Braeden Rules the Gym

Braeden had his first "real" Gymboree class yesterday, level 2 (6-10 months). He ruled that place, feeling totally comfortable and at home. The instructor said only one more class and then Brae moves up to level 3. He's way beyond the activities from yesterday, but at least he had a chance to become more familiar with the gym and the equipment there - he was crawling everywhere, racing over to the other babies so he could touch their faces. They didn't seem to mind, although you could tell they were probably wondering what this little person was doing racing towards them.

The instructor rings bells when a new activity is to begin - unless Braeden has made off with the bells, racing to the other side of the gym with them. She had to chase after him 3 times, to retrieve the bells, the faster she chased him, the faster he crawled, trying to make his great escape. She eventually had to hide them in her pocket.

The other babies were only 7 or 8 months old, so Braeden was far more advanced. He rocked...hehe. So we'll go back next week, and after that will be in the level 3 class. That class is earlier in the day, which works better for us with Brae's lunch and nap. It's a fun place though. Even I had a good time there.

Gymboree Classes

We signed Braeden up yesterday for 10 weeks of Gymboree play classes at a new facility that opened up over the weekend just down the street from us.

We ended up going with the level 2 classes (6-10 months old), since we went to a trial level 3 class Saturday (10-16 months old) and poor Braeden had a total meltdown with all these little toddlers walking up to him. We had to leave, and they told us to come back Sunday and try a level 2 class. He started with a minor meltdown on Sunday too, but after a few minutes calmed down, and towards the end of the class had started to become more comfortable and was crawling around playing with some of the toys. The babies there were from 7-10 months old, much more his peers. One little girl was giving him the "eye"..hehe.

So we decided to try 10 level 2 classes. We had to pay yesterday, but they told us that if he doesn't become totally comfortable after another 2-3 classes, they'd refund our money, so it's worth a try. It's been very hard to get him out and about with other babies around his age. While there are about 10 of them in the neighborhood, nobody's ever around like they used to be (I have no idea where they all are, but I rarely see any of them at our park or out for walks).

This morning Brae went to work with daddy for a couple of hours. He had a very minor crying jag at first, but settled down quickly, and poor DH spent the majority of the time chasing Brae around the office, as he crawled everywhere exploring the new territory. Braeden's got some real separation anxiety right now though, that hopefully we can work through with the classes. Like at DH's office, he was fine until people came up to him, then he raced for DH. Still, all things considered, it's to be expected, and he's doing well.

He's now got 4 teeth fully through (he was slow getting those first teeth), and has taken to climbing the stairs from bottom to top, with one of us right behind him. He never misses a step though, and once he gets to the top he's off and crawling into all the rooms.

Brae took his first walking steps Saturday - only 3, but all on his own, without any support. Yipee!!! It's kind of scary knowing he'll be walking so soon, but the time has come.

As for his eating, he continues to devour his food. He's not real fond of stage 3 dinners, except the chicken noodle one, but our ped. said if that happened to just skip them and move onto the diced table foods, which is what I've done. So far he's only had green beans, pears, and chicken sticks, but he loves all of them. He's also sampled some restaurant food when we go out to eat, and he loves everything, except carrots. He looks so cute chewing everything up. He still gets his 20-24 ounces of formula, and is still eating stage 2 foods along with the dices, and he likes to drink bottled water in between, right from the bottle. We got small child-proof bottles for him with a sport cap, so he can sip away without worry he'll get the top off. He also loves his cups with straws. He's not fond of sippy cups he has to tip up in order to drink, but we're working on that, since I don't think he'll be drinking from a straw the rest of his life..hehe.

He needs another hair cut already. This with be the 6th one, and it's getting harder to cut myself. I'll keep going through until it's impossible. Everyone says I do a great job on his hair - that's incentive to keep cutting away awhile longer. I've taken to giving him hair cuts while he's in his high chair. That's about the only place he's reasonably still these days.

We're off this weekend to a luau. Brae's got a Hawaiian shirt and shorts for the occasion. It's at 4pm, so we'll be able to have some fun, and still get him home pretty close to his 7pm bedtime. Speaking of bedtime, he's still sleeping about 11 hours at night, straight through. He wakes up at 6am and plays with his toys in his crib, then after I take DP for her walk and get her breakfast ready, I go upstairs and bring Brae down to start his day.

Happy 10-Month Birthday!!

We spent Braeden's 10-month birthday quietly at home, after a very busy week. He's getting more and more active all the time.

The little guy just went to bed, and to be honest, I'm totally wiped out, so suffice it to say, HAPPY 10-MONTH BIRTHDAY, Braeden!! And no more climbing the stairs please..hehe.

My Mother's Birthday

I hope Braeden doesn't mind me posting on his site. Not many people come here now, so I guess this site is just for the two of us - me and my son. I think he'd approve.

Today would have been my mother's birthday - would have been, because she passed away many years ago. It doesn't make it any easier when her birthday rolls around each year. I still miss her and I always will. How I wish she could have known Braeden, how I wish he could have known her. It wasn't meant to be, and that's ok. I know she's watching over us, almost as though she were actually here.

A week from today would have been my father's birthday. Same situation - he passed away a long time ago too. It's hard on both dates, but harder on my mother's birthday - she and I were so very close.

I'm an orphan, no siblings, in fact no remaining family of my own. Until I met DH I spent years by myself, me and my dogs. Now DH is here, DP is here, and of course Braeden is here. While I love them all, I still feel so alone sometimes. I just want to call my mother today and wish her a happy birthday, have her over for tea and a visit. I know that will never happen in this life, but does it ever get any easier? I don't think so. I learned to go on, learned to cope without her, but that gaping hole will always be there, the emptiness sometimes overwhelming.

