tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68878256227502863382024-03-18T21:17:29.824-06:00stephanie on the moveStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.comBlogger400125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-33001254680227969692015-05-25T10:19:00.000-06:002015-05-26T09:52:46.005-06:00Cooper: 1 Year!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">One very happy family!</span></td></tr>
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<b style="color: #222222; line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Height & Weight - </span></b><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">Height - 30.25" (75%)</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">Weight - 22.3 lbs (50%)</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">Head - 49.5 cm (off the charts!)</span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">His head might be as big as his legs but he is still darn cute! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b style="color: #222222; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">Eating - </b><span style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">I will actually admit to some progress on the eating front! When Coop decides that food is acceptable he is insatiable!!! He can eat and eat and eat. There are times where I wonder where he is putting it all. That said, it is pretty predictable. Waffle (plain), english muffin with almond butter, or hot dog. That is a bit of an exaggeration and we are finding new tricks to get our little monkey to try new things (smoothies, toothpicks to make eating more fun, etc.). </span></span></span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">Debating whether this particular waffle is worthy of eating. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">One random food anecdote is that we cannot open a bag of chips with Cooper in ear shot or in our eye line. Once he hears the first crunch he is a mad man. He won't eat anything else and won't rest until he gets the chip! I guess it's good for my waistline! </span></span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">I spy with my little eye...(he has zero trouble crawling up flights of stairs).</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><span style="color: #222222; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">We also officially ditched the formula. I forgot how abrupt this is...formula one day...none the next. So far Cooper isn't a big fan of regular milk (neither was Noah) but is ok taking it before bedtime at night so we will stick with that. I'm not complaining about going to one bottle a day! </span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">Our first visit to the beach Coop was not impressed...this time he couldn't get enough!</span></td></tr>
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<b style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">Sleeping (naps) - </b><span style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">Still an amazing napper. Poor guy gets awoken from almost every nap due to Noah's schedule or his desire to sleep forever, but he never puts up a fight and still takes two naps a day. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">I sat in the car for 45 minutes because I just couldn't bring myself to wake him after our walk.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b style="color: #222222; line-height: 18px;">Sleeping (night)</b><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="line-height: 18px;"> - I </span></span><i style="color: #222222; line-height: 18px;">think</i><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="line-height: 18px;"> our "wait and see" finally paid off. For the past week or so Coop has been officially sleeping through the night. Sometimes he wakes up in the 5 o'clock hour and isn't upset or probably even hungry but I will rush in with a bottle in the hopes he won't wake Noah by talking and singing in his crib! </span></span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">The sound effect that goes with this face is exactly how you would think it sounds. He thinks it is hilarious...it's pretty hard not to laugh!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><span style="color: #222222; line-height: 18px;"><b>Clothing</b> - (same as last month) </span><span style="color: #222222; line-height: 18px;">12-18 months! Even a size 2 here and there (admittedly, the ones that run a little small). He is quite the big guy which is so fun and different from big brother! </span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">Why, yes, you can have anything you want!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">Before he could walk he would crawl over and pull up on your leg and just hold on and smile.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b style="color: #222222; line-height: 18px;">New This Month - </b><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">Walking! It started with a step or two, seemingly by accident, but as of his first birthday he is a bona fide walker. I actually think he started doing it because he liked the applause. Now he just walks around clapping for himself. It still catches me off guard to see both of my boys walking down the hall! </span></span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">He would like to join in on the soccer action!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">Clap clap clap. All.the.time. If you say "yay" he will drop whatever he is holding and start clapping.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">He is obsessed with the trampoline. He actually gets his feet off the ground from time to time.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><span style="color: #222222; line-height: 18px;">Teeth. Oh his teeth crack me up. He <i>finally</i> cut his </span><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">fourth top tooth. That little guy was just sitting right under the surface for what seems like forever! </span></span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">Toofs! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">"Da Da". I concede. He officially calls Scott "Dada". I thought Scott was making it up but after FaceTiming with him and Coop freaking out for "Dada" I threw in the towel. He can say "Mama" but I wouldn't call it a specific request for me! </span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">I guess I can't complain...they are pretty darn cute! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b style="color: #222222; line-height: 18px;">Cooper Likes -</b><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="line-height: 18px;"> Baths. Music Class. People (kids especially). Snuggling (oh, the snuggles, he is sooooooo snuggly). Books (he adores books and will hand them back to you if you try to stop reading to him...although he gets hung up on the cat pages every time...anyone have a cat we can come visit). Everything. I mean, everything. He gets giddy when you put him in the shopping cart, give him a cracker, talk to him...he just loves life! He is just the happiest guy ever and we are so lucky to have a baby with such an amazing disposition. </span></span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">This guy. My heart.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><span style="color: #222222; line-height: 18px;"><b>Cooper Dislikes - </b>Having his nose/face/hands wiped. He seems you coming and flails/wiggles/fights with every ounce of his little body. It is quite dramatic. </span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">I don't have any pictures of him sad so you get mischievous Cooper instead! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">Dogs other than Nana. You would think when you have an 85 pound </span></span><strike style="color: #222222; line-height: 18px;">horse</strike><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="line-height: 18px;"> Golden Retriever for a pet, nothing would scare you. Apparently this is not the case. I actually think he is afraid of barking and not so much the dogs themselves. Nana never barks and so I think the loud sound catches him off guard when he hears it at someone else's house. </span></span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">Nana doesn't even make him look twice!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">I should have a field for Croup updates. We got round 6 and made the call to go see an ENT to make sure it was indeed that we "have a croupy kid". Guess what, we "have a croupy kid". They took a look at his upper throat and airway in the office and (luckily, or not so luckily) he was croupy at the time and you could clearly see his restriction. It was really educational for me and the number 1 take away from the visit is a clear treatment plan when it shows up. Of course, we will keep an eye on it, but for now, we just deal with this as a fact of Cooper getting sick. </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><span style="line-height: 18px;"><b>Birthday</b> - We kept Cooper's actual first birthday fairly mellow. With a Baptism and pretty large party on the horizon we just enjoyed the day as a family. Luckily, Cooper's birthday fell on his music class day and that is pretty much the best gift we could give him!</span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">It's kind of fun to be able to have a present in the living room without him having a clue he is sitting on it! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">Birthday eve. How was he in my belly a year ago?!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">The necessary tools for assembling a million piece play kitchen ;-)!</span><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> </span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">All ready for the big wake up! (For the record, we know he is only 1 and this was pretty much for Noah...but we have every other toy on the planet so we wanted something that would be fun for a long time for both boys)</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">The day I went into labor, Coop and I exactly one year later, and our very first picture together.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">We had to hide his other toys to get him to even realize there was a kitchen to play with! The surprise was lost on him, but not his brother...</span><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> </span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">Having a baby brother who was more concerned with the relocation of his toys means you get to open his presents! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">That kitchen is great, but I sure love these rhythm sticks!! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">Yep, the $6 sticks were far and away the favorite gift! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">Scott surprised Noah (and me) with a special present just from him on his first birthday and did the same with Cooper! Coop was definitely more interested in the opening of this one. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">I think he is confused as to why it isn't a Cardinals jersey ;-)! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">Birthday cupcake!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">Excited to get his hands on the cupcake.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">As suspected, he felt the same way about cupcakes as he does about most food and it was fed to the floor! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">We are beyond smitten with our little 1 year old and can't imagine life before him. He brings so much happiness to our family and we can't wait to continue the celebrations of our big 1 year old!</span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Last monthly picture. The only thing I won't miss is cutting out the numbers! He has been a great participant all year! </span></td></tr>
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Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-19524507166862908842015-04-22T15:37:00.000-06:002015-04-22T15:37:43.756-06:00Cooper: 11 Months <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">He is turning into such a little boy! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I keep waiting for the month where he won't lay on the blanket for pictures but he might be the most cooperative guy ever! Noah was always too busy to be bothered with a picture (hence most of my pictures of Noah are of him on the move). </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b>Height & Weight - </b>22+ lbs. No length measurement until the big 1 year check up next month.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Hi! I get this smile every time I peek around the stroller and say hi to him! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b style="text-align: center;">Eating - </b><span style="text-align: center;">Not a whole lot of progress here (although tonight he ate about 3 teeny tiny bites of hot dog and we pretty much hit the roof with excitement). He still has his funny food aversions and prefers the standard rotation of all things crunchy with a little yogurt, squeezies & formula thrown in. </span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">He tried some Fro Yo. He was pretty unimpressed. That said, it was Blueberry Tart (Noah's choice) so I can't really blame him. We'll try some Birthday Cake flavor next time, buddy! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">One fairly hilarious part of his pickiness is <i>just</i> how picky he is. We finally got him to eat Macaroni & Cheese. Turns out, he will eat Annie's Rotini & White Cheddar Cheese Sauce...only. Any other way, shape, or form of pasta need not apply. A shell? Forget it! Funny, yet frustrating all at the same time. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Nana scored this meal. Wrong pasta choice. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I mentioned formula. He takes 6-8oz. before each nap/bedtime and usually a 4oz. sometime between 3am and 6:30am depending on the night. He is going to miss his beloved formula when the regular milk moves in next month (we, however, will not miss paying for it)!</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Mmmmmm, the approved spiral pasta. (Please note those teeth for a note a little later).</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b>Sleeping (naps) - </b>Rock.star. We actually have to wake him half the time because he would sleep 3 hour stretches if we let him. He takes a great morning nap daily at 8:30 or 9am (1.5-2 hours) and again in the afternoon around 2 or 2:30. We wake him by 4pm each day and try to make 3 hours his maximum daily total or we risk a 5am wake up the next day. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Not really much guessing when it comes to knowing when he is tired. Paci, bear, snuggle. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">A fairly hilarious reality around here...every time we walk Noah falls asleep and Coop just babbles along the whole way! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Same deal, different day! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b>Sleeping (night)</b> - Pretty good. We still haven't buckled down and gotten rid of night feedings. Honestly, they are so quick it almost doesn't seem worth it. It is never more than one 4oz. bottle and sometimes it isn't until 5 or 6 in the morning. It may be the kiss of death but I am kind of in a "wait and see" mood with this to see what happens when we switch him off formula. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Precious baby. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Paci. Bear. Snuggle! Haha! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b>Clothing - </b>12-18 months! Even a size 2 here and there (admittedly, the ones that run a little small). He is quite the big guy which is so fun and different from big brother! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b>New This Month - </b>Standing without holding on. I swear he could walk if he would just take that first step but he has zero interest. If you try to make him stand when he doesn't want to, he turns his body into an L and refuses to do anything but sit. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Teeth. He has cut some major chompers with a couple more on the way! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">First Easter this month. He was pretty unimpressed by the whole thing and wanted everything in Noah's basket anyway! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Coop also finally starting babbling his consonant sounds and even says "car" from time to time. It was like one day he could just say "ba ba ba, ma ma ma, ga ga ga, da da da, ya ya ya, ca ca ca"! He can also flip his tongue over which is fairly funny to watch a baby do. Neither Scott nor I can do it!! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Not the tongue flip, but funny nonetheless. He also loves climbing up in Noah's anywhere chair. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b>Cooper Likes -</b> Baths. Music Class. People (kids especially). Snuggling (oh, the snuggles, he is sooooooo snuggly). Being chased (his favorite game is crawl as fast as possible towards Nana's water bowl!). Books. Everything. He is just the happiest guy ever and we are so lucky to have a baby with such an amazing disposition who just wants a leg to pull up and stand by! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">One thing that I have to note is that coming home to Cooper might be the best thing ever. He is better than a puppy! It doesn't matter if you leave for 2 minutes or 2 hours, the reception when you walk in the door is seriously pure thrill to see you again. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b>Cooper Dislikes - </b>Having his nose/face/hands wiped. He seems you coming and flails/wiggles/fights with every ounce of his little body. It is quite dramatic. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">We also <i>almost</i> made it an entire month without croup but it snuck up on us Friday night. #5 for anyone keeping count. I have given up hoping that a runny nose won't eventually be croup. C'est la vie! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Croup can't keep this smile away! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="color: #222222; line-height: 18px;">He takes his bottles like a champ. On average 4, 6oz. bottles daily. I have to imagine when we drop the formula he will pick up a bit on the solid food eating, too! </span></span><br />
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<b style="color: #222222; line-height: 18px;">Sleeping (naps)</b><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="line-height: 18px;"> - Business as usual here although we need to start limiting naps to 3 hours total daily. Coop started waking between 5 & 6am for the day which means he was getting a little too much daytime sleep! </span></span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">Not the preferred napping method but I'll take anything on the airplane! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="color: #222222; line-height: 18px;"><b>Sleeping (night)</b> - We made some great progress here (which was all demolished by traveling and sickness)! I talked with our pediatrician and decided that instead of crying it out, we were going to wean him off his nighttime bottle so he wasn't freaking out about not getting the calories. We were down to 2oz. of formula! One more week and we probably would have been finished. BUT, we went to St. Louis for a wonderful getaway, he got sick, add the time change, and we had some seriously awful nights. There were a couple of 2 hour stretches of him just being awake at night :-(. So, we will begin the process again and this time I KNOW it will stick since we have zero travel coming up. </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #222222; line-height: 18px;"><b>Clothing</b> - 12-18 months. 12 months is even a bit snug! He can still fit into some 6-12 month pants but for the most part he is truly almost a 1 year old! </span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">We finally put some shoes on him. They lasted about 15 seconds! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="color: #222222; line-height: 18px;"><b>New this month</b> - Pulls up like CRAZY and can get himself back down (</span><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">hallelujah!!). He still is very hesitant to take any steps even when we hold his hands but he has gotten pretty adept at getting whatever he needs/wants! </span></span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">This was the scene before he figured out how to get back down. He would stand up, get stuck, and scream until someone rescued him. Amazing at 3am. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">We also got our first taste of stranger anxiety. He was a little wary of new people in St. Louis and much preferred Mom, Dad, Grandma, and Papa. </span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">Granola bar! We apparently get really excited and document every new food he will eat!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">We also popped a front tooth. It isn't visible from afar yet but it finally broke through! Three more are right on its heels. </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #222222; line-height: 18px;"><b>Cooper Likes</b> - Everything! Well, except most foods! He is really the happiest guy around. He loves people, Noah still being his favorite, music (he dances the minute it comes on), snuggling, the carousel, baths, and a million other things. It is pretty hard to disrupt this little guys mood. </span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">There was music playing too so it was double the fun! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">He really enjoys splashing as much as possible in an attempt to both eat the water and flood the kitchen! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">I can't get enough of this picture! </span></td></tr>
