"Girly Socks"

So, there is a new item of clothing that didn't exist when we were children, and my mother cannot figure out what I'm talking about for the life of her, so here are some photos and a review.  I've only ever heard them referred to as the brand name - BabyLegs  However, they are essentially just leggings that happen to fit a baby, and apparently (as I learned from Kat's pinterest post) you can make them from children's knee-socks.

This is not sponsored in any way, but I did purchase a bunch of them when BabyLegs was running an insane 75% off sale.  One of the ladies in our facebook group posted it, and if our response was at all indicative of the general population?  BabyLegs may have regretted that sale.  And I think, in fact, it was as overwhelming as I suspected because they sent out multiple emails apologizing for the slow delivery because of the flood of orders.

Why are these items so great?  They allow you to change a diaper without taking off pants.  Also, they keep socks on, which, if you're a parent, I know you have spent WAY too many hours of your life looking for where a sock went.  Finally, they seem to be great things for crawling, because they don't ride up and get in the way.  I don't know if I'll use them too much this way, though, because they strike me as not as warm as pants.  They may eventually become a long-john type layer, though, when things get really frigid.

I was a little concerned about the sizing "One size fits most" because of the Lion's chunky monster-thighs.  Obviously, they still work fine, and aren't cutting off his circulation or anything.  He seems genuinely happy in them, even if his father insists on calling them "Girly Socks".  Gah.  They are OBVIOUSLY a boy pattern, Chris.  Get over it.

And, finally?  His new favorite game.  Which is hard to take a picture of, because it scares the living daylights out of me.  He wants to STAND to play with his activity mat.  Lil man is not so solid standing on his own.  He CAN hold himself up, but then he just decides to grab something else, or move, and that doesn't go so well.  This makes picture-taking difficult.  Ah well.  Still looking cute in his girly socks, though.

Family Portraits

I couldn't be more pleased with the decision to get family portraits done.  They turned out so beautifully, and we had such a terrific experience.  They were taken by a wonderful fellow-mom that I met through the WTE Philly boards.  Stephanie has two munchkins of her own, and runs Lighthouse Studios Photography.  Check her out!

Not only was she incredibly understanding when we got stuck in traffic, but she even put together some collages of photos to share with all of you!  Enjoy!!!

The photos were all taken at Linvilla Orchards in Media, PA, which I suggest everyone check out!  There were lots of things to see and do.  Although, once we were done we just went to brunch with Shammah and Cathy, and enjoyed lil man being an ANGEL while we sat around for an hour and a half and chatted.  I'm such a lucky momma!

(Family-types...if you want pictures, let me know.  There are many more shots, including more traditional ones of the 3 of us.)

The Lion at 5 Months

Wow!  We'll have to be throwing his 1/2 birthday next month already!  Maybe he'll be able to wear the "I'm 1 year old" clothes, then.  Anyone else find it odd that they only sell those in 12 month sizes?  I can't be the only one that's going to have trouble with that...  The Lion is ROARING in at 17 pounds, 8 ounces, and 27 inches.  That puts him around 80th percentile for length, and 70th percentile for weight.  He DOES seem to be slowing down a bit, though.  It still means that we've moved into 9 month clothing.

Taking pictures is getting more and more difficult, because lil man has more and more ideas of what HE wants to be doing and where HE wants to be going.  I'm glad that I have a kid with a mind of his own, but sometimes?  We just want a lemming.  Y'know?  ;)  Here is the famous "face attack".  Be careful, or you'll lose a lip to this one. 

And he can sit up against things, and for brief periods of time if he's leaning forward, but the transition?  Lil rough.  Mom to the rescue.  Feet are just too interesting.

And as soon as I fix him, he just wants to be on the move again.  We are CLOSE to both crawling and walking.  It's a debate which will happen first.  This past month he started rolling to where he wanted to go, and now his PREFERENCE is to have you hold his hands and let him walk there.  Otherwise, he'll roll or has recently started scooting.  He can get up on his hands and knees, but there is no coordinated effort on moving them, yet.  I'll give it a couple weeks tops.

