Showing posts with label 365. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 365. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

She plays and she plays hard.

Of course, as the enlightened and progressive parents that we are, we have made sure to provide Little Bear with non gender-specific toys her whole life. The thing is, she likes her dollhouse and cooking set more than her trucks and blocks. Which is fine. It’s quite amusing watching her play with her “babies” (read: Calico Critters) here or her dollhouse at Grandma and Grandpa’s. And as soon as you think anything in your life is private, invite a toddler over and ask her to role play. The mommy and daddy kiss a lot. Also, the daddy spends lots of time in the bathroom. To be fair, the mommy is always leaving for work so there you go.

Dollhouse

On a side note, the other day she was playing with her real size toys… kitchen, baby doll, stroller, etc. She said “Seeyoulaer!” and walked towards the (real) front door. Then she threw her hands up, said “KEYS” and went back to get her keys. Just. Like. Me.

In any case, Little Bear’s papa did build her a train table for Christmas and that’s become a new favorite. It’s nice to see her going from her dolls, to Thomas, and back again. At least for now, her interests are varied.

Trains

Except, of course, that Thomas keeps losing his keys…

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Stubborn

Strong-willed, spirited, precocious… all of those describe my Little Bear. I guess it worked for me in the case of potty training (no accidents today!) but boy does she have a mind of her own. Maybe it’s because her daddy is a lawyer. Anyway, tonight, before dinner, she wanted me to help her take the tops off of her markers. Of course, it had to be in a specific order and they had to be set “right there” (a new favorite phrase).

Coloring 3

Coloring 2

Coloring 1

On second thought, she does sound like my kid…

Monday, January 2, 2012

Potty trained(?)

Before winter vacation started, I told myself that I’d give potty training two good weeks and if it didn’t work, I’d try again during the summer. Teaching gives me these built in times to change behavior, see, and I figured I was ready to give it my best shot. Little Bear was showing some signs of “readiness” like understanding when her diaper needed to be changed, waking up dry from naps, and understanding what a <strikethrough>bribe</strikethrough> incentive means. Other “signs,” like being able to pull up her own pants, not quite.

Monday (12/19) rolled around and we took off the diapers for good. We bought several kinds of panties. Target brand definitely fit her little bottom best (Wal-Mart, while cheaper, were quite saggy) but we ended up liking the good old Gerber trainers the most. They are padded, which made me feel better, but since her accidents were… all or nothing, as it were, I don’t know if the extra material made any actual difference.

Panties 1

My first plan of attack (and this was basically based on my intuition and no internet reading, which is totally out of character for me) was to get her on the potty as much as possible. We bought two Baby Bjorn potty chairs off Craigslist mostly because I liked the look of them and they didn’t play any tunes when she peed. That’s creepy, in my opinion.

As a side note, I’m not sure what’s different about a potty that plays tunes and me jumping around and singing inane potty songs whenever she peed so I’ll get back to you on that.

Panties

Getting her to sit took a combination of me reading lots of books in a very animated manner; feeding her chocolate chips, mini cookies, and All Natural fruit snacks (see how I put “All Natural” in there to make myself feel better. I mean, they were all natural, but I probably didn’t need to add that here); dancing and singing all of her favorite songs, including Happy Birthday to everyone and everything we could name such as Mama, Papa, Elmo, bear, monkey, cat, toes, and panties; getting out the iPhone, and watching movies on Netflix streaming. In all seriousness, I did feel a little bad about the last one. We really try to limit TV around here and it killed me to have her watch hours of movies just to try and trick her into forgetting long enough to actually pee in the right spot. Friends did suggest loading her up on juice but, while I gave in on the movies, I wasn’t willing to go there. She hasn’t had any (juice) yet at all and I wanted to wait until as late as possible for that. In short, I bribed her to sit there and then, when something happened, threw a giant freaking party.

Puzzles

But, like any aspect of parenting, there are grey areas here. Do you reward for “trying,” or only when something comes out? Does #2 net more of a treat than #1? Do you turn the movie off as soon as she goes or let her watch a little more so she doesn’t start holding it in? I, in the worst parenting form possible, basically did a combination of everything and wasn’t consistent at all.

Puzzles 1

The first week was pretty touch and go. There ratio of accidents to successes was high. That is, she missed the potty a lot. I felt a bit defeated but had resolved to give it the full two weeks so we kept on trucking. I had also resolved to spend the first week at home and not running errands. Well, that didn’t work for two reasons. A) It was the week before Christmas and I had last minute stuff to pick up, and B) I was going stir crazy. But we picked up an Elmo potty seat (just in case) and some plastic pants and… much to my surprise, she was able to travel out and about and stay dry the whole time! I have to add here that she was only peeing, like, 3 times a day which freaked me out enough (toddler with a uti!) to call my ped who assured me that it was normal.

Target Potty

Long story short, thanks to lots and lots of Gnomeo and Juliet and the never ending patience of Papa and our entire family over the Christmas holidays, something seemed to click. She started “going” more during the day, #1 turned into #s 1 and 2, and the accidents were fewer and farther between. I feel like we should have a sign up in our house: “__ days without an accident” because that’s how it feels.

