Here Comes My Baby

Happy Easter!

2010-04-04T11:56:00.001-07:00

We spent the morning with the Dybash family. Cleo "gardened" in one of their house plants and then "shared" the eggs she found with Eli. All in all a fun morning and a glorious day!

In Christ we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, in accordance with the riches of God's grace. Ephesians 1:7

A new start

2010-04-01T22:50:00.000-07:00

Babs -

Tomorrow will be my last day at work. I'm leaving the 9 to 5 world to spend my days with you. I can't express how excited I am at this change. The last few weeks have seemed to creep by slowly as I anticipate our future days together.

I've loved my job - my team is great and I enjoy the projects. I realize it even more now as I document the work I was doing to leave in capable hands - part of me wants to hang on to see things through. But the larger part of me knows that you are my real work. You are the greatest opportunity I have to leave lasting impact in this world, the true marker of my success in life.

I've wondered if I'll be bored without the intellectual stimulation of a job. But when I consider your rate of development and rapid move into toddlerhood, I can't imagine a role requiring more effort and creativity and inspiring more joy in my life.

I love you and can't wait for day 1 of my new gig!

You crack me up.

2010-01-11T21:00:00.000-08:00

Babs -

You are so funny. Your personality is emerging more and more each day. You are expressing your likes and dislikes. You are wanting to be more independent.

Tonight I sat watching you "eat" your dinner. Which entailed you rattling together a spoon and your baby fork, randomly stabbing them onto your tray. I tried to feed you with the spoon, but you insisted on holding it. So I sat with you, covered in potatoes and applesauce, and eventually decided to feed you with my hands out of a lack of alternative options. After a few minutes, I looked down at my shirt, covered in splatters of your food, and my hands, coated with potato paste and apple chunks and had to laugh.

You, my sweet love, are funny.

Mwah!
-Mommy

Happy New Year!

2010-01-01T08:53:00.001-08:00

Cleo welcomes in 2010 with a lesson in using utensils.

Merry Christmas!

2009-12-25T09:08:00.001-08:00

Cleo, this is technically your second Christmas, but to some degree, it is your first. At least as far as you're aware. So far, you are loving it. Later today we're packing up and heading over the mountains so you can see your grandmas, grandpas, aunts, uncles and cousins.

Birthday Party

2009-12-05T16:29:00.001-08:00

RIP Randy

2009-12-04T11:18:00.000-08:00

Randy, though you were only with us a short time (probably due to cheap manufacturing processes) you were well loved and will be missed.

Thanks for playing.

Happy Birthday!

2009-12-03T21:44:00.000-08:00

Sweet lady baby,

Today you are one year old. Here's a note from your great grandma Gwen that I thought we should save for posterity:

"Sorry I have not responded to the invitation for Cleo's birthday. I am trying to recover from some severe rib injury I received when I rolled my snowmobile, and believe me it's not going away very fast. It threw me back onto a berm of ice and knocked the wind out of me. I was gasping like a guppy out of water. Anyway, it's a good story for Cleo that her great grandmother couldn't attend her birthday party because of sledding injuries."

Cleo, this is a good story for you to know!

Tonight your daddy and I put you to sleep listening to the Devandra Banhart album that we listened to on your first night in this world. While in the hospital, it played on loop all night long. I barely slept because I was nervous I would roll on you and was constantly checking to confirm you were still alive. You were (and are!) so perfect and beautiful.

So much has changed in just this one year: your obvious growth and development, and subtler changes in myself and your dad. You've changed us so much in the sweetest of ways.

The last few days have been very nostalgic for me, remembering the days leading up to your birth. I loved being pregnant. I was relatively comfortable and I felt beautiful. I loved feeling you move inside me, and watching my stomach grow along with you over those months was so exciting.

When your due date came and went, I still felt confident in us. When the doctors said that the amniotic fluid was low and they'd have to induce, I was scared, but still knew we could do it together. As is chronicled on this blog, a few methods were tried for induction. They ultimately gave us pitocin to kick-start labor. I was frightened of the pitocin, worried that the contractions would be too much for you, and worried if I could handle the pain. Cleo, it was an absolute miracle that the pitocin was turned off. A nurse came in and read your stats from the monitor and was concerned about your vitals. She turned off the pitocin and went to find Maggie the midwife to discuss the readings. During that time, my contractions actually kicked in. When Maggie reviewed everything, she thought you were totally fine. And, since we were progressing, she didn't restart the pitocin. I asked her if this is normal, and she told me that essentially, once pitocin is started it is NOT turned off.

This was thrilling, as we were allowed to continue labor and delivery exactly as I had prayed it would happen - no meds! Just you and me kid. And your dad - he was amazing.

When you finally joined us on the outside, it was such a crazy feeling. To some degree I felt dazed - tired from the exertion of labor - and almost shocked at finally meeting you. When you came, I remember looking down and seeing you were a girl. Even though you'd been inside me all those months, it really was like meeting you for the first time. You were so beautiful and fascinating. Your daddy cried and I think he was surprised at how emotional of a reaction he had. We loved you immediately.

When we came home from the hospital we had a bit of a rocky start. You had lost weight, which is normal, but you weren't regaining it fast enough and the doctors were concerned about you. The first few weeks were very stressful as we had to take you to the doctor over and over and over. That stress, coupled with the natural tiredness that comes from having a newborn was a lot to deal with.

The doctors had us supplement your breastmilk feedings with formula, which broke my heart a bit because I felt like I was letting you down by not making enough milk for you. Your pediatrician prescribed a medicine to boost my milk supply that ended up causing pretty severe post-partum depression. My first two weeks with you before I took that medicine were amazing. Even with worries about your weight, I sensed that you were just fine and I was ridiculously happy! I specifically recall one morning while your grandma Chris was with us. I took a shower and broke down crying because I was so happy. It is a beautiful memory for me, poignant and tender, oozing with love for you.

Due to the medicine, the next four weeks were a struggle. On top of making me sad, the medicine made me really tired. I cried when your daddy left the house to go to work. I loved you and was thrilled by your presence the whole time, but your naps were particularly hard. Those were the times when I had no distraction from my depression and things felt the most overwhelming. When we finally realized it was the medicine making me feel that way, it was such a relief! Coming off of that medicine was like sun breaking through storm clouds. My happiness returned, and again my tears were for joy.

I feel like we've spent this last year on an ocean together. The waves come and some you ride out and some knock you off your feet for a bit. At each stage, just when I think I have you figured out, you move on to something new. Each new thing is refreshing and exciting. I want this voyage to last forever.

Cleo, you inspire me. I'm constantly thrilled to be a part of your life. I don't know what kind of woman you will know me as in the future, but today as a new mother, I'm incredibly blessed and happy. I love you more than I can express in words.

Happy birthday, my precious girl.

I love you,
Mommy

New Hat

2009-11-29T21:30:00.001-08:00

We got you a new hat and boots this weekend. So cute! Plus you can't get the boots off and the hat ties under your chin - so we can keep you warm whether you like it or not.

Zoo!

2009-11-29T21:16:00.001-08:00

Babs - we went to the zoo for the first time today. Your favorite animals were the penguins.

First Thanksgiving

2009-11-27T12:47:00.000-08:00

Cleo - you ate so much dinner you looked like you were going to explode. When you were finally done eating, you slumped to the side in your chair and your mouth sagged open to reveal a partially chewed piece of dinner roll. It was very funny.

Pictures!

2009-11-20T21:25:00.000-08:00

Walking with Randy

Riding Dan

Did you know that you can order these online now?

She got her hairs did: Cleo's first pony tail.

First time dancing on daddy's feet.

Cleo phone home.

