I am now going to write my responses out in Word, because I’ve somehow lost all of the posts I started in the past three days.
Borboleta—what an incredibly nice thing for your OH to say! I was—how do you Brits put it?—chuffed when I read that! There ARE lots of jobs here in the oil patch, and you can make a lot of money, too. We have the lowest unemployment rate in Canada right now, and are the richest province. But, yes, the snow… But that’s only here, in Edmonton. Calgary, which is only 3 hours south of us, is much better for weather. PLUS, you can see the mountains… I have always imagined that J and little T would be really good friends. They already have Pocoyo in common!
But I’m so sorry your OH is still out of work. How are you guys managing to get by? But the placement upstart sounds like a great idea (and sending in his own resume, too, is also great idea!).
I found an affordable Pocoyo doll on ebay, but the seller is in China and I’d be waiting forever. Otherwise, they’re over 60 bucks here, if you can even manage to find one.
I’ve also found J with a cord around his neck when he was only still crawling, and then later, he got entangled in some yarn of mine in the basement that the cat had attacked and strew all over the place. And I mean he was
entangled: legs, neck, arms, feet. I was only a few feet away trying to fix our printer, looked away for a minute or two, and in that short amount of time…
I’m dreading our first hair cut, but my SIL is going to do it, and she says to put Pocoyo on and give J some grapes as well, and it goes a lot more smoothly. I intend not to be in the room when she does it; I think my anxiety will make J anxious, which is the last thing we need during a haircut!
Oh, and I just re-read one of your posts and saw your concern over vitiligo. Did you just notice it now, or has the size been increasing? I’d be worried too.
And such a long wait for an appointment! I guess dermatologists are in great demand.
Angel—re: embedding movie—thanks! I’m going to see if I can manage it, as there’s one I’ve always wanted to show you guys but never knew how… Oh, and I melted when you told us about how the twins are now interacting! Especially the dummy story!
Charlie—Little S sounds amazing! It sounds like she is ready to go go go!!! And did you go through the 4 month sleep regression?
Did anybody here experience the 4 month regression? J’s sleeping habits never changed.
I can’t even choose the best month with J. I think from 2.5 months on, period, because, like you said, their personalities reveal themselves continuously during this period. Oh, and I think you once asked when all of LOs sat up and then crawl (I think?...) Well, for sitting up, it was exactly 6 months, and the crawling (army crawl) began a month later. He was, of course, chasing the cat, who does exactly the same thing that Charlie does: she allows J to maul her, and she’ll “leave” when she’s decided that that was enough. But her “leaving” consists of moving away just slightly.
And a bread maker is wonderful. It makes white bread very easily, but you do have to fiddle with the ingredients when you are making whole wheat bread. But I figured out the combo, so if you do buy one and your whole wheat bread begins to collapse, I have some tips (all from the internet, so you can find them there, too). J loves to stand on a chair on the other side of the counter and “help.”
Storm—Yaaaaaaay for E-A-Yaa! And “juice” and “bath”! And being a sleepy baby! It seems like everything is coming up L! Isn’t it amazing how it happens so quickly and all at once? Jonah’s name, if we can get him to say it, has evolved into “No-no-no-na-na.” I guess he’s going for overkill.
Jules—I had a spinal, but because I had an EMCS, I think I had around 3 in the end. I wish I could give you advice, but my experience was so crazy that I might as well have been knocked out. Eric put J next to me while I was waiting for my uterus to be sewn back up, but J was facing my feet, and my eyes were all wonky, and all I saw was this one-eyed, upside-down, puffy cyclops squinting his eye at me. It was so not the loving experience I had heard it would be. But, I totally expected nothing to be like the experience I had heard it would be, and just wanted to sleep. Oh, and no one put him on my chest, but I don’t think there was room because of the “curtain.” I think others had their LOs on their chest at some point, though. The one thing that was neat is that Eric watched them take J out—he peeked over the curtain and saw it happen. He said it was “cool.” I think it would have been, too.
I WANTED to be knocked out for the whole thing. I had no idea this was even an option… Go to sleep, wake up a second later (or so it would seem), and there is your baby! No waiting!
As for the potential paternity problem (“PPP”
, I’ve thought of it, but OH won’t even consider it. He won’t even let us entertain the thought that I got pregnant DURING the IUI. It either happened at home before or after the procedure, according to him. And, because of this, J will never know that he was born through artificial means, because, in OH’s mind, nothing artificial actually even happened. It is this ridiculous ability to stick unswervingly to a ridiculous story that will tell me later on if J is his. I can totally understand your worry, though. I don’t think a paternity test is a bad idea at all.
I remember during one IUI, the nurse and I jokingly talked about “accidental mix-ups” as she took OH’s sample through what looked like a bank teller’s window in the wall. He was standing off to the side, and she couldn’t see him. Then he came into view, and she said “Oh no, that is one sample I
definitely wouldn’t want mixed up!” I was so proud. OH missed all of it, because all he could think of was: “that’s my sperm she’s holding in a cup for all to see. Why won’t they stop talking and why won’t she go away! Go away! Go away!!!”
