Four Months.

Hey, Crazy Pants. You are four months old. You are still quite the chunker at 16 lbs, 10 oz (84th percentile) and are now getting longer at 26 inches long. This past month has brought so much change. You are now rolling from front to back on a semi-consistent basis. You are attempting to roll from back to front, but haven't quite flipped over yet. You even scoot forward some- whether you are on your front or back. You sleep on your own the majority of the night- your record is 7.5 hours without a wake up. You are starting to play in activity center toys and we have ordered you a jumperoo for Christmas.

The day you turned 4 months old.

Your first Halloween!

Jumperoo ordered for Christmas

You playing on your "big boy toy."

You are the happiest baby I have ever been around. You are so playful and always smiling. You have clearly defined relationships with Daddy and I. There are days where Daddy gets home and you are so excited and get upset if you don't get enough attention from him. You clearly recognize some of our family members. You are starting to notice and get distracted by Athena, but have yet to really reach for her. 

Fall Foods

I can't decide what I love most about fall. I love the colors, I love the scents, I love the fashion.  I think that most of all, I love the food. I feel the most at home in my kitchen when I am baking. Baking is no fun in the summer heat. 

This last week's fall recipe was Banana Nut Bread! I even made an extra loaf and brought it over to our new neighbors. 

1 cup butter

1.5 cups sugar

.5 cup honey (eyeball it)

4 eggs

1/4 teaspoon salt

3 3/4 cups flour

5 bananas, very ripe, size medium

1 1/4 cups walnuts, chopped

I have an awesome kitchenaide mixer than my parents bought me when I got married. I cream together the butter, sugar, and honey. Add salt, eggs, flour. Then when those are fully mixed, cut up and add bananas then the nuts. This makes 2 loaves of bread. Grease bread pans, bake for an hour- one hour and fifteen minutes at 325 degrees. Check by poking the bread in the middle and see if it comes out clean. 

I will be honest: I never follow a recipe. I have recipes, but mostly my food is always different because I am always playing with something. 

Enjoy!

Three Months Old

Three months old and there has been SO much change in our lives. Daddy started graduate school, we moved, mommy started working, and you are so different! You put consonants in front of your "ooohs." You have started squealing. You are now sleeping in your own bed most of the time (your pack n play,) you suck your thumb, you smile and laugh ALL the time. You even rolled over the other day! 

The day we got our keys. Don't worry, the grass is already much greener.

Your days usually consist of playing with Mommy.

This was taken right after you rolled over for the first time on the 25th. Both Mommy and Daddy got to see!

You, my love, are a HUGE CHUNK

You love to play and sing.

We have also started using cloth diapers part time. You are in between sizes, so we bought the size up and they are HUGE on you. But, you will grow into them. Thus far, they are no more difficult than disposable diapers. Maybe even less because the dirty diapers don't sit in the garbage, smelling. 

I would love to document more, but I am determined to enjoy every second with you, as it is all going SO fast. There is not enough time in the day!

We love you Buggie Boo!

Finding a new normal.

The past 2 months has been a whirlwind. As soon as things should have been calming down (as far as having a newborn in the house,) I got sick. After I got over it, O caught the bug. But, we have had a couple weeks to figure out this new life of ours. 

Our sweet Buggie's 2 month pediatrician appointment went well. They said he is developmentally spot on and everything looks great. He is 13lbs, 3.5oz, which is the 85th percentile for his age. He is only the 55th percentile in height, so, as we guessed- we have a chunker!  This sweet chunker is still eating very often, giving me one big stretch of 4 hrs tops each day and one each night. The rest of his life, he is eating every 2 hours on average. When he takes a bottle (once a night,) he is taking about 4 oz now. This is new, as up until a few days ago, we were giving him 3-3.5 oz and he seemed satisfied. 

Some things going on this month: 

>We get smiles all the time now.

>We now get laughs every so often. These laughs are the sweetest noise I have ever heard and you can't help but join in on the giggles. 

> He loves to coo and "Oh." He loves when you make noises he can make. It's actually sometimes frustrating. When he wakes up at 5am to eat, he always wants to talk and play with me. How can I resist his sweet smile?

> He is getting better at keeping his pacifier in his mouth. This is nice when he wants it for sleep. 

> He is starting to have somewhat of a schedule. Based on how the morning is, I can tell how the rest of the day is going to go.

> His cries are changing. He has a specific "piggy" cry when he is hungry, and angry cry when he is gassy, a scream-like cry when he is over tired, a cough-like cry when he wants his pacifier, and a whiney- pout like cry when he is needing to go to the bathroom. 

> Odin is now in size 2 diapers! We still have some size 1's that we are finishing off, but they are way too small. 