So I go back to school tomorrow. It will basically be LB’s first day without me in two weeks. Part of me is afraid that she’s going to revert back to the diapers in protest of the change. But she acts like such a pro now. Even sits on the adult potty, sans seat, and just… goes.

Big Girl Potty

Either way, I’m proud of what she’s accomplished. Even if it means I have to sing Happy Birthday to her panties.

Shoes

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Happy New Year!

I suppose it’s normal at this point in the year to take stock of life. What has passed, what lies ahead. It’s been a big year for us. Little Bear has grown into such a curious, independent, caring person and we, well, we’ve just been along for the ride. Here’s to another year gone and an even better one yet to come!

IMG_2200

(via Instagram)

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas from all of us at “The Life of a Little Bear!” Thanks for reading, whoever you are!

Christmas-Edit

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Little Bear ate her chicken!

Little Bear is not, and has never been, a picky eater. The only thing she consistently shies away from is meat (go figure) but she likes veggies, kim chi, rice, eggs, tofu, curry, salsa, fruit, everything else. Anyway, she’s had a cold for a few days and was being especially picky at dinner tonight. Finally, on a whim, I got her to put a bite of chicken in her mouth. Immediately Papa and I started singing,

“Little Bear ate her chicken,

Little Bear ate her chicken,

Little Bear ate her chicken,

Woo! Woo! Woo!”

Well she just loves being the center of attention so she swallowed and took another bite. And another, and another. I took this series of pictures and am posting them all because it captures so many of her cute expressions that she uses now days.

I’m going to try and be better about posting, too, but it seems like life (and computer problems) always get in the way. Anyway, without further ado:

Peas 10

Peas 9

Peas 5

Peas 11

Peas 7

Peas 1

Peas 2

Peas 6

Peas 13

Peas 4

Peas 3

Peas 12

Peas 8

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Next, driving.

Little Bear’s grandpa retired this week from a long life of police service. Little Bear celebrated by hanging out at the bar.

Bar 2

Monday, August 29, 2011

With special thanks to Jewel…

Tonight, for the first time EVER (at least that I can remember), Little Bear fell asleep on her own. As you know, it’s been a long road and I am sure, had we let her “cry it out,” we would have gotten here faster. Since my last sleep post, we put the side back on the crib. We started following a fairly strict bedtime routine beginning at 6:30 pm and ending with one of us sitting in her dark room as she fell asleep in the crib. To be sure, there was a little crying here, but it was angry crying, we were never out of her sight, and it didn’t ever last long. Sometimes, we would only have to sit for ten minutes, other times, an hour.

And then tonight, I went and stood by the door for awhile (channeling Supernanny again). She didn’t seem to mind, so I opened the door and stepped into the hallway. Still no fussing. I walked out and closed the door and… fifteen minutes later, she was out. Granted, she did take her pants off somewhere in there but you can’t have everything.

Monitor

 

So there she is. Our sweet sleeper. It’s bittersweet, but it makes me proud for all of us. Proud that she is able to fall asleep on her own, and proud that we didn’t ever have to resort to letting her CIO. It only took 16 months. Smile

Friday, August 19, 2011

Can you find a match?

Inspired by a “Memory” game at an overpriced toy store, I came up with this craft idea for Little Bear. I took 3x2 inch balsa wood squares from a craft store, 3x2 inch wallet prints of our close friends and family, and 3x2 inch scrapbook paper that I cut, Modge Podged them all together, and got these:

With backs

She is just at the age where she loves finding matches and identifying her favorite people:

Cards 2

Cards 1

What

Picking

I just feel like I have trading cards of my parents, etc. It’s pretty fun!

Grandma

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Sleep, little one.

We’ve been struggling with sleep on and off since Little Bear was born. It’s never been horrible, but we have chosen not to use “Cry it Out” techniques so our progress has been slow. At first, she was a great sleeper. She had jaundice and we had to wake her up all the time to eat. A few times, I remember I didn’t wake up to my alarm in the middle of the night and I awoke the next morning to find that she had slept 6 or 7 hours straight.

Asleep in Bassinet 3

That ended soon enough, though. At some point we purchased “Happiest Baby on the Block” and used the “5 S’s” to calm Little Bear down regularly. It worked great, except that it got us to the point where she HAD to be swaddled, swung, shhh’d, etc. Again, fine for awhile but every time she woke up, she needed to be lulled back to sleep and Papa and I were getting tired.

Sweet sleeper

We decided after awhile to bed-share with Little Bear and went through a period of putting her crib in a side-car arrangement. I liked that because it gave her space (in theory) but in reality she just wormed her way over to my side every night.

Crib

So we bought a bed rail (Smart, right?). That solved the problem of the bedsharing aspect, as far as safety, but not her falling asleep by herself. Often times, she would drift off while drinking a bottle or nursing, but rarely on her own.

