Total Baby Brain

Baby brain is happening all ready.  This is the second time this week I've gotten the days of the week mixed up.  My yoga class is Thursday. Today is Wednesday. I realized this after the rush of getting Cooper and I both ready.

Sigh.

Babysitting

Today Cooper is going to be babysat for the first time in a child's playroom by someone he doesn't know. I'm interested to see how it goes.  I'm going to a yoga class with a friend at the local rec centre and they offer babysitting. Giddy-up!  I've only been to a yoga class once years and years ago and I remember liking it.  I'll have to be sure to tell the instructor that I'm preggers and to tell me if they're any poses that I should not get myself into being pregnant.  I'll be sure to let you know how it goes.

For now, I'm off to get ready for the class. Ta ta for now.

Morning off

 For mother's day hubby gave me a card with a "voucher" for a morning off and I decided to use it this morning.  All though I did have to get up 3 times from 3:00am on to go to the bathroom, I enjoyed not getting out of bed at 6:05 when Cooper woke up.  I lazed in bed under all the covers and listened to my boy and hubby do the whole morning routine. I dozed off and woke up somewhere around 7:30am. BLISS. Then hubby came up and took my order for breakfast and him and Cooper went out and got us breakfast.  So not only did I get the morning off but I got breakfast in bed too (all though I wasn't technically in bed by the time they got back).  Then this afternoon Cooper napped from 10:30 to 1:00pm. I got the groceries done, had lunch and laid down for almost an hour. It was awesome. Then my mom came over for a visit and we went to the mall.  I'm desperately needing summer bottoms that fit.  When I was pregnant with Cooper I never showed until the fall so I have no summer maternity stuff and since I all ready look like I'm about 5 months pregnant, I needed some and bad.  I got 3 pairs of capri pants for $35.  That totally made the day a complete great one. Slept in, got breakfast in bed, got errands done, had a nap, went shopping and got a great deal on much needed clothing items. Really how better could the day have been?

Pictures

Okay, I tricked this damn blog into letting me have pictures. I did it as a link so you can go there whenever you like and get your dose of absolute cuteness.  It's right there to your right, under MY PICTURES. I've put the first few that I've been meaning to post here.  Ahhh, now I feel better that I can do that.

Also new today- tooth # 8. Side front tooth popped through today. Only how many more to go?

I found the bed for him.  It's from Ikea and it converts into 3 lengths so it grows as he grows (which he does a lot and he's going to be close to or over 6 feet tall when he's older).  It doesn't fit in my car though so I have to go back and get it. I do have the mattress though so I can make some bed sheets.

I moved the dangerous queen size bed. Okay, youngmummy and mylozmom- I didn't physically move it myself. My hubby did. None the less, it got done today and I'm soooo happy about that.

And I'm about to end the day snuggled on the couch watching the last episode of Lost.  Great day.

Good night.

On a buzz

I am so tired but yet find a whirl of non stop thoughts and plans going on in my head. The boy just went down for his nap which the past few days we've needed lunch first before our nap. They love to keep changing things up don't they? 

Today's list of "wants" would be to : (which is completely unrealistic but who said I'm realistic right now)

Get the dangerous queen size bed out of the spare room that Cooper has been spending most of his time in. I'm sure once the bed is out, the room will totally lose it's appeal but I'm going to look at toddler beds today so hopefully I'll have a more appropriate one for him to jump/play on in there shortly.

Clean the garden.

Paint the spare room that is to be Cooper's new room. No, I don't have the paint or even know what color but that's besides the point. 

Sew the millions of crib sheets I'd like to get done.

Go for a nice long walk, complete with birds chirping, nice dogs passing by that Cooper can pet and lots of sunshine. but the kind that can't burn you or give you cancer.

What I'm actually doing today:

Hanging out with my sister and going to Ikea.  AWESOME!!!  Maybe I'll ask her for her help on getting that bed out though and get one thing of my list.

Tired, tired

Not much to write but I felt like I should for some reason.  Today was a good day spent at home. A mom friend came over and the little played for a bit. The pond got cleaned and I finished all the sewing I had to do (for now anyway, until I know the measurements ar right). Now I'm tired and ready for bed.

I've been thinking a lot the last few days about when to get Cooper a bed.  What is the average age the little ones get out of their cribs and put into beds? Anyone, anyone?  I was thinking around 17-18 months.  We're also thinking about changing rooms. Hubby is of the opinion that we should keep the nursery the nursery for all the babes and move them out into their "own" rooms accordingly.  I agree but worry about how smoothly the transition will go not only to a bed but to a new room as well. Do you think that's too much? I don't know, I'm still on the fence. One thing that Cooper's been doing the last few days that puts my mind at ease is that he's spending an awful lot of time in the room that we'd change into his "big boy with a bed" room, trying to climb on the bed that's in there and goes wild with excitement when he gets up on it.  So, I'm thinking that the more we play in that room (right now it's just a boring spare room with a queen size bed in it), the more excited and okay he'll bee when we re do it for him.  Our nursery has a wall size Winnie the Pooh mural which is very nursery-ish.  If we put the baby in the room beside us and keep Cooper in the nursery than we'll have 2 rooms to re do as it will be to be baby-ish for Cooper soon. If we move him and put the baby in the nursery than we'd only have one room do. Cooper's new room.  I'm also thinking 17-18 months as that would give him 5-6 months transition before the baby arrives and 2-3 months after that that the baby would actually be moved from our room to the nursery.  Phew….. I'm getting dizzy.

