Nate and I just got back from a three day vacation date! It was such a wonderful exhausting trip. It's weird how much you can miss your kid... When your that far away you feel that something is missing all the time. Can't wait to hug and squeeze her in the morning!
I will post pics soon!
Sara
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Thursday, April 26, 2012
On the Mend
Monday I leave the Belle with my mom and dad and I meet Nate in New York for a few days! I am so excited to see Nate after three weeks of being apart and a chance to reconnect after having a baby. We really haven't done a good job of doing something just the two of us since we have had her. It really is hard though to trust someone to watch your kid in another country. When we get back though our one and only maid, Rosa, will be helping out and I plan to have her watch Belle one evening a week so we can have just dinner and a movie.
Well off to walk since the weather is soooo wonderful these days in Oklahoma.
Tchau,
Sara
Saturday, April 21, 2012
My Little Hippie
Belle loved it! She is also wanting to walk but cant so she wants you to hold her or help her. I think she should just focus on crawling for the next couple of months!!
Tchau,
Sara
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Cart Time
Tchau,
Sara
Monday, April 16, 2012
The Flight....
I feel that I am ready to talk about the day now.... enough time has passed and I am ready to reface the experience :)
Now that we are living in Rio the trip to the airport really isn't a big deal. Like all major cities we had to plan around rush hour and debated getting to the airport early or risk being late. We opted on the side of caution and left our house around 545 pm for my 9pm flight. We arrived at the airport and checked Nate in for his flight to Salvador, he had a work trip and planned it around our flight, and then he escorted me to the international terminal to help me check in with Belle. In Brazil when flying alone with a Brazilian child, Belle, you have to carry a signed notarized document from the absent parent stating that it's ok for the child to leave the country. Nate wanted to be there just in case there were any problems.
Check-in went great. Belle just seemed to be excited and looking around everywhere and everything. Despite it being past her bedtime she didn't fuss too much.... as long as I was walking her with the stroller. Security was great and super helpful and immigration was a breeze. All of our documentation was in order and no problems at all.
Boarding went great and Belle even smiled the entire time. We sat in the two seats next to the window and the plane wasn't really that full (thankfully). Shortly after take off the crying began. Of course anyone who has ever flown with an infant will tell you to nurse, give a bottle, or even give a pacifier to help ease the pain of the altitude and pressure changes. Unfortunately what I later found out was that when an infant has an ear infection they don't want to do any of that because it makes their ears hurt more.
After 30 min of straight screaming she finally passed out on my shoulder and I was able to lay her down on her tummy in her seat. I thought to myself now that she is out the hard part is over and I will eat dinner and watch a movie and stay awake to make sure she doesn't roll off the seat onto the floor.
Then after about 1.5hrs, I am guessing because my romantic comedy wasn't over yet, Belle started to stir and try to roll. I figured she was just shifting positions so I let her manuver the best she could but to her best efforts she failed. The screaming began once again. I quickly picked her up and tried to nurse back to sleep but she screamed even louder when I tried. I searched for the emergency pacifier I had in my bag and kept her up right rocking her while I tried to get her to take it. I just kept thinking that she needed to suck so her ears would pop. She refused my efforts to calm her.
At this point all the stares from the other passengers trying to sleep began. Belle is full on arching, kicking, pulling my hair, throwing herself around in my arms bawling. I stand up and just sway and rock with her in the asle but do I risk walking and waking the entire plane or just my area? Luckily she stopped crying while she started down at the awake passengers and started squawking at them to look at her.
Great. I thought to myself. She is messing with me!!
I end up walking her to the back of the plane to ask the flight attendents if they have any children's benadryl on hand that I can give her since Brazil doensn't sell any. Unfortunately they didn't have anything but they played with her a little and offered their support. I gave her some of the infant's ibuprofen that I had packed just in case of a moment like this.
Only 7 more hours of flight left.
She starts yawning again so I take her back to the seat to try and nurse her again. She finally accepts it and starts to fall asleep. THANK YOU! Then BAMM. Screaming starts again! What in the world???
The guy behind me adibly says, "for the love of god would she just falls asleep already." At this point I am soooo frustrated becuase nothing I do is working. She finally falls asleep in my arms and I do not dare move her. I vow to hold her the entire flight if it kills me.
