September 2010


Going through all of the baby clothes reminded me of how hard it is to figure out the sizing for all of these things. Last night I was trying to find a onesie for James to wear and came across three of them that were all ostensibly the same size: 0-3 months. Carter’s is like the Papa Bear of baby clothes: too big. Gerber is the Mama Bear: too small. Baby Gap is Goldilocks: just right. (Check out the picture below to see them all together.)

Not that the too big and too small don’t come in handy: the Gerber onesies were the only thing that fit James at first. And why Baby Gap has a 0-3 size that doesn’t actually fit the 0 part, well, that can be a bit frustrating. (And that’s what Baby Gap NB size — newborn, for those not in the know — is for.)

I realize this isn’t exactly earth-shattering news, but it took me three kids to figure this out so I thought I’d share.

It’s hard to believe, but it’s been 4 weeks since James was born. In some ways it’s been easier than I had expected. Lucy and Will have been incredibly helpful and I’ve been able to mostly go with the flow rather than have a lot of, well, expectations of how it would all play out. So, for example, these days the first thing on the morning agenda after getting the kids to school (which, to be honest, Kelley is still handling more often than not) and James fed is to somehow manage to get some more sleep. So far, James has been mostly cooperative as he tends to fall asleep after nursing. That usually brings us to around 10:30 or 11, which is when I get to eat.

Unfortunately, in order to eat it generally means I need to transfer James off of my lap, the options being the car seat, the swing, or the boppy lounger. Depending on which one I choose, I’ve generally got about 10 minutes before he wakes up crying. Although I’m not sure if this is an entirely good thing, with #3, it is a little easier to ignore the crying, at least for a few minutes. During minute one, I have to admit that there is a bit of frustration — and, yes, guilt about the ignoring — on my part. Once I’ve got some food in me, though, I can move on to minutes two and three where I remind myself that I don’t really have anything to do each day other than to take care of James. Since that mostly entails feeding him, letting him sleep and changing his diapers, well, that’s pretty doable. The fact that I can watch tv or read during some of that certainly doesn’t hurt.

Not that it’s always smooth sailing — things are seeming a lot easier as I write this since James is happily sleeping in my lap at the moment. Still, I feel like I have much more realistic ideas about how this all works this time around; it definitely makes a difference.

(And I will be sure to read this myself in a few hours when James is fussing and Lucy and Will are fighting and I am starving because I haven’t eaten a decent meal in an entire day. For now, however, I will happily stay in my state of denial. Um, I mean serenity.)

It looked like it worked! Woo-hoo! This has opened up a huge world of possibilities!

You see, I spend a lot of time sitting on the couch with a baby in various stages of wakefulness. Yes, *wake*fulness, not sleepiness. And, of course, when sleep finally does occur, the only way it takes for a little while is if I don’t move whatsoever. And, also of course, rarely have I adequately prepared for that fact with appropriate snacks and activities. What I *have* managed to gather around me regularly are the tv remotes, a book (usually in reach), and my iPhone. Using the phone to blog will unfortunately mean occasional typos and improper capitalization. But, as I said, it means I can actually sit here and type away. I’m thinking my mom will forgive me. 🙂

Ok. Now that that has all been established, it appears that the little one is waking up again. (Lucy’s use of the packing tape is not helping matters in any way. Sigh.) I will try and leave you with a picture for now.

Until next time…

Has it really been over a year since I last posted? Apparently. That kind of sucks, especially since I really wanted to have a chronicle of the pregnancy. As it turned out, though, the pregnancy was pretty uneventful. To my great surprise, it was actually quite a good one as pregnancies go, without much to say for it except that I felt better pregnant than I did/do when i’m not. It almost makes me want to do it all over again. Of course, having the doctors say that a fourth c-section is a bad idea kind of negates that. So, well, so much for that.

With that said, I thought it would be nice to pick up where I left off and try and chronicle the whole baby part – and how it works with everything else – instead. I thought it would be a no go at first since I’m finding it hard to pull out the computer these days. I just found a wordpress iPhone app, tho, so I’m going to give that a try and hope it works. Here goes!