Veggies, Water and Wiggling

Claire had her six-month appointment last week, and she now weighs 16 lbs, 11 oz, and is 27″ long, which means that she is in the 92nd percentile for height (last appointment she was in the 99th percentile!) and 65th percentile for weight. I asked if that was okay, and the doctor confirmed that it was totally fine.

To be honest, I thought that she weighed more than 16 lbs. Given how my muscles sometimes ache after carrying her around a lot, I was thinking closer to 20 lbs. Then again, she is moving around more these days, both in her exersaucer and in other ways – but more on that a little later.

The needle segment of the appointment SUCKED. I mean, it’s never pleasant to watch your child be stuck with pointy sharp needles, but it was even worse this time, at six months, than it ever was before. Maybe my hormones were raging and I found it harder to witness, but I think it had more to do with the fact that Claire was staring at me, red-faced, and screaming bloody murder – so loudly, in fact, that one of the other doctors in the clinic came to find out what the hell was going on. Yup, that’s my daughter, all right: she will let you, and everyone in the immediate vicinity, know when she is pissed off! She ended up getting THREE needles this time: the regular two that she got at two and four months, and then the flu shot which had just come into the clinic (I also got the flu shot that day since we were there anyway; it didn’t seem to make Claire feel any better seeing her mother get poked with a needle as well).

Unfortunately, since a baby’s immune system isn’t as developed as an adult’s, Claire will have to go back next month to get a second flu shot. But then her nine-month appointment will be needle-free (YAY!), and she won’t have to get any more vaccinations until she is 12 months. And I know that if I thought that six months was hard, I will be a complete mess at a year!

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We started Claire on cereal at 5 months. Although she certainly improved her eating skills over time, she really didn’t seem all that keen on eating from a spoon. I even tried her with a mixed grain cereal with fruit, but she wasn’t impressed. I figured that she just found it much easier and more convenient to have a bottle, and to some extent I think she still feels that way. But then we started adding some other foods to her cereal.

She wasn’t too taken on the bananas or apple sauce. It made for some funny facial expressions though! The first night we gave her the apples, she would take the spoon in, wrinkle her nose, and then shudder a little bit. It was priceless!

What she did seem to enjoy quite a bit, both mixed in with her cereal and by itself, was butternut squash, and the sweet potatoes (which we just started last night) are a close second.

One thing Claire is REALLY big on is water. Now that she’s six months, I can give her a tiny bit (as in 1 ounce) each day. I don’t give it to her everyday, but I am trying to get her used to drinking from a sippy cup and even just from the cup part itself. When I do give it to her, she is devastated when she has finished and will sometimes whine and cry a little when I bring the cup over to the sink to be washed later. Thankfully, she is also easily distracted at this age so it doesn’t usually last long!

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Claire’s ability to sit up on her own has been developing rather quickly. It feels like it was just yesterday that I had to sit behind her to hold her up a bit when she was sitting on her bum. Then, all of a sudden, she was able to hold herself up! She still topples over a lot, so I need to put pillows around her (although there are times when she still manages to find a spot with no pillows – thank goodness for those connect-a-mats!).

She has also been trying to crawl for awhile now. She used to simply roll onto her belly and would then flop her arms and legs around, resembling a non-swimmer trying to swim, and would get easily frustrated. Neal or I would have to go over and flip her back onto her back, which often didn’t make her any happier, or pick her up and put her somewhere else – like strapped into her seat!

Lately, though, she has been perfecting her ability. She does this funny wiggling/slithering movement where she plants her face against her arms on the floor (or sometimes directly on the floor/mats), raises her bum into the air, and tries to launch herself forward. I noticed a couple of times that she was able to move maybe half-an-inch – typically closer to a toy – but that was it. She is also quite good at being able to turn herself around to face a different direction when she is on her belly.

One afternoon last week, I had her sitting on her mats playing with some toys. As I poured some formula into her bottle, I noticed that she had flopped backwards, onto the pillows behind her. In the time it took for me to check the warming bottle and go pee, she managed to move herself from her spot on the mats to the hardwood floor, where she then flipped onto her back (and thank god she didn’t seem to hit her head on the hardwood!).

NOT where I left her!

That’s happened a couple of times since, including today, when she managed to move herself from the mats onto the carpet. As she tends to do this when I’m not looking, I don’t know exactly how she is accomplishing this – either through rolling over and over, or from her wiggling/slithering motion – but all I know is that I can no longer assume that my daughter will be in the same spot where I left her when I step out of the living room for a second or two!