Braeden is my pride and joy, but he was born via surrogacy - I couldn't carry him and give birth to him. That honor belongs to someone else, and while she's the sweetest lady, and Braeden wouldn't be here without her, it's hard knowing that one day I'll be sitting Braeden on my lap and telling him about her, he'll spend time with her. Will he love me less? I hope not - God, I hope not. Sometimes I almost feel like I don't want to get too close to him, to let him know how very much I love him. Maybe that will shield me a bit from the biting pain I'd feel if he rejects me for the surrogate who carried him, who gave him life. Thankfully though, dealing with that is down the road.

Today I'm sad, depressed, in tears. Maybe it sounds silly at my age to say this, but I want my mom. I could really use a big hug from her. When I was growing up I used to ask her, "Mommy, how much do you love me?" and she always answered, "All the much's in the world". I've been teaching Braeden that little exchange, hoping to keep part of my own mother alive.

Happy Birthday, Mom!!

Busy Weekend

Yikes, what a busy weekend we had, compared to our usual laid-back style.

Aunt Y. arrived on Saturday and was here for 4 hours. She was shocked at how big Braeden's gotten, at his teeth, his smile, how fast he can crawl. She hasn't been here for a couple of months, so lots of changes. After a great visit here, we all headed out for lunch. Braeden had a great time sitting at the table in the restaurant high chair (shopping cart cover in place). He was flirting with everybody who passed our table, waving and smiling and talking. I felt badly for the little girl at the next table (probably about 18 months old). Braeden was "flirting" with her, and he made her cry. He didn't seem to mind. When she started wailing, he turned back to eating his Cheerios and banging on the table again, trying to grab food off my plate.

After we finished our meal, we all came back to the house, and Aunt Y. was able to give Braeden his bottle and feed him his food. This is the first time she's been able to spoon feed him, and you could see the excitement on her face. Braeden's not particular who feeds him, as long as that food keeps coming. Aunt Y. is really looking forward to Braeden's birthday in September. She doesn't know where the time goes either. We're so lucky to continue having her in our lives.

Sunday we headed to the pet store to stock up on DP's food and treats, then went to Pizza Hut for lunch. Braeden got to sample his first mushrooms (the only thing on our pizza that didn't have sauce on it). He loved them. I gave him one little piece of soft pizza crust with a tiny amount of cheese on it, and that was a big hit. I didn't want to press my luck though, so left it at the one piece. He continued flirting with the people in the restaurant, and became so bold as to grab at the server's blouse as she passed by - she thought it was hilarious. Braeden let out a hearty laugh, so I guess he got a kick out of it too.

So today we're resting a bit. It's been very hot here, so we bit the bullet and dumped Braeden's sleep sack that he's slept in since we stopped swaddling him way back when, and let him sleep in just a little top and shorts his grandparents gave him a couple of weeks ago. He was much more comfortable, and seemed to sleep better. I kept checking the video monitor (will I ever give that thing up?) and he barely moved all night, whereas when he was wearing the sleep sack he moved a lot more. Now the mattress is at the lowest level, we have no fear of him tumbling out of his crib, which is why we persisted so long with the sleep sack. Now he can feel free to move about his crib, play with the little toys in there, turn on his aquarium music, and talk away to himself.

So all is well with us - Braeden will be 10 months old on Saturday.

9-Month Exam & Shots

Braeden did great at the doctor's office this morning, unlike last time when he cried throughout the whole appointment. He was more interested in what was going on around him than in anything else, grabbing at everything within his reach. DH and I took separate cars so he could head right to work after the appointment, but he got stuck in traffic and only arrived at nearly the end. At least he made it.

Braeden weighs 20 pounds and 14 ounces (85th percentile), and measures 30 inches tall (95th percentile). Since he's had a cold, his pediatrician gave him a good going over, but the cold is gone for the most part, nothing to stop him from getting his vaccinations.

He only got 2 shots this time, one in each hip. Of course he cried, but as soon as the bandaids were on and he was back in my arms, he stopped crying, and started banging on the exam table, grabbing for the paper covering, banging on pictures which hang on the wall, he was having a great time exploring, the shots forgotten. He goes back in 3 months, early October, after his 1st birthday celebration.

I dressed him in his jean shorts and a top that has "Chick Magnet" on the front. The staff went totally nuts over his top, and as usual everyone commented on all that hair. He's due for hair cut #5, but I wanted to wait until this weekend, so it won't grow too much before his photo shoot next week. His pediatrician signed the form required, giving her authorization that Brae's good to go for the photo shoot. We'll go next Friday, but getting those pictures will be enough for me. I don't want to drag him all over town doing shoots.

He slept on our drive home, but has been very active since we got back, crawling around his expanded play yards, squealing, standing at his piano table and banging away on that. He's been cruising a lot lately, this morning he let go and took a step without holding onto anything. That was so awesome to see. He's finally settled down for a nap.

I nearly forgot. Brae's got the ok to start with table food only, we can stop any and all baby food at this point, although it'll be easier to keep going with it as we transition over. I'm no cook, so I'm not even really sure where to start with table food other than fruit. He's allowed to eat anything he wants now, and is even allowed a little whole milk, so long as we continue with his formula for the majority of the "milk" part of his diet until his 1-year birthday. Some of that baby food is gross - if I won't eat it, I sure won't feed it to my son.

Happy 4th of July!!

I hope this finds all of you well, and that everyone (in the U.S. at least) has a very Happy Independence Day. I may be Canadian, but I still love a good celebration.