Surfin' Bird

2009-11-14T19:00:00.000-08:00

Cleo teaching herself how to surf using the tray from her high chair.

Cleo sent her first email today!

2009-11-13T09:12:00.000-08:00

I'm the luckiest mom ever! Notice how she practically spelled "hi Mom" in the subject line. She's totally a genius.

One month away. Otherwise known as: 11 Months!

2009-11-04T17:40:00.000-08:00

Cleo -

You're 11 months old, and as always, I'm floored at how quickly this time has passed. I recall days when you were first born where I wondered if I'd have the strength to get through your babyhood, and yearned for the future when you would be three years old, and in my mind, something I could handle. Now I live on the other end of the spectrum, wanting to slow down each day, each minute, to stretch it as long as possible with you. You change so much, so quickly. Each day bringing a new skill or expression.

For all intents and purposes, you are walking. Well, I shouldn't go that far. You are stepping. You stand up on everything and take several steps before falling down. Your current record is seven steps in a row. You have really amazing balance and you fall very well. By that, I mean that you fall gracefully, and have the muscle control to stop yourself from falling in a way that might hurt you.

You are also hysterically funny. You continue to make the scrunched nose face, which makes me think that if you looked up mischievous in the dictionary that your sassy smile would be there. You always seem to be having a great time. You're extremely outgoing and haven't exhibited any shyness of strangers or fear of anything really. You seem to be more interactive than most of your friends, but I say that with the caveat that I'm extremely biased, and it's possible that I just recognize your subtleties.

You're starting to say a few words. Distinctly and consistently you've been saying hi and often wave along with it. I also hear you say Daddy and we think you've said Dan. We've heard you say Mom, but I still am not sure that it's in relation to me instead of just making a noise. You continue to sign for milk, more and all done. I've been lazy about teaching you other words because these seem to be working well for us. The cutest thing is that you've learned to say moo when we ask you what the cow says. Seriously, it's really cute.

I have more to say, but at this point am holding out in anticipation of your Birthday post. Suffice it to say that the party planning has begun.

Sweet lady baby - I love you so much! As your Daddy often says, you are such a cool person!

I love you,

-Mommy

Correction: A Guide to Pretentious Parenting - Volume 1, Issue 11

2009-10-25T13:35:00.000-07:00

Cleo, technically Annie Hall was not your first costume party. You went to a party last October dressed as a fetus.

A Guide to Pretentious Parenting - Volume 1, Issue 11

2009-10-25T11:44:00.000-07:00

Cleo and Eli went to their first costume party yesterday. Enjoy!

The inspiration photo:

Grandma and Grandpa Ledbetter

2009-10-16T21:03:00.000-07:00

Last weekend Cleo's Grandma and Grandpa Ledbetter came for a visit. Cleo had an amazing time, in case you can't tell by the picture.

In other news, Cleo got her first balloon, thanks to a very nice checker at Trader Joe's. She LOVES it.

Rama Lama Ding Dong - Ten Months!

2009-10-07T22:36:00.000-07:00

Babs -

Well, I'm a bit late on the ten month post, but it was worth the wait. Yesterday, you took your first step! You stood up, holding on to the coffee table, turned toward me, let go of the table and took a step. You stopped, steadied yourself and then sat down. Congrats my love! I'm so proud of you! You are incredibly nimble and daring. You could be a stunt baby.

You are learning so rapidly it is overwhelming. We've been showing you a bit of sign language to help you communicate. You now know and use three signs: milk, more and all done. I'm planning on adding sleepy and/or nap to your repertoire, in the hopes you can cue me in when you're ready to rest. We'll see how it goes. You also clap and have blown kisses a few times. A lovely mom friend swears she heard you say "no" and "hi" last week. This morning I thought you said "more" while you were signing it. Baby, you are incredible.

Speaking of kisses, giving me and your daddy kisses is one of your favorite activities. When you first wake up in the morning we bring you in bed with us for milk and a cuddle. Once that's done, you're ready to play. You go back and forth between us bestowing kisses and giving me zerberts. Your kisses are "fresh" as your daddy says, as you haven't yet learned how to pucker, so they are open mouthed and involve drool. That being said, they are the sweetest kisses in the world! Making them even sweeter, is the fact that you've just started sleeping all the way through the night! It took just a few nights of sleep training and you had it down.

You investigate everything thoroughly and especially love cords. We have to keep a close eye on you all the time. Due to your slender frame, you can squeeze into small areas, giving you access to things we thought were protected by strategic furniture arrangement. I can only hope that your interest level in off-limits items will wane with age. Probably not, but I can certainly hope.

Babs, you rock. You are the highlight of all my days. You are funny, smart and incredibly cute. I love watching you learn and grow.

Love,
-Mommy

Cleo's First Show: Cleo Rocks Out, Right Outta Heah!

2009-09-29T22:30:00.000-07:00

Posted by: Cal

On Friday Cleo went to her first live show: Visqueen performing live at Easy Street Records on Queen Anne.
Cleo threw on her best "Johnny Cash Folsom Prison" onesie and black corduroy leggings to get ready to rock out for the evening.
It was running dangerously close to her bedtime (7pm) and the band hadn't gone on yet, but Cleo powered through because she's that big of a Visqueen fan.
Finally the band comes onstage, and Cleo's clapping her hands in that almost-clapping-more-like-finger-crunching baby-clap kinda way. Visqueen goes into their first song, and, um, it's pretty loud. Stacia's holding her hands over Cleo's ears. But Cleo wants none of this. She wants to ROCK! R. O. C. K. Exclamation point. She's shoving Stacia's hands away, but me, knowing that she needs to have the sound muffled, and, slightly nervous that she'll leave this show with permanent hearing damage, am adamant about covering her ears. She's still pushing our hands away. So we give her a few seconds of pure Visqueen bliss, until we cover her head-holes again. And then she pushes our hands away, and so on and so forth for the course of the next three songs.
As we figure out that she's less likely to throw fists if we just plug her ears with our fingers instead of cupped hands, a nice couple, who's also brought their kid to the show, brings over their chopper phones for Cleo to use. We feel like since it was such a nice gesture, we need to try. And we know what's going to happen, and, yep, the phones get yanked right off. And now it's 7:30, Cleo hates us and her ear distractions, and she wants to go to bed. So, we go.
She'll have plenty of other chances to see the band

Lullaby

2009-09-28T20:01:00.001-07:00

Cleo -

Singing to your baby is a natural part of parenting. Over the months we've developed our own lullaby. In case you're curious when you're older, and in case I've forgotten by that time, I thought I'd write down the lyrics for posterity. The verses vary according to guests and who we've seen each day, but these are the most consistent ones.

Sweet lady baby don't you cry, you're in mommy's arms.
Sweet lady baby don't you cry, it is time for bed.
Sweet lady baby don't you cry, all you need to know is that mommy loves you so.

Sweet lady baby don't you cry, daddy's arms are strong.
Sweet lady baby don't you cry, daddy loves to hug.
Sweet lady baby don't you cry, all you need to know is that daddy loves you so.

Sweet lady baby don't you cry, Dan is standing guard.
Sweet lady baby don't you cry, he'll eat up your mess.
Sweet lady baby don't you cry, all you need to know is that Dan loves you so.

Sweet lady baby don't you cry, Eli is your friend.
Sweet lady baby don't you cry, he loves to play.
Sweet lady baby don't you cry, all you need to know is that Eli loves you so.

I love you Babs!
-Mommy

Seattle Baby

2009-09-27T19:56:00.000-07:00

A few weekends ago Cal and I decided to take Cleo for a nice afternoon walk to get some coffee. Half way to the coffee shop it started raining heavily. The kind of rain that Seattlites rarely see. For the record, we tried to put Cal's hat on Cleo, but she's not into hats these days.