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<b style="color: #222222; line-height: 18px;">Cooper Dislikes</b><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="line-height: 18px;"> - I sound like a broken record. Croup & another ear infection greeted us in St. Louis. I blame big brother as he ended up on antibiotics two days before we left. I guess this is what to expect with a second baby when big brother brings home zillions of germs from all his activities. </span></span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">This was visit #2. It isn't a trip to St. Louis without spending some quality time at Urgent Care. </span></td></tr>
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Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-3171113630973888382015-02-25T17:48:00.002-07:002015-02-25T18:05:04.073-07:00Cooper: 9 Months<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Still the happiest guy around! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Height & Weight</b> - </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Height - 29.5" (75th percentile)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Weight - 20lbs. 11oz. (</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">between 50 & 75th percentile)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Head - 48cm (off the charts! love his cute <strike>little</strike> giant noggin!)</span>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">This is a face we see a lot right now. I think it has something to do with his top teeth coming in!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Eating</b>
-Pickiest.eater.ever. He has some crazy tactile responses to food. If I had to leave instructions for someone else to feed him it would sound absolutely crazy. "Baby food first, then he will refuse to eat any more but still scream at you, give him something crunchy (apparently he plans to live on crackers, but not Cheerios because, whoa, they are apparently poison), when he starts yelling at you again, try more baby food, no?, ok, drink of water, yes?, ok, more crunchy...". You see where I am going with this. And heaven forbid you give him avocado, banana, macaroni, etc. He can eat Goldfish like they are nothing but the aforementioned list makes him gag...that is if you can even get him to open his mouth for it. Sigh...</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Deciding whether bagel is even remotely an option (verdict...no way). </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">He takes his bottles like a champ. On average 4, 6oz. bottles daily. But, when he's done, he's done. Such a stinker! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">The boy does love his pizza crusts! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Sleeping (naps)</b>
- Business as usual here. Rocking two solid naps. One between 8:30 & 9:30am (lasts about 2 hours) and one in the afternoon sometime between 1 & 2 (another 2 hours). </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Sleeping (night)</b>
- No real change here either. Coop goes down for the night at 7 and wakes sometime around 4am for a 6oz. bottle and then back to sleep until 7am. He has surprised us by sleeping through the night twice this month. All the more reason to just drop that bottle...need to muster up some strength to let my happy boy cry a bit :-(. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I rarely actually get to see him asleep since he refuses to be rocked to sleep. Such a sweet little guy! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Clothing</b>
- Definitely out of 6 month clothes and pushing the limits on 6-9 month clothes. He is officially wearing clothes Noah wore at 1+. One thing we have a little trouble with is his giant noggin. Shirts that go over his head are a bit tough to get on/off! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>New this month</b> - Nothing super remarkable but he does crawl super fast now, can pull up if he is super motivated, and loves to stand and play! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Here I come!!! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Look at me! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Cooper Likes</b>
- Mom. He has turned into such a Mama's boy. He gives the most amazing little snuggles and the moment I sit down on the floor he crawls into my lap and burrows his head in my stomach. When he is tired, he lays his head on my shoulder and it is absolutely heart melting. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Cooper Dislikes</b>
- When can Cooper start taking Greens?! Poor kid got croup, AGAIN!!!! He woke up from an afternoon nap with stridor so I high tailed it to the Urgent Care. Steroids + breathing treatment and a quick run by the ER (unnecessary trip in the end as by the time we got out of the waiting room the Dr discharged us)and he was on the mend. The breathing treatment was his first and hopefully his last. I don't think it did anything remarkable that the steroids don't do so I think I will pass next time if possible. He HATES to have his face touched so holding a mask on him for 10 minutes was agonizing for all of us. Fortunately we are all happy and healthy again! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">over.it. Me, too, little buddy! </span></td></tr>
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<br />Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-80072883746889208292015-02-02T20:48:00.002-07:002015-02-02T20:48:53.276-07:00Adventures<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> I thought it might be worthwhile to do a little (ha, if you know me you know that "little" and my blog post lengths are not synonymous) post about my new adventure I have taken on and how/why I reached the decision to join ItWorks. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Check. Check. and there will be a GIANT check on the last one!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> Let's go back to about this time last year...I started seeing posts pop up in my newsfeed of people's mid sections and a ton of before & after photos. These posts were coming from old high school friends I had lost touch with for the most part (with the exception of social media) and I just scrolled on by. But, the posts kept coming, they kept telling the world about different products, and the money they were starting to make. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I'll be honest. There were plenty of not-so-nice sentences to come out of my mouth:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">"These posts are so annoying!!" (<i>it took me .1 seconds to scroll past...not really such an inconvenience)</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">"Oh, wow, diamond, ruby, emerald, seriously?!"(<i>is it so different than assistant, manager, VP? why did I let this bother me?!)</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">"They know this is water weight, right?" (<i>wrong. it isn't. you are encouraged to drink extra water while wrapping.)</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">"How tacky to talk about money online?" (<i>maybe it is, but it sure is motivating. it made me want to join in!)</i></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">We swear by our greens at our house! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">"These people are clearly tied up in a pyramid scheme" (<i>I should have googled what a pyramid scheme actually is. This is a multi level marketing company that allows you to make money through a very legitimate and smart business model)</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">BUT, I was buying the product! I was actually using and loving the products they were selling but still being catty about it. Maybe it was because I wanted to join in but was too nervous? I don't know, but I kept <i>watching</i>. I watched as my acquaintances took this business by storm. I felt envious of their bonuses! I thought about taking the leap and joining in, but then I chickened out. I had a million excuses:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">"I am <i>not</i> a sales person" (<i>I did PR and advertising for 7 years. I also simply talk to people in my day to day life! No need to be a sales person, just a need to believe in the products and be willing to tell others.)</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">"My circle of friends is so spread out, I won't be successful" (<i>Even better! New markets are amazing. And I have friends who are very influential in their circles. I wasn't looking at the bigger picture.)</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><i>"</i>No one will want to do this with me" (<i>Why not, do people not like money?!) </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">"I don't want to annoy people" (<i>Again, they can scroll on by...but guess what, they are watching, just like I was for a YEAR!!!)</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">"I am trying to spend less time on social media, not more" (<i>I really don't spend any more time than before. I do it when my kids are napping or asleep. It is my schedule!)</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">"I don't need the money" (<i>See below. But, really?!?!?!)</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Some of the above are comical! Who doesn't "need" money? I mean, really, extra money isn't something anyone ever declines, right?! But, I added that to my list and kept watching.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">And watching...</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Yep, these numbers are legit! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">And watching...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Finally, Scott gave me the push I needed. He made the statement, "what do we have to lose?". And he was right. I could keep piling up the excuses, but why not just try? If it didn't work out, we quit. No big deal. Except, it could be a really big deal if we succeed. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">So, we made the call to Lauren. I expressed a lot of my concerns that I listed above. And she helped me feel so much more at ease. She reminded me that people post stuff on Facebook all the time that I don't care about (i.e.-What Saved by the Bell character would you be?!). She educated me on the products, payment structure, company history, and opportunity at hand. By the end of that call I was excited. Nervous, but excited. So we dove in. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">And that brings us to now. I am still navigating how I want to run my business. Because, at the end of the day, that is what I have learned. This is <i>my</i> business. I have a wonderful support team and so many wonderful tools at my disposal to make this successful, but I get to choose how I want to run it. I don't have to post anything on social media if I don't want. So I am making my own goals, rules, and game plan. A few things on my list:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Double my investment this year. This should be something I can do in my sleep. But, it is a goal nonetheless. There is so much opportunity and I intend to seize it! And let's be honest, I hope this is a goal I am laughing at in a year! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">No posts on Instagram. As I said, I get to run this my way. I like sharing pictures of my family and links to my blog on Facebook. And I also think it is a fantastic tool for building my business. BUT, Instagram is a very personal thing to me. I post a lot more pictures of my family, keep my account private, and feel very protective over it. Everyone I am friends with on Instagram, I am friends with on Facebook, or wouldn't mind sending a quick email to about ItWorks! So I have decided that my Instagram feed will remain my "personal" space...separate from my business. This is my personal choice...many of my team members utilize Instagram for their business and I know they see success there...but, again, we get to make our own rules! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Educate. This is what I failed to do for myself and something I want to offer to my friends and family. I want them to understand this business. Know that we use, love and believe in the products. Know that they could be successful in this too! I want to be transparent about what I'm doing and how it works. The company wants me to do this, too. So I am trying to take my message away from just status updates and make sure that I am reaching out to people to help them understand the life changer this can be from a health and financial standpoint. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I know, it sounds like I have been "drinking the kool-aid". But, as soon as I dove in, I got what all the "hoo-rah" was about. There is a lot to be excited about here. I didn't think I would like having a "job" again. But, I actually feel empowered. It is nice to feel like I am contributing to the family. It will be amazing when we hop on a plane for a family vacation we weren't expecting to take because of something I did...on my own time, with my own schedule, in my own home, on my terms. I haven't had to sacrifice time with my kids, and in fact, I have found myself more on top of everything on my to-do list since joining the company. I feel motivated to sit down and tackle my personal list and my business. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Ok, this is not short...it never is with me. I have a lot to say about this company and I haven't even really started in on the products. But, I'll save that for another time. Rest assured, this space will first and foremost remain a place for me to chronicle my kids and family life. It won't turn into my personal business page. But, this is a part of our life now so it will be shared as well! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I mean, sign me up! Our Hair, Skin, & Nails arrives this week and I can't wait to get started growing my hair back out! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">If you want to learn more, feel free to email me or check out my page www.stephrwraps.com! </span><br />
<br />Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-2221410174339443772015-01-28T16:03:00.001-07:002015-01-28T16:11:06.321-07:00Noah: Ch Ch Ch Changes!<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">As promised (and in record time), a post about my favorite three year old! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Three has proved to be a year of changes, and quickly, for Mr. Noah. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">A chilly day in SF but still smiling!</span></td></tr>
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<b><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"></span></b><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Potty Training:</b> I think I blogged about this before, but it was yet another change after turning 3 so I'll do a quick recap. One weekend we went for it. Said no more diapers, pull ups, etc. and just told him it was time to go on the potty. He had TWO accidents and was trained (one at home, one at school). He even trained himself to sleep through naps dry. He still wears a diaper for bedtime although he will wake up occasionally to go in the night...then again, sometimes he wakes up with a full diaper. We'll get there. It was amazingly easy and it made me so glad that he was ready for the change and didn't have a single issue with it. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I decided to spare his future teenage self of any "on the potty" pictures but this is from the big day! (I prepared for the day by doing absolutely nothing with my hair or make up!)</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Rocking his chart and working towards some prizes!</span> <span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Pretty sure he completed the whole thing in two days...joke was on us!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> <b>Big Boy Bed:</b> When in St. Louis for Christmas, Cooper got to take over the crib so we were left deciding what to do with Noah for sleep. Ultimately, we decided to get a couple of rails and go ahead and let him try a big boy bed. He did perfectly. He napped and slept through the night like a champ. He called for us to get him out rather than taking it upon himself to just leave the room as he pleased. I don't know that I was surprised, but I was so happy it went well. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">One of his last rests with both paci and his crib. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I just love the way he crashed out the wrong way in our bed. Who can blame him...there is a lot of space for a little guy!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> Upon returning home, he was back in his crib but quickly realized that he was able to climb out (he had never done this before) and we were anxious for the conversion kit to make his bed a toddler bed to arrive quickly. Unfortunately, the rail was on back order so after waiting and dealing with him yelling to get out one too many times (and waking Cooper), we just took the side rail off. We pushed his soft little chair up against the side and it has proved to be just the perfect (and free!) solution. He never got out of his bed without permission until...</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">He is cracking me up with the insistence on wearing my sunglasses lately. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Paci:</b> We have talked about taking Noah's paci away at least once every few month since he was born. I was not willing to mess with anything sleep related so we let him keep it. Then, an opportunity presented itself. Noah told me he wanted a new toy. Since he had just gotten a <i>million</i> toys for Christmas I told him he didn't need anything BUT if he wanted to trade in his paci for said toy, I would take him to the store. He happily obliged. I waited another day, told him countless times that paci would not come home with us and that when it was time to go to bed he would no longer have paci to sleep with. All good. We went, shopped, he flopped paci up on the counter, and away we went. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Until nap time. The reality that it was gone set in and he was so so sad. It absolutely broke my heart not to go and get it out of the bag (of course I saved it for posterity!) and tell him we would try again a different day. We napped together that day and come bedtime that night he seemed ok with the concept that the paci "went to the bank with all of the other pacis that bought toys". No more tears but we still occasionally hear about paci. Actually, we drove by our bank yesterday and he said, "that's the bank, that's where my paci is"! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">The fall out from paci being gone is that naps are also over. He began getting out of his bed and playing instead of sleeping and while quiet play in his room is ideal, Cooper naps at the same time so we have abandoned the nap time routine. It's not as bad as I anticipated but there are days where I, admittedly, park him in front of a show or movie so I can get some work done around the house. