Good Baby Stuff

Hello, toddler!


Look Ma, no hands!

Look Ma, no hands!

I’ve got a full-blown toddler on my hands. Little C turned 1 a few days ago, and he walks! He’s not a baby anymore.

He doesn’t look like a baby either, he’s wearing clothing for a three-year old. Above all, I’m shocked at how fast this year has gone by, and also, how slowly. 

I look at pictures of him a year ago when he was a newborn, and I start to cry. We’ve come so far. He walks! He eats! He plays! He giggles! This time last year I was just coming back from the hospital with him.

He’s left behind all the vestiges of babyhood. He doesn’t use a bottle (he never did), nor a pacifier. The Arm’s Reach cosleeper bassinet was folded up this weekend and put in the basement. The loaned Exersaucer from Zach has gone back. It’s all gone! Toddlerhood is truly here.

If I have another baby, I hope to remember some things:

Bring handwipes to the hospital, and clean socks, and slippers.

Hire the lactation consultant right away. 

Ignore any advice to wake up the baby every 2 hours at night to nurse. And no night pumping either, that’s crazy!

Remember that breastfeeding does get supereasy over time, even if you have an imperfect latch and just about every other condition in the book. Your body will make it right eventually. 

Don’t get so freaked out about mastitis. Stay home, call the house-visit doctor, drink fluids galore and remember the pain will go away in a few days.

Get prescription medicine asap for baby eczema and use it. This is not a condition that will clear up on its own.

Don’t bother with all that Ferber Cry-It-Out sleep stuff.  Just accept that you might not sleep through the night for one year and ignore people that tell you otherwise. This way, I’ll be pleasantly surprised if Baby No. 2 does actually sleep through the night earlier on than Cillian.

Don’t stress about the baby weight in the first while. It took about 9 months for me to lose it all. And happily, I wasn’t even trying.

So on that note, the time has come to wrap up this blog. Thanks for reading and I hope you found some good baby stuff.


What Cillian is doing now: Napping in his crib. He often naps three hours each afternoon, which will come in handy when I am working from home starting next month.


Hooray for the borrowed Exersaucer!


I loved this Exersaucer at Zach's birthday party.

I loved this Exersaucer at Zach's birthday party. Ava had a good time, too!

When I plonked C in this Exersaucer at his friend Zach’s birthday party, he took to it like a fish to water, slowly circling around the toys on the periphery. He was in there for about 35 minutes without a peep.

From this previous post, you might recall I didn’t buy an Exersaucer, cause frankly, I couldn’t afford such an expensive toy that I wasn’t sure he’d like. 

Zachy’s mom, my dear friend S came to the rescue, and lent us his Evenflo Ultrasaucer, which Zach has grown out of. 

It’s great! It has music, baubles and beads galore, it even makes a pot of coffee in the morning. Ok, it doesn’t, but importantly, it lets me make a pot of coffee while junior is happily occupied. Hopefully he’ll play in it outside so I can do some gardening, too.


What Cillian did yesterday: Cried for an hour when he only partially napped at noon (have been trying to get him to nap in the crib), came with us to Home Depot and had a grand old time, crawled around on the living room floor. He still can’t go forward, but he can pivot in all directions, and move backward alarmingly quickly. Right now he’s asleep in his crib. We put him in there to chillax because he got up at 5:30 (And so did we. Ugh.) Suddenly, he fell asleep by himself. That never happens!

Is the Jolly Jumper better than an Exersaucer?


Check me out in my Jolly Jumper! I'm flying sideways.

Check me out in my Jolly Jumper! I'm flying sideways.

Actually, I don’t necessarily think that a Jolly Jumper is better than an Exersaucer. I never bought an Exersaucer for Cillian because you’ve got to draw the line somewhere in terms of space and cash.

C has always loved to kick his legs, he still does, and I don’t mean soft little pads, I mean hard thumps, the kind that will give you a fat lip if you don’t watch it. I didn’t want to shell out so much for the Exersaucer, as they start at about $80 as far as I can tell, and take up a whackload of space, so Jolly Jumper it was. 

We live in an old house with extra-thick door moulding, so I wasn’t sure that the door-mount version of the Jolly Jumper would even hang properly on said doors, plus those old wooden door frames could be crumbly for all I know, so I got the Jolly Jumper on the stand. It’s more expensive ($70 versus $40), but Toys R Us had a sale that was $20 off.

C loved it right away. He jumped cautiously at first, but then phoom! Straight into the air. Every night he goes in it at 8pm for about 30 to 50 minutes, before he goes to sleep. He can pivot, stop (he stamps his feet) and he taught himself how to do little hops on it as well as giant leaps. It’s really cute to watch. Getting him on it though is a two person job, so I have to wait till my husband is home to put him in it. Just as well, he’s mostly napping or eating or out for a walk with me during daytime hours.


What Cillian did yesterday: Two long naps on the bed, on his left side. Ate at my grandmother’s house the broccoli, chicken and rice she cooked. Loved playing with everyone there, he fell asleep right away on the drive home (but woke up later). At night, pretended to be asleep on his tummy by closing his eyes, then played a trick on us by popping up like a jack-in-a-box.