“Weekly” Roundup

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Things have been a little interesting here at Casa de Bridges.

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Rafael has developed a little bit of “Mommy’s Boy Syndrome”. It’s a nerve frazzling condition in where baby boy needs to be near or around his mom’s body at all times. Doesn’t matter if it’s day or night, I have to be right there with him or else he starts to cry. It wouldn’t bother me, but I’m losing some sleep because I can’t get things done during the day and I have to try to play catch up at night. I have been doing some babywearing to help ease some of his crying but he gets so hot in the Moby after a while that I have to take him out after a while. I’m pretty bummed out that the sling I bought from a “free” website doesn’t fit. Being large in the chest area has a lot of drawbacks.

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Gabriel seems to having a growth spurt every day now. I finally got around to hanging up a growth chart in his room. Last week we measured his height and this week he grew half an inch. Did I mention that he likes to stick his finger up his nose? Or that sometimes I’ll catch him trying to put something up his nose. I think he might have stuck a piece of granola up his nose because yesterday I asked him to blow his nose to get some boogers. Mid-blow he sneezed and  out comes flying a huge piece of granola. My husband has a theory that he had it in his mouth when he sneezed. I think he shoved it in there. Regardless, the eyes on the back of my head needs some fine tuning.

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Zumba… The gym I go to started up a special on Zumba classes. A 10 pack runs 50 bucks on my membership… $5 a pop was too good to let it go by. The first class reminded me of how horribly out of shape I’ve let myself get. Three songs into the hour long class I thought I was going to die mid-cumbia. A slight exaggeration I know, but I couldn’t catch my breath trying to keep up with the petite ball of energy that was our instructor. However, from that class grew my love for it. I’m almost addicted. I can’t wait until the next class. My 68 year old Grandmother went to last nights class with me. She loved it despite not being able to move to the rhythm or being able to keep up with the steps. If she can Zumba, anyone can Zumba.

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The kind ladies at Bigger Picture Blogs, Melissa and Brook, have taken me under their wings for a skirt challenge. If you know me well you would know that I would wear skirts, all the time. I would pair my skirts with t-shirts, blouses, and tanks. Or I would just wear a dress even when there was no occasion to. After having Rafael I haven’t been wearing skirts or dresses. I guess I haven’t really given myself a reason to since I’m not working an outside job lately. It does get tiring to wear yoga pants day in and day out so I’m forcing myself to wear a dress or skirt at least three times a week for the next month to help myself out of the yoga pants rut. I will be posting pictures on Instagram and Twitter so watch out for #MSFlies.

Congratulations to Melissa on the birth of her beautiful baby boy! :)

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Monday was Casmir Pulaski Day. In my husband’s family it’s a pretty big deal. A family friend hosts a rocket launch at a golf course. Not sure why they do it but it was fun to watch. This was the first time Gabriel and I watched the launch. Rafael was miraculously sleeping through the whole thing.

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Gabriel and his Papa.

Small clip of the first rocket launch. They also have the “Shamrocket”…

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We got this onesie at Gabriel’s baby shower from a family friend. Best find ever.

 


Stress, what stress?

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I don’t know what got into me yesterday. My stress and anxiety levels were off the charts.

It might have been a little bit of Rafael putting up a nursing strike, or his eczema getting worse, or Gabriel’s cranky mood.

In just the last month if have done so much better with being a patient person. Tomorrow {today} is another day!

Speaking of nursing strike {prepare for boob talk}: this is my first time exclusively breastfeeding. We have been doing well the last month up until a week ago when Rafael started to want to eat every hour or two after going for 4 hour stretches. Yesterday morning he wouldn’t get latched on. There was a ton of crying and arching his back so I gave up and gave him his pacifier. He slept for half an hour while I held him. He woke up as soon as I put him down, of course. This went on all day. I think we only had about three “good” feedings. I’m hurting pretty bad right now and pumping is no help at all. I don’t think he’s sick so it can only mean that either he’s teething, having a growth spurt or that darn eczema is really bothering him.

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His cheek this morning.

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His cheek before bedtime.

Thankfully it’s just on his cheek, eyebrow and a little on his earlobe area. I’ve been trying Cetaphil lotion and Aveeno’s Baby Eczema Therapy. I guess only time will tell if it will get better or worse. Darn weather isn’t helping either. Yesterday it was 50, today it was 12. Make up your mind!

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David and I take turns getting Gabriel in the morning.

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It’s on of my favorite things to do because I get to see who was evicted from his crib.

Today it was…

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Elmo 2 of 3!

This kid has a zoo of stuffed animals he HAS to sleep with. It’s so darn cute.

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Gabriel pulled off a hang nail from his finger. He kept telling me it hurt so I put a band aid on him. He liked it… for two minutes then he wanted it off.

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Per my request we’ve been brewing the coffee stronger around here. It’s just the way of life sometimes.

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I swear I only love Dunkin’ Doughnuts pastries during Febuarary. So cute and yet so yummy.



Eight Years Plus a Brain Dump

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Eight years ago on November 11 I started a blog on a site called Xanga. It was where all my teenage angst went onto. You can search for it but won’t find it anymore. It’s really embarrassing to look back and read it. Now that I’m finally getting back into the blogging game I’m afraid I’m going to make a fool out of myself. I am finding that not everyone appreciates me sharing things with the world before they know. You know what: you can only tell 20+ people that same thing over and over before it gets tiring.  Sorry if I offend you, but people have to also understand that this is my sacred place to share pieces of myself with others.

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Monday was the day for yet another follow up ultrasound. I’m back up to 9.2! Still have to go in twice more this week to monitor the baby. Might even have to go three times next week as well. Did I mention my Dr is over an hour away? It stinks when the baby’s head is right there, pressing up on my hoo hoo, and I can barely walk after sitting in the car for over an hour. It’s pretty comical. It might be because the baby dropped. Hurray!

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I’m pretty sure that Gabriel has hit the terrible two’s two months early. He’s throwing a lot more tantrums when he never did before. It could also be that he’s more verbal about things that he wants and becomes impatient if his needs are not fulfilled at that moments notice. It has been a huge test of our patience. There is a lot of mommy time outs going on. You know, the time you have to walk out the room before your head explodes. Definitely a learning experience for all of us.

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Gabriel learned how to say I love you. Sounds more like “eye ove u”. Makes my heart melt every time he says it. He said it to me out of the blue today. We played with his cars, he looked at me and said “eye ove u”. Almost had to peel me off the carpet.


So this is what bed rest is about…

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My ultrasound didn’t go as well as we hoped. My fluid went from 9.5 to 5.7 in one week. 4 is the lowest it can go before they will try to induce me. I went to see a specialist yesterday and everything looked great except for the low amniotic fluid. I’m on bed rest for the weekend to see if there is any change.

I didn’t realize bed rest could be so hard. The hardest part of bed rest is not being able to tend to Gabriel. David has been a saint at helping me watch him and helping around the house. There’s still so much to get done around the house that I’m starting to sound like a broken record.

Louie and the internet have been my companions while the boys were out today. It’s been my sanity saver.