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">SO, there you have it. Some pretty major changes for our big boy. I am really proud of how well he has handled all of the above as he can have a hard time adjusting to change. Add to that the age three is like some kind of mental torture testing for parents and I say we got even luckier. I guess I should elaborate on that sentence...</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Most of the time he is happy!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Noah is incredibly good. I realize that we got very lucky in having a boy who is insanely active and athletic but isn't <i>crazy</i>. He is very kind and rarely acts out in an aggressive manner. We don't have to talk about biting, hitting, or kicking others and he gives the absolute best snuggles. That said, three is HARD! I keep saying, whoever said "terrible twos" didn't have a three year old. The amount of talking back, testing limits, insistence on independence <i>after</i> we are halfway through a task, requiring us to start over, is painful at times. I have yelled at Noah and given myself a time out because I just couldn't bring myself to deal with the situation any more! The hardest times are meals and getting dressed for the day/ready for bed. The power struggles that ensue are something for the record books. I have never had to search so deeply for patience and calm in my life. There are times where I can handle his antics and we get through it with zero tears and desired results. There are times where he ends up in hysterics in time out. It's by far the hardest age we have experienced, but according to what I am reading, it should even out in about six months (to be replaced by 4 year old antics shortly after, I'm sure). It does amaze me how much I can be ready to walk out the front door one moment, and be ready to scoop Noah up and keep him in my lap forever the next. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">This is the face of a three year old who is melting down because you are trying to take his picture!!!! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">And then he'll surprise you and cooperate like he is always obliging! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">And then he insists on wearing his goggles so that they pull his lower eye lids down. I tell ya, it's an adventure!!! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> At the end of the day, life is good. Noah is an incredible big brother 99% of the time and makes my heart happy each and every day. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Teaching Coop how to push the buttons. Oh, and matching PJs are like kryptonite to me. I can't resist! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> He truly makes me <i>proud</i> of him and that is something to be remembered in the tough moments. The good far outweighs the bad and this time won't last forever. Might as well roll with all the three has to offer...because most of it is the most amazing boy I could ever imagine. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"></span>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-83449419884397536692015-01-26T11:56:00.003-07:002015-01-26T11:56:21.971-07:00Cooper: 8 months<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Height & Weight</b> - 19lbs. 12oz. Anxious to hear what his percentile is at his nine month visit next month!</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">You will see this face throughout the entire post. He is laughing constantly! The <i>only</i> bummer about this is that you can't see his amazing blue eyes!! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Eating</b> - We really need to pick up the pace here. Coop is still on the yogurt & puree train and shows little interest in anything else. Every time we try any finger foods he acts all gaggy and won't take a second bite. He is also really finicky about what kind of food he likes at any given moment...sometimes he LOVES pumpkin, sometimes it is like we are feeding him gruel. Oh, silly baby. Time to start trying some new foods and get moving in the solids department. I did fail to mention that he is obsessed with gnawing on pizza crust and baguettes. Both are too tough for him to be able to truly bite (or choke) but they feel great on his gums and he gets MAD if you try to take it away. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">He is continuing to enjoy his bottles and has zero interest in a sippy cup. We successfully gotten a sip or two in him but he won't hold it and mostly just enjoys playing with it! Bottles are getting a little more predictable though so I'll take that as a win for the month. He takes 4-5 daily ranging from 4-8oz. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Trying out brother's ice cream. Don't let that face fool you, he wanted MORE!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Sleeping (naps)</b> - We are continuing to rock naps! Coop takes two giant naps daily. One at about 9:30am and the other at about 2. He takes a 4-6oz. bottle and then he goes in his crib awake and zonks out. He actually won't fall asleep in my arms any more which is bitter sweet! I miss the snuggles but I am glad that we don't have that crutch for sleeping. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I could just scoop him out of this picture and snuggle him!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">He rarely sleeps anywhere but his bed but I love capturing his sweet face when he does! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Sleeping (night)</b> - Things are good in this department. I think Scott and I both kind of threw in the towel on sleep training again after another bout of sickness and having done it previously (for about a zillion nights). BUT, we have settled into a routine that seems to work out for everyone so I am happy. Coop takes a bath at 6:30pm and then is down for the night at 7 after an 8 oz. bottle. He wakes up at some point between 1:30am and 4:30am for a 4 oz. bottle (the entire process-out of bed, feed, back to bed-takes 6 minutes) and then wants another one sometime between 5:30 and 7am. He is up for the day between 7 and 8am. SO, it is really one wake up and takes 6 minutes. DEAL Mr. Cooper. </span><br /><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Clothing</b> - It seems we have settled into the 6-12 month category nicely. No more throwing clothes in the "too small" pile after one wear! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Baby loves to cruise around like a big boy in the cart at the grocery.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>New this month</b> - Crawling! Previously he was rocking or doing some army crawling but we are legitimately up on all fours and moving. Hardwood floors still pose a problem but overall he is mobile. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">He doesn't pull up but loves to stand if you are nearby in case of a topple (there are many).</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Cooper Likes</b> - People. He loves to smile and laugh at people more than anything! Yes, Noah is probably still his favorite, but any friendly face runs a close second. We also discovered he loves the swing at the park. I think he would stay forever! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">It's worth going to the park to see this face.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Cooper Dislikes</b> - No croup or RSV but we got an ear infection and pink eye this month. We just can't catch a break this winter! Luckily he hasn't been too miserable and we got on antibiotics immediately. Maybe for his nine month post we will be able to avoid any sickies!</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Happiness!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">And, just a random story for posterity...Noah gets a sticker every day at the end of school. Half the time he puts it on my hand to wear and it usually falls off sometime between school and home. So, when one went missing a couple weeks ago I didn't think twice about it. The next day, however, I was changing Coop's diaper and had a "what is that?" moment. I am sure that you can guess...it was the sticker!!! It is totally embarrassing that I missed my baby EAT a sticker but also fairly impressive that he was able to get it down. Mom of the Year just officially went to someone else! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I will report back soon with a post on all things Noah. Big changes for our three year old! No surprise, he is rocking them all! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">This guy and those big eyes...he is pretty hard to say no to! </span></td></tr>
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Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-52641037403031753522015-01-05T22:28:00.000-07:002015-01-05T22:28:18.029-07:00Cooper: 7 months<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Very, very belated but I was pretty preoccupied with Christmas, New Years, travel, Scott being home for 2 weeks, and generally not opening my computer! <b> </b></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">First Annual Retchless Turkey Trot. Also, Scott did No Shave November. It's over now ;-). </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Height & Weight</b> - </span>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Height: *No length measurement this month*</span>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Weight: Approx. 18 lbs.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">SO BIG!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Eating</b>
- All formula, all the time. Coop is officially weaned and it was 100% painless for him, moderately painful for me ;-)! He is still a snacker and gives us a run for our money to get enough formula in him every day. It doesn't matter how long he goes between feedings, he won't take more than 4oz. at a time (except before bed when, if we pull out all our tricks, we can get 8oz. in him). So, we have quit the battle and just give him lots of bottles throughout the day. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Never a fight to get his yogurt in him! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Solids are going pretty well. Every morning at 8am sharp Coop gets a yogurt and <i>devours</i> it. He is pretty much a pro at puffs and teething biscuits (rice cracker things) but isn't too keen on actual food pieces. Avocado, banana, pasta, etc. all pretty much hit the floor for Nana to eat! Purees are still going well but it is anyone's guess what flavor he might like or hate on any given day. </span> <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Puffs! (above picture is pre haircut, below is after...this will make sense once you read "new this month")</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Sleeping (naps)</b>
- We are in a great napping schedule and Coop naps twice a day. First nap is around 9:30am and the second at about 1:30pm. Both are about two hours. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Oh that face! He has me wrapped around his finger.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Sleeping (night)</b> -So much progress! I finally got fed up with the couch and decided that it was just time for Noah and Cooper to move in the same room and sort it out. It took a few nights of Noah waking up yelling, "Baby Cooper is crying!" before everyone got used to the new arrangements but we are firmly on the right track. From time to time Coop will wake up but he only cries for a few minutes and Noah doesn't even notice any more. (Of course, now Noah wakes up asking to go potty, it's always something with sleep!!)</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Snoozing boys. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Cooper goes to bed (after bath) every night at 7pm and usually wakes between 5 and 5:30am for a bottle but then goes right back to sleep until 7 or 8. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Nothing to do with sleep, but he met Santa and was the perfect smiling baby!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Clothing</b> - Growing, growing, growing! He is pretty much pushing the limits on 6 month clothes. 6-12 fit best by far! Still size 3 diapers although we might introduce size 4 at night. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">First trip to Napa (we can add that to "new this month" too!). For the record, he woke up at 2am that night with a fever and had a 24 hour fever/cold. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>New this Month</b>
- Sitting has come SO far. We won't leave him alone in a seated position yet but he rarely topples over any more. He is also much more sturdy standing (when we are holding him) and has started rocking while on all fours (he almost immediately squashes back down though!). </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Up!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">And splat!! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Coopie also got his first haircut! His comb-over had officially gotten out of control so I decided to take action. No pictures because Mom and Dad were both pretty instrumental in making sure only hair was cut in the at-home beauty parlor! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">What do you mean, comb-over?!?!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Cooper Likes</b> - Everything! He is the happiest guy. I would say his favorite right now is big brother. Noah can make him giggle like crazy and they are starting to really interact. People in general are still his all time favorite although he is beginning to show a little more interest in his toys. He is also a big fan of his exersaucer these days. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">A preview of a lifetime of brother wrestling! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> <b>Cooper Dislikes</b> - Croup & RSV. Oh, wait, that might be Mom & Dad. Or everyone. It was awful. We awoke one night in St. Louis to Cooper having stridor again and knew immediately it was croup. We didn't rush to the hospital this time but managed it through the night with trips into the garage (cold air, but not as cold as outside) and lots of snuggles. The next day we were first at Urgent Care, got some steroids and were on the mend. Then, Christmas Eve, he tanked. He got a nasty fever and was listless. Urgent Care round two for an RSV diagnosis. This virus is nasty and mean. It can last up to two weeks and has a horrible fever that you can only manage with Motrin and Tylenol. Oh, and you have to worry about it turning into pneumonia or turning bacterial and giving ear infections. GAH! Too much for one holiday season. Oh, and add to that that the prenisilone we gave him at home sent him into fits. He was literally flinging himself upside down, rocking his body incessantly, and was WIDE AWAKE at 11pm. It made for a wild night and a vow to never give that drug again. BUT...he is now 100% healthy again and we were fortunate to have a ton of helping hands to get us through the worst of it. Hopefully we can avoid ever having to add these two things to the "Cooper dislikes" field again. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">(Oops, all of the above happened a few days after he turned 7 months but I am not retyping that for next month so we will just leave it!)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">And, because that was kind of random, he also <i>really</i> hates having his face or nose wiped. He screams bloody murder when you wipe him up after a meal and having a cold is like some kind of torture with the nose wiping. It's rough to be a baby! </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">8 month update coming soon!! </span></span>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-90961345224211636502014-11-22T14:55:00.003-07:002014-11-22T14:55:45.614-07:00Cooper: 6 months<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">How on earth did six months go by?! I feel like time is flying with Mr. Cooper. His first birthday is going to be here in a flash. But, I'm getting ahead of myself...we have quite the month to recap. <b> </b></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">His little tootsies don't even fit in these pictures any more!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Height & Weight</b> - </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Height: 26.5" (50th percentile)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Weight: 17 lbs. 5 oz. (50th percentile)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Head circumference: 46cm (99th percentile)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">**Still the same length as brother, but now has three pounds on Noah at this age! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">One day the little one will probably be the big one ;-)!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Eating</b> - This has taken a fairly remarkable turn this month. Coopie is about 70% on formula. I have officially stopped breastfeeding (ouch...weaning is the worst) so he is exclusively on bottles. That said, I had enough milk in the freezer for the apocolypse so he is still getting some breastmilk each day until the stash is gone. Cooper could care less whether it is formula or breastmilk and has always prefered the bottle so that was a really easy transition. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Here Nana, maybe you will like banana!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">The one hiccup here is that he is a total snacker! The main reason I decided to wean him was to help his night sleep and was hoping by exclusively bottle feeding we could ensure that he was getting a handful of nice, big feedings each day. HA! He <i>chows</i> until he hits 4oz and then acts like we are trying to poison him. Getting the last 2-4oz. of a bottle in him can take an hour and a lot of patience and sneakiness on our part. </span><br />
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Solid foods are still a challenge. He <i>only</i> likes pears, oatmeal completely consitpates him, and event he pears are a little bit of a battle. He just will not open up to eat! One funny thing he does when we actually succeed at getting a spoon in his mouth with something other than pears is sticks his tongue out and makes an "ahh" sound. It is like a combination between a sigh and a gag and it is hilarious! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Sleeping (naps)</b> -When given the opportunity, Coop is a great napper. He will zonk out in his bed from 30 minutes to 2 hours. That said, he often gets his naps on the go as a result of Mr. Noah's schedule. Once we are officially on two naps a day we will make some new arrangements to make sure he is getting some solid sleep at home. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Sometimes a stroller nap is just the way we roll! #punintended</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Sleeping (night)</b> - Whoa. This baby is a lot different in this department than Noah. With Noah we decided to cry it out and he was trained in about a week. I have now been sleeping on the couch** for almost a month and Coop still has good nights and bad nights. I swear just when we get a good thing going he will refuse to eat enough during the day or at his last bottle, gets a diaper rash, gets constipated, etc...all which ensure a night wake up. On a good night though, he will sleep through with barely a peep until 5 or 6 at which point I will give him a bottle and he crashes back out until 7:30. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Yep, we caved and got a video monitor. It's kind of amazing (and addicting)! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">**(I'm on the couch because Coop is in our room until he is sleeping through the night and I can't sleep with him crying or wiggling, etc... Scott has recently taken up residence on the other couch...hope our kids are comfortable in their respective beds/rooms while Scott and I sleep like college kids!) </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">He loooooves to sleep on his belly! We also had to lose the infant insert in the pack n play this month. He is too heavy and I caught him grabbing onto the side! </span></td></tr>
