Little Chicky is ONE!

Just a quick post to say a little Happy First Birthday to my favorite girl.  She has added so much love and fun to our lives, and I can’t wait to see how her personality grows as time passes.  Love her so, so much!  I’ll post later on the fabric banner I am making her for her party this weekend (the first real DIY project I have ever done…)

 

 

The First Three Weeks

This is a post I started a long time ago, obviously, but just now posting.   Funny to look back on.  It’s fitting, since she FINALLY slept through the night last night (March 8, 2016 = add to list of milestones).  If we have any other kiddos, this will be a good post to look back on.  I’m finally starting to feel like myself again, almost one year later.  Or maybe this will remind me we don’t want any other kiddos?  Ha!  As always, sorry for the profanity.  I was in the moment!
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So, we just started our fourth week of “Life with Kenzie”…

Just to give you an idea of how things are going, here is a scenario that just happened:

Because of the shitty day that it has been, I decided we *must* get out of the house.  Mama needed some coffee.  So to Dunkin Donuts we went!  I even brought the freaking dog so that no one would feel left out.  I had planned to leave the house around 2, so that we would avoid any and all school, lunch, or rush hours.  Want to know what time we left the house at?  4:47 p.m.  At that point, my mind was set on coffee, so we were going to make a run for it.

Baby Girl did good, at first.  I wish she could take a note or two from our dog.  He’s fantastic at car rides.  So I pull up at the drive thru at Dunkin and order my wonderful coffee and two chocolate glazed donuts.  One for me, and one for my husband for the morning.  And if he didn’t want it, then there would be two for me!  Fantastic.

So I ordered our stuff (no cries), and then pulled around to the window.  The lady saw the dog and gave me a cookie for him, which he was stoked about.  She must have missed the baby carrier, because maybe then she would have handed me a flask.  As we drove away from Dunkin Donuts, baby girl erupted with tears.  Ah yes, we had only been in the car for five tiny minutes, and that was enough for her to lose her shit.  I was contemplating driving around a bit more after we got our goodies, but her tone got louder and more ear piercing, so home we went.  Once I put the carrier down in the dining room table, she shut up.  WHAT THE FUCK.  I left her there for about 20 minutes as she slept, and then she woke up.  She must have forgotten that she was strapped in, because she was PISSED!  The mother of all screams came forth, so I took her out.  My fear is that if I go on a road trip with her, she will fall asleep in the car and then wake up forgetting what the hell is going on and let out that raging scream.

Excuse me, she just crapped her diaper while sitting in my lap.  That’s how loud she is when she poops and/ or farts.  Like a 40 year old man!  She’ll thank me for this post later.

Okay, 30 minutes later…(she went through two extra diapers..I think I’m so smooth to throw a new diaper under her butt once I wipe her off AND swipe out the old one at the same time…and then she pees on the new one AND her outfit…so I wipe her and give her another new one…she poops some more on that one….)   Then she’s hungry.  So I nursed her.  It literally felt like she was ripping off my nipple at the end of the 20 minutes.  And all the lactation consultants say, “you’re doing it wrong if it hurts”  – I call bullshit!

Mother of the Year, Reason 1

I’m posting this because I want other moms to know that they are not alone.

I am embarrassed and disappointed in myself, but it ended well:

Typical Monday morning.  Getting ready for work.  I let baby girl sleep in a bit since she wasn’t feel good this past weekend (super congested and coughing – no fever, though!)

Got everything ready to go, bags by the door, felt pretty proud of myself, etc.

Kenzie woke up and I fed her, changed her, and then got her changed and ready to go (bow included).  Got her set up in her car seat and gave her some toys to keep her happy while I tried to get the dog in.  Of course, it was pretty nice out this morning, and he didn’t want to come in.  So I had to bribe him, as per usual.

By this point, it was 8:30.  I start work at 9.  We were certainly cutting it close, but nothing new there.

Got the dog in, and then grabbed baby girl and headed out to the garage.

So we’re driving along, driving along….::cue Chris Farley::

She’s pretty happy hanging out in the back.  I hear her toys go flying as she gets bored with them.  She’s annoyed when the sun gets into her eyes.   She yells and waits for me to yell back for fun, and the cycle goes on.

We get to her babysitter’s house, and I check her bag to make sure all of her food, etc is in there for the day.  Then I grab her car seat out and head in.  I put her down and go to unclip her, and realize…I NEVER LOCKED HER IN.  Just put her into the seat, gave her toys, and forgot that I never locked in her straps.  SO DUMB.  I was visibly shaken.  Her babysitter was so nice about it.  She said, “You’re not the first mom to have done that, and you certainly won’t be the last.  She is fine, try not to worry”

Then I realize that I didn’t even bring her bag in.  When did I become so distracted and loopy?  Being a mom has turned me into a complete moron.  My intelligence continues to fly out the window day after day.

Granted, I know I am getting baby girl’s cold now.  I’m low on sleep because I wanted to make sure she was breathing okay in the middle of the night, since she has been fighting this cold.  And none of those things are valid excuses.  I am just so thankful that nothing happened.  Our guardian angels were certainly looking out for us this morning.

You’ll notice that I numbered this post as “number 1” – I’m assuming there will be many more dumb things for me to add to my Mom of the Year list in the future.  This isn’t even really number 1, but I thought I would start documenting here.

I guarantee I will not make the same mistake tomorrow.  I’ll probably make another one, instead.  Live and learn, right?