Going Commando

Sweets is usually a verrrry regular pooper. He wakes up, eats breakfast, and then you may as well hand him a newspaper, because within 10 minutes you are going to be changing a poopy diaper. But a few days ago, he woke up with a dirty diaper and I have no idea how long before he woke that he pooped (i.e. I don't know how long that poop was sitting against his skin). When I changed him I discovered a nasty rash. Since he's not a kid that's prone to diaper rash, the intense redness and bumps alarmed me. For the first day I tried using Lansinoh pure lanolin on the rash, along with plain warm washcloths when I changed him. He cried and cried when I dabbed his little heiny, and my heart broke.

By the second day, it was redder and angrier looking, and with Christmas only 2 days away, I opted to consult my pediatrician's office. They wanted to see him, so off we went to the doctor, where we learned that it was in fact just a very nasty rash. The doctor suggested a few things to help clear it up quickly and prevent discomfort - A & D ointment (we've only ever used Boudreaux's Buttpaste, but he said he prefers the A & D on a bad rash because it doesn't sting going on, and it contains lanolin, which I like as well), oatmeal and baking soda baths, and letting Sweets go diaper-less as much as possible. Done, done, and done!

I'm usually a fan of more natural products, but I was open to trying the A & D, and I was really happy with it. It goes on easily and didn't make Sweets cry. I won't use it on a daily basis, but it's good to have on hand for times like that.

The oatmeal and baking soda bath was easy to make! I just ground 1/3 of a cup oatmeal in my mini food processor and added 2 tablespoons of baking soda.

When I ran Sweets' bath that evening, I dumped it in and swirled it around and it resulted in this rather murky looking, but apparently soothing concoction:

Sweets liked it :)

And the grand finale:

Yep. That's my child going commando in his shirt and a pair of football babylegs. And yes, I cleaned up a fair amount of pee that afternoon. But I'm ok with it. I just wanted his tushie to heal up!

Christmas in Pictures

Christmas this year was as fun as I had imagined it would be...hectic, but fun! Here's a glimpse into our weekend, starting with Christmas Eve with Hubs' family. 

Sweets definitely reaped the benefits of being the first and only grandchild!

He wanted the toys unpackaged as fast as he opened them - we clearly weren't quick enough for him!

The aftermath of present opening.

Cuddling up to his new Thomas pillow. He got so many wonderful gifts!

Tuckered out pooch. 

I almost cried when I saw the wonder in Sweetie Pea's eyes on Christmas morning.

He very quickly got the hang of opening gifts himself.

There were many books...

...some cool apparel...

(courtesy of Uncle K and Auntie L)

...and a bunch of fun toys...

...including his big gift, the Little People Zoo.

He also got this adorable owl bean bag chair!

And let's not forget the pets. Kittymahn got a new catnip scratching post and promptly got stoned.

And Bighead got a new bone and a bed to replace that nasty old one.

Then it was off to Grandma and Grandpa's for Christmas Day festivities...

...where he opened many more gifts...

...his favorite of which was the Fisher Price Laugh and Learn Mower.

One of the only pics I got of him in his spiffy Christmas outfit a la Gymboree.

Sweets wants YOU to have a Happy New Year!

Merry Merry!

Wordless Wednesday: Mommy's Little Helper

Don't worry, all that's in there is Shaklee Get Clean natural, non-toxic, biodegradeable household cleaner. I'd never give him chemicals to play with!

Breakfast Treats

If you've been following me for any length of time, you know that I try to get my kid to eat healthy things all the live long day. But he's in an "I'm-going-to-assert-my-toddler-independence-and-do-the-opposite-of-what-you-want-me-to-do" phase right now, which means many of my attempts are met with lackluster results. I never give in to the point that I offer him marshmallows instead of vegetables (the child has never even had a marshmallow), but there are times when I need him to eat, so I have to offer him something I know he'll go for (i.e. a banana, peanut butter on whole wheat bread, cottage cheese, etc). I recently discovered weelicious.com, which boasts an impressive array of healthy recipes. Some aren't for me - I would never make my own crackers, for instance, but everything I have tried so far has been a winner. I thought I'd share my most recent culinary adventures in the breakfast department: Banana Waffles and Very Berry Muffins.

Breakfast is often Sweets' best meal of the day, so I try to capitalize on that and serve him really nutritious things to start his day right. These two recipes fit the bill perfectly!

First up: Banana Waffles. I made up a batch of these on a Saturday morning when Hubs was out hunting and it was just me and Sweets for breakfast. They were easy, fast and delicious, and the recipe made enough batter than I have a bag of them in the freezer for more quick, healthy breakfasts down the road. I like that there is no added sugar, and they are full of good-for-you fare like whole wheat flour, cinnamon and bananas. I added a sprinkle of wheat germ to ours, and spread them with peanut butter. YUM. We both gobbled them up!

I also tried the Very Berry Muffins and they were like little bites of berry-filled heaven ;) I love muffins because they're so easy to fill with wholesome ingredients, and to grab on a busy weekday morning when we're all running out the door. Obviously my $80 per week grocery budget doesn't allow for tons of fresh berries in the middle of winter, so I used frozen ones instead.