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<b>Clothing</b> - We are solidly in six month clothes and even some 6-9 and size 3 diapers! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">He's going to be a lady killer with those eyes! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>New this Month</b> -The bottle/formula thing, and some serious progress sitting. He is so close to being able to be left in a sitting position but still topples occasionally so we have to sit with him. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Cooper Likes</b>
- People, Noah specifically, mirrors, these funny little block toys that we have that crunch, kisses on his cheeks</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I'm afraid his days in his bouncy seat are numbered! This boy is anxious to m.o.v.e!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Cooper Dislikes</b> - Being hungry & diaper rashes. Can't say I blame him on either front! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Best little face to say good morning to! Plus, that hair is kind of awesome. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Overall, if you haven't noticed, we have the happiest baby ever. Our one and only gripe is his night sleep and we will get there! Who am I to argue about a few extra snuggles with my baby?! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">He loves kisses on his cheeks. Makes him giggle like crazy! </span></td></tr>
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Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-7659370375789951422014-11-19T22:24:00.001-07:002014-11-19T22:24:24.471-07:00noah turns 3<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">What an interesting little journey this blog has taken. It started off all about Scott and me, morphed into the Noah show, and is now 99% about Cooper. BUT, today we are going to go back to the days of talking about my first born.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Future Buff? Here's hoping! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;"><u><b>My Noah.</b></u></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">This boy has me wrapped around his finger while simultaneously knowing how to push each and every one of my buttons. He is an amazing mix of smart, athletic, focused, silly, and a complete sweet heart!</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">That smile just melts me! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I can't really recap the entire year or we would be here all day so I will talk about what my three year old is like right this very minute:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">School - Noah is still going to school twice a week (Monday & Wednesday) and absolutely loves it. He is completely thriving and it is so fun to hear him just blurt out random things he has learned at school. Mostly it is in the form of songs but occasionally he will tell me something like, "it's fall, Mama" and I realize it is because they talk about it at school. I love to see his enthusiasm to go to school each morning and the excitement that he takes away from the classroom is absolutely magnetic. His teachers tell me he is a "quiet observer" most of the time (this is not surprising...while he can be wild at home he is pretty mellow in bigger social situations) but that he recalls the smallest details and can definitely remind people of rules or exactly how things should be going! My little rule follower/enforcer. Hopefully his healthy <strike>fear</strike> attention to authority continues into his teens! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">He has gotten much more interested in arts and crafts. He will actually focus on a project and enjoys cutting, stickers, painting, and gluing. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Friends - This is also mostly a result of school. Seeing Noah develop real friendships is a really fun thing to watch. I love to see him interact with his little buddies and talk about them long after they have been separated. Mostly he is focused on what toys they have at their house or what sport they played together ("I do fast running with Cole & Reed!") but he gets genuinely excited to see them and definitely has made connections with certain kids all on his own (versus the days of just playing with whoever mom wants to hang out with!). </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">A few of his buddies at his small party. I had planned a big shin dig but opted to cancel that and just go for a small gathering at home. He tends to get overwhelmed by large crowds right now so we wanted to make sure he was happy and comfortable on his big day. For the record, we weren't allowed to sing happy birthday, clap, and he was more than ok with Cole blowing out his candle! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Potty Training -If there were medals being awarded for potty training, Noah would get a gold...and maybe like 5 of them, just for good measure. We talked up the whole, "when you're three you go in the big boy potty" thing like, to death. So when the weekend rolled around after his birthday and we took the plunge we were met with very little resistance. I won't go into all the details of our method, etc. but he ended up only having one accident Saturday morning (playing outside) and has had <i>zero</i> since then at home. He had a rough first day back at school on Monday (one, and a half...made it to the bathroom but not quite to the potty, accidents) but that was my fault as I rushed him through drop off and didn't really show him the potty set up. Fast forward to Wednesday and he made it through school with zero accidents. We have also done a number of outings and had friends over to play and he is able to tell us, or just go, when he needs to. So, ultimately two accidents thus far. Clearly, I'm a proud mama bear!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Paci - Noah still has his paci for naps and bedtime. We thought about taking it away but realized that it isn't causing him any more harm (damage is already done from an orthodontic state as long...well, currently...it needs to be gone by 4) so we'll take our time with this one. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">We may go round and round from time to time but he makes me the happiest and proudest Mom on the planet! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Bed/Crib - Noah is also still in his crib. We, again, thought about moving him to a big boy bed but decided to hold off. First, he has never climbed out of his crib, or even tried. Second, I am SO not ready to lose any more sleep. I need a few months of <i>solid</i> sleep before I am willing to mess with Noah's night sleep! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">The big progress recently was getting a pillow in the bed and ditching the sleep sack in favor of a blanket. Baby steps! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Why? - Oh.my.gosh. This is like Noah's anthem right now. It can be out of true curiosity or just to be a stinker of a three year old. Either way, I hear this about a million times a day. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Eating - I would say Noah is a typical three year old. He like anything that is starch &cheese plus hotdogs and chicken nuggets. Of course there are the random things he'll eat, like salmon, but mostly it is just a challenge to get veggies in him (we sneak in a lot with smoothies and squeezies though) and he will gobble macaroni like it is the last thing on earth! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">The spread at Noah's birthday party. He wanted a train on his cake so I kind of ran with the theme! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Sleeping - Oh my wonderful first born. He is the best. He still naps most days for 2-3 hours (although he can easily skip it if needed and occasionally asks to skip it) and goes to bed every night between 7:30 and 8pm. He wake up to greet the day anywhere from 6-8am. I haven't quite figured out the science on why this moves around so much but when he wakes up, opens his door and turns on his light (all from inside his crib), it is go time! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">"Mom, carry me!"</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Noah's Stats: </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Height - 37 inches (39th percentile)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Weight - 29 pounds (21st percentile)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">BMI - 14.89 (15th percentile) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Our old pediatrician had a fun little equation that based on a three year old's height you can calculate what they will likely top out at. Noah came in at 5'9". Obviously, this isn't exact and time will tell but it isn't unlikely based on Scott & my heights. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">These two are two peas in a pod. Watching Noah's love for sports grow and his requests to take Scott in the family room and "watch football, Dad" absolutely warms my heart.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">The reason he is a string bean...he never.stops.moving!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Fears - I have touched on this before but my guy has some pretty major fears. Far and away, number one is mascots. Or really anyone in costumes. There was a parent dressed up at Olaf at Noah's school on Halloween and we had to make an emergency exit from the premises. It is pretty much a full body reaction to seeing these characters and the fall out can last for a few minutes or days. Luckily, we seem to be making progress on the rest of his fears but our guy is definitely sensitive and you won't be seeing him sitting on Santa's lap this year! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">After evacuating the parade where Olaf was. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">About an hour later and the terror continued (this was because I wouldn't hold him and expected him to actually walk on the floor in our house...fall out I tell ya). </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">And about an hour after the above photo! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Sometimes I feel like there are two Noah's...the one at home and around his close friends/family, and the extremely cautious guy that other people tend to encounter. For example, I knew picture day at school was going to be a challenge for him. The whole set up, a stranger asking him to do something, pictures in general, was all just asking for him to melt down. And, sure enough, I got a call from the school that he was having nothing to do with it and they needed me to try and get him to take the picture. A little bribery and we officially got <i>something</i> on film! BUT, that guy is a totally different boy than the silly, rambunctious, chatty, and hilarious boy that runs around our house. He has energy for days, is smart as a whip, and is really the happiest kid on earth. He just clams up a bit when he encounters new people or any authority figures that aren't me and Scott. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">My nervous, shy guy. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">And this one! Such a goofball. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Noah's heart is pretty much the biggest ever. In the middle of the whole picture debacle he turned to me and said, "Mama, I just love you". And, in that moment, he could have had anything in the entire world (he got a giant hug and kiss!). He is also the sweetest big brother in the world, well, 98% of the time. He gets really concerned when Cooper cries and rarely gets jealous of the attention Coop needs. Hands down, Noah gives the best snuggles ever and it will break my heart when the day comes that he doesn't want to snuggle up and watch Curious George with me any more. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I could write forever about Noah. He makes me so incredibly proud every day. He also makes me laugh every day. He also makes me want to pull my hair out at least every other day ;-). Three is proving to be a bit of a doozy...he is quite opinionated and isn't afraid to make that known. BUT, the good and fun far outweighs the challenging and I look forward to seeing him continue to grow into the amazing little boy he is becoming. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Off to year 4! </span></td></tr>
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<br />Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-52352898282592855442014-10-23T21:17:00.001-06:002014-10-23T21:21:39.117-06:00Cooper: 5 months<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Love this face!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Height & Weight</b> - </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Height: 26"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Weight: 16.6 lbs.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">(He is the same height as Noah at this age but has two pounds on our first born!!) </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Love wearing this little guy when we are out and about!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Eating</b> - Cooper <i>loves</i> food. Like seriously, there is not enough milk in the world for my boy. I am 99% sure that my milk supply is going down so we are supplementing a lot of his feedings during the day with a little extra breastmilk in a bottle if he still acts hungry. This usually adds up to about 6oz. of bottle milk each day on top of a handful of nursing sessions. Before bed he GOBBLES 8oz. of formula. It is rare that he will turn down a bottle! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Solids are another story. We have tried oatmeal and pears and he pretty much acts horrified the entire time I try to feed him. He turns his head away from the spoon every single time! I am sure that if we offered him solids every single day he would probably start to get used to it but we aren't very consistent (poor second baby) so it will likely take longer. I'm not feeling any pressure or concern and know that we'll get there in time! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Seriously, mom?! Where's the bottle?</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Sleeping (naps)</b> - Progress! I made a commitment to get serious about this while Scott was out of town and I had my mom here to stay with him for all naps and it was like he knew and just magically started taking hour long naps in his bed! No crying, just did it. I think being able to sleep on his belly made a big difference here. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We'll still cheat and have some snuggles from time to time. That face is too precious! </td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Sleeping (night)</b> - We're getting there! Since our return from vacation we have settled back into a nice routine of one wake up a night (he sometimes tries to get up at 3 but a paci and some back rubs and he'll go back to sleep until 4/4:30). With his aforementioned monster daytime appetite he absolutely does not need to eat in the middle of the night! When he nurses it is for about 1 minute before he starts popping on and off and after putting his paci in he goes to back to sleep. We just need to get tough and do a few nights of crying and we will officially have two boys who sleep through the night! I kind of can't wait. Monitors are hooked up, just need to commit. Hopefully by our six month update there will be a lot of great sleep to report. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Clothing</b> - We are solidly in six month clothes and even some 6-9. He is also already in size 3 diapers (Noah wears a 4!)!! I mentioned his noggin in my last post, but he is wearing hats meant for 1.5-2.5 year olds! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Thank goodness he fit into his Cardinals onesie! Unfortunately it didn't bring us enough luck though :-(.<b><br /></b></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>New this Month</b> - Rolling over from back to front. He discovered this shortly after our return from Tahoe and has not stopped since. He made his first roll in the middle of the night and definitely surprised himself (and me when I went to get him out and found him on his belly). BUT, it only took him about one night to realize that is his preferred sleeping position. He immediately flips to his belly and seems to be sleeping much more soundly than before. It is also fun to watch him roll around while he plays and pop his little head up to say hello! He gets a bit frustrated whenever he rolls to far and finds himself against a piece of furniture though ;-). </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I left him on his mat with the closet door closed (he likes to look at himself in the mirror). I went and switched the laundry and came back to find him like this. Rolling and apparently opening closets now!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Cooper Likes</b> - People. Toys are fairly interesting, but he loves nothing more than to have people talk to him. He also adores Noah! One thing we have mastered this month is the ring sling. We <i>love</i> it. Coop rides along happily and has even zonked out on a number of occasions! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Snuggled in his sling at Kristina & Nick's wedding.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">These two...not really enough words for how they fill my heart. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Cooper Dislikes</b> - Being hungry. This is really the only thing that makes him upset! He is the happiest baby ever! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">This is the face he makes when he is hungry. He starts sucking his bottom lip as a subtle indication that a meltdown is coming if he isn't fed soon!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">**I swear Scott still exists! Not sure why we didn't get any pictures of him with Coop this month but I plan to rectify that in the coming weeks! </span>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-22502251972781183922014-10-16T22:40:00.000-06:002014-10-16T22:43:23.033-06:00wedding tour 2014<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Look at me! As promised, I am actually going to recap our vacations! We packed two cities and two weddings into 14 days...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Our trip to St. Louis was originally planned based on Katie's wedding. It turned out that it was also Cooper's first trip back so we got to make an extended vacation out of it. This meant that I got the "opportunity" to fly out to St. Louis alone with both boys (Scott joined us a week later as we stayed for 10 days). </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">My crew and our luggage. Scott helped me get it in the door ;-). </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">The flight actually went ridiculously smooth. Noah is a rockstar flyer and Cooper apparently is already following in his big brother's footsteps. The most entertaining part was probably when all three of us got to journey to the airplane bathroom together!</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Snack and an iPad...the keys to airplane success! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">And this guy...he's just always happy! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Once we arrived we wasted no time filling our schedule! We had two sides of the family to introduce Coop to, plus lots of close friends to see. This trip to St. Louis was extra nice because both of my parents are now retired so we got to spend a ton of quality time together.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">And with my dad's mom. How lucky are my boys to have two Great Grandmas to snuggle them?!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Playing chase with Grandma!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">St. Louis is full of amazing places to take kids. We opted to visit the zoo and Museum of Transportation this time around but I look forward to adding to that list as both boys get a little older. Noah <i>loved</i> both experiences. He was especially excited to see the elephants at the zoo as San Francisco doesn't have any and we have been promising him elephants for months! Every time I go back to the St. Louis Zoo I am seriously impressed by just how amazing it is. Again, so excited to keep taking the boys as they grow. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Watching the seals with Papa. Two peas in a pod!