Everyday lives of the Meabon Household

Monday, April 2, 2012

Midnight Communication

With a newborn in the house that's still sleeping in a bassinet in our room and us waking up a few times throughout the night, I realize that Jared and I communicate very differently in the middle of the night (in a tired, zombie-like state) compared to our normal means of communication in broad daylight.  These communication tactics have come into play in the past when Harper has been sick, teething or just had a bad night but since we're experiencing a few straight weeks of interrupted sleep, they have become glaringly obvious.  So I thought I'd share a few of our "conversations".  They tend to be non-verbal and, due to the non-verbal nature, can be interpreted differently from the actual meaning.  So here's my breakdown and interpretation of midnight communication between my husband and me.  

The Stand Off - Obviously, Jared isn't equipped with the means to provide the needed nourishment to Harris at 1am, 4am and 7am like I am so when it comes to the feedings, it's all me.  There are, however, times when The Boy has been fed, soothed back to sleep and placed back in the bassinet.  I crawl into bed, get nice and comfy and then start to hear little grunts coming from that 7 pound peanut in the corner.  The grunts continue to get louder and at that time, The Stand Off commences.  This is the time when Jared and I both know the other is awake.  More often than not, we've reached over and given a little pat, bump or snort of acknowledgement about 2 minutes prior to The Stand Off so it becomes a waiting game.  Who can fake sleep better?  Who will be the first to cave in at the grunting baby, get up, walk four feet to the bassinet and give the necessary pat, pat, pat or replace the pacifier that's fallen out of The Boy's mouth?   We will both lay there, trying to fake the heavy breathing that means, "yes, I am really asleep and dreaming" and hope for dear life that the other will drag their tired body out of bed to address the needs of the newborn in the corner.  I'll let you in on a little secret.  If you get up with the first grunt and give the pat, pat, pat and replace the paci, chances are if and when the grunting continues (meaning Harris needs to be picked up and held for a few more minutes until he dozes back off) you can be the one resting back in bed since you've already had "your turn".  Don't tell Jared that I've figured out this secret though.  

The Cover Throw - The Stand Off often leads to The Cover Throw.  The Cover Throw is the over exaggerated, overly dramatic and completely unnecessary toss of the covers when the designated parent is getting up to address said grunting baby.  It's often accompanied by a loud sigh or "ugh!" and really only comes into play on tough nights or multiple grunting episodes when the child won't settle down.  Jared and I are both guilty of The Cover Throw but we've come to realize we have different intentions.  Jared's Cover Throw is just an exclamation so that I'll know how flipping annoyed he is to have to get up.  My Cover Throw usually ends on my husband's rib cage or any body part that is reachable in the arc of my Cover Throw and has every intention to wake him up if he isn't already awake.  For a while, Jared actually thought I was accidentally hitting him with my Cover Throwing.  Sweet thang - he actually thought his wife was nice!  A warning:  the cover throw will, most definitely, get you made fun of either directly after the throw or over breakfast the following morning.  

The Stink Eye - This one is almost all Jared.  Since I am the aforementioned lactator of the Meabon household, there comes a time within every feeding that I need to get a burp out of my child.  And so ensues the bhap-bhap-bhap-bhap sound that comes with burping a child.  When done in the middle of the night in an otherwise quiet house, this light patting can seem like a jackhammer in your ear.  About one out of every three times, Jared will roll over, crack open one eye and give me a look that says, "Are you freaking serious????"  But really, what am I suppose to do?  Let that air bubble sit in my child's stomach causing them to vomit on themselves in their sleep?  I think not.  So I try to turn a blind eye to the Stink Eye - easier said than done!

The Verbal "Oh, Are You Serious"???? - This is the very verbal, very much intentioned exclamation of "Oh, Are You Serious" that comes only after a full session of changing a diaper, feeding child, burping the child, re-swaddling the child and getting them all snuggled in to drift back to sleep when you hear it.  That unforgettable and extremely audible bowel movement that can't imaginably come from such a small, innocent looking creature.  And when you realize you have to unswaddle and completely disturb that baby to change that diaper, you will most certainly feel the need to utter "Oh, Are You Serious???" loud enough to wake your partner so that you aren't suffering this horrible fate alone.  And if that child continues to....er.....make their movement while you are in the middle of changing the diaper and it sprays on you?  Well, let's just say "Oh, Are You Serious????" might get turned into "What The @$*^#%!!!  How Is This Possible?!?!?!" with every intention of waking up the sleeping body in your nice, comfortable looking bed that you are aching to crawl back in to.  

