Archive for August, 2009

Mjore Bjorn

Sunday, August 30th, 2009

Lars posted more Bjorn photos here.

He went a little crazy with the captions…

And here’s a photo of Bjorn “just because”.  He’s all up in his Chargers gear…let’s hope he can root for Michigan without too much guilt over their alleged NCAA violations.

Go Chargers!

Go Chargers!

Adventures in Hot Slings & Countdowns to Grandma

Saturday, August 29th, 2009

Now, before I really researched what type of carrier I would have while toting around my baby (back when I was pregnant), I always just thought I would carry Bjorn in the Bjorn.  We discovered “hot slings” during one of our baby edumacation classes, which we were told would be good for when our baby cannot support his head and also good if they like the cradle hold.  They come in all different patterns/sizes and I found a rather girly one and then made Lars where it.  Bjorn seems to like it but he does not like being put into it….mostly because there is still a lot of trial and error and sometimes his head falls out the other side.  WOOPS.

Here we are, rocking the hot sling. We’re not sure if we’re wearing it correctly EVEN AFTER watching the video provided on the hot slings website..but Bjorn seemed comfortable so we just went with it. You may wonder “how hard can it be to put a baby in a sling?”.  Oh really, Mr. Smarty Pants?  Is that what you’re wondering.  Well–YOU DO IT THEN WITH A CRYING BABY AND SEE HOW EASY IT IS THEN!  I mean, the fact that the demo video uses a DOLL instead of a real baby speaks volumes for how much fun it is for both parties involved to actually go into the sling initially.   Defensive much?

Lars Wearing a Hot Sling With Bjorn in a Catalpa Tree Forest

Lars Wearing a Hot Sling With Bjorn in a Catalpa Tree Forest

Megan Hiding Her Stomach Behind Bjorn and the Hot Sling

Megan Hiding Her Stomach Behind Bjorn and the Hot Sling

We’re also in countdown mode to a visit from Bjorn’s Grandma (aka my mom) from San Diego.  She’s coming out September 5th (next Saturday).  Bjorn got so excited he made an award winning video (mainly because we couldn’t get a photograph that didn’t turn out blurry while on the swing).

Countdown Mode from Megan Jensen on Vimeo.

And lastly–here’s one more photo of Bjorn for good measure. Mainly because I think he is just adorable.

Bjorn chilling in his stroller on one of our walks...

Bjorn chilling in his stroller on one of our walks...

RIP “Reading Rainbow”

Saturday, August 29th, 2009

Just read that Reading Rainbow is being cancelled–the third longest children’s program ever to run.  This is heartbreaking!  Not only did I LOVE Reading Rainbow as a child (and LeVar!!) but I wanted Bjorn to love it, too.

I just read a blog sponsored by the Washington Post and it theorizes that the reason the show might have been cancelled was due to the Education Departments switch in philosophy about teaching children how to read–ie, shows that teach children about phonics and spelling.  Reading Rainbow is about making children WANT to read and get excited for books, which I PERSONALLY THINK IS JUST AS IMPORTANT.

Raise your hand if you ever fantasized about being one of the featured kids on Reading Rainbow that got to talk about their favorite picture book.  Yeah, me too.

The other major question I have is–what will LeVar Burton do now?

RIP LeVar Burtons Career

RIP LeVar Burton's Career

Beginning His Life of Crime

Friday, August 28th, 2009

Bjorn was involved in some serious illegal activities today at the local Panera that involved an infant car seat and an upside down high chair.  I don’t know if I can ever trust him again…

Caught in a criminal act...and cool as a cucumber.

Caught in a criminal act...and cool as a cucumber.

Blatant disregard of authority (sticker on the bottom of the high chair)

Blatant disregard of authority (sticker on the bottom of the high chair)

This kid has already fallen in with a bad crowd…a crowd that will peer pressure him into breaking the rules at Panera with total disregard for his own safety.  He probably did it for the adrenaline rush of putting yourself into dangerous situations…kind of like bungee jumping; but for babies.

2 New Videos; Same Old Bjorn

Tuesday, August 25th, 2009

A couple videos of what happens when Bjorn is “unswaddled”. He has varying reactions and I mostly love them all…except for the one where he screams.

The Face of an Angel… from Megan Jensen on Vimeo.

Minor Accomplishments

Tuesday, August 25th, 2009

Well, I finished a book. It was a good book and it took me approximately 3 weeks! I have found that when Bjorn is nursing and he’s not being fussy while doing it, I can precariously balance the book on the edge of my boppy pillow and get in a chapter or two per session….it is either that or play solitaire on my iPhone and let me tell you, I am sick of losing games of solitaire on my iPhone. I mean, I’ve been nursing for like a bazillion years and I’ve won like three times (if that!). I kid….its more like 5…but OH THE JOY when I actually get to sort all the cards. The elation! Its enough to rock Bjorn off the boppy pillow mid-feeding and piss him off.