Braeden's cold is nearly gone, and he's really on the move. We went into the front yard yesterday so he could crawl around on the grass. I turned my back on him to close our courtyard gate, and there was Braeden halfway across our driveway, heading for the next door neighbor's house, and speeding right along. He wasn't too happy when I picked him up, but concrete and bare knees don't make for a good combination.

The two of us went visiting an elderly neighbor later in the afternoon. We're in the middle of a heatwave, and E. lives alone, so I'm kind of keeping an eye on her. She thoroughly enjoyed Braeden's visit. He was a bit timid at first, although we've been there many times before. But when I set him down on the carpet, he looked around for a few minutes, then off he went exploring this new territory. E. has hardwood floors, whereas we have ceramic tile. Braeden was fascinated by the hardwood, banging his hands on it and giggling. I guess he liked the feel of it.

DH ordered Braeden a new play yard so he'll have a place to crawl (inside and/or outside) but won't be able to get into trouble. He actually ordered two of them, so we can link them together and give Braeden 34 sq. ft. of crawling room, for short-term use only, like taking DP for a quick potty break while DH is still asleep. I put one of them together when they arrived. One wall of this thing is a "play wall" with all kinds of goodies to keep Braeden amused. I'd just put it together and placed him inside for an initial inspection, then ran upstairs to finish the laundry. Suddenly I heard the weirdest sound coming from the living room where Brae was. I looked down from upstairs (our upstairs is totally open to below, with a "bridge" going to the master bedroom suite - so you can look right down into the living room. There was Braeden playing with his new play wall, spinning everything, testing it out. Then he found the musical section, and was hitting all the buttons. He had a great time. This particular play yard has a gate on one side, so I opened it up and left it that way. Brae came crawling out, explored a bit, then went back inside to play more.

He did something different yesterday too. He's got a large plastic dragon with holes to drop little balls inside. It makes music when you do that, and the balls pop out different doors at the bottom. Somehow he got a little chicken he plays with inside one of the bottom doors. I watched (and videotaped) him for about 4 minutes, opening the door, trying to get his chicken out of there. The door doesn't stay opened, so he had to figure out how to hold it open with one hand, while he reached inside with his other hand. The concentration blew me away. But after a few minutes he turned and looked at me, and raised his right arm in the air. That's his signal that he needs help or wants something. I took that as my cue to help him get his chicken out, and after I retrieved it, he picked it up, raised his arm high, and said, "Yeah".

We don't have anything planned for today, except to maybe take in the picnic up at the neighborhood park. But we're in the middle of an excessive heat warning and the park has very little shade, so we may skip that and head for an indoor mall to roam around. Indoor malls are few and far between over here, but there's one only a few exits up the freeway. It'll be nice and cool there, and it's one place Brae hasn't been to yet.

He goes to the doctor Friday for the dreaded 9-month shots. Hopefully he'll do as well as the 6-month ones, without any type of reaction. The 4-month ones didn't go so well - he had a fever. The following Friday is Braeden's photo shoot. It's an informal event to get his little portfolio put together. He'll be a fisherman in one shot, a baseball player in another, and the 3rd will be him hanging out wearing jeans and a T-shirt, standing up on his piano table. Aunt Y. is coming down for a visit that weekend. It'll be great to see her again.

So enjoy and celebrate today, but stay safe.

Braeden's First Cold

DH is a bit on the paranoid side when it comes to photos of Braeden being posted here. Somehow I don't think there's much in this picture to identify him, so here it is, and I really wanted you to see his favorite pose. He hasn't figured out yet how to stand upright without some form of support, but he's getting the hang of it.

My poor little man awoke this morning with a runny nose, sneezing, a little cough. It looks like he's got his first cold (or maybe allergies - we've all got those right now).

He's teething big time, that's for sure, and is very cuddly. I broke down and gave him Tylenol drops, which he hasn't had since the slight fever he got with his 4-month shots. Those work too well. In about 30-45 minutes he was raring to go again, crawling all over the place, and at a faster pace than usual.

We're all very lucky - at 9 months and 1 week, this is his first cold. He doesn't seem in any discomfort now, but refuses to take a nap. He's too busy standing up in his play yard. Braeden and I had to take our dog to the vet yesterday. It was a much better trip than the last time we all went together. Our DP (dear puppy) is much more used to Braeden and the stroller now, and while we waited, she sat right next to the stroller. Brae looked at her a few times, but he was much too busy waving at everyone who came through the door. In the exam room, he took to waving at the vet when she came in - waving is his latest "I love doing this" thing.

Happy 9-Month Birthday!!

Happy 9-month birthday, Braeden!! I know you're going to have a wonderful day today, crawling all over the house, playing in the grass in the front yard.

You're not a baby any longer. It's sad in a way to see the days of babyhood give way to your toddler period, yet I love seeing your little teeth when you smile at me, I love chasing you around as you crawl so fast towards your dog to say good morning, I love seeing you enjoy your meals. I love watching you wave at daddy and me when you see us in the morning, and at various times throughout the day. I love how you still want to cuddle, although not as often as you did when you were younger. I love watching you play with your toys, figuring out new ways of doing things. I love hearing you say "yeah," "hey", "daddy", "mama". I love everything about you.

Braeden weighs 20 pounds and is 30 inches long, is one very happy fellow. He's one very busy little guy too, and over the next few months he's probably going to be even busier. You see, Braeden now has a modeling contract. This was a totally unexpected turn of events, but living where we do, not totally surprising. It's only for 6 months, and only for the odd print ad, but out of 100 babies, he was one of 8 selected. We're taking it all one step at a time at this point. If Brae isn't happy with photo shoots, we're finished. His happiness is the most important thing. On the other hand, if he's able to do a few shoots so we can put aside some money in his trust fund, he'll have a nice little nest egg down the road for college, or for whatever else he may want to do. The law here requires a trust fund be established to protect any money he earns. Never would we let anyone exploit our little man in any way, nor would we do that. But we'll give this a chance and see how it goes.

