Random Thoughts From a Mommy

It's my 31st birthday today. So far we've had a 4 am wake, puke in my mouth, and seriously the biggest poop I've ever seen so far (from Mackenzie that is...I'll let you know how mine goes later :p). It's been eventful to say the least. And it's only 10 am. What will the afternoon bring? I remember last year how my 30th birthday wasn't a big deal at all. I was so busy being pregnant that I didn't really care about my birthday. Turned out, it's not that much different once the baby is out. Somehow, birthdays just aren't as exciting as it used to be. I'm not sure if it's because I'm getting older, or because I have a kid now. Although I did have a mini freak out about how old I'm becoming. I've gotten so used to being 30 that 31 crept up really really fast. I think I'm supposed to feel older, but I swear I still feel like I'm 21. And I don't mean energy-wise. I feel like I have the maturity of a 21-year-old. And t

Moments like these are rare, because I'm so incredibly blessed to have a husband and family who are constantly there for me and Mackenzie. So moments where I feel frustrated are rare. But you know, they still happen to the best of us. Mackenzie has been sick with the sniffles and cough. It's been a bit worrisome because she hasn't gained any weight in 2 weeks. I've been terrified that my milk is drying up and I can no longer provide for her. It became quite evident just how little she was when we visited a couple friends and their baby was a pound lighter than Mackenzie and she was 3 months younger. Of course, being worried never helps milk supply. So it's a bit of a cycle. So today, I decided to take Mackenzie for a weigh in. She gained 1 oz. That means 1 oz in 3 weeks. Yeah, I started freaking out. It's been a long time since I've freaked out about her weight. I mean, she's happy, she's super active, and she's generally a pretty good baby

I think I should stop with the counting. I mean, who counts after week like 10 anywaz? So after this post, no more counting weeks! Plus it's getting me all confused - I'm like, what week is it? Am I a week ahead? Or a week behind? So to make life a bit easier for all of us (ok, just me), no more counting from next week forward! Mackenzie is now fully crawling. She's picking up every lint, dirt, hair off the floor and putting it in her mouth. It's amusing and disgusting all at the same time. But this was the day I've been anticipating. This is why I haven't been washing her soother when it falls on the ground, or rinsing her food if it drops off the table. Because I knew from this point forward, my child will be practically licking the floor. And I was right. She almost put her finger in the socket earlier this week. It's time to child proof the house. But I really don't want to. Do you think it's bad parenting to do experiential learning? (Ho

One of Bryan's friends called him a few times to ask him to go to Edmonton this past weekend for a special occasion. At first, I said no, because we waited a bit too late to book a ticket. But it was evident how much Bryan wanted to be there for his friend. So on Friday morning, we hopped into our car and drove down to Edmonton. 13.5 hours later with one very cranky and tired baby, we spent 24 hours in Edmonton and drove home on Sunday at 7 am. 16.5 hours later, we were home. Not before Mackenzie wailed for a good part of the drive. But who can blame her? I can't imagine being tied down to a carseat with the same toys and boring scenery for that long! Not to mention the change in air pressure up and down the mountains. Our little trooper made it maybe a little bit scarred. Having said that, it was well worth the trip. The surprise was great, and Bryan never cease to amaze me with his giving heart. Although I often try my best to give without the expectation of receiving, I

I'm looking at pictures of Mackenzie now and she's looking more and more like me. Only the white version of me. It's kinda weird. Nothing too new to report these past couple of weeks. She's started to crawl on her hands and knees. But only if there's something she really really wants to reach. Otherwise, she'll wait for it to come to her. Or she'll slide on her stomach for it. My milk supply seem to have gone down these past couple of weeks. So I'm loading up on blessed thistle and fenugreek. I smell like walking maple syrup. Has it helped? I have no idea. I don't feel abundantly full, but Mackenzie seems to be gaining weight. So I guess I just have to trust that it's working. Mackenzie has finally surpassed 15 lbs. She's hovering between the 10th and 25th percentile. Can't say I'm all that worried. The other day, she ate olives and pooped them out the next day. It's weird to have little black chewed up things in your baby&#