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Today was Day 3 of my five-months-in-the-making New Year’s Resolutions exercise.  Results?  Well, my hamstrings are super tight and though each day into my Ripped In 30 journey gets a bit easier, I now have nightmares about Jillian Michaels saying, “Giiiiit some, B.”

If you’ve done the video, you know what I mean.

But seriously, there wasn’t a ton of thought that went into choosing this DVD over others other than that the fact that I already owned it from a  previous workout-quest (though I’ve never made it past Week 1).  I also love that each workout is under 40 minutes (perfect for a quick nap-time workout that even leaves me some time to, oh I don’t know, shower after?!).  And finally, it includes strength, cardio and ab workouts.  It really just seems like the perfect DVD, and it’s filled with lots of “Jillian-isms” like “Transformation isn’t a future event, it’s a present activity.”

Nothing like pondering some philosophical content while doing the running man holding two soup cans for weights.

My resolution isn’t about burning fat or losing weight, really.  In fact, I’ve been a bit hesitant to dive back into working out for fear that burning fat might interrupt the amazing nursing relationship I still have going with my little W.  I’m just hoping to make a few slight changes that will have me feeling a bit more energized, healthy and subsequently…cheerful.

In a similar vein, I’ve also been intrigued to learn more about cutting back on our gluten intake.  Ever since W was born, I’ve noticed my cravings for processed sugars, carbs, donuts – you name it – has been THROUGH THE ROOF!  I mean, I couldn’t go into my favorite coffee spot without getting either a cinnamon-sugar donut or an egg and cheese sandwich.  Luckily for me it hasn’t been an issue of gaining weight, but in hearing doctors talk about the opiate-like effects of wheat, I can TOTALLY see it.  It was becoming a craving I just had to satisfy.  And, I’d be satisfied for a little while until my blood-sugar was all out of whack again and I needed something else.  Ugh.  It was exhausting.

So, while we don’t don’t eat a ton of obvious gluten in the form of pasta and what not, we definitely opt for the whole wheat options of breads, crackers, cereal, etc.  This isn’t a mission to totally cut out all gluten but a conscious effort to make some substitutions that work well with our lifestyle and our eating habits.  But, I checked out Wheat Belly and the Wheat Belly Cookbook from our local library and intend to start digging in a bit deeper.

My favorite gluten-free recipe so far?  Buffalo Chicken Quinoa Salad – hellllllo, yummy.  I used a bag of the broccoli slaw and double up on the broccoli to make sure there are TONS of veggies.  There’s usually enough that I eat it for lunch the next day, too.  It’s so good!

My goal at this point is to make it through the whole DVD and at least get in 5 workouts each week.  Two more to go this week.  And, to read the book within the next two weeks.  Yeah for checking off two resolutions in one!

Yours truly,

MomME

 

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Spring cleaning

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My parents came home from a week in Mexico, and upon walking through my door, the first thing my mother exclaimed was, “Ohhhh, yummmm, what is roasting in the oven!?” It was Sunday, so that wasn’t totally out of the question.

You know what it was?

The Seventh Generation disinfecting wipes in the Lemongrass Citrus (Thyme) scent.  Clearly I used a ton of them.

The night before, I’d pretty much wiped down the entire house after my husband spent the day with the flu and we figured out that little W had the Hand Foot Mouth (HFM) virus. So far, no one else has the flu or HFM, so I’m chalking that up to a major win.

And, the house smells wonderfully delicious thanks to the germ-fighting-thyme-essential-oil. Loving these things right now.

Cleanly yours,

MomME

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#tbt – W turns ONE!

Happy Birthday, love bug!

Happy Birthday, love bug!

At the exact moment W turned one (10:51am on February 3rd), we were in line at the drive-thru pharmacy window picking up medicine for his first ear infection.  It wasn’t how I envisioned spending his birth-moment, but I was just glad that I was aware of the moment despite that morning’s trip to the doctor.

As they say, the days go slow, but the years go fast…and that couldn’t be more true of this past year.

Our little 7lb 13oz baby…born on a Sunday morning at 10:51am (after a speedy labor)…had already learned to roll over, sit up, clap, wave, sleep through the night, blow kisses, feed himself, walk and even use sign language.

