Monthly Archives: August 2012

Sleepers & Creepers

I would definitely classify Graham as an “easy” baby but he is not one of those legendary sleepers you hear some parents brag of. He does not lay down at 8pm and rouse happily at 7am. He power nurses at around 9, and if I can detach him at 9:30 and put him down on his belly (he sleeps longer that way) I am good until about 2am (sometimes as late as 5:30am, sometimes as early as 1am) when he wakes, I take him out of his co-sleeper to nurse and we fall asleep facing each other until about 5:30 or 6am, nurse again, and then he may or may not sleep for another hour or so. My pediatrician would likely tell me this is because I have been unwilling to SLEEP TRAIN.

Well, it’s true. I am unwilling to sleep train.

I *know* it probably doesn’t permanently damage their little minds and hearts to have their cries go unanswered for three nights straight but it most like will permanently damage mine, so there you have it. Does anyone out there have experience with the ‘No-Cry Sleep Solution’? Anyone?

In toddler news, Virginia occasionally likes to pull the covers up over her head during story time. What is she doing under there? If you ask her, she’ll tell you! She’s eating boogers. Her Grammy and I have told her this is gross and Grammy has even gone so far as to tell her she will be the WEIRD KID at school if she keeps it up but V just laughs and laughs…

“Virginia! Why are you eating your boogers?!?!”


“Because why?!!”

“Because.. they taste delicious!”

Aye yai yai!!

Virginia in the arms of our beloved friend Kim

The last time Kim was over she was hugging V on her lap and asked if Virginia would marry her. “Nooo!,” Virginia squealed.
“Why not?”
“Be-cuzzz! I’m only little!!”

Virginia also got two new books today (the result of a local nursery school renovating and getting rid of lots of stuff) and loves them both.

The delightfully low-budget tale of two blue crabs “getting in love” and looking after each other

and …

Since this book features both intense rhyming AND talking inanimate objects, it’s like it was custom-made for my daughter

In marital news, Mike and I celebrated our 6th anniversary by dining at Rubirosa and staying at the Hotel on Rivington. We were on the top floor so the views were beyond awesome as were the Frette sheets which we got to sleep on til a SCANDALOUS 8:30am. I would have loved to sleep longer but my body-clock is just not really equipped for it, and frankly, neither are my balloon boobs. Thankfully, I had my pump (having learned a painful lesson from anniversary ’09 where I was completely deformed from not nursing for 12+ hours) and used it twice during our stay.

This weekend represents the end of my maternity leave – the summer has flown/crawled by, y’all! It’s amazing the difference an extra kid makes. I think (hope?) Mike is really excited to be taking over for me beginning Friday, and we are interviewing some candidates to watch the kids one day a week so that he can still work 3 days. We’re also considering enrolling V in some sort of local preschool program a couple mornings a week so she has some kid-on-kid time and gets used to taking direction, and Mike can spend some time with Graham, solo.

I’m so eager for the fall chapter to begin, and not just because of the amazing clothing and accessory opportunities it creates.


Hat shopping

So for a while, the Graham only had one hat – a white cotton hand-me-down from Virginia that we were frequently misplacing. Clearly we were unable to find it on the day this photo was taken and were thus visiting the Polarn O. Pyret store on the UWS to purchase some replacements. Mike is responsible for fashioning the amazing 4-cornered Yoda doo-rag seen here…


Between WordPress’ terr’ble app for Blackberry and the fairly useless app for the original iPad as well as counter-intuitive web redesign, I’m just never super stoked to do entries. Oh that and having 2 small kids that always need something…

We got back from Toronto last week after having a very fun but fairly exhausting time of family and friend visitation. The children’s grandparents thoroughly enjoyed meeting Graham for the first time and seeing how much Virginia has matured. Oh and the playgrounds there! I really love them all – with their chlorinated, lifeguarded wading pools, vast expanses of healthy grass, and inventive, well-maintained play equipment. The only thing that really marred the park experience was the abundance of yellow jackets who seem to be enjoying their power-trip month a bit early up in Canada. Mike also dislikes how much SAND there is. When it comes to playground floor treatments, they definitely snub the foam-y playmat up there.

The flights were great (Go Porter!) and the apartment we rented was adequate but made us realize that those soulless condo loft things are just NOT family-friendly. No drawer pulls? For real?

In baby update news, the Grammers can now reach for and sometimes grab objects! I like to dangle this Vulli vanilla-scented teething ring in front of him and then kinda help him get his fingers around it and watch him wave it around. He also really enjoys yelling at a mini-sized Ugly doll at my mom’s house. Oh, he will just yell at it for hours! He enjoys being assisted into a grown-up sitting position wherein you hold his hands and face him and ask him about his day. And while he still enjoys having his chin tickled, he doesn’t much enjoy having it lifted so as to allow for the removal of neck cheese.

Sandra and the Grammerman

Virginia is very tan and very bad about taking naps. Her new favorite show is Richard Scarry’s Busytown Mysteries – which sounds better than it is – but is a welcome change from a previous and short-lived obsession with the odious Strawberry Shortcake (trust me, children of the ’80s – this is not our Strawberry). I am so proud of how very sweet she is to Graham and just melt when she coos to him.

She did bite his hand the other day but she was playing shark and I had just allowed her to bite me several times. Graham didn’t really seem to mind but I reminded her that she is never, ever to hurt him.

Today we were at our fave local playground and when another 3yr old girl was denying the existence of both invisibility and magic, Virginia shrugged and said, “Well… you never know! You just…you never know.” I told the girl that she really COULDN’T say that no one is invisible – I mean, that’s what invisible people want us to believe, right? Ugh. Her parents hate my guts right now.

Virginia also really enjoys Pop Chips and never wearing pants.

Oh and here’s a picture of Mike from about 5 years ago. Our 6th anniversary is coming up August 26th!

And this was how neat and tidy stuff could be before Crayola took over…

Great first quarter…

Yesterday, Graham celebrated his 3 month’edness by going to the pediatrician. Diagnosis: He is awesome. No hip dysplasia, no googly eyes, and yes, future girlfriends (or boyfriends?), totally normal genitals. Hooray! He is also 25.5″ (92%) and 16.12lbs (>97%).



These photos were taken by my friend, the beautiful and talented Angie McCaffrey , when I visited her a week or so ago.

Angie recently gave birth to her own delicious creature, Miles, at that fancypants hospital in Hackensack with the good food and the non-asleep nurses and stuff.

Look at that little dude! I am beyond happy for Angie who had almost thought motherhood had thumbed its nose in her direction. But now he’s here! Miracles can and do happen. Sorry to be all Velveeta, y’all.

Tomorrow we go to the pediatrician to check on Graham’s astounding growth progress and get another shot or two. Virginia is having a sleepover at Grammy’s, while Mike and myself are retiring to bed with Grammers. We are trying to get him familiar with bottle-feeding, and he is apparently trying to get us familiar with the sounds of baby torture. Tonight, after he finally took the bottle, burped, and fell asleep I ordered the following from Amazon, in hopes that we’ll have more success with them.

Comotomo Natural Feel Baby Bottle

and this …