The silence lasts for maybe 45 min and then the screaming starts again.... this time a flight attendent comes over to facilitate the problem. I am sure that some complaints were being said. I started to cry because I am just so absolutely over whelmed. (Actually every time I get to this part of the story I cry again and tryping it out is no different. Tears really are coming down my face.)
She stays quiet for awhile but eventually I have to stand up and rock her to make her fall asleep standing up. This time I lay her back down in the seat on her tummy. It's 4 am at this point and we have 3 hrs left in the flight. She sleep until 6ish and then wakes up but I pick her up and hold her and she crashes again until we are about to land.
I am one of the first ones off the flight but one of the last to go through immigration because I have to wait on my stroller.
Then my bag was one of the last off the belt. By now other international flights are landing and the security line is backed up soooo far. She breezed through without incident and seemed to be in better spirits.
We make a B-line to our next gate where I let her crawl all over the nasty carpeted airport floor. At this point I could care less what she did as long as she was happy and I couldn't hold her anymore. I catch stares from everyone in the terminal but I could have walked around naked and not cared as long as she was smiling.
Thankfully the next flight was only 1 and 7 min.... yes I know the exact time. She slept for about 45 min of it all but didn't cry when she woke up so I count that as a win!
My parents met me at the airport and we had breakfest together and I finally thought that she would get some rest. WRONG.
Make a long story just a little less long I made a dr.'s appointment for the next morning becasue obviously something else is going on. Ear infection!!! Yea!!! Things will get better for both of us :)
This will be her fourth day on antibiotics and she is feeling great and back to her normal self. Crawling everywhere and loving life. Her appetite is back and so is her sleep!
Now we plan on enjoying the great weather, family, and friends.
Tchau,
Sara
Now that we are living in Rio the trip to the airport really isn't a big deal. Like all major cities we had to plan around rush hour and debated getting to the airport early or risk being late. We opted on the side of caution and left our house around 545 pm for my 9pm flight. We arrived at the airport and checked Nate in for his flight to Salvador, he had a work trip and planned it around our flight, and then he escorted me to the international terminal to help me check in with Belle. In Brazil when flying alone with a Brazilian child, Belle, you have to carry a signed notarized document from the absent parent stating that it's ok for the child to leave the country. Nate wanted to be there just in case there were any problems.
Check-in went great. Belle just seemed to be excited and looking around everywhere and everything. Despite it being past her bedtime she didn't fuss too much.... as long as I was walking her with the stroller. Security was great and super helpful and immigration was a breeze. All of our documentation was in order and no problems at all.
Boarding went great and Belle even smiled the entire time. We sat in the two seats next to the window and the plane wasn't really that full (thankfully). Shortly after take off the crying began. Of course anyone who has ever flown with an infant will tell you to nurse, give a bottle, or even give a pacifier to help ease the pain of the altitude and pressure changes. Unfortunately what I later found out was that when an infant has an ear infection they don't want to do any of that because it makes their ears hurt more.
After 30 min of straight screaming she finally passed out on my shoulder and I was able to lay her down on her tummy in her seat. I thought to myself now that she is out the hard part is over and I will eat dinner and watch a movie and stay awake to make sure she doesn't roll off the seat onto the floor.
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| You can't really see her that well but she looked so peaceful! At this point in the flight I truly was optomistic that things would be great. |
Then after about 1.5hrs, I am guessing because my romantic comedy wasn't over yet, Belle started to stir and try to roll. I figured she was just shifting positions so I let her manuver the best she could but to her best efforts she failed. The screaming began once again. I quickly picked her up and tried to nurse back to sleep but she screamed even louder when I tried. I searched for the emergency pacifier I had in my bag and kept her up right rocking her while I tried to get her to take it. I just kept thinking that she needed to suck so her ears would pop. She refused my efforts to calm her.
At this point all the stares from the other passengers trying to sleep began. Belle is full on arching, kicking, pulling my hair, throwing herself around in my arms bawling. I stand up and just sway and rock with her in the asle but do I risk walking and waking the entire plane or just my area? Luckily she stopped crying while she started down at the awake passengers and started squawking at them to look at her.
