Today Wyatt went to an ENT to have an upper lip tie release (frenectomy). We had been last week for a consult, as I suspected that he had a lip tie, and sure enough, he had a pretty severe one. I was so on the fence about whether or not to have the frenectomy done, but in the end, decided to go ahead with the procedure.
When both of my boys were first born, nursing was really painful. I just chalked it up to “building up a callous.” While I do think that was part of it, now I know better. With both boys, the pain was temporary, only lasting for the first 4 weeks or so, and I got by with truckloads of lanolin and nipple shields, and at the end of four weeks we eased into an easy nursing relationship. Jackson, who was supplemented with formula from the start (9 lb baby, blood sugar requirements at birth, etc), self-weaned at 8 months old, long before I was ready to end our nursing relationship. Wyatt has been exclusively breastfed from day one, without a drop of formula, and he is super committed to nursing, and is really protective and territorial about my boobs, so I don’t think that he will be choosing to wean at 8 months like his older brother.
Anyway - over the past seven months we dealt with a couple of issues that made me think that something was off - clogged ducts, nipple pain, etc. It was pretty clear that his latch wasn’t right from the start, but I had thought we were in the clear after that initial few weeks of pain. Then, the worst of it all happened. I had actual cuts on each nipple and one day at work, as I was gritting my teeth through a painful pumping session, I looked down and realized that I had pumped 2 ounces of BLOOD. I felt pretty defeated and grossed out, and consulted Dr. Google about why the heck I had cuts and was bleeding when my baby was already 6 months old. I started looking at photos of tongue ties and lip ties and instantly saw, based on the photos, that Wyatt was pretty severely lip tied.
I did a bunch of research on lip tie releases and made an appointment to have a consult with an ENT, who confirmed that not only did wyatt have a lip tie, but that he has a really minor tongue tie, that can stay as is. I was so on the fence about it at the consult that, instead of moving forward with the procedure, I decided to think about it some more. We went on vacation, I got more nipple pain and a clogged duct, and I made the appointment to have the release done.
So, for a week I was completely dreading this appointment. Feeling kind of like an asshole. Was I just being selfish? Am I hurting him so that I can feel better? Shouldn’t I be able to just deal with the pain so that he doesn’t have to? Every piece of information I could find on lip tie releases is that it doesn’t actually hurt that bad. Our ENT said that it feels as it does when you accidentally bite your cheek really hard. Based on this, I made sure to bite my cheek really hard and see how it felt over a few days - not so bad. I talked to our pediatric dentist at Jack’s cleaning on Wednesday as well. She, too, said it won’t hurt him badly, but that it would be very bloody. I never felt better about making him go have his lip sliced, so I can’t tell you whether or not I am actually a complete asshole or not. Here is what i CAN tell you:
The procedure was very quick. They had us put him in his carseat, a nurse held his head, and I held his arms. Another nurse was there videotaping, because apparently a lot of parents are wanting to see the actual procedure, so I let them tape it. The doctor applied a local anesthetic with some q-tips, and then clamped the frenulum for 10-15 seconds. Doing this crushes blood vessels and makes it “bleed less.” After clamping he used scissors and cut it - this was the part that I couldn’t watch.
It bled. A lot. I expected this because our dentist told me to. She also warned me that he will swallow blood and that its ok. If he spits up, to expect a brown tinge, and that we might find blood in his diaper as well. I am glad she told me these things, because I would have absolutely freaked out. It bled a lot when the procedure was done, and then on and off throughout the day. The procedure was at 11 am, and it last bled at 4-5 pm. I put him to bed at 7.
He cried a fair amount during the procedure. I would say that he cried about the same amount as he does when getting shots. After the initial crying, there wasn’t anymore crying. In fact, he promptly fell asleep because it was nap time. This pleasantly surprised me.
He was back to his normal self pretty quickly. Here is what he looked like around 5:00 this evening:
He was able to nurse immediately after the procedure, and has maintained his regular eating habits (and appetite!) throughout the day. He did skip a nap though, so that was out of the ordinary.
I didn’t take Jackson with us to the appointment, which was a good decision, because he would have freaked. He doesn’t love it when Wyatt gets shots, so I can only imagine how he would have reacted to this.