Braeden's met each and every milestone to date, and goes in 2 weeks for his 9-month check-up and more of those charming shots - only 2 shots this time thankfully. We've got some questions for his pediatrician on the #3 dinners. Those dinners have such big chunks in them that he doesn't enjoy eating them, and all of them have carrots as the top ingredient. Brae and carrots do not agree with each other, so I'm not sure where we'll go from here. He's loving his finger foods, so is able to handle chewing without a problem. #3 fruits and veggies are great, it's those dinners that are the problem. I'm sure there's an answer.

I'm sorry I don't post much, but it seems like the following we had with "Our Miracle Baby" has disappeared, and I keep a written journal so don't post here that often now. I'll keep updating occasionally though. It's hard to believe we'll only be saying "Happy __-Month Birthday" two more times - then it'll be his 1st birthday - hard to believe he's nearly a year old.

Braeden's Adventures

Braeden's been a busy little guy the past week, having some fun adventures.

This past weekend was our wedding anniversary. We all went out for lunch, the three of us. Since Braeden's outgrown his 2nd car seat (due to his length) and we've moved on to a convertible one that will last him until he weighs 65 pounds, we've had to carry him, or use his stroller. No more car seat to conveniently sit on the table at restaurants, or in a shopping cart. So at this particular restaurant, Braeden sat in one of their high chairs for the first time. He wasn't real fond of it - kind of hard on his little behind - so we put him back in his stroller.

I ordered a great meal which included a baked potato. On a separate little plate I mashed some up and let Brae try it. He loved it. It's so funny watching him chew, his two little bottom teeth glistening white. He sat back and enjoyed his first taste of "adult" food. I can feel the top teeth, but they haven't broken through yet. Mashed bananas are next on the new food list.

After we left the restaurant, we went and got a supermarket cart cover, so I'll once again be able to easily take Brae shopping with me. I did that yesterday, and it was fantastic. I parked right next to a cart corral so I could leave Brae comfortably in the car with the door open while I quickly grabbed a cart. Never having put one of those things on before, I was pleased to see not many people around, nobody paying much attention to me, although I must admit that it was very easy to put on, and the belt loops very easily behind the cart seat to securely attach the cover to the cart itself.

Brae seemed very comfortable sitting in his new shopping cart cover, his favorite toy with him, and off we went into the store. My only concern was that without a baby car seat or stroller, he had no coverage from the sun, but he was wearing his sun visor so that kept the sun off his face, and it's a short walk into the store. He wasn't real happy traveling backwards, and was constantly turning around to look where we were heading. He wasn't too interested in where we'd already been..hehe. But he did great, seemed to enjoy himself and the sights, and visiting with a few people who stopped to chat. Boy, this is the only way to go for me. I won't be hesitant to take him anywhere now. If the store has a cart, I've got the cover for it. If it doesn't, I've got Brae's stroller.

Early this afternoon we headed up to the park, which is just up the street from our house. It's a great place for dogs, kids, family picnics. Nobody was there today. I was very happy to see that, because I wanted to try out something else, and I get nervous that I'll look like a total dork if there are experienced mothers around. I know everybody has to do all this stuff for the first time at some point, but if I can manage it without people watching, it's much easier.

There are two baby swings at the park. Braeden loves swinging in his swing at home, rocking back and forth to get it moving, so I thought I'd try him in a park swing. OMG, he absolutely loved it. He hung onto the chains on either side of the swing (thank God for baby wipes..eww), and laughed, throwing his head back as I gently pushed him. We stayed at the park in the shade for about half an hour, but he was only in the swing about 5 minutes.

So as you can see, Braeden's been a busy guy this week. We have to lower the mattress in his crib this weekend. When he sits up in the morning to play (even wearing his sleep sack), he can look over the crib railing, so it's time to drop the mattress down a notch. His new thing this week is pushing up from his tummy to a sitting position. When he was first trying it, I wasn't sure what he was doing, but now he's an old pro at it. Once he's sitting up, he drops down to his tummy and does it again - over and over again..hehe. He's more fun every day!!

Happy 8-Month Birthday!!

Happy 8-month Birthday, Braeden!!

Every day I find it hard to believe that Brae is growing and developing so fast, and here we are at his 8-month birthday already. I think I'll always wonder where the time goes. It seems like only yesterday he was born, not 8 months ago. A true miracle!!

Braeden's Baptism on Saturday was beautiful. We've got some great video, and will have the CD with the pictures either later today or tomorrow. He looked so gorgeous in his little white suit, although it was pretty snug - the buttons down the back held, but were gaping open. You'd never know from the front thankfully. Braeden fell asleep in my arms during the entire ceremony, and only awoke when they poured the baptismal water over his head, a few tears, then he was too busy looking at everything to cry. After the ceremony, we headed home so he could have a short nap before we were off to the reception. There were a lot of people there, but he seemed to enjoy himself. Aunt Y. sat with us, and gave him his bottle. We took his food with us, but knew not much would manage to reach his mouth, let alone be eaten while he was so busy socializing, so we waited until we got home to give hm the rest of his meal and a snack. He was having no part of sitting in his chair at the restaurant - he wanted to be held. DH's sister carried him around to all the different tables so people could see him up close. That gave us a chance to grab some of the scrumptious food from the buffet tables.