Every day, he is using his hands more and more. He still scratches his face often, so he is still in his gloves a lot. He is also a very kicky boy, now. Watching him kick around, we decided to purchase the Fisher Price piano play mat. Oh my goodness. Little boy LOVES this thing. A friend of mine described the play mat as "baby crack" because of how excited the baby gets when playing on it, and how long they can play. He spends a lot of his waking time playing on the play mat. He likes when we lay behind him and talk to him in the overhead mirror. 

Odin loves mirrors. He will talk and coo to the mirror. I call it "telling stories." He seems less enthralled with the frames on the walls and is now more interested in people. He now recognizes certain people. It used to be that anyone was as good as the last person. The only time he wanted a specific person was when he wanted to eat. But, now, there are times where he doesn't want me. Nothing I can do will stop his crying. He wants Liam. And the opposite. There are times when Liam gets home from work, so excited to snuggle his Lovey, and Odin only wants mommy.  

The past few weeks, he has gotten more fussy, for sure. But, he is still a very easy baby and we can't believe how blessed we are with such a sweet boy. 

And now....Photo-bomb....

Buggie: Bronchitis Edition

He is still sleeping a lot.

Athena has finally decided we can keep him.

Not quite ready for it, but first shot at the Bumbo.

Such a silly Love.

5 AM feeds are a little easier when he looks like this.

Laughing in his sleep.

He is still co-sleeping with us. We have no intention to change this any time soon.

Visiting Daddy at work

Playing outside

Such a handsome boy!

Before and After his 2 month shots.

First Time Playing the piano.

Just some morning talking time. 

Easton John.

Auntie Tori had her son, Easton John today! Around 2:30am this morning, I got a phone call from her saying her water had broken and she was on her way to the hospital. I had not planned on going in to be there when she gave birth, because...well, I have a 5 week old baby, who breast feeds. But, at Odin's next feeding ending at 4:45, there was no way I was going to be able to sleep! I couldn't stop thinking about everything I was missing. Luckily, I own a breast pump. Luckily, Liam has a job where he can work from home. Luckily, I have an easy baby that I can leave at home with little inconvenience. I was able to be a part of Tori's birth experience. It was a very cool experience. Tori handled birth like a pro. Towards the end, things got a little tough, but she continued to push through (LITERALLY!) and around 10:30 this morning, Odin's first cousin was born. Mom and baby are perfectly healthy and resting.

We have progress!

Up until this point, Athena has been fairly disinterested in Odin. She tolerates his noises and taking up her space. She even tolerates our lack of attention to her...kind of. But, she never seemed curious of him. She would kind of ignore that he existed at all. 

Until a couple days ago......

Maybe they will be friends someday, after all.

One Month Old.

What? How did that happen? How in the world did every day seem like an eternity for 9 months and now a month seems like 5 seconds? Everything is flying by at light speed.

Well, Odin. Obviously you hit quite a few milestones this month, being your first month and all.
* You were born! It was quite a bit of work from both mommy and you.
* You passed your birth weight. By a lot. By your 2 week appointment, you were 8lbs 12 oz!
* You lost your umbilical cord stump. Most of it fell out when you were 6 days old, some more fell out later.
* You had your first full bath. You like your hair being washed, but aren't a huge fan of the rest of the process.
* You got sick for the first time :( Pink eye. Diagnosed in your 2nd week of life. You were a super star at getting the ointment put in your eye twice a day and you got over it quickly, though.
* You gave mommy your first responsive smile on August 13th. I cried a little bit. I was so proud of you and my heart was so full of joy at seeing you interact.
* You went to your first wedding. Jenny and Aaron Stansbury were married on August 11th and you attended. Everyone was very impressed by how well you did and how cute you are! You only cried once, when you had to get your diaper changed.
* You had your first blow out diaper. At the wedding. Ruined your cute romper outfit.
* You have gone to restaurants! You are great at it!
* You have been on walks in both the carrier and your stroller.
* You moved from newborn to 0-3 size clothing.

Mommy and daddy are so impressed by you. You are a great baby. You are a great eater. We love you more than anything and everything.

Odin and His Tree

Getting some naked sun time to fight the jaundice

1 week old.

3 days old. Car ride home from hospital.

6 days old, bellybutton.

9 days old.

2 weeks old.

3 weeks old

2.5 weeks, first time out to Grandma and Papa's

15 days old, first walk around neighborhood

July 29th

One of your favorite spots.

first bath

wedding

One Month Old, Talking to Mommy

Nature vs. Nurture

Odin is the most calm, relaxed baby I have ever been around. He is just so laid back and go with the flow. He is only fussy if he is a) hungry, b) cold, c) has gas. He rarely actually full on cries, maybe once or twice a day. People don't really seem to grasp what I am saying when I say he is such a good baby until they spend a significant amount of time with him. 

