Friday, July 15, 2011
There is nothing worse than a screaming kid in the backseat of the car. There is NOTHING that you can do except shush them and tell them it is ok... or you can blast Death Cab for Cutie's Codes and Keys...especially the song Some Boys. Holden loves this song. Loves it like he instantly calms down and then falls asleep as soon as it is on. I feel like I have a secret weapon against my son.
Monday, July 11, 2011
Friday, July 8, 2011
The itzbeen rocks. I know that my mom and my mother-in-law and every other mother on the planet that raised a child before the itzbeen was invented think that we are a little obsessed with this gadget and the thing is maybe we are. But it totally works. My brain can hardly form sentences let alone remember the last time I fed my kid or how long he has been sleeping for.
The thing is I have started to live in 2 hour increments. Feed, change, sleep, repeat. I am starting to feel like I am living in the Battlestar Galactica Episode 33, having to jump into faster than light every 33 minutes. or maybe in the hatch on Lost having to push a button every 180 minutes lest the island will explode.
I just realized that I only have about 45 minutes until HJM starts screaming for his bottle and that I am the biggest nerd alive having just wrote that I feel like I am living in two sci-fi shows when referring to raising my newborn son. Long live nerds!