Friday, October 30, 2009

Killian Fends Off a Bear

They were supposed to be getting ready for bed, but I caught Daddy getting Killy all riled up...

Thursday, October 29, 2009


I am so grateful for having a low-stress job right now and having a manager who embraces the concept that work is an activity and not a location. She works from home 100% and encouraged me to work from home too, especially after she learned I had a little one.

I am really appreciative of this, as not all company cultures are comfortable with this concept yet. I have always taken Killian to daycare the days I work from home, so I can focus on work. Taking care of a little one is a full-time job and it's kind of hard to do two jobs at once! Or do them both well anyway.

I have only talked to my manager a handful of times since she hired me and when I spoke to her this week, she mentioned she hoped I was taking advantage of working from home with all the bugs going around. She then said, "Oh, I bet you're happy to keep the little one out of daycare as much as possible!" That is the second time she has mentioned to me how I should keep the little one home with me. The first time she mentioned that I jumped in assuring her that I wouldn't try to multi-task like that, but this time, I thought, "hmmmm....well ok then!"

So today I tried to do both because it was a lighter day. I had a few phone conferences today that I mainly just needed to listen to.

To keep Killian entertained, we have to keep moving around to different stations in the house. The exersaucer downstairs. The exersaucer upstairs. Tummy time on his blanket with his toys. His playpen with his other toys. He gets tired of his toys. Play the "oh no, don't kick Mommy in the face!" game. All the while I'm carting my laptop and phone with me from room to room, couch to floor, toggling between my laptop and smiling at Killian, running out of the room when I had to talk so they wouldn't hear his babbling and noises, and then making sure I went back "on mute."

I spent a good portion of the morning paranoid that I hadn't accidentally "gone off mute." I have heard all sorts of background noise on conference calls (animals, kids... I have even heard the occasional toilet flush. So I am not the only one multi-tasking!) But I still didn't want to be that person.

The conversation would get quiet on the call and I would think, "Oh no! They just heard me say, 'I'm going to eat your belly!'"

But luckily, I successfully stayed on mute all day when I needed to be. When one call was wrapping up, we decided to go outside for some fresh air. The moment we stepped outside a neighbor and a dog ran up to us and were confused by the voices coming out of my pants. I had to explain that I was "working."

So it worked out today because my workload was pretty light. It was so nice to be able to see his smiling face throughout the day and to be able to take a break from the pumping machine during working hours and just be able to nurse him instead. There was a lot of juggling today and I'm pretty exhausted right now as he naps. But very satisfied :)

Pretty much how I'm feeling right now too.

Wordless Wednesday: Killian Thinks It's Curious Mommy is Lying in the Grass Taking Pictures

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Wordless Wednesday: A Warm October Afternoon

Chicken "Tortilla" Soup CrockPot Recipe

Mike wanted me to put this recipe up here. He said it's the best chicken "tortilla" soup he's ever had. "Tortilla" in quotes because it actually contained no tortilla, but that's still what we're calling it.

He is trying a new lactose-free diet and is feeling under the weather this week, so I was looking for something hearty, yet fresh, and of course, lactose-free.

I slightly modified a recipe I found on Mainly, I did not make the tortilla strips (unhealthy and unnecessary) and I added freshly diced avocado when serving it.

Prep time was only a few minutes.

* 1 pound shredded, cooked chicken
* 1 can of diced tomatoes with some chilies
* 1 (10 ounce) can enchilada sauce
* 1 medium onion, chopped
* 1 (4 ounce) can chopped green chile peppers
* 2 cloves garlic, minced
* 2 cups water
* 1 (14.5 ounce) can chicken broth
* 1 teaspoon cumin
* 1 teaspoon chili powder
* 1 teaspoon salt
* 1/4 teaspoon black pepper
* 1 (10 ounce) package frozen corn
* 1 tablespoon chopped cilantro
* ripe avocados


1. Place chicken, tomatoes, enchilada sauce, onion, green chiles, and garlic into a slow cooker. Pour in water and chicken broth, and season with cumin, chili powder, salt, pepper. Stir in corn and cilantro. Cover, and cook on Low setting for 6 to 8 hours or on High setting for 3 to 4 hours.

Monday, October 19, 2009

Dude...Where's My Mu Shu Chicken?

Last night Mike & I decided we could really go for some authentic, spicy Asian food to help clear up our sinuses. We decided to treat ourselves to takeout from one of our favorite places in town.

