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Traveling Man

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Text from Luke:

“It’s not looking good for me to get on the earlier flight. On standby, but the flight is full. My original flight is delayed 1.5 hours.”

Luke has taken on a new role at his company, which means he is traveling much more than before. It started in January of this year and so far he’s gone to Mexico six times. His travel is not glamorous either. Three flights, customs, a car ride to end up at a gold mine in the heart of Mexico. One time recently the house he stayed in didn’t have heat!

This week was the first time that he’s been gone, I’ve been working full time and Lila has been in childcare during the day. Essentially, my first go-round managing a house, baby and work on my own. I realized this week just how much Luke does to keep our life running!

Cue to this morning. Wake up at 5:30 am to crying baby – feed baby – put baby back down – shower – make coffee and pack lunch – wash baby bottles and pumping gear – pack baby bag – get dressed/makeup – feed baby again – diaper and dress baby – pack up car – take trash to curb – load baby – drive to work – drop baby at daycare – make it to work at 8 …. 10 minutes late.

On a typical day, Luke will usually cover making the coffee, packing my lunch, taking the trash out, changing Lila’s diaper, washing the bottles and such …. okay so basically he does everything while I feed the baby and get myself ready.

I have a massive amount of respect for all you single moms out there.

Beyond the day to day, having Luke gone takes away an element of comfort and relaxation to our home. I have a really hard time sleeping in a big empty house and constantly spook myself with noises. Lila also hasn’t slept as well, waking up at 5 am two days in a row. Probably because I made her sleep in our room so I wouldn’t get so scared!

I also feel really bad for him when he misses things with Lila’s development. Last night she rolled over for the first time and thankfully I was able to capture it on camera so Luke could see. I know not being home for her milestones is really tough on him.

As much as I miss him when he’s away, I know everything Luke does is for me and Lila. To provide for us and secure us a financial future free of worry and stress. We’re lucky he has such a great job and with a company that values family too. Tomorrow for example, he gets to work from home and can spend all day with Lila.

Luke gets home tonight and I cannot wait. I’m going to have a clean house, steak, big kiss from me and snuggles from Lila waiting for him. Just in time too. A new text came through:

“My flight is back on time. I can’t wait to see you both tonight.”

Me either, honey.

Our Experience with Daycare vs. Nanny

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This was Lila’s first full week in child care now that Luke’s mom is back home in Indiana. My transition back to work was made SO much easier by having her here to watch Lila for 2.5 weeks. Honestly, if you’re looking for a gift to give a new mom, offer to watch her child that first week back to work. (Thank you Felicia!!)

So we have been agonizing over what to do with Lila while I’m at work. I work 35 minutes away from home and Luke’s commute is 45 minutes the opposite direction. Which means when we have a full day of work, we can go up to 10 hours being apart from her. Man those days hurt.

The two options we were weighing are either daycare by my office or a nanny in our house. Both have their pros and cons. Daycare near work means I could go nurse her over lunch, but then she’d also be in the car a lot and Luke would have no way to pick her up or drop her off if I’m traveling. Plus she’d get much less one-on-one attention and those daycare germs are scary.

A nanny would provide one on one care in a familiar environment, but would nearly break our budget and I’d have no option to see her during the day. We eventually landed on a hybrid of the two. M-W-F with the nanny and Tu-Th at daycare.

This Monday we left her with the nanny and both had tears in our eyes as we said goodbye. Poor Lila looked so confused. Thankfully, her day went well and our nanny sent us a lot of pictures. Lila was ALL smiles when we came home and was a happy girl that evening.

The next day was the first day at daycare. Lila was one of four babies in the baby room and I’m not going to lie, it was a hectic environment. When I went back to nurse her around lunch, the teacher told me she hadn’t slept yet. I guess because of SIDS regulations, she had to sleep out in the main room vs. the quiet room. Well that room had three other crying babies (teething) and music playing, so there was no way Lila was going to get any rest. When I got her at the end of the day, the poor thing looked like a zombie. Soooo tired and it turns out, overfed. They fed her five times vs. three!

I felt horrible for her. She slept the moment we got in the car and didn’t really wake up until 7am the next morning. My mommy instincts were going off. Daycare didn’t seem to be a good option for her. But I felt slightly hysterical for nixing daycare after just one day. I took to Facebook to get some opinions from other moms and what they had to say was so valuable.

– “I would talk to them and give them another chance. 1 bad day doesn’t mean that Lila won’t get used to being a daycare. I think it takes time for babies to adjust to a different environment and schedule. Good luck! Hope it gets better”

– “I don’t have kids yet but I already know we will do a nanny. And I’ve worked at day cares and would still do a nanny. Best of luck figuring one out. And PS: I LOVE reading your blog!”

– “My only advice is to go with your gut, maybe not tonight, because everything about today is so fresh. But, if something feels right or wrong to you, then it likely is.”

– “Liz – we had a similar experience with daycare at first — but after the first week and some growing pains, it got so much better. It has been SO good for Charlotte — she’s socialized, happy and very go-with-the-flow. Give it a week or 2 — and speak up, be picky — even drop in unexpectedly . . . in my experience — it’s worth it.”

– “Liz, if you can afford the nanny, make her stay full time. Lila can stay in her comfort zone with being at home and on her own schedule. With my three girls I found that that is very important in the first year. When they can walk and talk, it is so much easier to find a daycare where they can play with other kids…and they can tell you if they feel unhappy about something. And that is a big plus. I wasn’t always sure about daycare and a couple of things that happened there, but when the kids are happy and have friends and like the place you will be able to accept these things. All the best for you and Lila.”

I have some smart mommy friends, huh?

