3 Months!

Charlie is 3 months old today. It seems like forever ago that I was childless but it seems like he has been here for so long. I'm happy to have graduated out of the first three months of which they say is the hardest. Charlie is a very good baby and good sleeper but the first couple months were rough. Right now Charlie loves to smile, sleep, eat, swat at toys, talk to the hanging animals on his bouncy chairs and sleeping in the car. Charlie is getting better at tummy time but it is still something he doesn't like to do for too long. Charlie doesn't like when we are in the car and we have to stop at red lights. He also doesn't like being in his car seat longer than he needs to be. He's sleeping 9-12 hours at night but we haven't set up a firm nap schedule yet. I need to work on that! We are very lucky to have such a happy baby (95% of the time).

On his 3 month birthday, we got his picture taken at The Picture People. Here are some of our favorites...

Bumbo!

Skinny Jeans & The 30 Day Shred

One of the big milestones after having a baby, for mom, is fitting into their pre-pregnancy jeans. Does this mean fitting into ANY pair of jeans, or your skinny jeans? Does it mean you can zip and button them, but you have a muffin top? If so, I have fit into my pre-pregnancy for weeks now. They don't fit as good as before, but I fit in them! The maternity jeans are too big but my non-maternity jeans are a bit snug. I have been wearing mostly yoga pants and pj bottoms since Charlie arrived but now that I'm out and about more, I want to look a bit more presentable.

In the very early weeks, I could care less what I looked like. My #1 priority was Charlie. He still is but I feel like taking little steps to lose the rest of this weight is a little more manageable. The plan was for me to start up personal training again but I don't think I can committ to that at this point plus getting there on time. Rob and I are typically 30-40 mins late for everything - whether or not Charlie is with us.

So for now, I'm going to do baby steps with a workout dvd. I'm going to start with the 30 Day Shred by Jillian Michaels because 1.) its only 20 mins a day and 2.) it got great reviews.

While I'm doing the workout, its not easy for me because I haven't worked out in about a year but I'm not really sore the next day so I'm not sure how good of a workout I am getting. Plus, its only 20 mins. I think the reason people are successful at it is because its easy to commit to. Last night I did it at 8:45 pm - I was tired, wanting to go to bed but it was only 20 mins and since its only 20 mins, my goal is to not slack and do it every day. No matter what. I am not totally committed to eating weight watcher style. I'll do my best to not get quick things like fast food but I also am not going to starve myself. I'll do that later. :) I'm worried about doing too much because I don't want to decrease my milk supply.

I started the dvd on 3/20. As of 3/20, I was down 27 lbs and have 22.50 lbs to go to get to my pre-pregnancy and cabo san lucas weight. Wish me luck!

My Happy Place

Cudding with a puppy and a baby.

Nostrils

I had to go to the dentist on Thursday because I had a cavity. I blame Charlie. I don't know why, but I do. I haven't had a cavity since I was little (but I did get them a lot), and now that I have Charlie I get a cavity? See the coincidence?

Anyway, they gave me that sweet numbing juice and I couldn't feel half my face for hours. I was driving home and realized the right side of my nose was totally numb. I don't remember my nose getting numb with prior cavaties. Weird. So I look in the mirror and flare my nostrils (you know you've done this) and only ONE nostril was flared!

I came home to show my mom who was watching Charlie and she just about died laughing. So I took a couple pictures to show you my nostril. I looked so lovely in all the pictures that I decided to post all of them. I don't really wear makeup these days and extreme closeups aren't really attractive on anyone but at least I recently got my brows waxed. I know my smile is really weird but remember I couldn't feel half my mouth!

I just want to make sure no one is concerned: I have regained all feeling in my right nostril.

Maternity Leave - The Real Deal

So my maternity leave hasn't exactly been like this.

I have watched Oprah (usually in 20-30 minute intervals when I feed Charlie). I do have (decaf) coffee every morning. I also think my baby is "perfect" and rarely cries, I am lucky there. I have yet to go out to lunch with friends, but I have gone out to breakfast and dinner. I haven't taken Charlie to Santana Row for shopping, but we have been to Target (many times), the Outlets, Safeway, Wal Mart and Costco. Everywhere is between a 1 - 15 mile radius of home, just in case. Rob has prepared me dinner a few times. He's on a strict diet and well, I'm not.

This week we have been having GREAT weather and I had a great day yesterday. The sun was shining, I did a little shopping (thats probably not a good thing, right Rob?) and I decided to take another walk with Buddy and Charlie (Rob has been in training all week). I felt like this is what maternity leave should be like for everyone, every day.

