It has been a while since I wrote a down post... but the time has finally come. The past few weeks I have noticed a few things in Sam that I find concerning. Then, at Occupational Therapy yesterday, his therapist also mentioned she was concerned about his speech patterns. Add to that three nights … [Read more...] about What… me worry?
... and a dress and (gasp) a little make up! That's right, I went out. No. Peter and I didn't magically find a way to go on a mid-week date. Instead, I had a hot date with Irene, her friend Robin and Robin's mom, Lisa. I was lucky enough to be invited to the SHN Orpheum Theatre to see the Lion … [Read more...] about Last night I put on heels….
Let me start by screaming this from my little soap box... I DID IT! Sam is officially weaned. Yes, after hemming and hawing over this since March of this year, I finally did it. I have had many stops and starts, but this time, I stuck to my guns. Yes, it helped that my guns were a thousand or so … [Read more...] about Of Milk, Poop and Diaper Rashes
Last Friday, I got Sam up from bed and brought him in to our bedroom to nurse. Totally normal start to the day for us. Except this time, it wasn't normal. This was the last time I was going to bring Sam in to nurse. That's right. After hemming and hawing over this issue for months, I finally … [Read more...] about Have I Really Done It?
Since Sam's second birthday, things have been a whirlwind around here. Sam got really sick and had to begin a course of steroids and albuterol. Then, my brother, who currently lives in Peru, arrived for a visit. His visit was tied to a big family wedding down in Monterrey. Once Brian left, we had … [Read more...] about Nebulizers, Weddings and Tooth extractions
Sometimes it's hard to be the mom. It can be even harder when you are an uber-organized, planning four steps ahead, take charge kind of mom. It becomes so easy to be the one ensuring that everyone gets what they want and gets to do what they want to do. Everyone, that is, except for … [Read more...] about Losing oneself in your family
How fitting that this post has the dubious honor of being lucky number 13. Cold, Flu and RSV season has officially begun. Last year, RSV landed us in Children's Hospital for 5 days. Protecting Sam from disease is hard, especially with his big sister back in that cesspool of disease known as … [Read more...] about The Therapy Fund | Vol 13
I did it! I managed to make it through Sam's second birthday without too much of an emotional break down. Maybe it was all the worry that I would break down, or maybe it was the exhaustion from a long work week, or maybe, just maybe I am starting to heal... whatever it was, today was a great … [Read more...] about I survived Sam’s second birthday
Sam's 2nd birthday is half-way over, and so far, I have managed to avoid tears. It helps that Sam has just been so damn cute this morning. The day got off to a great start when i went to get Sam dressed for his big day, pulled out his superman shirt, and he looked at me and smiled and said … [Read more...] about Half-way through Sam’s birthday… and I am holding up
We were having a a nice and quiet family diner at our favorite Italian Restaurant. Things had been light and playful. Irene was mixing her gelato with her spoon, turning it into gelato soup. Sam was making himself laugh by playing patty cake with nobody. And that's when they came. The … [Read more...] about And so it starts
I have taken some time off from writing as my mind has been a jumble if thoughts and emotions. I have been weighed down by the herculean task of wrapping my head around all of the changes in my life over the past two years. Barreling towards Sam's second birthday has been really different than it … [Read more...] about My journey to becoming a preemie mom began two years ago today
Today was the first day of 2nd grade for Irene. Aside from being an exciting time for us all... it also means we are entering into the "two years ago today" season. That's right, somehow, Sam's two year birthday is rapidly approaching. Honestly, I have no idea how that happened. His first … [Read more...] about And so we enter the two year countdown…
My (almost) 7 Year Old Broke Me! That's right. My daughter made me cry. After months and months of her mouth, I finally reached a point where I could not take any more. It's not like there was one big incident that pushed me over the edge. It was just the culmination of everything … [Read more...] about The Therapy Fund | Vol. 12
Last week, I took a week off from blogging and my life and kidnapped my 6.5 year old and took her on a trip to Disneyland. We had been talking about this trip for almost a year. She really wanted to go, and we had promised Rosa (our nanny's daughter and my defacto daughter) that we would take her … [Read more...] about The Therapy Fund | Vol. 11
This week is Breastfeeding Awareness Week, and without wading into any of the political mine fields, I wanted to share my two very different experiences with breastfeeding. Before I begin, let me start by saying that how you feed your baby is your choice. If you choose formula for your … [Read more...] about My Breastfeeding Experiences: A Tale of Contrasts