Well hello there lovelies! I am sitting here in the lull between Halloween and Thanksgiving…well Daddy Kevin's birthday really. I have been meandering away at Pinterest, being an activity I can do while holding, feeding, bouncing a babe. I am inspired to decorate my little house. I had forgotten how happy crafting and art makes me. I really do need to find time to do a few projects here and there. I think a happy mommy will be a good mommy to my babies and well creating beautiful things makes me happy. Of course 3 of those beautiful things are my Aria, my Patrick and my Jameson :)
I can't believe the boy are SIX months old! A half of a year!! Woohooo, by golly we've done it! This means, I've been breastfeeding exclusively (save 1 bottle a night) for 6 months!!! I am proud. My boys are happy and healthy! They are big and strong. I promise I will get their stats down this time, but shhhh for now they sleep.
Speaking of, I am trying a new sleep routine. Bed still at 8pm-9pm, depending on their moods, though honestly most night we barely make it to 8pm, they would love to go down at 7pm, but I just can't risk them being wide awake at 4am. The boys still seem to only need 8-10 hours of sleep, rarely 12. Fairly consistently they sleep 8pm-1am, this is great, a good 5 hour stretch. After this is where in lies my woes. After 1am, they are up every 2 hours, sometimes less. Of course I, mama, don't go to bed until 12ish, mainly due to the sweet Aria's ability to be the two year old college kid, whose fun part of the "day" starts at 10pm :(. I pump before bed, about 8 oz and split it into 2 4oz bottles. When the boys wake at 1-2am I leave them swaddled and prop up the bottle for them, 50/50 they go back to sleep another 2 hours or they are up and need snuggled/changed and put on their bellies. 4-5am is when they naturally want to wake up. They coo and smile and seem to think it's morning time. It takes me about an hour to get them back down. Here I've been trying a new thing of giving them a formula bottle. Too soon to judge yet, but doesn't seem to be making too much of a difference. I think I might be feeding them too much at night, because they seem to be very gassy and need to poop several times. Aria, while a beastly sleeper, never pooped at night; I never even changed her at night. I'm trying to cut out dairy to see if it's an allergy, but it seems just as bad when they get formula, so I don't know.
The boys are becoming more aware of each other everyday. Most recently If I face them on the ground toward each other during tummy time, they are very smily and love to grab at the others hands and clothes. They love Aria too and she is definitely enjoying the fact that they notice her. Just putting them facing each other can stop a meltdown, it's pretty sweet.
I thinking what I should get them for Christmas, maybe some learning toys or teethers. I ordered them their stockings from PBK and got Aria a new one as well, because I have no idea where hers ended up in the move and I don't want to upset anyone trying to find it, possibly in Grammy's attic. Actually Auntie Dobby got it for her because mama ain't got no monies! Tear.
Patch's hemangioma on his toe is fading. A while back I took photos of it and I'm glad I did, because he might want to see what it looked like when he's older.
I'm trying to reposition both boys all the time so their heads round out… here goes nothing.
Miss Aria can count to 10! And she is saying so many more words and what sounds like sentences! Whenever I leave a room she says, "where you going?" and always the little lady, "thank you" and "welcome" every single time she gets or hands something.
Kevin has been trying to sleep in Aria's room with her to get her used to her big girl bed, seems to be working. Several nights she has slept in there by herself and woke up at 8am. Last night Kevin was out late watching the Oregon and Stanford game. The little butt slept in their by himself and I had all the kids in my room! Oh well, he probably would have woken us up anyways, he's a wiggly sleeper.
I'm doing the Jillian Michaels Yoga Meltdown dvd. I'm feeling stronger already 2 weeks in! I was very excited because I thought I lost 10 pounds, but turns out our scale is faulty it you set in on the carpet. I only lost 7. Oh well, 7 is better than none, but I need to kick butt to feel better about myself.
Well, baby a is awake.
Until next time, xo Rosie
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Saturday, September 17, 2011
Week 14
Well hello again, I have a free moment (Aria is napping in her swing) so I thought I'd give you an update on our little life here.
Let me start with a picture of my little beauty smiling in her bath. She loves to smile!
After returning home from the beach on Friday, after a long walk at Pajara Dunes Aria reverted once again to her Mr. Hyde side. Yes, since Friday night she has only slept in 2 hour increments at night, sometimes just 1 hour. She's been super cranky all day long and will only nap if I am holding her. I think this is her "three month growth spurt" according to the forums and advice columns I frequent. It seems too much of a coincidence that all the other mothers of June babies are having the same issues. Catering to my needy little princess has left me walking around like the living dead all week. Until yesterday, I literally just woke up (if I can even put it like that, since I was already up all night nearly) cared for Aria and tried to get sleep when I could. I didn't leave the apartment. Thankfully the night before last the cycle of doom was broken and she slept for 5 hours leaving mer feeling like a new mommy. I even went for a 6 mile hike with my mama at Rancho yesterday. On a side note, Aria has gotten so big and heavy that yesterday after our walk my knee hurt so bad I could hardly walk (she was in my front pack). Strolled next time I guess.
