Pregnancy and Motherhood Archive

The last Daily Infant Report was from the 28th of May when Sophia gave herself a fat lip when she flopped forward while sitting on the floor at daycare. I love getting these so much that I need to record them all in my blog, so here goes…

Thursday May 29th, “Hi there, Sophia had a great day. She really enjoyed playing with our musical interments. She played a lot with our puppet doll hair.” They had a bunch of musical tubes. Each made a different sound when hit against each other, great fun for any infant/toddler.

I have Fridays off, but I took Sophia to daycare on the 30th anyway. I was hoping to get somethings done around the house *ahem* anyway here’s the infant report from Friday, “Hi there! Sophia had a very good day. *Name of other care giver* put all the baby dolls around her and she just loved. She kept touching the doll’s eyes and mouth and laughing at them.” After I picked Sophia up from daycare we went to a friend’s house and stayed WAY past Sophia’s bedtime. She did awesome though and we slept in on Saturday. Sunday was good…until bedtime.

Monday June 2nd, “Hi there, Sophia had a great day! I could tell she was tired but she was in a good mood for most of the time. She painted with paint brush today.” She told me that Sophia didn’t want to get her hands dirty by finger painting. She kept looking at the icky paint on her hands with a sneer, so they tried giving her a paint brush. She just dabbed the paper with it.

Tuesday I didn’t take Sophia in. That’s the morning she woke up with her eyes glued shut with snot. Wednesday she looked fine in the morning. She was still sick but wasn’t acting lethargic and didn’t have a fever. At one in the afternoon I got a call from daycare. She had a fever of 102.8 and she had woke up from a nap with her eyes crusted over again. “Hi there Sophia wasn’t feeling so well. We hope she feels better.” I took her to the doctor and she now has drops for pink eye.

I still think the discharge is just he sinuses being overly backed up, but I’m giving her the drops anyway. Sophia’s regular doctor was out and the doctor that saw us didn’t even look at Sophia’s face before telling me that it was in fact pink eye. One of Sophia’s eye lids was puffy and it was red in the corner where the green snot was coming out, but that was it. Every child I’ve ever seen with pink eye had pink skin around the whole eye and it was oozing white puss, not green snot. So my highly contagious child couldn’t go to daycare. On the upside, while the doctor examined Sophia’s ears it upset her so much she screamed and protested with her mouth open so that I could see the little tooth on the bottom that finally broke through the gums.

Today she was ok for most of the day, but when daddy got home from his nine day motorcycle trip Sophia threw up on him. Serves him right for not being here for the five hour Sunday night crying session. I should have got that on video for him. Make him listen to it on headphones - turned way up…for the whole five hours. I’m not bitter. No I’m not. Shut up.

Sunday night was hell as you can see by my teething post, although it didn’t start that way. After eating some lunch, she played with her toys. I didn’t get all of her lunch off her face. Damnit. Then she stood around for a bit. She did a few push-ups (not really). When dinnertime came around, I let her have her own spoon which she promptly used to gag herself. I attempted to feed her sweet potatoes and rice cereal, but it looks as if I actually painted the baby with them. I think she would have received more nutritionally if I had just skipped her mouth and fed her ears. Afterwards she needed a bath.

At six thirty, I sent the darling to bed. I thought she went to sleep. At seven, it sounded like she was stirring. By seven fifteen, it was hard to ignore the “stirring”. I lost count of how many times I picked her up and rocked her to sleep, just to have her wake up again when I lay her in the crib. I even tried to put her in her swing because I learned in one of the many mom class things that I went to, that when it is teething time, laying her on her back can cause more pressure in the ears. That was a no-go! I’m sure it wasn’t a bellyache because I didn’t hear any tummy rumblings. When it was finally over there was no belching or fart before or after the calm. She merely screamed and cried for FIVE HOURS! I tried Baby Orajel, which I had praised in the past, but that did NOTHING. Tylenol didn’t do anything either. Both of those companies can KISS MY ASS!! *Except when I may need to administer Tylenol to reduce a fever, other than that, fucking useless! Here is what she looked like three hours into the crying serenade with two hours to go…

She did fine at daycare on Monday, though she took three long naps instead of two. I arrived there to pick her up just after her third nap. They were about to call me because she woke up with snot in one eye and they thought it might be pink eye. This morning she looked like this…

See that stuff in her eyes?…it’s snot. Not snot rubbed into the eyes, but sinuses so backed up snot is coming out the eyes! Kurt has been calling her the human petree dish. I call her Snot Face.