As a proud parent, I of course would like to take some credit for this amazing baby. In the hospital, the nurses could not stop commenting on how great Liam and I were doing and how impressed they were with how natural we were for first time parents. One of my nurses came in and told me that they were talking about us at the nurse's station. One of the other nurses ended up being assigned to Tori(sister) right after we were discharged (she came in for a check) and she mentioned how great, calm, and natural we were with Odin. So, I would like to think that Liam and I being so relaxed, laid back, and calm about our new roles might have something to do with Odin's relaxed, laid back, calm demeanor. 

That being said, Odin came out of the womb very good at communicating his needs. At least, to me. I feel like him and I are able to just communicate with each other in a way I have never experienced. I just get him and I feel like he gets me. 

Whatever the reason we have an angel baby, we are blessed.

9 day old Baby O

Milkies

We bought all the things they say you need for a baby. But, some of the things that have become the most invaluable have been quite surprising. So, every once in a while, I might do a little product endorsement ;) Obviously not paid or reimbursed for in any way, LOL.

Milkies Milk Savers are these little things that you stick inside your bra on the side you are not nursing on to catch the milk you leak.

http://www.mymilkies.com/

I purchased mine on amazon. It took me about 3 weeks to finally get around to trying them out. I wish I hadn't wasted all that time and milk! In one feeding session, I have gotten up to 1.5oz of milk that would have just been thrown away in a nursing pad! My first session, I got over an ounce and was ecstatic. 

I only use it one feeding session in the morning when I am the most full/ leak the most. At this point, I am only pumping once a day to build up a small stash. So, I feed on one side, using milkie on the other. Then, I nurse on the side that had the milkie. I get a full bottle every morning. Honestly, the milkie milk saver catches almost as much as I am pumping! 

UPDATE: I got 2.25 oz!!!

Odin David

Well, Baby O is obviously here. Things have been crazy and I have been trying to get the energy to blog because I don't want to forget all the details about these first few weeks, but it is hard with an adorable baby to snuggle!

This photo was taken 2 days before delivery, 1 day before I went into labor

 2 days before I turned 39 weeks.

Monday, the 16th, I continued to have what I thought was more false labor. This time, though, things were getting worse and didn't let up. So, that night Liam and I went in to the hospital. I was progressing VERY VERY slowly. I labored for a few hours, walking, in the tub, on the ball. I still did not believe I was in labor, but the nurses wanted me to stay over night to try and get some rest before I had the baby (which they believed I would within the next 24-48 hrs.) So, they gave me something to sleep and for the pain. I was apprehensive about taking the medications because they were kinds that made you loopy, but after Liam and I were given some time to decide, we decided to go for it because I knew I would not be able to sleep through the contractions without it. So, status as of the end of an entire day of laboring at home: Still pregnant.

Tuesday, the 17th I woke up still pregnant. Damn. Contractions were still there and getting more painful as time went on. Upon being checked, we found that I was still progressing, but again VERY slowly. The doctor came in and gave us a few options. We ended up deciding to add pitocin to the mix to expedite labor a bit. This was a very hard decision for me. I had always wanted to avoid pitocin and anything "inducing" labor because I wanted Odin to come into the world when he was ready. But, I was not being induced. I was in labor, it was just taking much much longer than expected. At this point, I was having contractions every 2-3 minutes lasting over a minute. They were incredibly painful, obviously. I wasn't sure I would last if labor continued to progress as slowly as it had been. My blood pressure was also up along with some swelling. So, that added to the decision. They started the pitocin around 11am and a couple hours later, at 1pm, Dr.Konradi broke my water. This was such a surreal moment for me. I knew, once the water was broken, there was no going back—I would be having a baby. I also had no idea they would be breaking it so soon in the laboring process considering at this point I was only about 3-3.5cm dilated. When she broke my water, it felt so weird. And gross. It just kept coming. It wasn't one big gush, the end. My belly felt slightly deflated. I started wondering, How was baby moving around in there without his water to swim in? Was he scared? Confused? I tried to send lots of calming and loving thoughts to baby. I tried to stay out of bed as much as possible to try to get labor to progress. I had previously thought that the yoga ball would be my preferred laboring position, because I had used it a lot for relief when I was pregnant. No way was that thing comfortable during labor. I liked walking around in between contractions. When a contraction hit, I would either lean on a wall or Liam would hold me up. I also like straddling a chair. I could feel it opening my pelvis. The contractions were continuing to get more and more intense.

This was a photo Liam took of me in between contractions while I was on the chair.

