Momma Monday

A day late.

What can I say, its been a battlefield around here, fighting off those horrible naps and all. You know, the ones where your bottle is made for you, you get placed in a nice clean crib with your favorite blankie and pillow, your momma lovingly strokes your face and kisses your sleepy cheeks. Your room is a nice 77 degrees, the quit hum of the white noise machine and ceiling fan. A dry diaper and clean hands and feet. All is well in the world, you get ready to close your little eyes and drift into la-la land, mommy starts gathering all the dirty clothes around the house humming a little tune because the next hour is quiet time, and mid-throw into the washing machine…wwwwwaaaaaAAAAAHHHHHHHHH.

Hhmmm. Wet diaper? Dirty diaper? No binky? Teeth hurting?

No. No. No. and Maybe so I give tylenol.  

I gently lay you down onto your pillow (yes, I have a pillow in my toddlers crib), rub your back and remind you that its ‘ni-night time,’ turn around and walk out the door, avoiding too much eye contact because your sad eyes are like daggers to my heart. I set the timer on my blackberry for 10 minutes, sometimes that’s all you need and you fall fast asleep. After 10 minutes of ear-piercing yells and “NO NO NO’s”, I walk back in, check diaper for pee/poo, make sure there are no obvious signs of bleeding or injuries, that your blankie and binky are in arms reach, rub your back and remind you again that its “ni-night time,” turn around and walk out the door, avoiding eye contact of course because now the mom guilt is starting to feel really heavy on my back. This time, timer set for 15 minutes. I go downstairs and leave the monitor upstairs to give myself a “break” from the guilt, because of course deep down I just want to run in and rescue you even though I know that will not solve the issue at hand. Empty the dishwasher, make an iced coffee for a pick-me-up, and head back to check on you. Typically, by this time you are fast asleep, but on some days, the cries carry on and I do the walk in, check diaper run through onelast time. Set timer for 15 more minutes. I usually sit on the couch outside your nursery, crossing my fingers that you will fall asleep and praying that I am doing the right thing. While this doesn’t happen often, its hard not to second guess yourself, even if this is what has worked many times in the past. The max time is 40 minutes, if you have not fallen asleep by then we will go downstairs and try again later. 40 minutes is a time that we decided on after doing research and discussing it with your pediatrician. If you are seriously screaming bloody murder, we do no timers and are done with nap-time then and there.

What do I do to tackle a difficult nap day? I have tried many, many different approaches, and no one works for every child, trust me!

#1: I do not feel guilty when she cries. I love my daughter more than anything and always have her best interest in mind. She will not remember after a nice, hour-long nap to get her well rested that she had to cry herself to sleep for a bit. I know that 40 minutes may sound like a long time for periods of crying, but I am a firm believer that children need to learn to self-soothe, combined with gentle encouragement from the parents that it is in fact sleep time and they will not be missing anything all that exciting on Nick Jr. Thats what TIVO is for anyway.

#2: I make sure that if my husband is home, he is backing me up and not rushing in to rescue the screaming baby. We both agreed on this method after trying many others and it works for us and seems to work for O, most days.

#3: If your baby is a co-sleeper and co-sleeping for naps work for you, then by all means, whatever it takes to have a well rested child. O is not one of those kids, she refuses to sleep with anyone unless you have at least an hour to fight with her to sleep.

#4: Be flexibile with your plans for the day. Typically we have a really loose schedule and I try to fit things in around when O sleeps. Granted, I do not think that her nap schedule should run every single day, but if it is nothing pressing then I wait until she wakes up. This also works pretty well for us since she is not in daycare and one or both of us is home with her daily. She will usually nap from 8:30-10, 1-2 and 4-5, in between I run any errands I may have for the day and that works for us.

#5: Do things between naps that will wear them out. We run around the house, go outside, to the park down the street, put some water in the little blow up pool, play “chase,” etc. Usually this makes for a tuckered out baby and a more restful nap.

#6: Get important things done during nap-times, dont get sucked into the facebook/e-mail/blogging world if you have things on your to-do list that have not been done. It is so easy to let a quick couple minutes turned into the entire naptime which can sour your mood when little one wakes up and you have a mile long list left to do.

