Those BIG Moments & Letting Go

You know those BIG moments in life that wear on you and make you cringe?  Feel like you’ve made the wrong decision? Worry you and make you question your ability to be the “perfect” parent who always knows best?

Last night I had one of those.

5:30 a.m.

My child would not sleep.  For some 19-week-old kiddos, that might just be the norm.  Not for my doodlebug.  Theä is a really good sleeper most of the time and we haven’t experience many nights of complete chaos since she was 6 weeks old.

With that said, Theä was not behaving normally last night and kept rolling over to her tummy.  Mind you, Theä has always slept on her back, but has (in recent weeks) been sleeping on her side for most of the night.  Every time I rolled her back over to her back, she’d lose her marbles and immediately try to turn back over.

She turned over again, for the 4th or 5th time, and I didn’t flip her back over.

I felt like my “Mamma Bear” instincts were saying “leave her on her tummy, she obviously wants to explore this new way of sleeping” but all of my “Type A” tendencies tell me that she can ONLY be allowed to sleep on her back.  After all, we’re all taught that “Back is Best” at all of the parenting classes.  The moto is drilled into us and is even embroideried on the Halo Sleep Sacks.

The instincts won the battle and I let her sleep on her tummy.  She looked so comfortable and peaceful.

I did go in and check on her a couple of times…I feel like we’ve all heard the SIDS horror stories, and I certainly don’t want our family to become a statistic.

Tummy sleeping tots are such a touchy subject in the parenting community and I’m here to say that I’m not ashamed of how I’ve chosen to proceed with Theä’s new-found urge to turn on over.

I believe God will watch over her and protect her.  She’s strong and healthy and that’s all I can ask for.

I believe the overall message of this for any parent who may stumble upon this blurb or self-assurance is that every child is different, trust your instincts, and be cautious when entering new territory.

 

 

 

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Making Plans and Breaking Plans

Nothing will ever be the same!!

It’s a thought I must think to myself at least 10 times a day.

This is not a negative thought, it is indeed a fact.  A wonderfully, curiously, true fact.

Making plans this week was all for not.

Tuesday was meant for visiting a friend who’s confined to bed rest for the remainder or her pregnancy.  Instead, Tuesday meant an impromptu trip to the doctor for little miss Theä.

Wednesday was the new Tuesday and our visit went swell…until Little Bird decided it was time to be a grouch, a.k.a. decide on an earlier than usual Nap Time.

Today, Friday, was Meet-Up-with-an-Old-Friend-for-Lunch day.  This did indeed happen, but an hour and a half after our originally planned time because Bird had decided that she’d switch back to her old eating schedule .

Tomorrow, Saturday, was meant for showering said friend from Tuesday with gifts for the soon-to-be-born baby boy!  Instead, I forgot Hubby had already made plans to attend a vintage drag race. This could not me moved or shuffled, so my attendance at the shower is thus canceled.

Do you see the trend??  Nothing happens quite like I plan..or imagine, or at times, hope for.

Flexibility has become key.  This is hard to adjust to when you have a Type A personality like I do.

Pre-mommihood Me was always 10-15 minutes early for EVERYTHING.  I may actually have a slight fear of tardiness.  Anxiety wells up in me and my heart races when faced with the thought of being late or even just “on time”.  I do well to conceal this…but now that it takes 10 minutes to pack up to leave the house, and another 3-5 minutes to actually get in the car…this means I now how to be in the act of “leaving” the house a solid 30 minutes before going anywhere…and that’s just for places that are within 5 minutes of the house.

Will I always be late or shuffling times of plans or appointments? NO.

Will I always be slightly panicked when there are things to do that fall within a rigid time expectancy? YES.

So, today, I again stop and say. . .

Nothing will never be the same.

So true!

So true!

 

Klyde Warren Park… Take 1

This is a blog version of a #latergram.

Jon and I took Theä on her first major park outting a few weeks ago!  The weather in Dallas was perfect for a stroll through Klyde Warren Park.

Too bad she slept the whole time and didn’t seem too interested in fresh air, fun fountains, and free salsa lessons.
(can i still consider that alliteration??)

We had a blast though, and thanks to the Final Four in Dallas, we had some sweet letters to take photos with. What could be better than family time with giant basketball themed letters and a teeny tiny baby girl to push around?

