Thankful

I know it's been a while since I updated here...Work has kept me busy and stressed, and now that the holidays are upon us, I don't foresee any kind of let up.....But be that as it may, I would like to say although I often use this blog as a bitch-fest, I am grateful and Thankful for many things. Namely:
-My beautiful son, Kyan, who just turned 4 months old on Nov. 24th:

-My wonderful husband, Jon, who has been putting up with my moodiness and general frustration with life lately:

-My Mother, Father, and Sister, and my in-laws, who are all wonderful and all manage to drive my crazy in their own, unique ways....
-The new friends I have made this year...My friends from Babycenter, who have truly been a lifeline..
--The nice couple I met in birthing class-Lori and Chris and their son, Rowan, who is was born just 4 days after Ky....It's been so much fun getting to know them, and great to have someone close by who is in all the same stages with their baby as me...
--Chad and Marcie, who are sweet and easy to be friends with....and have asked us to be in their wedding next June-Jon and I are honored.
--Seth and Julie, and their daughter Joleen...Sweet people, with big, big hearts...
-I am likewise grateful that my grandmother, who is about to turn 80 and has had some health problems these last few months, is doing okay at the moment, and has gotten to see and hold Ky; and that my Uncle Bob (who refers to Kyan as "Pepper") and who suffers from ALS has been able to see the baby.

At any rate, there is much to be Thankful for-not nearly all of it is listed above......I will be psoting pics, hopefully in the next week or so, so you can see our finished Living room, as well as all the Christmas decorations we are putting up.......I leave you with this final pic......which is precisely why I had children-to torture them with silly photo ops!

Some new pics

Sorry for my last post-I am a really good whiner.....Hope Ky does not inherit that trait.....We started him on rice cereal at lunch this past week, since he gets SO hungry around 3:30pm-4:00pm, and I am not done work till 5pm.....and nursing AND working at the same time is pretty impossible....At any rate, it seems to be tiding him over till I can nurse him at 5pm, which is good, but I am sure I will hear it from the pediatrician at his 4 month appointment.....I've probably damned him to a life of obesity and comic book collecting or something....

Jon's and my wedding anniversary is coming up on Nov. 13 (3 years! Bet you all thought he'd have killed me by now cause I'm such a pain in the ass, huh?), so we are going out to dinner at The Federal, which is a really nice restaurant in Agawam-mmm...Yummy food and wine......Grammie Pammie and Grandpop will be watching Ky Guy while we are out.....Anyone have any suggesitons on what I should wear??

Tummy Time


He's in a really good mood in the mornings-this was taken at 6am...


I flashed my cleavage to get him to smile like that-he thought it was lunchtime....

Pity Party at my house

I'd like to just take a moment to wallow in a bit of self pity here......

Ever tried to watch a young infant hiwl at the same time trying to work? It's hard...really hard...
Every day that Kyan has good naps (During the hours that I work), is followed by a day where he refuses to nap. And although I try to time his feedings so that he doesn't get hungry while I am working (10am-12pm and 2-5pm), he invariably gets hungry in the last hour of the day....So i have to feed him in my desk chair, while I am working, usually on the phone AND typing. And it fucking sucks. I'm not giving Kyan the attention he wants during the day...if he's up, he starts fussing and crying, which will cease as soon as I pick him up-He just wants to be held. But I can't hold him and get work done at the same time. ANd I am so frustarted because I am not being the happy, loving Mom that Kyan deserves during those hours. When he fusses while I am trying to work, I get so upset...Not with him-None of this is his fault and he is just a baby-I just wish I could take the time to really soothe him....but if I don't do my work, then I risk getting fired by my temperamental boss...And we can't pay the mortgage without me working. I feel awful when I know he just wants my attention and wants to play and is smiling at me, but instead, I am taking dictation from my boss. So Ya-fucking-hoo for the liberated woman-I fail as a Mother AND an employee..and that feels just AWESOME.

If you read throught that entire paragraph, Congratulations. AS a reward, you can view the below pic of Kyan in his Halloween sweats...

I AM a lame dork

Looking for a good time...

Look at the STUFF!!

Portrait of Kyan


Ever notice how it's WAY easier to write about someone else than yourself? I seem to have fallen into this rut......It's way ewasier to post a few cute pics of Kyan than to post anything about myself...mostly because I have nothing interesting going on.....I wake up, I nurse the baby, I play with the baby, I nurse again, I put the baby down for nap, I work, I nurse...lather, rinse, repeat.....I take comfort in knowing that anyone who checks this blog WANTS to hear about the baby and NOT me anyway.

My sister's birthday is coming up, so Jon, the baby and I will be heading down to PA to visit (don't see anyone coming up here, though, do ya??)

Aside from that....Yes, my life really IS that boring.....

Three Months

My dear Kyan:

Yesterday you were Three months old. I would have written this post yesterday, but you were too busy screaming into my ear for me to be able to sit down and write.

You have come a long way since we brought you home. You now smile and laugh. You also know how to stick out your lower lip so we can more easily tell when you are pissed off, which is more often now. Your begining to learn how to grasp things-Namely: My hair, your hair, my nosering, or my nipple when you are nursing.

You are starting to sit up, though not on your own-You are growing more accustomed to your Bumbo seat. You sit there as if that is your throne, and you are just waiting for some little girl babies in togas to come along and feed you grapes...not that you could EAT grapes, yet....

We make sure to give you tummy time each day, which means we lay you on your stomach and cheer you on as you whine miserably about the impossibility of trying to lift your head up for such an extended period of time. Eventually, you just give up and start blowing snots all over your playmat.

You recently learned "cause and effect". When we feed you a bottle in the morning and take it out of your mouth to burp you, you scream as if the world were a truly horrible place and no injustice is greater than that nipple being removed from your piehole. Just to be sure we get the point, you will turn your head and mouth TOWARDS my or your father's ear so you can scream DIRECTLY into it-Just in case we didn't realize how pissed you were. As soon as you are back in position for your bottle, you immediatly calm down, because you know you are about to get the bottle back.

You frequenly go from smiling and giggly to a pouty lower lip or full out crying, leading your father and I to believe that you may be bi-polar. Luckily, we are prepared for this. By the time you are old enough to swallow pills, you will be so medicated as to make Courtney Love look normal. If meds don't work, I plan on locking you in a room while I drink full bottles of vodka.

We recently transitioned you to your crib in your own room so that your sleep toots and morning poop grunts do not wake us up-Which is not to say we don't love you, just that you are the world's loudest pooper, and Mommy and Daddy prefer sleep over the sounds brought forth from your butt cheeks.

All in all, it has been a fairly easy three months...Which is why I am sure you will shortly turn into the anti-christ....Just, ya know, to keep us on our toes....

Love,
Mama

A preview of October 31st...

We caught a lobster!

Conversation with Ky #2

And here is another video of me and Ky conversing...In this clip, we cover Ky's hairstyle, what he thinks of Britney Spears, shout-outs to family, and his present for me....(Sorry it's sideways again)..