I haven't checked LJ since we went on our trip to DC around Memorial Day, so if anything exciting has happened, please let me know, since I'm not going to be reading back entries, due to being stupidly busy lately.
In Tang news, we got a new kitten. Mat's gotten tooth number five. Chris had his first Father's Day. I was getting more sleep, until tooth six started being an ass.
All in all, a good LJ-free month here.
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If you were a PGE customer anytime between Oct. 1, 2000, and Sept. 30, 2001, you may be eligible for a refund. The Oregon Public Utility Commission has revised the amount that customers should have paid for the Trojan Power Plant, so PGE is refunding the difference of $33.1 million.
The amount you could receive is based on what type of customer you were (residential or business), how much electricity you used, and how many other customers receive a refund. For example, the amount of the average refund for residential customers is estimated at approximately $23, but your amount may be lower or higher.
Apply now for a refund.Current Mood:  hot |
So I kind of figured that the first word(s) Mat said would be Mama or Dada, something we said a lot, and that clearly was important to identify. I totally forgot that other word we said a lot, one that was much more interesting than either mom, or dad.
So, with no further ado, I present to you my son's first word...
Cat. Or, sometimes, "ki cat."
He will crawl over to Scarlett, and shout "CAT!" and then thwap her. Chris witnessed this as well, and assured me I wasn't being a crazy parent.
Insanity. How did I get a crawling, talking baby?
Also, Mat has something to say to all of you:
b,m,mhj cggfcf,kv,/l; h jyu zxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxb vH;KN NN B G DBNXV b gf huCurrent Mood:  pleased |
Mission 1: Put pantsless baby in pack n' play to give him some air and sun on his rashy butt, while I work on the yard.
Status: Epic fail.
Mission 2: Spread blanket on deck while pantsless baby crawls around, plays with toys, gets some air time for his poor rashy butt, and eventually get peed on by said baby.
Status: Epic success.Current Mood:  amused |
Mat's nursing strike lasted about a day, and was possibly the longest 30-ish hours of my life. I never realized how many of my good feelings about myself as a parent hinged on nursing my MatMat. I almost cried the first time he nursed while fully awake. Luckily, he was able to take a bottle the few times he needed one. It also never occurred to me how hard it was to get a baby to take a nap without nursing.
Since Mat and I are going solo this weekend, we're planning to go amucking around town, so I can keep my sanity. Baby-in-a-Moby is much easier to watch than baby-who-crawls-with-lightning-speed. Plus, my yarn store is having a kickass sale, and I want to go fondle some yarn. Maybe I'll see if they have yarn for more home made Babylegs.
For lunch today, Mat and I had some black bean soup with rice (Trader Joe's Latin Style Black Bean Soup is the shit...add a can of Cuban style beans, and it's even better!), although mine had goat's milk mozzarella (again, Trader Joe's FTW) and his did not. The key to feeding my son anything on a spoon is apparently to be eating it with a spoon myself. I prefer to let him just have well cooked sticks of food, but sometimes tasty things must come in a more liquid-y variety than can be consumed with only wee fingers.Current Mood: pleased |
Mat decided yesterday to have a nursing strike. I can get him to nurse if he's just waking up, or if he's asleep, but that's it.
Thank goodness for ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=92.2) ladyleo who is both helping me keep my sanity about the whole thing, and loaning me her electric pump. Mat apparently will take a bottle now, provided he gets to hold it, and play with it occasionally. So, he's getting some food, but I still pump like crap, so it's not as much as if he were nursing. :P
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Turns out, I don't have mastitis, I have ductitis. Woo! I'm supposed to be massaging the area, manually expressing from it, and keeping it warm. I got something for the pain, but really there's nothing else I can do.
Bonus points to my doc for the use of the phrase, "I'm going to have to milk you." I don't have any (okay, 2, but big whoop) leukocytes in my milk, so no need for antibiotics, which makes me happy. Less chance of Mat getting thrush. 'Cause thrush AND pain in the tatas sounds like less fun than just one at a time.
In two weeks, I get my 9 month breastfeeding ribbon. I totally earned it this month. :DCurrent Mood: pleased |
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May. 10th, 2009 @ 02:43 am
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Also, Mat can officially crawl now. He doesn't go far, but damn he looks cute doing it.Current Mood: pleased |
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