A walk with beautiful weather






and a just groomed puppy





and sweet, sleepy baby





and a Starbucks




Oh if it were that perfect. In reality, the weather and baby were wonderful but the iced dark cherry mocha? Not as good as the warm version. And that just groomed puppy? He insisted on rolling around in the grass, the same grass said puppy pees and poops along with all the other neighborhood animals. Oh, and that puppy...he was also very constipated and didn't want to walk so I took his butt home and just walked with Charlie. He wasn't going to ruin my moment!

My days have been filled with more poop, golden showers and breastfeeding than I ever thought was possible. I told my mom when Charlie was just born that I was going to run away with Buddy. I knew Buddy loved me and he was so easy compared to Charlie. I was convinced Charlie didn't like me. But, now my little guy is smiley and coos at me - I now think he digs his mama and I know its going to be really hard leaving him when I go back to work in two months.

All in all, my maternity leave is going well - not totally what I dreamed about (prior post) but pretty darn good.

Overheard at Target

"I don't like it!" -kid

"Well then you don't get nothing." -mom

Doesn't that mean the kid gets something? If you get nothing, you have nothing. So if you don't get nothing, you get something. Right?

Dorothy's Gift

My little baby, just chilling.


Wait...look a little closer...what is that?


Let me try to explain. Awhile ago, Dorothy made fun of Rob's wrist bands (he wears them when he plays guitar - I think they are sweat bands). So Dorothy was on a mission to find baby wrist bands. Out of the blue, with no note, baby wrist bands arrived in the mail. We knew exactly who was behind this.

Isn't he cute?


Thanks Dorothy!

Dr.'s Orders: More Tummy Time

"Alright, here we go!"

"What do you want Buddy?"

"I don't have time for kissies"

"Mom!!!!"

"I give up!"

All he wanted was a place to rest his head.

The End.

Abendessen Keule

That's Supper Club in German. We hosted Supper Club this month and Rob made his friend Paul's famous German Meatballs and Dumplings. Everyone was able to make it except for Brad who was watching his and Jen's daughter who wasn't feeling well.

Meatballs were rolled, now waiting for the broth to boil.


Maryanne was giving some loves to Charlie..

while the boys gossiped..

I showed off my German Chocolate Cake that had a pound of frosting on top (Presentation: C-, Taste: A+).

Backup Dessert

After some milk, Charlie was out. Hosting Supper Club is hard work!

Dear Bob Letter

We got a letter for Bob - Bob Wagner in the mail yesterday. I thought it was a joke because we called Charlie "Bob" before he was born. So I tore open the envelope and inside was a letter from "Ivy" in San Diego, telling Bob Sr. that she is so sorry he has been sick and in the hospital. Somehow, this woman thought a Bob Wagner lived at our home, we think she looked up Robert Wagner in our city and figured the address on white pages online was correct.

I almost made the decision to turn this blog private because I started to get really paranoid. I thought maybe I'm putting too much of our personal information out there for anyone to see - and now they know where we live! I blame my friend, I'll call her "M", because she was convinced she had 2 terrorists following her blog. Not only were they terrorists, but they wanted to kill her family, or so she thought. M shut down the old blog and created a new one. It sounded a little crazy (no offense, M) but now I get it. I started to get really paranoid that there was some creep out there obsessed with our family and this was his little way to let us know he is out there thinking about us. Rob convinced me it was probably some nice lady in San Diego and just a big mix up. Since Rob wasn't worried about it, I wasn't worried about it.

So for now, the blog will stay up as public unless Buddy gets a letter in the mail then I might change my mind.

2 Month Dr. Visit

Charlie had his two month dr. visit yesterday. Here are his stats:

Weight: 12 lbs 11 oz (75th percentile)
Height: 22.5 inches (50th percentile)
Head Circumference: 15.5 inches (50th percentile)

The good news is he is growing and healthy. He had a couple shots and only cried for a minute.

And the bad news....

They confirmed his cradle cap was pretty bad. She told us to put baby oil on it and scrub with a soft brush - its already looking better.

The rash on both his arms? Eczema. She did say most babies grow out of it. For now, we are to lather on cetaphil cream and aquafor.

Our baby has a flat spot on his head. I'm most concerned with this. It appears to be on right side. When he sleeps, he faces the right so he's developed a slight flat spot. We're going to put a blanket wedge under his head so he faces left at night. If it doesn't correct itself, he'll have to wear a helmet 23 hours a day. Poor Charlie. :( We're going to do our best to not have him lay with his face facing to his right.