Baby D Makes Three

born December 27, 2012

how did it get so late so soon?

How did it get so late so soon? It’s night before it’s afternoon. December is here before it’s June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon? ― Dr. Seuss

my baby is 6 months old today. where has that time gone? I have been back at work for 1 month. where has that time gone?

I spent my entire childhood hoping time would speed up, that I would grow up faster, that I would be an adult, that my life would begin. and it seemed to take FOREVER. time moved so slowly.

then I turned 18. and I blinked. now I’m 28. I have a husband, a home, and 6 months of pure joy in a tiny baby girl package. I’m afraid if I take a nap, she’ll be 28. with a husband. and possibly a baby of her own.

I feel like I’m standing still while time rushes by me and I have my hands outstretched, desperately trying to slow it down, to grab on to the good times, and hold them tight, before they are gone.

there isn’t enough time in the day to be all things. to be a mother, a wife, a friend, a daughter, a sister,  a coworker, an employee, a housekeeper, a crafter, a blogger. I’m a poor juggler. I am working towards being ok with not getting everything done every day. and focusing on being a wife and mother first. if that means I go to bed, and get up the next day, and the living room is still a mess from the night before, that’s the way it is. I’m trying to soak up all of this beautiful time with a little girl who learns, grows, and develops every day. every night as I’m getting ready for bed, utterly exhausted, and craving sleep, I think, someday, I will want this time back. and that keeps me going.

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guest post: Forest House Blog

I’m guest blogging today over at Forest House blog (go check them out). Forest House Lodge is where we got married!

Hi Forest House readers!

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My name is Kaitlin and my husband, Jason, and I married at Forest House Lodge on October 10, 2010 (10.10.10!). A little about us: I work for the state of California at CalSTRS (the California State Teachers’ Retirement System) as an Associate Analyst and Jason works for Alldata (an AutoZone company) as a Technical Editor. We have a daughter, Coraline, who was born December 27, 2012. We can’t believe she is already 5 months old. Time is flying by! I am so excited to be guest blogging for Forest House. I loved every minute of being a Forest House bride, and cherish my memories of my wedding and wedding planning.   

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 Jason and I met in September of 2008. We were introduced by coworkers; Jason’s supervisor at the time was dating one of my coworkers. We exchanged a few emails before meeting in person, but when we had our first date; it was definitely love at first sight. I remember thinking when the evening was over, ‘that was the last first date I will ever go on.’ And I was right. We quickly became inseparable and I couldn’t remember ever having such an easy, comfortable relationship before.

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Jason proposed on October 24, 2009. His proposal is just an example of why he is the perfect guy for me. Jason had suggested a trip to San Francisco for the weekend before his birthday to go see the Sea Lions, eat at Bubba Gump’s Shrimp Factory, and visit Pier 39 and Ghirardelli Square. I was very excited about this, thinking that this is how Jason wanted to celebrate his birthday (wrong) and what a perfect way to do so. Jason also suggested that on the way into the city, we take a trip to the Golden Gate Bridge lookout. As I had never been, I was looking forward to it. Jess and Kyle (Jason’s sister and brother-in-law) were supposed to go to San Francisco also, but Jessica found out that she had to work last minute (or so I thought). We got up early to drive into the city. We reached the Golden Gate Bridge lookout a little before 10 am. It was so foggy that we couldn’t even see the bridge. One other family was at the lookout,; however they left quickly, leaving us alone in the beautiful setting. Standing alone in the fog, Jason started to tell me how much he loved me and how important I am in his life. Then he dropped down to one knee and opens a jewelry box that has somehow appeared in his hands and says the magic words: “Kaitlin, will you marry me?” I didn’t hesitate at all and my happy response was “Yes!” (at least I think I answered before I grabbed the ring, but I can’t be certain). Jason did a wonderful job surprising me. I had NO idea the proposal was coming. I didn’t even understand how he could have possibly slipped away long enough to have purchased a ring for me, let alone my dream ring. The story soon came out though, and I learned that the weekend before, when Jason’s Dad, Kyle, and Jason were supposedly hauling wood to the dump, they were actually buying my ring at the mall in Sacramento. Meanwhile, I was shopping with Jessica and Jason’s mom at the mall in Roseville.