#7: Make nap-time as positive as possible, have a smile on your face when you put your child down in their crib, and a smile when you pick them up after the nap is over. Do NOT smile if you are going in to lay them back down, they will think you are ready to play. Make playtime after the nap as fun as possible and plan on feeding them a yummy snack.

#8: When all else fails, be prepared to take care of a zombie sleepy baby for the rest of the day!

Randoms

Not feeling 100% today after hitting up the dentist office and finding out how much money I have to spend on my teeth. Ok so I’m not feeling good because I have the toothache from a he a very bad place. In 2 weeks I am getting all of my wisdom teeth pulled, and need an old root canal re-done or pulled, and a new root canal done, and a couple other fillings. Lets just say I have slightly neglected my dental health for a couple of years!

Had a great day with my sweet O today, we had so much fun just the two of us. I get jealous at times that she spends so much time with her daddy, but on days like today I am quickly over those thoughts. We spent the morning playing and cleaning, she is really helpful at throwing clean dishes from the dishwasher to the floor and pulling all the books off the shelf that I spent 20 minutes organizing. Gotta love her. We hit up the local goodwill and scored some cool frames and little shelves that I will be sure to add to my mile long “to spray paint” and “to finally put up on the wall so I can say I decorate” lists. We met daddy for dinner at one of our favorite places Costa Vida and called it a day. Will be heading to my mother-in-laws later tonight, if you could say a quick prayer for her that would be awesome. She is recovering from a surgery that is taking much longer than expected and feeling a little down. I think I may bring her a donut to cheer her up:)

In other news:

*Feeling a little nervous about transitioning to nights next month

*Missing my mom

*Really want to bake a yummy batch of cupcakes lately

*Excited about our new car we will hopefully be getting this month

*Putting together my home-decorating notebook. I have TONS of pages ripped out of magazines, color inspiration, blogs, etc. that I really need to put in one place. It has been in the back of my mind for a while now to start seriously decorating our home, but I keep pushing it back because I feel like I have no real style and am a little clueless on where to begin. Excuses be gone, I am taking this house by the horns and going to make it into our home!

*Planning to watch my TIVO’d Real Housewives of New Jersey. It is the one piece of trashy television that I allow myself to watch and its such a treat I just love it.

Happy Monday all :)

Sappy on Sunday!

Write about one of the most difficult decisions you have made in your life

This one doesn’t require any thought, hands down it was the decision to move to Arizona.

My husband and I have been together for 6 amazing years. 3 of them were spent with my nose in the books during nursing school, unsure of where my life would take me afterwards, but too busy studying to think about much else. We dreamed often during that time, about where we would end up living, where I would work, when we would have children, etc. His parents had moved to Arizona and while we couldn’t visit that often, every time we did we always looked at houses. You see, the real estate market in California is nothing short of ridiculous. Over-priced houses that make it impossible for a new family like us to buy anything, and the cost of rent alone will break the bank. In a perfect world, of course I would love to live there. The weather is beautiful, the salary for nurses is one of the highest in the nation, and ALL of my family is there (minus a few scattered in Yuma and Texas). My whole life was filled with memories and fun times with my family, all of my cousins (there is a ton of us between the six kids my Grandma had) live in a 60 mile radius, every single birthday and holiday has always been celebrated together, we are that family that is just that close. All of my cousins with children have had the ability to stay close to everyone which is such an awesome blessing. My hubby and I, after so much discussion and looking at the pro’s and con’s, decided we would give Arizona a try. We really loved it there every time we went to visit, it is extremely affordable, my in-laws live here, and its only a 6 hour drive (with no screaming babies or traffic) or a 1 hour flight. My job allows me the flexibility to take several days off in a row without using PTO so we would be back often to visit. Plus, it would be one of the first adventures of our married life together, and we were willing to do it together.