I guess some gelato or a bacon cheeseburger would have made it all better – but hey! we were working with limited resources! 🙂

xo
T

Raising an Amazon Child

Hubby and I are in UNCHARTED territory.

I’m not entirely sure how common it is to have a baby who is literally in uncharted territory.  As in, off the charts, crazy tall, for her age.

Parents and people friends, this is where it gets interesting.

Below is the standard chart from the CDC that shows the 5th – 95th Percentiles for height and Weight.  It’s safe to say that Theä is still in the 100th Percentile, a.k.a. Off the Stinkin Chart!

This makes the 2nd month in a row that she’s holding onto the 100th Percentile spot.  Will she ever slow down??  Am I raising a future supermodel?? The free trips to exotic locations WOULD be AMAZING. 🙂

…except right now, it’s a bit of an inconvenience.

  • Strangers surely think she’s a late blooming 6 month old – she’s as long as a 6 month old in the 52nd (average) Percentile.
  • All of her Size 6 Month pajamas and onesies are just about TOO SHORT.  Did I mention she’s only 3 months and 1 day old?
  • All of the “seasonally appropriate” clothes I bought for her for fall/winter time (on sale of course) are probably going to be useless. She’ll probably be in 9-12 month clothes in no time if this growth trend continues and it’ll be far too hot for long sleeves, hoodies, and pants in the Texas heat. Total bummer.

Overall, she’s got a great BMI of 16.64 – she’s actually slightly UNDERweight for her height.  Her optimum weight should be around 18 pounds.  Oddly enough, she’s actually eating less than she used to.  Weird??

Anywho, check out the “little” lady’s stats in these handy dandy charts below:

Theä Growth Chart 3 Months, Weight

Theä Growth Chart 3 Months, Weight 16

Theä Growth Chart 3 Months, Height

Theä Growth Chart 3 Months, Height 26″

 

Bedtime and Binge-Watching

Now that Theä has a pretty established bedtime of 8:00 – 8:30, hubby and I have been binge-watching Orphan Black.  We flew through Season 1 in NO TIME and now we’re bummed we actually have to wait a week between episodes.  Gosh, don’t they know Americans like #instantgratification??? Ugh.  But for real – that show is AHH-mazing.

Good news is we’ll have something else to binge watch come August…

THE KILLING is coming back for one last hurrah thanks to Netflix.  Looks like we’re gonna have to hop on that train.

As a new mommy, I have limited time in which to enjoy things that don’t include me saying, “Who’s my pretty girl?” & “You’re so happy!!! I love your smile!”.

Today’s news pretty much made my day.

#lame ? Possibly.

Do I care?? NO!

 

Diaper Bag … a.k.a. A Ton of Bricks

So, I have this awesome habit of carrying way too many superfluous items…. a.k.a. “crap” as my husband would categorize it.

I currently carry a GIANT Kate Spade bag as my everyday purse. It’s the “Kingsbury Park” Large Catalina – big enough to feed my addiction of being overly prepared and carrying my entire house with me.

This is my current everyday bag.  It's Massive, and Patent Leather... Perfect Combo.

This is my current everyday bag. It’s Massive, and Patent Leather… Perfect Combo.

Naturally, being a handbag whore, I had my eyes set on the diaper bag of my dreams long before ever actually being pregnant. Go figure, my family wasn’t surprised.

I knew I had to have a Kate Spade Stevie Baby Bag. It was a no brainer… and thanks to my mom-in-law who knows my vices all too well, she made it happen and I’m now the proud owner of this polka dotted beauty, complete with matching changing pad.

The Stevie Baby Bag... epic in every way!

The Stevie Baby Bag… epic in every way!

My parents then filled the bag with all the fun goodies – two giant accessory pouches and the matching wallet.  Theä and I are two lucky ladies! 🙂

Only problem is that Theä has yet to arrive yet… and the bag is already packed to the brim and heavy as a ton of bricks.  This is undoubtably due to my over zealous nature of needing to have EVERYTHING in my bag/purse.  I know I have especially over prepared because I have NO idea what I’m in for.  I’ve literally equipped my bag so that I’m ready for any situation. 

Looks like I’ll be developing quite the arm and shoulder strength as I will be toting around the Baby Bag and my usual everyday purse.  

Ah… the impending joys (and muscle strength) of motherhood.