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Tuesday, April 7, 2009

A day in my life on Facebook

Jessica is watching Elliot chase a wet dog around the house with a very little towel. Nugget 1, Elliot 0. Ah yes, and then Nugget decides to towel dry herself on Micah's playmat. Lovely!

Elliot at 1:34am April 3
I didn't chase - I let her come to me, which she did (or at least tried to run past me like the maniac she becomes when wet) and caught her in this towel, where I dried her off. She took to the playmat before I could get the towel. I would at least say the score is tied, if not me in the lead ;-)
Jessica at 2:01am April 3
You chased . . . and she was faster. You only "caught" her when she climbed on the couch to relax after her wild run through the house tracking muddy wet paw prints on the newly washed floor!
Elliot at 2:06am April 3
Keep telling yourself that!
Jessica at 2:12am April 3
I know what I saw . . . and anyone who knows Nugget will know the truth.
Stu at 6:22am April 3
I hope you guys are sitting next to each other typing this... Can't wait to see you guys next week!!!!
Jessica at 9:31pm April 3
Of course we were! Can't wait to see you, too!

Monday, April 6, 2009

I love DC

Every so often, something reminds me how much I love DC. This past week, it was the cherry blossoms in bloom. This area is absolutely BEAUTIFUL in the Spring. I was heading downtown to a meeting last week, and decided to drive down Rock Creek Parkway and take the back roads around the Tidal Basin to hop on Independence Ave and then cut over to 12th Street to get to the Department of Education. On a normal day, as every local Washingtonian knows, this back-road route is always the fastest way through town. Except when the cherry blossoms are in bloom (or some other major event is happening on the mall). Well, last week was the start of the Cherry Blossom Festival - and one of the most bone-headed times to drive through the Tidal Basin. As is par for the course with me, I was totally oblivious to the date and the time of year, and I drove right into the heart of the Cherry Blossom Festival without even a thought.

And yet . . . I'm so glad I did it! I drove through just early enough in the day that the traffic was heavy, but not gridlocked. The trees were in full bloom, and the drive was stunningly gorgeous. I love how the beautiful cherry blossom trees frame the monuments. The city comes alive with the pink-tinged accents. I rolled down my windows and enjoyed the warm weather and beautiful scents from the trees. I couldn't stop beaming. When I lived in New York, the world was always grey . . . the sidewalks, the buildings, everything. I used to feel "color deprived" living there - I never saw signs of nature (and living down in the village, the trek up to Central Park was just too much). I remember coming home in the spring, and flying over the monuments to land, and seeing the cherry blossoms. I remember driving down the cherry blossom lined street to my parents' house on the way back from the airport and just beaming with sheer joy to see such magnificence and beauty, and I remember how the colors just jumped out at me - it was as if I had stepped out of a black-and-white photo and into color. There is something so elegantly joyous about cherry blossom trees . . . and magnolias . . . and this time of year, nearly every street and neighborhood is painted pink. Hundreds and hundreds of shades of pink. There is the soft almost white pink from some varieties of trees, and the truly rich girly-girl pink of other trees, and the bright hot-pink that the magnolias bring to the mix. Add in a splash of hydrangea and azalea, and well . . . we are living in a pink Spring wonderland.

Today as we drove out to Hyattsville for an art exhibit, we enjoyed even more spring beauty. Every day, I have been looking forward to my morning walks with Nugget, just so I can see how many more trees are now in bloom. This is my favorite time of year, and there is no better place to enjoy Spring than in Washington, DC. It reminds me how lucky we are to live here.

My friend Tammy is coming down for a visit this weekend, and I can't wait to show off Washington in bloom. It will also be Micah's first trip on the metro, and I'm so excited to wander around the monuments with him. I truly love DC - it is fast-paced when you need, slow and lazy and suburban at the same time, full of culture and opportunities and politics and energy, and in 20 minutes you can be in the middle of the country, or enjoying picking your own berries at a local farm. I hope one day Micah appreciates this crazy place as much as I do!

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Video Sunday

I've decided to declare today Video Sunday. To celebrate this momentous occasion, I will post way too much Micah video! Our little guy is chatting (okay, the rest of you would call it babbling) and laughing now, and he can sit on his own in the Bumbo seat! As a reminder, click on the triangle on the bottom left corner of the images to make each of the videos play.

Micah on the plane back from LA:



Micah playing at the Denver Airport:





Micah laughing at home:



Micah playing on the playmat:



Micah in the Bumbo:

Friday, April 3, 2009

Let's talk about Frank, baby

Today was my fluid ultrasound to check on the status of Frank (you know, the pesky fibroid). The good news is, Frank shrank back down to only 1.5 cm. He is only on the outside of my uterus, outer layer. My doctor felt that there was no reason to go in and surgically remove him. I have to say, I was stunned - things never go that well for me. I asked about whether Frank would re-grow during a future pregnancy and cause me problems, and while he said the possibility exists, he felt that Frank was done growing. The even better news is that the other fibroids I used to have on the outside of my uterus (there were 5) have all disappeared. He could not find any evidence of any additional fibroids! So, hopefully that means any future pregnancies would not be riddled with contractions and pain. Then again, Frank could defy expectations and get cranky again next pregnancy. I guess the upside to that is I would have extra monitoring, probably earlier on, to watch frank throughout the pregnancy.

I do have a band of scar tissue from Micah's birth that he recommended I have removed. He said "there is no reason to put up with that." So . . . we'll see. I have to make an appointment with a different doctor to discuss it. I know I should do it, but it involves a needle, and well, you know how NOT good I am with needles.

Results of the day: there are no impediments to trying again for #2 when we are ready!