So I am now plagued by nightmarish images of Claire “suddenly” learning how to crawl (in the same way that she seemed to “suddenly” develop the ability to sit more or less unassisted) and toppling down the stairs when I’m not looking. Thankfully, we bought a baby gate awhile ago, so I emailed Neal this morning to inform him that he will be installing that very soon. Perhaps tonight!

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Much To Be Thankful For

This past weekend held some double-goodness. For one, it was Thanksgiving and Neal’s parents were coming down for the weekend. For another, Claire celebrated her half-birthday!

The weather was absolutely gorgeous and felt more like summer than autumn, but we were still able to enjoy the colourful leaves. Neal’s parents arrived on Saturday afternoon, and we just took it easy and allowed them to enjoy their grand-daughter. On Sunday, we all slept in (thank you Claire!) a little bit, Neal made us french toast, and I got the turkey in the oven. One of the things I love about a turkey is that it’s much like the slow cooker: you do a bit of work at the beginning, but then once you put it in the oven there is little to be done until the very end.

Since it was such a beautiful, hot day, we packed Claire up in her stroller and we all went for a nice long walk. We stopped at Tim Horton’s for lunch, then continued on to the Cole Harbour Heritage Farm. Neal and I went there for the first time last year, but by then it had closed down for the season so the animals had all been moved to their winter homes.

Claire really enjoyed riding the horsey!

There is an old house at the farm as well with plenty of historic objects inside.

That evening, after having worked up quite the appetite from having gone on a nice long walk, we sat down and ate a nice big turkey dinner!

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I always look forward to my in-laws coming down on a long weekend, but then all of a sudden, the weekend has flown by and they have to get ready to back home.

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In other news, how can it be that Claire is already six months old? Don’t get me wrong – she is so much fun as she is so alert and easy to play with, and I love seeing all of the changes and developments. But it also means that I am now over halfway through my maternity leave (::SOB::)! I really do enjoy my job, and part of me will enjoy going back and having some more adult interaction, but I know I will also miss Claire terribly, and I don’t really relish the idea of only having a couple of hours to spend with my daughter each weekday evening.

Time just flies by so quickly. It’s hard to believe that Claire has gone from this:

… to this:

… in such a short period of time!

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Weighty Issues

I have never been one to be overly worried about my weight. Sure, there have been times when I have gained a few more pounds than I would like and I haven’t been super pleased with my body image, but it’s never been a huge concern of mine. My weight tends to fluctuate anyway.

When I was pregnant, I absolutely LOVED my body. I remember reading about how some women have trouble dealing with their increasing size, but I just loved it. I was really happy that I “popped” early because it was so awesome to look in the mirror and see this belly growing in size, knowing that a precious life was being cradled inside. Even when I was at 40+ weeks and I was HUGE –

– I loved it.

Then I had Claire, and of course I didn’t really expect to suddenly be down to my pre-pregnancy size right away. I did start slimming down pretty quickly… and then it just stopped. And not where I would have liked for it to stop.

Now, I know what they said – it took me 9 months to get as big as I did, and it will take at least 9 months, if not longer, to get back down to where I was before. I KNOW. I also know that pregnancy can completely change your body so that what fit you before now looks ridiculous. I know all of this, but when I’m trying on some of my pre-pregnancy clothes – and not even the really tiny ones from when I was really small (see above re weight fluctuation) – or I’m standing in a dressing room trying an already-larger size and these items DON’T FIT ME, well, I’m usually about ready to cry. Or pull on a pair of jogging pants and a sweatshirt, remove all mirrors from the house and stay inside forever.

People tell me that I look great, and I appreciate that. But it doesn’t change the fact that other than buying a few items right after I had Claire when summer was starting and I had absolutely nothing to wear (and therefore not long after having had Claire), I have not bought anything for myself since my pregnancy. I’ve tried on many things, but they’re too snug around my hips and thighs, or they show that lovely post-pregnancy jiggly bulging W-shaped belly through the fabric. And so I leave the dressing room and when my husband suggests simply trying on a larger size, I snap that I’m not willing to go up TWO SIZES. (And then I feel bad because he is just trying to help)

And it’s not like I’m just sitting around the house eating bon-bons. I have an almost-six-month-old to play with and carry around. We go for walks almost everyday, weather-permitting. I went to those mom-and-baby exercise classes for awhile. Now I try to go to the gym a couple of evenings a week. I eat pretty well.

And yet, I seem to be stuck. I need to lose at least 20 lbs to get back to where I was at the very beginning of my pregnancy, which was still the higher end of my “normal”. And although I’m certainly not old, I am almost 32 years old, and we all know that one’s metabolism slows down as you get older (unless you’re my sister who has a metabolism any woman would covet), so I can’t help but wonder if it’s going to be even harder for me to lose the weight and firm up.

But I also realize that I’m doing what I can, and I need to accept myself the way I am right now and I needed to bite the bullet and go out and buy some clothes that fit me properly instead of just giving up. Maternity Leave + Bathroom Renos = Tight Cash, however, so I went to a second-hand shop and bought a bunch of shirts and sweaters. I’m wearing one of those shirts today and, although yes I would like to slim down, I do feel a lot better.

PS: For the record, I didn’t post this in search of compliments to boost my ego. I know I am not the only woman who feels this way post-pregnancy, so I thought I would share so that it might make others feel a little better, just knowing there are others who feel that way.

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Someone Should be Sleeping

I’m sitting here on the couch listening to Claire move back and forth between babbling and fussing in her crib when she should be sleeping. We’re trying to get her to go to bed a little earlier since she isn’t napping as much as she was as a newborn, so I expect there to be some difficulty as she adjusts to a variation in her schedule. Right now I start getting her ready for bed around 8:30 or so with the hope that I will be leaving her room and closing the door around 9pm. It is now 10pm.

Another change is that I’m trying to teach her – or get her to learn since I don’t know how much active teaching I’m doing in this regard – how to fall asleep on her own. When she was a newborn, I certainly didn’t expect her to know how to fall asleep on her own except when she did so by accident, so I would rock her and rock her and rock her some more until I felt relatively certain that she was asleep. More often than not, during those first few weeks, her eyes would spring open and a wail would come flying forth from her mouth the second I eased her onto the mattress. I carried that habit of rocking her to sleep forward; most of the time it wasn’t a big deal because she would be half-asleep by the time she finished her bottle so it would only take a few extra minutes of rocking her in her room before I could sneak out.

But I kept reading about how I wasn’t doing either one of us any favours by doing that, and that makes sense. As much as I love cuddling with my daughter, I don’t want to have to rock her to sleep when she’s five or fifteen. So now I give her the bottle, burp her, sing a couple of songs, cradle and rock her for a couple of minutes so that we can have our snuggle time, and then I lay her down in her crib. Right now, she usually needs a soother to help her get to sleep, but I hope to wean her off of that in the future – baby steps, right?

I started this whole letting-her-fall-asleep-on-her-own thing last Thursday – it wasn’t my intention to start it that night (I usually like to try new things on weekends so that I have the extra help of my hubby), but she just wouldn’t go to sleep. Finally I just gave up, plopped the soother in her mouth and hoped for the best. And it worked! It was maybe ten minutes later that I realized I hadn’t heard anything on the monitor for the past five minutes. And really, it was relatively easy each night after that. Oh sure, Neal and I had to go in a couple of times when I first laid her down to retrieve the soother from where she had lost it and put it back in her mouth, pat her belly and stroke the top of her head, but really, it was quite easy.

Tonight though? Oy. She seemed to have a bit of gas so she wouldn’t take the bottle very well – I basically had to give her the bottle, then burp her, then more bottle and more burping, lather-rinse-repeat. And although she was very obviously tired, she fought sleep, as babies are wont to do. Neal and I have gone in a few times but…

… oooh. I think it’s been pretty quiet over the monitor for the past few minutes! Shall I dare hope? I guess I’ll go brush my teeth and get into bed and hope that she keeps sleeping!

Goodnight!

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Ode to the Video Store

This may sound silly, but I have to admit to feeling sad about Blockbuster going into receivership. At first, some of the Canadian stores (such as our neighbourhood Blockbuster) remained open, but now all of them are closing. And it’s not so much the fact that Blockbuster in particular is closing. But the end of Blockbuster signals the end of all video stores.

