Spoonful Test Blog

Saturday, August 31, 2013

You may be wondering...

...about the name of this blog.  Because it's strange.

I know.

When I was pregnant, I feel that I had fairly realistic expectations of what having a baby would mean.  It would mean lots of poop, slobber, boogers, urine, and yes, spit up.  Babies spit up!  It's a well-known fact, dummy!

People who claim that "babies spit up!" have no idea.  None.  At all.  Danny and I had NO IDEA what we were in for, spit up-wise.

It's been insane, people.  Gibson's first spit up explosion happened when he was 8 days old and about to have his newborn photos taken.  He emptied his belly all over his little naked body, the floor, and me.  I was surprised...it seemed like an awful lot of spit up for a baby who had eaten 2 ounces of formula half an hour ago!

Since that day, our lives have been a never-ending sea of spit up.  One Sunday, Gibson went through ten onesies before noon.  TEN.  And we don't change his clothes if there's only a little spit up on them...we wait until they're so soaked you can see through them.  For awhile, I was doing two or three loads of laundry a day of JUST spit up-covered clothes, blankets, and towels.  I went through three or four shirts a day at one point.  The smell of spit up has become comforting to me.  Gross.

People worry about Gibson's spit up.  If they don't know that it's just how he is, they ask, "Is he alright?  Is that normal?  Are you sure you don't need to do x, y, and z to fix this?"  Ha.  We've tried everything.  We've been to doctors.  We've done it all.  He's just a happy little spitter.  Our doctor told us that a handful of spit up is normal after each bottle...but it's not a handful.  It's three or four handfuls.  And it's not only after a bottle.  We have no idea when the spit monster will strike...it could be an hour after he's eaten, or it could be more than two hours after a bottle.  Somehow he saves up enough to always have spit up available.

This is my life.  I have the most adorable child in the world, and he's always covered in spit up.  It's just how things are.  And it's gross most of the time.  I have learned to deal with it.

Luckily, I have a dog who is more than willing to help me deal with the spit up.  Because, as the famous song says, "Just a spoonful of spit up helps the heart worm medicine go doooown!"

Friday, August 30, 2013

Monthly updates!

Here are Gibson's monthly updates so far!

At birth:

9lb 6oz
24" (actually more like 21.5")

1 month:

Gibson is one month old! He weighed in at 10lb 9.5oz at his four-week check up. He's doing great at night, and is colicky during the day...when mommy is home alone with him, of course!

2 month:

Happy two month birthday to my big boy! He weighs 12 lb 9.5 oz, and is officially 24 inches (his head was super tall when he was born, so he shrunk a little). Big boy! Gibson is very opinionated, and isn't afraid to tell us what he thinks. 

He loves:
Marco the changing table monkey
His kick and play piano activity gym (SO wonderful)
Being in the Ergo carrier
Spitting up 
When I clean poop from his butt
Bouncing on the yoga ball

He hates:
Being burped
Having a poopy diaper
Tummy time

He is ambivalent towards:
Ellie (much to her dismay)

Mom loves:
The Ergo carrier
the swing
Swaddle blankets
Cloth diapers
Gummy smiles!

Mom hates:
Spitting up. So. Much.

So there you go! Our baby is growing quickly...he'll be driving a Barbie jeep before you know it! ...because I'm going to live vicariously through him, and I always wanted a Barbie jeep.

3 month:

My tiny Gibson baby is a big 3-month-old today! A quarter of a year! Holy cow! He weighed in at 13lb 12.5oz and 25 inches a week ago...big boy! 

He loves:
Jacques the peacock
Ellie (sometimes)
Being naked
Spitting up (unfortunately)

He hates:
Being tired
Being burped

He is ambivalent toward:
Marco the changing table monkey--the love affair ended. Sad.

New skills:
Rolling over from tummy to back
Sleeping through the night (mom's favorite!)
Grabbing EVERYTHING...mom's lips, toys, Ellie's nose, and blankets are his favorites

Gibson is getting way too big! He's working on rolling from his back to tummy, and loves talking to us. His laugh is the most beautiful thing I've ever heard...although so far, he only laughs when he's naked. Crazy little nudist.