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Poll results and more about us!

Well, after my mother shamed me for failing to post an update since MONDAY, I am doing my best to come up with something interesting to post. Elliot & I are sitting here, watching the end of an era on tv (the last episode of ER) while we listen to the beginning of a new era on the video monitor (Micah). Tonight, our tv is accompanied by the enjoyable sounds of The Beatles - the lullaby version. We have been playing music for Micah while he sleeps, and the sounds echo throughout the house over the monitor.

So, let me begin with the results of the poll from my last thread . . . overwhelmingly, most of you voted to cut his hair! We are still ambivalent. It is Jewish tradition to wait at least 1 year to cut a baby's hair. Some even wait 3 years before a first hair cut. Can you imagine if we waited 3 years? Micah's hair would probably be down to his cute little tush! We keep hoping his hair starts to curl up. If it was curly, we could definitely wait longer.

I have a hair appointment set up for me in 2 weeks. I have known my hairdresser, Willy, since I was 7 or 8 years old. Back then, Willy was training to cut hair, and she was the hair washer at the place where I got my haircut. She washed my hair for years, then eventually started cutting it. I won't let anyone else touch my hair. The 2 times I did, it was a disaster. I'm hoping she'll offer to give Micah his first haircut - I think she'd love to have that honor. So, we'll see if we cut his hair in 2 weeks, or if I postpone it a bit longer.

Micah is doing really well. I think *fingers crossed* we are back on schedule with him. I believe we identified the source of the bedtime screaming issues - HUNGER. He must have been going through a growth spurt. With all the traveling, I think I must have missed the milk supply increase, so we are a bit behind the eight ball, so to speak. The past few nights, we've been increasing his food intake by giving him a bottle supplement of pumped breast milk before bed. This eliminated the screaming and bed time became easier. Yesterday, however, was a really rough day. I seemed to "run out" of milk mid-day. We had to give a bunch of bottle supplements, and I was worried about my supply. Luckily, the bottle supplements did the trick, and bedtime went smoothly. Today, I spent the day feeding him on schedule and pumping after each feeding session to try and increase my supply. It seems to have worked, and Micah was ready for bed by 8:00, happy as usual. I nursed him then topped him off with a bottle, and placed him in his crib. We had a few runs upstairs to pop in his paci (he gets restless and squeaks when his paci falls out before he is sound asleep), and then off to lala land he drifted.

Since I am on the subject of Micah sleeping, I will say he is pretty amazing. He moves ALL around the crib while he sleeps. About ten minutes ago, he had managed to turn 90 degrees . . . and now he is back to his vertical position. I am also amazed at how restless he gets. As Elliot says, he is more mobile asleep than awake. Sometimes he gets quite vocal and noisy, and I think he is awake. When I go running in to check on him, I realize he is sound asleep and desperately trying to gnaw his fist off. It is a good thing he doesn't have any teeth yet. Some babies find their hands/fists comforting, but I have noticed that while Micah will suck on his hands, he never seems to be soothed by that. I carefully remove his fist and replace it with a paci, and it is magic! Micah instantly stops moving and fussing and sort of melts into a still, deep sleep. Who knew a pacifier could be such a wonderful thing!

In other news, we've been dealing with ants in the kitchen and our master bathroom. I HATE ants! We called an exterminator (Trey, who lived across the street from me when I was growing up) and he came today. Apparently, we have a special kind of ant (fragrant ants?) and they are living under the front porch. Ironically, these are the same ants at my parents' house . . . coincidence? YOU decide! He sprayed all over outside, and so far, the ants seem to be gone. We may need to spray a few more times to keep them at bay, but for now, all is much improved.

I've been running around crazed all week - business meetings, classes with Micah, work to do, trying to find childcare, and meeting with contractors to discuss whether we should put a small addition on the house to give me an office. Micah's Goppy (my dad) babysat Micah on his own for the first time for a few hours on Tuesday while Elliot and I were at meetings! It was quite a success, and perhaps we'll be able to take advantage of Goppy's babysitting services again. At one of our classes this week, we went to a pottery place (All Fired Up), and we decorated a tile with Micah's name on it and his footprints. I will post a picture when I get it back next week. I can barely see straight this week! I wish I had our child care situation worked out - I'm still nervous about what we will be doing and how to proceed. I really need to have more time available and get more work done.

I don't have any new pictures to post today. My "little" man is now 12 lbs! He is growing rapidly, and I'm afraid to admit that the arms and legs on his size 0-3 month clothes may be getting a bit short. I think it may be time to move him into the next size, and we are probably just another week or two away from size 2 diapers! I can't believe how much he is growing. We have our final Baby & Me class on Monday. I am probably going to have to stop doing as many classes with him if I put him in daycare or get a nanny - which I suppose I have to do anyway since I need to get more work done during the day. In June, I hope to start swim lessons with him, and I'd like to sign up for a music class with a bunch of the other women from our Baby & Me class. We are planning to continue with a playgroup, so that should be fun.

Next week is another crazy week - Wednesday and Thursday night is the beginning of Passover, an 8 day holiday for us. The first two nights are marked by a special dinner known as a seder, and we will be hosting the 2nd seder at our house. Most of Elliot's family will be coming to town to join us, and this is only the 2nd holiday we've hosted together. We are nervous about all the chaos, but also excited to spend time with the family. This will be the 2nd time Micah has met his Poppy Ira and Grandma Roberta. I'm hoping all goes smoothly and that Micah goes to bed easily even with all the commotion in the house. I think Elliot & I will be cooking for the next week. He went out tonight to pick up a turkey and some brisket so we can get started this weekend. I'll give an update next week!