So these are just a few observations I've made in the middle of the night.  We know this stage will pass and we'll get back to restful nights again in the near future but, until then, the midnight communication continues!

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Thumbs Up Thursday

Thumbs up for The Story for Little Ones by Josee Masse, Max Lucado and Randy Frazee
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Harper is currently OBSESSED with The Story for Little Ones.  She asks to read it about 15 times a day (I'm not kidding either).  There are times she'll disappear and we'll find her sitting in her room just flipping through the book on her own.  Max and Randy give simple messages to go along with each Bible story and the illustrations are perfect for kids.  If you're looking for a good Bible book or even an Easter present, I highly recommend The Story for Little Ones.

Harper hugging her book
I received no compensation for these reviews - I just like the products. 

Fun with Props

We had Harris's newborn pictures taken on Monday and I'll post them once I have them.  I borrowed props from my mom and Cindy Knocke for the pictures.  So on Tuesday, Mom and I decided to have a little photo session of our own to play with this great wagon that we didn't end up using on Monday.  After about 350 pictures between the two of us, here were some of my favorites.










Monkey See, Monkey Do

Over the last week, Harper has become a very diligent "mama" to her baby dolls.  They now mimic her little brother by being put in the swing, in the bassinet, in the car seat and by being held on the boppy.  She'll run off at full speed into her bedroom and come back toting "Baby Ella" and "Baby Hatcher" (named by Honey, the second is named after her boyfriend from school).  I'd say she's warming up to the idea of a little brother.

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Texas Bluebonnets

You belong among the wildflowers
You belong somewhere close to me
Far away from your trouble and worries
You belong somewhere you feel free
- Wildflowers by Tom Petty












 






Friday, March 16, 2012

Harris - One Week

A little easier said than done with baby #2 but I'm going to do my best to keep track of milestones for Harris.  So here's the official one week old pictures:

 



Sister & Brother


 

 I've been getting alot of questions about how Harper is doing with Harris.  To be honest, we were prepared for utter chaos but overall, Jared and I are pretty pleased with the transition.  It hasn't been silky smooth but compared to some of the horror stories I've heard, we're happy.

I'm sure it's not easy having the world revolve around you for your entire life and all of a sudden, BAM!, there's this new intruder in your life.  Suddenly, those people who love you so much aren't able to give you every single second of their time and energy.  There's this thing here now that's loud, demanding and taking the attention off of you.  Just think about it - it must be awful.  But Harps has taken it in stride.

When she first met him, we made sure that we gave her lots of attention.  She pointed up, said "baby, baby" and then it was off to explore the hospital room.  She came to visit every day at the hospital and still didn't seem to into her brother at all.  I tried not to make a point of making it all about Harris when she came to visit but more about the Squirrel.  But since we've gotten home, she's seeming to warm up to him more and more each day.

Don't get me wrong.  She's definitely been more sensitive than normal with a few total meltdowns and has developed a new habit of hitting that we're working on.  But Jared and I totally get that this is pretty crazy for her so we're trying to be as patient as possible, spend plenty of QT with her and making sure we involve her in everything that we're able to....and explaining a few times a day that hitting is not nice, we need to be gentle, practicing "gentle touches" and, yes, timeout for repeated hitting.

While I'm feeding Harris, she'll bring me books, toys, dolls, etc and it give us some time to play - although a couple of those books have been chunked into Harris's head when set down on the couch but no major damage done. Honey also brought Harps a new baby doll bed complete with blankets, burp clothes and pillows.  Harps will disappear and we'll find her tucked away in her room playing with her babies.  It also helps that she's had plenty of attention over the last week from Honey and Grandy, Grammie and her cousins.
Little does she realize that in just a few short months, she'll have a completely captive audience.  And in just a few short years, she'll have a little boy just begging for her attention that she can dress up as a princess and play tea party with - well, until he discovers Transformers or whatever the rage for little boys will be at that time!  I can't wait to see the bond between these two develop.  I'm sure I"ll have more than a few bumps and bruises stories before we get there but for now, they've only been minor.