Friday, September 28, 2007

Bad dreams?

We had a weird night last night...Braeden was in bed at 8:00, a little bit later than usual because we went out to dinner (at Red Robin!) and then called Me Ma when we got home to wish her a happy birthday.

Around 9:30 I hear Braeden's little voice calling Mommy! I look up and he's standing at the gate at the top of the stairs. When I get up there, all he'll do is whine and tell me he wants to get up. He wants to do something else (other than sleep). He wouldn't let me pick him up or help him back to bed. Mat came up and neither of us could get him to calm down. Finally I took him in the other bedroom and we climbed onto the futon.

After a few minutes, we took him back to bed and thought he was down for the night. Again. But about 15 minutes later, I heard his door open again. I looked up and he was just standing at the gate staring down at me. I went upstairs again and this time ended up bringing him downstairs with me because he agreed to get into my bed.

But first he wanted a drink of water, not from my glass, but from his own cup. With ice. Then he wanted to watch Mat brush his teeth. Then finally he climbed into bed with me and got under the covers. He LOVES to be covered up. I think I fell asleep and Mat took Braeden back up to his own bed. And this time, he stayed there the rest of the night, even sleeping later than usual.

This morning Braeden told Mat he had a bad dream then heard a loud noise on the TV and that's what woke him up. Maybe he was dreaming about the big bird at Red we were getting ready to leave, there was a person in a robin costume walking around the restaurant. Braeden was terrified and refused to go near the big bird. The purple balloon he got on on the way out the door helped a little, but you could tell he was still stressed about the bird because he kept mentioning it the rest of the night.

Don't tell Mat, but I never mind having Braeden in the bed with us. He's so sweet and warm and it reminds me of when he was a baby and slept with us.

Thursday, September 27, 2007

The Dentist

I took Braeden to the dentist this morning...what a nightmare!

He seemed interested in going, was perfectly happy to climb up into the big chair all by himself, loved the taste of the grape toothpaste when the hygienist offered him a taste, and even liked it when she tickled his hand with the spinning toothbrush. The good times ended there, though!

Because that's the moment the hygienist raised the chair up and lowered the back. Braeden freaked! He was out of the chair and in my arms in a split second. I calmed him a little, then climbed in the chair myself. We tried to brush his teeth sitting up but he wouldn't open his mouth or hold still. After a minute or so, we gave up and resolved to try again after the dentist came in.

When the dentist came in, he reclined the chair again. This time Braeden was lying on top of me. It took two hygienists and me to hold him down long enough for the dentist to check each tooth for cavities. None, by the way!

When we sat up, my cheek was wet from Braeden's tears. He had basically been crying the whole time begging me to help him. After the dentist left, we tried one more time to clean his teeth, but finally I just told them to stop. He was having none of it, and I knew I couldn't take much more of the screaming either.

Braeden perked up when he realized it was over and he could choose between a Spongebob toothbrush and a Dora one. He picked Spongebob...could be because Spongebob was on the TV when he came in!

We'll try again at our next appointment in April.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Boring appointment update

I passed my glucose test yesterday! My iron level was just below (11) what they consider normal (12-16). The lab tech's advice was to eat more iron-rich food. If my midwife is concerned, I guess I'll get a call about it.

When I arrived for my 11:00 appointment I was taken back to the lab where they gave me the sugar drink. I had my choice of orange, cola, or lemon-lime. Since I love Coke I picked cola. The first sip tasted like a flat pepsi that had too much syrup. Gulping it down was a little harder, but I didn't think it was that bad. They sent me back out to the waiting room with a digital timer.

I was called back by a nurse a few minutes later for my appointment with Tanya. My blood pressure was fantastic--100/70! We listened to the heartbeat--150 beats/minute and Tanya measured me. I'm measuring right between 26 and 27, so dead on. Everything looks great. Good weight gain, low blood pressure, perfect measurement, passed the glucose complaints!

After my appointment came the fun stuff...I met Emily and Will for lunch at Moe's. In my house, Moe's is a word that cannot be said aloud. We can't even spell it because Braeden still knows what we're talking about. We call it the place that cannot be named! Emily looks great and Will is perfect. He's tiny but so strong at holding his head up. He slept our entire visit regardless of my toe tickling and other tactics to wake him up! After we ate, I held him until we had to go. I told him not to have too much fun until Baby P-G gets here this Christmas!

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

More on Names

I've been proofing Elon's donor honor roll which is as much fun as it sounds, but it's given me a lot of time to review A LOT of names. The proofing drove my last post on names we will never choose for this baby.

There is a name I love that we won't go with, so I thought it would be nice to give my readers an idea of the direction we'll go in when we choose the name.

Gray. I love that name for a little boy. The reason we won't name him Gray is that we would then have Bray and Gray and that is way too cutesy for my taste! That's the kind of thing some parents do when they have twins, and it bugs me. So, as much as I love the name Gray, this baby will not be baby Gray.

But this should give you an idea of the kind of names I like. I think Braeden has a traditional feel without being a very traditional name. It's popular but it's not a name we hear every day.

Next time I'll post about my baby name rules...something to look forward to.

Monday, September 10, 2007


Just a quick note to say that we've had no more success on the potty. Braeden had the flu last week (mostly a low fever, runny nose, and bad cough), but he had some higher fever spikes and was pretty uncomfortable and miserable most days. It wasn't a great time to try for more potty success.

He's also deep in the throes of the terrible two's, so he's not that much fun a lot of the time. He doesn't say no that much, he just ignores us and our requests/orders. He's truly uncooperative about picking up toys, washing his hands, sometimes even about eating. He still sticks by his "mommy do it" guns which makes everything harder for Mat.

We know he's just testing us and himself, but it's frustrating all the same. We just take it day by day and try never to take for granted the sweet moments we have with him.

A couple of his favorite things right now are stop signs and school buses. It's great that school started last week because we see a lot more buses now. We can't drive anywhere in the car without Bray asking each of us if we like stop signs. The right answer is yes. Not answering the question at all means he'll just keep asking until he finally gets an answer!

Thursday, September 6, 2007

Baby names

When I was pregnant with Braeden, Mat and I had a deal that we would NOT share the name with anyone until Braeden was finally here. This turned out to be a lot more fun for us than I ever could have thought. There are few things worse (as a potential parent) than telling someone your future baby's name and getting the look. Or the long pause. Or the so obviously fake rave about your choice.

So, I will tell you a few names that won't make it onto the birth certificate...


And of course I mean no disrespect to any reader out there who has one of these names or is related to someone named Garth. :)

I'm sure I'll write more about names as we get closer...I've got some hard-and-fast naming rules too, so that will be a future post!

Monday, September 3, 2007

Baby Will

I went to the hospital to see Emily, Kenny, and baby Will Thursday evening and probably stayed way too long. But once you get a new baby in your arms you just don't want to let go! He was just precious. So tiny. It's funny when you hold a newborn, you swear your's was never that small when logically you know he was!

The Thompson family went home from the hospital Saturday and I came in to work this morning to find a few pictures from Kenny. I think this is my favorite (and it's not just because I bought him that adorable polka dot outfit!).