An Open Letter to My Daughter’s Teeth (And to My Cat)

Sorry for the mildly R-rated post but I’m having a day.

Letter #1: To my daughter’s teeth:

Look, I know we all have a job to do. I know you’re going to come in handy soon and that you’re roaring to come into the world and be useful. That’s nice. Very considerate of you. I get it.

But let’s be real here for a second.

Teeth, if you were a person, I’d kill you. Straight up. I would throw you down a flight of very steep concrete stairs and beat you with a hammer until you died from blunt force trauma and blood loss.

So here’s the deal. Quit dicking around and just come the fuck out of my daughter’s gum. I have been waiting for you to erupt for 2 fucking weeks. I can see you there, waiting, just being an asshole chilling there while in the meantime she is spending half her days screaming in discomfort. You know who you are. You’re the bottom center tooth on the right and you’re a little shithead. Be a good tooth like your neighbor and just come out already.


At least the swings make her happy.

Letter #2: To my cat:

Whiskey, if you shit one more time on my floor I’m going to lock you on the patio, open the gate, and hope that a coyote eats you.

Phew. It’s a good thing a friend wants to meet for dinner tonight because–just in case you couldn’t tell–I need a drink.


What a Day!

Dang! What a crazy day we had here at the Bean Pod.

I got out early with the Bean because there were afternoon storms in the forecast, so after her morning nap we packed up and headed over to Washington Park. I’ve been trying to explore all the parks we have nearby and so far this one is my favorite! We got to see a gaggle of geese with all of their babies near the water and several different kinds of water fowl in the lake. While we were walking, I stopped to adjust a strap in the stroller and realized Sophie had fallen out! We have to bring Sophie everywhere with us so I immediately panicked because, well frankly, Sophies are kind of expensive and I didn’t want to have to buy another. So I turned around and we backtracked, and luckily we found her sitting in the grass where we had stopped to look at the baby geese. Phew! Crisis averted. We walked back to the playground and I ate my sandwich while the Bean had her bottle, and then we played on the swings. When I was getting the Bean back in her stroller to finish up her bottle I pulled out a container of Marcona almonds, which were a splurge treat I bought yesterday. (Have you ever had them? They are so amazing. And expensive.) Well, somehow or another I ended up knocking over the container of almonds and lost all but 2 on the ground. I was pretty well heartbroken because I had just bought them yesterday and like I said, they were a splurge because they are expensive. Sigh. But I did make some squirrels very happy.

By this point I could see the storm clouds rolling in so I figured we’d get on the road. I wanted to stop at CostCo and buy a new convertible car seat for the baby, so we popped in, grabbed it, and by the time we got back to the car it was thundering and the baby was really ready for a nap so I hurried home as fast as I could. When we pulled into the carport it was raining and just starting to hail, so I left everything in the car and ran inside with the baby.

An aside–several years ago I got caught in a wicked hailstorm in my car. It was so crazy and so scary that I pretty much panic during hailstorms now, especially if I’m in the car. The sound sets me off pretty bad.

Anyway, we got inside and I made up a bottle and got the baby ready for a nap. She fell asleep pretty much right away. I popped into our room to check the weather because it was looking pretty gnarly out. Barely a few minutes later a tornado warning was issued, my phone started blowing up with an NWS warning, and the tornado sirens went off. Really?! I knew more than likely a tornado was not going to drop on top of us, but I was worried about hail and wind because we only have single pane windows. So rather begrudgingly I picked up the baby and herded the cats into the basement.

We sat down there for a while, listening to the sirens go off. The cell passed over us pretty quickly but I waited till the tornado warning expired to come back upstairs. A total of 8 tornadoes touched down between Denver and the plains today. 8! Two of them were in the metro area which is fairly unusual.


Naturally after all the excitement of the afternoon I couldn’t get the Bean to go back down for a nap, so I had to entertain her for a little while until she passed out. We both got a nice nap in and then went for a walk around the complex after dinner. Looks like we are in for a little more rain overnight and another round of severe weather tomorrow. Guess we will have to hit up the park early again tomorrow!


Joining the Ranks of the Unswaddled

….why yes, that is an attempt at a lame Game of Thrones pun. You know, in case you were wondering.

So, we decided that the time had finally come to get the Bean to sleep without her blanket. Since birth she has been one of those babies who really prefers to be wrapped up tight to sleep. Since she has also been a belly sleeper since about 10 weeks or so, I knew it wasn’t safe to put her in her velcro swaddle, so we’ve been wrapping her in an afghan, which I figured was a safe compromise. She could still be on her belly to sleep, was feeling tight and secure, but still had enough wiggle room to remove and arm and roll over, and if she did, there were enough holes in the blanket that it wouldn’t suffocate her. This worked for a long time…until it didn’t.

All things considered I should have started this process a while ago. For the last month or so she has been rolling over and getting out of the blanket numerous times a night, causing her to wake and cry until I came in and wrapped her back up. In the last few weeks she has been putting up more of a fight than normal in getting into her blankie at night, and that, coupled with an uncannily-timed newsletter from The Incredible Infant about the dangers of wrapping once baby can roll over, told me it was time.

