Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Yesterday morning Mike was running late for work. I'm always nagging him to get up earlier and leave sooner so he can get home before 6:30. Most evenings, because he gets home so late, he walks through the door and right into Will's fussiest time of the day. On top of getting up late, he had to iron his shirt. Mike, who is usually gone by 8:00, was still half-dressed in our living room at 8:12.
Yesterday morning Will woke up at 8:00. I grudgingly dragged myself out of bed and, like most mornings, he greeted me with a huge smile - it's one of my favorite things. Editor's note: 8:00 is NOT late, but when you've been up at least twice during the night, it sure FEELS late. After a quick diaper change, I brought him downstairs and plopped him in his walker (Will is never hungry first thing in the morning, as his appetite is adequately satisfied all night long). I flipped on the news and plopped down into the arm chair.
We were a rare sight. Gathering together in our living room with the morning news is something that has only happened - well, never. The stars were aligned.
At exactly 8:12 our son's picture flashed across the TV screen. I couldn't stop laughing. Mike couldn't stop asking questions (Wait-what? How is he on TV? Did you send in his picture?). Will, completely oblivious to the excitement around him, just hung out in his walker.
How is it that on THIS morning we all happened to be together to see Will's adorable TV debut? Never mind that it's just a 45 second clip on a local news show; this will easily go down as one of my favorite memories.
Last Saturday night Mike was watching Valkyrie AKA a movie I had NO interest in watching. I was bored and browsing the internet when I remembered the morning news segment I had seen a handful of times (I rarely get to watch the morning news). What the hey? I decided to create an account and upload Will's latest picture. I had no idea when and if it would be chosen for an actual broadcast. By the next day, I had forgotten all about it.
After it aired, I was dying to tell EVERYONE, but of course, wanted the video clip to accompany this very exciting announcement. I checked their website all day, but only little Elisa (the star of Friday's broadcast) was staring back at me. I got tired of seeing her. I decided to email the station. No response. I decided to call the station. I was told that the web guy had left for the day and to call back tomorrow. I woke up this morning and checked - still Elisa. I called the station again and got the web guy on the phone. He said it 'fell through the cracks' and he'd put it up. Five minutes (an email and 2 phone calls) later, it was there. So I'm slightly nutso.... Deal with it!
We're trying our best to keep Will grounded. Obviously he's adorable and it's fine for him to know that he is, but we can't let it go to his head or anything. No diva attitudes allowed. He's still required to take naps whether he likes it or not.
Here's the link to my little TV star's big debut:
Friday, March 26, 2010
Grandma (Will's, not mine) took the day off work and came for a visit. We brought Will to the mall to have some pictures taken. He looked adorable - he even smiled! We went out for lunch and bought Will a couple things from Macy's. Because, of course, he NEEDS more clothes. We had such a fun outing!
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
Will has learned something else. Unless I am giving my almost-6 month old too much credit here, I do believe he now realizes that rocking in the chair with a bottle, inevitably means he'll be going to bed. And soon. On Saturday we had our two friends come to visit, Maura and two-year-old Teressa. Towards the end of their visit Will was ready for a nap. When I brought him upstairs to begin the soothing process, he FREAKED a possessed baby freak-out. He was literally screaming; something I've only seen him do once before when he did not want to go in his carseat. He wouldn't stop and he wouldn't eat. I became so convinced that something was seriously wrong, I placed him in his crib to call the doctor. For all those beginning to wonder, Mike was not being neglectful - he was replacing our front door trim. I reached the after-hours nurse and explained this 'odd' behavior. She asked, Where is he now? I don't hear him. I explained that after placing him in his crib to call, he promptly fell asleep. I know, I know. Bear with me, though. In my defense, I've never really been THAT parent before. I heard her stifle a laugh and she began to tell me about the time she brought her daughter to the doctor after the first time she threw up. She said the doctor wrote "over-reactive mother" on the charge. She didn't need to say anything else after that. I got the point. Will continued his screaming fits before his other nap and bedtime. The stress of it all made me physically ill (of which, I'll spare you the details). Perhaps Will doesn't get his dramatics from his father after all.
