Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Let it go....

I am sure this list will get longer, but it is the current list of things that have gone missing since Jack has learned how to walk.

1. The remote. 
This is the most recent item to disappear, and we have searched high and low for it. It is the one for the TV so when we turn on netflix we have to get our lazy asses up and change the input on the TV. Two thumbs up kiddo. 

2. His new Mally bib.
This item I am the most annoyed about. The dang thing cost $45 bucks and I expected it to last him a very long time. I got the toddler size because I loved the infant one so much I used it until he grew out of it and now I can't find it. He literally used it twice and it didn't leave the house, I'm not even joking. (UPDATE: apparently it did leave the house, I found it in our cabin in the toy drawer. YAY! No longer annoyed)

3. My credit card.
I am not entirely sure I can blame this on Jack. I am pretty sure it ended up in the incinerator at work. The benefits of having my card number memorized means it hasn't hampered my online shopping. Jack currently loves to empty wallets and slide cards between the couch cushions while maintaining serious eye contact.

4. The Key.
This item technically isn't missing. It just shows up in random places from time to time. It's a regular gold coloured deadbolt key that neither of us have any recollection of what it unlocks. Cord leaves it by his bedside table and Jack will put it in his pocket and re-locate it throughout the day. Today I found it in the utensil drawer. The other day it was found in the girls change room at our gym.

5. The hats.
This is where Jack is really winning the battle. He pulls them off of his head and tosses them from the pram. So far we have lost two toques (maybe even three), two ball caps, and one flat cap. We really should be enforcing a no hat in the pram rule but it keeps things interesting.

6. The sippy cup.
I prefer jack to drink out of stainless steel water bottles, so I bought him one online. I figured if he threw it from the pram I would hear it hit the sidewalk. Nope, the thing has disappeared into thin air. So I bought another one and it's less than a week old and he pitched it from his high chair in a water-induced rage and broke the lid. Frig.


Saturday, September 12, 2015

This work/life balance thing

The amount of blogging that I have done in the last couple of months is probably a good indicator of the amount of leisure time I now have and my ability to manage it. I have been back to work since the end of June and it's still uncomfortable. And I only work part time! I have no clue how women go back to work full time post mat leave. Even part time I find it difficult. It's not that the work itself got harder in the year that I was gone, it's that life revolves in a completely different direction now. 

I'm a pragmatist. I expected the transition to be simply feel annoying, but those feelings quickly turned into overwhelming waves of inadequacy. I was shoved into the reality that I could't do it all and that the twelve months of autonomy with this incredibly cute pooping machine had come to an end. 

You basically have to let go of something: working out, socializing, solo time, getting your hair cut, creative down time, hobbies, sneaky foot massages, etc. Something on the plate no longer fits. The kid comes first and then one (or more) things have to go to make room for the beloved task of earning a living. It is so simple and obvious that I feel dumb talking about it and it feels like a first world problem of culture shock. 

Don't get me wrong, I am grateful for the full year I had on maternity leave, it just felt like it all went by so incredibly fast. Yes, I know how terribly cliche that sounds but until you're in it you don't realize how true it is. You blink and it's over and you're putting your scrubs on again and shaking your head like, "FUCK. Okay. This again." 

I thought I would just go to work and it wouldn't be a big deal but I wasn't prepared for how overwhelming this new set of priorities is. And the guilt. 

Even as I write this I feel guilty. I should be taking Jack to the pool. I should be unloading the dishwasher. I should be hanging up my diapers. I should be picking up the bits of breakfast off the floor. I could/should be doing a million other things.  

This balance thing isn't easy. I totally get it now why moms stop taking care of themselves. I get it why my parent's social lives were family gatherings. You sacrifice some things, you tweak some things (IE my gym is now Jack's "play group"), you learn to ask for help, but it isn't easy and you just eventually learn to live on less sleep. 