I recently purchased a new toy for myself (not that kind of toy you twisted monkeys). For $749.99 I received a Nikon D60 with two lenses (18-55 Vibration Reduction/55-200) and a bag from Ritzcamera.com. Now Sophia’s only going to recognize mommy like this…

This is another post should have a picture attached. Of course, it probably wasn’t bad enough that anyone else would be able to see it, but Sophia came home from daycare with a fat lip yesterday. I stayed at work an extra ten minutes chatting with a coworker and arrived at the daycare ten minutes after Sophia’s fat lip incident. *sigh*

They all looked worried when they saw me arrive to pick up Sophia instead of Kurt. I think they were expecting a much more emotional momma bear. She looked fine and every kid gets them, so no big deal. Apparently, Sophia was sitting on the floor with a boppy pillow behind her, since she has a tendency to fling herself backwards. She was reaching for a toy in front of her, flopped forward and hit her mouth on the floor. This incident has caused us to find that her two bottom teeth are coming in. I still can’t see them. You would think that I would be the first to know, but I haven’t felt them either. We know because the skin inside of Sophia’s top lip was scratched in two places all the way up. They gave her an icepack and me an “occurrence report” to sign.

Yesterday’s Daily Infant Report read, “Hi there! Sophia had a great day! Even without her ‘friend‘ she did pretty good. Today I saw she sitting up all by herself! She is strong”

You’ll have to forgive the grammar. English isn’t her first language. The part about her sitting up meant that she saw Sophia waking up from a nap and the next thing she new Sophia sat up without using the bars on the crib. She’s only an infant but she sat straight up! Actually, she cheats a bit by using her elbows to push herself up, but still! I know this because I’ve watched her do it several times.

I can’t believe I forgot to bring ‘friend’ with me yesterday! Today as I dropped her off, they made sure I had ‘friend’ with me. Today’s Daily Infant Report read, “Hi there! Sophia is doing better and better each day! Today she was giggling and smiling a lot when *name of other caregiver* was playing peek-a-boo with her. We took pictures of it!”

I can’t wait to see those pictures. Oh and she had a two hour nap on her stomach! (They of course place her on her back to sleep.)

This month’s diaper of the month is brought to you by Gerber first foods, prunes and the color purple (not the movie the actual color). As it turns out a diet consisting only of Gerber Single Grain Cereals, Rice, and Oatmeal will plug up the baby (she is still getting her breast milk, those were just the only solid foods she was actually consuming).

On Monday April 28th the not-a-nanny and I were discussing how long it had been since either of us had changed a poopy diaper. This discussion ended with no follow through in solving the problem. On Wednesday April 30th during my lunchtime baby visitation, not-a-nanny and I realized neither one of us still had not changed a poopy diaper. Concerned not for the well being of Sophia but because I may not get a diaper of the month post up for my dearest readers I asked that not-a-nanny buy some prunes.

She gave Sophia some prunes that day and still nothing. The next day it was prunes for breakfast.

And then we got this…

Hardly seems like much after holding it in for FIVE or more days, but a little while later we got this…

It still doesn’t look like five days worth so I vowed that we would take a picture of every poopy diaper for that day. Unfortunately that was it for the day. The next day was the grand-poo-bah of poopy diapers, but I’m sorry to say I’ve failed you all. I didn’t take a picture and I really wish I had. It was PURPLE!

I didn’t post a picture of yesterday’s masterpiece, Ode to Blue by Sophia. Her first of many.

I can’t believe I didn’t post it. Dang, I suck at this.

Today’s infant report, “Hi there! Sophia had a great day! She did good with cereal today, she ate the whole bowl. Sophia was playing a lot with *name of boy baby* they were sharing a purple ball and smile to each other.”

Uh-oh I better hide this one from Kurtie

Each day Sophia comes home with a report of how her day went. The daycare lists how many wet diapers and bowl movements and what time(s) she was changed. They list what she ate, how much and what time she ate it. She actually ate a whole jar of peas today! They also write the times her naps start and stop along with a general paragraph of what went on that day. Today’s report is as follows, “Hi there! Sophia had a good day! She painted to mom today. She liked to paint but didn’t like sitting on the high chair alone so I held her while painting.” Sophia brought her masterpiece home and daddy has hung it on the fridge. It’s all blue, Sophia’s favorite color.

Sophia came home with a print out of the pictures taken at daycare from her first and second day. In one she’s looking up at the camera with very puffy eyes That was a shot from the first day. The other three pictures were smiley ones. Today she also came home with a fever of 101.6. They were about to call us to come and pick her up when Kurt showed up. We took her temperature at home and it was already down to 99 and an hour later 98.

