Monday, March 21, 2011

Postpartum Shape-Up: An Update

Why, hello there! Remember me? The girl that was trying to get in shape?

Well I am still trying to do that, but Illness and a lack of sleep have stalled my plan. No worries, though. I haven't gained the weight back or anything. I might even be down a pound or so.

Still, I have nothing interesting to report about my progress this week. So instead, I leave you with another adorable picture of my baby sticking out his tongue.

You're welcome. ;)

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

(Not So) Wordless Wednesday: A New Toy!

Why is our little guy so happy?

Because he has a brand new toy, that's why! Unfortunately, procuring the toy proved a bit more difficult than stopping by the nearest Target.

You see, a couple of weeks ago, we took Mister Miles to an ear nose and throat doctor to have a frenotomy — a procedure in which the frenulum (that bit of tissue that attaches the tongue to the floor of the mouth) is cut. Before the procedure, Miles' frenulum extended all the way to the tip of his tongue. As a result, he couldn't stick his tongue out. At all.

In the past, midwives and doctors routinely fixed "tongue tie" at birth. The current trend, however, is to wait and see if a child eventually experiences problems eating or speaking. Although Miles had no trouble getting nourishment (he weighed in at 16.5 pounds at 4 months), it bothered me that we were waiting to see if he might have speech problems as a toddler. Fixing a tight frenulum in a baby involves a simple snip snip. Fixing it in a toddler involves general anesthesia.

And even if he never developed a speech or dental issue, shouldn't a little boy be able to lick an ice cream cone? Or stick his tongue out at his older brother?

So we got it fixed. Was it hard to watch? Yes. Did he cry? Yes. Did I start sweating, turn completely pale and nearly pass out? Yes.

But I'm so glad we had it done. In no time, he had forgotten about the pain and was playing happily with his new toy.

See for yourself:

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Wordless Wednesday: An Old Fashioned Toy

Who needs rattles, teethers and electronic gizmos when you have feet?

Monday, March 7, 2011

Four Generations

Yesterday, on Kyle's birthday, Kyle's Grandpa Obert passed away at age 91.

Whenever I saw him, he made a point to grab my arm and tell me that I had a really nice boy (and now boys). Of course I agreed with his assessment. And I always felt that he, having raised four boys himself, was exceptionally qualified to make such a judgement. A compliment from him surely meant twice as much.

We will miss him!

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Wordless Wednesday: Instant Classic Girl/Boy Photos

It seems that girls are born knowing how to pose for the camera — to tilt their heads just so, look directly into the lense and smile sweetly.

And boys... well, they are boys.

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