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 Our wedding was fairytale perfect and we had a fantastic time on our honeymoon in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico. 🙂

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I blog over at babydmakesthree.wordpress.com. I started blogging just a few days before finding out I was pregnant with Coraline. I thought blogging would be a fun way to document the journey to becoming pregnant, not realizing I already was! I documented the pregnancy, with weekly updates, and other random posts. Since Cora’s birth, my blogging has been a little bit more sporadic, but I’m getting back in the swing of things, and I always update at least once a month with her monthly stats and pictures. So if you are interested in reading about my pregnancy, or my journey into mommy hood, head on over there.

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twentyeight

“I don’t know about you, but I’m feeling 22” – err. 28. I turned 28 two days ago.

Dear 27,

Thank you for a healthy pregnancy. Thank you for a natural labor and birth. Thank you for a healthy daughter. Thank you for motherhood. Thank you for more love. Thank you for more kisses. Thank you for more patience. Thank you for more grace. Thank you.

Dear 28,

I hope to get a little more sleep. I hope to be a better wife, a better mother. I hope to continue to find time to be silly with Cora. I hope to find balance with my time. I hope to spend alone time with my husband. I hope to have some me time. I hope to make new friends and spend more time with old ones. I hope to grow in my faith. I hope.

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rolling rolling rolling

baby girl,

in the past two weeks you have just exploded into movement. you roll from your back to your tummy; from your tummy to your back; and you spin in circles. it is so fun to watch you learn to do these things (at least during the day :P). the past two weeks when we lay you in your crib, you will turn onto one side or the other and a lot of times will fall asleep like that, or you will just lie there for a little while before rolling back onto your back to go to sleep. I will look at you, lying on your side and think to myself that you are such a sweet little girl and where did my baby go? it was just yesterday that you were a tiny little newborn who couldn’t move around like this. I am so thankful that you are, for the most part, such a good sleeper. 

last night, you kept rolling on to your tummy but you don’t want to sleep on your tummy so you try to roll onto your back, but instead of rolling back the way you came, you want to keep rolling in the same direction, which ends up with you squished against your crib rails, or unable to roll back completely. then you get really upset and cry so loudly for me to come help you. we had a rough night last night because of it. it was sort of cute at 8. by 11, it was no longer cute, and by 4 am it was just awful :P. I sure hope you learn to roll back the other way or to sleep on your tummy soon.

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the tired mother’s creed

Repeat after me:

  1. I shall not judge my house, my kid’s summer activities or my crafting skills by Pinterest’s standards.
  2. I shall not measure what I’ve accomplished today by the loads of unfolded laundry but by the assurance of deep love I’ve tickled into my kids
  3. I shall say “yes” to blanket forts and see past the chaos to the memories we’re building.
  4. I shall surprise my kids with trips to get ice cream when they’re already in their pajamas.
  5. I shall not compare myself to other mothers, but find my identity in the God who trusted me with these kids in the first place.
  6. I shall remember that a messy house at peace is better than an immaculate house tied up in knots.
  7. I shall play music loudly and teach my kids the joy of wildly uncoordinated dance.
  8. I shall remind myself that perfect is simply a street sign at the intersection of impossible and frustration in Never Never land.
  9. I shall embrace the fact that in becoming a mom I traded perfect for a house full of real.
  10. I shall promise to love this body that bore these three (well one) children – out loud, especially in front of my daughter.
  11. I shall give my other mother friends the gift of guilt-free friendship.
  12. I shall do my best to admit to my people my “unfine” moments.
  13. I shall say “sorry” when sorry is necessary.
  14. I pray God I shall never be too proud, angry or stubborn to ask for my children’s forgiveness.
  15. I shall make space in my grown up world for goofball moments with my kids.
  16. I shall love their father and make sure they know I love him.
  17. I shall model kind words – to kids and grown-ups alike.
  18. I shall not be intimidated by the inside of my minivan – this season of chip bags, goldfish crackers and discarded socks too shall pass.
  19. I shall always make time to encourage new moms.
  20. I shall not resent that last call for kisses and cups of water but remember instead that when I blink they’ll all be in college.