SOB.

But, despite the tiny quiver in my lip and the enormous ache in my chest threatening to explode with tears, it was time to celebrate with all the tremendous family and friends who have made this journey as miraculous as it’s been.  And, what better way to celebrate, than with a circus-themed-hotdog-party-on-Superbowl-Sunday!

I ordered cute chalkboard invites from Shutterfly, a personalized chalkboard sign from Abbey Conlon Designs on Etsy, and my inspiration for the circus and hot-dog theme?  Adorable items from the Big Top Circus collection by Jennifer Wick on Minted.  We had popcorn containers filled to the brim with Pirate’s Booty, banana muffins with cream cheese frosting, coconut water for the kiddos, fruit, veggies…and then a whole spread of hot-dog-toppings for the hot-dog-buffet.  My personal favorite?  The chili, cheddar cheese, onion and Frito combo.  My mouth is watering all over again!

But, first we had to get our first haircut…looking so dapper!

Of course, we had to get our first haircut before our big party!  He cried the whole time, so I ended up holding him while she cut his hair... [Disclaimer:  I, intact, did NOT go to Clemson...I'm a BC Eagle all the way!]

Of course, we had to get our first haircut before our big party! He cried the whole time, so I ended up holding him while she cut his hair… [Disclaimer: I, intact, did NOT go to Clemson…I’m a BC Eagle all the way!]

A cute, chalkboard themed invite from Shutterfly

A cute, chalkboard themed invite from Shutterfly

Popcorn containers from Party City and Big Top stickers and cupcake flags from Minted!

Popcorn containers from Party City and Big Top stickers and cupcake flags from Minted!

Some yummy treats before the hot-dog-bar was up and running!

Some yummy treats before the hot-dog-bar was up and running!

But my favorite decoration is still – 2 months later – hanging over our island in the kitchen.  I strung up pictures of W that I’ve been taking each month with adorable little stickers from Sweet Seraphina on Etsy.  With a little colorful ribbon and some clothespins leftover from a previous crafting project, it was easy-peezy to arrange this display, and definitely the highlight of the hog-dog-buffet.  I mean, how adorable!?

A little photo-collage of the colorful party!

A little photo-collage of the colorful party!

I've been taking a picture of W each month using these super cute stickers from Etsy.  I still have them hanging in the kitchen because they make me smile, without fail :)

I’ve been taking a picture of W each month using these super cute stickers from Etsy. I still have them hanging in the kitchen because they make me smile, without fail 🙂

The party was a major success!  We had friends and family galore, and W had a blast playing with his cousins and his baby-buddies in the play space we brought up from the basement.  The mat, blocks and tunnel were our presents to little W…and he loves romping around on them and knocking them down!  So did everyone else 🙂

Babies on babies on babies!  A few of W's buddies hanging out in the play area.

Babies on babies on babies! A few of W’s buddies hanging out in the play area.

W's favorite little buddies, BG and J ;)

W’s favorite little buddies, BG and J 😉

Snuggles from Noelle <3

Snuggles from Noelle ❤

Playing with his cousin, A

Playing with his cousin, A

Looking totally adorable in his Gymboree elephant shirt.  He had to match the party theme, obviously!

Looking totally adorable in his Gymboree elephant shirt. He had to match the party theme, obviously!

Gamma and Nana

Gamma and Nana

And my hubby's side...

And my hubby’s side…

My side of the family...

My side of the family…

Wyatt's Great Papa (he's lucky to have two great grandmothers and two great grandfathers!)

Wyatt’s Great Papa (he’s lucky to have two great grandmothers and two great grandfathers!)

And, of course, it wouldn’t be a party without a little cake smashing and singing.  So, we rounded up the troops, lit the candle and present W with his first taste of deliciousness.  Do you think he loved it?  Of course.  He’s my son, after all 😉

The birthday boy getting ready to blow out his candle and eat his banana "cupcake" with cream cheese frosting.

The birthday boy getting ready to blow out his candle and eat his banana “cupcake” with cream cheese frosting.

It took a second for him to decide that the "cupcake" was something he wanted to eat...

It took a second for him to decide that the “cupcake” was something he wanted to eat…

But then it was fun...