What do y'all think?? 

Much better day

Today was the complete opposite of yesterday (thank goodness).  Cooper was full of smiles, non stop talking, laughing, cuddles and all around cuteness.

We took him to get his first hair cut. It was so cool. This place called Melonheads (isn't that such a cute name?) is just for kids and the chairs they sit in are different things like a car, a boat or an aeroplane.  The hairdressers are trained and only do kids hair cuts. Each station is equipped with tons of toys to keep their attention and they had a big tv screen that played a kids movie.  Then when he was finished he got a "Certificate of Achievement for his first haircut" complete with a snip of hair and a photo of his new hair cut.  He looks like such a little boy now. 

I'd post a pic but this damn blog won't let me again. ARG!

And I have great in-laws.  My mother in law phoned me this morning and told me she was coming over to help me clean so I could rest because I looked so frazzled yesterday. She had come home with hubby and was here when I got home with Cooper. I had had a good cry in the car and I was exhausted so I guess I was a little worse for wear.  So, now I have clean house, a sleeping baby, a belly full of delicious bbq and the nice relaxed feeling that comes with having had such a great day.

Phew

He's in bed.  Breathe… breathe… breathe…

Ho easily we forget the bad days when things are going good.

Today. Was. Horrible. Again.  I'm just beginning to unwind my shoulders from ears and my nerves are just starting to settle from their raw, live wire state.  We had another mom and her little one come visit today and Cooper did nothing but cry, whine, scream and tried to take all the toys away from his friend all though he had no interest in playign with them when he did manage to take them.  He's frustrated and I haven't figured it out. His teeth are definitly bothering him but could they be the source of his frustration?  Hubby says, maybe he's board. Maybe we should come up with some new things for him. Some more challenging games.  Maybe that's it.  Not that he's bored of doing the same thing day in and day out because we do different things every day. But maybe he's entering the next intellectual phase.  I'm sure it doesn't help that I'm pregnant and feeling it.  I've had 2 crying fits all ready this week (tonight driving home being one of them) and I'm not usually like that. (Sounds we're having a girl doesn't it?) I do try and rest when he naps all though this week his naps have been all over the place also.  I feel bad though because when the days get hard, really, really hard, I find myself counting the minutes until bed time and that makes me feel bad. I never want to wish my time with him away but this afternoon I did and it made me cry.  I was so desperate for bed time to come so I could just have some sanity back. It drives me insane that I'm the mom and I don't know.  I'm the mom, I should know right?

Tomorrow is a new day and a new day it will be. It's the weekend so hubby is home and Cooper always loves when dad is home so tomorrow should be better.  We're taking him to get his first haircut. There is a place here called Melon Heads that does only kids haircuts so we're going to try it.  We'll see how he fares when we get there I suppose.

So, to the moms out there going through a rough patch too-  breathe, breathe, breathe.

And to the moms who are going through some good times- enjoy every second.

Figured out

I think I figured out Cooper's crappy mood/sleeping.  A molar!! Yes, a molar. He currently has 4 bottom teeth and 2 top teeth and yesterday I found a molar that just popped through.  Poor guy.  Hopefully now that it's through we can go back to him being his happy cute self again. ** fingers croseed**

In pregnancy related issues- I really show. It's fraeking me out a bit. I'm only 6 weeks but visibly popped.  I've been reading anything and everythig I can on second pregnancies and it all says the same thing about showing A LOT sooner during your second pregnancy. And that some women even find they're in maternity clothes "long before" the second trimester. That made me feel a bit better but come on. What am I going to look like when this baby actually starts to get bigger?

I've been really crafty with my sewing machine too this week. I've learned how to make crib sheets and nursing shirts.  The nursing shirts are such a bonus becuase they can be pretty pricey here.  I should take pictures of them and post what I've done but for some reason, I can't post pictures here lately. I have a ton of nice pictures of my garden too that I wanted to post but can't.

Anyway, Cooper is down for a nap and I'm going to go lay down and rest.  Have a great day all.

Early

I'm feeling pregnancy symptoms a lot earlier this time around.  I'm almost 6 weeks and my belly has all ready popped out. My boobs have all ready began to swell out of most of my bras and I'm exhausted.  What the hell kind of shape am I going to be in by the end?  And no, I'm not even considering the idea of twins.

Today was an absolute write off with Cooper. He woke up at 6:00am screaming and napped for a whopping 17 minutes. He was nothing but exhausted, misery for most of the day. We did have some good moments which prevented me from totally losing my mind. At bath time he had a good 5 minutes of sheer from the belly, hardcore, laughter. You know when you're really, really tired and the giggles set in? That was him. He couldn't stop and was laguhing so hard he had tears coming out of his eyes and he almost fell backwards.  In that moment I totally forgot  about the bad day we had. But, I have to say that when bedtime came at 6:30 and he was snoring in his crib I felt such a feeling of relief. My shoulders finally started coming down from my ears.  Is that bad that I felt relief fromhim going to bed? 

 But bad days are never followed by good nights and he was up screaming at 8:00pm. It took half an hour to calm him back down and put him to bed.  Fingers crossed that he goes the rest of the night.

It's now 9:00pm and I'm finished.  My bed is not only calling me right now, it's yelling and threatening to ground me. I have no choice but to go to it.

Good night.