Mentally, it's so fun because you can see the wheels turning.  He catches sight of the goal (the stuffed horse), he decides on the methodology (roll to stomach, scoot), he picks it up, and rolls back over to play/shove it in his mouth.  It's a multi-stage adventure, now.  

He's still using pretty much the same vowels and consonants, but not in words yet.  The funny thing vocally is now he not only loves to be sang to, but he'll sing along.  And sometimes will sing on his own and try and get you to join in.  I can't say much for his pitch yet, but it's pretty cute.  His favorite song continues to be "Bushel and a Peck" from Guys and Dolls.

His favorite toys are STILL blue bear, and a teething ring, 3d triangle with spinny parts that they also have at daycare, his activity center, a taggie ball and a brand-new guitar rattle that he got from Shammah and Cathy on Saturday.  Thanks guys!

We've now had rice cereal 3 times, squash 2 times, and apples 3 times.  It seems to be going a bit better, but he's still MUCH more interested in just nursing, so it's not really a priority at this point.  He's becoming a pro at taking his medicine (thank goodness!), but is also doing a bit better, so we'll probably be stopping that tomorrow and seeing how he does.

Bored with paying attention to the baby

If there was any doubt before, he is TEETHING.  STILL nothing through the gums, but he's drooling more than ever, and pretty fussy.  He can't suck long on anything without squealing, wants frozen teethers all the time, and is waking up a LOT.  This could also be because the house is entirely too cold for him.  We've been using sleepers inside of a sleep sack, but we just gave in and put a space heater in his room to try and up it a few degrees without completely killing our energy bill.  No worries, it's one of the extremely safe cool-to-touch ones, and we're turning it off as much as humanly possible.

Overall, Chris and I agree that this is our favorite month so far.  Sleep has been better (until he got sick and cold), he's so interactive, and better able to communicate what he wants.  Every day is a new adventure with my lil bundle of energy!

Friday 5: Revealing Anecdotes of the Week

I suppose that certain moments let your true colors shine through.  Here are a few recent ones:

1)  On Wednesday we had visitors in our office.  My supervisor walked over to give me a heads up that they were coming in, and took one look at me and said, "Oh, you already know."  Why you ask?  I had actually blow dried my hair, was wearing make-up, and nice clothes.  You'd think this wouldn't be so rare.

2)  Also on Wednesday, my friend Laura and I were attempting to come home from our MOPS meeting, and my car wouldn't start.  Not just not start, the key wouldn't turn.  At all.  My first reaction?  "This is my car, right?"

3)  When calling the car dealership to get the car looked at, I discovered that the service manager on the phone lived on my street, but we didn't know each other.  I said, "We're the ones with the loud German Shepherd."  "OHHHH, I know who you are!"  *doh*

4)  I have been to at least one grocery store every day this week.  Either I'm a bored semi-stay-at-home-mom, or I just am that forgetful.  I'm going with #2.

5)  The animals both have decided that it is their job to check on the baby and to hang out in the nursery during middle-of-the-night wake-ups and feedings (that, because he is sick, have been running between 3-6 a night this week, again).  I spend more time dog and cat wrangling, trying to get them out of the room when I'm done, than actually popping the pacifier in.  GAH!  Just hand me a lasso and call me Annie Oakley.  

Doctors Make Our Lives Scary

Yesterday while I was at work, I had a thought..."Y'know...Robby's cold is getting kind of bad.  I should call the doctor and see when I'm supposed to start worrying about it."  Robby had been sick for a week or so, but being a daycare kid, life is a perpetual cold, so I hadn't stressed too much.

