Monday, November 26, 2012

The Boy Don't Eat

CJ has always found eating...difficult.  He hated the rice cereal that we gave him when he was four months old (at the pediatrician's request) so we put off solids until he was eight months old. Here we are, nine months later, and if it ain't cheddar cheese, there is a very good chance that he won't eat it. Some days are better than others and things are slowing trending in the "better" direction in general, but some days I have to resort to some odd tactics...

  • Pretend that I forgot to make him lunch, then settle onto the couch with a bowl of undesirable food for "myself". Then all of a sudden he is all "MMMMM.....MMMMMM!" and wolfing down food he once adamantly rejected.
  • Put sour cream on it. For whatever reason, that's a flavor he really enjoys. He'll eat it by the spoonful. It's pretty horrifying to watch.
  • Put it somewhere unusual. If he finds something--anything--on the floor, he will eat it out of sheer curiosity. He was ingesting mostly fuzzies and bits of paper, but it turns out that he will even eat *food* just for curiosity's sake.
  • Puree it. Sure he's about to be a big brother, but baby food is where it's at. It's just a lot easier to force a spoon of butternut squash puree between his jaws than an actual piece of squash.

Friday, November 16, 2012

7 Quick Takes Friday (Vol. 12)

First and foremost, it is within the realm of possibility that I will have a working dishwasher by the end of this weekend. It has been in it's place for months now, but first because the counters were delayed and then the lack of a part that had to be special ordered, it hasn't been installed. It just sits there, mocking me. Now the counters are in and the part is here! I say that it's "possible" that it will be installed only because I know from experience that sometimes these things take longer than anticipated.

I have chronic lower back pain that stems from poor posture and is exacerbated by being pregnant...a month ago I finally had enough and went to a chiropractor. I don't know how or why it works, but it DOES. After the first appointment a good 75% of my pain was gone, and it has been getting steadily better and better ever since. I can lift things! Bend over (sort of)! Get comfortable enough to sleep!

CJ got all dressed up for Halloween. Everyone thought he was a teddy bear. You can think he's a teddy bear too, if you want, but you get bonus points if you know what he was really dressed as.

After a year of great cloth diapering, everything went wrong! Well, not everything. Just major, major leaks every hour of the day. It turns out that the lamination on the inside of all of my covers wore out at almost the exact same time, as if they have a self-destruct mechanism that goes off after a certain number of uses. Usually I am not a big Black Friday fan, but I am really looking forward to it this year so I can get some replacements. Or maybe I should just potty train him. Sigh.

for a couple of weeks CJ has been running around the house saying "BEEE-OHHHH BEEE-OHHHH". I could not for the life of me figure out what he meant. Then yesterday I put two and two together. It means "P.U.", as in stinky. As in, "Kindly do something about this stink in my pants, Mama". Good to know.

Due to the fact that I will be eight months pregnant and most likely very uncomfortable and cranky, we won't be traveling to visit family this Christmas. So we are faced with the daunting challenge of making Christmas holy, beautiful, and fun all on our own for the first time ever. Must come up with some traditions, and fast!

 Can't think. Brain not working. Going to bed.