4 month:

Happy four month birthday to my boy! Yay! Gibson weighs about 15.5 pounds, and is 26 inches long...and he is transitioning into 9 month clothing. I'm pretty sure baby clothing companies make everything super small so moms like me freak out about their babies growing up too fast. Or so that we have to buy new clothes all the time.

He loves:
-His toes
-Sitting up
-Bubble Guppies
-Eating. All. The. Time.
-Being outside
-Grabbing Ellie's face
-Grabbing Danny's hair
-All of the toys.
-Playing with blankets and prefolds
-Being scared (like when Danny plays peekaboo)
-Naked time! It's the best.

He hates:
-Being on his tummy.
-Being tired
-Being scared (when we say something loudly while he's eating)

He is such a goofy little boy...he sticks his tongue out at us and blows raspberries, laughs all the time at absolutely NOTHING (my favorite!), and really really wants to sit up by himself. Gibson holds his own bottle sometimes, but only when he wants to (we're in for a world of trouble when he's a toddler). And he still spits up all over everything, which I'm hoping will stop soon!

All in all, we have decided that we like him. And I think we'll keep him.

...although if he keeps vomiting on me when I'm trying to snuggle him, I might have to reconsider. 

5 month:

My tiny baby is a big 5-month-old today! I'm not super sure where time is going, but I want it to stop! This will be a long update, because in the past month Gibson has decided to explode with maturity (much to my dismay).

Gibson weighs in at 17 pounds and 27 inches now...big boy! He's quickly outgrowing his infant car seat, but luckily still fits in his 9-month clothes (and some 6-month). We took his pacifier away, and it was the best decision we've ever made...he sleeps so much better now! This kid is an absolute joy...this has been my favorite age so far!

New skills:
-Rolling onto his belly (as of last night!)
-Sitting up
-Growing hair
-Farting super loudly
-Feeding himself an entire bottle all by himself!
-Sleeping 12 hours without waking up (the best)

He loves:
-Dinosaur Train (blech)
-Ellie. Everything about her.
-Grabbing my hair, nose, glasses, and lips.
-Playing "Kiss Monster" (it's a game that involves growling and kissing and makes him laugh.)
-His "jingle jangles" (Mini jingle bells that Aunt Amy got him)
-His new jumper (he doesn't jump yet; he only likes it because the toys reach his mouth)
-Putting things in his mouth (my phone is his favorite)
-Avocados and bananas
-Going outside
-When I make a high-pitched whooping noise...it stops his crying every time.
-His feet

He hates:
-When Ellie leaves the room
-Being hungry
-Teething (he hates EVERYTHING except food when his mouth hurts)

Future skills
-Having teeth
-Crawling (he wants to do it so badly!)

And since Ellie is my baby, too, here's how she feels about things:
Ellie loves:
-Spit up

Ellie tolerates:
-Having her face, tongue, nose, ears, tail, and feet grabbed

Ellie hates:
-When we try to put Gibson on her back for a horsie ride

So there you go! Gibson is just way too big and I want to keep him small forever...but apparently that just isn't going to happen. Sad.

Oh, hello!

Well hello there!  Welcome to my spit up-filled world!  This blog's purpose will be to keep track of my life.  Now that there's a spitty child in it, things move quickly and I forget things!

My baby is Gibson.  He's pretty adorable, and very spitty.  He'll be six months old soon...time is moving way too quickly!

My husband is Danny.  He's a music teacher, and he's cute.

My dog is Ellie.  She's obnoxious and awful, but I love her almost as much as I love Gibson.  And she's the best.

I'm Erin, and I'm a stay at home mom.  I love to sing, take photographs of my family, and sew.  And eat.

I'll be posting all of the facebook updates I did for Gibson's monthly birthdays, just so they're all in one place.  In case you wondered!