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I GET IT!!!!


I used to hear about moms who would get upset over what seemed so trivial to me.  For example crying when their baby got immunization shots.  ‘I mean really? Why are you crying? Suck it up and be glad your kid wont get sick.  Right?‘  Or how mom’s would be so sad when their baby was growing out of clothes – again – ‘be happy your baby is healthy and growing!‘  What is so upsetting about that?  A friend of mine told me she cried when her son moved out of his crib and into a toddler bed – again – I laughed thinking ‘why is that so sad?’  At that time, I thought to myself, ‘when I have kids, I wont be this mushy person crying over every little change their baby makes‘.


Well…it finally happened…little Dino moved out…moved out of our room that is.  Now I get it! I get it! I’m upset!  I mean – I didn’t cry when Dino got shots.  (I did sob like a baby when he got ‘snipped’ – he didn’t.)  I have been feeling a little sad as he grows out of his 0-3 month clothes as I put them aside – never to be worn by him again. sniff sniff 😦  While we were using disposable diapers, I even kept one of the newborn diapers – and saved the date he moved into size 1’s.  I mean I get it!  My son is growing! He is growing soooo fast!  Its only a matter of time before I’ll be watching him run around, he’ll be talking up a storm, going to soccer practice, going to his high school graduation, waving good bye as he goes off to university,  packing him up as he moves out and gets married! oh man! this is too much!  His life flashed before my eyes!

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Friday, Mr. D and I decided to stop putting it off and take the plunge.  Little D was moving into his OWN room.  This room is not beside ours, it is WAAAAAYYYYYY across the hall from us – sooooooo far!!!  One might refer to it as the left wing of the house – if we lived in a mansion.  I think you get the picture.  We set up our monitor and did our usual night time routine and put him to bed.  Honestly, I kept checking the monitor every 5 minutes to make sure it was still on – little Dino was not crying – in fact he was sound asleep!  Our little baby is growing!  I don’t think he noticed the change at all, but poor Mr. D and I felt the emptiness of him not being in the room 😦

The other night, a MAJOR storm hit us – we’re talking lightning, thunder, HAIL  – the whole bit.  I was sooo scared for my little baby!  I couldn’t sleep.  I kept thinking, ‘he’s so far away, and he’s going to wake up from all of the noise and be sooo alone and scared.  Those 30 seconds it will take for us to run down the hall might be the most frightened he’s ever been in his entire short life!’  Again, I kept checking the monitor to make sure it was working – the kid slept through the entire thing!  All that worrying for nothing!


I guess this is just the beginning, I read somewhere that the moment you find out your are pregnant, you start to worry –  welcome to parenthood!  Well, I can admit it, the worrying started from day one – I’ve become one of those moms.  I get it! I finally get it!!!



crying baby leo

crying baby leo (Photo credit: storyvillegirl)

Ever go out and feel bad for parents because their child is screaming or throwing a major tantrum in public? You might be thinking ‘oh my goodness! How embarrassing! I’ve sooo been there! That poor woman! Or that poor dad!’ You also might think, ‘Oh that poor baby, something must really be upsetting him/her!’ Or you might think (like I have a couple of times), ‘I’m sure glad my child doesn’t do that! I am very lucky.’  You see, little Dino is a pretty happy kid. As long as he is not cold and not hungry he is happy. Otherwise he gets MAD, throws a royal tantrum and screams! His face goes bright red from anger and he wants food right away!!!! As soon as he gets a boob or a bottle, he is back to being the three C’s. (Cool, Calm and Collected). Same with being cold, he’ll scream – a little differently than hunger – but you cuddle him up in a warm blanket and he’s all good.

Smiling Baby

Smiling Baby (Photo credit: Mallu2007)

I guess this has helped my confidence in going out. I’m never worried about what little D will do because I have the food covered if he gets hungry and I’ve got blankets in case he gets cold. One might say I’ve gotten a little overconfident. I mean I really have NO FEAR for taking him out. The only thing I worry about is a repeat of the day of ‘Dino and the Poop Factory’. If you’re not sure what I mean, read my last post.

Yesterday was a usual Sunday, we packed up little D’s bag and got him dressed up in a cute little outfit and went to church. He was his typical great self! After we ate lunch, I gave him some lunch of his own and he got a little fussy but nothing we couldn’t handle. We ran some errands and he was a bit cranky but he does that sometimes in the car. As long as we were moving, he was fine, if we stopped, he’d start crying. We figured, ‘yep, its time for him to eat again, that’s why he’s fussing.’ We were wrapping up our errands and heading to a coffee shop. The plan was the same as usual, ‘as soon as we get there, we’ll feed him’. That’s always the plan. This plan works and makes our little D happy and smiley. ☺

We tried a new coffee place. Very cute place. Well little D held it together for all of two minutes and then he just let loose. He didn’t even start with a mild cry and slowly get intense, he just went to major intense screaming and wailing!! ‘No problem, I can handle this‘. I pull out my hooter hider and get him under and try to feed him. He is not having any of it, he’s still screaming! He latches on, ‘phew, he’s quiet now. That was almost embarrassing’.

Mable rockin' the Hooter Hider

Mable rockin’ the Hooter Hider (Photo credit: sniggitysnags)

Well after almost a minute, stupid me, being the selfish person that I am, wants a sip of my drink because its hot and I’m very parched. Of course feeding your baby, and trying to do something else can be challenging but not for me! It’s been almost 3 months – I’m a whiz at this! Holding him with one arm was a little awkward this time and reaching for my drink caused me to move positions. Deadly mistake! I got my sip but I paid for it dearly. (serves me right for thinking of myself). Little D lost his latch and started screaming! He was pissed! ‘It’s ok, It’s ok, here’s the boob, here you go’. NO! He doesn’t want it! I try again, trying not to panic. He’s sooooo mad. How dare I interrupt him! There is no calming him down. I’m getting really embarrassed, he’s sooo loud in the tea shop. ‘Oh my goodness. This never happens! This always works. What do we do? We might have to leave!

What I didn’t realize is that I was sitting in the sun and it was pretty darn hot. Add to that being under the hooter hider where there is less air and this can cook a little Dino.  Mr. D (brilliant guy) suggests I get out of the sun. Good plan! What else do we realize? We had put him in fleece, thick track pants today because they matched his cute little shirt. Umm…would we wear something suitable for winter weather? NO! We’d be cooking! So why did we think it would be any different for little D??  Mr. D held our little guy, while I stripped him of his brutally thick pants, we kept him in the shade and shoved a bottle in his mouth this time. Within seconds, the pinky white colour (instead of bright red colour) returned back to little D’s face and he was back to his usual self. He was lying on the couch beside me, cooing and blowing bubbles and kickin’ it. He was happy again. He’s the kid I am familiar with.


Jared Goes Old-school

Jared Goes Old-school (Photo credit: Just Us 3)

#1 Lesson Learned today: Dino does not like the heat!!! Don’t dress your kid for winter when it’s summer!
#2 Lesson Learned today: Don’t be over-confident because kids know this and will break you to make a point. They are in charge, not us.