My new blog for parents and caregivers!

I can’t believe it’s been over a month and I haven’t told you all about my new project! I spent several months planning, writing, and talking to parents about what topics they’d like to know about when it comes to caring for kids.

The result? My new blog.

Mama OT: Tips and tricks for those who care for children. 

The website is www.MamaOT.com.

I can’t even tell you how excited I am about this blog. It covers a range of topics relating to children ages 0-5 and is a unique way to blend and share the knowledge I gain as both a new mom and a new pediatric occupational therapist. It’s awesome (if I do say so myself). You can follow on Pinterest, Facebook, and Twitter, or you can simply subscribe to the blog to receive updates of new posts.

My passion and calling in life is to help children reach their potential, so this includes working and sharing information with parents and caregivers, too.

So far I have posted on topics such as making tummy time more enjoyable for young babies, teaching babies how to learn to roll, identifying autism at an early age, playing in baby exersaucers, pumping a little more comfortably, encouraging parent-infant attachment and, yes, even wiping boogers from yucky little faces. And I’ll even let you in on a little secret: new post coming soon on 15 toys for baby’s first year. There, you’re the only audience I’ve told that to so far…don’t you feel special?

This is a long-term project that I am really, REALLY excited about and can’t wait to see where it leads me.

I’d love it if you hop on over to MamaOT.com and check it out. Let me know what you think, and I hope it can be a helpful resource for those of you who are parents and caregivers of children.

Thanks!

A Walk Through the Santa Barbara Chalk Festival

Every year on Memorial Day weekend there is a chalk festival at the Santa Barbara Mission. I Madonnari – an Italian street painting tradition that has made its way over to the Central Coast — is free to the public and is one of our favorite Santa Barbara traditions.

On the morning of Memorial Day, we headed out on foot to travel the mile or so (a long and steady uphill mile, might I add) from our apartment to the Mission. It was a perfect, beautiful day to take in one of Santa Barbara’s most unique traditions.

When we arrived at the crossroads in front of the Mission, we were delighted to see that what usually looked like this:

now looked like this:

Vendors busily prepared food for impending crowds as parking attendants directed traffic and locals and visitors alike gathered to view the sidewalk masterpieces.

We made our way through the maze of street paintings just as the day was beginning. Though most had already been completed, some were still in process and it was amazing to see the artists meticulously working in such a unique context.

What a fun and unique event. The best part is, these chalk-based creations will remain on the ground long after the festival has concluded, so people can come back to admire the artists’ work even when they’re not around.

Looking forward to coming back next May, when Little Man is a year older!

The Arena

As Matthew has become increasingly mobile and able to entertain himself, we have created a “yes space” (space where everything is safe for him so you don’t have to say “no” when he’s in it) that we have affectionately begun to call “the arena”.

This living room play space nicely contains him (for now!) and allows him to roam free, make a mess, eat books, pull up to a stand, babble endlessly, ogle himself in the mirror, and engage in whatever other mischief his little heart desires.

Welcome to “the arena!”

9 months old and crawling!

Matthew,

You turned 9 months old over 2 weeks ago and it has taken me this long to write about all the exciting developments in your little life. It’s not that I’ve been too busy but, rather, there was just so much that happened in between you turning 8 and 9 months that I simply didn’t know where to start. And you know how it’s easy to just put things off when you don’t know where to start on a big project, rather than jumping in and tackling that big task?…well, you will once you’re a little older, say, high school age. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

You continue to grow and grow, of course, but all that rocking and rolling and scooting and crawling (yes, you’re crawling!) has served to slim you down a bit. Your super chub is beginning to disappear (though you’re hanging onto those chunky monkey thighs, which I love)!

1 month                                                          9 months

So I mentioned you’re crawling. You are super stoked about it! Of course, the first object that motivated you to get a move on was mommy’s coffee mug. You have a thing for coffee mugs, I’m guessing because your daddy and I live off that magic bean thanks to you-know-who (that’s you, in case you were wondering). It was so cute, for the first week or so of your crawling days you would work up the strength to crawl in the general direction of a toy or coffee mug, crawl 5-10 steps, and then stop and roll over as if to indicate, Whew, I’m spent. Don’t worry, you’ll get better at it and will be breaking land speed records soon enough as you propel yourself forward on all fours. (I should mention that, three days into crawling, you tried to pull up onto your toy bin and, after having one hand slip down, you gave yourself a nice mark of bravery near your left eye, as seen below. Oops!)

