Thanks again to the hubby

Sebastian has been teething again for the past week or so. His two top front teeth are about to poke through, and he is also beginning to pull up on things and stand. He has been having a harder time falling asleep because of the discomfort, and also wakes up more often to randomly try to stand up in his sleep. As a result, I’ve been getting even less sleep. This not only makes me tired, but I tend to get more physical aches as well. My lower back and right knee started bothering me. Not to mention I just get into a foul mood.

Last night, it took about 2 hours to put Bash to sleep. Tommy helped out a lot, and even made the baby laugh in his sleep by making funny sounds! Tommy encouraged me to sleep as well. It was only 8:45 PM so of course I said no. I wanted to stay awake like a normal person! However, I think I quickly fell asleep. The next thing I remember was Tommy waking me up just enough so I could take my prenatal vitamin and to tell me he had put the leftovers from dinner away in the fridge. I then stayed asleep until 3 AM, when I went to use the bathroom. The baby didn’t fuss until 6:30 in the morning, so I got an awesome amount of rest!

Moreover, I was extremely happy that Tommy did those simple things for me without me asking. Although putting away some food and bringing me my vitamin are very small gestures, they helped me so much that night!

Thank you Tommy for being a wonderful husband and Daddy!


Crockpot meals are a lifesaver!


Before the baby I loved to cook. I wasn’t necessarily very good at it, but I liked to make a variety of things and experiment.

Since Bash arrived, cooking has been nothing but a chore. It takes time to prep, cook the food, and then clean up. Often by the time I’ve managed to do all of that he wakes up or fusses, so my food ends up cold. Honestly sometimes I just skip eating. Definitely not a good idea.

Now that Bash can eat solid foods with some texture, I’ve started to use the crockpot again to make dinner. It’s amazing!

  1. It’s super quick and easy! Just toss everything into the pot and turn it on. Precut and washed veggies make things even easier!
  2. I can fit a lot of food in there for 3 people, so I have enough food for a couple of lunches and dinners. Although it can be a bit sickening to eat the same thing over and over for the next couple of days, the alternative for me is munching on snacks or not eating at all…so I’m not complaining.
  3. The baby can eat exactly what we are eating and HE KNOWS IT! I’m not sure if the flavors are more familiar to him because he gets hints of it through breast milk anyway or if he just likes feeling a part of things. Regardless, he always eats more home cooked food and it makes me want to keep cooking!

The crockpot was helpful during pregnancy when I was feeling tired and wanted to make some freezer meals for after the baby arrived. It’s honestly an even bigger lifesaver now! The recipes are simple and healthy yet very tasty! I can’t wait until Bash is a bit older so he can help me add ingredients to the pot. I hope he grows to love cooking so he can quickly take over that task for me!

Sebastian’s first swim class


We took Sebastian to his first swim class. He was almost 8 months old at the time. It was a Parent and Me swim class.

The pool was super warm: over 80 degrees. Since babies can’t generate much body heat, all the kiddie pools are super warm.

The class was mostly splashing, encouraging them to kick, putting them on their back and stomach, and submerging their mouths.

Maybe subsequent classes will submerge them fully. Sebastian seemed to enjoy it.

Sebastian’s First Road Trip

Road poo

We took Sebastian to visit my parents in Northern California this Independence Day. We live in LA, so we seriously considered flying. After thinking about it though, we realized we would have to either check his carseat, buy an extra plane ticket for his carseat, or buy and install a carseat on the other end.

And then to get to the airport, we would either have to get someone else to drive our car, or park at the airport – and LAX’s parking sucks. So we decided to drive. It’s a 5.5 hour drive on a straight shot, but it realistically took us 7 hours with stops and lunch.

On the way up, he slept a bit, then got quite fussy for an hour or two. He finally fell asleep again on the last stretch.

During the weekend at my parents place, Mary kept hoping Sebastian would poop. She was worried he was hoarding it for the road. And she wanted to see him make a mess at her in-laws place anyways.

It was not to be. He didn’t poop until an hour into the trip home. After that, that was a weight off his shoulders, and the baby slept for 80% of the rest of the trip home.

Excellent road trip, would drive again.

Our newest gadget: The diaper sprayer!

The first question I get asked when cloth diapering is, “How do you clean the poop off?!” Frankly, it was the first question I used to ask cloth diapering families also. A diaper sprayer is basically a hose that you can hook up to your toilet to help spray the poop off of cloth diapers when your baby starts eating solid food. Although breast milk poop may seem like a mustardy, cottage cheesy mess, it’s actually super easy to clean because it is water soluble. Once you introduce solids it becomes a stinky, peanut buttery explosion that will clog up your washing machine or drains. Therefore you should start spraying the poop into the toilet.

20160528_164945I’ve wanted a diaper sprayer since Bash was born, but Tommy always said no. I attempted to use our shower head but had zero success. Only when Tommy had to clean off Bash’s poops did he order me a sprayer. OMG THIS SPRAYER IS AMAZING!!! I was a bit worried that the pressure on the sprayer wouldn’t be powerful enough to get rid of the peanut butter poops. This thing obliterates it! I was extremely happy, not only with the results but with Tommy as well…he is so impressed by this gadget that he actually wants to clean off the poopy diapers!20160528_164941

The one downside at first was the back splash. Because the sprayer is so powerful, it tends to cover you in poopy water. I don’t want to just transfer the poop from the diapers to my clothes. A spray pal was out of our budget after buying the sprayer, so we made our own out of a small trashcan and a binder clip. Tommy drilled some large holes in the bottom of the can so the water could flow out as we sprayed the diaper over the toilet. It works pretty well and solves the back splash issue.