Recovery is supposed to take 3-4 weeks in total, and we have stretching exercises that we need to do several times a day so that it doesn’t reattach, which is common with lip ties.
I was looking back at photos of Jackson a few weeks ago, and there is a photo of him leaning his head back laughing. I noticed that he, too had a pretty good lip tie. I wonder now if that contributed to his preference of a bottle over nursing and to his self-weaning at 8 months old.
Overall, the procedure wasn’t nearly as bad as I expected going in. It still weighs on me, because when my baby hurts, I hurt, and I just hope that all of the information out there saying that it is just a “mild irritant” are correct. So far, he seems to not be at all miserable, so that makes me feel a little better about it all. Also, the nurses today commented that his lip tie was one of the tightest that they’d seen, so that helped me to see that this was necessary. In the end, I am happy to have some relief from the cuts and clogged ducts and other ailments. I am also so happy to report that Wyatt’s latch looks completely different now, and I can feel that his suction is SO MUCH BETTER than it was before! It was an instant improvement, and I was astounded!
If you are having troubles similar to ours, and thinking about having the procedure done, know that it’s not as bad as it seems. Also, I feel like I should mention that some doctors and dentists use a laser to complete the procedure, and that it is then cauterized, and so much less bloody, if at all, so if blood makes you really queasy, maybe look into the laser separation instead :).
I don’t think it is much of a secret that I love taking photos. I love having tangible memories of the small moments that seem to get lost in the hustle and bustle that is life. I think one of the things I am most proud of is how well documented the lives of my boys are. I can open a file and look back at any time, and remember just how squishy Jackson was as an infant, or the way that Wyatt likes to practice various yoga moves, trying to get wherever he wants to be.
After three years of watching me snap away at virtually every moment, Jackson likes to take pictures too. He sometimes asks to take a picture of Wyatt when we are mid-photo session, and I always pull him onto my lap and help him lay out his shot. He is always proud of himself when we look at the final product. A few months ago I found an old point & shoot that I had back in my college days. Miraculously, I still had the battery charger, and so I set it up with an SD card and for months he has been carrying it around taking pictures of whatever he pleases. I enjoy looking through them and seeing what kind of hilarious stuff he manages to get on camera. Sometimes he manages to get some really great shots too! I thought I would share some of his work with you here, and start a new series called Photographer Jack. Everything below is directly from Jackson’s SD card.
There are things that are important to him like hitches and tractors:
People that he loves:
And then, what I was most impressed by, really great shots:
Teaching Responsibility | Chores, Toys, and Allowances
For some time now, we have found ourselves in that dreaded place where Jackson wants, and expects a toy every single time we go to the store. It doesn’t matter what store we go to - if we are anywhere, he is expecting a treat. We have done really well at managing him, making him aware that he doesn’t get a treat every time we go somewhere, and trying to reason with him (as best as you can actually “reason” with a threenager). Spoiler alert: He still expects a toy every single time, even if we haven’t bought a toy for him in the past month, he doesn’t let it go and we are those people. You know, the ones with the screaming toddler that makes you instantly want to claw your eyeballs out from the incessant shrieking and tantruming. Yup. Thats us. Instead of feeling like a total bitch every time I deny my kid a $1.00 matchbox car that he already has 10274438 of, and really doesn’t need more of, I set out to turn all of this shopping negativity into a learning experience.
CHORES. CHORES you guys!!! Jackson is three now. He is old enough to take responsibility for a few small tasks around the house, for which we will give him an allowance. We make a chore chart every week and it includes things like feeding the dog (a task that he has been doing for months and loves), picking up his toys (a task that he doesn’t like, but we ask him to do anyway - his mess, he can clean it); watering flowers, making his bed, and things that he has no option but to do like brushing his teeth.
For each day that he completes all of his chores, he earns a dollar. So with a perfect week he earns seven dollars. That last little bonus on the bottom - no potty accidents - well, that one is easier said than done, so if he has no accidents whatsoever, he gets an extra dollar for that day. (what is it about little boys that make them too lazy to stop playing and go pee?!) So, at most, he can earn $14.00 per week. This week he earned $12.00, which is far better from last week, when he earned $6.00.