I called, the nurse answered, and SHE panicked.  That was not good.  Merely because I answered things like, "Oh, yes, I can hear him wheezing" and "Yesterday he started holding his breath during coughing fits, and that kind of scared me."  She told me I couldn't wait until today (when I wasn't working), and needed to come in that afternoon.  Fortunately, work is pretty flexible, and I left to get the munchkin from daycare.

He was thrilled to see me because all 3 of the little boys were flipping out wanting to be fed at the same time, and there's only one Miss Laurie.  So I gave Robby his already-warmed bottle (a first for me!), she gave Isaiah his squash, and poor little Hilton just stood there in the jumperoo sticking his tongue out repeatedly and fussing. He was not cool with being the loser in the food war.

We finally go to the doctor, and they decided that he wasn't going to die.  After freaking me out.  Thanks.  They did hear a "squeak" in his lungs (which I'm not sure exactly what that means), but they had me sit there with him on a nebulizer for about 10 minutes, and then listened to him again.  Apparently, that improved things, and the doctor gave me a prescription for a bronco-dialator for the next week.  In other news?  The chunkers is 17 pounds 8 ounces.  No idea how long.  I should go find a measuring tape.

He continues to be fussy and coughing a lot, but the medicine does seem to improve things.  Hopefully he can get completely healthy for at least a week or two after this.  Would be lovely.  These are the days I hate having to use a daycare.

My New Love for TJ Maxx

By no means is this a sponsored post.  I would LOVE it if it was.  But, no.  This is just a mom who recently discovered that she should've pulled her head out of the sand eons ago.  Not that I had never shopped at TJ Maxx before.  I just had never shopped for the LION.  And, let me tell you...  It may be my first and possibly only stop from now on.

You see all that?  It cost $54.  TOTAL.  No, you didn't read that wrong.  That is 2 sweaters, 2 button-down shirts, 2 pairs of jeans, 2 jersey pants, 6 socks, and a pair of shoes.  For FIFTY-FOUR dollars!  And they are NICE clothes.  The sets are Nautica and usually retail at $54 a piece, on clearance at TJ Maxx for $20.  Why?  I don't have the slightest clue.  They're adorable, well-made clothes from everything I can determine.  Maybe because they're not blue.  But that makes me love them all the more.

Speaking of blue.  I'm really darn sick of blue.  I understand I have a boy.  I think I'm pretty clear on that.  But maybe, just maybe, he wants to wear a different color once in awhile.  Or at least I want him to wear a different color.  It's bad enough that boys' clothing sections are about 1/8 the size of girls', but they also only have blue.  Maybe some brown.  Maybe some grey.  But there's not even red or black most of the time!  There is a weird trend of lime green being mixed in, and thank goodness for a touch of orange (my favorite color), but the options are very limited.  And I'm not talking about just one store.  It's a conspiracy amongst every children's clothing retailer, that we can only ever dress our little men in shades of blue.  SICK of it.  So I was thrilled at the red and yellow.

Anyway, I just thought I'd share in case anyone else had missed the memo.  BE A MAXX-ONISTA, or however they spell their slogan.  I know I am.

Two Weekends for the Price of One

Since I failed to post last weekend's activities, too, here is a quick rundown of not one, but TWO weekends.

Two weekends ago we were incredibly busy.  We drove to State College to meet up with my parents, expose Robby to Penn State's campus for the first time where he could see it (I was pregnant last time I visited), and drop off Chris and my dad to watch the game.

After my mom and I left State College, Chris and my dad watched a game:

And my mom, the Lion, and I went to a sports bar in Rochester, NY where my cousin was holding his rehearsal dinner:

Robby was obviously the life of the party.

The next day, all of us were there for the wedding:

Everyone pictured was a relative.  Like the big group walking to the church?  Lots o' cousins.

Oh, we also inherited the family chair for the time being:

...And this weekend?  Not much happening.  We watched football, did chores, walked in Valley Forge.  Typical weekend stuff.

So, there's your picture-heavy, word-light recap.  The end.  :)