We did go to the zoo last week. It was $2 Tuesday and so worth it, even through the little Peanut meltdown and the couple of showers that passed by. I plan on going back next month again, but with a little more planning and organization on my part. And we did go to mom and dads to see their new kitchen and help out a little bit. Other than that, we've been home hanging out, waiting for it to warm up a little outside so we can go the parks more often without getting wet butts from the slides.
Maemae and Peanut had doctor checkups today. Maemae is up to 11 1/2 pounds and is 22 inches tall and Peanut is 32 pounds and 37 inches tall. I can now take Peanut to the fabric store and use him for my yardage stick. Both kiddos are doing very well and the new doctor was so much better than the last vaccine pusher we visited. She didn't even try any scare tactics or spout off like she's a CDC vaccine brochure when I said we're declining most if not all vaccines. Just said that was fine as long as we'd discuss pros/cons (which we did) but I left feeling like we found someone who is accepting that the parent is making the best decision for their family.
On a sad note, today I had to dump all of my frozen breastmilk down the drain. I cried and still feel like crying a little more. Somehow it all went bad. Either the freezer door was left open long enough to let it partially thaw and then refreeze or the bags I used were bad. I tasted some from multiple days and it all was bad so I know it wasn't just a funky aftertaste from something I ate. So this explains why Maemae fought so hard when I tried to teach her to drink a bottle and why Peanut took a drink and threw his sippy on the floor while trying to wipe the taste off his tongue. If you've never breastfed, it's hard to understand, but that milk is precious. And I worked hard to get my stash in the freezer. I felt good opening the door knowing there's enough for 3 or 4 feedings if something happened and I couldn't nurse Maemae. Breastmilk is best and I had to dump my emergency stash down the drain. I feel slightly panicky when I remember I have nothing in the freezer for our pretty girl. I now have to decide if I want to add a pumping session into my day to build a small stash back up or to just have faith that nothing will happen that prevents me from being able to nurse her when she needs too. I'm leaning towards building up a small stash again and then having faith that it's not needed and can be given to Peanut when it gets close to the end of it's storage time in the freezer. For not breast feeding over the last 8 months, Peanut still loves his mama milk. Who knew that I'd turn out to be such a breastfeeding advocate but I am, and a huge one at that. I think every mom should do it for as long as their babe wants to and feel sad when not everyone can.
Happier news: Peanut had a vocabulary explosion over the past week and is using more and more of his new words. Of course, most of these new words are told to other people and then I get to hear about them but he did tell me "ball please" which is so sweet and heartmelting to hear. And he loves to bellow GO at me when I'm driving. Not sure if he means to actually tell me to get going and drive this missile to the next stop so I can get out of this dreaded carseat or to tell me he's excited to be going somewhere, but it's still pretty cute. And Papa is a favorite when we say we're going to my parents. Gramma is sometimes mentioned, but not nearly as many times as Papa (sorry Mom, but you already knew you were 2nd place to Dad and close to being replaced by DeeDee). He loves his Papa and looks past Mom when she comes over to see if Dad came to visit us with her.
A few new pictures from the last couple of weeks.
Mike and I washed our cars.....Peanut washed his monster truck.
Standing on a chair to help make cookies.
Taste testing to make sure the chocolate chips were worthy to be in our cookies.
Look good don't they?!
Enjoying the fruits of our labor.
Mild Mama heart attack to turn from putting the bowl in the sink to seeing this on our island. Yes, with another cookie in his hand.
Sweetpea looking uber cute like usual.
Cuteness with spit bubbles.
That's all for now. I'm finally sleeping so I can pass out next to our babe. Tomorrow is a date night for us. Going to the Cirque du Soleil Corteo show in Portland with our friends Steve and Ronda. Thank you guys again for the tickets. Maemae gets to go with us but Peanut gets a night with Gramma and Papa. (Mom you remembered that right?)
TTFN ~ Crys
No comments:
Post a Comment