He isn’t the best towel folder, though. He does like to pretend to be a ghost as referenced with the pool towel above. But mainly, my towels end up looking like this and in need of a complete re-fold:
Anyway - the point of this whole thing is that I hope to teach him some responsibility along with the value of a dollar, all the while looking like less of a bitch at the store when he wants to get a toy. If he wants a toy, he has to buy it with his own money. If he didn’t bring his wallet - no toy. If he doesn’t have enough money in his wallet - he has to pick something he can afford, or choose to wait and save up his money for the more extravagant option. And you better believe that when I give him his allowance, I always talk him into putting some of his money into his piggy bank to save. I want him to be able to clean up after himself (your welcome future daughter in law), understand that money isn’t just readily available, and to be frugal and a good saver as well. Hopefully by reinforcing all of these ideas he won’t ever tell me that “you just get money from one of those machines at the bank!” like my sister’s kids did one time, putting us both into a fit of laughter - it’s stuck with me all this time!
He chose the cutest wallet of all time on amazon. The brand is Stephen Joseph and they make TONS of options of SUPER CUTE options for the little ones. He was so thrilled when it arrived:
5 or 6 weeks ago, maybe the day of Jackson’s birthday party, I was balancing Wyatt on my hip, holding a cupcake in the same hand. I was standing in our kitchen and talking to Zac, who was sitting in the living room. Before I could even realize what was happening, Wyatt face planted right into the cupcake. He came up covered in icing, and deliriously happy. Since that day, he has shown so much interest in food. I can’t sit down to eat without him yelling at me and demanding that I feed him too. So, for weeks I would eat with one hand, and hold him while feeding him with the other.
With him turning 6 months old on tuesday (I know, what the hell. too fast. completely unfair.), this past week we decided to introduce some solids, and have a really gradual transition to, ya know, let him get used to learning to eat things other than my milk. So it started with a little cereal, which he wasn’t really into - and has practically no nutritional value anyway, so we tried some greeny things. Well. He DEVOURED the peas. And the green beans. And the spinach, and just this morning, he ate beets so damn fast that he was yelling at me for more in between bites. Basically, we have been starving him for the past six months.
Jackson was different when it came to eating - don’t get me wrong, that boy LOVED to eat. He had bigger rolls than I have ever seen, but he wasn’t so into the whole baby food thing one little bit. He spit a lot out and really quickly just ate table foods, but not too much of those for awhile either. Wyatt has been eating purees this week, but he also gnawed on a green pepper for awhile (seriously, who does this child belong to, because I hate green peppers. and beets too, for that matter!). I think we will just continue with some purees, since he is digging them so much, and also work on developing those fine motor skills with tiny pieces of food on his tray as well.
Oh, and I made Wyatt a new high chair cover this morning. Every time I make a new one of these (Jackson went through a LOT of them!), they get a little bit more improved with things like zippers one time (to remove the foam cushions for easy washing of the cover), or ties to attach it to the chair another time. This time, I remembered that my sewing machine makes real button holes FOR ME, so I used that handy trick to put the straps through! Safety first and all… (a tutorial for an older version of the chair cover can be found on my old blog here).
Dr. Seuss. I love you and think you are a literary genius, but really - 61 pages!? SIXTY. ONE. my kid loves you too, which is why I have to read all sixty one of your pages every single night. I have 90% of the story memorized, and while I’m reciting your clever rhymes, mostly from memory, I am longing for the days of reading the Mickey book (10 pages) and Big Boy Bed (20 pages). Although, I am NOT missing The Polar Express. Glad that one finally fell out of the rotation. And yes, I really do love that he loves reading and stories and know that there are so many benefits to reading with him daily, which is why I keep reading about the stupid cat every single night. In any case, my throat hurts and 61 pages is about 40 pages too many.
