy I need to accomplish the many things on my daily to-do lists.
Now it’s time to start thinking about the next 30 days……
Yesterday was productive. A Ta-Da List is in order. Sadly, I don’t remember everything I did. This is why it’s important to write your list as you go.
Read half a book
Cleaned microwave and stovetop
Did a load of laundry
Wrote this post
Nursed more times than I can count on both hands
Pumped 1 ounce of milk
Touched up two bathrooms
Helped Moanna clean her room
Researched a few things online
Worked on blog stuff
… What am I forgetting?…
The love between these two is too much to take.
Moanna loves Orion. Like, love, love, loves him.
Orion loves Moanna. Like, love, love, loves her.
Of course they express this love in different ways.Moanna expresses her love by smothering him with affection and cooing over him nonstop. Since Orion can’t smother and coo (well, he can but his vocab isn’t as extensive as Moanna’s), he expresses his love for Moanna by perking up when he sees her or hears her voice and trying to eat her face when she’s smothering him with love and coos.
In other news, we have the cutest flipping kids in the entire flipping world! I dare you to disagree.
And in case you were wondering, this is what we call sibling skin-to-skin. Moanna saw how Steve and I did skin-to-skin snuggling with Orion, and she wanted to do it too so that, and I quote “It’s important for Orion and I to bond.”
Ladies and gents, Mr. Orion has a middle name. Finally!
I’d like you to meet, Orion James Adams.
James is Steve’s middle name and Jai’s (my stepdad’s) first name. We had a handful of middle names we were playing with for awhile. They all were good names with meaning and family ties. However, James spoke to us and sounded the best in between Orion and Adams.…
Since I’m still getting back into the swing of things, and it’s fun to look back in time, I thought I would do a repost from a year ago today…
The post below was originally published a year ago. If you’re interested in reading it in it’s original glory, you can read it here, but it’s the exact same as what’s below.
Why do children insist on doing this? I’ve never seen a child play with a public fountain or a backyard sprinkler without doing this. Why?
Why is it that one of my favorite pictures taken of Moanna this summer is washed out, grainy and not in fantastic focus? Look at her running away from the water screaming bloody joy. Why?
My six weeks is up. It’s time to start working again. No, I don’t work outside of the house. So, no, I don’t exactly have a “job” to get back to. On the other hand, I wasn’t fully “off” from my stay at home work either. Regardless, my six weeks is up and it’s time to get back at it.
Yesterday we had our six weeks postpartum visit with our beloved midwife Rachel. It was bitter sweet. We’re really going to miss her. Other than being scolded for not eating properly and remembering to take all of my vitamins (what’s new?), she gave Orion and I a thumbs-up.
Today, I woke up and got to work. I put on clothes and my tennis shoes (those are key) and started taking care of business. It has been a productive day. I wasn’t super woman productive, but considering the fact that I have a Mo and O to love, I think I did quite well for my first day “back at work.”
I did some laundry.
I cleaned the kitchen.
I took care of a trash can situation (don’t ask).
I sent a large printing job to the printers.
I did some calculations for Steve.
I order some reading books for Moanna.
I made (ahem reheated) lunch.
I resumed my 30 Day Challenges (It’s Day 16).
I wrote this post.
I did some other stuff that my sleep deprived brain can’t remember…
Tomorrow is Errands Day! The kiddos and I have done a few errands here and there, but tomorrow is our first full-blown-making-a-dozen-stops errands day. It might be comical, but we’re going to rock it.
Speaking of 30 Day Challenges…
Steve finished his 30 Day Challenge today! For the past 30 days Steve has gone to the gym. And I don’t mean, he went to the gym and looked at it and did a few sit ups. He went to the gym and kicked serious booty (his booty to be exact) every day. There were days that he had to seriously fight to get to the gym. We’re talking he had to get up crazy early, fight zombies, take down the Great Wall, and build a horse and buggy out of tooth picks to get to the gym. He was committed. He was determined. He was excited. He did it!…
Sorry for the combo post, but the past two weeks have been all about the boobs. All about the boobs. Orion and I spend at least a third of the day nursing, and sometimes more. It’s a full time job, and some days we go into overtime with no extra pay.
