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The other day I was walking Frasier out back in the field behind my house.  It’s a great place to bring him because there are a handful of other dog owners that also bring their pooches, and if they’re there when I go it gives Frasier a chance to run around with them and burn his banked up energy (although that’s one bank that never seems to be empty). Over the last several months since we have had Frasier, I have gotten to know a few of the dog owners and will often end up chatting with them while our dogs romp around.

On one particular day last week I got to talking with this girl Julie, and we were discussing maternity leave and I was saying how I loved it and that ideally I would love to stay off and be home with Niko and any other babes that may come along in the future.  She agreed, and although she doesn’t have any kids yet, said that she too would love to be a stay-at-home mom and raise her family when that day comes.  She went on to say: “I mean, I would be at home and keep the house clean and make dinner every day.” Make dinner every day?, I thought. Hmm… To which I replied, “Well, yah, staying home is great, but personally, I’m not the dinner-making kind of housewife.” To which we both had a few chuckles.

But this led me to wonder, then what kind of stay-at-home-mom am I?  Well in the year 2010 I find myself to be the kind that, loves spending time with my son Niko, the kind that tries to stimulate him on a daily basis, the kind that changes about seven diapers a day – not to mention single-handedly doing all the laundering that goes along with cloth diapering, the kind that gets up patiently one, two or three times every night to feed him, the kind that keeps the bathrooms clean, the kind that loves my husband and our son (but just doesn’t always prepare dinner for the former of the two…), the kind that has maintained being in a book club and going to cardio-kickboxing classes despite having become a mom, and the kind that documents our family’s adventures in my blog. I guess the old adage rings true: to each his own! And for our family, this is what’s working right now.

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I think we all know that cats have an affinity toward milk, but what about dogs? Remember those Milk ads from a few years back where a celebrity posed with a milk mustache? Well if those ads were still running and Frasier was a celebrity, I think I may have found a perfect candidate to model! Since Niko has come home from the hospital he has taken one bottle of breast milk a day – pumped, stored, frozen, then defrosted by Mommy, and finally served up in a bottle by Daddy. This system seems to work well: it gives Daddy and Niko a chance to bond, gives Mommy a little break from feeding, and ensures Niko will take a bottle if we ever go out on a date! (Date!? What’s that? But that’s another story…)

Anyway, like clockwork I take milk out of the freezer every day so it is pretty much thawed out by the time Borys gets home from work. Lately I have become addicted to the show The Hills – and have made it through almost about 4 seasons in just 2 weeks. The other day as I was enthralled in an earth-shattering episode, wondering if Heidi and Spencer would actually stay together, I heard Borys ask: “Why is there a milk bag on the floor?” “Milk bag?”, I thought. I have no clue, and in the moment all that came to mind was a big bag of 2% empty on the floor. “Oh I don’t know. Maybe it fell out of the garbage.”, is how I replied, or something like that. Well, time passed and I went to prepare Niko’s daily bottle.  Usually his milk thaws out in the dish rack, but lo and behold when I went to get it the dish rack was bare! – I sort of felt like Old Mother Hubbard for a second! Bare!? What!? How can this be? I specifically remembered taking the milk out of the freezer and putting it in the dish rack. So, I asked Borys if he’d seen it, and of course his response was, “That’s what I was talking about earlier, when I mentioned the empty milk bag on the floor!” I took the bag out of the garbage to inspect and sure enough it had the tell-tale signs of teeth marks, and had been adequately punctured and drained by none other than our adorable little culprit Frasier! Not to worry, there was milk on reserve in the fridge for little Niko. However, I was on puke-watch for the rest of the night, thinking for sure Frasier would vomit, but I guess the old slogan rings true even for dogs: Milk it does a body good!


Now that the hustle and bustle of the holidays has pretty much come to an end, I am again left to my own devices with little Niko and Frasier, and face the daily challenge of bringing the poodle for a walk! Today I had the brilliant idea (well, I thought it was brilliant) of bringing along a (rear-view) mirror.  The baby carrier I use has Niko front facing, and only with the mirror in hand, can I  clearly see the little tyke.

