New Daycare

Laine has now spent one week in her new daycare. I like it a lot better than the previous daycare.

She and her friend, Olivia, sit in bouncy chairs facing each other and they play "foot wars." They look at each other, "talk," and lightly kick each other's feet. Apparently they both enjoy it a lot!

When I went to pick up Laine yesterday, she was playing with her friend, Cassy. They were on the same activity mat together sharing the dangling toys.

Tucker was also in the room, but he will likely get moved into the older infant room once more children enroll. (The center has only been open for a month.) I am not sure how much Laine and Tucker play since he already walks.

The person who let me know about this daycare is actually a former co-worker from my last job. His son, Liam, will be joining Laine's room in early October. Liam was born in the beginning of this month.

There is another Layne who is enrolling and will be in the older infant room. Obviously that Layne spells her name differently than our Laine.

An aside- Of course yesterday I got a call from one of the other day cares that I have been on the waiting list for. They have an opening. I thought to myself, "Where were you this time last month? Or the month before?" I had to let them know that I had just gotten Laine into a place that I enjoyed and that I would have to pass.

I talked with Laine's teacher a bit about Laine's development and personality:
- She must get eye contact when getting fed, or else fussiness will ensue.
- She cannot be put down unless she is VERY tired, or else she will wake up and insist on getting up.
- She can roll onto her tummy from her back...
...wait...
WHAT?!?!
I MISSED IT?!?!?! I missed my baby's first roll-over? I did! Since Laine was new, her teacher was unaware that it was the first time she had ever done it. She thought it was a common occurrence. Of course, Laine hasn't done it again since, at home or at school.

Completely worth it

Yup, there is nothing like it.

Through the lack of sleep and the hair pulling "I-don't-know-what-you-want!" times... the storm is finally settling. There is more of a nighttime routine. She only wakes up once in the night. We can take her out to restaurants. We are starting to hang out with friends again. She is not fighting the car seat. And she growing like a weed.

But best of all, we are completely in love with her. I just fill up with warmth and positive energy when I hold her.

Yup, there is nothing like it.

First Cold

There is a little boy in Laine's daycare that apparently had a head cold and snotted all over everything. Yup. Guess who managed to get the cold? Yup.

Daddy was super. He made a doctor's appointment and took her in. Now we have saline spray to spray up her nose. She "loves" it. She was so sick that she managed to sleep 10:30 PM to 6:30 AM!!! Shocking! It was the best night sleep we have gotten since she was born.

What is this?

A Blog Post? Nooo… could it be?? Oh my, I guess it is!

Highlights:

I am back at work. Before you ask, yes, I cried the first (and second) day I dropped Laine off at daycare.

I have located the lactation room at work. It is a 41-floor building and there is one locked room dedicated for lactating mothers to pump in during the day. Pretty cool, huh? They have two hospital pumps there. You just need the correct attachments (for hygiene purposes) to use. I am still trying to figure out if I was given said attachments when I was at the hospital. (By “given,” I mean my insurance company paid for when Laine had more interest in sleeping than eating.) If I was, then that means I won’t need to carry my whole pump back and forth from work. That would be very nice!

Laine is still drooling, but has learned how to make bubbles.

Laine has pretty much outgrown all her 0-3 month clothes and is now in her 3-6 month clothes.

Yesterday our friend, Donna, came over to take pictures of Laine with her new lens. The pictures I have seen are amazing! Here is a preview:
The happy family.



Laine all dressed up like a girly-girl.



Laine blowing bubbles.