On Sunday, Will was no better. In fact, his naps were so short, that he required 4 just to make it through the day. That's 4 screaming fits + 1 at bedtime. I've had to resort to 'tricking' him. See, Will, you're eating in Mommy's bed instead of the rocking chair. Guess you're not going to bed after all... Just kidding! I've worried over this all weekend. I thought it might be tummy pain (maybe he's backed up...?). I gave him some juice and he had a nice poop. Didn't help. I thought it might be teething pain. I rubbed some gel on his gums. Didn't help. It's pretty easy, at this point, to definitively say he's fighting me on going to sleep. He's playful and happy. He's eating well (he especially enjoyed his pears). He begins to scream as I lower myself into the rocking chair. He doesn't want to sleep.
Will and Ellie were relaxing on a pillow together this morning and, for the first time ever, he actually reached over and started to pet her. It was so cute, I reached for my always-close-by camera. I started to snap the picture and....
Incase you can't tell, Ellie is mid-freak-out because Will decided to pull her hair (the poor thing has no idea that this is just the beginning). Yes, I know Will is a baby and not fully aware of his actions here, but when you see the look on his face.... Isn't it so easy to imagine that he knows exactly what he's doing??? Goes hand in hand with all the trouble he's been causing around here lately. Are we in for it or what??!?
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Yes, you certainly are, Will.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Since I have nothing much to write, I thought I'd create some lists -
- standing (while supported, of course)
- playing in the jumperoo
- his dad
- his reflection
- being tickled
- sitting in his highchair
- listening to Scout sing
- being undressed
- having his diaper changed
- his crib
- snuggling with soft blankets
- getting rocked before naps/bedtime
Will's showing more interest in:
- watching Ellie and Chewie play
- 'drinking' from my glass
- watching Sprout (but only if he's on our bed, propped with a pillow on his tummy)
- watching babies laugh on You Tube
- going for walks in his stroller
- car rides!
- smiling/laughing after he farts
- holding his own bottle
- sleeping through the night
Will's losing interest in:
- his infant swing
- taking baths in his baby tub
- playing while laying on his back
- rolling over
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
9:45 pm - Will wakes up. He eats 3 oz. and goes back to sleep.
12:30 am - Will wakes up. He eats 5 oz. and goes back to sleep.
2:00 am - Will wakes up. Mommy ignores him while he alternately screeches and fusses for 22 minutes.
5:30 am - Will wakes up. He eats 4 oz. and goes back to sleep.
8:15 am - Will wakes up, ready to start the day.
The nighttime hours of March 9th-10th - Will apparently thinks he's a newborn again.
G'night, all. I'm taking a nap.
Monday, March 8, 2010
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Will decided to wake up twice last night - 3:30 and 6. He wasn't necessarily hungry; just wanting to slow dance. I guess. He's been a champion napper for the last couple of weeks, taking two 2.5 hour naps a day. Normally I put him down within an hour and a half of waking, which is when I can shower/clean house/internet browse/watch trash TV (probaby should throw a workout into the mix). Today, however, Will decided a nap was not part of the plan (HIS plan), and he was still chitter-chattering away 45 minutes later. Maybe I should've left him...? Not sure. I couldn't resist, though, so I brought him downstairs for some cuddles on the couch. Look at how happy he was...
Monday, March 1, 2010
After not leaving the house for nearly a week, I decided Will and I were in need of an outing. Lately, Will has been feeling really heavy in his sling, so after doing some research on carriers, I decided I'd try to make one. Off to Wal-Mart we went to examine fabrics and pick up some essentials. I was looking for jersey knit, which they didn't have, so we made a stop at an actual fabric store on the way home. Will insisted on being awake the entire time, and was rather well-behaved with minor freak-outs in the fabric section and at the register. I knew taking him out during naptime was risky (to say the least), but I can't always be a slave to my baby's schedule. Wouldn't want to be that mom! When we returned home, Will sat nicely (unstrapped) in his carseat and watched me cut and piece together our new contraption. From here on out, it will be referred to as our Foby (Fake+Moby=Foby). Will was, at this point, ready for a nap, but he kindly posed for some pictures in our new creation. Here they are: