Thursday, November 30, 2017

Finally Working From Home!

A month ago, I traded my full-time corporate job to be a work-from-home-mom/entreprenuer.

Coming home at 640 PM every day from the city, rushing to give Mikey a bath and feed him dinner and squeezing in as much quality time as I could with him and my husband before going to bed was a routine I was not prepared to commit for the next 3 years or so.

Mikey is now 14-months old and there's nothing else in the world he wants than to be around me, and, spending 10 hours in the office, away from him while he's in the care of another person was a thought that broke my heart.

What really triggered the decision was knowing for sure that there will come a day when Mikey won't want to be around me as much.

A day will come when...

He will not need me to carry him around
He will not want to follow me like my shadow
He will not need me to feed him his lunch/dinner
He will not need me to bathe him or wipe his dirty face
He will stop giving me the sloppy kisses that I love so much

So for now that there's nothing else that he wants in the world than to be next to me, I will remain by him for as long as he wants.

I was on a call with a potential client once and Mikey wanted me to get something from his toy chest and was being difficult about it. For the love of sweet Baby Jesus, I couldn't figure out what he wanted so it ended with me taking out everything from his chest - all while I was trying to close the deal. The good news is that I did close the sale. 

It was a risky decision, honestly. We live in NY and a two-income household is a necessity to live comfortably and I wasn't ready to trade in the little excess that we have for things like traveling (I want to go back home to the Philippines to show Mikey his other country!)

Thursday, July 27, 2017

Baby/Infant Diarrhea and How To Deal with this Disaster

I went through hell and back when I lived with an infant suffering from the disastrous combination of bad diarrhea and raw diaper rash and we survived after 4 days so I can tell you the story and provide you with insights and tips on how to deal with it. If you're going through the same issue, remember, this too shall pass!

Just 2 months ago, we had to deal with the nasty coxsackie, otherwise known as Daycare's number 1 virus hand, foot and mouth disease - Mikey had blisters all over his throat, making it painful for him to eat, and, to top it all off, he had a fever and was all around uncomfortable, making him extremely fussy. We thought we had it really bad then until we had to go through the frightening combination of diarrhea and intense diaper rash.

We recently completely switched Mikey to an all-table food diet as directed by his pediatrician. Everything has been going well until one day we woke up to our precious little one soaking in the pool of his own poo.... All over our bed (yes, we co-sleep and one of the dangers of having this arrangement is potentially swimming in your own child's stool - we found out the hard and stinky way). Mikey's doctor was not convinced that it's the table food switch that caused it because we've been doing it for over a month now. Doctor suspects the major teething that he's currently going through.

So, I immediately changed Mikey and he started wailing. The last time I heard him cry like that was when he was a few days old and my husband and I were still super new to the whole parenting thing. I am not kidding. He cried so loud, I feared the neighbor would call Child Care Services.

The pain in the ass... In more ways than one.

Baby Proofing Technology

My husband and I love watching tv - from Sienfeld and The Office re-runs to new episodes of our current obsessions, namely House of Cards, Better Call Saul, Big Little Lies, The Night Of and so much more.

We love enjoying our evening couch time, or floor time for that matter since we involve Mikey in our tv habit (we like laying on the rug with him watching TV as he crawls around playing with the random-est things to amuse him).

So, it didn't come as a surprise to us when Mikey suddenly grew fond of remote controls. He has been seeing how this powerful little black thing controls what gets flashed on the screen. He loves pressing the buttons and seeing the cause-and-effect of every little action that he makes with it.

It has become one of his favorite toys (along with the tissue box and his banana shaped toothbrush - I know, it boggles me as to why we even spend a lot of money on fancy toys when he's perfectly happy with regular household objects.)

Anyway, we allow him to play with it when we're not using the television because what's the harm, right?

It has been fine up until yesterday when I saw this email from Amazon.

I mean, he could have at least ordered something I'd like to watch.

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Mikey's Fist Baby Pool!

All winter long, I've been dreaming of summer. Long, sunshine-y days of spending hours in the backyard with Mikey and my husband, BBQ-ing and just enjoying each other's company.

