Rough few days...

I have neglected you blog. I do apologize. It's been a rough few days at the Deese house...

As of yesterday, Colt hadn't pooped in 6 days. For an adult that wouldn't be the end of the world but for an almost 6 month old it's MAJOR. At day 3 we started giving him pear juice which normally helps get things going. Day 4-6 we gave him prunes and water. Nothing. The entire weekend my sweet baby boy was in so much pain and nothing I did seemed to take away his pain. His screams and cries for relief broke my heart and brought me to tears myself. Finally I called Raleigh Peds nurse line through Wake Med. The nurse told me "mother to mother" to try Karo syrup. PRAISE :) Within an hour things got rolling and Colt finally got some relief! Today at daycare, I called to check on my little man and Mrs. Jean had great news. Colt had a major bLoWoUt and when I say major I mean MAJOR! It was so bad I think we have to throw away his clothes. It went up his back, down both legs and up almost under his armpits. Talk about a poop covered baby. I've never been so excited about poop.

I love being outside!

Such a stud muffin.

On a brighter note...

Yesterday we had some amazing weather in the Raleigh area! Colt, mommy and daddy went and played in the front yard and had a blast! It was Colt's first time playing in the grass...well not in the grass but on a blanket. We enjoyed the fresh air.

I made my first batch of baby food this weekend...aside from the bananas I mashed last week. We made prunes to help with Colt's blockage. Yuck. Got to save money though. I asked in a previous post if there was anything my son wouldn't eat? I was sure prunes were going to be a no go. I was wRoNg. He loved them. Who would have thought. Mommy almost gagged. Again. Thankfully today was our last day of prunes. Tomorrow is avocados!! I'm pretty excited about these hopefully Colt is too!

All tuckered out. Snuggling with his dog Scout.

I was trying to give kisses. He was trying to eat my nose.

(Grungy picture of me sorry)

I love you.

Show me the BooBiEs...or the cocaine!

Now before you get your panties in a wad let me explain :)

I stumbled across a new website called babble.com and to pass the time at work I've been catching up on some reading on nursing, how to make the best of the sleep you can get and baby milestones. I read a bunch of articles but two struck a nerve. First let me say I'm not judging, I just have to give my two cents.

The first article was about a woman who is still breastfeeding her 6 year old child. Ummm...I just find that incredibly disturbing. Now I am a firm believer that if one is able, "breastfeed is best". But I'm sorry Colt you will NOT be milking this cow until you are 6 years old. If your child has the ability to tell you they want to nurse and can whip it out for you on their own, I think it's time to call it quits. I'm not saying, I'm just sayin' :)

The second article was about a husband and wife who were selling cocaine out of their house which just happened to be their business as well. Their business - an at home daycare!! Seriously?!?! Lorrrrddd...I could say so many horrible things right now but I will refrain. Needless to say I wouldn't be a happy camper if my child went there!!

I'm sorry officer I didn't know it was cocaine I thought it was baby powder.

They must have been snorting lines off the babies butts to make their 'baby powder' story legit.

On a brighter note - I may be biased but my son is the funniest and cutest kid in the world! His facial expressions kill me. He's got a sassy yet laid back personality and I love him more than anything! End of mushy-ness :)

{Sorry I couldn't pick just one picture!! They were all too cute!!}

The dude man is a little backed up so we had to give him some pear juice to hopefully get things rolling! Sweet potatoes were a huge hit last night :) I'm wondering if there is anything Colt won't eat?!

MoUsE iN tHe HoUsE

Well it is official...we have yet another mouse in our house!

Khloe (our cat) caught the first one. Ben was out of town in Kentucky and I was home alone with Colt, who at the time was only about 2 months old. Khloe kept jumping up on the washer and time and time again I kept popping her on the butt telling her to get down. After about the 5th time I closed the door. Later that day I went to start a load of laundry. I turned the water on and was about to pour my Tide in and I look down and HoLy CrAp...there's a freaking MoUsE!!!

Here's our little mouse friend #1 :)

Being the little girl that I am screamed and panicked. Ummmm holy crap there is a mouse in washer and I will be darned if I am going to stick my hand in there and get it out! Thankfully my father in law lives right down the road and he came and saved the day!

Fast forward about 4 months to the present.

Once again Khloe is acting a fool and in total attack mode. She's camped out in the kitchen infront of the oven. We've searched but have found nothing so we figured she was just crazy...it seems to run in the family :) well today Ben went to make a sandwich and found a hole in the bag of bread and some nibbled bread. Stupid mouse. So now I'm paranoid that I'm going to walk into the kitchen and a mouse is going to walk over my foot. I will probably have a heart attack. I don't do critters or rodents. Thankfully my husband is amazing :) Ben to the rescue!! Hopefully we catch that nasty thing soon.

Workin' 9 to 5

Ok so I really work 8:30 to 5:30 but who's keeping track :)

Going back to work after being on maternity leave was bitter sweet. It was nice to have the adult interaction again and to have a little bit of time to myself but I missed my sweet baby boy more than words can express!! The first month was rough...I was lucky if I got out of the house with pants on but with time, a lot of organizing and some smart planning things got easier. Most days I can get up, shower, feed Colt and get us both ready, take Colt to Mrs. Jean's (our at home daycare lady) and with fingers crossed make it to work without getting a speeding ticket.

I hate the fact that I can't be a stay at home mom with my little guy but somebody has to pay the bills and what can I say I'm my husbands sugar momma so I have to keep the green flowing...ok not really but I wish I was :) Being a full-time working momma is hard at times but it makes the time I do get to spend with Colt aMaZiNg!!I think the highlight of my day is when I go to pick him and his face lights up when he finally realizes that I'm there. It doesn't matter how crappy of day I had seeing him smile makes me forget everything. He melts my heart.