So, once I had Niko all bundled and comfortably strapped into the Baby Bjorn – I headed out into the fresh air.  I brought along the mirror for monitoring him, but the only thing that he really got up to on the walk, was  blowing a tonne of bubbles (as well as catching a few zzzs)! I am not sure why he would want to blow bubbles in the frigid air (-10), but he blew the most bubbles I had ever seen, and because of the handy mirror I was able to wipe them off, instead of having them freeze into little face-cicles.

Note: This picture was taken when Ciocia Ola was in town, but this is pretty much how we look on our rear-view baby walks – just imagine a mirror in my hand as well.


This winter I have discovered that Frasier absolutely loves snow: he enjoys pouncing around in the fresh powder, not to mention following his nose after all the scents he can find. I would love to take Niko out on walks with the pooch, but I am just not sure at what temperature it is too cold for him.  For some reason, I have -10 in my head: meaning if it is colder than -10 I think it is a touch too cold for the baby. But I have no idea where I came up with this number; it is just something I thought of yesterday.  That said, I do want Niko to get some fresh air and enjoy the winter weather. So my question is: when is it too cold for a baby? While we do have some warmer temperatures in the winter, those days seem few and far between in January and February.  Hmm…what I really want to get is a wind cover for the Baby Bjorn, that way he will be a bit more protected from the elements but can still enjoy the fresh air of winter days.


We’ve all heard or perhaps thought the saying: If only I had a third hand.  However, it’s not been until Niko was born that I’ve truly felt the sentiments of these words.  I mean, really, a third hand would help out a lot! This is why I am so happy to have discovered the Baby Bjorn! We bought one on the weekend and I got around to opening and trying it out today.  This contraption really does make for a hands-free baby.  Not only does it free up another hand, but when I am using the Baby Bjorn I have two hands free! Imagine that.

I thought this Bjorn would be perfect for walking the dog too: just strap Niko in and away we go.  However, once I got him bundled in his snowsuit (as we had our first snowfall today!), shove as I was, there was really no way to shove Niko comfortably into the Bjorn. Perhaps I needed to take a bit more time trying to figure it out, but when Frasier – our poodle – needs to get outside he can get a little hyber, nosing his way into everything. So with this nosy dog around I just couldn’t figure out how to fanagle the Bjorn with a baby in a snowsuit.  But, I have seen pictures of other people doing it, so there must be a way.


What an amazing November it’s been: lots of sunny days and warmer than average temperatures.  This beautiful weather has granted us the opportunity for many walks with Frasier and quite often with TEB too (Traci, Eli and Buddy) :).  The nature trail we go walking on is a great place for us and the dogs to get some fresh air: Niko just wishes it was a little closer to home as he is usually getting hungry by the time we leave.  Although by the looks of him in the picture below, he seems pretty content!

When we went walking today I had to laugh, as Niko reminded me of that kid from the movie A Christmas Story. It is Ralphie’s younger brother, the one who gets all bundled up for the snow, then falls down and can’t get back up again because he has too many winter layers on.  Well, the suit that Niko wore today totally reminded me of that kid.  When I picked him up out of his car seat, he was stiff as a board and could hardly bend his arms and legs!


FrasierLast April Borys and I decided to get a puppy and my dog of choice was a red standard poodle.  Despite warnings from friends and family to the tune of: “You’re crazy to get a dog when you’re expecting a baby!”, we went ahead with it, thinking if we were going to get a dog it would be better to train him before our baby was born.  So, one Saturday afternoon, my friend Linda and I went out to look at some pups, and I came back with a 12 week old pooch that Borys and I  named Frasier (after the TV show).  Frasier is delightful! Yes, he can be a handful at times, but mostly he just brings us a lot of joy!

Since Niko was born, Frasier does show some signs of jealousy (running around with the odd stuffed animal in his mouth), but mostly he is just curious about this new family member.  Living in a second floor condo we have to walk Frasier a lot, because we have no yard access.  But, this is something we knew before we got the dog.  I am a big believer in: I can deal with or live with anything until I know a better way.  So, while this set up is fine for now, I am sure once we move into a house with a yard I will wonder how I ever did this.  That said, Frasier is great and it is partly because of him that Niko and I get outside and go walking every day.


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