Week in Review

Damian has officially started solids. Yes, we let him nibble on cantaloupe and banana when we were in Jamaica, but now I’m giving him pureed food about twice a day. I also planned on waiting until six months to introduce solids, but boy was he ready. And he’s close enough, anyway. He LOVES food. So…

Eva had so much fun with all the Sesame Street activities at Beaches. She hung out with the characters everyday. After two weeks of it, I feel like she thought it was just her new life. Between that and the beach, Eva had another “best week of her life.” But the plane ride home? Not…

I’m back from my trip to Jamaica and I have A LOT of catching up to do. I’ll start with the first weekly post I missed (running from September 28 to October 5)….

Lately Eva has realized how annoying it is to ask, “Why?” after “Why?” after “Why?” She doesn’t it ask because she genuinely wants to know, she asks because she knows it drives me crazy. I’ll indulge her with the first couple of “Why’s” (or until I run out of creative answers), but she usually wins.…

Damian finally got to see his pediatrician on Tuesday (we had been in and out of the emergency room/urgent care for the past few weeks since she never had any appointments available). She said his lungs sound clear and no more pneumonia, thank goodness! He still has a slight, lingering cough and a few boogers…

This weekend we went up to New England again for the Boston Tattoo Convention. We left at midnight this time and we didn’t hit any traffic, which was great. The kids were able to sleep the whole time, which also made things easier. After the convention we drove another two hours to my friend Marisa’s…

Damian is finally well again, which is a huge relief. He hasn’t gone back to sleeping decent stretches at night, but I think a learning leap can be blamed for that. He seems to really be growing and discovering a lot lately, the most impressive of which is sitting. He can sit up on his…

This was a very long week. I was a sick mama looking after two sick kids. My anxiety levels were high because I had never had a sick three-month-old before. I don’t remember Eva getting a cold until she was around a year old. Damian would get in these coughing fits where he’d gag so…