I have been a “movie person” for as long as I can remember. My sister and I spent summers with our grandmother up in Rawdon, and we hung around the same group of friends, and I have very distinct memories of going to the local video store to pick out a movie. My memory may be skewed, but it seems to me that it was often a horror movie because the older kids (which included Sherry but not me) would win out. My friend Amy and I, as the two youngest in the group, wanted to be viewed as “grown up”, so we would go along with it and force ourselves to sit down in the living room with everyone else to watch it; nine times out of ten, we ended up leaving when the scary stuff started and we’d play games until it was over.

And then there is my current neighbourhood video store which is, in fact, a Blockbuster. Before we had Claire, Neal and I would usually save Fridays as our “movie date” nights, so the staff got to know us pretty well. The first time we went in after we had Claire, some of them came rushing over to take a peek inside the car seat.

We were over at our neighbours’ place last Saturday evening, and they mentioned that our Blockbuster was having their closing sale and they had bought a bunch of cheap movies. Neal and I don’t really re-watch movies very often, but I decided to stop in on Sunday afternoon to see if they had any good, cheap games for the PS3 (they didn’t). I didn’t spend much time in there at all because it was just… sad. Most of the shelves were empty, there were hardly any customers there so it was really quiet and I just felt a little like a vulture. After all, people are losing their jobs – sure, some of them are students working there part-time, but there are also quite a few who work there full-time and have been there for a long time.

So now we have to join the 21st century. Neal and I haven’t had a quiet Saturday night in awhile, so our plan is to rent a movie and take it easy. We’re either going to rent one from our digital cable company or from the Sony Store through our Playstation, but it just doesn’t feel the same. Sure, maybe it’s more convenient, but I have to say, I really enjoyed browsing through the new releases and trying to decide on which movie to rent. Now I’m just going to have a big list of movie titles.

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Two Years Baby!

September 5th marked our two-year anniversary – it’s hard to believe that two years have already gone by since we got married. Last year, Neal and I watched our wedding video; we didn’t get around to it this year, but we did flip through our photo album. And although we weren’t exactly party animals back then, it’s funny to look back and see how much our lives have changed, thanks to a precious little person that came into the world back in April.

As it was the Labour Day long weekend, Neal’s parents came down to visit. Neal had called his mom earlier in the week to see if she and his dad would be willing to watch Claire for a couple of hours so he could take me out for supper the night before our actual anniversary (his parents wouldn’t be here on the actual day). He kept the location a secret, and I was delighted to see that he took me to Hamachi House! We went there for Valentine’s Day a few years ago and it was the best dining experience I had ever had, and this was just as awesome! We had miso soup (mmm!), a lovely salad, some California rolls (the only sushi I’ll eat), and then Neal had a sumo burger for his meal and I had the teriyaki chicken.

Funny enough, we ended up being home in a little over an hour, surprising Neal’s parents who expected us to be longer! It was the first time Neal and I were both away from Claire, and although I had complete faith in my in-laws, I wasn’t too sure how Claire would feel about the arrangement, particularly since she was still napping when Neal and I left. Thankfully, we didn’t hear any screaming or crying when we walked in the door. Claire had gotten up, had a bottle and diaper-change, and was sitting at the table with Carl and Cathy as they sat down to have supper! I guess we could have found something else to do, like go for a walk or something, but hey, it was the first time! And, contrary to what usually happens when parents go out on their own for the first time, we rarely talked about Claire! I will admit to thinking about her a lot though…

When we got in, there was another surprise waiting for me on the dining room table. I had mentioned to Neal one time that I’d like to get a radio for the kitchen that would fit underneath the upper cabinets.

Now I can listen to some tunes while I'm cooking!

I felt a little bad since I hadn’t bought anything for Neal since we had decided last year that we wouldn’t buy anything for each other for our anniversary, but would find other ways, such as going out for supper, to celebrate. Neal had forgotten about that conversation, but he pointed out that it’s a something for the house, so it would really be for both of us.

The next day, I made shepherd’s pie (okay, not fancy, but we both really like it) for our anniversary supper and Tiffany’s Chocolate Bourbon Pecan Pie with Whiskey Brown Sugar Whipped Cream for dessert. OMFG – forget the shepherd’s pie, that dessert was the BOMB. I will love Tiffany forever for sharing that recipe with the world!