The day after you ventured into the world of crawling, you decided it was time to start pulling (er, actually, pushing) to a stand. You don’t waste any time, my friend. It was the cutest thing ever. You slowly crawled toward me as I sat on the floor. You approached my criss crossed legs, put your hands on my one knee, stuck your padded diaper bottom in the air, straightened out your legs aaaaaand…did not stand. You were stuck in a teepee position, almost like Downward Dog but with your hands up on my knees. You tried again and again, and we finally figured out together that you could push to a stand if you crawled to my lap, I put out my hands at about the height of my chest, you put your hands on mine, and I resisted you as you pushed into me and walked your feet in. Tada! You have such a look of pride in your eyes every time you do it…and then you don’t know what to do from there. Haha. The life of a learning baby.

At nine months of age, you are not really that interested in feeding yourself finger foods but, much to your parents’ chagrin, you do love to grab the spoon while we try to feed you. It takes forever to get through a meal most days because you are a grabber, but you love to eat, so we’ll take it.

By the time you turned nine months old, we had officially packed up the bottles and put them away on a high shelf where we hopefully will have a use for them when your little brother or sister comes along. Bye bye bottles! So glad to have those behind (actually, above) us.

As you continue to grow, so does your head. You were blessed with your daddy’s big noggin and, before you turned 9 months old, you had officially outgrown your sunhat that is meant for 1-year-olds. We headed to Old Navy in search of the perfect hat for our boy and I’m pretty sure we found THE cutest (two- to three-year-old) little boy hat ever.

Exhibit A:

You are super handsome and your big blue eyes become brighter and happier every day. Don’t be discouraged when those little old ladies in the grocery store and at the park comment something to the effect of, “Oh what a beautiful baby girl!” even when you are obviously wearing all blue. That just means your bright blue eyes will be irresistible to the ladies when you’re older (and we’re ready for ‘em!).

Your personality is really starting to be revealed as you explore and communicate. You still love movement — bouncing, jumping, crashing, being thrown in the air, and anything involving being upside down. You especially love to let daddy hold you in weird positions (I call this your ice dancer pose because, well, yeah).

Now that you are crawling, I’ve noticed you have become much more aware of the differences between familiar and unfamiliar territory. You stop at the threshold of a room before deciding whether to enter or not. You become very quiet in new situations and, as predicted when you were a newborn, you are quite the observer. In a room full of people, you prefer to stay on the edge of the room and watch what everyone else is doing before joining in. It’s so fun to see you take it all in. Your stranger anxiety is still present and you will literally cling to me in the presence of overly enthusiastic strangers. I’m not gonna lie, it makes me feel quite special to have you want me in those situations.

You’re still not an awesome sleeper at 9 months of age and it’s kind of a sore subject in our household, so let’s look at a cute picture of you and move on, shall we?

Your babbling has become so fun and varied and you are now capable of saying “baba” in a non-meaningful way. It’s so fun to go back and forth with you speaking in a language understood only by infants and their parents. You babble with your parents and you babble when no one’s watching. I could listen to your sweet little voice babble all day. It’s the cutest thing I’ve ever heard…up until you start blowing raspberries with all your might and literally soak my face with your spit. Then I’ve had enough of your sweetness and am ready for a washcloth.

You are working hard to push those first top teeth through (four! to be exact) and, as usual, everything goes in the mouth. Thank goodness for Sophie the Giraffe! In addition to mouthing everything, you are being a good sport at trying out new, chunkier foods. You used to gag when a puff or other finger food was placed in your mouth because you really didn’t know what to do with it or how to move it around. But through practice and creativity, you are now able to try out foods like quinoa, mashed black beans, chunks of avocado, and even mashed up chicken breast. Mommy got this great mashing bowl that has made it super easy to make foods that are just right for you. What a great adventure that lies ahead of us in the food department.

