Squeeks from the peanut

Announcements

2008-10-21T19:37:18Z

There was a point in my life when it never would have occurred to me to announce to the room when I needed to pee. That time is past.

Big Sister

2007-07-02T01:17:49Z

I'm a Big Sister. I'm so excited.

I can dangle stuff over my little sister. I can kiss her head. She can look at me. Today we went shopping together.

Just Because

2006-11-24T23:04:36Z

Today I was playing with my trains. And then, the trains needed my kitchen sink. So I put them in the sink and put pretend soap on them. Of course after that, the train needed a diaper. So then I had to go over to my alphabet puzzle, because the train's diaper was the letter "H."

Somehow I'm not entirely sure that shaggy_man understood all of this. He's funny that way!

Names

2005-11-07T19:59:08Z

Dad recently found his notes about what he wanted to name me. He found them in my mouth. So to prevent him panicking about loosing this historic document, and so that he'll give me back the tasty scrap of paper, here was Daddy's list:

Alexandra, Allison, Amanda, Barbara, Bridget, Caitlyn, Genevieve, Gwendolyn, Isabella, Laurel, Lauren, Meredith, Natelie.

As you can see, he never did make it all the way through the name book.

Waaah!

2005-01-21T13:25:54Z

Something is wrong.

Something's been wrong for hours and hours and HOURS, and NOBODY HAS FIXED IT YET. I don't understand. Mommy and Daddy have always been so clever, and now they're falling down on the job!

I guess I'll have to keep telling them so till they get it right!

Yawwwn

2005-01-19T15:19:21Z

Mommy had an off day yesterday - she just couldn't figure out what I wanted. That's ok, I forgive her. Hopefully she'll be better trained today. I smiled at her several times, and that seemed to make her all happy at least for a while.

I've gotten bigger again! Yesterday Mommy tried to use the Size 1-2 diapers on me, 'cuase the newborns don't fit any more, but they were too big still. So Daddy brought home some size 1s and they work just fine. But he only bought one package, so I'm gonna have to get some more growing done so's I can fit into all the 1-2s they have lying around. I mean, I wouldn't wanna be difficult or anything.

I watched the shiny thing with changing pictures on it last night while Jenise did baby yoga with me. That was a little strange, so I had to stop yelling for a while to figure it all out. Strong lungs are important, right? And I can hold my head up - almost -- when I'm standing on Mommy -- for two or three seconds. At least. Course, then Mommy bangs her collarbone into my nose, and then I have to explain to her that she shouldn't DO that. She's so smart about catching flying breasts, I don't understand why she doesn't understand that she shouldn't bang things into my nose. It's delicate!

And this morning, I added a new lunge: the crosswise lunge! I usually try to fling myself backwards, or to the side I'm leaning on, but today, I was leaning on Mommy's right side, but I threw myself to the left. Not backwards, but left! Mommy caught me before I could find out what fascinating things are over there. So I had to explain that I needed to explore and see things! I don't think she understood, again. Poor Mommy.

Breasts and Parties

2005-01-09T03:02:59Z

Last night, Daddy caught a breast. Mommy wasn't around and so Daddy caught his very first flying breast. It was a small, emaciated breast so Mommy had to came rescue him and catch another breast for me, but I forgive him. He is just learning after all. Maybe he can learn to be a might breast-catcher like Mommy. Who am I kidding? I love him and all, but no one catches breasts like Mommy. Still he does have that wonderful sleeping platform. Having two parents is so nice.

Today I went to a party, and that was nice. Several different people held me and talked to me. One of them played a bouncy game with me that even made me forget the horrible baby-bondage that I suffered through just before the party. We got into the giant rumbly thing, and that's good. But when I complained about the straps holding me down, *no one came to rescue me*. Isn't that against the parenting contract or something? I complain and someone comes and makes it all better, right? I was betrayed. But the bouncy game was fun. And the other people were nice too. Someone would play with me and then I'd tell them that it was time to go back to Mommy, and she'd catch a breast for me, and I'd have a nice relaxing snack, and then I go play with someone new. I could get used to this kind of life; it's like having a whole bunch of parents.

But now I'm home again, and boy am I tired.

Bad Mommy! Farting!

2005-01-02T02:02:56Z

My tommy bothered me a whole lot and I screamed and screamed until I gave out this awe-inspiring big huge fart. Mommy said it was all her fault for drinking milk. I don't understand, I drink milk all the time. But if Mommy says it's her fault, then I'll blame her. So I hope that Mommy doesn't drink any more milk because I like drinking milk. Maybe I'll chew on her nipples so she doesn't do the bad thing anymore. Mommy can be hard to train sometimes.

Japanese Clothes

2005-01-02T01:55:34Z

Wow. I got a whole set of Japanese clothes from a boy I've never met who was born too big. Boys are so silly sometimes. So a friend of my mommy and daddy was staying with his mommy and daddy when I was born, and I was *sooo* cute that they just had to give our friend their clothes to give to me. Yay Me! So now I have all the little Japenese outfits I could want, although they seem just like american outfits to me except with a lot more blue. Maybe the Japanese like the color blue?

Play Time

2004-12-27T19:13:03Z

Wow! When you get enough sleep then Daddy plays with you! I slept for 5 hours (boy oh boy that makes you hungry!) and then I ate and ate and ate (Grandma didn't catch any of the free floating breasts around, but she brought me to Mommy in the feeding chair which is often a good place to find breasts) and then since I was awake and feed and alert, Daddy took me off to play. If only they had told me that was all it took earlier!

Daddy put me on the Baby Water Bed, and I got wooshed and waved around. That was neat. There were shapes in the water bed and Daddy says that I can make them move, but right now I'm happy to just lie on it and get wooshed and waved and rolled around. That was nifty. Then when I got tired of that, I rolled onto my side, and discovered that I was in the Baby Gym. It made neat noises and had pretty lights. Then the noises got faster and more confusing and that was confusing and fast. But then they stopped and that was good.