Speaking of my excellent parenting skillz…I’ve been bad lately about the co-sleeping. Lars and I put Bjorn down to bed everynight in his little crib right next to our bed. Then he usually wakes up once or twice for a nightly feeding fuss-a-thon. Some mornings, though, I just haven’t the strength to rock him to sleep AND THEN gently place him down in his crib in the hopes that the transition won’t wake him up. So I rest him on top of my chest and he snuggles right in and we both fall asleep together. This will come in handy in the winter months when I’m freezing but I usually wake up drenched in sweat because of the little heater lying on top of me. I kind of like when he’s so peaceful lying there breathing in and out and making little coos, his pacifier every now and again going in and out like Maggie’s on the Simpsons….but I know its a habit I should break. Its like a good parent (yay I’m able to soothe my child and they love me so much they sleep on me!) vs. bad parent (co-sleeping BAD say most everyone and their mother) conundrum. Right now–I feel as though the more sleep I get, the better for this kid in the long haul so we’ll just work with what we’ve got…

Working On My Fitness

Monday, August 24th, 2009

A quick video of Bjorn working out at the “gym”.  He still doesn’t know his arms/hands/existence is his own yet so…take this for what you will.  I made it 17 seconds for added fun.

Going to the Gym; Working On My Fitness from Megan Jensen on Vimeo.

…What Happens When Daddy Is Away

Friday, August 21st, 2009

Lessons in how to humiliate your children can never start soon enough.

This is what happens when Lars goes to work for the entire day. I use the one and only opportunity that Bjorn isn’t crying to decorate his face with my ridiculously sized sunglasses.

too cool for school.

too cool for school.

The aftermath of the sunglasses incident of August 2009 is below:

WTH, Mom. W.T.H.

WTH, Mom. W.T.H.

…and I wonder why he cries.

Depth Perception: 8 Inches; Control of Hands: None Whatsoever

Friday, August 21st, 2009

I read in the awesome Growing Child booklet that Melissa got us that babies can see approximately 8 inches in front of them.   This is an amazing feet of nature as that is generally the distance between a baby at the breast and mother’s face (for that infamous bonding) and also about the distance between babies outstretched hand and their face (unless your child has freakishly long arms like mine does).

Anyway–yesterday I put Bjorn in his little bouncer and for the first time he seemed to really “see” the little elephants in front of him.  My first thought is “GENIUS!  MY CHILD IS A GENIUS”.  Or maybe he’s finally just tuning into his vision capabilities.  I tried to capture it on video.  Ummm…you can determine if my genius assessment was correct or not.

Lars has been back at work full time as of yesterday–its not been bad but we do miss him and an extra set of hands around the house more often.  We’ve gotten into a routine of a morning walk to Caribou Coffee where the woman behind the counter always coos at him.  That was my initial “get out of the house by myself” ordeal but I also have gone to Target now for a whopping 20 minutes and there was no meltdown until we got to the check-out and by then I was all-in.  I was going to be like “dammit, I went shopping and who cares if this baby cries.  We’re at Target for crying out loud.”.  Literally, for crying out loud.  HAHA get it?

Bjorn discovering he can see his elephants…GENIUS. from Megan Jensen on Vimeo.

Anyway–all’s well on the Ann Arbor front.

Fun & Games

Saturday, August 15th, 2009

I think Lars was jealous of the Solitaire application I downloaded onto my iPhone so he decided to one-up me and has taken it upon himself to become reinvested in an online version of Quake.  I know Lars used to play Quake before we met (the dark ages) but its kind of funny how its reinserted itself into our lives now….This baby needs to grow up knowing how to use a semi-automatic in case of a doomsday case scenario that seems imminent (the rapture; global warming meltdown; terrorism; glenn beck/rush limbaugh; lack of health care) so I guess you could view it as a survival skill he’s teaching our impressionable little one.

We’ve made it two and a half weeks.  Still tired but that’s okay.  Some mornings I don’t know right from left…or more importantly, the adhesive side of the absorbant nursing pads from the side that’s suposed to absorb. Ouch. That won’t be a mistake I’ll make again.  Wait, what am I saying…I have been crazy in the head for the past two and a half weeks so I can’t give empty promises like that.  Yesterday I went to Target and I was SO EXCITED it was all by myself.  I picked out the items I needed (wanted) and then realized I had left my wallet in the diaper bag.  D’oh.  Oh well–at least I got out of the house.

Today there is a heat advisory so there will be no “getting out of the house”…at least with little Bonjour (Bjorn) in tow.  We’ll have to wait until 10pm at night to take him on his daily stroll.

In other news…15 more pounds until I’m back to pre-pregnancy weight.  Sigh.  Hello my old friend size 12…I thought we had broken up for good but I’m a glutton for punishment (and donuts/babies) so we meet again.  Hopefully its just a summer fling.