She was more ready for it than I was, to tell the truth. I got comfortable in our routine and I knew that pretty much no matter what, that blanket would put her to sleep. So I kept putting it off, because I was worried about the transition. Usually about once a month we attempted to put her to sleep in a wearable blanket instead of a wrapped one, and she would just lie there propped up on her arms looking around and rolling over instead of sleeping. Or her arm movements would wake her. So maybe those early attempts were just too early. But the other night, she started thrashing and screaming when I tried to put her in her blanket before bed, so I thought, all right, tonight’s the night. I fed her her last bottle and laid her in her crib without a blanket. She fussed for a couple of minutes, but after one or two binkie replacements, she went to sleep. She woke once at 1:30, I put her binkie back in, and the next thing I knew it was 6:30. It was the most solid night she had slept in a really long time. Last night, she conked out and didn’t make a peep until 4:30. I had decided that I would start letting her wean herself off the night bottle, at the recommendation of her pediatrician. If she really wants one, she can have it, but if she goes back to sleep on her own, let her go without. So she needed one last night, but after that she went back to sleep until 7:30.

Naps have still been a little wobbly on our new plan, mostly I think because at night she is sufficiently exhausted and pretty much falls asleep right away, whereas during nap time she is tired but not really tired, and it takes a little longer to coax her into falling asleep. But, I’m happy to say she has been soothing herself to sleep for the most part and we haven’t even had to let her cry for much longer than a minute or two. So, not to jinx myself, but I feel like it’s going pretty well.

Speaking of naps, I don’t know why this excited me but yesterday we went to Thorntonfest with my parents, which is a community festival in my hometown with people selling crafts and artisans and local businesses selling stuff, it’s a fun time. (That’s not really the part that excited me, by the way.) I had never taken the Bean to anything like that before and I wasn’t sure how she would take to being out and about for several hours outside with lots of noise, but when she started to fuss a bit we reclined her stroller seat and she passed out for a good 45 minutes while we walked around. (That’s the part that excited me. You can tell my life is really thrilling because I get excited about naps.)

After that she was content to kick back and let us stroll her around like she owned the place. What a kid I have.

6 Month Update

Before the shots…

The Bean finally had her 6-month wellness visit yesterday as we got a new pediatrician at last. She weighed in at 14.9 pounds and was 26 inches long! Grow Bean Grow! She checked out great with the new doctor and although he said he heard a slight heart murmur, he said it is completely benign (a “stills murmur”) and should probably go away on its own in time, but he wanted us to be aware of it in case anything ever comes up. She is hitting all her milestones correctly (she started sitting up a few days ago) even though she is not yet rolling from back to belly. He said her weight gain was good and I should continue with new foods including things like meat and dairy products like yogurt and cheese as she tolerates them. She took all her shots like a champ, only cried for a minute or two, and was all smiles by the time we got home though she did conk out pretty hard afterward. We visit again at 9 months and for her flu shots in the fall.

We celebrated this morning by having yogurt and strawberries for breakfast!

Mother’s Day

How I spent my Mother’s Day…


True to Colorado fashion, the weather turned out to be spectacularly dreary just in time for Mother’s Day. Our friends in Estes got more than a foot of snow, but here it was just a little too warm for much to accumulate, which is probably a good thing because there was a lot of moisture and a few degrees colder and we would have had broken tree limbs. As it is, we need the moisture, so I can’t complain much even if the day was too cold and wet to do anything.

Unfortunately, Cameron had to work most of the day and the baby was a grump, so it wasn’t exactly the magical first Mother’s Day everyone hopes for. I also had to have my mommy privileges revoked after the baby took not one but two tumbles today, one right into the corner of a folded table. Poor thing. I never even got out of my pajamas all day and went back to bed every time the baby napped. Oh well.

Yesterday Cameron and I helped the Bean make this for my mom to thank her for being so supportive and helpful. Without her I am sure I wouldn’t have made it through the last six months. She is the one who really deserves to be celebrated this Mother’s Day.



Mommy’s little CEO

Anyway, in the end, it’s just a day…and tomorrow is another one. Plenty more opportunities for good days.

6 Months

A half a year old!

But…since I forgot to do her 5 month update, here’s that picture too.

What a happy, spirited girl I have. She has really blossomed in the last month or so and she smiles at everything and everyone. You still have to work at her to get a real laugh out of her (I am the same way though) but she is very jovial.

I haven’t taken her to her 6 month appointment yet (we have to find a new pediatrician) so I don’t have exact stats on her, but when I took her to the doctor for a cold about a month ago she was 13 pounds exactly. She’s been putting on about a pound a month consistently up till now but she seems to finally be getting some solid chunk on so she might be more than 14 pounds now. She is actually fitting into 6 month clothes; she was wearing 3 month sizes up to really recently. I can’t really dress her in footie pajamas for very long anymore because her feet grow out of them faster than the rest of it! Her hair is coming in really long and got really dark! Looks like it will be brown after all. Her eyes are still beautiful gray.

