For the Hubbys - Hormonal Mood Swings and How to Deal With Them

Well Hubbys, I've got some good news for you, and some bad.  The good news is your wife is pregnant and you are going to have a new addition to your family.  The bad news, your wife is going through her own version of hell and might take some of it out on you.  Yep, you guessed it, hormonal mood swings.

Hormones are a fascinating thing.  They can make our boobs bigger (big plus for you guys), can make us more loving, but can also turn us into that chick from The Exorcist with projectile vomiting, head spinning, and fire shooting out of our eyes (only a slight exaggeration).  Now if you are one of the rare few that have a phenomenal wife who can handle hormone changes like a pro, count yourself lucky.  In fact, go buy a lottery ticket.  But if you aren't, then I am here to help you.

During my pregnancy, and for a few months after, my hormones and emotions were all over the place.  This was the hardest time for both me and my husband and put quite a strain on our marriage.  After LOTS of loooooooooong talks (and yelling, and crying, and more yelling and crying) we eventually worked it out.  But I want to share my wisdom with you and hopefully prevent you from making the same mistakes we did.

I have put together a short quiz to see how you will rate in dealing with the hormonal blow outs that may occur.  Choose the answer that best describes what you would do and keep track of them.  At the end, see how you did.  Will you be a champion at supporting your wife and have her bragging to all her friends about how wonderful you are?  Let's find out.

Mood Swing Scenario Quiz

1.  You're watching TV together and a commercial comes on for baby lotion.  You look over at your wife and notice she's crying.  Do you:
A. Start laughing hysterically.
B. Sit there uncomfortably in silence, unsure of what to do.
C. Hand her a box of tissues and say "I can't wait either.  You are going to be a fantastic mother."

2.  You're talking together when all of a sudden your wife gets quiet.  You ask her what's wrong and she says she thinks she's having a hormonal moment because she took offense to something you said but doesn't think you meant anything by it.  Do you:
A. Immediately start arguing with her for being upset when you didn't do anything wrong.
B. Just sit there uncomfortably in silence.
C. Calmly reassure her that you weren't trying to offend her and ask if there is anything you can do to help.

3.  You walk into the bedroom to find your wife sitting on the bed crying, holding her wedding rings in her hand.  You ask her what's wrong and she says her rings don't fit anymore and she feels like a fat cow.  Do you:
A. Start laughing hysterically and tell her she's being stupid, it's just water weight from the pregnancy.
B. Sit next to her and say nothing.
C. Kneel on the floor in front of her and tell her she is as beautiful as the day you got married, and suggest putting the rings on a necklace so she can still wear them.

4.  You're eating breakfast when your wife suddenly goes running for the bathroom to throw up.  Do you:
A. Slam your fork down and say thanks for ruining my appetite!
B. Sit there frozen, trying to block out the sound of her vomiting.
C. Go running after her to help hold her hair back.

5.  Your wife just got done cleaning the kitchen and asks you to take out the garbage.  You are watching TV and say sure thing, but decide to wait until a commercial comes on.  Twenty minutes later, you hear the lid to the garbage can slam to the floor and realize you had forgotten all about it.  You listen as she tears the bag from the can and goes storming outside, slamming the door on her way out.  When she comes back in do you:
A. Immediately start arguing with her, saying you were going to do it after the show was over.
B. Just sit there, unsure of what to do.
C. Go to her and apologize for forgetting about the trash.  Tell her the kitchen looks great and ask if there is anything you can do to help her.

Results

If your answers were mostly A's, you failed miserably.  If you don't learn some patience and grow a thicker skin then it is going to be a VERY long nine months (or more) for you.  Try to be more supportive of your wife and keep in mind that this is a hard time for her and she's relying on you to help her through it.

If your answers were mostly B's, you need a kick in the butt.  While doing nothing may seem like a good idea, it can often backfire on you.  Instead of trying to ignore the situation, try to comfort your wife in any way you can.  Ask her if there is anything you can do to help her as often as you can.  This may help avoid some of these scenarios in the future.

If your answers were mostly C's, congratulations!  You are the husband that wives love to brag about to their family and friends.  Keep up the good work!

