Saturday, January 10, 2004

We are home!

We enjoyed visiting with my mom & family, it was fun & didnt want to leave. Kyler had fun too, I think he liked the train ride most of all. Since then Kyler has been on the move and hes fast! Our little gooms has learned to crawl.This is a short update, because K just dissapeared into the hallway, must go retrieve the furture nascar racer

Sunday, December 28, 2003

We survived Christmas.

Now we have a whole livingroom full of baby toys. On a good day Kyler can spread toys from one end of the livingroom to the other and still have some left to take out. Christmas eve Kyler came down with an awful rash, from his face to his toes, we think he had an allergic reaction to the yobaby yogurt we bought him to try. OOPS. We still have the trip to Wisconsin this Wednesday, K finally gets to meet the other side of the family. Just as our luck, his seperation anxiety is in full force. This should be an exciting trip. (ahem sacastic)

Friday, December 19, 2003

K is standing



Yep hes standing, on his own. He pulls himself up then smiles! I'm so proud of him. Now only if he could just stop doing it in the middle of the night. He's become a little monkey, hanging off of things and becoming quite the little acrobat. Hes finally feeling better, actually we all are & his ear infection seems to be going away. Tomorrow we decorate cookies, this should be intresting.

Thursday, December 11, 2003

I hate Christmas

Call me the biggest scrooge you may. I dont like the holidays. There to busy, hecktic, time consuming, and the "best" comes out in everyone during the holidays. Minus this will be Kyler's first christmas, about the only thing I look forward too, not that he will understand & I have to open all his presents while he shreds and tastes all his wrapping paper. I'm honestly afraid when his grandma sent him home with two of his christmas presents because "she bought him to much."

As for K's first cold, he's doing much better & back to his screaming self, with an occasional sneeze & cough & his booger nose is getting better.

Wednesday, December 10, 2003

First Cold

Whine...whimper...sniffle, cough, cough.

Kyler has his first cold, it started last night right when I just got all comfy and warm in bed. He started wailing from his room, I looked at the clock, 10:00 I slugglishly retrived him thinking he just woke himself up and couldnt fall back to sleep, but no his nose was all stuffed up and he started a cough. I stayed up with him comforting and nursing him, before he finally fell asleep closer to midnight.

3:30 am - we are back up. I gave him the infant cold meds Ray picked up for him on his way home for work. We played, nursed and watched some t.v. then the meds must have hit him because he was out. I snuggled back in bed with Ray, to find I couldnt fall asleep. I layed there praying to fall asleep before Kyler started whimpering again. I guess it worked I woke back up at 7am. Minus Kyler being extrememly clingy (hey I am too when I am sick!) and wanting to nurse all the time, which I dont mind. His first cold is going OK - knock on wood.

Monday, December 08, 2003

No sleep?

In the Slieff house, there is no such thing as sleep. In the past week Kyler has decided he is both a day & night person, and won't sleep. Ray & I sit there at 2 a.m. wide awake saying "no its your turn, I went and got him last time." I have no clue why there is even a statement saying sleeping like a baby because babies don't sleep.

Update on the EVIL bottle:

We went to store and bought new bottle nipples for Kyler, there shaped more like his NUK pacifers and today actually drank from a bottle. I'm not to excited, but makes me more comfortable going back to work knowing he will get food.

Thursday, December 04, 2003

Bottles are evil


Or so says my son. Who screams at the site of one of those evil, evil bottles. We left Kyler at grandma's today, so hubby & me could get some things done, mostly job hunting. We were gone for 5 hours. Came back to find that Kyler hadnt taken any of his bottle I left for him, bad mommy. I should have known better, a breastfed child will always reject the artificial crap. He only wants one thing and one thing only me and his nummies. Smart Kid.

Friday, December 20, 2002

Okay hold on...grr..again