He's visiting with his grandparents today. DH's family is still in town, and they wanted to take care of Braeden one more time before they all head home tomorrow. I'm greedy though - they can have him for 4 hours, but I want him home this afternoon. He's still exhausted from being there all day Thursday, and his Baptismal celebrating Saturday. His teeth are erupting fast and furious now, and he's not feeling the best today. He managed to untie one of the bumper ties on his crib somehow and was chewing on it early this morning. I saw him on the video monitor. I went in and re-tied it, and he fell asleep again. It's time to put a teething ring in his bed with him, and the bumper will have to be removed soon. He sleeps in a sleep sack at night, so there's no worry about him standing up and trying to climb out when I'm not there. Those things are great - for warmth, and also for the safety factor.

I joined the "Baby's First Disney Books" book club, and received notice this morning that Brae's first shipment is on the way. It'd be so cool if his first books arrive today, on his birthday. He's got a ton of board books passed along from friends, and while he's been enjoying all of them, "My Train" being his favorite, they're all pretty well chewed up by prior owners. He's constantly grabbing at them to do some chewing of his own, but we've managed to keep them out of his mouth. Now he'll have his own books, some great books btw, that he can hold and gnaw on while we're reading him his stories, without wondering where they've been previously.

So Happy Birthday my little wiggle worm. The next few hours will give me time to reflect on the past 8 months, pouring over all the pictures from his birth to the present.

Baptism Tomorrow

Braeden's Baptism is finally tomorrow. It's been hectic trying to book a time with our church because there have been so many babies born in the past several months, and only a few days short of 8 months old is pretty late, but tomorrow is the day at last.

After the ceremony we're heading to a Chinese buffet restaurant for the reception. It looks like there'll be about 50 people there, so it should be lots of fun. Brae's becoming more and more social all the time, so I know he'll have fun being the center of attention. He loves it when the ladies stop to admire his hair..hehe. DH got him a blue onesie with "Chick Magnet" in black on the front. He looks awesome wearing that and his denim shorts.

DH's sister bought Braeden his Baptismal outfit - a little white satin suit, tie included. Sadly, he grew so much between the time she got it for him and now, that DH had to go out and buy him the next size up. Even that's snug, but hopefully we'll be able to get him to suck in his gut a bit to fasten the buttons down the back...hehe. One of our friends will be taking the photographs, another friend doing the video.

DH's whole family has arrived for the celebration. Sadly, all of my family is deceased. I know they'd be so proud of Braeden, and I wish they could be at his Baptism. They will be in spirit. Brae's aunts and cousins babysat him all day yesterday, and from all accounts and the pictures they took, he had a blast. DH's sister has 3 children, all girls, the youngest one being 5 years old. She took over a lot Brae's care and entertainment, got on the floor to play with him, made sure he didn't have too many toys to play with at one time. DH and I joined them all last night for a family dinner. We ate in the dining room, while the kids ate in the kitchen. The little 5-year-old came running in, "Braeden's got a water bottle, he's ripped off the paper and is trying to eat it". He loves water bottles, and it appears someone left it too close to the edge of the kitchen table where he could reach it from his portable high chair that we had fastened to a kitchen chair.

After we all finished eating, it was time for Brae's dinner. DH's sister gave him his bottle, then sitting in his high chair, the two youngest children fed him his food, taking turns alternating between his meat and veggie. He thoroughly enjoyed his meal.

While Brae was off socializing with his cousins, I was out stocking up on more food, formula, diapers, wipes - he was running out of everything at the same time. I got some #3 foods, although he's yet to try them. We want to wait until after the Baptism tomorrow to introduce new foods, just in case. So far he hasn't had a problem with anything, and loves all his food, so I know he'll do great with these new foods.

I gave him the fourth hair cut of his young life a couple of days ago. DH once again said it was too short, but it's not. He looks so adorable. His hair was growing so fast he'd developed bangs that were so long they were hanging in his eyes. Not a problem now..hehe.

DP (dear puppy) is at a pet hotel this weekend. It would have been way too hectic for her (and me) if she was home with all the company we've had and will have Saturday, and she was overdue for a mini-vacation. We pick her up Sunday morning. She loves that place, always has a great time. I really miss her, and so does Braeden. He looks for "my dog" in the morning when I bring him downstairs.

Then Monday is Braeden's 8-month birthday. Wow, where did that time go? He's got several teeth coming in now. All have broken through the surface, but aren't fully in yet. They're becoming more visible each day. He's started crawling - backwards. He doesn't go far, preferring to continue rolling around the room as a means of getting where he wants to go.

I'll post more next week.

Teeth At Last

We were starting to think Braeden would be going through life gumming his food, but we've finally got teeth breaking through the surface - 5 or 6 of them in total, top and bottom.

He's been taking this teething thing in stride until last night, when he was a bit cranky during his evening meal, not real interested in his food - highly unusual for Miss Piggy's nephew. Normally he eats everything presented to him. Towards the end of his meal he had a few tears, so I threw out the little bit of food left, and held him for awhile.

He doesn't have many cranky times, and is very easy going. So after some snuggle time we played on his puzzle mat, I read him a couple of stories, then we headed upstairs for bed at 7:30 p.m. He cried for about 15 seconds, then was out like a light, not to be heard from until 6:00 a.m. today. Maybe he wasn't cranky because of the teeth so much as the fact he was tired. He doesn't sleep much during the day - a couple of short naps is it for him. Another factor is that it's been close to 100 degrees here the past few days, and we've all been feeling the heat.