No matter what your results were, just remember, this is temporary (though it may seem like it will never end).  You don't want to say or do anything that may cause irreparable harm to your marriage.  This is supposed to be a happy time, for both of you.  Enjoy it!  Soon you will have a new baby that will change your lives forever.  Don't waste these few months you have left by arguing all the time.  If you go the extra mile to make your wife happy trust me, she will appreciate it immensely!

I hope you have found this helpful.  Good luck!

Insomnia and FUNNY Commercial

They say every pregnancy is different, and boy did they hit the nail on the head with that one!  My nausea finally started going away, only to be replaced with insomnia.  It doesn't matter how tired I am, as soon as I hit the pillows I am wide awake.  Yay fun fun!

Needless to say I have been catching up on some tv shows on demand.  I came across this hilarious tv commercial for Luvs diapers that had me laughing hysterically and running for the bathroom so I wouldn't have an accident.  If you are a mom and have breastfed, you'll get the joke.  I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

Surprise!

Sorry for the gap in between posts.  For the past week I've been feeling under the weather.  This has been made doubly difficult because my 14 month old doesn't understand why I'm not laughing and crawling around on the floor with her like I usually do during playtime.  Instead I feel tired all the time, really nauseous every time I eat something, and running for the bathroom more times than I want to admit.  Doesn't really make for a fun playmate for a toddler now does it?

I finally broke down and took a pregnancy test.  Then proceeded to do a happy dance in my bathroom.  Yep, that's right, I'm pregnant!  I'm super excited, and scared to death all at the same time.  Yay hormones!

Keeping up with my toddler is a full time job.  It will be interesting to see how well I can manage keeping her happy and entertained without burning myself out.  The hardest part, and my biggest worry, is picking her up.  Sure its not a problem now, but once the belly comes and I'm carrying more weight in my front, I'm worried that I may hurt my back by trying to handle the weight of a toddler AND a belly (and super heavy boobs, my goodness they are huge already!).  It hurts just thinking about it.

So, in the weeks to come you can expect to see posts on pregnancy tips as I brush up on my research.  My two staples are babycenter.com and What To Expect When You're Expecting.  They are invaluable resources when it comes to pregnancy.  Though I will offer a word of advice about the book.  Make sure you read it with a thick skin.  It is a guideline and does not mean that everything in it will happen during your pregnancy.  But it does try to prepare you for the good and the bad and everything in between that may or may not happen to you.  That's why after reading a section on my current stage of pregnancy I would immediately go to babycenter.com to read what they had to say.  It helped alleviate a LOT of stress.

So, off I go to brush up on foods to stay away from during pregnancy.  Its one of the hardest parts of pregnancy for me as I LOVE food!  Until next time...

Teething Signs, Tips, and Tricks

Most babies start getting their teeth between 4 and 7 months old.  The tricky part is identifying the signs of teething which can show up long before their first tooth.  This is a rough time for both you and your child.  But trust me, it will be over before you know it.  When those pearly whites finally do come in it will be well worth the struggle.

 

This is her "teeth" smile on her first birthday, ten teeth already!



Signs of teething can vary, but the most common are: increased drool, red swollen gums, chewing on fingers a LOT, runny nose (usually molars and top teeth), increased irritability, and waking up several times during the night.  Some of the more serious and less common symptoms can include diarrhea, vomiting, and fever.  If your baby has any of these more serious symptoms, contact your pediatrician for steps to take to prevent dehydration.

There are lots of things you can do to ease their pain during the day.  Teething rings are always a good choice (you can make them even more enjoyable by keeping them in the fridge so they are nice and cold).  If your baby is eating solids, some cold baby fruit or baby yogurt works well too.  This was one of my favorites.  I would keep jars of baby food fruits in the fridge.  Apples, bananas, blueberry apple, any fruit.  On days when she was super fussy, I would feed her a jar of the cold fruit and it usually did the trick to soothe her gums.  Another great tip is to use a wet washcloth.  Get a CLEAN washcloth, run it under cold water (or put a damp one in the fridge to get it nice and cold), then give to your baby to chomp on.  This does wonders to help relieve the pain in their sore gums.