Now that we're officially into fall, Cleo may need to reconsider the hat issue.

Eli Attacks!

2009-09-08T21:57:00.000-07:00

Cleo and Eli spend a lot of playtime together, especially now that they are neighbors. We figure they need to learn to play together, so eye gouging is generally the only prohibited activity. One day, there was an accidental tackle combined with some teething discomfort that led to Eli crying and attempting to suckle Cleo's face. She seemed to find it amusing, despite the trail of drool on her cheek.

Ahh, the things kids do!

Nine Months - Kapow!

2009-09-05T12:03:00.000-07:00

Babs -

You are now nine months old. You are active and tenacious. I love watching you push yourself to do new things. You make me laugh and you make me happy.

Stats:
16lbs 9oz (12th percentile)
28.5 inches (85th percentile)

Due to your slender status, Dr. Hadley has recommended we start putting butter on all of your food. Auntie Margaret says you are the reason people say, "light as a feather, stiff as a board," because you are so slim, and you prefer to stand. So if someone is setting you down, you refuse to bend at the waist. It's cute and charming.

You are on the move! As you recall from your eight month update, you started crawling. Now you've graduated to pulling yourself up to standing and "cruising". To me, cruising sounds like a teenage activity that is generally frowned upon by adults. However, in baby lingo, cruising refers to walking along items of furniture, tightly clutching on for dear life to avoid falls. You my lady, do not clutch in fear, but instead bravely move about the house.

You've continued to enjoy swimming with friends.

And swimming in the tub!

You've even started feeding yourself.

We've ended up with new nicknames for you again, and Babs is our current favorite. I still call you Nugget and often call you Chicken. Whatever we call you, you remain awesome!

Lady, you are so much fun. You are bright and beautiful, sweet and incredible. You teach me so much. Thank you.

I love you!
-Mommy

Omnivore? YES!

2009-08-30T20:08:00.000-07:00

Today Cleo tasted her first meat. It was ground turkey, served plain, at breakfast. Immediately after eating it, she started growling. I thought perhaps we had created a monster. A monster that was unleashed by her first taste of animal flesh. But she was so cute it didn't seem worth it to be afraid.

Later in the day we played in the yard. All in all, a wonderful and relaxing day.

Aunt Kayla

2009-08-27T11:51:00.001-07:00

Cleo had a visit from her lovely Aunt Kayla. Yay for aunties!

Fangs!

2009-08-27T11:08:00.000-07:00

While Cleo enjoyed her first frittata, I got a great shot of her top teeth on their way in. Her two side teeth on the top have broken through, so she temporarily has fangs. Fortunately, this is not indicative of her personality.

Cousin Davyn

2009-08-10T13:14:00.000-07:00

Posted by: Cal

Davyn, my brother Clint and sister-in-law Maryann's son is Cleo's cousin.

Here're photos from their recent time hanging out in Grandma and Grandpa's backyard.

Moving!

2009-08-06T14:28:00.001-07:00

She Crawls! Eight months of sedentary play comes to a dramatic halt.

2009-08-04T21:11:00.000-07:00

At eight months and one day, crawling has commenced. Unlike many moms I know who are excited about the physical advancements of their babes, I have not-so-secretly hoped that Cleo would take her time with the whole mobility thing. Of course I wouldn't want her to be delayed, just in no rush to be roaming around. My days of going to the bathroom with reasonable confidence that she will be in the same location when I return are over. But, my lamentations aside, this is an amazing way to start off Cleo's eighth month!

Beebs,

We've been busy this month! We've done a few road trips to visit family and friends. Also, we're packing up the house and preparing to move to a new home. This Friday we'll be moving into our new place, right next door to Jeremy, Margaret and Eli. We'll have a backyard for you and Dan to play in, and a few amenities to make life with you smoother. Namely, a washer and dryer! I'm sure it will be a long time before you appreciate household appliances, but let me assure you, this is an exciting improvement.

When you were born, I splurged and purchased a video monitor, so I could see you while sleeping. A few nights ago Daddy and I discovered that you are now capable of pulling yourself up on things to stand. We realized this the hard way when you tried it for the first time in your crib, and fell out. As a perfect example of irony, Daddy was telling me a story about how his coworker had advised him to lower the crib mattress before we thought we needed to. Seconds after he told me this, we looked up, and saw that you were missing from the monitor image. We rushed to your room to find you laying on the floor, crying. You were totally fine, but I wasn't for a while. Your crib mattress has now been lowered as far as it will go to let you sleep safely!

You've finally taken a real interest in food and you love it. You've enjoyed everything you've tried - even spinach. Today I gave you cubes of potatoes and you fed them to yourself like a champ. Dan loved it too, because you dropped quite a bit.

Lately you've spent tons of time with your Daddy. You are so gorgeous, he is constantly taking pictures of you. I've enjoyed watching you two play and interact. You have an incredible dad who loves you and loves being with you.

Swimming has been a popular pastime for you. The weather has been very hot, so we've spent a lot of time outside while you enjoy your pool. You love to splash and play with your toys. I hope you turn out to be a good swimmer, as it was my absolute favorite childhood activity.

Tonight, while I rocked you to sleep, I thought about how quickly this time has passed. As I rocked you, I noticed how perfectly your head rested in the crook of my arm and your legs fit snugly around my waist. You've been a perfect fit for cuddling all this time, but I was struck at how these days are surely numbered. There will be a day when you are too big for me to rock. Then a day when you will be too big to carry. Then a day when you are so big you may not want to snuggle with me at all. It just made me realize all the more how precious and fleeting these days are.

Today, you are still my precious baby. My presence can make you happy. A hug can avert tears. My smiles make you smile, and vice versa. Even in your most difficult moments, I cherish being with you. I'm so lucky to know you, and I know it!

You are amazing. I love sharing your life. I love you more than I can express in words. You are a blessing to me. I can't wait to see what our future holds, but I'm in no rush, as these moments are full of such exquisite joy.

Love,
-Mommy

Empanadas are the new cupcakes

2009-07-14T16:43:00.000-07:00

Anyone wanna go to Williamsburg to get an empanada?

Ugh. Me neither.

Let's listen to more Animal Collective.

Any day now...

2009-07-13T15:52:00.000-07:00

...She's going to be crawling. She spends the majority of her waking hours rocking around on all fours. I have to admit my feelings are mixed. I'm excited for her, but not looking forward to all the chasing in my future.

A Thousand Words

2009-07-11T15:42:00.000-07:00

Posted by: Cal

I love teh Internets, I freaking love them. What I don't love, though, is digital. Some of my fave albums I own on vinyl. Not that I dislike MP3s, there's just something to be said about the tangible. The touchable. The artwork.
I also can't stand digital photography. I understand some artists can shoot digital and still take fantastic photos, but there's really something to be said for film. The quality. The suspense. Looking at prints from a roll for the first time.
So, for the first time ever, dear readers, here are some of my 35mm photos of Cleo:

Time Traveling at 7 Months

2009-07-02T08:07:00.000-07:00

I've been a negligent blogger. I've let the fast pace of summer distract me from appropriate baby updates. But I am on track for a 7-month update, filled with 'old' pictures that will take us back in time all the way to May. Hold on to your seats, dear reader(s)!

Cleo -

You are now seven months old. In my mind, your biggest advancement is that your smile has changed. It now involves more upper gum and extremely cute nose scrunching. It's like you've transitioned from baby smile to little girl grin! It has happened just in this last week, so I have yet to capture it on camera.