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In other news, I bought a second-hand exersaucer off of Kijiji last week. Toys ‘R’ Us sells this particular one brand-new for $140. I paid $35! Claire was not impressed the first time we put her in, but a) it was something that is completely foreign to her, and b) it was the evening, so she may have been getting tired. The next afternoon, I decided to chance traumatizing my daughter and put her back in, making sure to give her her favourite toy, Mr. Elephant (we’re very creative with the names of Claire’s toys, aren’t we?). I don’t know if it was the timing or Mr. Elephant, but she had a much better time! She still only likes it for 10-minute intervals and then wants to get out, but still. I think she’s going to grow to love it!

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On Friday, my workplace had its annual end-of-summer party at the house of one of the lawyers. Claire picked that day to get up two hours earlier than normal, then only nap for 30 minutes in the morning and 30 minutes in the afternoon, so I wasn’t at all sure how this was going to go when we brought her to a party with lots of people she doesn’t know. She blew me away by having a great time! She had another 30-minute power-nap at the party in the evening, but was otherwise happy to people-watch. She even allowed one of my coworkers to hold her for a long time without so much as a whimper!

One of the lawyers had her son a couple of months before we had Claire, and they showed up in the evening as well.

Future husband and wife?

This exchange went pretty well until Will tried to eat Claire’s hand. Guess he moved a little too quickly for her!

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Friday marked Claire’s 5-month “birthday” (::SOB::), so on Saturday, we gave her some rice cereal.

She doesn’t seem to be a big fan. We gave her some on Sunday and I tried again this morning, but she makes some funny faces and then gets upset. I may try at a different time of the day tomorrow, and if that doesn’t work, I’ll either take a break from it, or I’ll try one of the other starter cereals (I can’t remember if it’s wheat or oats, but I remember seeing another one besides rice). Sherry once mentioned that Breanna didn’t like the texture of the rice cereal at all so she gave her a different kind.

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Some other new things on the Claire front:

– She has been babbling for awhile now, but Friday marked the day of a big increase in the babbling. She is also putting together more sounds that she used to say by themselves over and over.

– On Saturday night after I put Claire to bed, a few hours went by before we heard a cry. Neal got up to check on her, and saw that she had flipped herself over onto her belly in her sleep. She was still sleeping, so he just gently moved her back onto her back. A little while later, she did it again. This time, I got up, but I was only able to get her to move onto her side. I think it might have been 5 times that night that she flipped herself over onto her belly, which is pretty funny since she generally dislikes tummy time.

On Sunday, she continued this trend. Anytime we put Claire on her mats with her toys – ie, anytime she was lying on her back – she would flip herself onto her belly. She would then get upset, so Neal and I would try to coach her on how to move herself onto her back. We’re actually not sure if it’s this inability to get herself back onto back that is so upsetting, or the fact that she wants to move herself toward her toys, but can’t do it yet.

Last night she woke up once, around 4 a.m., and when I went in, she was on her belly. I flipped her back over, then made her bottle, changed her diaper, and she was back in her crib, asleep (on her back!) within a half-hour. When I went in there this morning, she was on her belly again, but seemed to be quite comfortable, so since I was up anyway, I left her that way to wake up on her own – I have never seen anyone take so long to wake up! A preview of the teenage years perhaps?

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“Me” Time

When Claire was first born, there was little “me” time, but that is to be expected. She slept a lot, to be sure, but then, I also needed to sleep a lot because we were up throughout the night. I took that famous advice to sleep with baby sleeps to heart, and I swear that’s the only way I stayed (somewhat) sane.

Now that Claire’s sleep has much-improved, I don’t need to nap as often. She is also more likely to be able to amuse herself – for short periods of time – so that allows me to do a quick load of laundry, or run the mop over the floor or vacuum the living room carpet, even while she is awake. Although I do spend most of her wakeful time playing and snuggling with her, I also try to get a few things done over the course of the day while Claire is awake so that when she naps in the morning and/or afternoon, I can do something just for me. That’s another nice thing about her current stage: she usually sleeps for a short time in the morning, and then has a longer nap in the afternoon, followed by a short one in the evening.

That “me” time is typically spent having a cup of tea and either reading or going downstairs to the office to do some writing. Last night, I did something new, something I haven’t done since I was maybe seven months’ pregnant: I went to the gym. I had been going to the mommy and baby exercise class twice a week, but Cole Harbour Place is taking a break from having the class until sometime in September. I was going to start going to the gym last week, but with my parents here, I decided to push it off a little bit. Last night, we had a quick supper, and then I kissed both Neal and Claire goodbye, and headed over.