At night however the only thing that worked for me was to give her baby Motrin an hour before bedtime (I didn't resort to this until two weeks of no sleep, then I finally gave in). If she woke up during the night it was only when the Motrin wore off. Another dose and a few spoonfuls of COLD banana baby food (cold helps soothe their gums and the food helps prevent an upset tummy), then some rocking and humming and back to sleep in 20 minutes. Now, when the tooth/teeth start to break through (my daughter got her first 8 at the same time) your baby will give a shriek that will make your heart stop (at least mine did). After doing an Olympic style jump over the baby gate and running at the speed of light (slight exaggeration) I scooped her up and saw the beginning of teeth poking through.  So I grabbed a CLEAN washcloth, ran it under cold water and let her chew on it to soothe her gums. She eventually calmed down and went back to sleep.  It took ME over an hour to calm down and get the sound of her shriek to stop ringing in my head.

I hope this was helpful to you.  If you have a funny teething story that you would like to share, please do so!

Labor to Delivery: My Story

Every woman has their own unique story about the birth of their child.  For some lucky women, the process goes fairly quickly.  I am not one of those women.  I was admitted to the hospital on a Friday night, and finally had a c-section that Sunday morning.  Luckily, I managed to take down some notes during the process so that I could remember what happened and how I felt.  This is my story.

December 16, 2011

10:30 am

I’ve been having some contractions this morning.  I'm pretty sure that's what they are anyway.  They are different than the ones I have feltin the past.  It starts with a tinglingin my sides.  Then my whole belly doesthis involuntary suck in thing (like when you suck in trying to fit into a pairof jeans that are just a size too small).  Then everything relaxes after a little bit.  So far they are sporadic.  But I'm writing down the times so I can keeptrack.  They don't hurt, they are justweird.  It could be something. It couldbe nothing.  Could just be gas for all Iknow.  Will see what happens.

Since my doctor is out of town this week, with my luck I'm probably going into labor.  Just perfect.  So instead of the doctor that I have grown to trust over nine months, I will get his substitute doctor whom I have never met.  Okay, that thought caused my stress level to skyrocket, so we'll switch over to happy thoughts....and ice cream.  :-)

2:30 pm

Well, the contractions are starting to last longer and arebecoming more intense.  They don’t reallyhurt if I’m sitting down, but if I’m walking they are a little painful.  I called my doctor’s office to see what theysuggest I do.  Their rule of thumb fromthe beginning has always been when contractions are five minutes apart for anhour, then its time to go to the hospital. Okay, so mine are ten minutes apart. If they are going to have to let a different doctor know, maybe theywill want some time for a heads up. Unfortunately, when I called my doctor's office, it just rang and rang.  No voicemail or answering service pickedup.  So, I called my doctor’s cellphone.  It went straight tovoicemail.  I left a brief messagedescribing the contractions, that they were ten minutes apart and becoming moreintense, and asked him to call me back with instructions with what to do sinceno one at his office was answering the phones. Not knowing what else to do, I looked up the doctor who is filling infor mine while he is gone and found his office number.  Yep, that's right, they didn't even give me his number.  Customer service at its finest!

His office picked up after only two rings.  I spoke with a very nice young woman namedClaudia.  When I was done describing whatwas going on with me, she only had one thing to say: “Hang up the phone and goto the hospital, RIGHT NOW!”  I told herwhich hospital and gave her my cell phone number and promised to meet thedoctor there.  Next I called my mom andtold her that we were heading for the hospital. She said she already had her bag packed and was leaving shortly.

We were all set to go.  My husband was putting my bag in the truck as I was taking a last look at our home.  That's when the panic set in.  Am I ready for this?  Will I be a good mother?  What if something happens?  Who the hell is this doctor anyway?  What if he isn't any good?  What am I going to do?  All these questions were racing through my mind.  I was standing in the dining room, holding onto a chair, frozen.  My husband wrapped his arms around me, and said exactly what I needed to hear.  Everything is going to be okay, just breathe.  Yeah, just breathe.  I can do that.