 Shortly after I graduated, we had our wedding (which really was the best day of our lives I must add!), and two weeks after our honeymoon from hell, we packed up a penske truck, hooked up my trust 95′ maxima to the tow hitch, and were on our way. (Who am I kidding? I wish it were that easy. Many, many, many tears were shed on this drive, and my heart ached the entire way. I was leaving behind everything I have ever known, everything that was “home,” and the most important thing in my life besides my husband: my family). We stayed with my in-laws for a short time, and searched and searched for the perfect home for us. Within 2 weeks, we had found a house that was everything we had wanted, brand new and in a really nice, clean, and safe neighborhood. Most of all it was in our price range and we could move in quickly. After signing away our lives and our first, middle, and last names perfectly on 647 pieces of paper in front of the worlds rudest notary lady, we had keys in hand and became home owners.

I had scored a great job as a new grad in the ICU at a brand new hospital that was offering me an amazing orientation and I was really really pleased with everyone I had met during my interview and orientation. Yes, the thought of being an ICU nurse made me sick to my stomach, it was so out of my comfort zone and something I never thought I would be smart enough to achieve. Something about all of the changes in my life, being married, being in a new  place where no one has to know that deep down I am the most un-assertive person in the world and my face turns the lightest shade of raspberry at the thought of standing up to a mean doctor. Something about all of those things gave me this hidden confidence to start my job knowing that I am smart enough to be an ICU nurse, and someday I will make a great one. Landing this great job was more assurance that I had in fact made the right decision and gave me just a little more peace.

In the last year and a half, we have a crazy dog, a beautiful baby girl toddler, my husband has started a successful business that has allowed him to stay home with our daughter when I am at work, I have made a lot of great friends, we have found a church that we hope to make a commitment to once my schedule changes, and we are slowly making a life for ourselves here. I have no idea what the future holds for us and our family, it is always in the back of my mind that I would love to be closer to my family whether its in California or Arizona, but for now this is what feels like home. It took me until now to get to this point, for so long I felt like I was just temporarily staying in this house and at any given moment I may knock on my parents door with O-in-tow begging for them to make room for us. For a long time I looked at houses in California, and while we could never buy there we could rent, and I could dream about being with my parents, sister and brother in law and nephew more and them seeing O more. Of course I still dream of that happening, and when I do I just start planning our next trip. I feel safe here in my home now, its my space now and I have finally began to embrace that I am worthy of this, I am worthy of having a home that I can call my own, a daughter that has been Gods biggest blessing, a husband I adore even when he steals my sheets, a dog that loves me even after scolding him a million times in a day, wonderful, generous friends and a great job that has so much room for growth. Sure, I still have sad days, where I wish my parents could see how cute O is when she learns something new, or when I wish I could go shopping and to lunch with my sister who is my best friend. I still have days where I contemplate walking away from it all to move back. On those sad days, I pray a lot, and lean on my husband for strength. I am always reminding him that just because I am sad does not mean I regret this choice, there are just times when its easier than others. Moving here was the single hardest decision I have made in my life, but it has brought me more rewards and blessings that I remind myself to be thankful for every day.

I often look at my husband and feel so much pride that we took this giant leap of faith to make something for ourselves out here, and while our lives are far from perfect, we are doing pretty well and enjoying every second of this journey

Dear Grandma

It’s me, Olivia, your favorite granddaughter. Mommy saw this picture of us together, and it made her cry. When I saw this picture of us, it made me so happy because I love spending time with you. I really wish we didn’t live so far apart so that we could be together more and you could watch me play with my toys. We could take walks, and swim in my pool, and feed Kobe all of our snacks. I am looking forward to seeing you in a few weeks to celebrate your birthday, I hope I can make it as special as you made mine.

To the moon and back,

O

10 Things

10 things on my mind today, in no particular order:

1. A three day weekend, starting on Sunday

2. My mother-in-laws health and praying for her healing

3. Dreading having to get my wisdom teeth pulled

4. All of the pictures sitting on my cameras memory card

5. Church

6. Possibly switching to night shift

7. Iced white chocolate mocha’s from ‘bucks

8. The stress of buying a new-for-us car

9. O

10. Snuggling with my hubby tonight

Whats on your mind today?