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For the most part Wade is sleeping better at night. He still wakes up to eat a couple times, but he goes back to sleep quickly. And I am starting to feel human again.

But Wade doesn’t do anything on any kind of regular schedule.

One night he’s up at 1 and 4, another he goes to sleep at 8 and is up at 11 and 3. Sometimes he naps all afternoon and is awake all evening. Other days he naps through breakfast and lunch and is awake all afternoon. Some days Wade eats three ounces every three hours, other days five ounces every four hours. And once in a while he’ll gulp down six.

I remember David was easy to get on a schedule. Almost from the day we brought him home from the hospital he ate, slept and even dirtied his diapers at the same time every day. He was also noisy and energetic from day one, never quiet or sitting still. And he’s pretty much the same way at four years old.

Wade seems to be more of the strong, silent type, and I think he’s going to be totally disorganized when he’s older.

Now I’m not a stickler for putting baby on a schedule. I’m a proponent of letting baby eat when he’s hungry, sleep when he’s tired. You won’t find me waking up a snoozing infant just because he has to eat at noon every day. In fact, my motto is, “Let Sleeping Babies Lie.” But usually if you let baby do what he wants, when he wants long enough, he’ll put himself on a schedule.

I’m not sure Wade will ever do that on his own. It think he may need some encouragement along the way. And not knowing when he’s going to do what makes it hard to plan my days. I need some kind of structure in this household just to stay sane, and so does his older brother David.

Needing a refresher course after four years, I dug out my What to Expect the First Years book to look up advice about getting babies on a schedule. The What to Expect series was a huge help to me as a first time mom who was completely clueless when it came to child birthing and rearing.

Going through the list of types of babies in the book David’s was first , The Active Baby. I read through the others, and it wasn’t difficult to see that Wade fit the description of The Irregular Baby. My first thought was that it sounds like a shirt that you buy at the GAP factory outlet store.

What’s the exchange policy on that? I mean, I didn’t know I was getting an irregular baby when I put in my order.

But I’ve invested a lot of time and love already. I’d prefer to keep him. Is there an upgrade I can download to fix the bugs? Wade 2.0 0r something?

No. It seems I’m going to have to do the reprogramming myself.

The book suggests implementing a routine as best I can in spite of his irregularity. It says to try and stretch out the feedings a bit at a time, stimulate to him to keep him awake. But for the most part, as I suspected, it’s up to Wade.

And I’m just going to have to keep being flexible and patient.

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Puppy Love

June 24, 2009 · 4 comments

This is Joey.

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My favorite dog.

Shhh. Don’t tell Elizabeth.

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She’ll get jealous.

This is Wade.

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My favorite son.

Just kidding.

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I love both my boys To The Moon and Back!

Joey took a keen interest in Wade from the start. From the time I was first pregnant with Wade, Joey started following me everywhere in the house, sitting with me whenever I sat, and getting into bed with me at night. Things he didn’t do before. Somehow he just knew. Maybe pregnant women smell different. I don’t know.

When we brought Wade home Joey spent several minutes checking him out and sniffing him.

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Elizabeth just ignored Wade. Over the next six weeks Joey would check out the bassinet and it’s contents a few times a day. Often he slept on the floor next to bassinet.

This is the now empty bassinet.

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Last week Wade starting sleeping in his crib.

Poor Joey almost had a nervous break down. He spent a night and day sniffing the bassinet looking for its occupant. He’d check it out, then look at me, and make a few agitated paces around the house. When he started whimpering over it Sunday afternoon I finally took him into Wade’s room, lifted up the 35 lb. dog and showed him the baby napping in his crib.

I guess that did the trick. Joey hasn’t sniffed the bassinet since. Now he just sits with me when I feed Wade, and puts his his furry little head at Wade’s feet.

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It must be love.

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I’m still here, really I am! I didn’t mean to go almost a whole week with out posting.

Where does all the time go?

Between feeding Wade, changing Wade, feeding him again and sleeping whenever I can the days get away from me.

Even though I’m up half the night.

Then there’s David who needs attention once in a while. And the endless pile of laundry.

It has been nice to have Dave home more now that he’s self-employed again. He keeps David entertained when he can, and usually gets up with the boys in the morning so I can sleep a couple more hours. I’d be a walking zombie if it weren’t for that extra sleep each day.

Wade doesn’t seem to understand that Mommie doesn’t like working third shift.

During the day Wade sleeps for three hour stretches, wakes up to eat three or four ounces of formula , then goes back to sleep. At night he’s up every two hours and just snacks on a couple ounces here and there.

All the advice I got about straightening out his days and nights was the same. During the day put him in a bright room, and make lots of noise. So I kept Wade in the bassinet in the living room, and with David around the noise was no problem. He snoozed through it all, very peacefully.

In fact, all that seemed to result in was Wade only sleeping well if it was bright and noisy. I considered installing a TV in his bedroom, a flat screen on the wall right above the crib. SpongeBob seems to sooth him.

Instead I chucked the advice and started letting him sleep in his crib, in his room, all the time, in relative silence. The last couple nights he’s done better.

If it would quit storming I might actually get some sleep too. We had storms blow through two nights in a row. There aren’t any tornado sirens where we live out in the middle of nowhere, so we have one of those weather radios that sounds an alarm when there’s severe weather in the area. It went off five times Thursday night. Every time just as I was falling back to sleep.

I had a hard time weighing my desire to live against my desire to smash that weather radio.

Of course neither the storms nor the alarm bothered Wade, and he had his first good night.

Let’s see, in other news…

I’m working on losing the baby weight.

From Wade.

Once that’s gone I’ll work on the baby weight that’s still leftover from David.