I opened up my meal and was disappointed to find that there was no chicken in my....chicken wrap. I wasn't too annoyed though because we had also ordered some sushi, so I had other food to enjoy. I knew we would call the manager later and he would probably take it off of our bill.

Mike started working on his spicy beef noodles and it wasn't long before he made a puzzled face. "Hmmmm that's interesting. The broccoli tastes like.... weed."

I thought for sure he was exaggerating, but I took a bite and sure enough...there was that very distinctive smell (that I learned about through the DARE program). So distinctive, I spit it out out of fear of passing on any THC to my baby!

We were quite flummoxed. How does broccoli end up REEKING of marijuana? What was going on in that kitchen? We had visions of a teenaged cook yelling, "Dude! That's not oregano" during the broccoli prep. And then I understood how someone could package a chicken lettuce wrap to go with only lettuce.

So we called the manager. For a moment we debated if we should also mention the weed broccoli. But how weird would that sound? So we decided against mentioning it. As soon as we told him about the chicken wrap with no chicken, he apologized profusely and immediately assured us the entire bill would be on the house, which was more than we were expecting. He was so quick to apologize and almost seemed relieved that that was the only problem.

We then had a vision of the manager hanging up the phone saying, "I had to credit a $50 check, but at least they didn't mention the weed broccoli!"

In this picture, you can see the mound of lettuce sans chicken and the beef noodles with broccoli under suspicion in the background.

Lillian, Darling!

This past weekend I was sick and it was getting chilly, so Killian got to wear his PJs all day like his mom and dad. I dressed Killian in this little footed PJ set and Mike called him "Lillian" all day. I still think this outfit is totally gender neutral. And adorable.

To balance things out, I put this jacket on him when we went for our walk tonight. A cute little hand-me-down I think little Mikey Economou used to wear.

Nom Nom Nom

Killian has joined us at the dinner table. Lately he's been sending me signals that he loves his milk, but he could go for something a little bit more grown-up occasionally too.

Some nights he now eats a little baby rice cereal. Just like the first time he took the bottle, he was a natural. He seemed to know exactly what to do. He must have been paying attention to all the eating going on around him.

Killian had been showing all the signs that he was ready to try some baby cereal. He was nursing for increasingly longer periods of time in the evening, seeming insatiable, and he had begun waking up in the middle of the night hungry.

He has also been showing great interest in what Mom and Dad eat, as evidenced by this video and picture:

Salsa por favor?

Sorry, Killian, you're going to have to wait a bit longer before you can have spicy beef noodles... Daddy should stop taunting him.

I cannot wait until he's old enough to eat Ethiopian food with us!

Friday, October 9, 2009

A Year Ago Today... the day that I found out I was pregnant, so I thought I might reminisce about that.

My first clue that day was during my early morning work-out when (I’m sorry if this is too much information) my boobs felt…different. But I didn’t want to get too excited, so I finished my work-out before fetching the pregnancy test. So I peed on the stick and only a few seconds later (I didn’t know they worked that fast), when I glanced on it again, it was positive! I remember screaming and then within that instant thinking “I’m going to have a son!” and feeling my heart melt a little. And then I looked back at the pregnancy test confused, as if the test had told me I was having a boy, and then wondered why that thought had instantly popped into my head. (Mother’s intuition already?)

I then realized I had probably woken Mike up with my scream. I hadn’t thought of any clever ways to tell him I was pregnant and didn’t care to take the time to think of any then. I went back to the bedroom where he was still sleeping. I was still covered in sweat from my workout, so I couldn’t get back in bed with him, so I just kind of leered over him with a crazy grin on my face. He sensed my leering and woke up. “Guess what?” His exact words were “Ummm….tacos?” “No, better than tacos.” And then he knew :)

That day at work I was walking on air. It was an extremely busy time in my project. It was system go-live week and I was sitting in a control room that day surrounded by a bunch of people who were in high-stress mode. But nothing could ruffle my feathers that day.

I had decided to not tell anyone until I was a little further along in the pregnancy. It was absolute torture seeing my family that weekend and keeping the news to myself. Somehow I managed to keep it a secret until November after I had my first sonogram and could share this picture. At 7 weeks pregnant, little Killy Billy was 5 weeks old here! Or "McLovin'" as he was affectionately known back then.