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Seriously, best zoo ever. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">He couldn't be bothered to take his eyes of his beloved elephants! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Museum of Transportation. Noah was really excited to get to climb in a caboose (and I love hearing him say it!)</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">He and Jillian are amazing friends and playmates. They pick up right where they left off no matter how long they go without seeing each other. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">We tried to go apple picking. Noah freaked out about a tractor and we ended up picking exactly zero apples. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Of course, taking two boys out of their routines and home doesn't exactly mean that we were all super rested this vacation! Noah travels really well and adjusts to the time change pretty seamlessly. Cooper was a bit of a different story. I know one day he'll be easy peasy but this trip left me waking up a time or two extra a night and him needing to be held a lot. Luckily there was time for extra naps with all the extra hands on deck!After a week of bachelorhood, Scott joined us in St. Louis for the main event...Kate's wedding! Katie and Chris got engaged on Christmas Eve and we have been waiting for this day ever since. All of the festivities were perfect (I expected no less with Kate in charge) and it was such a fun weekend celebrating an amazing couple.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">My very hot date! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Right before the ceremony! Kate looked stunning!! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">After a night of partying like we were in college again, it was time to head back home. We loaded up our ridiculous amount of luggage and boarded our flight home...thankfully with an extra set of hands this time (although both boys delivered another great flight).</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">A new Ducati toy, just like Papa's, also makes flights go off without a hitch!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Seriously, who packs this much?! And my parents really have almost everything we need at their house already!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">We landed late Sunday night and pulled a few necessities out of our luggage but left 98% of our bags packed and strewn across the house as we were off to Tahoe on Wednesday...</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">All of this went in the car. Plus all four of us. The angle is bad but that is 4 suitcases, two pack n plays, golf clubs, two coolers, a Boppy, and a handful of misc. smaller bags! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Somehow we packed a ridiculous amount of luggage (seriously, how is it possible that two small people require so.much.stuff?) into the car with zero room to spare and hit the road. We lucked out on traffic and made fairly good time. We had to make two stops, one for food for the big people, and one for food for Coop, and by the time we made it to Truckee everyone was climbing the walls of the car.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Something about a trip to Tahoe makes In N Out a necessity. It is the only time I ever eat fast food and it is sooooooo good! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Really glad I had the whole fam with me for this pit stop. It was a little eerie!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Guess what, Grandma & Papa were there! And thank goodness they were. I really don't know how we would have managed the logistics of this wedding without them. I was a bridesmaid, Noah was a ring bearer, and Scott was the officiant which kept us pretty busy. We kicked of the festivities almost the moment we got there as the bride-to-be bunked with us on Wednesday night. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">We made it! Could the lake be prettier?!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">It was pretty much mandatory to get pre wedding massages! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Noah and his two favorite people on earth! I am good for snuggles but these two deliver all the fun!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">A little fun at the lake on Friday morning. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Coop caught a few zzzzzz's.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Nervous Noah sticking close to Grandma. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Once again, we celebrated an incredible couple who mean the world to both of us. My brain and eyes are tired from the length of this post so I am going to let the pictures continue to speak for the amazing weekend we had.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Friday night we were treated to a pre-pre-wedding dinner at Sunnyside. Noah was obsessed with all the boats. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Coopie in his new hat. I brought a bunch of his hats with me and not a single one fit!! I had to run out and grab this one and it is sized to fit a 1.5-2.5 year old. Love my boy and his big noggin! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">The welcome dinner the night before the wedding was at the incredible Martis Camp. Kristina and Nick organized all kinds of fun games for the guests as you can see above! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Look at this matchy family! I intentionally dressed the boys the same...it was seriously just happenstance that Scott & I matched too!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Kristina and Nick thought of absolutely everything and pulled off an amazing wedding in an unbelievable setting. We had so much fun the entire weekend!</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Ah the life of a breastfeeding bridesmaid! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Noah spying on the set up below. Those suspenders are just too much! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">The beautiful bride and me!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">These two pretty much made all of these weddings possible for us. Not to mention it was just great to celebrate with them! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">"Hold hands, Mama". The mantra of his life right now. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Finally, it was time to pack up our family and head home and get back to our normal routine. We actually managed to make it all the way home with <i>zero</i> stops!!! It definitely feels good to be home but I still can't believe the weddings are over. It has been so much fun planning with these ladies and it was so special to be a part of their big days.</span><br />
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Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-22479399169602920272014-09-30T22:07:00.002-06:002014-09-30T22:07:42.109-06:00Cooper: 4 months<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Apparently we are sticking with monthly blog posts for the time being! I always have the best intentions of blogging more often but by the time we get the boys down for bed all I want to do is snuggle up with my hubby and watch some TV. That said, let's talk about what we've been up to the past month (and more specifically, what Coop's been up to).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Doctor Updates: </b>He is developmentally right on track and the doctor was impressed with his desire to stand and just how strong he is. Something tells me we might have another early walker! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">We also got the ok for sleep training and starting solid foods. We are waiting for both until after our next trip but after we settle back in we are going to start working on sleep and getting him into his room with his brother! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">We were also a little worried that Coop might be allergic to Nana. While the doctor said it is a bit premature for allergies, he said getting him out of our room (where she sleeps) and into his room should be helpful. We can also start Claritin at six months. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">One shot this month and he barely whimpered! He is such a trooper and spent the rest of the day as happy as ever! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">15lbs. 10oz. (45th percentile) </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Head: 44.7cm (99th percentile!!!!)<strong> </strong></span> </div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><strong>Eating: </strong>This was a big change this month. After tormenting myself over it, we decided to introduce one formula bottle daily for Coop. With all of our obligations over the next month or so I needed to be able to store more breastmilk. The trade off was giving him formula for his last bottle of the day. I was a mess leading up to the decision but once he gobbled up his first bottle it was like it was never a big deal. He still breastfeeds all day (and night) and I have a healthy stock of milk in the freezer for when I have to be away. I actually think that this decision could lead to a longer nursing relationship for us as I feel so much more free and relaxed about it all. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Whew, beyond <i>where</i> his food is coming from, he is eating like a champ. We nurse on demand throughout the day and he eats anywhere from every 2-3 hours. I am much more relaxed with this this time around. With Noah, I would be baffled if he was hungry before he "should" be. This time, I just feed him whenever he feels so compelled and we are both happier for it! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><strong>Sleeping (naps): </strong> I don't think Coop even knows what a nap is. His nap schedule is anything but. We pretty much just go with a morning nap about an hour after he wakes up and then he sleeps again throughout the day after about 2 hours of being awake. It's definitely hard to establish a routine with pick ups, drop offs, errands, and Noah's activities! I imagine when he is old enough to go to 2 naps a day we will settle into a routine. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><strong>Sleeping (at night): </strong>Coop goes down for the night at 7:30pm (after bath and bottle) and typically sleeps until 2am. Then he makes it to 5am. Then 7am. We had a little fun with a four month sleep regression where he wanted to wake up at 11, 12, eat at 2, and generally just be held all.night.long. I think we have turned the corner on this but it was a rough few nights. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Noah loves his brother more and more each day. Coop is completely obsessed with Noah! It makes my heart so happy to watch this bond grow. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><strong>Clothing: </strong> My giant baby is in 3-6 month or 6 month clothes. This is such a difference from Noah as Noah was always (and still is) behind his age in clothes. I swear I get new clothes out and he is too big for them one day later. I absolutely love it! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><strong>New this month: </strong>Formula. Almost rolling over! First airplane flight. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><strong>Cooper likes: </strong>Chewing his hands! He always has his hands in his mouth and is becoming a bit of a drooler. He also just loves people, especially his brother. The thing that makes him the happiest is having someone to goo and gah at! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I got this while I was getting ready for Kate's wedding. Fun to have some grown up time but so hard to be away from this face!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><strong>Cooper dislikes: </strong>Not much. He is a really, really happy baby. I think he is like most babies (and adults for that matter) in that he doesn't like being hungry or tired! Otherwise, he is a pretty even keeled guy. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Ok, I am going to commit to another post to talk about our St. Louis trip! It's definitely a trip to remember so I am really going to try and get that post written ASAP! </span>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-14940317216061521222014-08-28T21:47:00.001-06:002014-08-28T21:47:36.269-06:00Cooper: 3 months<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Sorry for the absence. I will blame it on the following:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">1. I have a three month old and a 2.5 year old. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">2. Breaking Bad (we are devouring episodes nightly and I can't tear myself away to blog).</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">3. My laziness when it comes to uploading pictures to my computer. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">A quick comparison shot to begin... </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Coopie. I think they look about 2% alike.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Now, onto the update...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Sleep - Whoa. We thought we were going to have the best sleeper ever (is this another famous last words situation or what?!). It is true that we have yet to have to "Happiest Baby on the Block" Cooper. He goes down for the night like a dream (contrary to Noah that took <i>a lot</i> of convincing to fall asleep). However, he absolutely refuses to <i>stay</i> asleep for too long. Around two months he was waking at 2 and 5 to nurse. This was doable and I figured he would keep pushing that 2am feed later. HA! Try the other way around. Last night he woke up at 12:45 and no amount of rocking, patting, pacing, snuggling, was going to make him go back to sleep. So, I finally threw in the towel at 1 and fed him. He was up again at 4. And then 5:30. By 5:50 I had him back in his bed with a pillow over my head and was officially handing over the reins to Scott. He awoke at some point because I finally rose to him <i>screaming</i> at 7:30 ready for some food. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I made the mistake of going back and reading what Noah was up to at 3 months. Sleeping from 8 to 3, then until 6. All this did was frustrate me and I am having a hard time reconciling that Cooper has different needs and is <i>only</i> 3 months old so I just need to stick it out. I keep trying to rush the sleeping process and have threatened that I am going to let him cry it out (don't worry, only to push the feeding, not stop all together at this point). But, I always cave and know that neither of us are ready for that step. He's just too little. And 2 seconds after my frustrations pass, I am happily spending a few extra minutes soaking him in in the middle of the night. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">As you can tell, the sleep thing is frustrating. And that doesn't even touch on naps. NAPS! Second babies are hard. I have read every imaginable schedule but none work with Noah's schedule or a realistic look at our life. Once Cooper gets a bit bigger and has two daily naps, it will work, but right now the main victory is that when we <i>are</i> at home, all naps take place in his bed. We eliminated napping in arms which means that naps are much shorter but I think this policy will do us good in the long run. He currently naps about 4 times a day and for around 45 minutes each. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I can't talk about sleep any more...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Weight - My little guy is plumping right up! He is about 14.5lbs. I don't know for sure as we didn't have a doctor's visit to get a true weight but our bathroom scale clocked him here. It is pretty amazing to me that breastmilk has taken him from 8lbs 3oz to 14+ in a matter of 3 months. He is such a little chunker with a giant head and it kind of blows my mind the way the human body works in the baby department sometimes!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Speaking of...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Breastfeeding - Yet another topic I could ramble on and on about. But I'll try to keep it brief. Mainly, I don't mind breastfeeding as much this time around. The day time sessions are easy peasy and I don't think twice about it. Actually, it is all fairly painless aside from the milk storage situation. Instead of pumping twice a day as I did with Noah, I am only pumping once. What this means is that my "stash" of milk is significantly less than it was with Noah. What I pump at night goes towards the next night's bottle (the boy can down 7-8oz. before bed) so I rarely have any extra to freeze (usually an oz or 2). While this isn't a big deal 90% of the time, sometimes I need a date night, girls night out, or have to attend 3 weddings (true story...watch out september/october!) and there will be a varying degree of alcohol consumption involved. So, my stash is going to start depleting and I need to make some sense of what that looks like for me and how I feel about it. I guess the moral on breastfeeding is that physically, it's a-ok, mentally, it's a tough one. More on this another time. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Noah is fascinated by the pump. He really like to pump his "elbows". </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Life with two - This is really the easiest part currently! Other than bed time routines, I don't really feel that much more stressed out with Cooper in tow. Bedtime routines are a bit of a circus and "all hands on deck" situation but for the most part, both boys are kind to their mama and we all get a long just fine! I have come to the conclusion that two kids isn't really hard, having a three month old is the hard part! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">It's very rare Noah falls asleep in the car. Love my two sleeping babies. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Cooper - Aside from the sleep thing, Cooper is a fantastic baby. He really has such a great disposition and the number one thing he wants is for people to talk to him. His little face lights up and gives the gummiest, happy, smile when you goo and gah at him. He can get moderately agitated if you walk away and he is starting to get bored with his current toys (Bjorn Bouncy & Activity Mat). He is also currently developing a strong desire to be held on a regular basis. I see a sling in our future! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">His head might be in the 99th percentile, but he sure is strong.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">He is actually starting to become deliberate with his hand movements and has started grabbing his toys and trying to make sense of what to do with them. Usually it ends in frustration but he is getting there! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I am sure I am forgetting a million things but that seems to hit the high points right now. Life is sleep deprived but happy around here!! </span><br />
