Shopping For Hairplugs

So what's up with post-partum hair loss? I know it exists, but my little man is nearly six months old, and my hair is still falling out in handfulls. Every morning in the shower drain there's enough hair to make a Cher wig! It's annoying and frightening. I keep checking for bald spots. So far I haven't found any. I'm worried because I didn't really think my hair got all that much thicker while I was pregnant, so if it keeps up like it is, Nathan and I will have matching chrome domes. A bald baby is adorable, but I'm not sure I can pull off the Britney Spears look. Besides, he's finally starting to grow some hair. The little traitor. On the upside, I guess I can order one of those "Solar Panel for a Sex Machine" t-shirts. I've always wanted one of those. Ugh!

Here's my newest LO. Credits can be found here.

We're Rockin'!!

One more first this weekend: we took Nathan swimming! Since we sadly do not have a yard, my mom set up a little kiddie pool at her house for Nathan. I thought he would cry when we put him in it, like he did when I dipped his feet in the water at the lake, but he really loved it! Of course he had about fifty toys in there to distract him. He played and splashed Daddy and tried to eat all the toys. Oscar (the weiner dog) was trying to lick the water off his head, and then ended up getting in the pool with him. It was a lot of fun to watch. This child is so well documented it's not even funny. I was snapping away with my camera, my mom was snapping away with hers, and Grandpa had his video camera out. If Nathan ever becomes famous, the paparazzi won't bother him a bit. lol

Speaking of pics...

And I almost forgot! My fabulous SIL named me a Rockin' Girl Blogger!

You like me, you really like me! I'd like to thank the little people; my manager, my hairdresser, etc. etc.

Now I have to bestow this honor upon five other Rockin' Girl Bloggers.

• Fantacy, You Rock!! This scrappin' bloggin' diva has two blogs, and she may use this little banner on either one of them. Check out her awesome freebies!
• Miss Kim, You Rock!! This awesome bloggin' girl shows off her gorgeous LOs and then shares some fabulous templates, too! And she doesn't live too far from me!
• Gina, You Rock!! Gina Miller has probably never heard of me, but I have to include her as a Rockin' Girl Blogger. I love to read her blog all about her little kidlets and shopping and her fabulous designs!

Until next time...

Big Weekend

Nathan got to experience his first demolition derby this weekend. Some of B's friends from Stafford were driving in the derby, and Nathan hadn't got to meet any of that crowd yet, so we decided to go. My parents went to the derby with us and then took Nathan home so we could stay for the after party. He had a lot of fun, though just like the Little League game we took him to, he didn't seem to be all that interested in the event itsself. What he was interested in was the checkered flag they gave him and all the other kids in attendance. Only instead of waving it, he just tried to eat it. He's at that age where he's part goat and part dustbuster, so everything within reach goes directly in his mouth. That is, unless he misses and puts it in his eye. Don't worry, we watched him really close to avoid that.

Here's the Get Bent Demo Crew we went to cheer on.

Nathan had another first this weekend too. Now that he's five months old, he was ready to start eating veggies! We started with squash, and I made sure to have the camera ready to capture the funny faces, but he didn't really make any. He seemed to just take it in stride. Just another day in the life. Oh well, here's a piccy anyway.

Until next time...

There Goes Tokyo! Oh no, Grumpzilla!!

So, once again, my little guy tells me how to be the mommy. I had about a half an hour of screaming baby this afternoon. Wait, make that SCREAMING BABY!!!!!!! I could not make him happy. He didn't seem hot or cold, he'd just eaten less than two hours ago (he generally gets hungry every 3 1/2 to 4 hours these days), his diaper was clean, I tried toys, tummy time, holding him, rocking him, etc. etc. Nothing would work. Finally, in a last ditch effort to retain my sanity, I went ahead and made him another bottle. He took three ounces and once again became the sweet adorable little boy I'm accustomed to. Just like that, he decided that instead of six ounce feedings, henceforth we shall make available to his highness a whopping eight ounces of formula at a time. Tum ta da dum (fanfare)!!The diminutive dictator has spoken!! (In a manner of speaking.)

He really has gotten good at letting us know when he likes or dislikes something. When we don't hand him the right toy, or hold him the right way, or keep his favorite magazine in the john, he suddenly turns green and bursts out of his shirt sleeves, roaring his displeasure at us. As soon as the problem is rectified, he regains his normal size and adorable demeanor, and smiles so sweetly that little birdies alight on his shoulder and we can hear strains of Grieg's "Morning" floating down from above. One day maybe we'll convince him that he's not the boss of us, and dadgummit, we're bigger than him. Yeah right.

I'm back in the Blog-O-Sphere!

Okay, okay, hold your applause. I know how much all of my adoring fans were missing me. lol

So, just to bring everyone up to speed, Nathan's doing fantastic. He'll be five months old next week. He's growing like a weed! We've had his ExerSaucer for just over a month and we've already had to raise the legs to the next height. He's outgrowing all of his clothes! It must be really nice to get a whole new wardrobe every other month or so.

He's eating cereal now, and he's decided he really likes it. The first few attempts made for some hilarious faces. I thought he'd just hate it forever. Now, I can hardly feed him because as soon as I take the spoon out of his mouth, he's reaching for it to put it back.

He can roll over now, both back to front and front to back. That's how he gets around. He's trying to crawl, but he has yet to learn that forward motion is much easier if his face isn't mashed into the blanket. It's like trying to drive with the emergency brake on. You can do it, but the results aren't pretty. His drooly little face is always covered in blanket fuzz.

He loves to talk to his toys (and yell at them, and curse at them). I'm pretty sure if I understood baby talk, I'd have to wash his mouth out with soap. That damn rubber lion really pisses him off! It must be a smack-talker.

B and I are doing well, too. Though we're all getting over a crappy cold. We got it from Nathan, who also gave it to the sitter, her daughter, her daughter's boyfriend, and her granddaughter. My sweet little baby leads a double life as one big germ in a diaper. But if ever there were an adorable germ, he's it!

A great way to keep up with Nathan is to look at my scrapbook pages. They're all posted in my Digishoptalk Gallery. I'll eventually get a button up in the side bar, but I'll probably be posting most of my future pages here as well.

Well that concludes this entry. Tune in next time. Same bat-blog, same bat-page. Kablow!



Things I've learned since giving birth: I now know whether or not nearly every public restroom in town has a changing table, and how hard it is to change him on the floor if they don't. I'm still learning which restaurants are evil (Carlos O'Kelley's, though it's still my favorite place to eat) and only have one in the women's restroom and not the men's. Or maybe B's just telling me that to get out of changing diapers when we're out. I may have to check for myself.