Great. I thought to myself. She is messing with me!!
I end up walking her to the back of the plane to ask the flight attendents if they have any children's benadryl on hand that I can give her since Brazil doensn't sell any. Unfortunately they didn't have anything but they played with her a little and offered their support. I gave her some of the infant's ibuprofen that I had packed just in case of a moment like this.
Only 7 more hours of flight left.
She starts yawning again so I take her back to the seat to try and nurse her again. She finally accepts it and starts to fall asleep. THANK YOU! Then BAMM. Screaming starts again! What in the world???
The guy behind me adibly says, "for the love of god would she just falls asleep already." At this point I am soooo frustrated becuase nothing I do is working. She finally falls asleep in my arms and I do not dare move her. I vow to hold her the entire flight if it kills me.
The silence lasts for maybe 45 min and then the screaming starts again.... this time a flight attendent comes over to facilitate the problem. I am sure that some complaints were being said. I started to cry because I am just so absolutely over whelmed. (Actually every time I get to this part of the story I cry again and tryping it out is no different. Tears really are coming down my face.)
She stays quiet for awhile but eventually I have to stand up and rock her to make her fall asleep standing up. This time I lay her back down in the seat on her tummy. It's 4 am at this point and we have 3 hrs left in the flight. She sleep until 6ish and then wakes up but I pick her up and hold her and she crashes again until we are about to land.
I am one of the first ones off the flight but one of the last to go through immigration because I have to wait on my stroller.
Then my bag was one of the last off the belt. By now other international flights are landing and the security line is backed up soooo far. She breezed through without incident and seemed to be in better spirits.
We make a B-line to our next gate where I let her crawl all over the nasty carpeted airport floor. At this point I could care less what she did as long as she was happy and I couldn't hold her anymore. I catch stares from everyone in the terminal but I could have walked around naked and not cared as long as she was smiling.
Thankfully the next flight was only 1 and 7 min.... yes I know the exact time. She slept for about 45 min of it all but didn't cry when she woke up so I count that as a win!
My parents met me at the airport and we had breakfest together and I finally thought that she would get some rest. WRONG.
Make a long story just a little less long I made a dr.'s appointment for the next morning becasue obviously something else is going on. Ear infection!!! Yea!!! Things will get better for both of us :)
This will be her fourth day on antibiotics and she is feeling great and back to her normal self. Crawling everywhere and loving life. Her appetite is back and so is her sleep!
Now we plan on enjoying the great weather, family, and friends.
Tchau,
Sara
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Backside
Turns out Belle had an ear infection so now she is antibiotics and feeling much better.
I am off to Dallas today for a bachelorette party and Nana gets to watch little one while I am away. I am going to miss the stinker!!
Tchau,
Sara
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Flight Home
Well I made it.... barely. No time to write about the horrifying experience. I seriously might have post traumatic stress syndrome.... really. It was that bad.
8 Month Photo Shoot
Forgot to post this the other day!! This was probably the most challenging photoshoot and I wish that I had a studio for her to run around in with perfect lighting :) So here are some of the good the bad and the ugly!
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| Love her teethy smile. |
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| Look what I can do! |
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| Love tipping over her basket of toys :) |
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| Crawling toward mom... well the flowers. |
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| More interested in pulling up trying to stand. |
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| Sitting on dad's shoulders and grabing onto his hair like handles. |
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| Probably the best photo I have of her next to her Winnie. |
Tchau,
Sara
Monday, April 9, 2012
Book Time
Tchau,
Sara
Back to One Maid
Well I finally got the guts to fire the extra maid! I ended up having to do it in person since my plan to fire her over a text message backfired because I realized she leaves her work clothes at my house :( She didn't really take it to well even though I paid her for an extra day and a little bit more for the dentist she needed to see. No screaming and yelling but no goodbye when she left the house either.
I feel bad because she really does need a job but honestly she sucked and I would have fired her anyway. Today was her third day and she was asking to leave early.... again. Whatever. Nate liked her because she didn't move his flip-flops to the closet where they belong but left them by the door.
Off to go pack. I leave for the US in two days. More on that later if I can ever get my eye to stop twitching due to nerves about flying solo with Belle.
Tchau,
Sara
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