Sunday, 22 February 2009

Vaughn at 6 weeks...and (eep) me, too

A few photos of our beautiful boy, with a horrible sight at the end... you've been warned.


Me and the little pooper, pretending to be well-rested.


The V-Man hanging out with his new blankie!



Yay! Bathrobes are AWESOME!


Vaughn in a rare moment of quiet and rest.



Ok, so here goes nothing: after months and months of belly photos (to see how I compare to myself in this outfit, check me out here (on my due date!) and here (at 20 weeks)!), I've decided to face the hideous truth and debut the 6-weeks-post-baby body. Let's hope it improves over the next, oh, week or two.


So far, the scale is being kind (I've been 5 lbs over my pre-pg weight since week 3), but I know that's due to lost muscle mass. I'm very sure that the bones of my hips are wider than they were before (as evidenced as my dependence on jogging pants), but aside from the slight belly pooch*, I'm not feeling too, too badly about the whole thing.

Oh, who am I kidding? I'm feeling HORRIBLE! I've made it out walking 3 times (pain/cold has kept me from doing more), onto the elliptical twice (oooo, level 4), and tried to run the other night, and managed 1 minute of running/ 2 minutes of walking for half an hour, and it felt awful, inside and out, for 2 days. I've done 2 days of light weights, which felt great, and lots of pushups and crunches at home (I can do pushups again without my belly hitting the ground! Yay!), but until I can get on a consistent schedule, I don't expect to see much improvement, and definitely not the abular definition I had before.


Suffice it to say that there won't be regular photos, but I will check in on my fitness progress once in a while.



* oh, and apparently, there's still some back fat. I was unaware.

Saturday, 21 February 2009

Daddy's Little Pooper

Chris and Vaughn hanging out - this picture could only be more perfect if Chris was holding a beer. Or if he was in his underwear.


Vaughn's first bottle! I had to go to the base for an interview, and he did just fine with Daddy!


Thursday, 19 February 2009

Meet the Fockers!

Well, Vaughn has now met the whole fam damily.


Chris' dad stopped by for a quick visit on our first day home from the hospital. Needless to say, we weren't in any shape to entertain, but I propped myself semi-upright... it's not like he was there to see me, anyway! I'm resigning myself to the fact that I'm now just "Vaughn's mom", and not a person that people want to see alone anymore!


We went to Ottawa during the last week of January/first week of February. He was an angel on the flights, sleeping almost the whole time - and proceeded to stay up, angry, till 6 am, to make up for it. Mom was great, and sent me to bed at 3 am, so I got a few minutes of sleep, but when I heard him still screaming at 3:40, I felt bad for her, so I went out to take him...and she had gone to bed!

My mom holds a sleeping (thank goodness!) Vaughn.



My dad is tickled pink with his new grandson.



Seriously, though, it was lovely - I'd feed the little guy, then Mom would take him and send Chris and I back to bed. Just what I needed! In between cuddles, he napped in a beautiful cradle, which Dad had made by hand for my nephew Logan!











Logan and Jodie (my sister's kids) got to meet their new cousin, too! (I'm just to the right of Logan, smiling, since I thought I was in the picture, too. Guess not.)




The grudge match - evenings in North Gower are pretty quiet, so we filled the time by playing Killer Bunnies, and, of course, table hockey. (???)



Last week, Chris' mom came up from Vegas for a visit (we were supposed to go down there, but there were issues with getting a birth certificate and passport in time), and then we drove her up to Edmonton to spend a few days with Chris' brothers - Vaughn was a hit with all of his aunts and uncles. And his cousins on that side (Odin the Great Dane and Teddy the Papillon) didn't eat him, so the visit can be considered a success!



Chris' mom with her first grandchild.



Uncle Rob soothes the screaming beastie.



Uncle Ryan gives great cuddles!

Kapow WHO?

Ok, ok, it's been a while.

Turns out this baby stuff really does take up a lot of time, and again, I use the first nap for a shower, the second to brush my teeth, and then there's a lot of crying and carrying on (and Vaughn cries a lot, too) till bedtime, which is midnight for everyone.

I've been journalling a bit, but unfortunately, this is what it looks like:

8:00 am - Eat (16 min)
Diaper: poopy and wet (K)
Horizontal parenting with suspiciously pleasant baby (songs, tummy time)
Down again at 9:10 am

10:00 am - Psycho baby wakes, screams for Daddy for 20 min
Diaper: poopy and wet (C)
Eat (16 min)
Does yelling count as an activity?
Short nap in bassinet, then on Mommy till...



1:10 pm - Eat (20 min)
Diaper: poopy and wet (K)
Dancing and singing (babies are 2-handied jobbies)
Sleep? Quiet time, anyway, in bouncy chair with soother

(aside: what the heck happened to my life???)

3:40 pm - Eat (15 min, + vitamin D drop)
Diaper: poopy and wet (C)
Sleep: put right to bed at 4:15....and slept and slept!!! :D

6:20 pm - Eat (22 min)
Best diaper change ever! Just wet! (K)
Bouncy chair/rocking/bassinet





8:30 pm - Eat (20 min)
Diaper: poopy and wet (K)
Bathtime! Fairly pleasant baby, till after. Somebody doesn't like being towelled off.





(aside: seriously. this is my life now)

10:00 pm - Eat (12 min)
Still not asleep! Cranky! Snuggles on the couch, finally fell asleep at 10:30.

11:30 pm - Eat (20 min)
Diaper: wet and poopy, and peed on Mommy to boot! (K)
Double-swaddled and put to bed asleep.

4:20 am - YAAAAAY!!!! That's a lot of sleep for Mommy!
Diaper: wet and a little poopy (K)
Eat (16 min)
Down, fully asleep at 4:50 am

So, um, I'm hoping to have more interesting stuff to post here, but you'll have to settle for baby pictures for now. More to come, once I find out where I put my USB cable...