After sleeping on it, we decided to try another day at daycare – mainly because our nanny wasn’t available and there would only be one other baby on Thursday. I’m glad we did because she had a GREAT day on Thursday. She took all three naps, ate the right amount and I was able to nurse her in person a couple times. We also got some playing in.

Lila’s daycare teacher also took her outside for some fresh air, which I appreciated. That night our happy girl was back and my instincts were at peace.

For now, we are going to give daycare some more time. I feel slightly selfish, but it really helps me cope with being away from her when I have the option to visit two days a week. 10 hours apart from my baby is too much!!

I’ll keep you all posted on what becomes our permanent situation, but for now, a mix between daycare and a nanny seems to work.

Dear Lila – You’re 3 Months!

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Dear Lila,

Believe it or not, you are three months old now. Time has gone very quickly and you’ve kept us entertained the entire time. Here are some things I want to remember about you at this age.

You love kicking your legs up and down and up and down all day long. You get them really high. Daddy marvels at how strong your stomach muscles must be. When we get you in the morning, we are usually treated to your high kicks in your crib.

In the past week you’ve become determined to roll over from your back to your front. You swing those legs up high, twist your little hips and dig your face into the blanket. Sadly your attempts at rolling have been futile thus far, which makes you VERY angry and frustrated. I think it will be any down now though. You are a determined little thing.

You love having your feet played with and whenever your toes come in contact with something, you quickly curl them around whatever it is, like you’re grabbing onto it. It makes us laugh when you “hold” one of our fingers with your toes.

In general, you prefer not having any clothes or socks on. You LOVE getting your diaper changed. Especially when we play with your legs like a bicycle during the process. You can be in the middle of a crying fit and as soon as we take your legs out of your sleeper, you are all smiles.

I think you’re going to be an over-achiever like your mom and dad because for a good month and a half now you’ve been sleeping 9-11 hours straight each night. People who know that I am a new mom ask me if I’m getting any sleep and I always proudly say you are an excellent sleeper.

We’re not sure yet if you like bath time or not. Right now you mostly seem perplexed by it. We gave you a bath last night and you kept dipping your toes in and out of the water stream. And when I poured water on you with a bucket, you followed my movements very intently but never did crack a smile.

Usually you are a pretty independent baby. You don’t like to be fussed with too much and are content to play on your blanket. When you get fussy though, you like to be held. But it must be in a specific way – we have to hold you in an upright position, while standing and moving. The moment we sit down, even if we’re still rocking you, you start squawking. Yet you’re quiet as soon as we stand up. It makes us laugh so hard.

Daddy and I tease each other about who loves you more. The truth is we’re both completely enamored with you. We’re always saying to ourselves that we have the most beautiful, smartest and sweetest baby alive.

You’ve already changed so much in three months and every day you are discovering new things. I can’t wait to see who you will become. Shy, dramatic, thoughtful, funny …. no matter who you end up being, we will love you with all our hearts.

Love,

Mom

Such a Scary Sunday Night

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The first three days at work were pretty okay. No tears and I felt good knowing Lila was being taken care of my Gramma Batman. We spent a lot of time snuggling her this weekend and I was ready to head into my first full week back when things started going downhill on Sunday. Culminating in what was the scariest moment of my life last night.

I woke up in the morning feeling really cold. I am generally a cold person, so I thought it was just me. But then Luke came down and told me the heat was out and that it was 60 degrees throughout the house. Great. My first thought was Lila. I went to her room, but thankfully the bottom floor (our house is three levels) was the warmest and she was fine.

Turns out in addition to the heat, our hot water was also out. So we called the property management company we rent from and they assured us a repairman would be over asap. Well soon it was 6pm and after spending the day in our coats and Lila wrapped in three blankets, we lost hope. Yeah he never showed up.

So we called the landlord again and they said they’d bring over to large space heaters to get us through the night. I was not thrilled about space heaters in our house after hearing some scary stories about fires and such, but I didn’t want to be difficult. I was sure it would be fine.

We set the heaters up. One in the living room and one downstairs to heat Lila’s room. All seemed to be going okay.

I took Lila down for her bedtime routine and her room was warm and toasty. I sat in the rocker and nursed her. She was extra tired from not napping well in the cold, so she fell asleep in my arms. Right as I was about to place her in her crib for the night, the space heater made a loud BANG and flames and sparks flew up about four feet in the air. After the initial burst, the carpet was on fire and there were live embers around her room.

I screamed bloody murder, which in turn woke Lila up and made her scream. Luke ran in and put the fire out with one of her baby blankets and Felicia came and took Lila from me to calm her down. I immediately burst into tears and hugged Luke long and hard.

I kept thinking what if. What if this had happened at 3 am when everyone was asleep? What if we didn’t wake up? What if a fire started in our baby’s room – just a foot from her crib! I can’t even write where else my mind took me…

It was absolutely terrifying.

I immediately called a hotel in town and reserved a room. We took Lila there for the night and finally got her settled down around 11 pm. Luke and I both slept terribly. I think our nerves were shot. And to make matters more stressful, Luke had to fly out to Mexico for work at 6am this morning. Our heat is still not fixed and Felicia, Lila and I have to stay at another house the landlord manages until it is.

Many hours later, I still can’t shake that moment when I was holding my sleeping baby watching flames burst in her room. The thought of anything happening to her if I hadn’t been there paralyzes me. And I feel like a terrible mother for not listening to my gut when it came to using space heaters.

In the midst of all these negative emotions – fear, anxiety, stress, guilt – I also feel immensely grateful. I just know Someone was watching over us and the safety of my baby (and my heart).

It was such a scary Sunday night. One I never want to relive.