But then it was fun…

Really fun!!!

Really fun!!!

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And incredibly messy.  Nomnomnom

We had a fantastic day celebrating our little bundle of spunk, and despite a small meltdown towards the end, he was running full steam ahead the whole day.  In fact, I had to track him down a few times to give him a little snuggle.  I saw just how independent our little munchkin was becoming.  And just how much joy he brings, not only to our lives, but to those around him.

You’re something else, my little love bug.  Happy birthday!

Yours gratefully,

MomME

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#tbt – We’re going to Disney World!

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We decided that our first family vacation was going to be Disney  World.  A few days after W turned one.  Yeah, we probably were a little crazy when we hatched that plan.  But, we had our reasons.

The first of which was we had access to our family’s timeshare at the Bay Lake Towers.  Full kitchen.  Two bedrooms.  Too many bathrooms.  Washer.  Dryer.  Lake-view.  Score.  The second was that it would be a great place to acclimate to traveling with a tiny tot.  I mean, if he was having a melt-down at Disney, the odds were that at least ten other kids around us were, too.  So, we figured we would stress quite as much.  (Leave a comment if a “tips” post would be helpful…I have lots of them!)

And we were pretty much right.

After being delayed (in the airport, mind you) for almost an entire day, we finally made it to our hotel an entire 24 hours late…having skipped ALL of our naps that day…taking two flights…and a bus ride.  Keep in mind that we had just discovered W had an ear infection and was cutting his first-year molars.  And, thanks to the Magical Express getting our luggage for us, we had to wait 6+ hours to get our stuff!?  It’s not like we had a dinner reservation at a fancy place, or all of Wyatt’s night-time-necessities in there, or anything…WHY DIDN’T WE KNOW THAT IT WOULD TAKE SO LONG!?  So, we ended up having to go to a fancy dinner in workout gear.  Sweet.

Cue the melt-down, folks.

But oh wait, it was a mommy-melt-down…

The sheer terror and anxiety of trying to prevent a toddler tantrum for 12 hours…two 5am wake-ups in a row…in a confined space…without naps…and then be parted with our luggage…was enough to push me to the brink.  The man sitting near us on the plane must have seen the look in my eye, and reassured me that (as a grandparent now) he knows that kids don’t bother anyone…but he remembered the days of sweating it out like I was.  It was sweet.  But 11 hours of travel and stress had already passed, so…

And W you’re wondering?  Yeah, he was little tired and tinged with blueberry juice (my saving grace on the airplane) but altogether un-phased.  To my utter amazement, he zonked out in the pack ‘n play in our hotel room and slept the entire night without a peep.

Here we are at dinner on the day of our arrival.  Little W was so exhausted from the day that we ended up having our meal to-go, and my husband and I ate it back in the room while W slept.

Here we are at dinner on the day of our arrival. Little W was so exhausted from the day that we ended up having our meal to-go, and my husband and I ate it back in the room while W slept.

Of course he would.  He’s awesome. I don’t know why I doubt him.

So we woke up, bright-eyed-and-bushy-tailed for our breakfast with Chef Mickey!  We were curious if W would love or hate the characters since we’d heard horror stories of toddlers and even big kids with major phobias of characters.  (Of course I looked it up.  It’s called masklophobia).  He landed somewhere in the middle…as long as one of us was holding him, he was cautiously curious.  So, we nibbled on an absurdly expensive breakfast.  Sang.  Danced.  Waved our napkins in the sky, the whole shebang, and checked that off our list of must-dos.

What do you get when you combine singing, dancing, napkin-waving and food?  A happy toddler.  Oh, and Chef Mickey's breakfast, of course!

What do you get when you combine singing, dancing, napkin-waving and food? A happy toddler. Oh, and Chef Mickey’s breakfast, of course!

He twirled that napkin like a true Mouseketeer!

He twirled that napkin like a true Mouseketeer!

Since he loves ducks, he was slightly less afraid of Donald...but he still wanted to be kept at a safe distance.

Since he loves ducks, he was slightly less afraid of Donald…but he still wanted to be kept at a safe distance.