She loooooves food! We are still mostly on purees, but she gobbles them up at light speed. Carrots, peaches, pears, sweet potatoes, she loves them! The only thing she hasn’t really been crazy about was prunes, but really, who is. This last week I started giving her puffs and she is still getting used to those. She eats them and I think she likes the flavor, but the texture obviously freaks her out. We’ll work on it. I tried strawberries in the mesh feeder a couple days ago, and she got the hang of it really quickly but the strawberries were obviously way too tart because she freaked out! She even got a bite of my frozen yogurt and she loved it so much she tried to grab the whole cup.

Speaking of eating, she popped her first two teeth a couple of days ago! I was sure that her top two would come in first but she proved me wrong and the bottoms came in. I never even noticed because she wasn’t especially cranky or anything like that, but the other day she was nomming on her Sophie and I happened to look in her mouth and saw two gray things in there, and there they were! She has been wearing an amber teething necklace, so I have no idea if that’s why she hasn’t been showing any additional crankiness over it all, but if so, yay. They haven’t quite come up all the way yet but they are on the way for sure.

Sleep has been okay, but a little bumpier than normal. She was sick about a month ago, and then we moved and she went through a huge growth spurt at the same time, so we went through a hitch where she felt the need to wake every 3 hours at night and put up a fight going back down and then wake for the day at 4:30am. We’re slowly getting out of that now, but man oh man was it nice when she would sleep 6 hours at a time and only wake for a bottle once! (Which she did at my parent’s house last week, I should note. Grumble.) Naps are still pretty normal, once we got out of the moving transition period she went right back to sleeping about 2-2 1/2 hours for each nap.

She still isn’t sitting up on her own and she hasn’t rolled over from her back to her belly yet, and she isn’t very interested in attempting to crawl, but she can stand up! Not independently and she can’t pull herself up, but if I stand her and lean her against something she can support herself. Doing things in the “correct” order would be boring I guess.

My parents bought her a walker a couple weeks ago and it’s like the best thing ever for her. She loves that thing! Especially since it has a tray that I can put her favorite guitar on and make music. She can go pretty much everywhere that we go around the house and be present with us instead of in her play pen which I think she likes much better.

Even though she can’t sit up or roll yet, she still gets around. Those legs of her are strong. She kicks the bars of her crib and the edge of her changing table so hard she gets bruises on her feet! When she lays on her back on the floor she can wiggle herself all over the place and usually when I come into her room after a nap she is completely perpendicular and upside down from the position I originally put her in. Once she figures out how to crawl and walk she is going to be friggen unstoppable.

Her favorites right now are bath time, playing guitar, sitting on the back patio in her new chair, swinging at the playground, and going for walks. She has to bring Sophie with her everywhere we go. She is an observer for sure; she loves watching the other kids at the park and she is happy to sit and watch the geese in the pond in the courtyard. Being in the city opens up so many possibilities for us and she has been out and about with me a lot. We’ve been to IKEA and the aquarium and the book store and I think this weekend we’ll go to the Botanic Gardens. She usually enjoys being in the Ergo, but I think I might have to figure out the back carry soon because it’s pretty obvious she much prefers to be facing outward and looking at things than having to stare at mommy’s neck. She loves her kitties! They seem to have welcomed her into the pack too, especially Sherlock. She smiles and laughs at them and they love to cuddle up next to her on the couch. Whiskey even sleeps on her changing table. Weirdly, when she was at my parent’s house last week, she cried every time their cat Simon meowed at her. For a while she was really interested in Brody and would laugh at him all the time, but since he is living with my parents right now I think she has forgotten about him, because last time she saw him she cried at him too. Oh, and she totally has a crush on Jimmy Fallon. Usually in the mornings I turn on last night’s Tonight Show and she will stop whatever she is playing with and stare.

Oh Yeah, I Have a Blog

…which I have been intending to update for some time now, but at the end of the day it just never happens. Sigh.

As of tomorrow, we’ve been in our new house for 2 weeks! I love love love it. The place feels so homey and right and we are very comfortable here. Still arranging some things (I have a box of “leftover junk” that still hasn’t managed to find a place sitting in the corner of my dining room) and every time I think I should take pictures to put up here, I find a reason not to–like the fact that only this room is clean and I don’t have time to clean the others and who wants a picture of only one room? Anyway. Next week, it’ll happen. I hope. In any case, I love being in the city again. So many things for us to do! If I need to run out and do something, it’s available within 10 minutes. Amazing. Restaurants, shops, parks, I have so many places I can take the Bean. She is loving our new place. She loves to sit outside in her walker and watch the kids and the birds and the squirrels, it’s just awesome. Tomorrow my parents and I are taking her to the zoo for the first time. Quite excited.

And, as it happens, today is my birthday! I am 26 today…downhill to 30 from here right?

Happy birthday, Mommy. My gift to you is a 5am wake up call and a big poopy diaper. I’m so thoughtful.