This blog is about the young life of Ian as told by his mother.

Wednesday, December 27, 2006

Not That You Care....

Not that you care, but we went a bought a new sofa today. This is what we are getting, along with a matching love seat. We were wise and purchased the protection plan, since I have a feeling, Ian might be a little tough on couches. I will be replacing the pillows though, they are not my style at all.
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Christmas Loot

I am the biggest hippocrit ever. The pile on the left side of the tree (your left, not the trees left) is Ian's pile. I don't know how it happened. He lost interest after the third gift, so most of it is being regifted for his birthday. :)
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Christmas Breakfast

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Saturday, December 23, 2006

Motherly Guilt

My son has a cold. Not a terrible cold, but enough of a cold that he is cranky and very stuffy. This afternoon, after a very short nap, several snot suckers full of snot, and an impending late evening party, I asked me husband if he thought we should give him some benydral to help him breath (he was so congested). My husband said yes. To which I replied that I felt guilty because I knew it was going to make him go to sleep. My husband laughed and said something to the effect that I made him take it everynight (for his snoring, oh god, the snoring). I figured he had a point. If he hasn't died yet, I guess 1/3 tsp of benydral wasn't going to kill Ian either.

He's not dead. He slept and 1.5 hours, and got up around 5. We went to our party, where he stayed up and was mostly pleasant until 7:45pm, which is like 2:00am on Ian time. Posted by Picasa

Things to do on Christmas Eve Eve

It's December 23, and I'm frantically trying to tie up the loose ends that are known as Christmas. We're having my husband's family over for breakfast tomorrow, and they don't know that we (I) are slobs so we've been cleaning and trying to get things in order. One of the tasks involves cleaning up the basement, where our Christmas tree now lives (for those in the know, we finally got ornaments up today!). This means wading through the piles and piles of papers on my desk. So far I've found:

* Addresses of five people that I didn't send cards too. If you get a card from me after Christmas, sorry.
* Stamps, which worked out well for the mailing of the late cards
* Renewal notice for Parenting Magazine. I threw that on top of the 11 Parenting Magazines and the four People Magazines that I need to find time to read.
* A few checks for one of my doctors that my insurance company insists on mailing me.
* Lots of expired coupons.
* Lots of crap that needs to be filed.
* An air freshener for my car. It was sent to me in the mail for my VW's birthday.
* Lots of Sharpie Markers (a secret addiction)

Maybe if I keep cleaning I'll find a Partridge in a Pear Tree. Posted by Picasa

Thursday, December 21, 2006

Happy Birthday Granddad!

Thanks for sharing your cake with me! Happy Birthday, I love you! Posted by Picasa

It's the most wonderful time of the year?

I am excited about Ian's first Christmas, but the path to getting there has been filled with snarling, barking dogs who are trying to eat my shoes so I can't more forward. We have presents. We have a tree (albeit without ornaments). We have cookies. Yet there seem to be many loose ends lurking about.

I think the thing that I am most excited about is having a week off to be with Ian. Granted, we have about 10,000 things planned for 10 days; open bank account, get new furniture, take lots of naps and of course, celebrate by 20-something birthday.

One of those snarling dogs that's impeding the joy of all things Christmas would be the colds that Ian and I seem to have contracted. I'm personally swearing by Airborne, and will continue to swallow the nasty substance and pay ridiculous amounts of money for it, since it seems to be working. Ian is swearing by avoiding the snot sucker and the tissues.

Just in case you were wondering, getting bloodwork for a nine month old is just as traumatic as you would think. No, we didn't get bloodwork for a cold. We had a food panel done to check for food allergies. That was the bomb that the pediatric GI dropped when I called a few days ago to ask why he was spitting up again. I don't know if it's a food allergy, although I was a little disheartened when I read that 50% of reflux cases are food related and that the AAP recommends that food allergies be considered when dealing with acid reflux. We're starting with the bloodwork and going from there. Posted by Picasa

Sunday, December 17, 2006

Nine Months

Dear Ian,

On Friday, you were nine months old! I'm a few days late writing your letter, because things have been very busy around here! You are growing like a weed. At your nine month check-up, you weighed 22lbs and 3 oz and you were 29 1/4 inches long. You're out growing most of your 12 months clothes, but your 18 month clothes are still a little big on you.

This month you really started babbling a lot. You seem to have full conversations with yourself. Too bad we can't understand baby! You have said a lot of words that we can understand though like, mama, dada, duck, kitty, doggy, night-night, and ok. You've become very vocal when you need or want something. This leads to a lot of screaming. Speaking of screaming, you've mastered the high-pitched screech. Your daddy calls you a velociraptor.

Up until a few days ago, you were eating all kinds of foods: pasta, mac and cheese, meats, cheese, fruits, veggies, and goldfish crackers. Then you started spitting up again, after almost 3 months of no spitting up. The doctor thinks you might be allergic to some type of food, so we had to go back to fruits and vegetables, and re-introduce everything to see what might be making you spit up.