Next on the agenda?  A day at Magic Kingdom.  Granted it was only a few hours of fun in between naps, the sun was shining…it was actually hot.  We loved the MagicBands and made good use of our FastPass online reservations, so we never had to wait in line for long.  I can’t imagine visiting during the busy season AND having to wait in crazy lines.  We went on It’s a Small World, Peter Pan’s Flight, Dumbo and Under the Sea – Journey of the Little Mermaid.

If this isn't the cutest picture ever, I don't know what is.  He spend all of It's a Small World just staring out the boat in cautious wonder...

If this isn’t the cutest picture ever, I don’t know what is. He spent all of It’s a Small World just staring out the boat in cautious wonder…

We escaped Magic Kingdom with only a small tantrum on the walk back to our room.  Mostly because I insisted on waiting in line at Aloha Isle for the Dole Pineapple Whip that I remembered as a kid.  A small tantrum was totally worth the cool, creamy, tart and sweet treat.  So, I’d chalk that one up to a win.

We visited Epcot one afternoon, too…and boy was it FREEZING that day!  We had a delicious lunch in Mexico and then proceeded to power walk the rest of the “world” because W was starting to get pretty fussy and we still had to make it back for dinner.  Sigh.  But, we managed to stop in front of lots of photo-op-spots and say cheese!

Photo-op spot #1...fresh off the monorail.

Photo-op spot #1…fresh off the monorail.

Photo-op spot #2...just a few feet away from the first one...

Photo-op spot #2…just a few feet away from the first one…

Photo-op spot #3...we found Pluto. Definitely W's favorite character, as you can tell by the stuffed animal he picked out!

Photo-op spot #3…we found Pluto. Definitely W’s favorite character, as you can tell by the stuffed animal he picked out!

A little lunch in Mexico...que sabroso!

A little lunch in Mexico…que sabroso!

A pit-stop in Paris...

A pit-stop in Paris…

And finally it was time to head back to the condo.

And finally it was time to head back to the condo.

A week is a long time to detail every moment, so for the sake of meeting my weekly posting goal and my desire to watch one of my shows tonight, I’ll make the rest brief.

We spent a little bit of time by our pool, but it was usually a bit too chilly to make a day of it.  We spent an afternoon lounging on the lawn at the Grand Floridian and walking up and down the empty boardwalk before dinner.  We rode busses to dinner.  We rode busses home from dinner.  We rode busses to the parks.  Oh yeah, did I mention that a bunch of the monorails aren’t running due to construction?  We added a night on at the end of our stay to make up for the night we lost on the front end, and stayed at Animal Kingdom Lodge (our family’s other favorite place to stay).  We had a savannah view in this room, and W loved looking out at the zebra and birds.  Each night we dined out at delicious restaurants and W, again, amazed us with how absolutely fantastic he was.

Riding the Magical Express to our hotel upon arrival...he was having so much fun already!

Riding the Magical Express to our hotel upon arrival…he was having so much fun already!

Stuffing his face at the airport.  Happily, I might add...despite the fact we'd been there for like 6 hours already.  Delayed.

Stuffing his face at the airport. Happily, I might add…despite the fact we’d been there for like 6 hours already. Delayed.

Loving the LED ice-cube during dinner at Flying Fish Cafe.

Loving the LED ice-cube during dinner at Flying Fish Cafe.

Ready for the pool!

Ready for the pool!

Strolling the boardwalk with Daddy.

Strolling the boardwalk with Daddy.

Lounging on the lawn at the Grand Floridian.

Lounging on the lawn at the Grand Floridian.

Loving dinner at Daddy's favorite place - Jiko.

Loving dinner at Daddy’s favorite place – Jiko.

Hanging happily in his stroller on the way to Jiko for dinner at Animal Kingdom Lodge

Hanging happily in his stroller on the way to Jiko for dinner at Animal Kingdom Lodge

Loving the window seat.  The shad provided hours of entertainment.  Even through what should have been his nap time.

Loving the window seat. The shade provided hours of entertainment. Even through what should have been his nap time.

And most importantly, each night, W slept the whole night through…in a pack ‘n play.  Something I truly thought he wouldn’t do.