Your interest in food may have just taken a turn. In the last few days I've given you rice cereal and then potatoes, and for the first time you stopped immediately pushing them out with your tongue. Now, you haven't exactly started taking bites of food, but this is still an advancement. I suspect your palate is going to vastly expand during your seventh month. Oh, and last weekend your great aunt Val fed you buttercream frosting while I wasn't looking. If you develop a dairy allergy in the future, I'm really sorry, blame your great aunt Val.

You've been quite the social butterfly lately, as we've traveled across the state a few times to see different family members, and you continue to spend time with friends at home. Below is a picture of you with Ryan. He's just three weeks younger than you and cute as can be. And he apparently loves your shark as much as you do.
Back to the family members part, you took your first trip to the Keyes family estate, Bigwater, over Memorial Day weekend. Here are pics below of you with Uncle Tannar, second cousin Kyan, Great Grandma and Grandpa Keyes, and Aunt Shaylee. For the record, the scratches on your Great Grandpa's face are from a motorcycle accident, caused in part by Kyan. It was quite the event. Cleo, not only do you have great grandparents, but they are all active and awesome. I hope you realize how fortunate you are in this respect.

For the last month, your Daddy has been very busy at work. He is a publicist for a film festival and has been so busy he's barely seen us.

When he finally was home, he took tons of time to cuddle and love on you. One day he dressed you in overalls that belonged to him when he was a baby. You looked so adorable in your farmer pants I couldn't resist taking a picture.
We rounded out the month by heading to Lake Chelan. I've been going to Chelan since I was a little girl and it was a strange sensation to arrive with my little girl for the first time. We went swimming together in the pool, since you're still a bit small for the super cold lake, and you loved it. I suppose I should get used to this strange nostalgic feeling that you inspire so often.

Beebs, you are awesome. Each day with you is a joy. You make me laugh and inspire me. Smooching you is my favorite thing to do.

I love you!
-mommy

Congratulations Nanny Paige!

2009-06-12T22:02:00.001-07:00

Cleo and I took a road trip of sorts today, down to the mysterious land of the Geoduck known as Evergreen State College. We had the honor of attending the graduation of Paige, who has been Cleo's nanny since I returned to work.

Cleo was a bit intimidated by the crowd, but she clearly was excited for Paige, because when Paige's name was announced it was the only time the yells and claps didn't make Cleo cry.

Play Date!

2009-06-12T21:49:00.000-07:00

Cleo and Eli spent some time playing. Which led to Margaret and I spending some time oogling over how gorgeous our bebes are. Which led to photo op! Enjoy the synchronized stripes and amazing baby floor flying poses.

Dan is apparently so desperate for attention that he decided to overcome his mistrust of cameras and get in on the action. Cleo and Eli expressed concern. And rightfully so. Dan looks rabid in the photo. I love it! Hysterical.

Sweet Potato Trauma

2009-06-12T21:44:00.000-07:00

Regarding the pureed sweet potato Cleo says, "I decline!"

She hated them so much that when I tried to feed her rice cereal the next day, she tightly pursed her lips whenever she saw the spoon. She didn't even care that it was rice cereal and not the dreaded sweet potato. Note that Cleo is now using her fancy high chair courtesy of GG & GG Keyes and the Bowe family. Now she gets to dine with mommy and daddy!

In other news, Cleo is now a rolling master. She's been rolling her way all around, which leads her to some new locations.

Today

2009-06-04T21:11:00.000-07:00

Cleo and I had a wonderful day. For breakfast, she tried peas for the first time. For lunch, we met the Moms at Greenlake Park and enjoyed relaxing in the shade. Cleo tried the swings and thought they were fun.

After Mommy day we went over to Margaret's for a pool party with Eli, Ruby and Clover. She got too tired to swim, and passed out on the lounge chair instead.

Teething and Tears: 6-Months of Awesome

2009-06-03T22:23:00.000-07:00

My sweet lady baby,

Today you are officially six months old. Today finds you to be beautiful, spectacular and engaging. You are growing and learning by leaps and bounds. You can do so much now.

Growth Stats:
15lbs 6.4oz (50th percentile)
27.5" (90th percentile)

Action:
Rolling over is your favorite activity. You roll both ways and I've noticed you start to roll intentionally, that is, you spot an item you want and roll towards it. Yesterday you got up on your hands and knees at the same time, but then a sound startled you and you fell down. Since then, you continue to push up on your hands, but I haven't seen you try getting on your knees again. You continue to dislike sitting, but are getting much better at it. Your stomach muscles are getting stronger, but you have a way to go before you'll be able to sit unsupported.

Sleep:
Sleep has been a bit tricky the last week or so, but not because you've discontinued your awesome sleep habits, but because you've had a lot of secondary issues interrupting you. You are teething, which makes you grumpy and restless. Concurrently, you are now too tall for your bassinet. Baby, my heart broke (here's where the aforementioned tears come in) when I wheeled your bassinet out of my room! I've spent the last week sleeping on your floor on an air mattress while you slept (or tried to sleep) in your crib. Finally last night I decided I'm just not ready for you to sleep in a different room, so you now are bunking in a pack and play next to my bed.

I mentioned above that rolling is your favorite activity. You love it so much you have even started doing it while sleeping! But sadly, you don't really like to roll over while asleep, because it wakes you up and you are angry. On the positive side, last night you started rolling just to your side instead of all the way over, and that seems to make you happy. I am also a side sleeper, so I completely understand this desire.

Teeth:
You have a tooth! Your first tooth broke through on June 1st. It's still pretty flush with your gums, but it's becoming more clear by the day. And I suspect your other bottom tooth is soon to arrive.

Eating:
Your favorite food is milk. You like it for all meals and snacks. You've tried rice cereal and avocado, but you don't seem convinced that food other than milk is something worth being interested in. I bought some frozen organic peas from the store today. Tomorrow morning I'm going to steam and mash them for you and we'll see if you like that better. I figure they are about as sweet as a veggie gets, so I'm hoping you enjoy them. If not, oh well. You'll eat when you're ready to.

Me:
Today I had a funny moment. I was driving back from work and it was very hot. I was wearing some ridiculous sun glasses and listening to the radio. I came across "Welcome to the Jungle" and listened to it very loud with the car windows down. Now, this may seem trivial, however it parallels a moment I had during pregnancy. I was wearing the exact same sunglasses, making the same drive back from Redmond and listening to the same song. When this happened during pregnancy, I had one of my bigger freak outs over the crushing reality that you, Cleo, were soon to join me. I wondered who I would be as a mother. Could I be funny? Could I be ironic? Could I be sarcastic? What would my identity be? I feared that as a mother, my humor would be lost in the seriousness of guiding a child into this world. That instead of someone being silly with loud music and tacky glasses, I would be a mom, sadly attempting to be hip. All humor lost.

I tell you this story Cleo because I'm happy to report that when I blasted the radio today, I felt like me. I'm different now that I have you, but only in better ways. I've become the next-gen me, now featuring advanced multi-tasking skills, one-handed eating action and awesome tiger striping. Wow, I'm a mom. And I'm doing it, humor intact.

Cleo, you make every day a pleasure and a joy. Every day I'm in a state of continual praise to God over how amazing you are. It's such a privilege to be your mommy.

I love you,
Mom

Quiche Fail: Or How I Utilized My Corporate Training to Overcome Common Household Disasters

2009-05-22T19:53:00.000-07:00

Confession 1: This is the second time Dr. Strangelove has been referenced in a blog title here at Herecomesmybabyledbetter, but let's face it, it's a great title format.

Confession 2: Today I experienced a DRAMATIC and SPECTACULAR domestic failure.