How bizarre it was to be there again. And yes, how lovely. I will never be a “Gym Person”, but there is something enjoyable about putting those earphones in your ears, tuning out the world, and just working out. Surprisingly, I didn’t feel guilty about going. Maybe it sounds silly, but sometimes it is as though my guilt switch got stuck in the “on” position the moment I had a baby. Am I spending enough time with Claire? Poor Neal is at work while I’m enjoying a pretty good life here at home. I shouldn’t be sitting here reading while Claire is napping, I should be cleaning something! I shouldn’t be happy when Claire falls asleep for a nap so I can go downstairs to write!

Seriously – WTF?

So I expected to feel guilty about leaving Claire (albeit with her father) so that I could go work out. But maybe that guilt-switch has finally come un-stuck. Maybe I’m finally realizing that in order to be a good mother, I also need to be good to myself. I have taken on a new role, as a mother, and one that is certainly a major one, but that doesn’t mean that those other qualities I defined myself with before cease to exist. I am still a wife, and a book-lover, and a writer. I still need to take care of myself physically so that I can maintain my health and feel good about myself.

As a bonus, last night also gave Neal and Claire an opportunity to spend some one-on-one time together. It’s not as though I have never left Claire before – I do go out and run errands and leave her with Neal, but still.

On a related note, Sunday should be interesting. Neal’s parents are coming down for the long weekend on Saturday, and Neal has asked them to watch Claire on Sunday evening so that he can take me out for our two-year wedding anniversary (the actual anniversary is Monday, but we will celebrate early while we have “babysitters” in our house!). Now that is going to be weird!

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Family

It’s hard to believe my parents have already been here and gone and are now back home. It was really so nice to see them, and to introduce them to Claire. They wanted to come down earlier, but for private reasons that aren’t mine to divulge, they couldn’t make it until now. But in some ways, it was probably better that way. It’s not like they can come down frequently, so if they had come during the first few months of Claire’s life, they would have seen her mostly sleeping. She is much more interactive and alert now, so in a way they probably got to see more of her.

It was definitely a quieter time here than the last (and first) time they were here. That was two years ago, when Neal and I were getting married. Our house was full of people – staying with us we had my parents, Neal’s parents and Neal’s sister and brother-in-law, so there were always people to hang out with. The weather mostly cooperated, much as it did two years ago, which is good since the “smoking section” is outside on the back deck. It was a little drizzly when they first arrived, and then there were the effects from Irene, but even that wasn’t too bad: Nova Scotia wasn’t as badly affected as Quebec and other places, and it was mostly overnight.

We mostly hung out around the house since Neal was working and therefore had the car, and I wasn’t too keen on putting Claire in my parents’ car as they smoke in it, but that was okay. We did visit Sherry’s on the weekend, and Neal had Monday off to make up for a duty watch he had, so he took my dad out and I took my mom and Claire out.

I know it was harder for my parents this time, what with my dad’s disability. Last time, our main guest room was upstairs, but that is now Claire’s bedroom, so my parents had to sleep in the basement, which meant that my dad had to come up the stairs every morning and go down them every night. They do have stairs at home, but only if they go out, and my dad doesn’t typically run errands everyday. Still, they never once complained to us about those stairs.

After they left, the house felt strangely empty. But thankfully, my in-laws are coming for the long weekend!

Some pictures from their visit:

My mom hanging out with Claire

Claire happy to be down with Mommy and Mimi on the Halifax boardwalk.

Papa and Mimi with Claire on their last night here

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Milestones

I meant to post something about a very important milestone Claire hit recently, but time got away from me, and then we went to PEI which required an entry, and it was just never done: Claire rolled onto her belly for the first time all by herself on August 9th, possibly as part of a celebration of turning four months!

Unfortunately, neither Neal nor I witnessed this wonderful event. Neal was out in the garage, and I plopped Claire down on her mats on the living room floor, surrounded by her toys while I ran downstairs to transfer her laundry from the washing machine to the dryer. I heard her start crying, and I called up that I’d be back in a second. I turned on the dryer, ran up the stairs… and came to a full stop as my brain caught up with what I was seeing. I had definitely placed her on her back – she hates being on her belly so much that I would never put her in that position and then leave the room. And all of a sudden she was on her belly!

She had come close to doing this a number of times. Neal and I would try to coax her with toys, but it never worked. This time, she decided she wanted a toy that was just out of her reach and managed to figure out rolling.

