Anyway, I just saw a flash of him on the screen on the Eleen Show just now! So cool! Go check it out!

Baby boy is going through a growth spurt. He is nursing constantly, and sleeping TONS the last few days. Very tired mommy, I assure you!

Monday I went to the Lancome counter and did some damage... I needed new foundation and concealer. Photôgenic foundation and Maquicomplet concealer set me back about $65.00. It's worth it though, and I haven't bought makeup besides Estee mascara since before I was preggo.

Tuesday I went out to lunch with my mom, and to Farmer's Market. Then I went to Jeff's office with T.J. and fell asleep on his insanely comfy leather loveseat with the Boy.

Wednesday... I really just cleaned all morning and then Jeff's Grandma came over for about an hour.

I love her, but she drives me nuts with her comments... "You should really..." or "You shouldn't..." (fill in the blank.) Ugh. I parent the way that works best for us. I really just smile and mention pointed facts like "No, he is really STILL supposed to be nursing. Solids are just being introduced, they are not a main part of his diet." and "I DO let him play by himself on his playmat. I DON'T hold him 24 hours a day." It's just silly.

Yesterday I can't really remember much that matters.

Today we had Parent's Place, and I took his carseat to the carseat checker lady. She fixed the wobbly porblem I was having, and moved it to the center of the backseat. (I could NOT get it to work that way! She needed two pool noodles to stabilize it.)

So, yeah, that's about it. I lost another pound so far this week, bringing my 3 week grand total to 10 lbs down. Woohoo!

And here:

My God, he's so sweet...

My heart forever lives outside my body... I love my Baby Boy so much!

He cries when I put him down to do ANYTHING! Including going to the bathroom. He cried yesterday in San Francisco whenever we'd put him in the stroller, or Heaven forbid Grandma (Jeff's mom) tried to hold him. He REALLY screamed then. MMHMM. And SO totally freaked those poor gay fellows out at the dessert place in the Castro last night. Yes, indeed. ( No you heard me correctly, oh, yeah... those Queer Eyes know how to make a mean chocolate caramel cream custard served in a white and dark chocolate tulip- shaped bowl. Heaven!) So, yeah. I carried and nursed him in the sling for 7 hours yesterday. In Sephora, and Amoeba records, and the freaking huge Old Navy where we all love to shop. He slept a bit. But mostly not. Yes.... and right now, he's pitifully whimpering in the swing. (Jeff and James escaped to a Queens of the Stone Age concert in Santa Cruz tonight.)

So that's been my last week in a nutshell. Yes, that about sums it up nicely.

Going to go now, my little one needs me. Please tell me this too shall pass.

P.S.

I've lost 4 more pounds this week bringing two-week grand total to 9 lbs down. Will update weight loss ticker later.

Yesterday afternoon we went out to Costco and Target, and Borders. We were at Costco having a snack in the food court. I had Travis in the sling, facing toward me. I was eating a frozen yogurt sundae with raspberries.

Every time I would go get a bite of the sundae, and bring the spoon toward my lips, Travis would open his mouth really wide! He didn't want to nurse, he wanted what I was eating!

Of course, I wasn't going to give him a bite... we decided to try the rice cereal. I know, I really wanted to wait until 6 months. But, he's 5 months, and has more than doubled his birth weight - he weighs almost 18 lbs. He sits up well, and holds his head up beautifully. He ALWAYS grabs at my food when I'm eating, but this was the first time he actually opened his mouth for some.

Last night we tried about 1/2 TBS. of rice cereal mixed with breastmilk. He LOVED it! He smiled, and laughed and gobbled it up. I was amazed. So far, no adverse reaction. (Although I think he's allergic to raspberries... he had a rash on his butt this morning. He has the same thing whenever I eat strawberries or citrus.) :(

So, yeah. That's about it. Also, I lost 5 pounds. Today was my weigh-in day after doing the WW thing at home for the last week. So far, so good!

Yesterday we went out and walked all day. PG was having their annual "Good Old Days" celebration downtown. We took Travis out and broke in his new stroller. I am loving it!




The state of my apartment, however? So NOT loving it! We need to fold laundry, do more laundry (and go procure more quarters for this task), need to vaccuum, dust, do kitchen (including inside of fridge... yuck!)and bathroom floors, clean bathroom, clean our room, and organize Travis' closet. Also need to do a storage run and pack up old carseat, bases, stroller, and clothes to go away for next baby. Need to assemble cubes for CDs, and declutter livingroom. Ick! If even a third of it gets done today I will be happy!

Spring cleaning? No, but with a baby in the house who hates to be put down, it's damned near impossible to get thisgs done during the week. So that leaves weekends, and usually we aren't in the mood to waste our weekends together doing housework. When we do, it's great! CLean house, and worth the effort. I wish I posessed the power like Jeannie in "I Dream of Jeannie" or Samantha in "bewitched" POOF! In a blink of the eye, or twitch of the nose, my house would be spotless all the time! :)