Failure it seems, is often preceded by the illusion of success. After another day on the job, the afternoon continued with a sunny walk with the ladies. A good time was had by all.

Following the walk, Cleo and I came home and enjoyed her snack and a cuddle. In preparation for Cal to come home, I decided to make a quiche for dinner. Cleo played in her bouncy seat and I narrated the action.

"Cleo, this is how you blind bake a crust."
"Cleo, now I'm sauteing vegetables."
"Cleo, now I'm grating cheese."
And so on.

Too all appearances, we were experiencing domestic bliss. And then I had quiche fail. While putting my glorious quiche into the oven, I somehow dropped it while it was half-way onto the rack. It immediately dumped over, spilling the contents all over the oven door. Eggs and vegetables sizzled on the door, and oozed slowly out the bottom of the oven, spreading all over the floor.

Confession 3: I temporarily panicked, struck with a mixed urge to simultaneously laugh and cry. Cleo sensed my ire, and looked on anxiously.

Quickly I regained my senses and it occurred to me that I'm a capable lady, and if spending years in a corporate environment has taught me anything, it is how to leverage my resources, and how to unleash the potential of others to facilitate my passions. Or something like that.

Confession 4: I knowingly risked the health of Dan (via exposure to potentially salmonella infected raw eggs) in the name of "leveraging my corporate resources." But I felt it was a measured risk, as dog immune systems are tougher than ours when it comes to foodborne cooties. Cal insists that Dan eats poop, so my confidence level in Dan's ability to avoid illness is high.

Dan, you are my hero. I promise to make no disparaging remarks about you for at least one week. I love you.

Cleo the Hulk

2009-05-16T09:42:00.000-07:00

In a storm of fury, Cleo unleashes the power of rapid growth, and bursts through the terrible bonds of jammy feet. Can she save her giraffe from the evil clutches of Dan?!? No one makes Cleo mad without paying the consequences. Tune in to the next episode of Cleo the Hulk for the shocking finale.

Mommy Day

2009-05-15T14:00:00.000-07:00

"Mommy Day is for moms, and moms to be, to come to together in community serving each-other and supporting one and other into and in motherhood."

During my pregnancy I was lucky enough to join a group of ladies who were either pregnant or moms of newborns. We meet on a weekly basis in parks or each other's homes to share a meal and talk. They have been an incredible source of support and a wealth of information for Cleo and myself. These mommies make this whole parenting experience so much better and smoother than I could have imagined. I'm consistently grateful to them and the friendship we share.

This week we decided to take a group picture. The babes range in age from 13 months to 12 weeks old. Missing from the group picture are Margaret and Eli, as Eli, aka "Professor Tugboat," was napping during picture time. Cleo, for your future reference here's who is in the picture, from left to right: Caroline and Jubilee, Amber and Hayden (and Hayden is blocking the view of baby #2 expected in about two months), Laura and Dr. Spaceman (aka Avery), Keri and Ruby, Us, Kirsten and Owen, and Joy and Clover.

We hope to take regular group pictures to document the great time we have together, and the rapid and amazing ways our wee ones are changing.

Mother's Day! Yay!

2009-05-11T20:33:00.000-07:00

Cleo, yesterday we celebrated our first Mother's Day. It was wonderful. You slept in, and when you woke up we cuddled while daddy made me a wonderful breakfast of banana-buckwheat pancakes and strawberry syrup. Concurrently, I made you a breakfast of mashed avocado. You made some pretty funny faces! Dan lingered closely, hoping you'd drop some. As I predicted, Dan's affection for you is growing along with your menu.

Confession: On the way back from Bartell's today, we stopped and bought a paper from our regular Real Change guy. I was carrying you in the bjorn. I walked away, reading the headlines and suddenly, thwack! I walked us into a street sign pole. You had a moment of shock, and then began a really sad scream. Baby girl, I'm so sorry! I've heard that all parents drop their babies at least once. So far that hasn't happened and I'm hoping this is the worst thing I do to you. I walked home rapidly, nervously groping your shoulder and arm to see if I had broken you. Once I got home I pulled you out of the bjorn and daddy checked you out. You were completely ok. I cried a little bit. Then I was ok too. Once again, I'm really sorry.

A Day at the races

2009-05-03T18:44:00.001-07:00

Posted by: Cal

Today was Cleo's first day at the horse races. I wanted to take Cleo to make sure she stays connected with her roots. I grew up around horses, and was probably on the back of one by the time I was Cleo's age. My grandpa owned racehorses when I was a kid, and I have fond memories of being at the track, betting on the horses and watching them win. All very Hemmingway-esque.

So we took Cleo today, vowing that we make this a regular thing. Here are some pictures.

Oh yeah, I ended the day doubling the money I walked in with on a horse named Rosieontop. One of my grandpa's horses was named Proud Rosie. No relation.

First food

2009-04-27T21:21:00.000-07:00

Yesterday Cleo tried her first bites of food. She had some organic rice cereal mixed with formula. The response was mixed, but she swallowed more than I expected. We'll keep practicing until she gets the swallowing down, then we'll move on to veggies!

Happy Easter!

2009-04-12T21:00:00.000-07:00

He is risen. He is risen indeed.

Her first Easter dress! So gorgeous!

A shoe connoisseur

2009-04-12T20:58:00.000-07:00

Ahhh, technology.

2009-04-12T20:53:00.000-07:00

Cleo -
As of today, this is a relatively hip shirt. Ipods are ubiquitous. I'm sure that one day you will look at this and think, wow, is that like an eight track or something? Ask me what an eight track is. Or better yet, ask your grandparents.

New skill: Toe Tasting

2009-04-03T20:43:00.001-07:00

Four Month Stats

2009-04-02T22:00:00.000-07:00

Cleo had her four month doctor visit today. She's growing excellently!

Height: 26.5 inches
Weight: 13lbs 11.9oz

She's gorgeous and completely healthy. Thank the Lord!

Ground control to Major Cleo

2009-03-28T14:36:00.000-07:00

We picked up this sweet Bowie tee prior to meeting Cleo. She's finally big enough to wear it! She made sure to look hunky dory for the camera.

16 Weeks

2009-03-26T20:11:00.000-07:00

Cleo -

You continue to grow and change so quickly. You are now able to roll over from your tummy to your back. You've also rolled once from your back to your tummy, but I have yet to record it in your baby book. You were on the edge of a blanket and I think you fell off the edge more than you rolled. However, in case you'd prefer to consider that your first time, it happened on March 21st.

You are such a good baby. So far your schedule is quite consistent, and you continue to sleep through the night (mostly). You are working on going to bed earlier, closer to nine. You sleep until about 5am, wake for snack, then continue sleeping until 8:30 or so.

You are babbling and cooing and making all sorts of baby noises, but you only do it a few times a day. The rest of the time you seem to be in observational mode - just absorbing your surroundings. You are quick to smile and it is so much fun talking to you.

Last week I started working again and you've been spending your weekdays with nanny Paige. So far you've been a very good girl for her and you seem to like her a lot. I miss you terribly when I'm away and while I'm working, but I have to admit it feels good to be doing some critical thinking again.

Baby girl, you are my favorite. I love you.

-Mommy

On the road again...

2009-03-26T20:05:00.000-07:00

Cleo recently took a trip down to Camas, WA with her Bumpaw (my dad Robert) and Nana (mom Karen) to visit her great grandparents and her great great grandparents. It was a wonderful visit all around. Here are pics of her with her great great grandmother Elsie and her great great grandfather Boyce. Also included is a five generation shot of the Krause family!

On the move...

2009-03-05T11:04:00.000-08:00

Yesterday Cleo rolled over for the first time! She rolled from tummy to back. I'm so proud of her!