Friday, July 3, 2015

A Guide For Family Photos - Guest Post by Caitlin Brooke Photography

Let’s talk about professional family photos. Cue eye rolls. Insert huffing, puffing from your kids and disapproving groans from Dad. I understand, I really do. As a portrait photographer for almost seven years, I have seen the entire gamut of emotions from joyful exuberance to utter disdain when it comes to posing for family photos. Even as I gear up for my own family’s photos this weekend, I feel a sense of anxiety about outfits, eating too many tacos last night, and what mood my child (and my husband) will be in that day. Taking a step back from all the worry, I am reminded of why I am a family photographer.

My love of family photography stems almost entirely from years of perusing my own family photographs. I never had the chance to meet my grandparents. Not one of them. How do I know that my sister has my grandmother’s cheekbones, that my brother is the spitting image of my grandfather, or that my 10 month old son looks so much like my dad when he was a baby? Photographs. Photos that have now been passed on to me, and that I count as some of my most cherished possessions. This is why family photographs are important – they are our link to the past, the present and the future, to who we are. A fleeting moment in our familial history that passes in the blink of an eye (or the snap of a shutter), immortalized. 

Further to providing invaluable family treasures that last generations, family photos have also been shown to improve your child’s self esteem. You can read about a study and what this psychologist has to say about it here: http://designaglow.com/blogs/design-aglow/17493452-how-family-portraits-boost-your-child-s-self-esteem

So let’s get on with it! If you’re thinking about hiring a professional photographer for family portraits, it is my hope that somehow I can help make this process less daunting for you and your family. I have assembled a quick guide that I hope you find helpful when planning your next session.

1. Know Your Vision. What do family photos look like to you: are they an indoor studio session?  Are they in a grassy field at sunset, or in your home, capturing your family’s life as it happens? There are many different styles of family photography and having a clear idea about what you envision for your portraits will help refine your search for the right photographer. Other things that you will want to consider:
  • Decide what you want as a final product - a photo for your family’s annual Christmas card? A large canvas for your living room wall? Tabletop framed photos or an album for Grandma and Grandpa? Knowing what you intend to do with the photos can be helpful when deciding on the style of photography. Additionally, be aware that every photographer’s product delivery system is individual. Be sure to get a clear idea of what they offer, what it costs, and how it is delivered.
2. Find Your Photographer. It’s easy enough to Google “Vancouver Family Photography” and come up with a gorgeous spread of images showcasing the range of talent available in this city. While you’re sure to find photos you like, it’s also important that you find a photographer you and your family will feel comfortable with. Chances are you know a photographer or two. If their work appeals to you, ask them if they do family sessions and if not, ask who they recommend. Ask your friends whom they recommend. Check out portfolios. Send potential photographers an email to inquire about what they offer and to get a sense of who the photographer is.  

3. Prepare For Your Session. I often find this is the hardest part for not only myself, but also for many of my clients. It is hard to know what to wear, what looks good, what the weather will be, etc. etc. Add to that, likely you (mom) are in charge of coordinating the entire family’s wardrobe, ensuring everyone is washed, dressed, not on the brink of starvation, on time and somewhat behaved – its a big undertaking! To help streamline the process:
  • For outfits, pick a colour scheme and stick with it. Shades of green, or complimentary colours of blue and yellow, for example. Whichever you choose, keep it simple and streamlined. Dark solid colours (navy, grey, black) can be slimming and flattering.
  • Make sure the clothes fit properly. Too tight or too loose can both be problematic. If you’re unsure, throw on what you’re thinking of wearing and have a friend or spouse snap a few shots with a camera phone from different angles just to see what it looks like in a photo. 
  • Wear what makes you feel good – it will show. Family photos do not need to equal tailored dresses and buttoned up shirts with ties that can often make one feel stiff and uncomfortable. A nice pair of dark denim jeans for the whole family with coordinated tops, a summer dress for girls and Mom, or khaki shorts and simple fitted t-shirts. All are ideas that can be easily accessorized to jazz up your look without being too complicated. 
  • A day or two before your session lay everything out on your bed or on the floor. Look at it – does it coordinate? Do a quick once over of the clothes – are they clean and in good repair? Wash and iron items that need it and do your best to remove excess lint and pilling.  When accessorizing, less is more. Don’t forget about shoes! Neutral coloured shoes are almost always the best choice (black, brown, nude) – this applies to children as well. 
  • Have any haircuts/dying done a week or more before your session.
  • If you have the time and budget, opt for professional makeup application (for those who wear makeup). It takes the pressure off you and will help you look your best, confident self.

