Archive for March, 2011

A GREAT Grandma- March 31, 2011

Thursday, March 31st, 2011

This weekend was my Grandma’s 80th birthday party.  Charlotte donned her adorable spring party clothes.  She charmed everyone with her smiles and giggles.  She was exhausted after being passed around for hours.  Before the party kicked off I took her over to my grandparents house to visit with them alone for a little while.

When the whole, loud family is not there, my grandparents house is quiet and peaceful like no other place. You can hear the clock on the mantle ticking.  Grandma hasn’t been in the best health in recent years, but she couldn’t wait to see Charlotte. We sat, listening to the clock as she smiled and played with Charlotte, always adjusting her little outfit.

I watched them together and I prayed.  I prayed and asked God that my baby live to be an old woman.  I prayed that she know the happiness my Grandma has felt.  I prayed she’d be the hard worker and compassionate lady my Grandma is.  I prayed that she’d know the joys of raising four children, nine grandchildren, and two great-grand children.  
I prayed that the clock keep ticking a while longer for my Grandma so my daughter can know her a little more.  

Kiddie Docs- March 30, 2011

Wednesday, March 30th, 2011

I remember the last time I went to the pediatrician’s office as a patient.  I was 19.  I had come home from college for fall break and I was sick as a dog.  Like most college students I was too lazy and hungover focused on my studies to take the time to switch to a grown-up doctor.  At school I relied on the University Student Health Center.  But, since they typically just prescribed Valtrex and the morning-after-pill for every affliction, I knew I needed a better diagnostician for this illness.

I sat in the waiting room wrapped up in two North Face fleeces as I fought a fever.  Three snot-nosed-brats screamed as they raced by me, hitting one another.  A receptionist said, “Excuse me ma’m, we ask that you control your children.”  What?! Yeah, if they thought I was a parent and not a patient, it was time to leave the pediatrician.  I got my Tamiflu and got out of there.

Ten years later as a pregnant woman, I took time finding the right peds office for my baby.  We got recommendations from friends and took the prenatal tour.  Have I told you I love Charlotte’s doctors’ office?  I do.  I love them.  I’m really glad we chose the practice we did for the following reasons…

  1. They have two offices.  Our house is smack-dab in between, five minutes from either location.
  2. They quickly arrange same-day appointments.  Sometimes they can see your kid within an hour. 
  3. They have a group of doctors ranging from young and right out of med school all the way to doctors who have practiced pediatric medicine for 35 years.  It’s the best of both worlds, experienced doctors with tried-and-true methods, collaborating with young doctors learning the latest methods and using the newest technologies. 
  4. They have nurses who are lactation conslultants.  I had NO IDEA this was a feature I would need and apprecitate so much.  It was incredibly convienent in Charlotte’s first few weeks to have the lactation consultant right there to help me when we took her in for those early appointments.  One new mother told me recently she left a practice because they didn’t have any lactation consultants and a nurse just told her to give her baby formula.  I’ve said before, I have no problem with formula, I just appreciated having breastfeeding help right there at the pediatrician’s office. 
  5. They don’t make me feel stupid when I call the help line with things like “I think my baby got poop in her eye.”  or “My baby’s poop looks a little off.”  They asked me to bring in her latest “sample” during that appointment.  I of course, brought in a Ziploc storage bag of 4 of the day’s diapers labeled sequentially. 

They see teenagers at this office, but I’ll advise Charlotte to get to a General Practioner before she heads off to college. 

Why and how did you choose your pediatrician?  What features do you like best? 


March Madness- March 29, 2011

Tuesday, March 29th, 2011

Greyson puts the fan in fanatic.  As a former sportscaster, he truly knows sports.  Before I met him, I knew a football was shaped differently than the other balls, but that was about the extent of my athletic knowledge.

One sport is the exception.  I grew up in North Carolina, so I know college basketball.

In this part of the country you pick your team and swear your lifetime allegiance to one shade of blue or red.  We speak names like Dean Smith and Jim Valvano with reverence.  Chicago can claim Michael Jordan all they want, but we know his Tar Heel roots.  (My Grandma taught him at Laney High School in Wilmington, NC.  True story.)  Coach K is loved or hated.  I’ve heard it said that “To Hate Like This is to be Happy Forever.”

March is about brackets and bets.  March means taking days off for tournament games.  March is marvelous.

We think baby’s first basketball season went reasonably well.  Our beloved Tar Heels were regular season ACC champs and made it to the Sweet Sixteen in the NCAA Tournament. Charlotte showed her fandom by donning Carolina blue and getting fussy when the Heels were down to Duke in the ACC Tournament.

Welcome to the madness, Baby.


Feet so sweet I gotta have a picture- March 25, 2011

Friday, March 25th, 2011

So we got Charlotte’s 3 month pictures when she was about 3.75 months old.  I like natural light, outdoor photos like our maternity photo shoot.  It was cold so we got a few outside shots and went in for the obligatory naked-baby-on-white pictures. 

Like this one.  I think it’s sweet…

Greyson rolled his eyes, at that one.  But, it was this one that really got him going…

´╗┐Greyson: ´╗┐”Why did we get that picture of our rings on her toes?” 
Me: “Aw!  Because it’s sweet!”
Greyson:  “That is dumb.  Yeah.  I’m always like ‘Wait!  Where’s my ring?  Oh yeah.  I put it on the baby’s foot.’  Sometimes when I change her diaper I find it between her butt cheeks.”
Men.  They don’t understand the cuteness.  But, he did make me laugh.  Here’s more of our silly little family…


Parental Guidance- March 22, 2011

Tuesday, March 22nd, 2011

We’re TV people.  Our DVR is always packed.  Our television cabinet is often warm after hours of some sporting event or movie.  I’ll admit, for the past year or two, I’ve been having a torrid love affair with the Internet.  But, the flat screen still holds a big place in my heart.  

I was holding my little baby, rocking her the other day.  She was about to fall asleep when some incredibly lewd joke on Family Guy cracked me up and my belly laughs woke her up.  Her stirrings made me realize how often this pops up on the screen in our living room…
I thought, “Hmmm.  My baby does see and hear an awful lot of Eric Cartman and Daniel Tosh.  That can’t be good for her moral compass.”  I know right now the TV is just colors and sound to her, but how long until she’s gonna recognize Stewie Griffin?  More than that, how long until she’ll want to watch crap like Dora the Explorer?  I don’t even want to know what Yo Gabba Gabba is, let alone have it take up space on my DVR. (I refuse to Google this program because I’ve heard rumors of it’s nerve grating songs and such.)  
When will I have to watch the Disney Channel or Nickelodeon?  I am REALLY not looking forward to it.  Do you think I can raise a kid who loves Jon Stewart as much as I do?  I’m hoping she start getting Colbert’s jokes about Scott Walker so Mommy won’t have to change the channel.