I’ve said it one hundred million times, but the combination of a slow cooker & freezer meals has completely changed my life. Gone are the days where I have to drag myself home from work, scour the refrigerator and pantry for possible ingredients and invent meals that are going to end up mediocre. Not to mention the amount of money we spent on take out and dine in food. Anyway, a huge number of the recipes I have used in the past few months are kind of heavy, winter meals. We love to grill in the summer, but on work days, there often just isn’t time. I set out to find some crockpot ideas that would be light enough for summer, while also being easy enough to pre-prep and freeze. I made a list and submitted my order via Harris Teeter Express Lane (best ever) and here is what I came up with:
I continue to stand by my helpful tips from previous posts:
DO NOT buy store brand freezer bags. Go with Hefty or Ziploc. I made that mistake one time and had SO MANY bags burst. It was infuriating to have fully prepared meals exploding out of bags.
Make a list. Stick to it. Also, use your recipe list to group all of the items for each meal together before you prep anything. This way, you wont use all of the pineapple for one meal when it is supposed to be used with three different meals, for example.
Always put in your meat and loose ingredients first, then pour the sauce overtop - it just makes things easier.
Prelabel your bags before making the meals. Seems obvious to me, but you never know ;)
Don’t store your meals laying flat in the freezer. Store them upright. if you store them flat, it will not fit quite right in the crockpot until it thaws some, and if you are planning to leave the house while the meal is cooking, it will make a small mess. If you store them upright so that the food collects in the bottom of the bag, you will be able to put a log of frozen goodness into the slow cooker that will fit every time.
If you forget to put the food in the crockpot in the morning and realize it at 2 or 3 pm, it’s okay-just cook on high for 3-4 hours. I’ve been doing a lot of that lately ;)
G: Oh, well…I’m right next to your house, would you like to have a sleepover?
G: Tell mommy to pack your bags, I will be there in a minute!
*Kid has been playing this trick on us often. Once, on the way back from costco he asked to call grandpa, then told grandpa he was coming to visit, so of course, we stopped by, then when we tried to leave he said he was staying. Always talking himself into slumber parties with Grandma + Grandpa :)*
Scene: Playing with excavators in his sand table
J: [scooping sand in the excavator] Ready boys! Lets go! It’s gonna be a long day, but we’re gonna get it!
…apparently he is the foreman on the construction site. And also very good at encouraging his employees and boosting morale.
In other, less good but equally hilarious news the other night the following two exchanges happened:
Me: I’m sorry honey, but those are the rules!
J: Those are NOT the damnit rules!!!
5 minutes later…
J: Daddy! Where is the freaking iPad!?!
I am fully to blame for BOTH of those things. Oops.
Yesterday we had all of Jack’s buddies over for a construction themed birthday bash. He was so happy to frolic all afternoon with his friends, and I was happy to use my crafty side to create a party that had everything to do with construction!
I miiiight have gone a little bit nuts with the decorations. I mean, I made Zac bring his work bench in from the garage to use for the food table. And I bought peg board. So yeah, it was a little over the top but so cute. I made sure to get a couple of orange drink coolers and fill them with Tea & Lemonade, and served heavy hors d’oeuvres (cheese, fruit in a tonka truck, chicken salad, veggies) Sweets included Chocolate “Dirt” cupcakes with oreo & cream cheese filling, a chocolate cake with a gigantic excavator on top, and reeses pieces, because they are the appropriate color scheme, obvi.
I was also very happy to be able to use all of Jack’s giant Bruder trucks as centerpieces and underneath the work bench. I ordered traffic cone cups and hard hats for all of the little ones and set up a table with a black and white chevron table cloth and bright yellow table runner outside. I also used some of the fabric to make Jackson’s party hat, which is a little tradition of mine.
I also lugged Zac’s craftsman work chair out of the garage for Jackson to sit in to blow out his candles.
All of the little ones had a blast on the gigantic playground and in the sandbox, and Wyatt was happy to hang with everyone and a couple of his little buddies got to come as well :)
We love cutie Matthew!
He was pretty excited to meet his new friend Ryland for the first time. He showed his excitement by trying to eat his face ;).
He always has a fun time with his buddy Grandpa Rusty!
Here are a few more photos of the fun, because I HAVE to!
Happiest birthday my construction loving little dude! Thank you for making me a mama!