Update

So as you can tell, time has not really been on my side since I returned to work. I can't believe it's been almost a month since I last blogged! Well Donovan now weighs 17 lbs and is 25 inches long. He can grab and hold things, as well as sit up pretty straight. He also has the nerve to get an attitude when you put him on his belly and he realizes that he's not going anywhere despite his efforts to crawl, lol. He's also has been self spoiling himself. I know that it is my fault that I started the nasty habit of him sleeping next to me at night, but now that he is getting older I have been trying to put him in his own bed...but he says differently. Last night he hollered for about forty minutes straight and would not sleep in his bed. I guess he called himself mad with me for even attempting. And I know some will say, just let him holla, he'll eventually stop and go to sleep, but it just hurts my heart when he cries and I think forty minutes was long enough!

What else can I say...I still get a kick out of seeing him do new things and he definitely brightens my day when he smiles at me. I'm not tired of him...and hopefully, he's not tired of me :)

A BIG baby

It is natural for people to stop and look at your child when you are out in the street...what I find funny is that for the past month or so, everyone has thought that my 2 month old baby is actually 6months old. For example, I was in line at the restroom where this woman was like, "wow, how cute, what is he...like 6 months"? I was like, "oh God no, he's only two, lol". She had this look like, oh damn that's a big baby....but then I went on to explain that he was big from birth, and that always seems to make it alright. Oh like how I saw one of my girlfriends and her new baby, who is a little older than Donovan. I was like, wow, he small compared to my chunky monkey...and at the time I didn't know she took offense to it, until she met Donovan and was like, "now I see why you thought my man was small...you have a whopper over there, lol" I was like, "yeah, I told ya".

And then there is the issue of his clothes. Now, when he was born, even though he was almost ten pounds, he could still wear newborn clothing. I was actually kinda proud that he could...cause it was automatically assumed that he was wearing 3month clothes when he was first born. So as nice as it was for him to wear these smaller clothes...it seems like he's skipped the 0-3 month stage of clothing. He made 3 months today...and he is comfortable in the 3-6 month stuff I have him in, and can even wear some 6-9 month clothes which just don't make sense. I was packing away his stuff that's too small so that he doesn't have to be embarrassed by wearing extra smedium clothes, and realized that he had alot of stuff that I would have loved to see him wear. Oh well....let's hope the next baby is a boy and can benefit where Donovan couldn't.

Lastly, I love shoes for myself, and I am greatly enjoying building up his shoe collection. Which, I know is pointless since his feet are going to grow super fast, but I think he looks cute in his little man shoes and sandals. This one lady told me she likes to see kids barefoot looking like country bumpkins...I was like, "not my child"... he is going to be used to wearing shoes now, so that they stay on later...I don't know why people like to have their babies outside in pj's and barefoot...makes no sense....

Pictures

Ok...so I don't carry around physical pictures of the baby, as I spoke about before, and today at work someone asked to see pictures of the baby. So I get on my computer and show her the pictures that I have on my desktop. Now, I don't know this woman from a can of paint, and she says " can you print out that picture"? I'm like "yeah". So she goes, by the way, my name is ___. I say, hi, nice to meet you, my name is Tequilla. She says, could you print out that picture for me, I would really like to have that picture..and then goes on to talk about her grandchildren. So my question is this...is it weird that a random stranger wants a picture of my son? Better yet, am I wrong for not wanting to supply her with that picture? I understand how some people just love babies and kids, etc...but that doesn't mean you have to collect photos of every kid that you think is cute. Am I being irrational? Just curious...


Oh...and my whopper is now 14lbs at 9 weeks!

Club Mom

Did you know that there is like this secret society for moms? Well, if you are a mom then you know all about it. It's like, once you pop out a little one, you join this society of women that have come before you. And they are all waiting to pull you in. Even if you don't want to, once you have a child of your own, you find yourself doing it to new moms to be. What you might ask...giving advice and swapping pregnancy stories. For example, I have three friends right now that are pregnant, and I just can't seem to stop myself from comparing pregnancy experiences. Furthermore, I can't stop from having baby talk. It's like, I know there are people that could care less about my motherhood journey, yet, the baby is like a new toy that I just want to talk about- ALL THE TIME. And even if I don't want to talk about him, he still seems to dominate the conversation. Like, if I started out talking about shoes that I like for myself, I will eventually shift to talking about how the new baby shoes I've discovered for Donovan - See Kai Run - and how there are so many shoes that I want to order him for the fall. Or how those crazy dogs of mine have chewed up yet another pair of his sandals and completely pissed me off.

