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One month old!

Posted by parsingtime on October 19, 2014

Dear N,

You are one month old today! So far you seem to be navigating your world with aplomb. Especially the part where your sister lovingly yells in your face to stop crying or to watch her do something or smother you with kisses.

You inherently have to go with the flow because unlike your sister who got to keep an exact schedule, you have to go to swim lessons and naps are interrupted by school pick up. You do however get the benefit of seasoned parents. We aren’t learning on the fly like we were the first time around. So there are positives to not being the first born.


You also will get to do things a lot earlier than your sister. Eventually this might apply to dating or a later bedtime but for now it means you have already been to the zoo! Your sister didn’t go until she was walking I think. You slept through the entire thing but that’s not the point. You got to do it before she did so you win!

Yesterday as I packed away all your newborn clothes and switched you over to the 0-3 month collection I thought to myself that this is my last newborn, my last baby. I need to remember that in the middle of the night when all I can think is just “effing burp already (20 minutes to burp in the middle of the night feels like an eon).”

We all think you are pretty great, you have completed our family. We are glad you are finally here.

Love, Mommy


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Just curious

Posted by parsingtime on October 11, 2014

Now that Little N is here and already has a discernible personality it made me wonder about the two miscarriages I had in between him and Big N.

I wonder what they would be like. Not in a yearning or grieving way just more curious.

I am a firm believer that things work out the way they are supposed to and I certainly appreciate the two healthy kids I have now.



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Posted by parsingtime on October 7, 2014

Inevitably if your first day without having your mom with you as back up goes so smoothly that you think to yourself “man I’ve got this two kid thing down” the next day will involve your oldest child projectile vomiting while you are trying to feed the cluster feeding baby.

Not that, that happened to me or anything.


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The Rug Cleaner

Posted by parsingtime on September 30, 2014

Last Friday we had wallpaper installed in our bedroom. Which, I know, sounds very 1980s of us but I promise it is modern and very nice looking. Anyway, the dude who installed it got glue on our rug. This rug is brand new and was not cheap and therefore I was not a happy camper. So today we had the rug cleaner dude come pick up the rug to be cleaned. He was probably in his late 50s or 60s and proceeded to give me, totally unprompted, baby advice.  Here it is in all its glory for those of you who might need baby advice from the rug cleaner.

  • Microwave a clove of garlic for 25 seconds and then eat 2-3 cloves at night so you and the baby stays healthy
  • No spicy food, no watermelon. Only soup and steamed vegetables because your body needs to heal.
  • A little bit of honey when your baby is sick is best. Just a little though. Much better than going to the doctor
  • Half a can of beer at night before you breastfeed will make the baby sleep better.

I think there might have been one or two more gems from him but I stopped paying attention.

It is amazing how people feel so free to discuss the breastfeeding choices a person makes without knowing any of their medical or personal history. Even Mustafa the rug cleaner.

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Birth Story

Posted by parsingtime on September 29, 2014

My younger sister told me that my new baby is going to be bitter if I have an entire month of letters to his sibling and nothing for him.  This is the plight of the second born.  Nothing is new and no one takes as many photos or cares as much. Of course none of that is true but you do have less time because the second born is born into a different family. Your first joins you and your spouse and your second joins an already established family. It’s just different.

However, in keeping with fairness I’m going to try.

On September 19th we welcomed Baby Lucas (not his real name) into the world.  Unlike his sister (27 hours of labor) he arrived in very short order. My water broke at 2am and despite not being new to this rodeo I wasn’t sure what was going on because I wasn’t having contractions. So I got back in bed. Twenty minutes later the contractions started and they were five minutes apart and painful from the get go.  Our emergency middle of the night babysitter couldn’t come over because her husband was out of town so we woke N and took her over there before heading to the hospital. She was a trooper.

We walked into the hospital and I just kept repeating “I want an epidural” to everyone I met, which shouldn’t have been surprising since I was 8cm dilated when we got there. Forty-five minutes later my wish was fulfilled and everything was fine until the baby’s heart tones dropped and then all of the sudden the room was a flurry of activity. I was transferred to another bed and wheeled into an operating room. I’m pretty sure at this point I was ready to cry because all I had heard out of all that complicated medical jargon was that the baby wasn’t getting enough oxygen. Fortunately all the drama passed, I was transferred back to the regular birthing bed and we waited to get to 10cm.

At 6:57am after pushing for three contractions Lucas was born. This birth experience was so different from N’s.  I could actually feel him passing through me and coming out. With N it was a blur of forceps and panic. It is always surreal to me that you can make an entire human in your body. I guess that is why it is called the miracle of birth. I got stitched up and a couple of hours later I was up and walking. I could sit on my tush without a donut, I used the bathroom like a regular human being and I managed with just a few doses of motrin and not vicodin.  All this must sound very mundane but my only other experience was so different.

Its definitely different the second time around. In general you are more relaxed, the muscle memory comes back and you just get back into the swing of a newborn.

After a long journey to have a second child we are thrilled he is here and healthy.

Lucas is very sweet and cuddly and his sister is quite smitten. As are we. photo (3)


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