There are all kind of things dangling in the Baby Gym, and I practiced bapping at one of them. It spins. It tried to swing around, which was all confusing, but Daddy held it in place. I guess he can hunt something after all. Maybe Mommy will keep him around and feed him so he doesn't starve. The spinny thing couldn't get away from both Daddy and I, so I bopped it and spun it, and watched it, and generally showed it who was boss.
Then Daddy picked me up and put me in the warm padded sling and that was the perfect place to fall asleep.

Library

2004-12-27T18:53:34Z

I'm building up a library! So far I have
Who Are They? (my favorite, it's in black and white with big shapes!)Pat the Bunny
The Tale of Timmy Tiptoes
The Very Hungry Caterpillar
Goodnight Moon (Daddy likes this one)
Goodnight Gorilla
Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See?Guess How Much I Love You
I have two Grover Books:
Hide & Seek with Grover and
The Monster at the end of this book staring Grover
and a bunch of books by Sandra Boynton:
Pajama Time!
But Not The Hippopotamus
Opposites
Horns To Toes
The Going To Bed Book

and the Wee sing tape came with a book called
Wee Sing Nursey Rhymes and Lullabies
and I got Mommy got a book for Christmas that she said she'd share with me called
The Real Mother Goose that has the authentic Mother Goose rhymes.

No Cold

2004-12-27T18:34:34Z

Sorry I haven't posted in almost half my lifetime. I've had this annoying cold forever! But I'm finally over it. It was awful! I would just get started nursing, and then I'd have to pull my head back to breathe, and then the breast wouldn't stick itself back into my mouth magically. It's bad enough that I can never tell when a free-floating breast is going to wonder by (you have to constantly be on the lookout, breasts are tricky), but when I had one, I would have to let it go! Fortunately Mommy was usually around to capture the breast and bring it back to me. Mommy is a champion breast-wrangler. Daddy and Grandma aren't so good at it. Maybe Mommy could teach them.

But now I can breath and eat at the same time! Life is good. Now to work on sleeping lying flat. Tricky stuff if you can't breath well. I couldn't even breathe through my ears anymore. I felt like my baby powers were slipping away. Fortunately, I could still escape from clothing just fine, so I wasn't completely powerless (take that you silly footed jumper!). On the good side, I got to sleep on Mommy's chest, Grandma's Chest, and best of all Daddy's chest lots and lots. And the car seat, but it wasn't as good. Everyone got these neat dark patches under their eyes. I want dark patches too. Can I have some? Oh, and if you see a breast, bring it by. You can never have enough milky breasts!

Weigh in

2004-12-25T03:48:03Z

Another doctor's appointment, and another bulk up session. I didn't poop and I didn't poop and I ate and ate and ate, and then they brought me to the doctor's office. Mmmmm, the car ride was nice. Where was I? I get distracted so easily. Oh yeah, my weigh in. I'm up to 6 pounds 8 ounces! That's 9 ounces in 7 days! I'm still the same length as I was at birth, so it's all going into rounding out my belly (and a little into growing my head; I'm up to 33 cm around there.) Now to poop.

Hat Fall Off Girl

2004-12-25T03:04:14Z

I get my nice hair from Mommy. I get my beautify eyes and my nice fingers and my skinny little feet from Mommy. But I get my superpowers from Daddy. I'm Hat Fall Off Girl. I can get my hat off faster than a brain washing helmet can get to the raise cycle. It'll be very handy someday; I just know it.

Actually, I can get out of diapers too, and I'm working on jumpers. I'm almost there. I can get one hand or one foot out in the blink of a Mommy's eye. But I started with hats, and I'll always be Hat Fall Off Girl in my heart, even if I master escaping from all my clothes.

Head Banging

2004-12-25T02:57:22Z

They burp me. The indignity! I get all nice and warm and comfortable after a good feeding, I'm just getting ready to drift off to sleep, and they burp me. They throw me over a shoulder or over their lap and they beat on my back. Aren't there laws against that kind of thing. No one listens when I try to tell them what a horrible abuse this is.

But I've found a way to get back at them. When they try to burp me, I lift my head up and let it fall back down onto their shoulder. Whap Whap Whap. That will teach them to beat on me. Hah.

Weigh in

2004-12-14T14:16:41Z

I had my weigh in this morning, and I'm back up to my birth weight! The doctor was so proud of me. I had to use every trick in the baby tricks book (it's not a very long book) to beef up my weight, I ate and ate and ate and didn't poop until after the check-up. Boy, was that a full belly. Still the ref didn't call me on it, so it must be OK.

Warmth

2004-12-13T23:39:09Z

When I was in the hospital, I got to sleep on Daddy's chest (and Mommy got to sleep alone. Isn't it strange how she could be happy getting one thing and I could be happy getting another. I'm going to have to think about this whole me/not-me stuff.) and I thought that was the best place in the world.

When I got home, my parents, who normally shower me with love and affection, did the horrible thing. I dirtied my diaper, just like they asked me to, and then they unswaddled me, and they *took it off* leaving me all exposed and cold. I thought they loved me. Don't they know that warmth == love? Or was that food == love? Humm, I'll have to think about that one.

Then one day, they managed to make everything right again. They got a baby sauna for the changing table. They think it is a space heater, but I know better. Daddy points it right at the changing area when he changes my diaper (the indignities I put up with!) and I get to bask in the warmth. Daddy loves me again! To show him how appreciative I am, I stretch my legs out and play with his hands. He likes that. Daddies are so easy to please. Baby Sauna's are great! Every kid should have one.