You like to play with your toys, and you still like your jump-a-roo. You love to watch the Wonderpets and the Backyardigans on television. You probably like those shows because of the singing. You love it when we sing to you. You've even been getting into the Christmas carols lately.

Speaking of Christmas; you have no idea what that is, but you really like looking at Christmas trees. Aunt Denise has a TON of holiday decorations in her house and you love to look at them. Especially at the train that she has running under her tree.

I love you more everyday. I still sneak into your room every night to see you before I go to bed. I know that santa will be bringing you lots of presents because you have been a very good boy.

Momma Posted by Picasa

Then & Now: 9 months & 2 months

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Thanks for the card Grandmom!

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Thursday, December 07, 2006

Free Will

Ian is discovering free will. He's figuring out that he doesn't have to go along with everything that I want him to do. Since this new discovery, the changing table and car seat have become mortal enemies. The wet washcloth is also high on Ian's most wanted list. When Ian decides that he wants to assert his will, a lot of screaming, arching, and flailing is involved. This makes life with Ian a little tough. Posted by Picasa

Monday, December 04, 2006

Merry Christmas from the Kish Family!

It's not the best photo, but there we are! :) Posted by Picasa

Christmas Portraits

Ian had his Christmas portraits done over the weekend. I like elements of several pictures, but I'm not sure which ones I like the best and want to get prints made of. Take a look and tell me what you like. Posted by Picasa

Sunday, December 03, 2006

A Little Holiday Fun

It was a busy weekend in the Kish household. There were parties and pictures and visits with Santa. There was also crying and whining and a trip to the doctors to check for an ear infection. Apparently, there is no ear infection, Ian just has a bad personality and a lot of teeth coming in. Our little trip to the doctors was not a total waste of time, because we learned that Ian weighs 22 lbs. Oh. That's why my back is killing me. The picture is of yours truely and Ian. The hat says I've Been a Good Boy. I'm going to take a second to shamelessly plug Old Navy for carrying baby clothes in size 12-18 months because I was able to find cute baby clothes and hats for Ian, including a jumper that says Baby's First Christmas.

I think I'm done with Ian's Christmas presents. Now on to the wrapping and card mailing and baking.

Today we found out that Ian LOVES cinnamon buns. I mean who doesn't. I've never seen him gobble anything so fast. Posted by Picasa

Sunday, November 26, 2006


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A Beary Interesting Conversation

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Ian has taken a sudden interest in the camera. He knows that he should ham it up when the camera comes out. Silly boy.

Ian enjoyed Thanksgiving. He ate turkey, stuffing, mashed potatos and cranberry sauce. He had a lot of fun flipping a spoon off of the table and making his cousin Corey get it off the floor for him.

The rest of the weekend went ok. We're still waiting for teeth. He stayed with Aunt Melissa and Uncle John over the weekend for a few hours so that we could see the new James Bond movie. He also got to spend the whole day with Daddy when I went shopping with the crazy people on Black Friday.

Ian has a new word, "duck". He only seems to say it in the bathtub though. He's standing a lot, but no stepping yet. He likes to dance while standing. Oh well, tomorrow is back to work! Posted by Picasa

Thursday, November 23, 2006

Happy Thanksgiving!

As my favorite holiday of the year rolls around, I find that I am thankful for many things. I am thankful for Ian, who has changed my life in unconceivable ways.

I am thankful for my husband and my family who have supported me in so many ways.

I’m thankful that we have a great care giving situation. Since I can’t be home with Ian every day, I’m so happy that my mom and Denise are there and that they do such a great job.

I am thankful for my friend Melissa, who is still my friend despite how boring my life has now become.

I am thankful for stuffing, which I can’t wait to eat today. I am also thankful for the fact that it’s 8:00am and my child is still sleeping. J It’s gonna be a great day. Posted by Picasa

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

8 Months

Dear Ian,
Today you are eight months old. Eight months seemed so far away when you were born. You'll never be eight months old, I thought, yet here you are. You really have developed a personality over the last few months. You have started to speak a little, you say mama, dada, kitty cat, kiss, and ok. You've also started giving hugs and kisses, which is so cool. You want to stand up a lot now, but you still hate your stomach, so we are pretty sure that there is no crawling for you.
You favorite foods are things that you can eat with your fingers. Waffles, watermelon, cantaloupe and macaroni and cheese have been big hits with you. We found out the other day that you still can’t eat bananas because they make your belly hurt. Your favorite people are your dad, your grandmom, and Aunt Denise. You have lots of friends because you visit my school a lot, and Aunt Denise always has lots of fun people at her house. As for toys, you love your Jumperoo that Justine lent us. You still like anything that you can get in your mouth and you’ve just started to discover banging.
You have been on a kick of going to bed really early. Your regular bedtime is now 6:30, but sometimes you’d like to go to bed at 5:30! You’re also working on getting some more teeth. We’re really excited about sharing Thanksgiving and Christmas with you! Keep being a cutie, ok?

Love you lots,

Mama Posted by Picasa