First let me say how unbelievably grateful I am that for the past two weeks I have been able to breastfeed full time. No pumping. No finger feeding. Just breastfeeding. I did it! We did it! With the support of Steve, Moanna, family and friends, Orion and I were able to push through the many challenges we faced in the first three weeks so that we could make breastfeeding work. GOOALLLLL! So proud.
Now, can I just say that I feel like one of those 24 hour buffets in Vegas and Orion lost all of his money at the poker table so now he’s trying to earn it back by eating nonstop. All day and all night the kid is at the buffet. I don’t even bother trying to keep up with how many times a day he nurses. It’s close to a million times a day. And each nursing session takes no less than half an hour, and more often than not, it’s an hour or more. At night, he sleeps attached to me. Some nights the only time I have to wake up is when we need to switch sides. Other nights, it feels like I’m awake every half hour because he’s grunting and having a temper fit while eating. Why? I have no clue. If you know, please shed some light because I’m getting less sleep than I did the first few weeks of his life.
It has become more of a challenge to get things done now that we are nursing. Not only does Orion take an eternity to eat, but he freaks out if I lay him down. When he was finger feeding, I could somewhat easily transfer him to the couch or what not so that I could get up and play with Moanna or clean something or eat something or shower or rest. I haven’t napped since we started nursing because if I can get him to sleep without touching me I jump up (sorta) to accomplish something before he realizes I’m gone. I’m trying to learn how to do things in the Moby or one handed, but I’m not too skilled in that department yet. I’ve started letting him cry (it’s so sad) for a bit while I rush to get something done. Today I finally found a position I can nurse in and still have both hands free to type. I’m wearing quite thin. I’m under fed, under rested and my back, neck, shoulders and arms are killing me because of being stuck in breastfeeding positions all day and not being able to sleep by myself at night. I totally get why people hire help (house keepers, nannies, nurses, high school and college kids to do odd things around the house) after their babies are born. I used to judge people a little bit for having hired help when they stayed at home. Why can’t you take care of your family when you don’t even have to go to work every day? Now, I’m like sign me up! Where can I get me one of those? Someone to cook, clean the kitchen, do laundry, run my errands and hold my baby for a few hours so I can sleep, shower and do something productive and I’d be in business.
In other news…the kids and I have survived three trips to the grocery store and a trip to the post office (my least favorite errand ever). We have had two family days and a few other outings. I have picked up Moanna a few times in the past week, and oh my goodness she feels like a ton of bricks after holding Orion day in and day out. Moanna and I have also been able to cook together a couple of times and play together a bit. Orion is growing; we can see him changing every day. He copies us when we stick out our tongues, and he spends time every day working his arms and legs.
Oh, and my favorite… Orion, Moanna and I took a shower-bath together and he LOVED it. Since his first bath the day after he was born, I’ve been giving him sponge baths because I feared him freaking out. Well the other day, Moanna and I were taking a shower while Orion was hanging out on a blanket on the bathroom floor. He got angry out there by himself, so I stipped him down and brought him in with us. He was instantly happy. I stood under the shower with him for a while and then we sat down in the bath and I made a little lounge chair for him out of my legs in the water. Moanna and I washed him off and played with him for a bit. It was a lot of fun. When we were done, I wrapped him up in a towel and held him against me for a long time. He was totally silent and still. Then I laid him down wrapped up in the towel and he fell asleep for awhile. His love for the warm water and sunshine proves that he is one of us. I can’t wait to see how he feels about sand!
I can’t believe this kid is a month old!…
My big sister did this to me…
At least I’m still too little for her to dress up like a doll……