Has it really been over 10 days since I've posted pictures of my gorgeously chubby baby? I must remedy this situation immediately.Whew. Now I feel much better.Yesterday was Emry's 4-month birthday. He celebrated by projectile vomiting a shocking quantity of breastmilk over my shoulder and straight onto the carpet, where it splattered over a 2-foot radius. When I heard the splash, I thought Elan had knocked over his cup of milk.Sorry, Mama.That's better.Parenthood is simultaneously the most mundane and profound experience.
People ask how Elan is adjusting to being a big brother.It's a hard question to answer. He loves his baby brother.And sometimes wants to bonk him.Emry is fascinated by his big brother.And sometimes alarmed by him.It's complicated and ever-changing, as I assume it will be for the rest of their lives. Both Mikhail and I have had moments of sadness for Elan as he struggles through this, the biggest transition of his life thus far. Learning to share the most precious thing: the love and attention of his ... more
The baby is still congested and snorty and not sleeping well, and now I've got a cold too. He's been nursing what seems like constantly the last few days, which means I need to drink all the time or I get a headache, I'm ravenously hungry, and I'm feeling.. well... drained. Literally. So he and I are having a mellow afternoon in bed with a movie, snuggling up and resting and focusing on feeling better soon, and being grateful for the downtime.
New Year's Resolution: losing 20 pounds, Month 2.January was about getting going; February is about building momentum. At the end of January, I was feeling pretty good about my plan. I had lost 2 pounds, not much, but a start. I was thinking that if I just kept up a slow and steady pace, I might make my goal. So I made February about building momentum, keeping the same basic plan as January with the addition of eating more whole grains and fewer simple carbs.Then February started, and my ... more
photo credit: Molly Wizenberg, OrangetteMy baby's been sick. It's a terrible thing, a sick baby. He tries to be his fat, bald, jolly, regular good-natured smiley self. But most of the time, he can only summon the occasional smile. Thankfully he's still go the fat and bald part covered. I miss my happy little guy, and I'm worried. Worried, and tired. Tired, mentally and physically. That's what happens when your baby is sick for going on 8 days.At least he doesn't have whooping cough. That's a relief, since ... more
from our holiday card photo session in December...setting upthe official shotgiggleslook how small Emry was!inspirationwe all follow suitEmry thinking you guys are weirdcome on, buddy, you tooMikhail and his guysthe end
I was writing a post about New Year's resolutions, but I didn't finish it, and when I came back to it, I was in a different mood, a different place, a different person. That's the danger of not finishing something -- I either wait until the mood comes back around again, have to force myself back into it, or let it go.I will finish the post about New Year's resolutions, I will!But suddenly at 4:00 yesterday afternoon, the weariness set in. I don't know how else to describe that ... more
Out of the car seat and onto the yoga mat...Tummy time asana?Check.Spit up on yoga mat?Check.Kick legs in air asana?Check.Spit up on blanket?Check.Look around cutely asana?Check.Fall asleep?Check.Startle awake?Check.Being held by teacher asana?Check.Poop on teacher?Check.Diaper change asana?Check.Spit up on floor?Check.Whew... what a workout!
There's a lot going on these days -- in my world, in my body, in my mind. I'm a little bit overwhelmed. Job & work stuff makes me stressed. Packing up the teeny tiny clothes that Emry, in his 2-month-old plumpness, has already outgrown makes me nostalgic. Elan has been doing an A+ job of pushing my buttons, and then I get mad, and then I get sad that I feel mad and overwhelmed and nostalgic and stressed. All at the same time.Maybe there are some post-partum hormones going ... more
Last night, to celebrate Winter Solstice, we went to Muir Woods.It seemed fitting to welcome the longest night of the year in a place full of fern-filled shadows, where the redwoods block much of the sun even on a summer day.Luminarias lit the trails.The ground was soaked, the air filled with the damp, fecund smells of wet wood, crushed redwood needles, and muddy earth. It didn't rain, but drops of water sometimes found their way through the redwood canopy to land on an unsuspecting baby's head. He didn't ... more