Braeden did enjoy a nice tepid bath last evening. Sheesh, break out the snorkeling gear. He grabbed 2 wash cloths from the side of his tub, and proceeded to splash with both of them, one in each hand. I was drenched from head to toe, but loved every minute of it, and Braeden was laughing so hard I know he was having the time of his life.

I'm going to have to get baby gel for his hair though. This is getting ridiculous. I've now cut his hair a total of 3 times, and it continues to grow faster than I can keep cutting it. When he woke up this morning it was all standing straight up, and he'd had his bath 3 hours before bedtime, so I know it was totally dry before I put him in his crib. I wet it down and tried styling it again, but it's a lost cause. Time to gel it...hehe.

Happy Mother's Day everyone. Enjoy whatever it is you've got planned!!

Happy 7-Month Birthday

Happy 7-month birthday, Braeden!! At this point it feels like you've always been part of our lives. I can't even remember what things were like without you here. What a joy you are to everyone you know. As I write this, he naps.

Still no teeth, but that doesn't stop him from devouring his meals. I've noticed this past week that he's not drinking quite as much formula as he used to, it being slowly replaced by all the yummy foods he's now eating three times a day. His 24-hour formula total is down by only 3-4 ounces, but he's gradually wanting less, and what he does drink he now wants from his cup moreso than his bottle. He really does love to eat, particularly his oatmeal in the morning.

Personally I love his evening meal the most. DH isn't home from work then, which is sad, but Brae proudly sits in his high chair, his dog roaming around or lying under the kitchen table in hopes of some food hitting the floor, which doesn't happen often, but she keeps hoping. I have the television on, which Brae can see while he eats, and he glances over periodically for a look. But mostly he's intent on gobbling down that food. If DH were here, it would be my idea of the perfect family meal. At least we've got weekends for that.

Braeden's been sitting totally on his own for about 3 weeks. While he's still not crawling, he's taken to rolling around the room to get from point A to point B and so far it's working for him. Man, he can cross our living room in seconds. I'm surprised he doesn't make himself dizzy..hehe. His new excitement is standing next to the couch, his hands on the seat for support. He stands there for 2-3 minutes, looking around, but hasn't taken the plunge of trying to cruise yet.

He's thoroughly enjoying playtime. DH got him 4 "high tech" toys, meaning they run on batteries, have flashing lights, make music or sounds, and while he enjoys them, he usually returns to the old stand-bys - his blocks, teething rings, teddy bear, his mirror with pictures on the back, his exersaucer. One of the "high tech" toys he enjoys the most is his "driving console". He beeps the horn, turns the steering wheel, shifts gears, and has even figured out how to use the "key" to turn it on and off.

This past week he started saying "mama", "dada", and "daw", which I think is his version of "dog". Obviously he doesn't know what the sounds mean yet, but he's using those three a lot. He's also just started singing, "lalalala". And he loves to scream when he gets excited, that and a lot of giggling.

We moved him up to a larger bath tub, and he really enjoys that. He has more room to kick his legs and splash. It's harder to rinse his hair, which will need another trim very soon, but he doesn't mind water on his face at all - he thinks it's funny. That hair of his is totally amazing. It's dark brown but with a lot of red and reddish blonde highlights. And it's growing so fast. I've already cut it twice, and DH and I will have to attempt cut #3 very soon. It won't be as easy now because he won't sit still for long, but hopefully between the two of us we'll manage to make him neater. He has a natural part on the left side, and the hair on the right is so long it's falling into his eyes, even though I comb it straight back after his baths. Once it's dry, down it comes.

His library of DVDs is expanding. He gets an educational one in the morning, and a fun one before his evening meal. They're mainly Baby Einstein ones, but he's got favorites that he enjoys. It's amazing how his personality has developed so far already.

Aunt Y. was supposed to come for a visit today, but she's come down with a very bad cold, so opted to stay away - good plan. That's the last thing we need, for us to get sick. Hopefully we'll be able to get together next weekend instead.

So Happy 7-month Birthday little Braeden. I hope you have a wonderful day.

6 Month Check Up

Braeden went for his 6-month check up on Wednesday (the 4th). He weighs 17 pounds and 7 ounces, is 27.5 inches long, head circumference is 17 inches. Physically and developmentally he's right on target, healthy as a horse. We move onto Stage 2 foods now, which I think he's more than ready for. Like Oliver's mommy, I'll be careful to only introduce one new food at a time. Braeden does love to eat. He's started cutting back his formula on his own, not drinking quite as much as he did before he started solid foods.

He did great until his pediatrician put him on the examining table. He started crying his head off, almost screaming, and she hadn't even touched him. Since he was so upset, she didn't do too much in the way of an exam. From that screaming, she knew his lung function is excellent..hehe. Even after she left the room, he continued to cry so hard that I was joining him. It was so hard to watch him like that, but he remembered being there last time I think, and didn't want any part of it.

He got some different vaccinations this time, but the same number as two months ago; an oral vaccine, and 4 shots (2 in each hip). He was already crying so much, I couldn't even tell when he got the shots. But once we got him loaded up in his car seat and he had his toys to hold onto, he calmed down and was fine. He had no reaction whatsoever this time around, whereas at 4 months he had a lot of pain and a slight fever. He's a bit quiet today, but he was so "chatty" yesterday I'm not surprised he needs a rest today.

Time for his mid-morning meal. He's taking a short nap, but I know he'll be wide awake once he sees that bottle of milk (formula, but we're calling it milk). He knows the sign language for milk now, opening and closing his fingers when he sees his bottle. That's the only one he's picked up yet.

Our neighborhood is having an Easter Egg Hunt and block party Saturday. Braeden's not old enough obviously for egg hunting, but the park is just up the street, so we'll take him up there for some socialization time. He'll have fun, and next year he'll be able to hunt for those eggs with the other children.