But back to the club examples. We went to the doctor today for him to get his first set of shots. A lady on the elevator began talking about the baby and asked if I was breastfeeding him. I told her yes, and she started telling me about a article in a pediatric journal that explains how nursing while getting shots eases stress levels in babies and how she would nurse her daughter at the same time she was getting her shots and she didn't even flinch. Or the couple of 3 1/2 year old twins that we met at navy pier that were reminiscing about when their kids were Donovan's age. We told them how we wanted twins and they promptly told us how we didn't, lol. But this mom club crosses over into our daily lives. It is no longer about us, but our children. And its all about the products we get for our children. See, when you are without children, you can spend $100 on a pair of shoes and show them off...now you spend that $100 on a a baby bjorn and you are in style. It's crazy. I've learned so much about baby products its a shame. I actually had someone tell me that there are only two real car seats that you can buy- a Peg Perego or a Britax. Everything else is uncivilized, lol. Now, if I had $400 to shell out for a car seat then sure, I'd buy a Britax, but that's just not in my budget. Nonetheless, its so crazy how once you join club mom, it is all about the kids, nothing is about you anymore, and the new way of showing off is through your kids and not yourself...and don't read this and act like you don't show off!

Back to work...

So yesterday was my first day back to work. I knew there wouldn't be much for me to do so I took some busywork with me. Now, I assume that most mothers suffer from some type of separation anxiety once they return to work. Almost every person that saw me immediately asked how I was doing being away from the baby. They looked at me strange when I said that I was fine. The next question to follow was something to the effect of, don't you miss the baby? How many times have you called to check on him? When I would reply that I was fine and that he was doing well with his father, they looked at me like something was wrong with me. I even had a coworker look at me surprised when he asked to see pictures of the baby and I told him that I didn't have any. Does this make me a bad mother? I mean, I have him as my screen saver on my cell, but at the time I thought he was asking to see physical pictures. I could see if I had my own space where I could put up family photos to bring a smile to my face during the day, but I don't. I told my mom that I was scared to put pictures on my desk for fear that I would return and either the photos would be laying there without the frame, or the pictures and the frame would turn up missing! Sounds crazy, but it is so true. I think that the fact that Donovan is being care for by trusted persons, I don't have to worry about if he's ok, or call a million times to check on him. I was a little nervous about Francis keeping him for the first time for the entire day, but considering Francis said they had a good day, I'm fine with that. Now, had Francis called me a million times in distress, I might have different sentiments....nonetheless, we are back to work...

Mommyhood

So I haven't had the same amount of time to post blogs as I thought I would. Well, let me rephrase that, I haven't felt like blogging, because if I get down time I'd rather sleep! LOL. My little man brings me an indefinite amount of joy, its unexplainable. I have an insane amount of patience with/for him, but not for the rest of the world, which, I'm working on. But what can I say. I can see how these days go by fast. For example, he can already hold his head up and his body (as if in a crawling position). It amazed Francis and myself. We were overwhelmed with joy when we saw him smile for the first time, and even more so when he smiled at us. He has even started to try to talk (cooing) and his personality is developing. His hair has gone from straight to curly and is starting to get lighter. He still has those funny looking feet and even looks like he has a tan. I always say that's momma's baby... and he is daddy's champ. Yes, motherhood has been good to me thus far. Sure, we have those nights where he keeps me up, but that's usually when we are dealing with gas issues. And yes, I'm learning little by little to do things like keep a bib on him so that he doesn't mess up his clothes, and time his feedings so that I am prepared when he gets hungry again. But learning is half the battle, and I think I'm a good student :)

12 hour marathon

Donovan decided that he would be fussy for 12 hours straight yesterday/today. Of course, he is sleeping like no other today. We were awake since about 4pm yesterday and did not get anything that resembeled a nap until a little after 4 am this morning. Of course, when we woke up this morning I called the pediatrician, because that's just ridiculous. My initial prognosis was correct, it was gas. My poor baby is plagued by gas, which in turn is plaguing his mother, because I have yet to get any sleep between going to the hospital, etc. Aww the joys of motherhood. I had such a bad headache yesterday that my eyes hurt. I couldn't get any sleep and neither could he. Let's hope for a better night tonight :)