~ with love from one tired mother to another.

this has been floating around the interwebs. I needed it. especially 1 and 6 (and 10 – but that is a WHOLE other post). I stress A LOT when I know people are going to be at my house. A LOT. my parents’ houses were always, and still are, perfect. nothing out-of-place, no dust, or dirt in sight. I never feel like I can get the mess cleaned up and put away, and vacuumed, and dusted, and polished, and swept, and mopped, and still spend time with my baby girl. my dad is visiting this week. sorry dad, you’re in for a mess 😛

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hot mess

this weekend was a total hot mess at our house.

I ate something bad on friday. so I had stomach flu-like symptoms for most of the evening and into saturday morning.

saturday morning came around, and Cora had a runny nose, and was very congested. it was also 106 degrees by the afternoon (I meant hot mess literally). since Cora didn’t seem overly cranky, we chalked the runny nose up to the change in weather, and went to a second birthday party where Cora enjoyed splashing in the kiddie pool, and J and I melted (did I mention 106 degrees?). over the course of the afternoon, as I used more and more boogie wipes, I started to wonder if this was a cold and not weather related. but she continued to power through it with minimal crankiness.

sunday morning came with more congestion, and a little more whining, but nothing too awful. we went to church as I was scheduled to volunteer in the nursery, and Cora had fun with the few toys I handed her.

sunday afternoon is when the real hot mess hit. this is definitely her first cold. she was congested, runny-nosed, cranky, and having a harder time eating. it was also pretty obvious the teething fairy had visited at the same time. she was inconsolable. she hates having her nose wiped or suctioned, and her poor teeth are hurting her so badly. towards the evening, I started to feel like I was coming down with a cold too. my throat started hurting, and my nose started running. perfect.

it was so hard to listen to my precious, teeny, baby girl sniffle and cough on the baby monitor. and even worse to hear the whimpers throughout the night that to me say, I don’t feel good. I was up way more often than normal, retrieving her pacifier, or just going in to put my hand to her forehead to check for a fever, or to kiss her and hope that my love could magically take the sickness away.

we had a rough night to say the least, and when this morning came, Cora had a small cough and was still congested. my head feels like it’s going to explode, my throat is sore, and my nose is a faucet. J stayed home with Cora as I went to work. I felt so guilty leaving her since this is her first sickness, but I was scheduled to observe an administrative hearing this morning, and I felt I needed to do that as a refresher for my job. I’m so thankful J has a flexible job too, and can stay home with her when I’m not able to.

now I’m counting the hours until I can go home and cuddle my baby, who will hopefully be feeling better.

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confliction

dear Cora,

there are so many things on my heart right now. I wasn’t prepared for this confliction I seem to feel about everything now that I am back at work. being a working mother is wonder-awful. I am so in love with you and wouldn’t trade being your momma for anything. but it seems there is a flip side to almost every wonderful aspect of working motherhood; a negative side, lurking just beneath the surface.

here are a few examples of wonder-awful working motherhood:

I am overjoyed that you are happy at daycare. I am saddened to be away from you.

I am thrilled you are such a good eater and get so much to eat during the day. I am heartbroken that I do not seem to be able to pump enough to keep up with your appetite.

I cherish the moments late in the evening and early in the morning when I nurse you; it is our special time together. I am exhausted from going to bed later and getting up so early to be able to nurse you.