Nursing 3

At some point, we took the side off the crib (it made her mad) and hoped that the transition to a “big girl bed” would help. We tried first with the mattress directly on the floor and that helped, but only because one of us could cuddle her to sleep. And don’t get me wrong, I love that, but this was taking 1-2 hours per night.

Big Bed

We raised the bed (put the mattress back onto the crib frame) and I tried sitting with her and telling her, over and over, to lie down. But this little one is stubborn and it was turning into a power struggle. She’s only 14 months, mind you, so imagine what would happen if I get in to power struggles this early on! Anyway, I finally referred back to the wisdom of none other than Super Nanny and tried her bedtime technique. Basically I sat by the bed and did nothing except put her back when she climbed out. No talking, no singing, just back in the bed. Well it took 59 times out (no crying, though) in about that many minutes to get her to lie down and go to sleep. That was last night. Today for morning nap, it took 14 times out in about a half an hour before she was down and just now, for afternoon nap, she was asleep in 15 minutes, 0 times out of bed.

Nap

I hate to put it on “paper” because Heaven knows I’ll jinx something but it appears that we may have finally solved our problem. Don’t think it wasn’t without anguish, though. I’m just leaving out all the gruesome parts for the sake of brevity. Believe me, during last night’s escapade, I was just picturing that little counter on the night-cam that the use on the show… anyway. Here is a picture I just took of her sleeping soundly. It’s not great, as far as artistic merit, but to mark a milestone, it’s perfect.

Post Script: As a parent, especially a first time one, you feel so much more comfortable with “A plan.” I think the reason plans appeal to me, at least, is that it allows me to try new ideas but not have to feel the weight of responsibility if it doesn’t work. Instead of my idea failing, it’s the “No Cry Sleep Solution” that is failing. Also, if used right, the plan should exhibit consistency where, in my experience, lots of parents fall short. It doesn’t matter what plan you’re using, but if your child can’t be sure that the same things will happen in the same order, almost every time, of course they won’t feel secure enough to fall asleep.

That said, here’s an interesting article someone brought to my attention recently. Basically, the author outlines a plan to get bedsharing kids to put themselves to sleep. He makes a few good points, though, that I think are applicable when you’re trying any plan. Number one:

“I don’t recommend any forced sleep changes during the first year of life. Probably the only exception to this would be an emergency involving a nursing mom’s health. There are many suggestions in books and magazines for pushing “sleeping through the night” during a baby’s early months or during the first year. I don’t think this is the best thing to do and I am quite sure that the earlier a baby gets “non-response” from parents, the more likely he is to close down at least a little.”

I absolutely agree with this but, then, you could probably figure that out since I posted it. Anyway, the second is this:

“If, at any point this is feeling “wrong” to you, stop, wait some months and start over. Don’t go against your “gut instincts” which tell you that this is the wrong time to get longer sleep intervals from your baby. Your instincts are better than any sleep-modification program ever written.”

That is so, so important. Believe me, there were times (many times) when I thought that whatever stage of sleep issues we were in would never pass. But they all did, and soon you’re on to worrying about something else. It goes by so fast. Cherish the moments when your baby is awake and for goodness sake, cherish the ones when he or she is asleep. Go get that pedicure. Read that book. You deserve it!

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Such concentration…

We pulled out Little Bear’s (second hand) Calico Critters town house, creatures, and furniture the other day. I wasn’t sure how they would go over but she was immediately impressed and spent at least a half an hour playing with the little pieces. Sure, she tried to step on all the furniture, but stopped pretty quickly after I told her “no.”

Calico 1

Calico 3

Calico 5

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Bicycle ride

Grandma and Grandpa were nice enough to let us borrow their brand new bike trailer today so we could go for a bike ride. I say “go for a bike ride” like it was no big deal, but really it turned into a half-day excursion. Papa couldn’t find a piece to the bike rack for his car so we decided to take mine, which meant we had to move the car seat and put some of the seats down. Oh yeah, and find all our bike stuff after the long winter. Then, we had to get my bike and the trailer from their house, so we drove over there and let Little Bear sleep in the car while we assembled and packed everything. I had the car half way on, you know, where you can listen to the radio but not drive? When we left to leave, the car was dead. So we got a jump from a friendly neighbor (who actually ended up giving us a cargo cover for free that was made for my car type, so it worked out). Then we had to get gas. Then get Little Bear a bike helmet which caused a major meltdown in Babies R Us. Then, we had to go get lunch food and finally show up at the park.

But after that, it was a great ride. Little Bear’s helmet didn’t fit that well so she only wore it half the time. Yeah, I know, I’m a horrible mother. But we rode slow and stayed off the streets. Anyway, now that we’ve got everything together, future bike rides will be easier to take. And since the weather is finally nice, I fully plan to.

Side

Cheese (2)

Nap

What mom

Straps

Notice how she’s not wearing her helmet in ANY of these pictures? Yeah, it’s because she hates it. Also, we may have snapped her chin in it once. Oops.