Happy Halloween

The hub insisted on getting Peyton a costume for Halloween. I didn’t really think of getting him one because I thought it would be a waste, but the hub said this is our only chance to dress him up in something we want.

About two weeks ago, the hub got a chili pepper costume and it looked like it would fit. This week, I washed it and then yesterday we tried to see what Peyton would look like it in. Except… It. Didn’t. Fit.

The hub was like, “It says up to 20 lbs!” But it wasn’t the width, but the length. The kid is just too long.

The hub was very upset. He really wanted Peyton to have a costume, so we ran to Target and tried to find something that would fit.

First of all, there were no good costumes left. Then the ones that were left did not fit him! All too short!

I suggested we buy some tights and make a little cape, so Peyton could be a Mexican wrestler. The hub said no son of his was going to wear tights.

Four Month Baby Check-Up

Peyton… well, he’s a big boy.

He’s been feeding every 2.5 hours recently, taking in 7-8 oz each feeding. All the other babies in his class at daycare feed every 3-4 hours, 4-6 oz. Sometimes we try and make him wait 2 hours 45 mins or 3 hours, but he gets REALLY CRANKY by then. I told the dr and she said, “Hmm, I think he needs to start on solids.” Solids! So, we’re going to add cereal to his bottle. The dr said it might help with getting him to sleep through the night too. Fingers crossed!

Our little, big guy (as we like to call him) measured in at 17.12 lbs (95 percentile), 27 1/4 inches (92 percentile). He started to sit up a bit this week, which the dr said is a 6-7 month skill. When he’s on his tummy, he pushes up and spreads his fingers — a 7-8 month skill. And on his tummy, he pushes his legs back — signs that he may crawl early. (“He’s going to be a mover and shaker!” the dr said.)

Although he’s been drooling A LOT (like, waterfalls), he’s not teething yet — thank goodness. The poor guy has Mommy’s eczema and a stuffy nose from the change in environment, not a cold like we thought.

The hub had originally been called to jury duty today, and when he told me, I said, “No, you have to come to Peyton’s check-up with me. He’s going to get vaccinations and I can’t hold him down. I don’t think I can bear seeing him in pain.” So he rescheduled it, which is a good thing because Peyton got one oral and two needles. The hub had to hold his leg down to make sure he didn’t jerk/move while he got the shots. When Peyton got the first one, he blinked and then shrieked. I thought I was going to start bawling. Then he calmed down a bit and the second one came, he shrieked like there was no tomorrow. It was terrible!

It’s the Oil of Olay

I dropped off Peyton at daycare one morning and stopped at the 7-11 for a coffee. I’m back on the wagon despite avoiding coffee for about three years now because Peyton hasn’t been sleeping through the night and now that I’m back at work, it’s kinda hard to function without some caffeine in the system. 

When I was at the cash register, on a whim, I asked for a Mega Millions. I think part of me was hoping that I’d never have to work again. 

The cashier stared at me. “How old are you?” she asked.

“Huh?” I said. What the heck?

“You have ID?” 

“Huh?!?!”

“Are you over 18?” 

“What?!” I started laughing, “Lady, I’m 34!” I showed her my ID anyway.

“Oh,” she laughed. “You look much younger.”

I have been mistaken for being in my 20s before, but never THAT young! I’m glad that all the sleep deprivation hasn’t produced wrinkles like I had feared. I hope this lasts in my 40s!

(Now I’m starting to wonder how many people see me with Peyton and think I’m a young mother?)

Labor Day

Now that my life has “wound down” somewhat, I want to share my labor story. I want to preface this by saying that my experience was unique because I had a large baby and no one expected this at all. (Well, no one expected him to be THAT large.)

Also, if you truly would rather remain blissfully oblivious, don’t read any further.