<br />Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-91677780331858310162014-08-03T17:33:00.004-06:002014-08-03T21:56:34.351-06:00Famous last words...<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">As you read in my last post we were feeling very confident about this parenting two kids things. Settling into a groove and patting ourselves on the back. HA! That is always a recipe for disaster, right? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">First, let's rewind back to all the FUN happenings and then we will get to the not-so-fun part. To begin, Allie came to visit!!! It was such a treat to have her in California. Unfortunately she had to leave Eli, Jillian, and Justin at home, but it made for a very mellow trip of getting to catch up and love on her baby, Cora. We didn't really <i>do</i> much other than hang out around Menlo Park and relax. Once the babies are a bit bigger we will get them all out here and conquer the Bay Area one attraction at a time. The only real bummer about her trip is that it came to an end and we had to send her back to St. Louis. Noah loved having Allie here (she is fantastic at playing!), and I just wish with all my heart we lived closer. There is nothing like a childhood best friend. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">The day after Allie left we got more visitors! My parents and Katie both landed the following day. Katie and I set to work immediately to plan last minute details for her bachelorette party that weekend. While I wasn't able to leave for the entire weekend (a two month old, breastfeeding, baby pretty much makes that unrealistic), I was able to sneak away for Friday day/night in Napa to celebrate Kate! It was a seriously fun day of wine tasting and adult conversation. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I failed to mention that my parent's visit started with a trip to urgent care for my mom (foreshadowing?!). She got stung by a bee (foreshadowing?!) the day before they flew and the above was the situation when they landed. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">A quick little side note about that Friday...I <i>almost</i> stayed home. Friday night was rough for my little Cooper as he had a really stuffy nose and a bit of a cough. I was really nervous to leave him but Scott gave me the kick I needed to go. I am glad I did as he did great while I was gone and seemed much better when I got home. Famous.Last.Words.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">After a few days of fun with Grandma and Papa, Tuesday arrived. We went to Cooper's two month check up at the pediatrician and got his first shots. He still had a bit of a cold but the doctor said his lungs sounded great and he was his happy, smiley self. He rocked his shots and had no noticeable reactions after coming home. No extra fussiness, fevers, etc. Just business as usual. We gave Coop his bottle and sent him off to dream land at about 9:30. At 11pm I awoke to him seriously a mess! He was making horrible breathing noises, coughing, and was super congested. These early minutes are a bit of blur but I know after trying to nurse, cuddle, rock, walk, I decided I needed to get him into a steamy room so I had Scott turn on the shower so we could sit in there and hopefully help some of the gunk clear out. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Success! After sitting in the bathroom for 15 minutes he seemed much better and fell asleep in my arms. We were both pretty toasty so we left and I laid him back down. The happiness lasted for about 5 minutes before the horrible sounds came back. Mostly he sounded like a seal who couldn't breathe (clincal name: stridor). Truth: I started to panic. I tend to be fairly calm in "emergent" situations but I looked at Scott and said, "I don't know what to do". He was cool, calm, and collected (as usual) and told me to call my mom over. She came over and after a few more minutes of all of us trying to sort out what was wrong we decided it was time to see a doctor. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">This was far and away the worst part of the night. My mom and I scrambled into clothes (Scott wasn't able to come as he was predisposed with a medical prep that required him to stay close to a restroom...I'll leave you to your own conclusions there!) and we then attempted to get Coop into his carseat. It.Was.Awful. He freaked out, cried harder than I have ever heard, couldn't breathe well, was foamy at the mouth, his mucus was out of control...it was just plain bad. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">We made it to the Stanford ER and they wasted no time getting us into a room. Side note, the ER at 1am is a not-so-fun place. You don't go to the hospital just for fun at this hour :-(. ANYWAY, we immediately started seeing doctors, nurses, interns, med students, etc. Standford is a teaching hospital so for every one person you see, you see about four. We recounted the night's events and timeline of Cooper's cold at least 10 times while in the ER. During this time, they also did deep suction (that royally pissed Coop off, but it made a huge difference), and hooked him to up to heart and oxygen monitors. His heartrate was pretty high at this point but oxygen sats were great (a relief after hearing how labored his breathing was). </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">We were all so tired and Coop kept trying to sleep and even kept trying to smile between all the people checking him out. He truly was a perfect little patient. At some point they wanted to start an IV as his heartrate was still a bit high for their liking (which can apparently be a sign of dehydration). It wasn't mandatory at this point and so I decided to decline and just keep nursing him in hopes we could avoid a stick for our boy. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">By 4am they had made the decision to admit us and we were off to Lucille Packard to get our room (I made the decision that if they still wanted to start an IV upon seeing him upstairs, I would say ok). After a slight detour to the wrong wing, we got settled into 3West and started meeting our team. Again, teaching hospital, lots and lots of people! After seeing a doctor, or four, I went ahead and sent my mom home to help with logistics there and to make sure she got some rest. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">And then it was just Coopie and I. We did <i>a lot</i> of snuggling. And, luckily, no one ever mentioned an IV again. His heartrate would get slightly high but nothing crazy so we were able to avoid the stick! PHEW!!!! Early Wednesday morning the decision was made to go ahead and give him a dose of steroids as the leading theory (among about 25...RSV, pertussis, structural abnormalities, etc...) of what was wrong was Croup. It looked like Croup, and sounded like Croup, but apparently it doesn't really start showing up in kids until they are six months so they were all a bit perplexed. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">As the steroids began to kick in, we saw marked improvement in Cooper. He was resting better and nursing better as well. He still wanted to be snuggled so we spent most of the day in the recliner. I got a few minutes of sleep here and there but was <i>thrilled</i> to see Scott walk through the door at about 4:30pm that afternoon. Not only did I get to get a little sleep </span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">(still hard with staff constantly coming in and nursing)</span>, but it was also just nice to have him back by my side and be in it together. My parents delivered dinner later that evening and I finally got to see my big boy. I felt so bad that I just disappeared in the night so it made my heart so happy to get to see him, even if just for a couple minutes in the car (Coop was in "isolation" so Noah wouldn't have been allowed in the room). </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Resting. A fun fact, that night Scott and I shared that little bench bed. A far cry from our king sized bed at home! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">This is already really, really long, so I'll wrap it up. The steroids were a miracle worker. They kept us overnight Wednesday night for observation (I was very happy about this as Coop tended to get worse at night and I didn't want another ER trip) and we were discharged Thursday morning with a loose diagnosis of Croup and instructions to give him some TLC and follow up with our pediatrician. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Best part of the week...a cupcake date after school with my big boy...just the two of us!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Check.Check.Check. Follow up went great. As the steroids have worn off his cough has come back a bit, but <i>nothing</i> compared to that first night. He pretty much just sounds like a baby with a cold now. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">A few take aways from the whole thing:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">1. We were SO lucky my parents were here. I seriously don't know what we would have done otherwise. It was invaluable to have my mom with me (both for support and her nursing experience) and my dad back at home to keep Noah happy (Papa is his absolute favorite person). They were able to jump in and help with all of the logistics of the house, drop offs, pick ups, meals, etc. Someone knew what they were doing having all of this happen when it did. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">2. We are also incredibly lucky that Stanford is 10 minutes away from our house. To know that we were getting some of the best medical care in the country (as a result of geography!) was reassuring every step of the way. It was also kind of fun to feel like I was in an episode of Grey's Anatomy when the team did their rounds and talked through Cooper's chart! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">3. I am so grateful that our stay at the hospital was as short as it was, for supportive care only, and that we made it out without so much as an IV (steroids were given orally). Being on the pediatric floor of the LPCH made us count our blessings that was got to walk out of there after only one day with a healthy baby boy. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">So, now we have our first ER visit crossed off the list. Not exactly a fun thing to "accomplish" but probably something we were going to encounter at some point. I am just glad it all has a happy ending. Also, this all sounds extremely dramatic but, honestly, once we got past the rush to the ER portion, it wasn't all that horrible. We were in great hands and it was really just a lot of snuggling our little guy and allowing the medicine to do its job. Again, we are very fortunate. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Kind of. HA! We got home Thursday, and Friday my parents flew home. That night we were having dinner and the back door was open. We saw a fly buzzing around so I grabbed the fly swatter and sat back down. We saw it again and Scott got up to get him. Before he could, we noticed it was actually a bee. At that point it flew right into Cooper's head (in his rock n play) sat there, and stung him. I was literally two feet away from Cooper and couldn't get it off in time. SERIOUSLY?!?! What are the odds of this?! Coop screamed bloody burder and we immediately began Googling "bee sting in infants". Luckily he didn't have any kind of reaction but I spent the next few hours examining every inch of his little body for any sign of anything that indicated otherwise! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">That white dot is the baking soda paste we put on to hopefully draw out some venom. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">So, that concluded our crazy couple of weeks. Hopefully things can settle down a little bit now and we can resume our life as "a settled family of 4"! </span>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-13312041306160919362014-08-03T16:13:00.000-06:002014-08-03T16:13:02.536-06:00Cooper: 2 Months<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Here we are two months into this second time parenting gig. I might have said it before, but I'll say it again, how was one ever hard? I think about if we just had Coop and how <i>easy</i> life would be. That said, life with two is treating us really well and we are all finding our groove as a family of 4. Let's take this one family member at a time:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><u><b>Dad:</b></u> Scott is pretty much the best infant taker-carer-of EVER. He seriously has such a calm presence and really never flusters. Of course, he is equally amazing with Noah. Those two come up with such fun games to play together and the laughter I get to hear coming from outside or the other room makes me smile inside and out. I know Scott gets tired of the constant care taking that is currently going on around here. Having two kids on different schedules, one of which constantly needs something, doesn't exactly lend itself to kicking your feet up after a long day at the office. But, he never complains, steps right in to help, and even sends me off to Bar Method a few times a week. I keep promising him that it is just a few more months until we have our nights back (post 8pm that is!)!! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><u><b>Mom: </b></u>I am actually feeling pretty collected in this whole mom of two role. I have a really busy couple of weeks with a bachelorette party and shower I am throwing so I am feeling a little bit stretched in those areas, but as far as being "Mom", life is great. We have settled into a nice routine and despite the fact that I don't get to nap as frequently as I would like (read: almost never) the boys make it all worth it. That, and there's a glass of wine waiting for me after my 6pm feeding every night ;-). Speaking of wine, I can drink a glass of red and be ready to pump within a reasonable amount of time, but if I drink a glass of white, watch out! It pretty much just kicks me right in the rear and sticks with me for <i>hours</i>. Not sure what the difference is, but I'll be sticking to red as dumping milk on a Tuesday just makes me angry.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">We really need to get this boy swimming more. He had such a blast in the pool. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><u><b>Noah:</b></u> My big boy. First the bad, which is brief. We went through a little bit of a phase of anger/jealousy/frustration? right around 6 weeks. He would try to hit me whenever I was nursing Cooper and it was 100% for attention as he would look right at me, fake a swat, and then make contact if I didn't react. Luckily, it passed quickly and he is back to his charming self. We are dealing with a little bit of whining and some clingyness to his lovey, Bear, but both of those things are manageable and we take those in stride. One thing that is very interesting to me is that he often tells us he is "baby Noah" in a very sing songy, high pitched (i.e.-baby) voice. We just roll with it and call him Baby Noah and about 30 seconds later he states, "I'm not Baby Noah, I'm a baseball player!". He definitely knows that Baby Cooper gets a lot of attention but I also think the attention has evened out a bit lately so things seem to be settling down. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Overall, Noah is a dream. He loves school, plays so well with other kids (aside from a bit of "mine" and sharing issues...which seems totally age appropriate), and has the biggest heart. He has started giving us the biggest bear hugs before we leave the house or before bedtime and loves to give out kisses. His imagination is so fun to watch as well. He will play for hours with his toys and it is usually about motorcycles (thanks, Grandpa!), baseball, airplanes, or some kind of truck. He is just as physical as ever and the amount of jumping, running, and climbing he does makes me tired just to watch! He is a bit of a scaredy cat these days as well. While he loves things from afar, getting up close and personal with diggers (there was construction going on down the street), street sweepers, trash trucks, etc. makes him completely panic. That, and mascots. The boy is petrified of them and reminds us of this every chance he gets. He also informed me today that he doesn't like the Easter Bunny and doesn't want to sit on him. We will rule out sporting events and Disneyland for awhile ;-). But, come Christmas, he is getting a picture with the Big Guy!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">One more random thing about Noah that makes me smile right now is his obsession with mustaches. He tells me whenever he sees one and even pointed out a Pringles can in the grocery store and noted that the cartoon on the box had one. He apparently doesn't like mustaches either, but seems pretty obsessed with calling them out! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><u><b>Cooper:</b></u> This baby could not be better. I thought we had it good with Noah, but Cooper is such a laid back guy. He seriously only cries when he is <i>starving</i> and is otherwise happy to kick around on his play mat or snooze. I keep threatening to start Moms on Call to get a good schedule going, but just can't quite find the right time to start that rigid of a schedule (especially with such a flexible baby). Currently we rise for the day around 6:30 or 7, feed at 8ish, and then go with the flow of the day. Around 8:30 Cooper gets his bath and then we give him a bottle sometime around 9 and put him down for the night. He wakes like clockwork at 2:30 and 5 to eat but has figured out that it is time to go right back to sleep so we are only up for 30 minutes usually. His evenings have turned from fussy to seriously happy times. He is typically awake from about 6-9 and will happily sit in a bouncy seat while we fawn over him, cook, eat dinner, get Noah ready for bed, etc. He is becoming so much more alert and gives us such wonderful smiles and coos these days. I would not be surprised if he rolls over early as he loves to throw his weight around while he is playing on his mat.I should clarify that I mean roll over back to front...he mastered front to back at one month and nine days! </span><br />
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<u><b><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Stats:</span></b></u><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Height: 23.5" (57%) Same height as Noah. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Weight: 12lbs. 10.5 oz. (46%) 2 pounds heavier than Noah!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Head: 42cm (98%) This could account for those two pounds ;-)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Diapers: Size 1 during the day, Size 2 at night</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Clothes: 0-3 month items are hit or miss, 3 month items are a perfect fit! Noah was always behind the curve on clothes so it is a bit odd to have a true-to-size baby! </span><br />