She hasn’t rolled from her back onto her belly since, despite our attempts to get her to do so. She did, however, roll from her belly onto her back last night, and this time I was sitting right next to her, so I got to see it.

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Claire had her 4-month appointment yesterday, which means she was given two more needles. Suffice it to say, she did not enjoy that very much. Her bad mood, however, started even before the doctor went to get the needles. As soon as the doctor took her, she started screaming bloody murder. I explained that Claire has started “making strange” lately; if anyone other than Neal or I take her, she freaks out, until she has had time to get used to the person. The doctor said, “Already? Wow!” so I asked when babies normally start doing that.

At NINE MONTHS. Yo, my baby is 5 months ahead of schedule!

She also continues to be a giant, measuring at 26.5 inches, which puts her in the 99th percentile. Anyone who has met me knows how ridiculous that seems, seeing as how I’m 5’2″. Neal is of average height. My grandfather and great-uncle on my father’s side, though, were quite tall, so perhaps Claire got those genes. Or, she’s doing all of her growing now and will suddenly stop. She also now weighs 14 lbs, 13 oz, which may explain why my back, shoulders, arms, knees and ankles are so sore much of the time, particularly when I get up in the morning!

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My parents called me on Thursday and surprised me with a question: would it be all right if they came down on Monday? Um, yeah!

They’re leaving their place on Sunday, staying at a motel in New Brunswick that night, and then will drive the rest of the way the next day. The last time I saw them was two years ago when they came down for our wedding, so it will definitely be nice to visit with them! And of course, they have not yet met Claire, and I know they’re dying to do so.

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That’s about all that’s been going on around here. Since we’re going to have house-guests for the next week-and-a-half, I don’t imagine I’ll have time to pop in here too much, but you never know. If Claire accomplishes some other amazing feat, though, I’ll definitely make the effort!

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Beautiful Prince Edward Island

Until this past Saturday, I had visited all of the Atlantic Canadian provinces except for Prince Edward Island. Neal is from New Brunswick so I had been there, and we went to Newfoundland a few years ago to go to a wedding. Now that we have a baby, we knew we would not be going very far when it came to vacation this year, so we decided to go to PEI, which is a very family-friendly province.

We really had a great time. The drive is only about 4 hours so it’s bearable for Claire (although she might have disagreed on the way there as she fussed quite a bit; thankfully, she slept really well on the way back!). Perhaps the look she was giving me at the beginning of our trip was an indication as to what she thought of this whole going-away-on-vacation idea!

We rented a one-bedroom cottage at Island Life Cottages. Part of the deciding factor when choosing that place was the price as it was definitely one of the cheapest we found. But it also had a gas stove (important for boiling water for Claire’s formula) and a petting zoo!

There were two lamas - this one wouldn't let you pet her, but the other one would.

Claire meeting her first horse. She will meet many more if I have anything to do with it!

I have never petted a turkey until I met this guy!

The cottage was simple but nice and clean, and the owners – who live in a house on the property and run the place themselves – were fabulous and very welcoming. There was a pool, play area and nightly fires.

Claire hanging out on the porch

We were really very fortunate when it came to the weather. The forecast had included rain, but other than a few very short-lived sprinkles one day, it held off until the day we left to come home. And really, you can’t ask for more than that; it made it easier for us to leave than if it had been a bright, sunny day, and it was glorious here at home by the time we got here. On our stay, we drove around to Summerside, then up to the Cavendish area, visited Ripley’s ‘Believe It or Not!’ museum, and spent an afternoon at Cavendish Beach. We brought Claire to the fire the first night we were there, but she was not very impressed and started fussing. We were able to get her to sleep a bit earlier than normal on our last night there, however, and brought out her monitor so that Neal and I could each have a beer with some other visitors.

Confederation Bridge over to PEI. I drove it on the way there, Neal drove it on the way back. It was a little daunting to see how steep it is on the way up, but once you're on it, you don't even realize you're on a bridge.

Farm land behind our cottage

Farm land behind our cottage

If you love taking pictures of bales of hay, you are in the right province!

Summerside

Lots of red dirt in PEI! (I read that it's due to the high levels of iron oxide in the region)

Standing by a replica of the tallest man to have ever lived at Ripley's 'Believe It or Not!' museum

Some little girls climbed under the fence intended to keep people off the dunes. Cavendish Beach, PEI

Cavendish Beach, PEI

Inside her beach tent at Cavendish Beach, PEI.

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