Dave mowed a path through the field behind the house so I can walk for exercise. There aren’t any sidewalks out here, and I’m terrified to walk down our road because half-ton pick-up trucks fly by going 80 miles an hour.

Life is not slower in the country.

I took the dogs out back with me thinking they’d love it. By the time I was finished they were both lying on the porch waiting for me.

Lazy canines.

I’m still on the Sling and Swaddle Journy and twittering about it as @mom_25. We’re having a hard time though because Wade doesn’t care much for the sling or the Miracle blanket.

Twitter is proving to be great entertainment while I’m feeding Wade or holding him and praying that he goes back to sleep. You can find me on there as @mommiedaze also. It’s a lot easier to type 140 characters with one hand than it is to blog.

The one question I have is why are the rest of you people awake and on Twitter at 3 a.m. when you don’t have a baby keeping you up?

I really wonder what moms did before Twitter and blogging? This is why no one is watching soaps any more.

You can become a fan of Mommie Daze on Facebook now too. Why? Because all the cool kids are doing it, and I am nothing if not one of the cool kids.

O.K. I was never one of the cool kids, but be my fan anyway.

There will now be a brief pause as I get out my soapbox and climb up on it…

(Can you even buy soap in a box big enough to hold an adult these days?)

Finally, I have to mention Iran just for a minute. Yes, I’m not totally out of the loop. I do see the news once in a while.

It’s amazing to watch all that unfold, and hear the talk of revolution. It’s inspiring and makes me think this is how we should feel about democracy and freedom and choice. If only we were half that passionate in this country. I’m not talking about taking to the streets and rioting, but if we took a little more action when we were dissatisfied, well, maybe we could change some things too.

I’m just sayin’…

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1. Wade was a month old on, uhm, well, I don’t remember which day exactly because I haven’t slept more than two hours in a row for a month, but it was sometime this week.

2. I’m 34 years old, but this week I feel like I’m 100. I think I’m too old for this. Wade if you’d been born 16 years ago I could have partied all night with you. Your 30-something Mommie needs to sleep.

3. Let’s get a couple things straight Wade. See that big, bright, yellow ball in the sky? That’s the sun. When you can see that, you are supposed to be awake. When it’s black outside, and there is no big, bright, yellow ball in the sky, you are supposed to be asleep. Capiche?

4. Dave and I survived the first week of him working from home again without killing each other.

5. My hormones are still wildly out of control from being pregnant. (I was blubbering into my soda for almost the entire hour and a half of Up.)  I can not guarantee that domestic bliss will continue.

6. I took advantage of Dave being home more. The basement’s finally clean. Clear the calender for the garage next week, Honey. I don’t think we have the same idea about what “working from home” means.

7.I was trying to get to 10, but I can’t come up with anything else. I’m going to bed. I can get at least an hour in before Wade wakes up for the all-night feeding frenzy.

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Had A Bad Day

June 4, 2009 · 2 comments

I burned and crashed today like a 747 falling out of the sky on fire.

Wade was fussy the night before and kept me up for hours. When I finally got him quiet, I laid awake despite my exhaustion, the caffeine and erratic sleep patterns taking their toll me.

I cried at 3 a.m. and again at five just because I was so tired.

Then I was cranky all day today. I desperately needed a nap, but I couldn’t get David to take one. So no nap for me either.

I shouted at David when I shouldn’t have. I punished him for little things that didn’t matter.

I really lost it when he spilled red Koolaid on the carpet. It was an accident, but I acted like he did it on purpose, just to spite me.

The poor kid.

I prayed for patience, asked David for forgiveness.Wondered what Wade thought of this crazy woman who was yelling while he tried to sleep.

I’d held it together pretty well the last three weeks. But today was the breaking point.

Things got better in the evening. And even after all my shouting and carrying on David crawled up on my lap and said, “I love you Mommie.” Boy was that just the thing I needed. I was still tired, but my frustration melted away after that.

Well, tomorrow is another day. Tonight, another chance to sleep.

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Me? Babywearing?

May 30, 2009 · 4 comments

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I’m going to be trying out babywearing along with Wade for the first time in June.

People who know me are probably thinking, “What? You? Do you feel O.K.?”

See, I’m kind of a skeptic, and I don’t usually ascribe to these sort of “trends.” I said before the only thing going green in my house is last week’s leftovers in the fridge, I’ll never home school because it would probably kill me, and you can read here about my reaction to everyone telling me I had to breastfeed.

Maybe it’s because I’m getting old, and my arms ache from holding Wade all day.

Maybe it’s because Wade is a different baby than David was, and seems to need more holding.

Maybe it’s because I’m almost 100% sure Wade is the last baby of mine I’ll hold close.

Whatever the reason, babywearing suddenly sounds like a great idea.

So when I saw that Hotslings and Miracle Blanket were holding a contest about babywearing, I decided to apply. And to my surprise I was selected as one of 30 moms to spend the month of June Twittering about babywearing and baby swaddling during the Sling and Swaddle Journey.

Come follow me, @mom_25, on Twitter to keep up with my journey that starts next week when my sling arrives. I’ll also be posting photos, videos and updates on MommieDaze.

Listen, this is some shameless self-promotion, I know, but the more followers I have the closer I am to winning. So (begging on knees, hands clasped, looking at you with puppy dog eyes) please, please follow me, and tell your friends too. If you aren’t on Twitter yet now is a good time to get started!

Knowing me and my kids there’s bound to be some drama or comic relief involved so stay tuned!

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1. You can make a bottle in the dark with one hand while holding baby with the other and not spill anything.

2. You can change a diaper in the dark and not put it on backwards.

3. Having pee, poop and spit-up on you doesn’t cause even the slightest gross-out reaction anymore.

4. Two solid hours of sleep feels like heaven.

5. You’ve masted all 140 burping positions, and know exactly which one works.

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