::Insert Diabolical Laugh Here::

Well I have to explain why I'm laughing ever so diabolically (spelling??). 

Bueno, my son HATES his bassinet. Something about the walls of the bassinet being too close together so his long arms wack the sides whenever he tries to stretch. So I bought a co sleeper thing that goes in your bed. 

I was never a fan of co sleeping. I always (and still do) believe kids should sleep in their own beds and parents have their own bed. But, he's so little and well...he cries like he's on fire when I put him in the basinett. (And I think secretly he likes being in between mom and dad). 

Honestly, it's what works and what allows me to sleep (he no longer will sleep longer than 20-30min in his swing). I would have gone insane by now.



Back to my diabolical laugh.


Well i put the co sleeper thing INSIDE the bassinet and wouldn't you know it. The little stinker is passed the eff out in it. WOO.

When we move, he's going to sleep in his crib, that's going to be in our bed room.

Not like we have a lot of furniture anyway. 

So tonight...for the first time in many many nights...I'm going to cuddle with my husband for like two hours before I feed Antonio again :)

Please excuse me for the insanity that is this post. It's 1:44am and I've been packing and painting all day. The paint fumes have made me loopy.

<3

I really should be sleeping...

The cranky monster's feeding is at 2am and that's only 2 hours from now.

But I'm awake because of all the soda I've had today. I really need to switch back to drinking just water like when I was pregnant...but I missed soda so much...yum.

I also saw that I function better if I have coffee in the morning. Hm. Guess I'll need to get myself a coffee maker.

Things with the baby are getting better...slowly. He's starting to sleep better at night. Some nights are easier than others (tonight not being an easy one since he's still awake ugh).

But I'm getting through it. I'm not thinking about how I'll be back at work in two weeks. Makes me too sad.

Tomorrow Tony starts his real full time job...I'm going to my job to introduce the baby to my boss who hasn't met him yet. It's a surprise, I can't wait to see her face.

I forgot the baby's bear at my SIL's...so no womb sounds to help him fall asleep. Ayyy...

Cranky Little Monster

That's what I have now.

Not a sweet gurgling cute little baby.

Ladies and Gentlemen, he has left the building. In his place is a very cranky and very loud little monster that doesn't like his paci, lullaby cd or being rocked. He prefers to be upright and curled against your chest. Nothing else will do.

At this very moment, that cranky little monster is passed out next to his dad. (Did I mention he now veto'd sleeping in his bassinet?) Thank God. I need some time to recuperate.

I've got exactly one hour til the next feeding. I hope this hour can stretch to two..but I highly doubt it.

I think it's a combination of colic and hunger that's making him so cranky. I might have to up his formula amount.

Wish me luck for this week...I won't have Tony to take him for a few minutes. O_o

We found a new apartment!

Finally!

Now...I need to start packing. I don't even know where to start. Nor do I have space to keep said boxes. Oh and when we do move Tony will be getting everything into the new apartment.

Only, I'll be the only one unpacking since Tony'll have to go back to work. Hopefully I can get some friends to come visit and to help me. (Or at least watch the baby for me..) I'm sure my SIL will drop by after getting the kids to school and help me.

I can't wait to buy a coffee table for our living room. Or candles for our dining room table. It's going to feel surreal to have those two rooms again. And a real kitchen. It's not very big but you know what, I've worked with less (the kitchen I have now). And this one has a real stove.. Even the bathroom is nicer. Tony's excited because we have two patios...one in front and one in the back. We are totally secluded from our landlord's house. It's great. I seriously want to go over there and kick those people out and move in. /sigh.

But like Tony keeps saying, at least we found a place already.

Sucks for our current land lady. Legally I don't think she can rent this efficiency out again since the house technically doesn't belong to her...oh well.

xoxo

Letter to Antonio

For his first month, I wrote this:

Dear Antonio,

You're one month old today. I can't believe how big you've gotten in one month. You are never still! You're always moving around. Even in your sleep (and you wake yourself up!) You don't like having your diaper changed or getting a bath (unless you're taking a shower with someone). You love snuggling close to me and to your dad when you're napping. You just started sleeping in your bassinet and soon we'll move you to your crib.