For those celebrating various holidays this weekend, I hope you have a great time.

Happy 6-Month Birthday

Braeden is 6 months old today - where did that time go? It feels like weeks, not months since he was born.

He was awake early, playing in his crib, almost like he knew this was a special day. He constantly sleeps on his tummy now, and no amount of flipping him over works. He rolls right back onto his tummy before I leave his room. He can roll over from tummy to back though, so I don't worry as much as I did when he had trouble doing that. So I let him sleep on his tummy, although it still makes me a little nervous. DH set up the tripod so I could videotape today's events for posterity.

In the past few days he's started pushing up on his hands during tummy time. He's desperately trying to crawl, but so far it looks like he's swimming - he's not moving an inch. He's found a way to move around though - he keeps rolling over in the same direction.

He's had such a wonderful and busy day that he's fallen sound asleep in his play yard with his toys. He was on the go almost all day. DH bought him some new teething rings last night on the way home. No teeth yet, but from all the drooling and chewing on everything, I think they aren't far from breaking through. His new teething rings are fantastic. One's shaped like a dragonfly, the wings being different textures but soft so he won't hurt himself when he bites down on them. The other is round, with "bubbles" of soft material he can chew on. I haven't chilled either in the fridge yet, but both suggest doing that.

DH also got Braeden a puppet for he and I to play with. He loves the puppets on his Baby Einstein DVDs, and seeing one for real, being able to touch it, he's thrilled. A couple of board books rounded out Braeden's half-year birthday gifts. He's more interested in chewing on the books than looking at them..hehe.

We're moving right along with the #1 fruits and veggies. Bananas were on the menu for the first time today - not a big hit by any means. In fact, they're the first food he really didn't like. He ate them, but made a face at every spoonful. He wasn't too fond of pears at first either, but seems to like them now. All the veggies have been a hit. I really think he finds the fruits a bit too sweet, not a bad thing.

In a couple of weeks we head back to the pediatrician for the next round of the dreaded vaccinations, and his well-baby exam. We're certainly not looking forward to that, since he had pain and a slight fever with the 4-months shots. Hopefully it won't be as bad this time, but from what I've heard it will be.

I hear him talking to himself in the other room, so I'm off to see what he's doing. It's nearly time for his DVD. Tonight he'll be watching the new Baby Einstein DVD "My First Signs" hopefully to teach him sign language so he'll be able to communicate sooner than he'll be able to talk. I'll keep you posted on new developments.

New Veggies

Braeden's been enjoying his peas and pear juice the past 5 days, so we gave him his first taste of green beans this morning (the other veggie his doctor recommended for his little "stinky" problem). Everything seems to be settling down there now, and he seems to like the green beans even more than he does the peas. Cool, so far so good.

I had an awful ordeal Friday with the eye surgeon. To recap, I had eye cancer nearly 2 1/2 years ago, for which I had radiation treatment. The good news is that the cancer is gone, the tumor along with it. Sadly though, the radiation did damage to my retina, blood vessels left over from the tumor were leaking fluid. Six weeks ago I underwent laser surgery to kill off those leaking blood vessels. Friday was my post-surgery check-up.

Not good news. There was more fluid in there. They decided the best way to treat the problem was to give me an injection of steroids, then and there. I'm almost glad I didn't have to wait a week, because I'd have been a raving lunatic knowing it was coming. I really hate waiting for medical appointments, and/or results. So as unnerving as it was, I agreed to let them do the injection. This steroid medication needs to be positioned at my retina, so the injection was right through my eyeball (sorry to gross you out - it did a number on me too). Even though they numbed my eye with a bunch of gel, when that needle went through my eye and out the back side, I screamed in pain. It was horrendous, but at least it's over. The medication will remain in there for 3 months, before it dissipates on its own.

My vision's doing very weird things now - I can see the medication in there, in the form of floaters that look to be the size of a dime, and some areas of vision are totally black. They warned me about these phenomena, and said things should clear up in a couple of weeks. Then I have to go back for another sound of laser surgery - does it ever end?

Other than the excruciating pain of the injection into my eye, the worst part of having it is that I have to be extremely careful for the first three days, the hardest thing being that I can't pick up Braeden. Thankfully it's the weekend so DH has been taking care of him for the most part. Still, it's so hard not to pick the little guy up. I've done it a couple of times anyway - they said if I keep the lifting it to a minimum it should be ok. I'm also not allowed to lie down for three days and nights - tonight will be my last night sleeping in the recliner. I have antibiotic drops to put in four times a day for four days, but that's not a biggy. It's not being able to pick up Braeden that's so hard, but I'll have to a day early, since DH goes back to work tomorrow and there's nobody else to help me. Brae will have to settle for minimal snuggling Monday, but after that, I'll make it up to him.

I hope you are all having a great weekend. Counting down to spring - yipee!! Oh yeah, don't forget the time change is next Saturday night/Sunday morning - and the clocks go forward. I actually did it one year, turned them back in the spring - duh..hehe.

Braeden Graduates

Braeden has graduated to fruits and veggies as of today. A bit early, but his doctor said it's time. He was constipated again over the weekend, even though he's been off cereal for the past week. So I called his pediatrician this morning, and she said that with a lot of formula-fed babies she recommends skipping the cereal entirely if there's a problem, and going straight to #1 peas or green beans, in addition to pear or prune juice, to give him the extra fiber his little body is obviously craving, even though he's only 5 months and 1 week old.

