Six Months and Happy Holidays

Peyton turned six months yesterday.  It’s amazing how the time has passed and how he’s grown! I really can’t believe that he’s been with us half a year already.

I started giving him veggies a few weeks ago and have come to learn he doesn’t like anything green: green beans, peas, avocados.  I was surprised about the latter (I had purchased fresh ones to mash up for him) because I had heard babies love them. Nope! Every time I gave Peyton some, he’d make a face like, “Whaaaat the heeeeck is thiiiis?!” (In this respect, he’s just like Dad!) However, he loves carrots and sweet potatoes. He can eat a whole container of sweet potatoes in one sitting. He also loves oatmeal. He’ll lunge at the spoon if we’re too slow feeding him and make this grunting noise. He also voluntarily opens his mouth now when we lift the spoon to his lips.

A few weeks ago, Peyton started getting his terrible cough and fever. The dr said we had to give him breathing treatments because he was wheezing — a danger sign for babies. I wasn’t at the dr visit (as I was at home sick in bed myself) but the hub took Peyton in and they put Peyton on a nebulizer. The hub said it was a terrible experience because Peyton screamed bloody murder and the hub had to hold him down.  The dr gave us the nebulizer mask, which had a fish face on it, and the hub went and got the machine for us to use at home — 2-3 treatments a day. Yes, Peyton screamed bloody murder almost every time, but you know what — he’d get so tired from it, he’d fall asleep!

The Parenthood Diet

I did not have the fortune to lose all my baby weight like everyone says they do when they breastfeed. At first, I was very upset when at three months post-partum, I still couldn’t fit into my pre-pregnancy clothes. I had go buy a few bigger tops when I returned to work. Then I read it can take a year. Even more depressing.

Slowly, but surely, the weight slipped off. One week, I lost about six pounds, which I attributed to the lack of time to snack and eat, and the long stroller walks that I would take with Peyton. I certainly wasn’t working out!

Then I hit a bit of a plateau because with the cold weather I wasn’t taking as many strolls with Peyton. Just as I was lamenting this — as luck would have it — Peyton gave me a stomach virus. I lost seven pounds from that (but gained back three). I told my coworker this once I returned to work and she asked me to lick her soda can before she drank it.

Now that I’m back at work, I’m able to have a decent lunch. But then I leave around 2pm to pick up Peyton, and I pretty much don’t eat until 7pm. This is probably not very good either, but it has helped me keep my weight down.

Two weeks after the stomach virus, I got — what I think — was the flu. I was in bed for two days and barely ate. This resulted in a loss of another three pounds.

While I am still some pounds away from my pre-pregnancy weight — to my sheer delight — I actually fit into one pair of my pre-pregnancy jeans.  All I need is one more illness courtesy of my son to get me to lose a few more pounds. Who needs South Beach? Just have a sick kid!