She seems as happy to start her day as she can be.
Back in the USA
2 years ago
Monday, May 12, 2008
It's a Beautiful Morning
These are the faces that I see every morning before picking my pumpkin up for nursing. They make my day.
She seems as happy to start her day as she can be.
She seems as happy to start her day as she can be.
The Brain Growth
So, I read somewhere that within the first few months of a baby's life, whenever the baby is awake and quiet, it may indicate that her brain is growing. Well, our poor little piglet can't stop 'talking'. So much for the brain growth!
First Mother's Day
Happy 1st Mother's Day!
It's really exciting and encouraging to watch you and Klaudia together. I love how you love our daughter. She's soooo happy and I know that you're a big part of that!!!
Happy Mama's Day!
WE LOVE YOU,
L & K
...said the card.
The day before Mother's Day, Klaudia and I went to the store to satisfy mom's craving for a bubble tea. When entering the store, I noticed 2 teenage boys walking behind us. Since I was only picking up the tea, I left the stroller in the car and had K only in her car seat. To order the tea, I placed K on the ground facing me and other people behind me. At one point I noticed that K was having time of her life laughing hysterically. To my surprise, she was not looking at me but someone behind me. I turned around and saw them... teenage boys returning their smiles to my baby girl. Before I had a chance to say anything, one of the boys said to me: "Happy Mother's Day!"
Two things that crossed my mind then:
- There ARE nice and thoughtful teenage kids in this world.
- Wow! I AM a MOM!
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
The Signs of Hunger
During the day it's her crying or fussiness that tell us that K is under the attack of hunger. At night it's a totally different story.
In the darkness of night, when hungry the body of our little angel seems to be possessed. All her body parts are thrown in different directions with her having seemingly little control over it.
When I pick her up for nursing, she doesn't even open her eyes. How do I know she's hungry? Her loud sucking on her fists wakes me up. Lifting her feet up and throwing them back on the bed makes me get up. Once I pick her up, it all goes downhill. Even though it takes seconds from the time I pick her up to the time she starts eating, I never seem to be fast enough. When I put her on my lap to start feeding, the beast inside of my little pumpkin is released demanding food NOW. Sometimes it makes my little angel cry, sometimes it doesn't. The beast stays around until it gets satisfied with a certain amount of milk and then slowly drifts away.
The feeding starts with what I call a full body workout. Rhythmically K's knees get bent almost touching her chin to be straightened a second later. K's hands go through a little ritual, too. She either pulls her fingers as hard as she can or she hits my chest as if saying: "More milk now! More milk now!"
Once Klaudia starts eating, her body starts to relax slowly. By the time she is finished, all her limbs hang unconsciously, her mouth stays wide open, and my baby moose is out. So out that picking her up, moving to the crib, kissing on her forehead and covering up does not wake her up. The hunger demon of darkness is gone only to be back the following night.
In the darkness of night, when hungry the body of our little angel seems to be possessed. All her body parts are thrown in different directions with her having seemingly little control over it.
When I pick her up for nursing, she doesn't even open her eyes. How do I know she's hungry? Her loud sucking on her fists wakes me up. Lifting her feet up and throwing them back on the bed makes me get up. Once I pick her up, it all goes downhill. Even though it takes seconds from the time I pick her up to the time she starts eating, I never seem to be fast enough. When I put her on my lap to start feeding, the beast inside of my little pumpkin is released demanding food NOW. Sometimes it makes my little angel cry, sometimes it doesn't. The beast stays around until it gets satisfied with a certain amount of milk and then slowly drifts away.
The feeding starts with what I call a full body workout. Rhythmically K's knees get bent almost touching her chin to be straightened a second later. K's hands go through a little ritual, too. She either pulls her fingers as hard as she can or she hits my chest as if saying: "More milk now! More milk now!"
Once Klaudia starts eating, her body starts to relax slowly. By the time she is finished, all her limbs hang unconsciously, her mouth stays wide open, and my baby moose is out. So out that picking her up, moving to the crib, kissing on her forehead and covering up does not wake her up. The hunger demon of darkness is gone only to be back the following night.
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Sunday, May 4, 2008
Night Shift
Klaudia's night schedule usually goes like this: first, we go through the witching hours, then once she is asleep, she doesn't wake up until 3am (or 4 or even 5am sometimes). She gets fed, she falls back asleep and is up for breakfast #1 at around 7am. Then (even though she is all smiles trying to say: I'm ready to live my life) I quietly put her back to her crib and pray that she falls back asleep. Most of the time she does, and we both rest until 10am!
However, last night our little angel wasn't as angelic as she could have been. She was up every hour starting at midnight. When she wakes up at night, I always turn the night light on in the living room, go back to the bedroom, pick her up and go back to the living room for the feeding. Last night, I was so out of it at 1am that I totally forgot to turn the light on in the living room. I picked her up from her crib and stood there with her in my arms not knowing what to do. I went to the living room (still on autopilot) but couldn't see anything. Finally I woke up seconds later, found the light switch, found the couch, did the nursing and went back to sleep to wake up and do the same a few minutes later. This time I knew what to do, but man! it totally made me feel like I was pregnant again! Pregnant and coockoo!
However, last night our little angel wasn't as angelic as she could have been. She was up every hour starting at midnight. When she wakes up at night, I always turn the night light on in the living room, go back to the bedroom, pick her up and go back to the living room for the feeding. Last night, I was so out of it at 1am that I totally forgot to turn the light on in the living room. I picked her up from her crib and stood there with her in my arms not knowing what to do. I went to the living room (still on autopilot) but couldn't see anything. Finally I woke up seconds later, found the light switch, found the couch, did the nursing and went back to sleep to wake up and do the same a few minutes later. This time I knew what to do, but man! it totally made me feel like I was pregnant again! Pregnant and coockoo!
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