5 pm

We arrived at the hospital a little after 5pm.  I had just gotten out of my truck when my mompulled up.  What excellent timing!  Together, we all went to triage and signed mein.  They took me back and hooked me upto a fetal monitor to monitor my contractions and the baby’s movements.  The nurse did a vaginal exam.  She said I wasn’t dilated at all, but shewanted to see what the fetal monitor showed. Only one person was allowed back with me, so Eddie and Mom took turnssitting with me.   A little over an hour later, they admittedme, though not because they thought I was in full out labor.  The nurse said she wanted to send me home, but was worried about my blood pressure being so high.  Um, ok???  According to the fetal monitor, mycontractions were two to four minutes apart. And they were going to send me home?  I don't think so.  I told the nurse I would rather stay in case something happened.  She agreed and the process began.  Woo hoo! 

We all make the tripupstairs to my new room and get settled in. They again hook me up to a fetal monitor and we wait.  The hardest thing about pregnancy is that you are always waiting!  We waited nine long months for this.  And now that its toward the end, each hour seems like a week.  Impatient?  Me?  Nah....okay maybe a little.

A fewhours later, they do another vaginal exam, but I’m still not dilated atall.  The contractions aren't that painful, but they decide to give me someAmbien to help me sleep and they would check me again in the morning.  With this decided, mom heads for home, andEddie sets up the couch in our hospital room to sleep for the night.  The worst part of the whole thing wastrying to get up to go to the bathroom. I’d have to scramble out of bed, unhook my tubes from the fetal monitor,and carry my IV rack thingy into the bathroom, all so I can go pee.  Now imagine trying to do this while under theinfluence of a sleeping pill.  Oh yeah,it was tons of fun!  I couldn’t waituntil morning.

But the best part was being able to fall asleep to the soundof Annabelle’s heart beat coming from the fetal monitor.  It was amazing!  Looking back, I should have recorded it.  I LOVE that sound!

 

December 17, 2011

Saturday morning comes and I was impatiently waiting for thevaginal exam, hoping that some progress had been made during the night.  But, alas, still not dilated.  So they tell me no more food or drinks otherthan water, and they hook me up to IV fluids and Pitocin to try to force thelabor to progress.  After a few hours onthe Pitocin, the contractions became non-stop and boy were they powerful.  It just made the whole process of getting upto go to the bathroom that much more fun. Unfortunately, with them pumping me full of IV fluids, by the time I gotback into bed from the bathroom, I had to pee again.  During one of the times that the nurses camein to check on my vitals, she commented on the contraction readings and askedhow I was doing.  I said I was hanging inthere, but wished that the contraction I had been having for the last fifteenminutes would end.  She took pity on meand offered me some Demerol (spelling?) to help me deal with the pain.  Thinking ahead, she also gave me something toprevent nausea, the main side effect of the pain meds.  It does not take long at all for that stuffto kick in.  Pain?  What pain? All I felt was happy, giddy, silly, and of course, the urge to pee.  Usually receiving pain medication will slowdown the contractions that are associated with labor.  Well, according to the fetal monitor theywere still coming in one right after the other, I just wasn’t feeling any ofthem.  Yay!

 

Towards the end of the day, they performed another vaginalexam, and still I was not dilated at all. They said my cervix felt a little looser, but only a teeny tiny littlebit.  So they take me off the Pitocin anddecide to insert something vaginally that will release a drug during the nightthat will hopefully loosen my cervix so that when they hook me back up toPitocin again the next day it will be more effective.  Oh goody, I get to do this againtomorrow.  But, with the Pitocin beingdisconnected, I was finally able to eat some real food.  Off to the cafeteria we go.  I haven’t had solid food since lunch theprevious day, and boy were my eyes bigger than my stomach.  But I didn’t care.  So, I thoroughly enjoyed my plate of chickentenders, french fries, grilled cheese sandwich, and broccoli cheese bites.  Hey, it seemed like a good idea at thetime.  I couldn’t even eat half of whatwas on my plate.  By the time I made itback up to my room I was so exhausted that I instantly went to sleep.