As the contractions got closer together, they also got more and more intense. I was now having less than a minute break in between each agonizing contraction. Now, I had mentally prepared myself for a natural birth. We had done studying and had learned the breathing and relaxing techniques. But, I have never been set on anything. Because I had never experienced birth, and I really wanted to enjoy and look back with nothing but good feelings, both Liam and I had decided to not really have a birth plan other than going with whatever felt right at the time. I can tell you, at this time, a natural birth no longer felt right. I had turned down the epidural about 20 minutes before I decided to call the nurse back in to call anesthesia to get that needle in there, stat! The entire process of the epidural seemed to take forever, I am unsure how long it actually took. I am pretty good with needles, but the whole 'going in the spine' thing, freaked me out! As soon as the epidural took effect, I no longer felt my contractions. I could feel my belly tighten, and I could move my legs and feel the baby, but I no longer felt pain. 

Around 7:30 pm, I was checked by my nurse. I was only 4.5 cm dilated. At this point, I had been in the hospital for over 24 hours. I had been laboring a day and a half, including the laboring I did at home. I couldn't believe how slow things were moving- especially considering the fact that I had been given pitocin over 8 hrs prior to this to try and speed things up. I decided to try and take a nap since the odds that it was going to be another 6 or so hours was pretty high. I finally found a comfortable position with all the wires and cords and monitors I was hooked up to when I started feeling very painful pressure. It came in the waves of my contractions. I told the nurse this and she stayed in the room through a few of the contractions to watch my reaction. She couldn't believe I was in so much discomfort with my contractions with the epidural. So, even though it had been less than an hour since my last cervical check (she was going to wait till 2 hrs), she decided to check me. She looked at me and said, "Well, you are a 9 and a half." I thought she was joking and I wanted to punch her. Not a funny joke to tell a woman who has been in labor for as long as I had been at this point. But sure enough, I had gained 5 cm in less than an hour! 

Things moved really fast at this point. It was all kind of a blur. Within minutes, Dr.Konradi was in the room asking me if I was ready to push. 

The whole time, Liam coached my pushing with counting. The nurses and doctor kept telling me how great my pushes were. She said that for a first time mom, I was doing awesome. I always thought that with an epidural, I would need to be told when to start and stop pushing. But, I could feel everything. I was setting the pace for delivery. Or, Odin was. Every push, I could feel him move down. I also thought that with an epidural, I wouldn't be in pain other than the dreaded ring of fire at the end. I was wrong about that, too. Pushing was painful and exhausting. The hardest work out I have ever done. And then, just as it got so hard that I was sure I wouldn't be able to continue, I felt this huge sensation of relief of pressure. I felt my baby come out. Then, I opened my eyes and Liam was putting our baby on to my chest. 

I just stared at this tiny thing Liam had handed me. My first thought was to turn him so I could see his face. My second thought was, "Holy crap, he has so much hair." My third thought was, "Why hasn't he cried?!" I asked this question a couple times before all of a sudden, my baby let out a huge wail. At that point, I lost it.

I had waited my whole life to hear this voice. I had day dreamed for months about this precious babe, and he was now healthy, in the world, in my arms. I just stared into his eyes. There was no way THIS is what had been inside of me all these months. Liam and I couldn't stop touching, kissing, staring. He was perfect. He had the most perfect, pouty lips you have ever seen. His skin was flawless, no bruising or anything from delivery. His nose was no squished the way so many babies are when they are vaginally delivered. And he was incredibly alert. He just stared at me. I immediately tried to get my gown down so he could go straight to my skin. I sat there for what seemed like both one second and 12 hours all at the same time, just kissing his head and touching him, all while the OB and nurses delivered the afterbirth and stitched me up.

Such a Surreal Moment. 

Liam cutting the cord.

Maiers Three.

Daddy and his baby.

After everyone had a chance to meet him and hold him, we asked all of our guests to leave. I then breastfed him for the first time. He knew exactly what he was doing. Perfect latch from day one. 

Putting O in my gown again for first time breast feeding.

After I fed him, I got up to take a shower. This part of the story still makes me a little sad. The nurse did not read our birth preferences, apparently, and started bathing Odin without any permission or check in with us. We had originally wanted the bath to be delayed and we did not want to use soap. Liam was right there and kind of pushed his way in to doing the bath, thank goodness. But, I missed his first bath and it wasn't done to our preferences. Also, while I was in the shower, they weighed and measured him. 

7lbs, 12 oz. 20 inches Long. His head circumference was 13.5.

After a long day for baby and mommy(27 hours of labor just including the hospital!), some food in both of our bellies, and lots of love, we snuggled. 

Yikes! 27 hours of labor will really do a number on your looks. 

We love you Odin David Maier. You were worth every second of pregnancy and labor. And More. <3