Well, it's not gestational diabetes. I have a blood sugar problem, but my doctor called it anti-diabetes. Put simply, my body overreacts to sugar, whereas a diabetic's body under-reacts. So I'm actually less likely to get gestational diabetes than the average person. But the end result is kind of the same - protein every few hours, small meals throughout the day, and the less sugar the better. The good news is that this way of eating is actually the optimal situation nutritionally for the baby - this kid is eating much better than Asher did in utero. And my problem is not associated with the same complications of labor as gestational diabetes. So, that's that.
Sound machine, number 2 pacifiers (number 1's don't work), baby tupperware, Resinol, lovey blanket, and gas drops: these are the things I never knew existed before I had a baby, and have found indispensable in the past year. I was talking to a friend who is a new mom and realized how important it is to know and trust at least one parent of a baby before you become one yourself. I had two such friends, thankfully, and they introduced me to every one of the things listed above. Without them, the past year would have included many more tears, for both Asher and myself.
A developmental update for those who are interested:
Asher does not have any true, consistent words yet (aside from "mama" and "dada"). But he will imitate a few words, use the same sound for "light" every time, and sign "please," "thank you" (ish), point "down" when he wants to get down, and sign "all done." He also understands anything you say related to his day. It's funny; I've read other blogs that talk about an emotional moment when their baby took his first steps. I think I've said before that I'm in no hurry for him to grow up, so while first steps were fun, they were not earth-shattering for me. But language - well. Having a little person who notices things and has ideas and a sense of humor and wants to share it all with me takes my breath away. It's not like anything else I've ever done in life, including teaching other people's children to talk. It's the best thing ever.
In other news, we have a leak in our roof. But it's in the sunroom, where the floors are brick tile anyway, and it's not yet furnished, so there isn't significant damage. Brian thinks the leak is caused by a missing nail. Isn't that a little mind-boggling? That an entire house that has been standing since 1940 could spring a leak because of a single missing nail? Huh.
So tomorrow Brian will be replacing an apparently essential nail, and Asher will be spending the afternoon with my mom. Because I have had a hard mom week, and desperately need to see a movie or read a magazine or both. He's teething and clingy, I haven't felt well all week, and we started back into the full routine of normal life after a few weeks of holiday fun. The combination of these factors led to a baby-mom-meltdown-combo this morning, the likes of which our home hasn't seen since infancy. Tomorrow I'm going to step away so I can be glad for my life again, Asher will spend a few hours being entertained by his endlessly energetic maternal grandmother, and all will be well.
Last thing: there was a great line tonight in Friday Night Lights. Tammy is worrying about daycare for her baby, to which the coach replies, "Do you know what? That is not our burden. It is our gift." Yes it is.
Have a good weekend, everyone.
8 comments:
As my pediatrician pointed out, if he is using the same sound for the same word every time (in Asher's case "light"), then it is a word. It isn't his fault that we are all too dumb to use the right word!
Sounds like he is developing and changing. So much in store for you. You are so right that new moms need someone who has been through it to give support. I remember calling my person when Zachary was 10 days old and starting the conversation with "The important this is acknowledging when you have been defeated." She laughed, asked what was wrong, and told me exactly what I needed to do.
There was also another great line on FNL last night...
When Julie finally told Coach Taylor the truth about how Tim Riggins had saved her, and Coach Taylor goes.
"Damn, Julie. Damn," and then walks out. I was just like...yes, that is the only thing you can possibly say in such a situation.
Darn teenagers.
Lane, we said the same thing. That was very true to life.
Valerie, thank you.
Emily, I love this age because he's getting into my area of teaching. Walking and talking is right up my alley. Caring for a newborn - I was clueless.
I am currently watching Shrek chase after his new babies....Nina insisted that we watch the movie tonight. And he has no support system at all, poor guy. I agree with Emily.
What's Resinol?
You have fun at your anti-meltdown afternoon. The more babies you have, the more essential they become!
Resinol is the best diaper cream ever.
Ahhhhh Friday Night Lights....
Hmmmm. Resinol. I am sure I have tried everything ELSE on the market, except Resinol.
Here is the best diaper rash advice I ever got, and it took till Baby #3 to get it - if it lasts longer than 2 days w/treatment, it is a yeast infection. Call your doctor for a prescription.
That could have saved me lots and lots of $$$!
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