The next time I woke up, I was told the doc would be comingto my room to talk to me.  He did anothervaginal exam, again commenting on how far back my cervix was lying (the nursesthat had been doing my pelvic exams had trouble finding it because it was sofar back).  He felt around it and saidthat he could feel quite a bit of scar tissue and asked if I had had anysurgeries.  I told him yes, three totalabout ten years ago, all within the same year: two cryo surgeries where theyfreeze your cervix and one leep surgery where they use electricity to burn awaya layer of the cervix.  This was doneto prevent infection after I had an ovarian cyst the size of a golf ball burst on me.  This apparently was behind the mystery of mylabor not progressing properly.  Thedoctor explained that all of this scar tissue was holding the cervix closed andpreventing me from dilating.  He stillwanted to try the insertion of the drug overnight to see if it would helploosen things any.  But he said if itdidn’t work well enough, rather than doing another day of Pitocin he wouldrather see me get an epidural first thing in the morning and we would discussthe possibility of doing a c-section. Either way, he said, you will be having this baby tomorrow.

Tomorrow, ironically, is my due date.  So, baby girl, looks like you will be cominginto this world right on time.  Myinitial excitement was drowned out by the ambien and pain meds they gave me totry to lessen the side effects of the drugs that were inserted vaginally.  Sleep came very quickly.

December 18, 2011

I woke up in the middle of the night to a beeping noise.  The fetal monitor had run out of paper and the machine was emitting this annoying beep that reminded me of the fryers at McDonald's.  I hit the nurse call button and waited.  I had Eddie pick up the fetal monitor readout off the floor.  The last reading just before it ran out of paper was a little over two hours ago.  After fifteen minutes, I hit the button again.  And again in another ten.  Then I started getting a little panicky.  Where the hell is the nurse?  Did they abandon me?  I thought they were supposed to check on me.  What if something happens?  Just as I get myself all worked up, a nurse walks in.  Not my normal nurse, Debbie, who had been helping me with everything (she was amazing!).  This one walks up, looks at me and says "What's the problem?".  Keep in mind the machine is still beeping.  Me being the smart ass that I am look right at her and say "I'm no expert, but I'm pretty sure the fetal monitor is not supposed to be making that noise."  She sighs, yes sighs, and walks over to it.  "Oh, its out of paper." She changes it and says, "Is that it?"  Uh, yeah, that's it.  Thanks a bunch.  Sorry for being such an inconvenience.

Morning comes and nurse Debbie walks in.  I tell her what happened and her jaw drops to the floor.  After apologizing profusely, she politely excuses herself, promising to be right back.  She comes back in ten minutes, pulls up a chair and sits down next to the bed.  "I am going to be your private nurse for the rest of the day.  Your doctor will be in to check on you in an hour or so."  Since we had enough time, my husband left to go feed the dogs and make sure they were okay.  With him gone, I turned to nurse Debbie.

A week ago I got my first hemorrhoid, and boy was it a doozy!  It was very painful and made me scared to have a bowel movement.  As you know, with pregnancy comes constipation.  Well, I was constipated when I was admitted and had been complaining about it to nurse Debbie.  The bed they had me on had this very annoying lumbar thingy that sits right under your butt.  Its great if you need to have a baby and need some leverage so you don't slide around.  But its horrible when you are constipated because it pushes right on it, making the feeling that you need to go that much more intense.  But I couldn't go!

So, I brought it up again to nurse Debbie after my husband left.  She looked at me and asked if the evening nurse had given me anything for it.  I said no, the only time I saw her was when the machine ran out of paper.  She said a few choice curse words that I will not repeat but will admit made me smile.  Since I might be having a c-section today she couldn't give me any medicine for it.  But she could give me an enema.  Um, what is that?  Basically, you shoot water up there and loosen everything up and then it forces EVERYTHING out.  Cool, lets do it.  I don't care, I just want to poop.  I told her about my hemorrhoid and she offered to do it for me.  I agreed.  We did it.  And I am proud to say I made it all the way from the bed to the toilet without spilling anything.  Wahoo!  After a few minutes she told me to stop holding it in and just let go.  I was so happy I started crying, thanking her profusely.  She started singing the poopy song (which she admitted she sings with her three year old when she goes).  It was gross and neat and wonderful.  Did I mention how amazing nurse Debbie was?