I love seeing your happy face every morning before I go to work. I hate to leave you.

being back at work is easier than I thought, and a lot more rewarding. I miss you all day long, and feel guilty you are being cared for by someone else..

evenings are sacred; you are only awake for a few hours after work and daycare, and I try to squeeze a whole days worth of love, snuggles, and kisses into those precious hours. there is not enough time to go around, and I find myself stressing over the chores that aren’t getting done.

my body was your home for 9 months, it protected, nurtured, and grew you; that is amazing to think about, and a huge blessing. my body looks like it grew and birthed a human; I am uncomfortable and self conscious of my new physique.

you are a happy, healthy, intelligent baby! I constantly worry about your growth and development.

my love for you expands every single day. you bring joy and wonderment to my life. you make me a better, more loving, more patient version of myself. And there is no awful flip side to that. so I’ll hold on to that as I start another day, and hope that today holds more wonderful than awful.

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month 5

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dear Cora,

you have been 5 months old for a week and I just haven’t found the time to write this post. you seem to grow and change and advance every single day. I am so in love with you.

this month was huge for you in terms of food. you started eating rice cereal on May 9th. to say you LOVE eating solid foods would be an understatement. you do not patiently wait for your next spoonful. you yell if mommy or daddy isn’t being fast enough and you basically lunge at the spoon instead of waiting for it to reach your mouth. super cute. rice cereal didn’t really agree with your tummy however, so we quickly switched to oatmeal and that is much better for you.

you also tried peas and HATED them. you screamed so loudly, and we couldn’t get you to swallow them or spit them out, it made me sad. we kept trying to get you to drink some water to wash your mouth out, but you just wouldn’t. we finally had to get a cloth and kind of scoop them out of your mouth. we will probably try something a little sweeter instead for your next foray into veggies (I’m thinking sweet potatoes).

at the begining of this month you were sucking on your pointer finger and thumb together, and only once found your thumb by itself but you kept gagging yourself because you were sticking your pointer finger in your mouth too far. you finally found just your thumb towards the end of the month but we try to replace it with your pacifier when we see you sucking on it, because we’ve read that pacifiers are better for teeth development, and there is less chance of needing braces (let’s just all hope you didn’t get mommy’s teeth and end up needing them anyway).

you really try to sit up by yourself. you will push away from whatever is supporting you (us, or the boppy) and kind of wobble there. you have even kind of grasped the concept of putting your hands in front of you and holding yourself up that way, but you eventually topple over.

we went to Chico to watch your daddy’s cousin’s Christian and Danielle graduate from CSU Chico. I was so nervous about the trip because it is about a two hour drive each way and I didn’t know how you would do. we left at 5 am and you slept the whole way there! you did great at the graduation too, even though it was a long day, and you slept at the park where we barbequed for a little while. we left to come home around 3:15 and you slept the whole way home! it was fantastic.

this was my last month staying home with you so I tried my best to soak up every minute of being with you. since the weather got very nice this month, you enjoyed sitting outside waiting for daddy to come home from work most afternoons. you really love being outside, and sometimes would get really cranky if we spent too much time indoors.

you had a discovery day at daycare which is basically like a practice run day. I took you at about 8:30 and went home and cried. I was so sad to be without you. but it made it better knowing you were in a great school with people who were going to take really good care of you. you did fantastic! daddy and I picked you up together at bout 4:15 when he got home from work and you were napping but so happy to see us when you woke up.

your ezcema has gotten really bad this month. we switched your soap to what the doctor recommended we use and it just seems to make it worse, so I found something different that is for ezcema and we are trying that now.

for the first half of this month you still wore size 1 diapers but they were getting pretty snug so we switched to size 2s but not all diaper sizes are created equal we are finding. the Luvs 2s were too big, so we tried huggies which work a little better size-wise, but I don’t really care for their absorbency level. you are still wearing size 0-3 clothes (my petite baby!) and we are mixing in the 3-6 month stuff even though they are still roomy.

your sleep this month still hasn’t been great. hopefully that changes soon since daddy and I are both back to work now.

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Cora – any soft stuffed animal, oatmeal, dancing and singing with mommy in the mornings, being outside, when daddy comes home from work

Me – snuggling with you, quick dry nail polish, boppy

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