Before my son I thought I would want to wear gloves to change his poopy diapers. I mean, I did that every time at work as a toddler teacher. Now I’m entertained as I blast the poop away with the diaper sprayer. It’s kind of sad, but becoming a parent will do that to you I guess.



Our overbooked day

On Saturday we had plans for my family to come over for dinner. That was it. Since Tommy was home I wanted to go out somewhere with him and the baby. Somewhere I usually wouldn’t go without another adult’s help.

Well, we decided to just go to the park and then to Costco. When we arrived at the park, one of Tommy’s friends invited us to the beach later that afternoon. Tommy quickly replied yes. It was a chance for him to see his friends, I would get to go on a nice car ride, and it would be the baby’s first time at the beach.


Now suddenly every minute of our day was filled with activities. Park, Costco, beach, family dinner.

After Costco, we went home to unload the groceries and prep for the beach. We were supposed to leave at 1 in order to meet up with Tommy’s friends around 2. Well, we didn’t leave our apartment until 2. And of course there was epic traffic along the way. About 10 minutes into the trip we were both pretty upset. No one likes traffic, especially Tommy, and I hate being late. The baby was awake and “singing” at the top of his lungs. I’m really glad I brought the spare bottle of pumped milk with me!


When arrived at the beach at 3, we couldn’t find street parking so we ended up paying $14 to park in the lot. In order to get back home in time we would need to leave by 5PM. Basically we would be driving the same amount of time in traffic as spent at the beach. Tommy was fuming. I was too. But the baby had fallen asleep and we were about to see other people who were probably having a good time and wouldn’t want to be brought down. I said something along the lines of, “We’re here. We’re all safe. It’s done. Let’s just try to enjoy ourselves.”

And we did 🙂

IMG_20160604_203946On the way home we encountered even more traffic, but because we were in good spirits the time seemed to fly by. Bash slept the entire way home. We saw a firetruck and I said I thought being the rear driver would be a cool job. Tommy was amazed that there were 2 drivers! I guess you are never too old to learn something new! We reached home just in time for dinner and the baby was all smiles when my family came over.


It turned out to be a great day.

The baby is escaping now


We’ve long preferred to just allow Sebastian to sleep in our bed – both at nighttime and for naps.

Now this has gotten a lot harder. He is able to crawl off the bed and escape into the floor.

We still let him sleep on the bed, we just have to be extra vigilant and fetch him when he wakes up.

Tommy’s paternity leave

Just go back to work already!

So we are really lucky that Tommy gets a great deal of time off for paternity leave.

However, every time Tommy is off we are usually fighting the first couple of days.

Why? Well because with Tommy it’s like having another child. A messier, whiny-er, and less cute child.

For example, this round of paternity leave, on the first day, Tommy criticized how I was cleaning our cloth diapers. (Because Bash is starting solid foods his poop consistency has changed, so I have to clean his diapers a bit differently now). After the diaper laundry, Tommy complained that he was tired. WTF. Then, he wanted lunch. But he needed something with meat. Not to mention he leaves his socks and dirty cups in random places. Good grief.

So we got into a fight. I was definitely more crabby, and Tommy of course got extra mad because I was a crab. It’s a change in both of our routines, so we need to adjust. We discussed the matter and decided that I would give Tommy specific tasks to be responsible for during his leave. As long as the outcome was good, I wouldn’t harass him on how he accomplished it, and vice versa. Since then everything has been going smoother.

Messy eating


Since Bash has started on solids (Gah, I’m not ready!) I’ve tried to let him be as involved as possible with mealtime. I encourage him to help hold his spoon and bring it to his mouth. This often leads to a huge gooey mess. I hate messes because I have to clean them up, but I think it’s important that Bash be allowed to practice feeding himself and to explore the texture of his food.

My family, Tommy’s family, and most surprisingly Tommy himself, are not fans.

One night Bash finished his solids and was getting grumpy. I asked Tommy to take the baby out of his chair and give him some floor time. Tommy then said, “But he’s dirty!”



In my head I got so mad. No shit he’s dirty. Wash him off. Duh! Kids get dirty. It’s just a fact.

I talked to Tommy about it later and he explained that he has an issue with touching messy food. Suddenly things started to make sense. No wonder he sometimes uses a fork and knife to eat a burger or some pizza.

I definitely have a bit of an ick issue with messy foods, but my love of food outweighs that. Tommy’s doesn’t apparently.

Now more than ever I want to let the baby touch his food. I don’t want him to grow up feeling icky around hot wings, and I hope I can slowly get Tommy to overcome his squeamishness as well. I love hot wings, and they are even better when shared with other people!

Sebastian Goes to the Zoo


A few weeks ago we got an LA Zoo pass and took Sebastian to the zoo. Did he get anything out of it? Probably not.

He did seem to have a good time overall though, even if he did not understand anything. He was asleep for large parts of it. Sebastian wasn’t actually into the animals very much. He was more into the plants.

I think Mary and I had a better time than Sebastian, though I was very tired afterwards. It got us out of the house!