Mama Never Told Me There'd Be Days Like These» Milestones

My son, the future doctor.

Mamaoftwo — Tue, 27 May 2008 02:46:12 +0000

I am overflowing with mommy pride right now cause my 3 yo son just told me he wants to be a doctor who helps people when they are sad when he grows up he’s so sweet.

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New Video

PolarBear — Thu, 03 Jan 2008 01:31:14 +0000

I am sure most everyone has seen it but the boy went skating for the first time, and we have video of the whole family skating.

It’s embedded via YouTube so the quality is no great shakes, but here it is:

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Today Our Baby Boy Is A Kid

PolarBear — Thu, 19 Apr 2007 18:45:00 +0000

We’ve gone through some huge changes in the day. Or specifically, last night.

The boy has learned some new skills. He is developing a huge vocabulary and is able to say many words clearly. So, his ability to communicate has increased by leaps and bounds. That’s not the big thing that came to a head last night, though.

In the last 10 days he has shown huge growth in 2 areas:

He has figured out how to open doors. It wasn’t consistent at first, but now he is able to open any door he wants to any time he wants to.
He figured out how to get out of his crib.

This came to a peak last night. When he decided he didn’t want to go to bed, he figured out that he could just get up, get out of his crib, open his door and leave his room.

It is a huge milestone, because since he can now:

talk
get anywhere he wants in the house
control whether he stays in bed

He is officially a kid, no longer a baby. You can’t put him anyplace and expect him to stay there any more. He has always been an escape artist when it came to high chairs, booster seats, strollers and so on, but now the last place he could be put is ineffective. No more making him take a nap. The only place we can keep him in place is in his car seat in the car. I sure hope that he doesn’t start unbuckling himself anytime soon.

We need to take his crib apart and set up his toddler bed, and we are going to be on the lookout for bunk-beds for his room. Last night, the only way to keep him in a space was to let him go where he wanted to go: to sleep with his big sister in her room. Although they stayed up pretty late, he didn’t come out any more. Mama thinks he’ll be sleeping there tonight, too.

We’ll see.

I for one am sad that we don’t have any more babies. They grow up so fast.

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Last Nursing

Mamaoftwo — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 07:37:00 +0000

Well….Bupba is weaned… not by his choice, but by mine. He is doing pretty good with it, he only has asked a couple of times and I have just offered hugs and kisses and cups of milk or juice. I decided with my doctor to wean him so I can start a new medication to help with my ADHD. Over 2 years of scatterbrained days is quite enough for ALL of our sanity’s sake.

We had our final nursing session the other day on the couch. It was nice, a peaceful moment between us as every one else was still sleeping. I grabbed the camera and took some photos of us with our last nursing to have them to remember our wonderful 20 months of breastfeeding.

Just wanted to share it here. I’m still feeling sad that we ended it now, but I’m feeling satisfied with our 20 month run, and that we both ended it on a positive note. He is such a sweet child.

This is my favorite picture of the photos I took.

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A Home Waterbirth In Pictures

PolarBear — Fri, 04 Feb 2005 21:05:00 +0000

Here is a short picture summary of the birth of our new son on February 2nd, 2005. No freaking out allowed, if you do you’ll be sent to the principal’s office. All pictures will pop large versions in new windows. Before I go any further, I want to be sure to thank our neighbour, Sonya, who was amazing through the whole process – she took care of our daughter while her Mommy and Daddy were very busy, and it would not have been the same (if not impossible) without her. Mom went into early labour on Monday evening, dilating to 5 cm almost right away and then stayed there with baby slightly asynclitic and resting around the pubic symphysis. Active labour picked up on Wednesday afternoon. The water broke at 3:45 pm Eastern, and that’s about where we begin…

	Mom makes her best pushy face… baby is moving down but much slower than her first baby who was born 3 weeks sooner, so she is working hard. It is 4:26 pm.
A brief moment of rest as the last contraction ends, but more are coming – one almost on top of the other. Mom says, “I am never doing this again!” She is certain she makes sure that everyone present knows it, as well as the neighbours and anyone who may have been passing by in a vehicle on the highway 2 kilometres away. Big sister watches, wishing she could jump in the pool while the midwife twiddles her thumbs patiently.
	Our daughter decides she wants to be a 4-year-old Lamaze Coach. “Its OK, Mommy, you can do it,” she says as she massages her Mommy’s arm since Daddy is a bit busy providing perineal support and trying to make sure baby’s head is still moving down. It is 4:31 pm.
The baby is out! And IT’S A BOY! It is now 4:38 pm. Big sister takes her first look at a new baby brother while the midwife reaches in to check his APGAR score (1 minute was 8, 5 minutes was 9, for those who may have been curious).
	At 4:44 pm, Mom looks down and she and Daddy officially name their son. They’ve had names picked out for a long, long time and waited for this moment to find out which one they would use – the boy one or the girl one. No one wants to look in the pool any more.
Big sister gets in close and observes how he has such a cute, tiny nose. Little brother is only 16 minutes old right now, but everyone is in love with him. Mom has already forgotten how much work she just did, at least for the moment.
	We wait for the cord to stop pulsing, making sure baby gets everything he needs from Mom before sending him into the world to survive on his own. After 20 minutes, at around 4:59 pm, it stops pulsing, so with big sister checking his work closely, Daddy clamps it with a plastic cord clamp and a haemostat…
	…then big sister has her biggest moment: she cuts the cord to separate baby from Mommy. This is no token cut like often done in hospitals, this is the real thing, the first cut, and she does a great job! She has been waiting to do this for the last 2 days. It is now 5:00 pm.
Then, she finally gets to admire her work at 5:34 pm – baby is 56 minutes old and she can finally hold him now that he is all checked over and not attached to Mom any more. Ever had a 4-year-old beg for a toy in the store? Well, imagine that only with wanting to hold a baby.
	At about 1 hour 45 minutes old, baby boy rests on Mommy’s chest. He was supposed to nurse to stimulate oxytocin and make the placenta come faster. He opts for a nap instead, so Mommy has to do it on her own – and she does, about 15 minutes later at 6:38pm.

So, we find out he weighs 4000 grams or 8 lbs 13 oz, and he is 51 cm or 20 inches long. Done with the day’s work, everyone tries to rest a little. Mommy gets hungry at 10:45 pm, though and only 6 hours after delivering a baby, she drives off to get everyone McDonald’s with the neighbour and daughter in tow. Daddy and new baby pass out on couch, because only Mommy is a real superhero.

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