4. Have Fun. You’ve found a great photographer and you’ve done your preparation homework. Let the session unfold and go with the flow. Since you’re all looking so fine, perhaps plan an après-shoot lunch, dinner or ice cream to celebrate and relax after the shoot. After all, you’ve just created memories that will last a lifetime.

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You can find Caitlin's phenomenal work on her website www.caitlinbrooke.com, and on Instagram @caitlinbrookephotography

Monday, June 1, 2015

Announcement - The Poop Files!

Exciting announcement! I will be doing a series of guest posts from my amazing friends, featuring their worst/best baby poop story! It's gonna be good!


Monday, May 25, 2015

Confessions...

It only took me eleven months but I finally figured out how to get out of the house before the first nap of the day. 

Not putting on the housecoat. 

Early sunrise, summer weather, and slightly later sleep-ins also help but really its about just getting my ass in gear and getting it out the door. I don't necessarily have to shower and do my hair and makeup, I just need to get him to the park. 



Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Battling the Pantovirus and Keeping Your Medicine Cabinet Stocked

As a nurse I have a tendency to overstock our medicine cabinet (athletes foot spray, topical numbing agents, Chinese muscle ointments - you name it, I've got it) but even I was caught off guard this weekend when Jack got sick with a violent flu bug.

Jack has previously had little colds. There is always a snotty nosed little cousin with the newest strain of the mutated virus who wants to give "hugs"- aka- attempted strangulation. And he had his share of refluxy projectile barfs as a newborn, but nothing compared to this flu. So much barf! I didn't know that so much liquid could come out of a tiny body. It was everywhere, all over me, the floor, the couch. And then I made the rookie mistake of thinking it was over and bringing him into bed with me. The poor little guy vomited until he dry heaved and his little eyes watered.

I didn't realize how heartbreaking it would be to see him sick. I felt like someone with giant hands was squeezing my ribs in and my heart was working its way into my throat. I have taken him for his shots so I know what it's like to see him in pain but that's different because you are expecting it and you know it's only going to last a couple of seconds. AND you know that immunizations are a lot less painful and life threatening than things like measles and polio.

And then there was the diarrhea! If it smelled any worse I would have sworn he had c.diff!

So 4am rolls around and he won't keep the oral acetaminophen down and his fever is 40 degrees and the cool shower only does so much and he is basically inconsolable. So I busted my ass up to the drug store and said a little prayer of thanks to baby Jesus for living in a city that has a 24hr drug store.  I grabbed some acetaminophen suppositories and some pedialyte.

Again, as a nurse I have put my fair share of suppositories up people's butt's but the baby sups are so tiny they are adorable. And the key factor is that they are very very effective; which I am thankful for. Thankful for modern medicine, a super supportive husband, three day weekends, in-suite laundry, and the resilience of infants.



FYI: Good infant meds to always keep on hand:
  • Oral Acetaminophen
  • Oral Ibuprofen
  • Acetaminophen Suppositories
  • Gripe Water
  • Pedialyte (Use the leftovers for your hangover!)





Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Traveling With Infants

Don't do it. 

No seriously, sit down and have a little chat with yourself. 