That finished, I clean up and get back into bed.  The lumbar thingy was no longer painful, it was quite comfortable actually.

A short while later, the doctor walks in, asks how I'm doing.  I am doing fantastic!!!  Nurse Debbie and I share a smile but don't let him in on the joke.  He does a vaginal exam and tells me that I have not progressed any and he would like to do a c-section.  I say ok.  He says great lets go.  NO!  My husband isn't here!  You can't do it without him!  Right then, my mom walks in.  Yay Mom!  The doctor agrees to wait fifteen minutes, but that we couldn't wait much more than that.  Okay.  I try to call Eddie, and his phone is sitting on the table in my hospital room.  Great.  Thank god my mom was there!  She assures me everything will be fine and that he will make it in time.  I look at nurse Debbie and ask if she will stay with me during the surgery.  She said yep, after what happened last night she was not leaving my side.  My mom gave us a quizzical look so we filled her in.  She handled it well, thanking nurse Debbie for looking after me.

The doc comes back and says we have to go.  Right as I open my mouth to say no, Eddie walks in.  Okay, lets go.  I didn't even have to get up.  They just wheeled the bed out the door and down the hall to the surgery section.  Neat!  We get to the waiting room, the room where they will bring the baby while they are stitching me closed.  They hand Eddie a smurf outfit and put a blue cap on me.  It was super stylish.

 

 

They ask Eddie and Mom to wait there while they wheel me over to surgery and put the epidural in.  Only one of them was allowed in during the surgery, so Mom had to wait by herself for a while.  Once the epidural was in, Eddie joined me and grabbed my hand.  They had a sheet up so I wouldn't be able to see anything, thank goodness.  They made sure I was numb and then they started.  I couldn't feel anything!  It was great!

That is until the doctor said the scariest words I've ever heard in my life.  "The cord is wrapped around her neck."  I held my breath.  I know it was only a few seconds, but it seemed like hours.  When she finally cried out it was the best sound I had ever heard in my life!  It was music to my ears.  And boy did she have a set of lungs!  I couldn't see her, but I could hear her, and I knew everything was going to be okay. 

Eddie, as promised, was taking pictures like a mad man.  That is until they handed her to him.  He gave the nurse his camera and they took a picture of the first time I saw her.

She was so beautiful!  I started crying.  Eddie and the baby left to go get all her measurements and stuff.  I called out to the anesthesiologist that I was crying and couldn't breathe.  She came into view and said everything was okay, I could go to sleep if I wanted.  Hey, that sounds like a great idea.  It seemed like only a few minutes, but I was told it was closer to an hour that they woke me up and told me we were going to see the baby.  They wheel me in, and the shock takes hold.  I was freezing and I start shaking like crazy!  They throw blankets on me.  When that doesn't work they put this garbage bag looking thing over me from the neck down and start blowing hot air into it, inflating it like a balloon.  Ahhh, warmth.  The nurses tell me I can't hold the baby until I'm done shaking.  So I try to get it under control.  A little difficult when you're still numb.

Finally, the shaking subsides and I can hold my baby girl.  She is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen!  I start crying again as I hold her tight and kiss her.  Got to love those hormones!  She is perfect!

That is my story.  I hope you enjoyed it.  If you would like to share your story with me, please email me.  I would love to hear it!

 

Dogs and Babies

Peanut

A new baby can be a difficult transition for our four legged friends.  Start as early as possible with any new rules that you may want to enforce.  The sooner you start, the sooner they will get the idea that things are going to change. 

Here are some tips to help prepare your dog(s) for the arrival of the newest member of your family:

1. Sleeping arrangments.  If your dogs are sleeping with you, its time to break the habit.  During your pregnancy you do not want a dog jumping on your belly during the night.  And when your baby gets here, you don't want to have to worry about tripping over the dog while you are rushing to the bassinet to soothe your crying baby.  To keep them out of your room, either close your door, or put up a baby gate.  Set up a pet bed where you want them to sleep and encourage them each night to lay in it.  Eventually they will get the idea.

