Rock, Paper, Scissors

It's interesting to see what kind of parents we have turned out to be compared to the parents I thought we would be. Not that we have that much experience, yet, but I think we've done okay so far.  We usually take turns doing things for our little one, although I probably do a bit more, but the hubs is starting to catch up and do more things with the little one.  One of the things that both of us dislike doing, though, is putting him to bed.  I don't know why we both dislike it so much, because it usually takes less than 5 minutes and all it entails is reading a book or two and rocking/singing to him for a few minutes. Since we both don't like it, though, we've decided to leave it to chance and play rock, paper, scissors to see who loses and has to put him to bed. Definitely not a parenting style I ever saw us using, but it'll work for now! I'll be sure to tell our little one some day how much we enjoy spending every waking moment with him, though. :)

However, if Sheldon Cooper has taught us anything, the hubs and I know each other too well, so I guess we'll have to learn how to play rock, paper, scissors, lizard, spock.  This would be fitting, too, since we sing Soft Kitty to our little one a few times a day.  I can't wait to explain to him down the road that his favorite lullaby is from a sitcom.

The Inconvenient Poop

Sorry, but you're the one who chose to read a blog written by a new mother, so you had to expect at least one post about baby poop.  I'm sure it won't be the last one, either. :) I'm also 99% sure our little one will look back on this some day and scold me for talking about his bowel movements.  As long as I have to clean them up, I get to talk about them to the world!  Fortunately, there are no gross images that correspond to this post. I do have SOME boundaries!

So, I guess as babies get bigger, bowel movements become fewer and fuller, which is totally fine, as long as we're at home when it happens.  Lately, though, all bowel movements have occurred in the carseat. Which makes for an annoying "short" trip to the store. I might as well just open up a baby changing station in the trunk of my car. I don't know why he has decided that this is his pooping place, but if this continues, I'm going to just bring the carseat into the house and leave him in it until his "business" is done for the day.

Since I don't have anything else to talk about besides poop, I guess I'll share some recent pics!

Can it spin while I'm holding it, mom?

Cool Dudes!

Yes, my skin tone matches my onesie.  A few more pounds/wrinkles and I'll be the perfect Michelin Man. :)