So, all in all, W was a the most terrific traveler I could have asked for.  He happily stuffed his face with blueberries and other goods for the entirety of each flight we were on.  He took each and every nap we put him down for – most times sleeping way longer than he did at home.  He slept all night long, every night.  And, he happily cruised around in his stroller just checking out the sights.

I’m definitely ready for another vacation.  This time, maybe somewhere less, well, like Disney.

Let the planning begin.

Yours thankfully,

MomME

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#tbt: I’ve re-joined the paid workforce

The sun is shining.  Wolf Blitzer is on the radio.  My iced coffee is near by and still cold (for now). And, thanks to my WordPress app, I’m coming to you live.  From the field.  Or the Cabella’s parking lot, but close enough.

All and all, things could be worse.

Today is one of the many times, as of late, where my little comrade has boycotted one of his two naps.  No matter what I try, or how hard I try to schedule the afternoon so he will take a nap…he always falls asleep in the car.  So here I am.  Trying to make the best use of this time and stick to my resolution of two posts a week.  So far, so good.

My setting is rather appropriate, though, considering the topic of today’s #tbt post – my new job!  

In a past life I was a teacher, and then a recruiter of teachers, with Teach For America.  Having a portfolio of schools (and managing a team) across New England meant that I spent many hours in my car.  Driving to Boston to meet with my team.  Driving home again.  Sometimes all in one day.  Then driving to Bates.  Or Bowdoin.  Or Colby.  Sometimes two in one day.  Then it was off to Boston College.  Heck, why not Dartmouth?  Needless to say, I was no stranger to long stretches behind the wheel.  Now a days, though, a fifteen minute car ride can seem like an eternity as I fret about keeping W occupied so he doesn’t melt down.

But, shortly after returning from maternity leave I parted ways with a job, a team and a mission that meant so much to me.  I definitely missed it.  That’s why, when my former boss Skyped me about a part-time opening on her team atTeach For All (the international parent organization to TFA), I couldn’t refuse!  It was an amazing opportunity to work 10 hours a week.  From home.  Without travel.  Without managing a team.  Just me, some good ‘ole work and a mission I cared about.  So, for several months now, I’ve been employed outside the home once again 🙂  I work on the Talent Acquisition team and spend my time reviewing applications and working on learning and development resources for hiring managers…eek!  I love it.

In all honesty, though, I was actually pretty terrified about going back to work.  Even though I hadn’t been “out of the game” for too long, it was long enough to make me question whether or not I’d still be any good.  Whether or not my brain would still function at a high enough level to be considered a competent addition to the team.  Considering I was only going back 10 hours a week I felt a little ridiculous about how nervous I was feeling, but it was going to be different than the groove little W and I had gotten in.  Thankfully the learning curve wasn’t too steep as I’m doing somewhat similar work to what I’ve done in the past, so that just left one more emotion hurdle to overcome.

Hiring a nanny.

Going back to work meant that someone (other than myself, my husband, or our parents) would need to watch W.  I got right to work on SitterCity and began contacting sitters in the area.  I definitely wanted someone responsible.  So, if I Facebooked you and all of your pictures were of you drunk in the Old Port…welp, you weren’t getting a message.  And yes.  I absolutely did that.  My former occupation required me to learn a special set of sourcing skills that I eagerly put to use when trying to learn more about people who would be alone with my kiddo.  After I found a few seemingly responsible individuals, I set up a series of interviews.  Yes, that is an “s” at the end of interview.  As someone who recruited and selected for a top-notch organization, it was hard to let those rigorous standards fall by the wayside.  After all, the qualities you’d want in a great teacher are similar to what I was looking for in a nanny.  I wanted a high-achieving, go-getter-of-a-leader who was organized, timely and not afraid to speak up.

The first round interview was conducted by yours truly and included a litany of questions about challenges and emergencies they’d faced while babysitting, how they handled discipline, what their philosophy on child care was…all the while watching for how confident they were and how they interacted with W.  I really wanted someone who was going to take charge and speak up – I know it can be strange babysitting while a parent is home and I didn’t want a shrinking violet who was afraid to tell me what was happening, etc.  The next interview was with both my husband and me so we could norm on whether or not we thought the person was a good match for our family.  After all, hiring someone to watch your child is like voluntarily adding to your family.  It’s serious business.