Dinner time is probably the second greatest part of my day.

He's got that look..."mom seriously hurry up and feed me I'm starving!!"

{Side note: We are still on bananas and oh my goodness I think Ben is going to have to take over when we eat them but I gag every time I smell them. Next on the menu sweet potatoes! Should be interesting. Pictures to come.}

Moral of todays post, being a working mom isn't easy. The hours are long. The sleep is little. But the moments together are sweet and priceless. It's a crazy life juggling everything but it's my life and I wouldn't trade it for the world.

the dreaded treadmill

I'm out of shape. I know it. You know it. And the lady on the treadmill next to me at the gym tonight knows it. I swear she kept staring at me as I picked up the pace to 5.5. I don't know if it was the fact that I was sucking wind or that my assets (on top and in the trunk) were jiggling in the wind but she looked nervous. I've got mommy curves :) don't hate!

My excuse...I just had a baby :) ok so I had a baby almost 6 months ago but what's your excuse. I will admit it I have struggled getting the rest of my baby weight off but at least I'm trying. It took 9 months (or 10 depending on who you ask) to put it on so it's not going to come off over night. Unless you are a freak of nature and bounced right back into your size 2 jeans like a few of my friends. But regardless of how fast, or slow in my case, the weight is coming off I am determined to make it happen. My New Years Resolution is to get back to my pre-pregnancy weight and to run my first 5K - Race for the Cure in June!! I'm pretty stoked about it. I've never been a "long distance runner" but hey I said I wasn't a blogger and here I am :) blogging!

I try to mind my business at the gym. Get in. Workout. Get out. I keep to myself for the most part and I try not to worry about the people around me. Today was different though. I couldn't help but notice two individuals on the treadmills in front of me. Now I workout at Planet Fitness and its the "Judgement Free Zone"...now I wasn't judging, I was...admiring...to my left was an elderly woman wearing a nice shirt (not a t-shirt), capris, black panty hose and loafers :) to my right a middle age man wearing a button down Oxford with slacks and dress shoes. Now more power to them and kudos for working on your fitness but I think it's time to invest in some appropriate workout attire.

Needless to say these two distracted me from staring at the time and helped me finish my run (without dying I might add) and I felt amazing once I was done. Losing weight one pound at a time.

Chelsea - 1

Treadmill - 0

GaG-a-MaG

I got to take a nap today which was absolutely FaBuLoUs. I'm laying in bed now and it's completely silent in our house...almost an eerie silent. Ben and Colt are out getting Ben's patrol car from the town shop and running some errands with Uncle Jacob. It's nice to have some quiet time to myself :)

So a little background info...Colt is now almost 6 months old! Seriously where has the time gone. I look at him and it is almost hard to imagine that just a short time ago he was in my belly doing acrobatics!! It's almost harder to imagine that he used to be an 8lb. 4oz. baby...I believe now we are well over 17lbs. And trust me he's a hearty eater just like his momma (hence why losing these last few baby pounds is so freaking hard). We recently started Colt on baby food and let me tell you it has been an adventure!!

We have been truly blessed with such an amazingly laid back, happy baby who from the very beginning has been a champion sleeper but unfortunately about a month ago that all stopped. Bring on the rice cereal. Colt loved the tasteless mush but it didn't help mommy get more sleep. After about 2 weeks of running off of 4-5 hours a sleep a night and then having to work full time I gave in and started Colt on baby food a little early. Insert the GaG-a-MaG!!

I've never thought of myself as having a weak stomach, in fact I think I can hold my own pretty well when it comes to blood, guts, gory movies ect. But then there was baby food and poop...

{insert side note: it's amazing how much my friends and I have grown when our conversations now revolve around our babies and their poop :) love it}

We started with carrots. Not so bad. Smelled like the real deal which I could handle and Colt LOVED them which was even better! But remember what goes in must come out. I believe our daycare lady Mrs. Jean described it best "an orange clay". GaG-a-MaG. Not to mention that along with these nasty poops comes the most foul smelling gas. I love my son more than anything in this world but man his rump stinks haha I guess he got that from his daddy! Carrots were a huge hit though especially once Colt found out he could blow bubbles with food in his mouth causing a volcano eruption of food all over himself, his high chair and myself. Priceless.

Green beans were next and they too were a huge hit. Last night while at my mom's house I decided to make bananas...well mushed them...but you get the point. I've never been a fan of bananas...like ever...it literally took everything in my power not to throw up at the smell and sight of them. I don't want Colt to grow up to be a picky eater like myself but how am I supposed to continue to give him foods that make me want to vomit!? Maybe I should invest in a clothes pin to plug my nose. I'm sure Colt would find that to be hilarious :)

Well back to the real world now full of laughter and squeals from my super adorable son! I love my life :) we might be on the CrAzY train but I wouldn't trade it for the world!

To blog or not to blog...

I've never been a fan of blogging...well let me rephrase that...I don't blog but I absolutely love reading my fellow "mom" friends blogs!! Some might think I'm a stalker but I like to think of it as I'm keeping up with my friends lives and sometimes living vicariously through their pictures! So the question is...to blog or not to blog...I guess I've never done it before because 1. I feel like no one will want to read about my crazy life, 2. what the heck will I write about (I woke up, went to work, came home and brushed my teeth...boring) and 3. who the heck has time to blog?! Well I'm making time :) even if me and my mom are the only ones that actually read this it will be worth it.

In a nut shell I'm 25 years old. I'm the wife of Benjamin Deese. Mother of Colt Isaac Deese. And to be honest I have no clue what I'm doing! Apparently life didn't come with an instruction manual.

So this is my blog :) enjoy it.