Vacations will never be the same avec les infants. It's simply the truth. It's not that they won't be as good, they will just be different. I'm sure it gets better as they get older, but with babies you're not doing anything cool any time soon. No more waking up and drinking last night's melted margarita from the nightstand. No more falling asleep topless in your cabana. No more spelunking in Belize. No more staying in a sketchy hostel in Hanoi and sharing a room with a stanky dread-head named Rain. No more Vegas. And no more footloose and fancy free. That's just how it is, it takes a lot more planning and a bit more luggage.

Travel Honeymoon Period
Before six months is good time to travel, before three months is even better. They sleep all the time, they sleep on you, they're small, and you don't need a lot of gear. 

Transit Time
If possible keep it a direct flight. The 38 hours of travel time to get to Bora Bora will end in you wanting to murder your spouse on the glass bottom floor of your over-the-water bungalow. Breaking up the travel is a good way to avoid burnout. Stay overnight in a stopover city, have a nice meal at a restaurant in the city instead of shite airport food, and get a solid night's sleep. Anytime more than one solid nap is missed, meltdowns should be expected. And avoid really shitty airports like LAX where you might find yourself stuck in a terminal that's only food options are tuna fish sandwiches and coffee from a vending machine. 

Upgrade
If your flight is 10+ hours I highly recommend splurging on the premium economy seats if possible. At the very least try to book really far in advance so that you can get the bassinet seats. Some airlines don't have bassinets for certain flights so be wary. 

Equalization
Babies can't exactly pop their ears or chew on a piece of gum to equalize. So it's best to nurse or give them a bottle on the ascent and descent. The timing can be a bit tricky with boarding and taxiing so if babe is already fed or sleeping give them a soother. If they won't take a soother, shove your finger in their mouth to suck on.

Giving No Fucks
#1. There are always gonna be crying babies on a flight, maybe it's just your turn. (I am guessing the flights to Vegas are a bit quieter). 
#2. You are never going to see those people ever again.
#3. Drugs.

Rent 
Some cities have baby gear rental companies, even items like bouncy chairs and highchairs that they will deliver to your hotel. And some car rental companies have really inexpensive car seat options, saving you from schlepping your car seat through the airport and waiting for it at the oversized luggage claim. Also FYI: if you stay at a hotel and request a crib they will usually just send a pack-and-play to your room unless you specifically request a crib. 

Travel Gear/ Pack Light
If you do have to bring a car seat, don't bring your good one. Borrow a travel one from a friend or buy a cheap one off Craigslist. Baggage handlers kick that shit around like Solange in an elevator and it gets all dinged up. Same goes with your stroller, don't lug your favourite giant one to the gate (I learned this the hard way), just use a small umbrella stroller. Some airlines will bag it for you at the gate, most won't. 

Know Your Terrain
Also learned this the hard way. Got to Playa la Ropa in Zihuatanejo and discovered that not only was it too hilly to use a stroller but also the major thoroughfare in front of our house was under construction. If you choose, strollers can be sent in the checked luggage at no cost (and you should have a case for it) but carriers are much easier to travel with in general. If your destination is warm a forward facing carrier is a bit cooler than a rear facing. 

Bring a Babysitter
Travel with another couple with kids so that you can trade off nights out on the town sans babies. Seriously, genius. Also apparently hotels have babysitter services that you can book in advance, also genius!

Lower Your Standards
Just take it easy. Give yourself lots of time at the airport and try not to sweat it. If needed you can always have a drink at the airport bar...



Jack at 6 weeks - a champ for his first flight: YVR > YXC.

4 month old Jack refusing to nap on the train ride from New Haven > NYC...

 ...Resulting in a meltdown in Eataly and an eventual stroller/swaddle nap. 

Christmas trip to Australia at 6 months. He was a perfect fit for the bassinet and thankfully slept most of the 14 hour flight from LAX > MEL.



 Bleary eyed but we survived! 

10.5 months. YVR > PHX. Not the most awesome age to fly, he wanted to stand/crawl around/grab everything within reach.