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Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-28585404888141764352014-07-02T16:17:00.002-06:002014-07-02T23:51:53.474-06:001 Month Stats & mini update<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Seriously belated but I wanted to get them up here for my records. They were actually taken at one month, just haven't blogged them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Length - </b>21.75in (50 percentile)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Weight - </b>9lbs. 15.5oz. (44 percentile)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Head - </b>15.83in. (99 percentile!!!) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Diapers -</b> Size 1 (since day 2 of life!)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Blow Outs -</b> 1. Seriously, <u>1</u>. And this kid can deliver some serious results in the poo department. I think I owe this to going straight to size 1 diapers. We brought him home from the hospital in them and completely skipped the newborn size. They would have fit, but, the size 1s are doing some great things in the containment department. It's a bit like the night diaper theory...bigger diapers for overnight to contain more. Noah still wears a size up at night! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">And just for fun, a very quick update on both boys:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Noah</b> - He is a trooper. His life has been everything but consistent since Cooper came home. My parents come and go, Scott traveled for work, he has a new brother, school is on again/off again with new classmates (camp versus school year), etc. He has rolled with most of the changes and we are doing our best to keep as much "normal" as possible. His jealousy definitely rears its head from time to time, and mostly when I am nursing. I have had to get my expectations for him in check as sometimes I forget that he is 2.5 and that his emotions are extremely volatile and his "job" is to test boundaries regardless of the major life change that just happened. But, I seriously could not ask for a better boy. He is truly a gentle soul and is so loving 99% of the time. He has been amazing at independent play when he needs to and even plays baseball with himself (he plays ALL the positions) sometimes. I wish I could be two places at once but he now has a sibling and we are all getting used to the shared time. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">1+1=2! We have a little trouble getting him to hold up two fingers on the same hand! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Cooper</b> - He is such a good baby. He rarely cries. I really don't think that he has cried unless he is hungry, ever. He is kind of funny in that department as he will go from sleeping peacefully to waking up screaming with hunger. When he realizes it is food time, it is TIME! He really does go with the flow of our family and makes outings with Noah very painless. We are starting to implement something resembling a schedule in the evenings with a nightly bath, bottle, sleep sack, and bed. It seems to be teaching him that night is for sleeping (though he still feeds every 3 hours, he quickly goes back to sleep). He is not a huge fan of the paci which is both a blessing and a curse. It is a learning curve for me as Noah loved (and still does) his. I am actually happy he doesn't require it but I do worry about airplane travel without it...it is great insurance that you'll have a quiet kid on a long flight! Coopie is also a rockstar nurser. Efficient and not interested in just hanging out at the bar, if you know what I mean! Again, a blessing with a 2.5 year old acting out while I am incapacitated. Finally, he rolls from front to back. Tummy time lasts .5 seconds as as soon as I put him down he throws his giant noggin sideways and rolls back on his back! Sneaky little guy! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">He has the best blue eyes right now. I can't remember Noah's ever being <i>this</i> blue so I am hoping they stick around! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Overall, life is really really good. We are all settling in and sorting out life as a family of 4. More soon! July is a busy busy month! </span>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-77223768766585177572014-06-17T16:40:00.002-06:002014-06-17T16:51:26.428-06:00Cooper: 1 Month<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">How has a month passed already (ok, I'm 3 days early, but you get the idea)?! I can't believe it is the end of June OR that Cooper is a month old. I mean, we keep saying how big he is getting but the fact that time is passing so quickly is shocking. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><u>Must haves</u>: <span style="font-size: xx-small;">(I have realized these are all about baby containment or baby feeding...pretty much the basic needs of a 1 month old!)</span>:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/4Moms-mamaRoo-Plush-Infant-Seat/dp/B00JLI73ZM/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1403043805&sr=8-1&keywords=momaroo" target="_blank">Momaroo</a> - I broke down and bought one of these after having it on my "want" list since about 4 months pregnant. I couldn't justify the price tag but after a few generous gift cards came in as congratulations, and one very fussy day, I bit the bullet. This was the response 2 seconds after hitting "on"....</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Momaroo for the win! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Motherlove-10011-Nipple-Cream-1oz/dp/B0007CQ726/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1403043848&sr=8-1&keywords=motherlove" target="_blank">Motherlove</a> - As I mentioned in my last post, breastfeeding can be a bit painful at the beginning. There are a million creams and lanolin options but I find most of them too sticky. This stuff is amazing and I also use it on my pump to make it is a little less painful as well. </span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br /></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/My-Brest-Friend-Pillow-Sunburst/dp/B000HZEQSU/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1403043885&sr=8-3&keywords=my+breast+friend" target="_blank">My Brest Friend</a> - Take this to the hospital with you! I didn't take a nursing pillow with me when I had Noah and regretted it. This time it proved to make those early days of figuring everything out SO much easier. While I am definitely much better at nursing without this guy this time around, it makes it much more comfortable and easy, especially in the middle of the night. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Your new best friend! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Works as a nice little shelf for all the kids ;-).</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Medela-Pump-Style-Advanced-Breast/dp/B004HWXCJS/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1403043934&sr=8-3&keywords=medela" target="_blank">Medela Pump</a> - Seriously with the breastfeeding...sorry! Get a good pump. Don't buy a cheaper version to save money. You need the good one to save you time and get good results! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">This is my exact pump. We have a love/hate relationship but it is a great product! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Boppy-4300113K-2PK-Newborn-Lounger/dp/B00AIVNBN4/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1403043981&sr=8-1&keywords=boppy+lounger" target="_blank">Boppy Lounger</a> - Love this thing! We use it all.the.time. It is great for pre/post baths, dinner time, TV time (for the parents, not the infant!), etc... I have no idea what purpose the standard boppy serves as mine has lived in my closet for both of my boy's early days (I also find it worthless for breastfeeding...not supportive enough). </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Hello! I also recommend getting a cover for the lounger as it doesn't come with one and babies spit up...much easier to wash a cover than the whole pillow! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fisher-Price-Newborn-Rock-Sleeper-Yellow/dp/B00C2KW3FG/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1403044010&sr=8-3&keywords=rock+n+play" target="_blank">Rock n Play</a> - Noah was a spitter so this was such a peace of mind thing with him being slightly upright. With Coop, he didn't like it at first but now it is his bed and he is <i>starting</i> to sleep like a dream in it. I think they make fancier versions now that vibrate and rock themselves...I would definitely spring for the extra features if getting a new one but the standard guy works just great! Bonus points for being super portable! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Noah tries out every baby item that appears. Clearly not intended for your 2.5 year old! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Mustela-Facial-Cleansing-Cloths-cloths/dp/B001G73YQI/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1403044038&sr=8-2&keywords=mustela+wipes" target="_blank">Mustela Facial Cleansing Cloths</a> - We aren't great at getting Cooper in the bath daily, and, frankly, the doctor said not to at this point. However, he had a little baby acne start to creep up (Noah's was <i>horrible)</i> and so we started nightly wiping. It is almost gone and I feel slightly better about his hygiene ;-). </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Water bottle - The need for mass quantities of water is both a necessity and craving. Hopefully your hospital has a giant bottle you can take home, if not, find one you love as you will be attached to it. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><u>Updates:</u></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Night sweats - I forgot about these and they are awful! I can go from t-shirt, to no shirt, to long sleeve shirt all within about an hour. I can't remember when they end but I can't wait. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Life with two - We have officially been on our own this week and so far we are all doing good. If I get stressed things start to fall apart so the key for me is to leave extra time and stay calm (especially with Noah). This works well most days but school days are hard. Getting up and getting everyone fed, dressed, and finding the time to pump, all in time to get Noah to school by 9 is a challenge. I always feel frenzied! Scott has been a huge help on these days (and every day) by staying home longer in the morning to help me get everyone situated and out the door. I definitely prefer having a man-to-man defense going but when it's just me and the boys we do a-ok. We have even survived a few errands and a trip to gymnastics! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Cooper isn't a huge fan of the swaddle so we jumped to sleep sacks. Noah was <i>so</i> excited to see that they match!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Asparagus & chocolate - These are the foods I have determined I can't eat while nursing. Both have led to a pretty miserable boy the next day. Neither are proving too hard to live without thus far. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Schedule - We have none. I have started trying to put Cooper in our room in his bed after his last big bottle feeding. I also make sure his bath or face wipe happens at this time and put him in his sleep sack. So far, this has been going ok but some nights this is at 9pm, and sometimes at 11pm. I am considering starting the "Moms on Call" schedule. Anyone have experience with this or thoughts?</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">This has nothing to do with a schedule but we scored this double stroller free from our neighbors. Thank you for saving me $500! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Night owl - I am hoping starting a schedule with curb this a bit, but Cooper is a night owl. He does a good sleep from 9 or 11pm to 1 or 2am but then it is a battle to get him back to bed. Most nights this ends with him sleeping on me until his 5am feeding. We need to find some of this alert time during the daylight hours! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Brothers - Noah is my hero. He loves his baby brother SO much. He gets really mad when I ask him not to touch Cooper (while Coop is sleeping), and he pretty much thinks he makes all rules when it comes to the baby. He is beyond generous with his toys and often asks for Cooper to be laid down in his crib for a visit. They absolutely melt my heart together. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I never stage them for these pictures. Noah is obsessed with being about six inches away from Cooper's face! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Grunts - Cooper is the gruntiest baby EVER! He doesn't cry a lot but the amount of grunting he does while both awake <i>and</i> asleep is unbelievable. I am still trying to figure out what they all mean but I guess I should just be thankful that grunting is his way of getting his point across! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Breastfeeding - Since that is pretty much the theme of this post, I'll go ahead and address it specifically. I.can't.stand.it. I find nothing rewarding about it and frankly I think formula is more convenient! I nursed Noah for 7 months and I am trying to do the same for Cooper but it seriously might be the straw that breaks my back. The nursing/pumping routine is just extra hard with Noah running around. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Hunger - Breastfeeding hunger is no.joke. I have actually gotten the shakes from being so hungry and it comes on like a freight train! I have the house stocked with bars and other easy to grab snacks because my patience wears extremely thin when I get hungry which isn't fair to any one...especially Noah who usually tries my patience the most in those moments! I also eat like 14 meals a day right now. I feel like this evens out a bit but right now I just live in a constant state of hunger! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I'll be back to add in an update on his stats after we see the doctor next week. Also, please forgive any typos...I am giving up a nap to type this so I deserve points just for that! </span>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-24891075514275828922014-06-08T16:03:00.001-06:002014-06-08T20:43:19.292-06:00Cooper: 2.5 Week Update<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Time is <i>flying</i>! After we got home from the hospital we pretty much hit the ground running. I can't really think in coherent paragraphs at this point so let's hit some bullet points of these week:</span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Bringing a second baby home is significantly different than bringing home our first. I feel like we fell into our routine much quicker and were less on edge. Scott and I both just seemed more relaxed with Cooper than we did with Noah. With Noah, I felt very tied down, a slave to the clock and breastfeeding, and really just the house in general. With Coop I am vaguely aware of the last time I fed him but pretty much let him set the schedule and sometimes that means he eats every hour and sometimes he goes for four. We got out of the house almost from the get go, and I was insistent on making life as normal for Noah as possible.</span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Noah...oh, Noah. I mentioned that I was super emotional about my big boy. Luckily, this has worn off and I don't cry daily! It's hard to describe but I just welled up every time I was with him...reading him books goodnight was like a sob fest! Poor guy was probably wondering what on earth was wrong with me. I think my hormones have evened out <i>and</i> I have probably realized that he gets more than enough attention still. </span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I was also a nut about trying to keep Noah's schedule/life as normal as possible. The week after we got home from the hospital I made sure that I was present at all of Noah's activities and for every pick up/drop off from school. I have no idea if this had any bearing on how he handled the transition but he has been nothing short of amazing. He tests us all from time to time, but then again, he is two so he would be doing that anyway! He loves his baby brother and asks to see him and give him hugs and kisses all the time. He also tries to feed him granola so we will be abiding by the "never leave the two unattended" rule very strictly! </span></li>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">The sweetness of Noah melts my heart. </span></td></tr>
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<li><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Wait, this is supposed to be about Cooper! </span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Nursing is going well. We had some latch issues the first few days home and rather than take a wait and see approach like I did with Noah I immediately called our lactation consultant and high tailed it over for a quick evaluation. One little piece of advice and we were well on our way to a successful nursing relationship. My advice to new moms, don't wait, go see someone if you have <i>any</i> questions. Breastfeeding is hard, it can be painful at the beginning, and it is extremely overwhelming guessing if your baby is getting enough food, gaining weight, etc. It is supposedly the most natural thing in the world, but a little professional help makes a <i>world</i> of difference. </span></li>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">He has this funny little patch of blonde (or grey) hair. I wonder if this is an indication of what is to come? </span></td></tr>
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<li><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">The first week of diaper changes is a real pain. In fact, it was pretty much a two man job around here to make sure that we avoided his umbilical cord, didn't pee on himself (or us), and tended to his circumcision correctly. Luckily, that was short lived and now it is a quick change routine around here! </span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Sleep. Oh sleep. The first couple of nights home we were up for every.single.peep. It definitely takes a few days to get used to all their noises and to stop being fearful that something is going to go wrong. I think once you get sleep deprived enough all you care about is closing your eyes again! As far as his schedule, he wakes every 2-3 hours for his feedings and we are getting more efficient at this whole nursing thing. For awhile we were up for an hour every feeding but now I would say it is more like 30 minutes. </span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">It is also amazing how much more relaxed we are this time around. With Noah, when he nursed in the night I was wide awake, we changed his diaper every time, and I was awake until he was fast asleep in his bassinet again. With Cooper, we only change his diaper if he's poopy, I am half conscious for his feeding, and I hate to admit the number of times I have set us up so he can just sleep on my chest. </span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">That said, Cooper did give us one good 24 hour period of feeling completely scared and like first time parents all over again. He began grunting SO loud that I didn't even have the heart to lay him down. He seemed ridiculously uncomfortable and went 24 hours without a bowel movement. We finally decided to take his temperature (more to hopefully stimulate his bowels than for the actual temp) and he was at 100.1. The good news is that we succeeded in making him poo, but the temp freaked us out as we were supposed to call the doctor at 100.4. Luckily, it began to go down and as of today he is a happy boy once again. It was definitely stressful and the amount of worrying that we all did was enough for an entire first month! </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">My recovery is going amazing. It took me about a week to feel comfortable going on long walks and as of two and a half weeks post partum I am back to Bar Method. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">That's my physical recovery. Mentally I am still coming back. I told Scott that sometimes it literally feels like I am out of my own body observing what is going on around me. I had the same thing with Noah and it is purely sleep deprivation. It happens in the evening and is the most frustrating because I can't make myself snap out of it. The only thing that helps is sleep. Luckily my mom and Scott don't mind, I just feel bad when we have visitors and I'm not my usual self. </span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Cooper has had two pediatrician visits and both went fantastic. We saw the doctor two days after coming home and then again for a weight check three days later. The comments from our pediatrician about his weight gain, "I am pleased with babies gaining 1 oz. per day, happy with 2oz. per day, and <u>ecstatic</u> to see that he has been gaining 3oz. per day". This made me <i>so</i> happy to hear as we had a hard time getting Noah to gain weight and Cooper seems to be a rockstar nurser. </span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Weight: 7lbs. 9.6oz. (46th percentile)</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Length: 20 in. He grew a whole inch in three days! HA! Just goes to show that the early length measurements have a little wiggle room. (56th percentile)</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Head: 36.5cm (91st percentile!!)</span></li>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">After his first bath. He hated it less than Noah but wasn't overjoyed by having his hair washed. </span></td></tr>
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<li><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Overall, we are second time parents and Coop is a second child. We have to remind ourselves that it has been a few days since he had a bath (versus Noah where we had to make ourselves wait to bathe him again), I have charted exactly zero feedings, poos, or pees (versus Noah where I had a timer and a physical log of all of these things for the first two weeks), he is rarely swaddled, and we are just generally much more cool, calm and collected. </span></li>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I can't believe I have two boys! I keep telling Scott, "we have two kids!!!"</span></td></tr>
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<li><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Finally...my parents. I seriously don't know where we would be without them...especially my mom. We are so fortunate that they both retired shortly before Cooper's arrival and my mom has spent an entire month here with us to help us get settled in. The amount of help she has given us cannot be quantified. And my dad is absolutely Noah's favorite person on the planet so having him here for Noah was unbelievable in that first week. Not to mention they took on some house projects that we have been putting off for months and between all of us the backyard/patio has never looked so good! </span></li>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Ok, this is incredibly wordy and long but I want to make sure I remember it all! Moving forward I will likely do monthly updates for Cooper but keep checking back as I really want to keep up with blogging! I love looking back on my Noah updates and want to make sure to always have this little record of our lives. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Date night! We escaped to Los Altos Grill for an <i>amazing</i> night together. I even got to have <u>2</u> glasses of wine. It felt like heaven. </span></td></tr>
