personal stuff | TheEntrepreneurialWife

When I woke up this morning and saw the cornflower blue sky balloon over me and heard the redheaded finches outside singing with their chics in our Plum tree, I should have known it was a sign that today would be extra special. Kanan woke up at twenty ’till 7 am on his own and happy. He had woken up only once prior to that at 515 and went back down easily with his pacifier. I fed him and for the first time in a week, he ate eagerly and well (his appetite went way down this last week and made me quite worried). I then brought him back into bed with Mike and I and we cuddled with him as he eagerly sucked his fingers and let out squeels of delight and excitement.

Then we went for our morning walk around the block and Kanan turned his head left and right and stared at everything he could while sucking on his fingers again as I carried him around him his infant carrier. We noticed a few newly bloomed flowers in the neighbors yard and both stopped to smell them. Kanan actually has gotten so used to this routine, he bent his head down for a second sniff of the orange flower’s perfume. It was a little cool, so the house felt cozy and warm when we returned and perfect for winding Kanan down for his mid-morning nap.

When he woke up, he ate a little and then Mike and I took him to the beach. We wanted him to try out the water so we put him in some waterproof diapers and some hawaiian shorts his Grandpa Jeff and Grandma Linda bought him. He LOVED the ocean. At first, he was a little unsure, but after a couple of times of feeling the waves crash on his legs and hearing Mike and I talk excitedly and assuringly, he squeeled again and again everytime a new wave headed toward his feet (we were on the sand right where the white water meets it so it was super shallow). We then went home and Kanan napped again and then woke up and had a big lunch which really excited me because this has been the time that he has often refused to eat over the last week.

Mike had some free time to spend with me for a few hours, so after Kanan nursed, we took him over to Bobbi’s, his new caregiver we hired (she is awesome by the way and posed with Kanan in this pic to the right!), with a bag of frozen breastmilk, his blankie, binky, and rattle. While he was having a great time, taking a long nap and playing with Bobbi and her grandaughter Elizabeth, Mike and I rode our bikes down to the beach again, sunbathed and went swimming in the ocean. I got a little tan-line from my tank top because I am not ready to show off my flabby tummy and linea nigra that is still there, but it feels good to get some good healthy color.

When we came home we cleaned up and even made out a bit before Mike had to head off to see a friend! Funny thing is, when Mike took off, he took off with my car keys and the carseat. Of course I didn’t notice until he was an hour down the freeway and it was time for me to pick up Kanan. Luckily Bobbi was able to bring him to me and I thanked her again and again.

When I brought Kanan inside, I knew he needed to adjust to the transition before he went down for his last nap of the day, so after I walked him around the house a bit, I layed him on my bed and started tickling him a little. Well what do you know, he laughed! He laughed everytime I put my fingers near his armpits! It was adorable! I knew he was on the verge of laughing and am so excited he did it so many times right then and there. Of course, I took out my cellphone and video taped him laughing and sent it out to Mike, my sister, and my mom. I was still gleeing from his laugh when I put him down for his nap, and felt even more warm when I watched Kanan turn to his left and cuddle with his blankie while touching the bumper of his crib and staring at his hands and talking to himself. Then it was quiet and I looked in and saw he was sleeping!

The books say to circle your baby’s 4-month-birthday because that is the day, you will see a drastic change in your baby’s development. Well I’m marking today, June 27th too. Because not only did Kanan take a leap in so many ways, it was the first day that I felt like my life was going back to normal. I take that back–better than normal. I have a beautiful growing little boy who brings me so much joy, a handsome, driven man for a partner and father to my child, two mischevious dogs, and even a picket fence around my home near the beach. Ahhhhhhhhh…..yeah, I’m bragging now. 🙂

I remember when I was pregnant, people who were parents would tell me how much my life would change once I had a child. It seemed to be a bittersweet comment. They seemed to be moved by how much joy their child has brought them, but also seemed to warn me that I would never go out again. Well Kanan is almost 3 months old now and I officially went “out” for the first time since I found out I was pregnant. Coincidentally, my last time on the town was memorial weekend of last year and it happend again this year. I left Mike on Friday night with frozen breastmilk dethawing in the fridge and I kissed him and our son goodbye. My friend Kelley had her bachelorette party that night at Ole Madrid in downtown San Diego. We are posing in the first picture together at the restaurant.

To beat the traffic and allow myself to have a couple of first time drinks before I returned home, my friend Merideth and I took the train to San Diego and then took a trolley into town. It took us a while because we were so busy talking we missed our stop—twice! But when we got there we shared pictures with a flamboyant gay couple at the bar and then had a great girly time eating dinner with Kelley and her friends and raved over how great Kelley’s legs and hair looked that night. After dinner the gang left to go nightclubbing, but the last train left for home at midnight so Meredith and I skipped out on the dancing and went home. It was a fun home even though it took an hour because all the Padres fans riding the train were talkative and some were still tipsy from their beers making people watching quite fun. A guy sitting across from us took a picture of Meredith and I making a joke modeling picture.

I got home at about 1:15 am just in time to hear little Kanan cry out that he was awake–I wonder if he sensed I was home? He missed a feeding with his father because he had such a difficult time napping that when it was shortly time for him to eat, Mike didn’t want to have to wake him up again. It was suprisingly okay though because I really missed the little guy and wanted some contact with him before I went to bed. Its funny how this last couple of months, I’ve hinted to Mike about how I can’t wait for Kanan to take a bottle so I can go out once in a while. And then I go out and I can’t wait to get home to see him. I must have looked at his pictures in my phone like ten times and I called Mike so much he threatened not to answer it if I called again.

On Sunday, my sister and I went to Kelley’s sunset wedding at the harbor in San Diego and had a great time with my friends there. I did forget my breastpump so we had to leave just when the dancing was starting to get fun because the engorgement was rather painful. But this time, I made it home before Mike was in bed and in time for Kanan’s late night feeding—to smell his sweet skin and kiss him goodnight. I layed in bed quite content from being able to see my friends, but also very happy to be home and eager to see my family again the next morning. Ahhh, my little life. Isn’t it grand?