I love the way you watch me when we're just at home watching tv (well I watch TV, you watch me watch TV). You are great at lifting your head during tummy time and especially when you're on my shoulder when I'm burping you.

You don't mind that your cousins are extremely loud and obnoxious. You nap anyway. You love being in your swing.

At your last check up earlier this week, you weighed 10lbs 10oz and you're 21 inches long. The doctor says you're growing just as you should be.

You look just like your dad. Nothing like me. But that's okay. Your dad's one good looking guy :) You've got these gorgeous gray eyes...I can't wait to see what color they turn into.

I love you so much. I can't wait to see what next month brings.

Love,
Momma

So far so good...

I've got a slight schedule going on with the baby. 6am we wake up, get ready and out the door with Tony to drop him off at work. Get back home by 7:30 and if it's bottle time, then he gets a bottle if not we just nap until the next feeding time. Then I keep him awake for most of the morning until around 1pm and around that time he's had another bottle so down for a nap he goes. This is when I run to the bathroom and fix my lunch. Usually I can eat it and clean whatever dishes I used.Then he wakes up for another feeding and he's up until we leave around 5pm to go pick up Tony. He usually snoozes on the way there and back so by the time we get back he needs to eat again. I cook dinner and Tony eats first and then I do (if the baby's awake). Then I give Antonio over to Tony to watch while I pick up dinner dishes and do some chores around the house.

Phew!

Some days I don't get anything accomplished and don't even change out of my pjs. It all depends on the baby's mood really. If he's fussy, that makes me less likely to get anything done. I let him nap on me (usually he'll nap in his swing or surrounded by pillows on the bed).

But I am getting a handle on this. Sucks though, I have to be washing bottles all the time. I need to buy more (But Gianni,. that'll only make more dirty bottles. That's ok...but it'll be less often that I'll be cleaning them!).

I'm smart though...I prepare the last night bottle and the 3 early morning bottles for the next day...that way in my half awake state at 3am I don't have to fumble with the powdered formula. Just grab it out of the fridge and bam, baby's being fed.

I just realized I didn't shower yesterday. Nor did I change my shirt. It has spit up on the left shoulder. Lovely.


I am going to take a long hot shower and have some chocolate ice cream.

Tomorrow, I plan to go to Miami Lakes and visit with a friend that used to live next door to me from when I was 12 til about 22. Ten years is a long time to be neighbors!! Her godmother has a place that she wants me to see...maybe it'll be perfect and we can start moving next week. (I'll need help since Tony'll be working).

<3

My first time

Going out alone with the baby. I've ran a few errands with him around the city we live in but never farther than maybe 10 minutes away.

He has a doctor's appointment today. I have to get on the expressway to get to said doctor's appointment.


Oh Lord.


I may go to my job afterwards but that's depending on the time. And then I have to get back on the expressway to get home. (Well I could take the long way...but with a baby who may be hungry at the time...I'd rather get home faster).

We're looking at some places to move into. We are SO done living here...last night Tony had to call the police because the land lady's son was playing music really loud...at 4am. Freaking 4am! I had to be awake either way because the baby woke up hungry but still. There was no need to be playing music outside.

Ok, I must go now. I have a huge do list of stuff I want to get done before we leave in an hour for the doctor's office (and yes I'm leaving an HOUR early for the appointment...what if there's traffic?! I hate being late for any type of appointment. That makes me a very weird Cuban...since we're always an hour late to everything haha.)

Wish me luck!

What a God-send...

Antonio is a day-time sleeper. He prefers to nap all day long and be awake at night.

Mom is not a day-time sleeper. So you see there's a tiny bit of a conflict...

Thankfully however, my Aunt in Tennessee mailed me a lullaby cd that she swore by because it helped my little cousin sleep when he was a new born...guess what?