I've planned so much summer activities during the cold and bought this inflatable pool from Amazon early February (no kidding). Thinking about summer helped in keeping me sane as I powered through the dead of winter.

Two weeks ago, we were blessed with a wonderful 80+ degree weather and so my husband and I decided it was time to blow up the inflatable pool and introduce Mikey to the joys of splashing in his own little basin.

Mikey loving the Intex Whale Spray Pool from Amazon ($11 at the time of purchase)

Monday, May 1, 2017

My Baby Hated His First Chicken

I love chicken - fried chicken, baked chicken, cajun chicken, sweet and sour chicken, chicken wings. At the risk of sounding like Bubba Gump, I will end my explanation here. In short, if there's one food that I can eat for the rest of my life, it would be chicken - specially, the southern style with waffles. YUM.

Now that Mikey is old enough for solid food/meat, I was so excited to share with him one of my favorites, only to be disappointed. To be fair, the first time I introduced poultry to him, it was boiled in water with minimal organic, low sodium chicken broth that was pureed to liquid. Not exactly appetizing. I did try it for myself and gagged at the taste of it... Unsurprisingly, he was not very pleased.

I thought the way I cooked it was just the problem and that maybe the taste of ready-made chicken from Gerber would be a game-changer.

Nope. He did not like it at all.

His face said it all. Nope.

So, when I discovered a Gerber Chicken Noodle baby food at the Duane Reade next to my office, I got really excited. Everyone loves chicken noodle soup and I was almost certain that Mikey would love it and yes, he did. He enjoyed every bite of it.

Friday, April 21, 2017

Why I Stopped Obsessing About Baby Milestones

I stopped obsessing with hitting milestones and it has helped with my anxiety... a lot. New moms like myself see milestones as a form of assurance that baby is thriving. To some degree, yes, absolutely. However, each child is different and they grow and learn new things in their own time - all we can do is guide and help them along the way.

Aside from measuring baby’s development with every milestone, there’s also this unsaid connection of hitting milestones as mom’s (and dad’s) personal gauge of success that they’re doing parenthood correctly.

Honestly, I beat myself too much for every little thing. I work a full-time job as a digital marketing professional and being in a demanding, fast-paced industry, I have a lot in my mind but I obviously prioritize my role as a mother. When St. Patrick’s Day came rolling in, I didn’t think much of it and brought Mikey to daycare only to realize that everyone else was wearing green in honor of the holiday…. All except my son. Thankfully, we accidentally took the bright green binky with us. Must have been our lucky day. And, as you can imagine, I was relentless on myself and was bummed about forgetting to dress him up according to the occasion. I know he does not care at all. But still. How could I have allowed him to be the only one not dressed in green?

The luck of the Non-Irish: Forgetting to dress up my baby in green on St. Patrick’s Day but picking up the right colored pacifier. 

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

What would you do when you're sleepy AND hungry

At 7 months old, Mikey continues to surprise me. He has grown to become a happy baby. Rarely fussy. There are really only 2 things that make him cry:

1. When we pull him out of the water after his swim class. You read that right, swim class. My husband and I decided to enroll him in a group swim class (he is of course, accompanied by my husband) so he will grow to love the water. My husband and I are big fans of the ocean and this is something that we'd like to enjoy with our child in the future.

2. When his food is late, even for just 2 minutes. Mikey's stomach is like clock work. He knows when meal time is and begins to whimper when it's feeding time. The people at our Daycare put it best:

"Mikey is rarely upset, though, we have come to realize that the only time he really cries is when his food is late. If it's two minutes late, forget it, he will start banging on the table! We learned the hard way."

Photo proof below.

"Where is my food?"

Anyway. There was one evening when I was feeding Mikey dinner but he was so exhausted from all the daycare fun. He was sleepy and hungry. And like every adult I know, he chose to do both. Watch this video, I swear it's worth your 1 minute.

Sleepy but hungry from Miles Bonanno on Vimeo.
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