Here’s one thing and
I wonder if anyone else experienced this. J had been growing in me for 9 months, and from around 18 weeks on, when I first felt him kick, I got to know this baby in my belly. I knew when he liked to be awake, asleep, what he would do when he heard his dad’s voice or felt his dad’s hand on my belly, how to make him kick to reassure me he was still alive. During my nights of insomnia, I didn’t feel so lonely, because both J and the cat were with me. But when J was born, I didn’t recognize him. He bore no resemblance to the personality that I had grown to know in my belly. This was the most disconcerting thing about giving birth. After his real personality started to emerge at around 2.5 months, the two “Jonahs” began to seem alike, and eventually they merged, but when everyone asked me in the beginning what I was the most surprised about re: motherhood (I wasn’t surprised about anything—I had researched every possible thing about early parenthood and newborns), this is the only thing I could come up with. And no one was close enough to the pregnancy or birth experience to understand what I was talking about…
Oh, and I didn’t use anything after the section. I had had trouble getting up for months by that time, so it didn’t seem any different after the c/s.
And I was scared of labour, too. Hence why I wanted to be knocked out.
Oh, and I just saw your pic of Thiago! I cannot believe the resemblance!
SK—I really hope your head is better. Ah, aren’t we all a sad bunch. My back, your head, everyone else’s back, Rowan’s bum…
This sounds like a remarkable play pen! What is it called? Ours, the Pack ‘n Play, which used to be J’s bed for around 2 weeks before we put him in the crib (it had a “bassinette” stage), then became a gate, and now is the place we throw all things to make it look like we are somewhat tidy, was never that neat sounding!
I’m so sorry your OH got the flu! Are you guys offered optional, but free flu shots in the fall like us?
And good on you for getting the MMR just before a potential measles out-break. It must make you feel much better! Can you imagine that it was not J who reacted to any of the shots, but ME? Since we had no idea if either OH or I had gotten the MMR as babies, they decided to give it to us at the same time J got his first one. Three weeks later, I was absolutely certain that I had suddenly developed rheumatoid arthritis. Every joint in my body hurt and it travelled in severity from joint to joint. I couldn’t even walk without great effort! Turns out, I probably got the rubella shot when I was a baby, but never developed an immunity to it. So, when they introduced the virus to my system again at 39, I was one of 10% of women who have this reaction! And who bothers to think that a shot from three weeks earlier might be responsible!
That sounds very…annoying about the fireplace stones! Are you going to use the “play pen” for that, as well?
Oh, and I’ve just now read about your eye! I’m so sorry! Do you know what it is yet? Not pink eye?
Leeze—so good to hear from you! But not so good about K’s cold! I really hope she is better now, and that you are less exhausted!
CeeDee—thanks for the pics! Your LO looks so sweet, and I love the cake! I’m beginning to think I should have done more for J’s birthday.
Re: pooping after c/s—I think I did that the first day with no pain. I had no idea until now that it could be a problem! But eating greasy food really helps, and I had OH bring me McDonald’s as soon as possible. Voila! Instant poop.
Oh wow! I’m caught up! And didn’t lose the post!
So, my OH came across this blog, and it is hilarious! It’s pictures of this man’s toddler crying and what the reason for it was:
https://reasonsmysoniscrying.tumblr.com
Let’s see, what else? Oh, while climbing the stairs the other day, J turned around, held out his hand and said, “come!” He was on a mission to wake up Daddy from his nap by yelling “DADDYDADDYDADDYDADDY” outside his door and banging on it. I happily watched, but didn’t participate. That just would have been mean. Okay, now I’m going to see if I can post the video I wanted to show you.
, I tried to rock him for 1 hour but them I got fed up and put him in his crib and told him it was night night time and left. Told my OH that I would not go back there till the morning ( he tried to go there but I told him not to) and put a pillow in my head. He cried and complain for God knows how long but went to sleep till 8am this morning. Woke up fine but got crabby at one point and I couldn't wait for the time to put him to take a nap! 
. If it is that I just hope I can keep in the area that it is now and hope to not spread to other areas. I need a vacation!!!
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!! I guess once you wear them you never go back to the old ones 
for us!!!
As for your DH getting drunk and pretending to have the flu... is there a smiley for dropped jaw? 
I am glad you sorted it out with him but wow... 
NOT something I would ask her about. )
). After that day we instituted the 3 (and then 5) songs a night before bed routine. And he just lay there and stared and stared and smiled and did a little dancing, which later became much more enthusiastic. It's little wonder that he is obsessed with the 'tar. When he became mobile, it was a lot more difficult because he always wanted to touch the guitar, but Eric taught him to do it soooooo very gently that he picked up strumming and plucking pretty quickly. But it was the end of the night-time serenades as J wouldn't let OH play.