12-weeks

2009-02-25T09:36:00.000-08:00

Cleo -

Today you are twelve weeks old. You have grown and changed so much in these few weeks. Your smiles are bigger and more frequent and your face is becoming more expressive by the day. You are noticing so much more around you now. You react whenever new people enter a room or you hear new sounds around you.

You are starting to really notice and enjoy your toys. Your current favorite is Giraffe. You like to cuddle and eat Giraffe so he frequently sits in the carseat with you to keep you company on rides.

Your little legs are constantly kicking and your arms are swinging around. You are starting to notice your hands in a meaningful way - reaching for things with intent. The easiest thing for you to get a grip on is usually your burp cloth, so I frequently find you clutching your burp cloth tightly in both hands and shoving it into your mouth. This is convenient to me, because your salivary glands are kicking in and you are starting to drool a bit. Mostly you make spit bubbles and I get to wipe up bubbly streaks from your sweet cheeks.

You continue to be a dream baby as far as your sleeping goes. You currently go to bed between 10-11 and have been sleeping in until 7-7:30. You then have a quick snack and sleep until 9-10. I'm hoping to get you to bed a bit earlier at night and have you wake up earlier too because I'm about to head back to work. I'd like you to wake up earlier in the morning so we can have some good cuddle time before I have to focus on other things. But I think it's playing with fire to tinker too much with baby sleep, so I'll try to resist poking the bear unless it really seems necessary.

I love calling you by a variety of nicknames. I think parents can't help but call their babies silly names. My current favorites for you are Little Nugget, Snoogle (like snuggle, sort of), Cuddle, Lovey and Lady. I also call you Clee-Lo on occassion. It still makes me laugh to think of you having a "gangsta" name. (Thanks again Lily!)

Cleo, you have surpassed all of my cautious expectations and wildest hopes for how wonderful a baby could be. Thank you so much for being the best baby ever. We are so proud of you, our sweet and precious lady baby.

Who knew snot could be so cute?

2009-02-21T19:17:00.000-08:00

This week Cleo has been struck with her first cold. She's been handling it admirably and it doesn't seem to be too serious. Just a nice warm-up for her wee immune system.

Her first snot nose. Cute and sad and gross.

Looking gorgeous on day one of her cold in her new spring dress from Aunt Kayla.

Here's Dan - shocked at being included on the blog again.

Rattles are delicious!

Road Trip

2009-02-17T19:52:00.001-08:00

This weekend Cleo took her first road trip. We headed over the mountains to introduce her to family and friends.

Being good in the car

Wearing her Cubs shirt for Grandma and Grandpa Ledbetter

Meeting Great Grandpa Shahan

Relaxing with Uncle Clint

Stats

2009-02-02T09:38:00.001-08:00

I forgot to post it, but last Wednesday Cleo had her 8-week appointment. Where has the time gone! She got an excellent review from the pediatrician. She is now:

10-lbs 7-oz
23.5 inches long

Wow! She's getting so big! Also, she still continues to sleep through the night, approximately from 11pm to 6am, wakes for snack, then continues to sleep until 8-ish.

We totally won the baby lottery!

More Photos of Cleo

2009-01-31T11:24:00.001-08:00

Cleo with "Urban Family" Aunt Susy.

Oh Dude!: Or How I learned to Stop Worrying and Clean Up the Shit

2009-01-30T15:46:00.000-08:00

Posted by: Cal

Stacia and I are watching T.V. last week. I hear her say, "Uh oh." Oh no. Uh oh, what? I ask. She lifts up our little girl off her lap to reveal a wet spot on her jeans. Cleo leaked. What's so horrible about that? "No, look at her back," Stacia says. The back of Cleo's onesie is covered in what looks like chocolate pudding, but I know that's not what it is. It's coming from the inside, from out of her diaper. Oh Jesus. I want nothing to do with that catastrophe. "I need you to hold her hands so she doesn't trash her arms into it," Stacia says. Oh God. As I'm holding her hands, Stacia takes apart the diaper. A steamy, beef-stew-pudding concoction is revealed. It strings from her stomach to the diaper. I gag. Then I catch a whiff. I gag again, and then, Oh no. I almost puke. On the dog. Stacia starts cleaning it off Cleo's butt, but it's too much, and this is when I realize, somehow, Cleo has it on the sleeve of her onesie. So Stacia decides to stop wiping (20 wipes later) and give her a bath. How to get the onesie off without smearing it on Cleo's face? Stacia and I come up with the same idea at the same time...

...we cut the onsie off, ER style.

Eli!

2009-01-28T18:54:00.000-08:00

On January 15th, Cleo's "urban-family" cousin, Eli was born.

That next Saturday, Cleo got a chance to meet him!

Tiny Sleeper

2009-01-16T15:54:00.001-08:00

In preparation for her big move to sleeping in her crib (date to be determined) I've started having Cleo nap in her crib during the day. She looks so, so tiny in this seemingly giant crib!

And by the way, my baby has been sleeping through the night for about four or five days now. Seriously. Thank God! I've heard it happens as a fluke for a week or two around this age, but I'm praying it just continues. I'm a much happier mommy when my little lady sleeps well.

I have the best baby in the world!

Is there an elephant in the room?

2009-01-12T11:37:00.000-08:00

Cleo has had a busy weekend! She went to her first party (family pic, sort of and here's one of Cleo partying it up) (happy first birthday Ainsley!) and visited her great aunt Val and great uncle Wain along with second cousins Caprielle and Caiden. She also braved a trip to that terrifying store, Babies R Us with mommy. Whew! Today we're off to meet a new friend, Ryan. Hopefully we'll get some good pics of that visit.

In the mean time, more morning cuteness. Awesome elephant shirt courtesy of the Bos clan. Thanks guys!

NOTE: In this picture you can see the development of the coveted thigh chub. It's coming along quite nicely, although we've a way to go for full formation. Can't wait for it!

Five weeks, two days, and counting...

2009-01-09T12:44:00.000-08:00

Cleo loves the morning time. She's always smiling and making cute noises when she first wakes up. Well, sometimes she has to snack first before the smiles start, but she's pretty darn cute in the morning. Here are some pictures of her smiles, and her first wave to the camera.

Also, the stroller is like my totally favorite. We went for the first walk in the stroller today and I've never been more in love with a canvas and plastic contraption in my life. I heart stroller. It smells like freedom. I bet that's what France smells like too. Instead of freedom fries they should have called them freedom strollers. Makes total sense.

So to Cal's amazing coworkers - THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart for Cleo's Freedom Stroller!

4 weeks!

2009-01-02T13:04:00.000-08:00

While my sweet one is napping, I'll steal a few moments to update this here blog. This has been a big week for Cleo with many firsts. As of Wednesday, Cleo is officially four weeks old! We had a pediatrician appointment. She is now 8lbs 6.4oz and 22 inches long. That's an inch and a half of growth in four short weeks! Can you imagine that? No wonder she's so sleepy and hungry :-) This growth necessitated a ride in the swing while Daddy adjusted the shoulder straps on her car seat - this picture captured her still blue eyes nicely I think.

In other firsts, Cleo had her nails trimmed for the first time and also slept a full night in her bassinet instead of in bed with Mommy and Daddy. This was hard on me, but I have to admit I slept a bit better.

Today there was a bit of sunshine so I held her and myself in front of the window to catch some rays. (Good tip Grandma Karen!) Aren't her eyelashes getting long? So lovely...

Look at this girl...

2008-12-30T18:41:00.000-08:00

...she cracks me up.

Shoes by Kat

Blanket by Monica

Bear from Grandma Pam, swing from Ainsley

Presents!

