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Happy Birthday to me.
Yesterday, Pookah went for his 4 month appointment.
1. Weight 17 pounds 12 oz. 25 inches long
2. He can now start solids(officially) We all agreed that Oatmeal cereal would be best considering the Pookah’s pooping issues. I’ve got a whole schedule to follow. He is also going to start juice to help with the pooping issues. 1/2 water half juice. He frowned up at the pear juice today. But I think it’s just because I was trying to give him in the bottle. He still refuses to take one from me. I think I’ll try a sippy cup.
Speaking of pooping issues, he pooped his but off after the appointment. Probably the trauma of the shots.
3. He got his shots. I made C-Dub hold him this time, and turned my back. He screamed bloody murder and it took about 20 minutes for him to calm down.
4. His head is a little flat! OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am totally freaked out! Suggestions included more tummy time, get a Bumbo and one of those exersaucers. See the picture below. She said it wasn’t bad, but that we needed to get a handle on it now before it became a problem. Also, I am supposed to keep repositioning him in the bed and making him turn his head different directions every night.
5. His eczema is getting worse, and the cradle cap is back. Ain’t that a bitch? I’m trying just straight vaseline now. And T-Gel shampoo for his scalp. it’s REALLY flaky. Tried olive oil on it too. I had eczema as a child too. I grew out of it,and just have really dry skin now. I guess he’ll take after me.
So that’s it for now.
My birthday was uneventful. I got my tags renewed, and went to Wendy’s. Wow. C-Dub got me a cute outfit and we had pizza for dinner. I am having my 8 hours of free time on Saturday along with a massage, manicure and pedicure from C-Dub. And……..a MAID SERVICE is coming to clean the WHOLE house!
Wow. Maybe he has been listening. But really, I’ll believe it all after it happens.
I would be excited about that, but I think he is just doing it because his Mama is coming in a few weeks.
Pookah has been sleeping in his crib in his room since Sunday night when I discovered he exceeded the weight limits for the pack and play. Amazingly, he is sleeping MUCH better! I mean he still wakes up, but really, he has been waking up once between 1 and 3 and then at 7 or 8. It’s been lovely to sleep in our room ALONE. IN THE DARK.
I just realized that I forgot the photo!! Here it is!
I don’t know where to begin.
Pookah is four months old today. I can’t believe that I have been a Momma for that long! He is so precious!! I love him so much!!!!
And he is driving me crazy.
He teased me Wednesday night. He slept 7 whole hours straight. I was in heaven. I think he was worn out from the park outing we had with the newly formed Mom’s group I belong too. Some girls and I from work who all have babies decided that we all needed to get out of the house and have some adult conversation. It was nice. I think it was the fresh air that helped the boy sleep so well that night. Because the next night(last night) it was back to waking up every 3 hours. I seriously wanted to shoot myself.
I’ve decided to go ahead and try the rice cereal. Everytime he woke up, he was HUNGRY. So I think he needs a little more than I can give him. I’ve noticed that he always seems to sleep really well for C-Dub.( A fact that I am insanely jealous of.) I think it’s because he gets more from the bottle at one time than he does from me. He has to come back several times to me to get the same amount from the bottle. Soooo. Tonight, while I am at work, C-Dub will give him a bottle with cereal in it.
And then we’ll see.
In addition to my sleep deprivation, I am broke.
I love working part-time. LOVE IT( even though I hate working nights). But I am always broke. I can’t buy the Pookah any of the things I REALLY want to get him. Toys, activity mats, high chairs, clothes, walkers……you get the point. He has the basics: Pampers,wipes, and clothes that his grandparents send.
I got paid today. But when I looked in my account, I was already short $135. Why you might ask? That was $135 worth of overdraft charges. From a single charge from Chick-Fila for $6.53.
Are you shitting me?
I already didn’t have that much, but to see $135 go down the drain like that was just depressing. Especially since I only had $200 for me until the next paycheck. Yeah.
My birthday is coming soon. It doesn’t look like I’ll be doing anything for it. I don’t have any money. This will be the first time THAT has happened in my working life. I always reward myself for my birthday. Always.
Easter is coming. I always buy a nice easter dress to wear to church and get my hair done.
Not this year.
I desperately need to get my hair done. DESPERATELY.
I can’t afford it.
I need to pay all of these hospital bills left over from Pookah’s birth. No such luck, they will all now go into collections at the end of this month.
I need to pay other bills that I acquired before I got laid off last September, that I couldn’t pay because I got laid off.
No such luck, all to collections.
And I had worked so hard on my credit before all of this. It was a beautiful number is the mid 700s.
Now, I’m afraid to even look.
C-Dub has decided to get into real estate investment. NOW.
Of course, there has never been a better time to buy investment properties with the market the way it is.
That money he is about to put down on that townhouse could easily pay off all the hospital bills. But nooooooo. If we were more stable financially, I would say go for it. But what if he can’t get a tenant? What if at some point this year there are major repairs needed? Can we afford the mortgage on the townhouse and our house for an extended period of time? He seems to think we can. I am the CFO(chief financial officer) of this household, and I don’t see it. But of course, when I point all of this out, I am “holding him back”, “not trusting him”, or my favorite “not having enough faith.”
And don’t get me started on my lack of help right now. I blew up at C-Dub on Tuesday morning finally. Do you know how hard it is to cook dinner and clean up with a 4 month old? I managed to do both on Monday. While thinking I had to go to work. So, I went to bed when the baby did. I had already cleaned up after myself when I cooked. But the unofficial rule in our house is that if you cook, someone else will clean up afterwards.
I came downstairs the next morning to all of my hard work still on the stove, spoiling. His plate still on the counter. With food still on it. His shirt slung over the back of the couch, his socks on the floor. To say I was livid was an understatement.
But this is a regular occurence. I am the cook, the maid, the accountant, the wet-nurse, the babysitter, and the whore at night when he wants sex.
So. That’s my life right now.
And the boy is waking up. My me time is over.
And so is this post.
Ok, it’s official
I am sleep deprived.
I feel like a raving lunatic.
The boy is asleep right now. He went down at first at 830 as usual after our bedtime routine(bath, massage, feeding).
He woke back up at 845.
Now, Pookah doesn’t cry when he wakes up. He wines a little and brings his legs up and down repeatedly. It sounds like he is about to come through the ceiling when you are downstairs. He never starts to cry really, his whining just gets more frequent, and so does the leg crashing.
I fed him again, and he went right back down. That was 35 minutes ago.
I’ve been doing this for the last few nights, but he has been waking up at 12, 2-3, 4, 5, 6, 7, and 9.
For someone who had been getting a 5 to 6 hour stretch for a while there, this is torture. I don’t know what to do! I am hoping that this is a growth spurt. According to kellymom.com it is. He has been eating much much more than usual. He has really been cluster feeding all the time. I hope it’s a growth spurt. That means that there is an end in sight. They are supposed to last 2-3 days, or about a week. Well, we are past 2-3 days, and working on a week. He started this mess last Thursday when my parents came. I was chalking it up to the excitement of the visit and us being out all the time. But noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. He’s still going for it.
I guess I could start sleep training. But I don’t like the idea of crying it out. I am reading a couple of books on the subject, and thinking of a plan. My mother is no help, her solution is FEED THE BOY.
I’m getting desperate. After all, he will be 4 months on Friday. The Pediatrician did say start solids 4-6 months.
I might just try it.