Matthew, we have had a ton of fun with you this past month. You are learning and growing at an incredible rate and I find myself hanging onto the moments where you want to cuddle and melt into me (mostly when you’re sleepy or in the presence of strangers). You really are no longer a baby and although I mourn the loss of those sweet, cuddly days of babyhood, I am super excited and proud of you as you move into the days of toddlerhood. You are just a few short months away. For now, I am treasuring the time I have with you and am loving all the adventures we take on as a little family of 3. We love taking you to swing at the park, ride in the shopping cart at the grocery store (a first in month 9), and picnic on the grass by the ducky pond.

I love you and cannot wait to see what the next month holds as you venture out into the big world as a new crawler.

Love, Mommy

Consider us babyproofed


And all because of this guy (who, by the way, turns 9 months old today!):

My new favorite place in Santa Barbara

I had always heard there was a duckie pond in downtown SB, but I never knew where it was. We finally discovered it the other day and, boy oh boy, I will be coming back here on a regular basis for as long as we live in this area.

In case you’re wondering, it’s called the Alice Keck Memorial Gardens and is located at the corner of Santa Barbara & Arrellaga. Oh what a haven. The lush greenery, peaceful atmosphere, fat palm trees, well-manicured dirt paths, and gentle sounds of nature make me feel like I have escaped to an overly-expensive-but-totally-worth-it-resort…except it’s free and only a five minute drive away. A perfect place to let the little one experience nature while mommy takes a walk with the stroller or relaxes on the grass.


Thank you, Alice Keck (whoever you are).

Can you say “whirlwind”?

What a whirlwind of a week this has been for learning new skills!

Let me recap:

♦ On Sunday, Matthew started crawling for the first time.

♦ On Sunday night, he slept in his crib and went five and a half hours without needing to eat (not that he slept that entire time, but still).

♦ On Monday, he accepted a sippie cup from his daddy for the first time.

♦ On Tuesday, I heard him babble “BababaBABA!” for the first time.

♦ On Friday, he started trying to pull/push himself up to a stand by crawling over and climbing up his mama.

♦ On that same day, he fed himself finger food for the first time (hooray for dissolvable puffs).

♦ In that same meal, he enthusiastically ate freshly cooked and smashed up chicken breast without gagging while swallowing.

♦ And still in that same meal, he without-a-doubt started trying to feed himself with a spoon for the first time.

Slow down, little baby! Don’t be such an overachiever. You don’t have to learn everything all at once!

I think he takes after his mama…

We’ve got a crawler!

It’s funny how suddenly babies develop new skills. One day they can’t do it and then the next day…duh, mom, of course I can _________ (roll over, sit up, blow raspberries, etc.).

Crawling is no exception.

Last Sunday morning, my eight and a half month old was playing and rolling around on the floor while his mama drank her coffee to lift the fog of sleep deprivation and…

WOAH!

He crawled 3 steps. I’m pretty sure he was headed right toward my coffee, too. Uh ohhhhh.

Here’s a snippet I caught on day 3 of crawling:


Now, six days in, he’s a professional explorer and, yes, has already lived through his first unfriendly encounter with a household object and the corner of his eye. A scream from baby and hug from mama was all it took before he was off on another living room adventure.

Here we go!

“Child, you may not…”

Lately I’ve found myself saying the most ridiculous things to my 8-month-old. The word “child” has suddenly cropped up in my vocabulary as something I call him when I find him doing ridiculous, weird things. It’s usually followed by me smiling and letting out a half laugh, half whimper, half sigh. Hmmm, that’s too many halves. Oh well.

The following are real, actual things I’ve said to my baby in the past few weeks:

“Child, your foot does not go on your high chair tray while eating.”

“Child, stop head butting the mirror.”

“Child, do not head butt the couch.”

“Child, go to SLEEP!”

“Child, you may not suck on your feet while nursing.”

“Child, you may not blow raspberries while nursing!”

And my favorite:

“Child, you may not roll over and push to hands and knees while still latched on!”

Gotta love mom life!

Watch me play!

This has been the month of learning how to play, particularly when it comes to playing with all kinds of kiddie balls.

Exhibit A:

Exhibit B:

Exhibit C:

What can I say, the kid loves balls!

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