2008-12-25T10:50:00.001-08:00

Cleo opened presents from Mommy, Daddy and Grandma Chris. She got a Horsey Girl growth chart, a beautiful music box and some adorable clothes. As for Cal and I, we found Cleo under our tree!

Cleo's First Christmas Morning

2008-12-25T10:14:00.000-08:00

Cleo awoke, realizing it was her first Christmas morning. Imagine the joy she felt knowing that under the tree were presents just for her!

She got all dressed up for the occasion, then wanted to eat something before opening presents.

"Hurry up, Cleo," her daddy exclaimed, too excited to wait for her to eat.
"Hold on, daddy," she said.

Cleo's First Christmas Eve

2008-12-25T09:55:00.000-08:00

Posted by: Cal

On Christmas Eve Uncle Jeremy and Aunt Margaret came over as we munched on tapas, ate way too much candy, and opened presents. We went to bed early in anticipation of Cleo's first Christmas morning!

Grown up time.

2008-12-23T18:35:00.000-08:00

Today Cal let me out of the house for a few hours to finally do my Christmas shopping. While out, my friend Lauren dropped a gift by the house and met me at Verite for some coffee. I have to say, it was both nice and terrifying to be away from Cleo for a few hours.

Hello Christmas, hello the last of my twenties.

2008-12-21T09:27:00.000-08:00

Yesterday we celebrated Christmas early with Grandma and Grandpa Ledbetter. We had a special holiday outfit for Cleo that even included butt ruffles! So cute! We were dually celebrating my 29th birthday.

Grandma Pam's here!

2008-12-18T08:11:00.000-08:00

Posted by: Cal

My mom arrived yesterday by plane from the Tri-Cities. She could barely contain her excitement as she called me three times on my way to the airport to see if I was there yet.
When she (finally) got to our apartment, she was able to hold her granddaughter Cleo.

Then the next day she bought her like five trillion pink outfits.

(Plus she's sitting here this morning in the Seattle snow as we plan to do nothing all day and she learns how to make a blog.)

Another random day

2008-12-14T18:55:00.000-08:00

Today I bought Cleo her first Christmas present, but I'm not telling what it is...

We woke up to snow this morning, and of course, like everything else, Dan didn't care whether it had snowed or not.

Stacia gave Cleo her first bath this evening, she obviously loved it.

She's just like her daddy: hates everything except films, music, food, and sleeping.

Big day out

2008-12-13T21:20:00.000-08:00

Posted by: Cal

This morning Stacia, Cleo, and I loaded into the car to take some canned food down to SIFF Cinema to donate to a local food bank. After a brief stop by the store to pick up the necessities (egg nog and whiskey) we went to pick up a Christmas tree. Wanting Cleo's first Christmas to be one to remember, I demanded we get a big tree. I mean a BIG tree. This thing is 10 feet tall with the angel on top.

Then we fell asleep.

Later that night Cleo lost her thingy and gained a belly button!!!

Tummy Time

2008-12-12T14:26:00.000-08:00

Cleo had some tummy time this afternoon to build strength and to keep her head in the beautiful shape that it is. Dan assisted with the proceedings. Note the adorable blanket made special for Cleo by Great Grandma Krause.

The best part of waking up...

2008-12-12T09:01:00.000-08:00

When I wake up in the morning, I get to look at this sweet face next to me. I'm not interested in permanent co-sleeping, but I found that right now, in order to get sleep myself, I need Cleo next to me at night. This way, when I wake up once or twice each hour I can quickly confirm that she is still breathing, then fall back asleep. I'm sure it won't be long before I'm ready to move her to the bassinet. At least that's what I keep telling myself.

Today Cleo and I have an action packed agenda. We will be walking to the Sip and Ship to select Christmas cards and then we need to go to the grocery store for milk. This will by my most physically challenging day to date. I think I may end up driving to the grocery store instead of walking. We'll have to see how it goes. Also, will try to get awake pictures of Cleo to go with all the sleepy ones I seem to be getting.

First ladies day out!

2008-12-11T23:24:00.000-08:00

Today we made our first ventures out into the land of the living since coming home from the hospital. I have been very lucky to join the company of a group of women who have all recently become mothers, or are in progress. The group refers to itself as "Park Day" because we started meeting for lunch on Thursdays in different parks during the summer. I affectionately refer to it as "Mom Cult" because I find it interesting that so many of my peers are breeding all at the same time. It feels mildly like we all drank something, which fortunately just made us fertile vs. poisoning us to death.

So today Cleo and I joined up with the Mom Cult mommies. There were 6 babies less than one year old in the same room. There was lots of spit up and boob talk. It felt good to get out of the house. Plus, Cleo looks adorable in her car seat (thanks Ainsley!) so I've shared a pic with you here.

Yesterday we celebrated Cleo's one-week birthday with some bubbly. She didn't like it as much as milk but I'm sure it will grow on her. This week has gone by so quickly - it's hard to keep track of all the small things I see in her each day. She liked her binky for day three and four, and now seems to despise it. She still thinks her fingers are tasty, and is a champ at self soothing! She had her first diaper blow-out that necessitated a full wardrobe change. She had her first sponge bath, followed up by her first time peeing on the couch (oops - lesson learned by mommy on this one).

And she LOVES her daddy!

Thank You! And update!

2008-12-09T11:19:00.000-08:00

I'm online! OK - I've been online a bit before this, but haven't felt up to the task of blog update.

First, I want to thank everyone who kept an eye on the birth proceedings. Cal read me your comments between contractions and I can't express how good it was to hear your words of encouragement and to enjoy your speculations about Cleo's dimensions. It helped brighten the mood and keep us focused on the end goal - meeting our sweet baby girl!

As for Cleo, she's gorgeous, wonderful and she smells way better than Dan. She has a precious smile and shiny newborn blue eyes. As you've already seen in pictures, she looks just like her daddy. On occasion, she wrinkles her forehead and in those moments I can see a bit of myself. She's very calm and loves to cuddle, but can sleep on her own. As I understand it, this makes me very lucky, and much cleaner/well fed than many new mothers. She thinks her fingers are delicious and finds them frequently to calm herself. She lost a bit more weight at first than the pediatrician likes, but is on her way back to fighting weight. We have a dr. appointment this afternoon to confirm that all is well.

Firsts: She shed her first tears today. Wow, I don't think I was prepared for that. It was cute, sad and sweet all at the same time. I took a picture, but it is nsf-blog after review. Instead I've given you a very sweet sleeping photo taken just now as she naps beside me on the couch.

Grandma Chris is still with us and has been a great help and support. We can't thank her enough!

As for me, I feel pretty good - certainly much better than I expected. Really, I'm just tired. I'm really looking forward to full recovery so I'll have the strength to shop. Cal and I are very excited to indulge our desire for frilly girl clothes for Cleo.

For those of you who will continue to read the blog, I'll do my best to have regular updates of our favorite lady!

Thanks again to everyone!

Much Love!
-Stacia

Photos galore

2008-12-07T09:29:00.000-08:00

Here are some new photos of Cleo: Cleo with Grandma Chris, Cleo in her bassinet, Cleo staring out the window, Cleo with Mommy, etc.

Cleo at home

2008-12-05T22:16:00.001-08:00

First of all, Cleo does not have red hair.
I know the photos from yesterday were deceiving, but she has dark brown hair.
Also, Grandma Chris, Stacia's mom came today.
This morning Dana dropped by with Ainsley and brought cupcakes and coffee. Thanks Dana!

Cleo's first complete day

2008-12-04T14:25:00.001-08:00

Also, we're going home!!!