The first few days of pregnancy I remember being worried because I didn’t feel pregnant yet or have signs of morning sickness. HAHAHAHAHA. That is all I have to say. The morning sickness did hit not too much later and I spent the next 3 months feeling like I had a bad case of the stomach flu. But even though not a whole lot stayed down those first few months, at least I still managed to gain way more weight than I should have in the remaining months. Wait a second… Oh well.

After Killian was born, it felt SO good to have my normal body back. (Well, not quite my old body, but at least sans pregnancy hormones.) Within a few hours after he was born, I noticed the heartburn, unpleasant feelings in my stomach, and weird cravings had vanished. For weeks after he was born, I would rave about how good it felt to not be pregnant anymore! You know the feeling you have when you finally feel better after having being sick for a few days? Imagine that feeling after 280 sick days! And to top it off, I have a cute little baby too :)

Thursday, October 8, 2009

He's a Squealer

Daddy gets the best squeals from Killy.

Somebody Has Opinions

Killian will be four months old next week! The last month has flown by! Here's what's new this month.

Killian really enjoys his exersaucer. Both at home and at daycare.

(As you can see from the picture, Killian has a fan club.)
He loves his exersaucer so much that I picked up another one, so we could have one upstairs and downstairs.

I have learned that sometimes he has so much fun with his toys that he forgets to tell me he’s hungry. I discovered this one day right before I we were about to leave. I was packing up the car while he was playing, but once I buckled him into his car seat, he realized that he was hungry and started crying. (He really only cries when he’s hungry.) So we went back into the house and he fed for 20 minutes.
So I’ve learned to watch the clock – if it’s been too long since he last ate, I pull him away from his toys to feed him. This reminds me a lot of his dad. Mike is able to really put his concentration into one task and forget everything around him. I, on the other hand, cannot forget that I'm hungry! And I’m also easily distracted. Oo there is a pretty bird outside my window right now!

Killian has grown more opinionated. Killian took the bottle without any problems when he was 4 weeks old. I had learned from the experts, as well as experienced moms, that if you wait until he’s too old to introduce the bottle, he might refuse it. But now some days he refuses his last bottle of the day at daycare. I wasn’t sure why at first, but now I think I have an inkling.

He waits (patiently at least – no tears!) until I get home with him and then he lets me know he is very hungry and then he feeds for a LONG time. So long that I cannot wait for Mike to come home and bring me some food because I begin to feel lightheaded! It’s like he knows he can get his milk from the source if he waits a little bit.

He also rejects the pacifier now, which I am happy about actually, because I didn’t want him to become addicted to it as a toddler. If you try to give him the pacifier, he looks at you like you are stupid and promptly spits it out. Actually he acts like he is gagging which is a bit dramatic I think.

Killian also demonstrates obvious preferences for people and toys. It is pretty easy to tell who his favorite teacher is (she is mine too!) because he gives her the biggest smile. And this book comes with him wherever he goes.

In other big boy news, Killian began sleeping in his crib a few weeks ago. This was so hard for me, as it was very comforting and convenient to have him in the bassinet next to me. But he exceeded the weight limit for the bassinet, so it was time to make the move. He transitioned without a problem . The first night I put him in the crib, he went from being sleepy to SUPER excited because he saw NEW TOYS! The mobile! It spins!

He is also sleeping now without being swaddled. He loved being swaddled as a newborn, but I noticed recently he was trying to get his hand to his mouth at night, but was struggling because he was swaddled. (Which by the way, I was happy to see that he has taught himself how to self-soothe. Another reason he doesn’t need the pacifier anymore.) So we stopped swaddling him at night and there were a few nights where he woke in the middle of the night, but it looks like he’s back to sleeping through the night for now. *Fingers crossed*

Friday, October 2, 2009

Killian Gets "RickRoll'd"

This is painful. But I feel obligated to post something silly because it's Friday, and I've got nothing else, so.... Here is a video of me "Rick Rolling" my baby. For some reason this song was stuck in my head one day and poor Killian had to listen to me get it out of my head. I think I filmed this because Killian was in a "talking" mood and sometimes if you sing to him, he talks/coos back more. But all I caught in this video was a good burp.

In case you're wondering, "Rick Rolling" is a completely inane internet meme involving a 1980's Rick Astley video and I'm sure Mike just died a little inside that I posted this. :P

But on a more serious note, I think this demonstrates how something happens to you after you give birth that makes you lose all inhibitions and makes you impervious to embarrassment, especially involving anything you do for your child. Which is probably why kids are always embarrassed on behalf of their parents.