Is He Bipolar or Just Teething?

28Feb

Categories: About Beanie, Angry Bean, Daycare, Growing Bean, The Romper Room

8:04 AM

8:17 AM

8:33 AM

8:45 AM

9:12 AM

9:34 AM

Never in my life have I seen a living being go from being completely happy to completely devastated in 2.5 seconds flat.  Repeatedly.  For three days.  And its not like he just cuts one tooth at a time.  No.  This kid is an overachiever.  He has yet to cut anything less than 2 teeth at a time.

MAYDAY.  MAYDAY.  MAYDAY.

And I know its the teething.  And I know its not his fault.  And I know its just a phase.

But those rational thoughts can’t quite drown out the voice in my head that’s saying, “Your son is possessed.  Your son is possessed.  Call a priest.  Your son is possessed.”

Teething:  Reason #483 why daycare is awesome.

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So Cute You’ll Slap Your Momma

09Dec

Categories: About Beanie, Daycare, Growing Bean, Playing, Sweet Bean, The Romper Room

Lately, I’ve gotten some really great pictures of Bean’s smile.  Its been easy to get good pictures of him lately because that little smile has been on full blast ever since Thanksgiving.

Notice the sweet potatoes…or maybe its carrots?…all over his face.  Nice, Bean.

So far, every phase Bean has been through I have just loved.  Even the phases that aren’t so fun – like four months old.  Those rough patches are still filled with such sweet little memories and experiences and when you think back, those are really the only things that you remember.  I’ve loved every minute of being Beanie’s mom.

But six month?  Well, it might be my favorite so far.

Bean’s little personality is really shining now.  From making decisions like when he wants his binky and when he doesn’t to having a little sense of humor to cuddling like crazy, six months is that Gerber baby that you see in pictures.

Only he can give you mushy kisses.

I even love Bean’s temper.  Which is a good thing cause he’s starting to show it more often!  But its usually only when he wants something and he’s actually really good about communicating what it is he’s upset over.  I think that’s what I like about this age.  He isn’t able to talk, of course, (although we swear he says, “Hi!”) but he is able to at least help us understand sometimes what is going on with him.  His little hints coupled with our better understanding of him now and of this whole parenting thing makes this phase less scary than any of the others.

Bean has finally learned how to sit up by himself and it has changed his little world.  Now, he hardly ever wants to be laid down.  He wants to sit up and see out.  And at daycare it has opened up a whole new area of play for him.  When he couldn’t sit up on his own, he was sort of tied to things like the swing or the bouncer or the exersaucer or the jumper.  But he couldn’t get down really with the other babies to play.  Now though, I come to pick him up in the afternoons and he’s sitting on the play mat with the other babies, sharing toys, babbling to them, listening to them.  Seeing him having so much fun with other babies makes me feel so good about our decision to put him in daycare.  If I can’t be home with him, at least he’s having fun where he is.

So, that’s really all I wanted to say today.  Six months?  Goooood.  I can’t wait to see what the next phase brings us – but I’m in no hurry to get there!

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Free to a Good Home

26Aug

Categories: Angry Bean, Daycare, The Romper Room

I’m giving the Bean away.  He’s free to a good home.

Underneath those big blue eyes and chubby cheeks is a force to be reckoned with.

I’ve already told you a little bit about this past weekend.  How my three month old baby beat my emotions out of me and then told me to suck it up and deal.

Don’t get distracted by that big soft belly.  Don’t be fooled by those pudgey little fists.  Beanie has been a pill lately.  Totally and completely.  It started this past weekend when he seriously cried almost all weekend long.  Loud, piercing cries that simultaneously broke my heart and made me want to ram my head into the wall.

We thought maybe it was because his daycare schedule had been interrupted at home on the weekend.  And after some very thoughtful and kind suggestions from you readers, we decided that next weekend we would try to keep more to the daycare schedule to make the transition as easy as possible.

Unfortunately, I may not live until next weekend because if I have to endure another night of Beanie’s wailing, I may stab myself in the eye with a turkey baster.

“Oh, how cute!  That baby is trying to put his toy AND his hand in his little mouth at the same time!  So precious!”

Don’t do it.  Don’t fall for his tricks.  He’s one binky away from blowing his lid.  Really.  He could go at any minute.  We only thought it was the daycare schedule.  But now we know this issue is so much more than just a daycare schedule.  Beanie has come home every night his week and just cried and cried.  I asked his teachers if he’s like this during the day and they say that he’s not.  That he’s talkative and sleeps good and eats big.  Nope, they haven’t noticed anything different.

Oh, good.  Then its just me.

In all seriousness, we have got it narrowed down to one of two things.  He’s either just really worn out from being at the daycare all day or he has the dreaded COLIC.

AAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!   NOOOOO!!!!!  NOT THE COLIC!!!!!!!!

Yes, it may be colic.  I hate that word though.  I think it gets thrown around too much.  A fussy baby and everyone immediately jumps to colic.  I read somewhere that in order for it to truly be colic, your baby should pass (or fail, depending on how you look at it) the Rule of Three:  He must cry for at least 3 hours at a time, at least 3 days in a row, for a period of at least 3 weeks.

Sadly, Beanie meets the Rule of Three.

I’m still hoping against hope that he is still adjusting to daycare.  Sure its been almost two weeks, but it takes babies a while to adjust, right?  Right?  RIGHT?????  So, we’ve made some changes around our house to see if they help the situation.

First, we’ve increased his formula.  He’s getting bigger bottles now and that seems to keep him happy for longer periods of time.  Second, we’re moving bedtime up earlier – from 9:00 to 7:30.  And – at the suggestion of my mother who I called practically in tears asking what the hell was wrong with my baby – we’re waking him up around 11:00 PM to give him one “moonlight feeding” before he goes back to sleep until the morning.  Maybe this will help keep him under control a little more.

Or, maybe he’ll cry more and I’ll have to sell him on eBay.

Just kidding, Beanie.

So, that’s the happenings at my happy house.  A screaming baby and two parents running around like chickens with no heads.  Its been awesome.

I totally need a vacation.

Or a vodka spritzer.

Or a nap.

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Bad Habits

14Aug

Categories: Daycare, The Romper Room

Beanie is already picking up some bad habits from that daycare center.

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