Just as nutritious, and I had a coupon!

These muffins were a huge hit. Loaded with anti-oxident rich berries, whole wheat flour and oats, they tasted delicious and kept us going until lunch time! We ate them up so quickly I didn't have a chance to photograph them, so this is courtesy of weelicious:

And I just wanted to take a moment and put in a plug for one of our other healthy mealtime favorites around here: Chobani Organic Greek Yogurt. Did you know they make a kids' version? They are perfect for a quick lunch or protein-packed snack without a lot of sugar or additives. Since they come in a handy 4-pack, one often appears in mama's lunch as well ;)

Lunch of champions.

This yogurt is Sweetie Pea endorsed.

Motherhood Rocks

I seriously wish I could hit pause on life right now. Sweets is at the best age! He's so funny, so cute, so full of personality, and he learns something new every day, it seems. Right now he is obsessed with belly buttons. He loves to pull his shirt up and inspect his own, and he likes comparing his to ours (not as fun when we're out in public. I have actually said the phrase "no, no, Mommy's belly button is sleeping." Ha!). He has the most random vocabulary that includes "cheese," "star," "juice," "ball," "oh no," and of course "mama" and "da-duh." If I ask him if he loves his mama, he yells "mama!" If we say "are you the cutest boy?" he nods yes very emphatically. I want to hug him all day every day.

There is nothing I don't love about being a mother. That may sound crazy, I know. Did I like being up 3/4 of the night, every night when he wasn't sleeping? No, I didn't like it, but I always love holding my sweet-smelling, sleepy baby, no matter what time it is. Will I like it when he gets that dreaded first tummy bug? Defintely not, but I will love making him feel better in that way only mommies can. Do I enjoy swishing poopy cloth diapers in the toilet? Not particularly, but I love those special conversations we have at diaper changing time. If circumstances allowed, I would have a dozen babies. Things being what they are though, I suspect I'll have to settle for less ;) Even having said that, I have to dismiss all the "so when are you going to have another baby?" questions I get frequently with a wave of my hand. Can't even think about it right now, because things are too easy and too fun!  

Two of his favorite things: a toy with wheels and Elmo!

First trip to the library!

He's such a big boy he can climb up into this chair all by himself!

I seriously cannot stop buying Christmas presents for this little man. Every time I say I'm done, I find something else for him. There's nothing better than buying presents for your baby!

Back in the Game

I noticed something this week. I was walking down the hall at school when I realized I had a spring in my step that hasn't been there for 16 months (well...maybe more like 18 months. It's hard to have a spring in your step in the last two months of pregnancy ;). It could be that I'm consistently getting 7-8 uninterupted hours of sleep most nights. It could be that my struggles with my thyroid disease finally seem to be under control. It most likely has a lot to do with my new school - a breath of fresh air when I was suffocating. And yes, it could have something to do with the fact that I just found $50 that was given to me for Christmas last year and heck yeah I spent it all on myself. At Sephora. And it dawned on me: I'm back in the game. Personally. Professionally. In life in general.

The months following Sweetie Pea's arrival had the unique designation of being both the happiest and the hardest months of my life. Here I had this beautiful little baby, whom I loved so much I couldn't even articulate it, and all my feelings for him would often come out my eyeballs as I sat and nursed him. He makes me happier than I have ever been in my life, ever. But, as you know, he didn't sleep for beans. And a couple of months post-partum my thryoid disorder, which had gone into remission while I was pregnant, came back to haunt me full-force, right about the time that I returned to work to face a very challenging workplace dynamic. Ever since, I've felt like I've been living in this fog of self-preservation.

Wake up. Swipe some concealer under my tired eyes. Get baby and self out the door. Arrive at work. Go through the motions of pretending I'm a well-rested, together person. Meetings. Pumping breaks. General work drama. Pick up baby. Pray baby will be entertained by his exersaucer long enough to make something (anything) for dinner. Fall into bed. Hope to get 2 consecutive hours of sleep. Crap. Thyroid disease is making me an insomniac. OMG, is that the alarm clock already? Must keep it together. Must keep it together. Must keep it together.

I've been a shadow of my former fashionable, put-together, confident self. The one who wore pink crocodile pumps and had time to curl her hair in the morning. I've missed that girl. But this week I caught a glimpse of her again. She's different now - much more likely to wear flats than pumps, her pencil skirts are collecting dust in the closet, and she'd rather shop for her kid than herself - but her confidence comes from the fact that she manages to do it all, and do a reasonably good job of it. Even if she does rock a ponytail 6 out of 7 days a week. But ponytail or not, I'm finally feeling like me again after so many months of sleepless nights and nursing and spit-up and tears (Sweets' and mine). And it must be showing. Upon seeing me in the hallway a couple of days ago, one of my students crowed "dang, Ms. G., you got the strut!"

Why thank you, Fredo. I do, don't I?