Adios!

Moot Thoughts and Musings has moved! New face, new name, new URL.

I'm starting a new blog, Asteroid B612 (http://ab612.partialflow.com/), my own corner of blogosphere. You get a prize if you get the literary allusion.

I've been working on this change for a long time. Hubby has tirelessly transferred my old blog to Drupal. I'm a little sad to be leaving covblogs; I was the first covblogger, after all. But I've feeling the need to be on my own for quite awhile now, and lovely as MT4 is, I like Drupal better. Besides, I royally broke my template, and I don't know how to fix it, so it was a good opportunity to set up house on Asteroid B612.

So if you want to read something amazingly thought-provoking to see more cute pics of my kids, please update your bookmarks, blogrolls, feed readers. My blog stats were really climbing recently, I hope you continue to find it somewhat entertaining to follow me to my new digs.

upgraded

So the powers that be upgraded us to MT4, and I was stupid and tried to upgrade my template. It clearly didn't work.

sling me

Now that I have my little Marlowe on the outside instead of the inside, I've been enjoying wearing him in my pouch sling. I kind of wonder if perhaps he's not such a fan of the pouch as I am, so I may try a wrap, too. It took me awhile to sort through all the babywearing options out there. But I love it!

Pouch slings and babywearing is becoming increasing popular because of its convenience and comfort, especially when you have multiple kids to chase. And have I mentioned how much I hate strollers? yea.

Anyway, it's important to keep safety in mind, correct positioning in a sling is important to take note of. This is a great article for correct positioning. Happy babywearing!

Some like it in the pot, 9 days old

Marlowe is nine days old.

He had his first well-baby visit with our new pediatrician today and is back to birth weight after the typical losing a few ounces after birth. He's also gained half an inch in length and head circumference.

I like our new ped. We sort of stumbled into the one we had when E was a baby, and she was kind of nuts. Then I had to transfer a year ago because of insurance, which was nice, because I didn't know how to break up with the first one. But E only saw the new one once, because he was so healthy last year. But I wanted one I felt like I could develop a relationship with. The one I chose I feel like I can really talk to and that she'll respect me. She's a bit more mainstream than I would like, but she didn't balk at all when I didn't get the Hep B vaccine today. And the receptionist staff at this ped office is hands-down the most friendly, helpful staff I have ever encountered at a medical establishment! So anyway, new ped: check.

Overall, he's doing fantabulously! Get this, he sleeps! Can you believe it!? Like for multiple hours at a time! I sometimes have to actually wake him up to nurse!! It's a good thing we had Ellis first, because I know not to take this for granted. He also nurses very well. And is just totally adorable. He usually has a long stretch of wakefulness at one point during the day. He just looks and looks at us squarely in the eye.

We finally have a name sign for him, too, so that Ellis can call him something besides "baby". Since his nickname is Peanut and because he has a little dimple on his chin, his name sign is the letter M handshape tapped on the chin as if to sign PEANUT (the side of the index finger tapping on the chin).

Ellis loves on him. Kissing him and signing ILY (i love you). He wants to hold him whenever he gets a chance. And tells me MILK every time he cries. (He'd try to help him latch on, too, if I let him. haha)

But it's not saying much when your newborn infant is sleeping better than your nearly 3yo. Poor Ellis. He takes all his stress out on his sleep. All his growth and development, all his major life changes, it all gets thrown on his sleep and becomes lack thereof. Lately, he's actually made it to nearly 5 am, maybe waking up once and falling right back to sleep when sought snuggles are snuggled. It's hard to coax him past 5, though. Too early for mamas. Too early for little boys! Especially ones who don't nap. It turns him into a maniac bouncing off the walls. It's hard to balance the sympathy I feel for him, exhausted and upheaved life, and the irritation that creeps up on me when he is just flipped out crazy. I'm trying to spend some extra time with him during Marlowe's amazing naps. It's nice to be able to sit on his floor again. To feel like I can move and do things with him. Eventually we'll find our new normal.

just in case

Ellis continues to adore his baby brother.