IT WORKS. Amazingly. Antonio dozed off in Tony's arms after eating (while listening to it) and he slept for a good hour undisturbed. He's fussing now but he's okay. I check on him each time he makes a noise but for the most part I leave him alone.

I'm sleeping much better now. :) Yay.

Day 2

So far it's been okay. I didn't nap at all yesterday so I was extremely exhausted when I woke up this morning to drop off Tony at his uncle's house. So today after Antonio's 8am feed/change, we both went to sleep. He took longer to settle down and fall asleep and makes all these weird noises so I didn't sleep as long as he did. I took another short nap again after his 11am feeding but it was only 30 minutes because he woke up and didn't want to be in his swing anymore.

He's asleep now...he's been asleep for like 25 minutes now. I wonder if he'll keep snoozing til his next feeding at around 5pm.

This isn't easy. There isn't anyone to wash the dishes or wash bottles or make me something to eat and take the baby for a few minutes so I can eat. I literally rushed through my lunch because he woke up while I was mid-sandwich.

Our cable was cut so now we have super basic cable (land lady was stealing from Comcast and they finally caught on and cut it.) so there isn't anything good on TV til 3pm. I've been watching stupid infomercials all day.

I should probably go wash dishes and the bottles. There's only one clean on left.

Never mind. He woke up.

It'll be just me and you kid...

Tony got a job. Finally.

Let me back track a little...Tony quit his job back in December of 2009 because he was being treated unfairly at his job and he just couldn't take it anymore. He thought he'd be able to find something else soon after...come 9 months later he's still unemployed and we're living off my paycheck and anything his mom can send down to us. I've become the queen of budgets and cash advances. Not the best way to live life, but I made do.

Now, finally...he's got somewhere to be every day and he's earning money. The relief is slightly overwhelming. Where he isn't making as much money as me, what he is bringing home is going to help a lot. 

So...tomorrow we're waking up bright and early (either way we have to because the baby eats around 5am anyway) getting the baby fed and we're getting out the door by 6:30am to drop him off at his uncle's house and baby and I are coming back home to spend our very first day together...I'm not going to get my 2 hour morning nap (sans baby). I am going to try and nap when we get back if I can get the baby back to sleep.

Wish me luck :)

Mommy-hood...

Consists of feedings, diaper changes, outfit changes (between diaper leaks and spit up he's worn almost all his NB clothes) and trying to get the baby to take a nap (so I can get something, anything done). I shower late at night after his last feeding and when he's passed out. I eat dinner only if we come to my SIL's who graciously cooks extra for us (I do help the kids with their homework in the afternoon so she can get some chores done). I haven't washed my hair in...(oh God, I have to think about it...) days. I don't know how many. Shaved my legs? (now that I can finally bend over) Haven't done it yet. The only things I've washed are baby bottles. The dishes are piling up. (Not that there are many since we try very hard to not be home).

Don't get me wrong...I'm loving every diaper change, every spit up stained shirt that I have. He's not going to be this little for long.

I do however, get really cranky at 3am when the baby is wailing like he hasn't eaten in days (such a great pair of lungs he has) and my husband doesn't move. Like he doesn't here the mini-banshee in my arms. But I change his diaper and feed him and he's back to his quiet little self. He falls asleep in my arms and I transfer him over to the swing and I get a few hours of sleep. (He's back up around 7am). Tony usually takes over at the next feeding. (around 10am) so I can get a few more hours of sleep. (Like 2 or 3 really because I hear the baby fussing and I'm instantly awake).

He sleeps more during the day, less at night but I'm hoping to change that. How? I don't know. But I'll figure it out. He's only 3 weeks old you know?

I keep getting the 'don't hold him so much, he won't sleep on his own' and 'you need to stop letting him sleep so much during the day or else he won't sleep at night'. Um...he's not even a month old yet!! He eats/sleeps whenever he wants. I'll work around it. When he gets older, I'll get him on a schedule.

Sheesh.