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Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-90696879332129659832014-06-01T22:54:00.003-06:002014-06-01T22:59:39.933-06:00Welcoming Cooper: Part 2 {Brothers}<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Night one in the hospital was fairly painless. We actually opted to let them take Cooper to the nursery for a few hours so we could both get some good sleep and recover from the previous 24 hours. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Once daylight hit it was time to get ready to introduce Noah and Cooper. I was SO excited for this moment and had imagined it a million different ways throughout my pregnancy. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Well, it worked out more perfectly than I could have ever imagined. I have the whole thing on video but will stick to the still pictures for today...</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">When he came in the room he went straight for Cooper and said, "Baby Cooper!". He didn't even hesitate or seem confused by the fact that he was no longer in my belly...it was like he just "got it". </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">My heart might explode. He just wanted to stay on that chair and keep looking at him. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Wasn't Noah just this little?! Where does the time go? </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">We lured him away from Baby Cooper with the presents that his little brother had brought him. I am pretty sure the helmet would have been enough! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">But it came with a scooter (and apparently some really cheesy smiles by both of us! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I tried out an idea I saw on Pinterest with the name tag. News flash...I am not a professional photographer so it doesn't look nearly as good! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Pretty sure he did 101 laps up and down the hall. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Noah's visit was nothing short of perfection. It was hard to say goodbye to him but we had another night in the hospital to get through before we could come home to start life as a family of 4. I will hopefully touch on this in another post but I was very emotional about Noah in the days leading up to Cooper's arrival and for about a week post partum. As a matter of fact, it has only been in the last couple of days that I haven't welled up about something related to Noah. Silly because he has rocked this transition but I am just super sensitive about him. I digress...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Night two we didn't send Coop to the nursery which was probably good since they would have sent him right back. Two day old babies are a force to be reckoned with. Apparently their digestive systems undergo some major changes and as a result they like to nurse...a lot...to help ease the transition. It was a long night but we had made it to discharge day! Finally time to go home! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">The arrival home was also pretty perfect and Noah was once again completely smitten with his new brother. Well, for a few minutes and then he was on to the next thing. That is pretty much the story of home life...he realizes Cooper is around, gives him some snuggles (or a toy, paci, HIS bear, Cooper's lovey, etc...) and then moves on to the next thing. We don't push Coop on Noah and so far this has turned out to be a winning strategy. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">My wonderful husband got these adorable decorations for the house! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Please note the helmet. 10 seconds later, he was trying to climb in the car seat with Coop! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Noah wouldn't participate in a group shot (and, as I said, we weren't forcing anything on him) so we grabbed a quick one of the newest member and headed inside! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Also, I want to include a very giant THANK YOU to my mom who held down the fort for us while we were at the hospital. Noah could not have been in better hands and he was more than happy to spend a few days being spoiled by his Grandma (I mean, she makes macaroni for breakfast if you ask for it)! Not only did she make me feel 100% comfortable being away, she has been invaluable these first few weeks as we get used to having two kids to tend to! We just might not let her leave...ever. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I have thank yous for my dad, too, but that is up next in the first weeks at home recap! Other posts I hope to write...must haves for Baby #2 and what advice/things I wish I knew I hope to hand down to anyone who might be expecting</span>! Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-52887623714340811392014-05-30T15:49:00.002-06:002014-05-30T15:49:16.006-06:00Welcoming Cooper: Part 1<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0F1YFZk90ADve9D0bl9BGuEDuBh6dafs3QtowY0lqKScpmG6xowfQWSiT4WoPChZaV9TAXFPyBUqoxwQzlywbP-Low94ulaxuMbB3EwQDEa1wqQLny-3hlBMCqfjcpxzAI6Jfn4eyAUU/s1600/IMG_7525.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>Shortly after writing my 40 week post I started having contractions. Apparently the squeaky wheel gets the grease! I think I'll write this very similar to Noah's birth story in more of a timeline format:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Monday, May 19, 2014</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">2:15ish - contractions begin. It actually took me a handful to realize what was really going on as they felt much different than my contractions with Noah (induced and back labor). They were really mild and we were actually out running errands all afternoon as I attempted to time them. I would miss them here and there as I didn't notice them really unless I was sitting down. At this point they were about 12 minutes apart.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Evening - they definitely became more noticeable as the evening went on and I got increasingly more hormonal. I think the reality that Cooper was coming and that Noah wouldn't be my only baby kind of overwhelmed me in that moment. There were tears and a bit of snappiness on my part to my mom and Scott.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">It was fun to actually get to time contractions this time! My doctor actually developed an app called "Pregnancy Companion". I highly recommend it as it does so much throughout all of pregnancy. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">9pm-ish - Contractions had gotten a bit closer together (7 minutes or so) so we called the on call doctor and asked about hospital protocol. She said we could go in or wait it out until they were consistently 5-6 minutes apart. A trip to labor and delivery seemed premature so we all set off to bed to get absolutely zero rest. We were all on edge and, of course, my contractions also kept me awake. But, as I laid down, they spaced back out to 10-13 minutes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Tuesday, May 20, 2014</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">4:45am - Sleep was over. My contractions were getting much more intense but were still pretty erratic in timing. I had a few that were 5 minutes apart and decided it was time to pack up and head to the hospital.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">5:30am - We check into labor and delivery and start getting all hooked up. At this point I am 2cm dilated (same as at the doctor that morning) and contractions are continuing.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">7am - Nurse comes back in to check me after being monitored and, as I already knew, told me that my contractions had spaced back out. I was also still only 2cm dilated. She made a comment about sending me home and I lost it (again). Alligator tears. Luckily, she called my doctor and he said to keep me. PHEW!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">After a few hours of watching my contractions it was clear that we would need to intervene to get me into true active labor (which was a-ok by me). I really felt like my body was trying to get into labor itself and that Coop was ready to make his debut so we went ahead and hooked me up to some Pitocin.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Just hangin' around...waiting, waiting, waiting. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Labor the second time around was extremely mellow. Aside from a contraction that would make me say, "why would anyone sign up for this without drugs", it was a very uneventful few hours. We played cards, Scott went out to lunch, we FaceTimed with Noah. Knowing the drill made it all much less scary and I was very relaxed about the entire process. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> 1:30pm - Epidural time. While I wasn't in a place where I felt like I truly <i>needed</i> my epidural, the anesthesiologist was available and I didn't want to find myself in a situation where the contractions were getting seriously intense and he wasn't around so we went ahead and cut off feeling to my lower half. Our anesthesiologist was amazing and he make quick work of getting me on my way to happy labor. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">From there we spent more time waiting. I was Group B Strep positive so we waited for my two round of antibiotics to be complete before Dr. R came in to break my water. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">4:15pm - Dr.R broke my water and I was 4.5cm dilated. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">5:45pm - 10cm! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">We decided to let me labor a little longer to get Cooper down a little further before the pushing fun began. Luckily, they asked me about my delivery with Noah and upon hearing I only pushed for 20 minutes with Noah they made sure Dr. R was there when we started pushing. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">6:12pm - Dr. R arrives and makes the decision to give a few test pushes. It was all very casual with him simply sitting at the end of my bed (no stirrups, fancy positioning, etc...). He asked me to give my first push and said, "very nice". Ok, let's do one more. It was about halfway through that push that this occurred:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Dr.R - "STOP. Stop pushing." He then jumps up (this is a man who is cool as a cucumber at every moment...I have never seen him in a rush or even seem remotely flustered) and things get hectic...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Nurse - on the phone - "we need help in 304". She then runs to Dr. R and starts to get him in his delivery wear (gown, gloves, etc).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Scott - "My wife is a beast! She is serious about pushing!"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I laugh...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Dr. R - "Don't laugh. Don't push. Don't cough." </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I half laugh again.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Dr. R - "Seriously, stop laughing."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I took him seriously at this point and tried my best to barely even breathe. People were streaming in the room at this point and all hands were on deck where they should be. (Thankfully our nurse had gone ahead and set up the room for delivery earlier in the day or we would have been in a real pickle!)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Dr. R sat back down about 30 seconds later and said it was ok to give another big push...so I pushed again and he said, "TOO MUCH. TOO MUCH!". So I stopped and with another half push, Cooper arrived. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Cooper William Retchless</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">May 20, 2014 @ 6:15pm</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">8 lbs. 3oz. 19in. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">It was all very dramatic in a very hilarious way. I am so happy that my delivery room "drama" was that Cooper was coming fast. My labor and delivery was seriously a dream experience. I thought it was easy with Noah but Cooper proved me wrong. The entire day was relaxing, and the actual delivery itself could not have gone smoother. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Up next...Noah's visit and coming home. Can't guarantee when as I am in a delicate balance of blogging and sleeping right now! </span>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-15557063578531443852014-05-28T15:19:00.000-06:002014-05-28T15:19:03.554-06:00Pumpkin Retchless: Week 40<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Written May 19, 2014</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Hello due date! I am skipping the fields this week as there isn't a whole lot of reporting on the state of my uterus that hasn't already been done. That, and I am pretty sure you can guess how I am feeling at this point! But, just in case you thought I was relishing in carrying around a pumpkin and feeling all warm and fuzzy about watching (one of) my due date come and go...I'm not. I'm done. Coop is cooked and I am ready to meet the man of the hour.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">With Noah, I was a complete mental case and ended up getting induced the night before my actual due date. I was pretty sure that was where this pregnancy was headed as well. This weekend I had a near mental break down (which was thankfully abated by a double dose of exercise) that culminated in my wonderful doctor squeezing me in for an appointment this morning. Yesterday I was ready to check us into the hospital and get this party started. Today, I felt a little more patient and my appointment helped to solidify that feeling...a bit. I am still ready, but we put together a plan that helps me feel a <i>little</i> more in control of this process and I definitely have options for induction should I choose to exercise them. For now, we wait.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">The happiest news of the past week is that Grandma (i.e.-my mom) arrived. FaceTime is a wonderful thing as Noah recognized her the minute he saw her at the airport and there was little to none on the warming up scale. He has fully embraced having a new playmate around and happily gives out snuggles and kisses as Grandma demands ;-). It has also been a real comfort knowing that when I go into labor our childcare is sitting in the same room and there is zero instruction giving that will need to be handed out. That, and it is just nice to have her here in general! Being a 4.5 hour plane ride away from my parents is not one of my favorite things...as I have well documented on this blog.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">In and effort to keep busy we have tackled a number of household projects such as cleaning our a/c heating filters (we have lived here for 3 years and had never done it...it was scary how dirty they were) and power washing our outdoor furniture and flagstone. If Coop doesn't arrive soon I fear what other projects we might take on!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I think that about sums up the past week. A whooooolllllleee lot of waiting. We have tried every old wives tale in the book and had plenty of pep talks with Mr. Cooper but he has yet to get the message that he should come out and play now. In the meantime we will continue to soak up the relaxing moments, full nights of sleep, and quality time with our only child. All of our world's are about to be turned upside down so we are squeezing the life out of these last fleeting moments. </span><br />
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Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-73385625510542282142014-05-12T15:59:00.000-06:002014-05-14T15:20:15.275-06:00Watermelon Retchless: Week 39 <span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Size of Baby</b>: A "mini" watermelon. I don't really care what adjective is being used to describe a watermelon...it's a WATERMELON! </span><br />
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Lots...my non stress test was actually great because I loved the reassurance, hearing that Coop had dropped so at least maybe he is <i>thinking</i> of making an appearance**, and, non pregnancy related, Noah's Mother's Day celebration at school. As much as I wanted Coop to make an appearance this week, I was really hoping he would wait until after this event. It was so special to go to school and get to have a special little snack with my boy! It would have broken my heart not to be there. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">**I have decided that the whole due date, dilation, dropping, effacing discussion is nonsense. No one has any clue when these little humans are going to make their arrival and there is seriously no "trick" to making it happen (trust me, I've tried). Due dates should be handed out in much more general terms, such as, "you are due mid to late May". The last few weeks of pregnancy remind me a lot of my half ironman...taxing physically but much more painful from a mental perspective!! </span>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-88430648120222685022014-05-06T22:19:00.001-06:002014-05-06T22:19:53.840-06:00Leek Retchless: Week 38<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">No fields this week! I am going to give a quick rundown of the boy's room instead. But, first, the details of all things growing baby. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Well, he is still in there! My legs are starting to feel like they weigh 700 pounds but otherwise I feel pretty good. I told Scott I should be a Duggar and have 19 kids. Pregnancy agrees with me. I don't get sick, have good energy, very little aches and pains, etc... That said, I just enjoy non pregnant life too much to throw my hat in the ring for that! Two is good ;-). SO, I guess the main takeaway at 38 weeks is that I feel good, baby is healthy and happy, and we are just anxious to meet this little guy and start our life as a family of 4. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">And now, on to the room "tour". I should note that we moved every.single.piece of furniture in this room to every.possible.location when we ended up only needing to move the changing table. Apparently our spacial awareness is very poor as it took <i>moving</i> the furniture to realize it didn't work. Please note I am not a room stylist and this just happens to be how it looked at 4pm today (sun/light glares and all!). </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Seriously...I could have at least opened both windows! Love that rocking chair but in my current state it is seriously uncomfortable! Also, you can now see why we can't get a glider...zero space! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">And there you have it. Our boy's room. We have some serious space constraints so there are toys tucked in every nook and cranny possible but in the end I am really happy with how their shared space turned out. Eventually Noah's crib will convert to a toddler bed and when Coop is ready to make the move we will invest in some bunk beds! Of course, the wheels are already turning on their "big boy room"! For now, we just welcome our little bundle any time! </span>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14684840263516151196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887825622750286338.post-61807740105267754392014-04-28T14:02:00.003-06:002014-04-28T14:02:28.921-06:00Swiss Chard Retchless: Week 37<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Size of Baby</b>: Big enough to join this little family!! But really, probably around 6.5 or 7 lbs and 19+ inches. I am still in great fear of the size of his noggin! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b>Best Moment This Week</b>: Babymoon! We spent Monday through Wednesday on a last minute getaway to Napa and it was amazing. We ate like kings, Noah was a Saint, and it was so nice to just disconnect from responsibility for a bit. </span><br />
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