I just returned my AVENT bottles and bottle warmer which included an AVENT bottle to Toys R Us (which is the same company I bought them from, just not the same store). I received a full refund without a receipt in the form of store credit. At first they were reluctant to take them but if you arm yourself with patience and information they will likely take all BPA items back despite there not being an official recall in the US.

I’m really happy about this because I needed to buy more bottles for Sophia since she isn’t taking a sippy cup at daycare. I guess today they tried a bunch of different bottles with her. In their note they sent home with Kurt it said, “Sophia seems to like the older Gerber nipple with three holes in the top of it. She’s so specific. ” I think that’s their way of saying, “She’s a fussy little shit and that’s the only one that would plug her hole!” I couldn’t find what they specified because it’s older. The closest I came was a tan classic Evenflo stage three nipple. I hope it’s close enough.

Actually I’ve been told she did really well for her second day. She did look a lot better than yesterday when she came home. In their notes to us they wrote, “Sophia did really well! She liked it when I blew the bubbles The bumpy ball she found interesting. She did really good! She loves her blanket and we keep it with her everywhere!”

** Update 4 June 2008 **
One of the links that have brought people to this post stats that their Babies R Us store insisted their bottles be complete including nipple. My local store accepted them incomplete. I did however place disks in them to make them look complete. I had already tossed all the nipples I bought because I was using the AVENT sippy cup tops. By the way AVENT sippy cups don’t have BPA, so I still use those.

** Update 20 June 2008 **
I guess Babies R Us isn’t doing store credit refunds anymore. They’re only doing bpa bottle for non-bpa bottle exchanges. This was confirmed by a comment left on the Seattle Mom Blogs by Marla.

** Update 23 June 2008 **
There are a bunch of different message boards linking to this post and each one of them has someone saying to make sure to call your local store before going because not all stores are doing returns. I’d like to mention that it’s a lot easier for the stores to say no when you’re not standing in front of them and other potential customers. It’s better for PR to do some sort of exchange if a customer standing in front of them is concerned about chemicals in their babies bottles. With that in mind, if you live close enough and have some time - JUST GO TO THE STORE WITH YOUR BOTTLES. It might be a long wait while they hem and haw about it, and they may in fact say no, but I bet you’ll get better results if you JUST GO IN PERSON.

In anticipation of Sophia’s first day of daycare not-a-nanny got Kurt and I a gift yesterday.

It was a digital picture frame. Thank you!

And in case you were wondering, Sophia is wearing the washcloth because Kurt and I spent the day with her in the sun and apparently, she is her father’s daughter. She can’t take the heat. When we got home, Sophia took a nap and was very fussy afterwards. I fed her and she kept fussing as she nursed. Then she threw a fit. I stood up with her and she instantly stopped crying…odd child. For some reason I felt like a bath would help, but didn’t want to give her a second bath that day (she had a nasty blowout that morning), so I wet a washcloth and gave her a sponge bath. She liked sucking the water out of the washcloth too and as you can see in the photos, it makes quite the fashion statement.

Kurt and I both went to drop Sophia off at daycare this morning. I unloaded all of the stuff we had to drop off - diapers, wipes, bottles, extra clothes, sun screen, hat, jacket, frozen breast milk, cereal, jar food… I think that’s all. And Kurt handed Sophia over to the morning person. Sophia’s face slowly shifted from normal pasty white to red and her mouth contorted into a boo-boo lip. She didn’t cry. But she sure as hell wasn’t happy. Kurt and I both kissed Sophia on the head and the morning person (I forgot her name) took Sophia to the back door and opened it to distract Sophia with the sounds of the birds outside. Sophia was onto it though. She turned her head to see us leaving her there and she cried.

Kurt told the lady at the front desk that it felt like we’re leaving her at the pound. Kurt visited our pound puppy at lunch.

I called the daycare at about 10:30 and the lady told me that Sophia was fine, but that she was worried she might be hungry. Sophia wasn’t taking the sippy cup. I told her that I could hear Sophia in the background. “Oh that’s not her, that’s *name of other child*” Bullshit! I know my baby’s cry. You can’t fool me.

I knew Sophia would cry when we left, and despite what anyone else says I don’t think it made much difference that the not-a-nanny took Sophia to the daycare to visit a couple hours everyday last week (except Thursday). There is a huge difference between just visiting and being abandoned by mom and dad. I moped around work all day.

Sophia didn’t visit the daycare on Thursday because during her daily lunch visit with me she threw up in her car seat. Her whole lunch came out her mouth AND NOSE! It looked cool. I wish I had a picture, and I only say that now that I’m sure she wasn’t sick. I think she just ate too much too fast. Little pig.