Finally, we found a match and gosh, is she amazing.

She’s a first-year graduate student in the school of occupational therapy and she’s fantastic.  Little W lights up when she walks through the door.  On her first day with W, she even taught him how to go through the play tunnel we have…something we’d tried to do for months!  And, much to my delight, as she was leaving on the first day she turned around and said to me, “I just wanted to tell you that he took a bite out of one of his blocks downstairs.  Just so you know, and aren’t surprised if you see a piece missing.  He didn’t swallow it, though, I was able to get it out.”  It was amazing!  That was precisely the kind of thing(s) I wanted a babysitter to tell me and the reason I’d hired her…I just knew she wouldn’t shy away from being direct with me.

And that sealed the deal on my utter adoration of her.

The rest is history, folks.  I’ve got a new job at a familiar company, and we’ve added a member to our little family.  Maybe we’ll even have a date-night soon, now that we have a fantastic sitter!  Wink, wink, honey 🙂

Yours truly,

MomME

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The art of using utensils

It’s time for W to start cleaning up his act at meal time.  Literally.  The mess is killing me!  Clearly W loves it, but me on the other hand…am left scraping avocado out of his ears all day.

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Let’s hash out what we’ve accomplished thus far with the baby lead solids approach, though, because I couldn’t be happier.  W does a great job feeding himself.  He chews incredibly well and rarely gags or bites off more than he can handle.  My favorite?  He’s so adventurous when it comes to trying new foods!  Win. Win.  And win.  We ate out a ton while we were on vacation in Disney (post to come soon!) and it could not have been easier (note I didn’t say cleaner…) thanks to his stellar attitude towards food.  With our amazing rubber bib, disposable placemats, a handful of Cheerios and the LED ice-cube (below), we were golden.  So no complaints on that end.

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But, as with all things, an evolution of process and procedure is in order.  It’s time for a spoon, folks!  The avocado face-and-hair masks are getting too much to clean up three times a day and, frankly, make me dread meal time.  W is nursing less and less (we are at about 6 times a day), so it’s pretty important that I not be dreading feeding the growing little dude.

So, I decided that introducing a spoon was a good idea…when black bean soup was on the menu for lunch, no less.  It seemed like a good idea at the time.  I must not have had my third cup of coffee yet…

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This first attempt was probably messier than it would have been had I just let him scoop the soup out of the bowl with his hands (which he did half the time).  He quickly discovered that his spoon was a great way to catapult food to the dog instead of his usual delivery method.  Our dog, Rex, is a food-motivated Frenchie who is always underfoot come meal time.  They’ve got quite the symbiotic relationship – W provides the food and Rex provides the entertainment.  It’s a habit we are SERIOUSLY trying to break.  But, W thinks that our head-shaking is part of the game.  So, he holds his food over the edge, drops it, looks at us with a scowl on his face and shakes his head, “No.”  Unfortunately it’s funnier than it is problematic.  At least for right now…

But, back to the spoon.

He does a great job grabbing the spoon with his right hand and usually gets a good grip on the handle – not to high, not too low.  He understands the motion he’s supposed to make and that he scoops the spoon in the bowl and then it goes into his mouth.  He’ll sometimes use the other hand to guide the spoon there with a bit more precision, which is so sweet to watch.  His fine-motor skills are improving so quickly, and it melts my heart to watch his tiny hands make such slow, deliberate and gentle movements.  And the prideful grin?  Agh.

So, I don’t have a calculated plan moving forward.  No benchmarks for the little guy to meet.  But, I think we’ll keep giving him a spoon at meal time and encourage him as he goes!  He has been picking things up so quickly, that I’m hoping he’ll be on his way to a cleaner eating routine in no time…

I know this is wishful thinking, but if you don’t have hope, what do you have?

Spoonfully yours,

MomME

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Lions, duc(ts) and lip-ties…oh my! [The Final Chapter]

So, last time I sat down to write this post, I crashed our computer :/  However, after thinking we lost all of W’s baby photos, we’re up and running again (with most pictures recovered) on a brand new iMac and, boy, is she a beauty.