So this morning he had his first 2 tablespoons of peas, and he loved them. DH is picking up some pear juice on his way home from work tonight, and we'll start that. Braeden's to have 1-2 tablespoons of #1 peas and 1-2 tablespoons of pear juice 3 times a day for 5 days, to be sure he's not allergic to either, then we can switch to the green beans and real #1 pears. I think we'll skip the prune juice if the pear juice works. So he's arrived at yet another milestone.

He woke me up at 5:30 this morning (his usual time) talking away to himself. I turned on the video monitor, and all I could see was the bottom of his sleep sack. Somehow during the night he moved around so his head was at the foot of his crib, his feet where his head was supposed to be. When I went into his room and turned on his lamp, there he was smiling at me, looking kind of like the cat who ate the canary. I moved him back into his normal sleeping position (we've got a waterproof cover over that area to avoid any spit-up problem) while I mixed his formula. After he downed that and had his little constipated bowel movement, he happily went back to sleep for another hour, before I got him up for his morning DVD and tummy time.

Aunt Y. was here over the weekend. She brought him a new toy - a tractor, with 3 stackable farm animals. It's for ages 6 months and up, but Braeden's already batting it around, knocking the animals off the tractor, then picking up the tractor to stick the wheels in his mouth. He has no idea yet what to do with the toy, but he seems to like it so far. She also brought him some new socks, and two adorable outfits - one for 12 months, the other for 18 months. It was great seeing her again. We try and have her over for a visit close to each monthly birthday, and we've asked her to be one of his God Mothers at his baptism, which will be sometime in May. She cried when we asked her - she's never had that happen before, and she was very touched that we'd ask her.

I'll post again after I see what happens with Braeden eating peas and drinking pear juice. Hopefully it'll solve his constipation problem and he won't be allergic to them so we can move on to green beans and real pears (instead of juice).

Braeden Photos

I'd like nothing better than to post photos of Braeden here, but DH prefers I don't do that. His job position is such that he wants this blog to remain as anonymous as possible.

However, if anyone would like photos of Braeden, please don't hesitate to email me directly with your own email address, and I'd be more than happy to send a few to you, the small variety so they won't fill up your email quota. He has totally awesome hair - no kidding. He lost some on the sides and back, but for the most part what he was born with is still there and growing very fast. He'll need a hair cut soon, or some major gel applications so he doesn't look like a troll with dark brown hair standing straight up..hehe.

Braeden continues to enjoy his cereal. We're still doing it only once a day, but will go to twice a day in the next couple of weeks. The Bumbo chair works great for feeding, leaving both my hands free, since he's not exactly sitting up totally on his own enough to try feeding him that way. Now that would be messy..hehe. Plus, we put it on the couch while we're sitting there so he can sit between DH and I. He looks so pleased with himself sitting beside us.

I do have one development that seems weird to me, but then this is my first time doing this, so it's probably what all these little ladies and gentlemen do at about 5 months old (he'll be 5 months in a week). After he eats his cereal, we return to his bottle for the rest of his meal. The only problem is, he doesn't want to drink from the nipple. No, he wants the top off and to drink directly from the bottle, as if it's a cup. We don't have any cups for him yet, so that's how we're doing it until we're able to buy some real cups. We've done research which suggests he should learn to drink straight from a cup before using a sippy cup, so that's the route we're going. I get the biggest kick out of him drinking without the nipple and collar on the bottle, but has anyone else encountered this?

One thing I'm not sure of is how much cereal he should eat as he gets closer to 6 months and the start of his fruits and veggies. I know we're supposed to work up to three times a day, but how much at each feeding baffles me. The cereal box says to start with 1 tablespoon mixed with 4-5 tablespoons of formula (or water), and that seems to be his limit right now. Does it stay at that amount, just more frequently? New motherhood is really showing here, isn't it?

He continues to outgrow his clothes. This is getting scary. I swear baby clothes must shrink at some point in the laundering process..lol. He's wearing 6-9 months, which is appropriate for his weight, but what's after that? 12 months? It seems from what I've seen that after 9 months things are labeled differently, at least here. I have no idea what 4T is, and he has some of those for later - they're huge. We'll need to go on a shopping trip before long, and it's a maze out there. We received some things that are marked as 12 months, 18 months, even 24 months, but the majority of the clothing items don't seem to be marked that way. Help!

We're breaking out the Exersaucer this weekend after we clean it up. Most of our big items were inherited from friends, and need a good cleaning. I know he's going to love that thing. Will keep you posted on further developments, and don't forget that if you'd like a few photos, just let me know at my email address. I wish I could post them here, but DH would have a cow..lol.

Shots Not Fun

I'm so relieved Braeden's 4-month-old shots are behind us, and I'm sure he is too. He had a bit of a reaction this time (which he didn't at 2 months). Nothing major, some pain and a little fever, but Tylenol helped and he was fine in a couple of days.

He weighs 15 pounds, 5 ounces, is 25 1/2 inches long, and is doing great. His pediatrician said we could start messing around with the cereal eaten from a spoon stuff, so we're doing that, and he's doing very well. He loves that cereal. We're just experimenting for now, mainly getting him used to the spoon. We got him a "Bumbo"chair to help him sit up (he still needs some support), and that's working great for the spoon feeding. Thank goodness we also got one of those rubberized bibs with a big pocket to catch drippings..hehe.

His babbling has turned more to squealing, which goes on for most of the day. He only takes a couple of short naps, otherwise he's a busy little guy. Since he discovered his feet and toes, he's content to lie in his bed for an hour playing with them and sucking on his toes. Too cute. I guess naps are going to keep lessening. That's fine with me. I love playing - he's so much fun, loves everything. Let's hope that carries on to fruit and veggies when he reaches that point in about 6 weeks.

Will write more later.