2.  Make the nursery off limits.  As a pet owner we know that no matter how much we vaccuum, sweep, or mop the pet hair is never ending.  So to keep the nursery nice and clean, make it off limits to your pets.  Either close the door or set up a baby gate (you can never have too many) to teach them that the room is a no dog zone.

3. Get them used to baby noises.  Turn on TLC or any of the other educational networks that have shows about babies.  When there is a baby crying, turn it up and see how the dogs react.  If they start barking, try to correct them and assure them that its okay.  This will be super helpful when the baby starts crying at 2am for a feeding. 

4.  Practice baby etiquette.  Get a baby doll from the store and wrap it up in a blanket.  When you watch tv in the living room, hold the doll like you will your new baby.  Let your dog check it out.  Encourage good behavior with key words (good job, good boy/girl, etc.).  Correct behavior that you don't like, also using key words (no, down, no kisses, etc.).  Be sure to use the same words repeatedly for good and corrective behavior.  It may take some patience, but soon your dog will know what you expect of them when around a baby.

Seven months pregnant and getting licked by Scrappy during our playtime outside

 

5.  Set aside dog time.  When the baby arrives you will be focused on the baby.  Your dog won't understand the lack of attention, just as an older sibling wouldn't.  During your last few months of pregnancy, start distancing yourself from your pet.  Set aside a time each day, whether its 30 minutes or an hour, to just sit with them and show them some love to let them know they haven't been forgotten and are still loved.  This will go a long way with your pet and will prevent depression later when your baby arrives.  If you get into the habit while you are still pregnant then it will be a breeze to keep up when the baby comes home.

6.  Baby blanket.  While at the hospital, your baby will be wrapped in a blanket.  Have your spouse take the blanket home and let your dog(s) smell it.  If you can, wrap the baby doll in it and then let them smell it.  This will familiarize them with the scent of your baby so they will recognize it when your baby comes home.  Do NOT let them take it from you or use it as a toy.  It is just for smelling.  All the excitement will get out of the way ahead of time so it will be somewhat less chaotic when you get home.  I say only somewhat because they will have missed you terribly! 

7.  Practice with the baby.  Same as you did with the doll, sit while holding your baby and let your dog check it out.  Since you've already trained them on expected etiquette, now you get to see the fruits of your labor.

8. NEVER leave your baby alone with a dog!  Enough said.

I hope this post was helpful to both you and your four legged friend.  If you have any other tips or tricks, please leave a comment!

Cradle Cap 101

After nine long months of waiting for your bundle of joy to arrive they are finally here. Absolutely beautiful! Ten fingers, ten toes, perfect little face, perfect little nose....and the top of their head looks like a snake trying to shed its skin.

Don't panic. Your baby is not going to morph into a mini Godzilla and try to climb tall buildings.  This is perfectly normal.  It is called cradle cap.

Cradle cap, otherwise known as infantile seborrheic dermatitis, is very common in newborn babies.  Sometimes it can last for a few weeks, others it can last up to a year or more.  Its harmless and is not contagious.  Also, it is not a sign of poor hygiene, so don't go crazy with the bathing.

The exact cause for cradle cap is unknown but it is believed that it is hormone related from the mother during pregnancy.

There are a TON of methods for getting rid of cradle cap.  It seems that every mom I asked had a different answer.  Everything from olive oil to special shampoo, even baking soda!  Yikes!  However, I found that the easiest method is just using a brush.  When bathing, be sure to rinse out all the shampoo, then gently brush your's baby's head with a towel or SOFT brush while it is still damp.  This will help loosen the scales and allow you to brush them off.  It might take a few weeks, but eventually it gets it all.  You don't want to brush too hard or too often as it might irritate it and hurt your baby.  But a little patience and a light touch goes a long way.

Now if you notice any bleeding, or if it starts to spread to other areas of the body or becomes itchy and red, you will want to go to your doctor to get it checked out.  But in most cases it is completely harmless and will go away over time.

I hope you found this post helpful!  :-)