But, because I know you’ve been on the edge of your seat wondering how this saga ends, I’ll continue the story where I left off last…a trip to the ENT to have W’s lip-tie evaluated…

As luck would have it, a friend of mine (whose little guy was due the day before W was, and born the day after W!) happens to be a otolaryngologist in Philly.  She answered a ton of my questions, told me exactly how the frenulectomy would be conducted if we chose to have it done…and did all that with far more compassion and charisma than the ENT we saw.  Oohhh, doctors…male doctors…young, new male doctors…young, new male doctors without kids…

Nonetheless, the ENT we saw confirmed W had a moderate tie, though there is no official scale.  He also noted that because a lip-tie often has no impact on the child or the mother, he’d only performed one frenulectomy…but the mother was EXTREMELY happy with the outcome.  He also mentioned that most of his lip-tie patients don’t have a gap between their teeth (a permanent gap between the two front teeth is something a lip-tie can cause)…and little W did.  Again, it’s an elective procedure, so aside from stating the above facts, he didn’t say anything to steer us in one direction or the other.  He did say, though, that if we waited to have the frenulectomy when W was older, it would be a more invasive procedure because he’d likely need anesthesia to keep him still.

So, my husband and I discussed our options.

Given my reoccurring clogged ducts we decided to move forward with the procedure.  Best case scenario, we’d prevent some cosmetic dentistry, expressive language delays and have a better go at nursing.  Worst case scenario, well, there just didn’t seem to be one aside from the 2 minutes of discomfort baby W would experience.  However, we felt it best to do that now while he was young enough to forget it.  While we chickened out from getting the procedure done at the consultation (it’s that simple he could have done it right then and there…) we scheduled an appointment for the following week.  I mean, we had swimming lessons the next day…we couldn’t bear to ruin that for him!

The following Wednesday, bright and early, we headed into the ENT’s office and nervously waited for him to get the show on the road.  Honestly, for as simple a procedure as it is, it was pretty extremely emotionally traumatizing for my husband and I to have to hold the little guy down while all this was happening.  The doctor and his nurse assistant swaddled W while I held his feet down and my husband held his arms down.  We’d agreed that my husband would be the one to “watch” and reassure W face-to-face so that we weren’t both upset.  They started with a quick shot of lidocaine and epinephrine to numb the pain and help with bleeding.  They let that take effect and in about 30 seconds they put a clamp on the skin to cut off the blood supply.  In another 30 seconds or so they were ready for the snip…and just like that, with a pair of scissors, it was done.  He then cauterised the would with silver nitrate and it was over.  Sure, it was over in less than two minutes…but it’s quite possibly the hardest thing in the world to hear your child scream and know you are the cause of that pain 😦

Within a minute of the procedure, baby W had calmed down and was nursing peacefully…every once and while pulling off the nipple to fiddle with his still-numb lip.  It was hard to tell whether or not the procedure had impacted his latch just yet, as I didn’t want to flange his lip.  I still haven’t really fiddled with it yet, or tried to inspect it, since it hasn’t been a week yet.  (We head into the doctor’s this Wednesday for our one-week follow-up to make sure all is well, though I’m expecting it will be given what I can see – a super happy little guy!)

The only sign he’d had anything done?  A bit of swelling and traces of black/silver on his upper lip from the silver nitrate…

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For all the time I spent researching, reading and worrying about whether he had a lip-tie and whether or not we should correct it…it was over in an instant.  But, so far, I’m glad we decided to have it done.

Sigh.  Another milestone in the book: his first procedure/trip to the doctors.  And, like most milestones, baby W seemed to be far more fluid, resilient and unphased with the event than we did.  Funny thing with milestones, though, they seem to come one after the other and far too quickly for my liking.

Our latest milestone?  W’s first serious cold and cough and ANOTHER trip to the doctor’s office earlier today.  We had a touch and go night last night with some pretty serious coughing and trouble breathing.  Yet again, my heart was in my chest.  Thankfully the doctor said it’s just the crud and nothing more serious.

So, here’s to more Tylenol and Motrin…a Nose Frida, saline spray, Boogie Wipes, humidifiers and steam baths with eucalyptus.

Snotfully yours,

MomME