Update seis: the morning edition

2008-12-04T10:49:00.000-08:00

Posted by: Cal

We tried to sleep all night, couldn't really. I think I got into a zone, but I don't know about Stacia. Cleo slept in Mom's bed with her, and at one o'clock Cleo woke up with a diaper full of complete and utter grossness. After Stacia desecrated numerous washcloths while cleaning Cleo's bum. She then tried to give her something to eat, and she took it, finally. So now Cleo knows how to do that, so we're another step closer to leaving the hospital.
We listened to Devandra Banhart on loop last night and now forever that CD will = baby's first night. We woke early to be moved to a post-pardom (sp?) room where Stacia is now napping.
The pediatrician came in this morning and granted Cleo a clean bill of health. Not only is she healthy in the not-sick way, but her pallet is in tact, her legs and arms are in working order, her head will fuse fine, and she also has no birth marks and impeccable skin.
(I really hoped for one trait of mine to be passed down, my impenetrable immune system. Yay!)
I then left briefly to get coffee and walk idiot-face around the block.
Our wonderful neighbor Emily is watching Dan today so he doesn't howl all day long like yesterday.
Dan smelled my clothes and knew something suspicious was up. He searched the house for the new baby and was totally confused when it was just me...
He's in for a big surprise!
Now I'll go back to the book I'm reading (No Country For Old Men) and quietly wait for Stacia and Cleo to wake up, or maybe I'll go get something to eat.
Thanks again to everyone who wished Baby Cleo into the world via the blog, text messages, and calls.
And sorry to the few people I was short with on the phone (Stacia was having minute-long breaks between contractions at the time), but I appreciate the calls and we can't wait to see you all.
Thanks again Emily for watching ass-face, and also to the great nurses Trish and Anita, and the nurse-in-training Chelsea (you'll be a great nurse, you were the best help!). And of course thanks to our awesome midwife Maggie, we couldn't have done it without you.
Grandma Chris, we'll see you tomorrow.
Grandma Pam, we'll see you soon.

P.S. Later this afternoon I hope to get some more cute baby shots on the blog (hopefully no crying or closed eyes). So stay tuned.

more photos

2008-12-03T20:59:00.000-08:00

Cleo pooped on our midwife Maggie's shirt.

Here She Is...

2008-12-03T19:15:00.000-08:00

Cleo Elizabeth Ledbetter
b. 12/3/2008, 6:36pm
7 lbs. 9 oz

And the winner is...

2008-12-03T19:10:00.001-08:00

April, Cal's mom's coworker in the Tri-Cities won. She got the weight exactly, was about 10 minutes ahead and got the gender.

Photos and info to come.

P.S. Don't look at the comment posts to find out what April said. Wait for the next post (five minutes).

update cinco

2008-12-03T16:46:00.000-08:00

It's almost 5pm. The following people are out of the running:
Scott
Christine
Brian
Paige
Emily
Jennifer
Morgan

(unless Stacia magically gives birth in the next 10 minutes.)

Stacia is 8 cm dilated and her water has broken. She's officially in transition.

Sorry about taking so long to post. Stacia was in the jacuzzi.

It's the three o'clock hour...

2008-12-03T14:59:00.001-08:00

...and Scott is out of the running for the big prize.

the support team

2008-12-03T14:38:00.001-08:00

From left to right: Margaret, Nurse Anita, Stacia, Midwife Maggie, Nurse Intern Chelsea.

Update cuatro

2008-12-03T14:00:00.000-08:00

Contractions are still pit-free, about 4 minutes apart, and Stacia is handling them just fine.

Medical Update tres

2008-12-03T13:37:00.000-08:00

Stacia has been taken off the pit. She's having contractions on her own and is dilated to a 6 cm.

Place your bets everyone

2008-12-03T12:49:00.000-08:00

Dana suggested something fun. Gambling! Yay! No money involved (unless you'd like to, but that's between y'all).
Place your bets on
1) Gender
2) Weight
3) Birth Time

Whoever gets all three right without going over (Price is Right style) will win an awesome prize (or something).
Good luck. Just post a comment here with your answer.

Auntie Margaret's here!

2008-12-03T12:01:00.000-08:00

Margaret just got here! And she brought a delicious home-made sandwich for me and soup for Stacia.

For Dana

2008-12-03T11:31:00.000-08:00

This one's for Dana who requested more posts, and for Angie, whose lunch break will be over soon. Not much to report on the Stacia front. She's still trucking along. She's made the joke that she'll be one of those prairie women who fart and a baby comes out with no warning. We'll see.

From our window in our birthing suite we can see the Ballard 711 and Safeway. They seem right next door to each other from this vantage. Weird.

Also, Stacia requested a picture of me be put on the blog. She here's one of us together.

Baby's 'bout the get the dirt off its shoulders...

Update dos

2008-12-03T10:37:00.000-08:00

Stacia's contractions are fairly steady. She's not in any pain and she's pretty mellow. A woman we know who is pregnant and seeing the same midwife is here getting monitored. Stacia went to say Hi but she was busy doing that baby stuff that they do. She'll make her way over here sometime. Margaret's on her way with a sandwich. Stacia's texting Jana, and we're listening to KEXP.

Hellooooo...

2008-12-03T09:24:00.000-08:00

Posted by: Cal

So the texts have been sent and the moms have been called. I'm curious to who's reading this thing...
Please leave a comment so we know who all we're blogging to.

Love you all.

A time to comment

2008-12-03T08:35:00.000-08:00

Posted by: Cal

Well, I have some down time to do more than give brief health updates so I'll take a chance to write about other stuff.
So last night we went home. We made some chocolate chip cookies (I know, domestic, but whatever). We're trying to perfect a recipe to perfect these things so they'll be baby's favorite cookies ever and hopefully will compete with the awesomeness that will be Grandma Pam's cookies. We've got some tricks down, now we're going to tweak ingredients.
Anyhow, I digress. Last night we almost immediately went to bed (around 9:30pm) to anticipate getting up at 4:30am to be at the hospital by five.
This morning we took Dan down to pee, fed his idiot face, then headed out the door. That pretty much brings us to where we're at now, watching The Today Show. Since we came in before the shift change from night to day, we've met about five nurses, but now we're in for the long-run with Anita and her helper (student?) Chelsea.

update uno

2008-12-03T08:32:00.000-08:00

Posted by: Cal

It's 8:30 in the am on Wednesday the 3rd. Stacia is nearly 5 cm dilated. No contractions yet. Baby's healthy and looking good.

The Pitocin Begins

2008-12-03T07:31:00.000-08:00

We're at the hospital. It's taken FOREVER, but Stacia finally has a pitocin drip going to induce the labor.

In the Hospital

2008-12-02T18:19:00.000-08:00

Posted by: Cal

Stacia and I are in the hospital. I won't get into it, but they're using a non-drug method to try and induce labor. Right now they're monitoring baby.

Things are looking good, so hopefully Stacia and I will be able to go home tonight. If not, we'll stay the night.

In the meantime, I ran and got us food from Thai-ku.

And we're watching Brian Williams report the news.

If we go home, and Stacia doesn't naturally kick into labor, then we'll come back at 5 in the morning (ugh) for the pit drip.

Induction Update - 24 Hour Delay

2008-12-01T20:39:00.000-08:00

The update is that our induction has been postponed until 6pm tomorrow (Tuesday) due to crowding at the birth center. On the downside, this is an emotional roller coaster! On the upside, we have been given an extra 24 hours to get baby out without medical assistance.

Years ago I came across a quote that I'm reminded of now, "Patience equals concentrated strength." I hope this is true, and that I can reserve that strength for these last few days of pregnancy, and the more important days ahead when baby comes home to stay.