Actually I lied, on Wednesday, Kevin took a personal day, so that I could rest a bit. He was afraid that I was beginning to resent our daughter. This is not the case at all. I was simply exhausted and the crying and fussing 24 hours a day for a week was taking a toll on me. So yes on Wednesday, I escaped out for a bit with Gabby in the evening. We met up in downtown Mountain View and got some pearl mike tea. So good. Especially good since my tired thoughts forgot to think that pearl "milk" tea just might have milk in it!! Yes I drank some milk and it was good indeed. I didn't even have any guilt since this sin had no forethought or devious contemplation. I just remember thinking why WHY have I not have bubble tea sooner! hehe…oh yeah, that was it. After our lovely tea we wandered Castro street and stopped in a few shops and book stores. There was a hilarious book on the counter top at the bookstore called "Go the *** to Sleep". So baad, but too funny! It's modeled after a kids book but eloquently states what no parent is allowed to say: what they are actually thinking when they lovingly bond with their child before bedtime through the act of reading. Some parent must have just had it, and let our their steam in this lovely parody. I bet they felt much better after penning the devious text. It's funny that it says on the back, "not recommended for children". Because it looks like a kids book, I bet some parents have had a cow over it being in a prominent display. After the bookstore we at a "Pasta?" a tasty Italian style restaurant. Well we mainly ate bread and drank white wine. But our shared raviolis were well received into my tummy nontheless. I really did need some wine, chilling, and girltime with out my littlest girly. I think this is the first time, besides hiking at Rancho that I have hung out with Gabby without my bebe since she was born! Crazy and needed. Thanks Daddy Kevin for taking care of Aria and giving Mommy a break.
I'm still on awe of how fast Aria is growing. She fits well in 3-6 month clothes and I miss many of the newborn outfits that she used to wear. She becomes prettier and prettier everyday. She still can't roll over and hates tummy time. But I know she will get there eventually I'm just going to enjoy her being small and immobile for now.
Let's see what else is going on (I'm not used to having this much time to myself! She is still sleeping!). Kevin and I watched Warehouse 13 together, funny show, kind of like Eureka, another sci fi show. Now we are watching Battlestar Galactica, mainly because Gabby, Billy and Raph all watched it and I felt left out, plus it's free on Gabby's Netflix, which I have access to on our Apple TV. We finished season 1 already. It's pretty good, but not nearly at funny and lighthearted and Warehouse 13.
I really want to do a photo shoot with Aria. She is so cute and I want to document it. I need to borrow Billy or Gabby's SLR cameras. My digital point and shoot camera does not do her justice!
Next Sunday is Aria's long awaited Baptism. I'm still trying to decide if I should invite lots of people of just have a "small" family gathering. The reception is at my parents' house so I don't want to stress them with too many people. Hopefully we can get some cute picture of her in her Vinician Baptismal Gown.
Let me start with a picture of my little beauty smiling in her bath. She loves to smile!
After returning home from the beach on Friday, after a long walk at Pajara Dunes Aria reverted once again to her Mr. Hyde side. Yes, since Friday night she has only slept in 2 hour increments at night, sometimes just 1 hour. She's been super cranky all day long and will only nap if I am holding her. I think this is her "three month growth spurt" according to the forums and advice columns I frequent. It seems too much of a coincidence that all the other mothers of June babies are having the same issues. Catering to my needy little princess has left me walking around like the living dead all week. Until yesterday, I literally just woke up (if I can even put it like that, since I was already up all night nearly) cared for Aria and tried to get sleep when I could. I didn't leave the apartment. Thankfully the night before last the cycle of doom was broken and she slept for 5 hours leaving mer feeling like a new mommy. I even went for a 6 mile hike with my mama at Rancho yesterday. On a side note, Aria has gotten so big and heavy that yesterday after our walk my knee hurt so bad I could hardly walk (she was in my front pack). Strolled next time I guess.
Actually I lied, on Wednesday, Kevin took a personal day, so that I could rest a bit. He was afraid that I was beginning to resent our daughter. This is not the case at all. I was simply exhausted and the crying and fussing 24 hours a day for a week was taking a toll on me. So yes on Wednesday, I escaped out for a bit with Gabby in the evening. We met up in downtown Mountain View and got some pearl mike tea. So good. Especially good since my tired thoughts forgot to think that pearl "milk" tea just might have milk in it!! Yes I drank some milk and it was good indeed. I didn't even have any guilt since this sin had no forethought or devious contemplation. I just remember thinking why WHY have I not have bubble tea sooner! hehe…oh yeah, that was it. After our lovely tea we wandered Castro street and stopped in a few shops and book stores. There was a hilarious book on the counter top at the bookstore called "Go the *** to Sleep". So baad, but too funny! It's modeled after a kids book but eloquently states what no parent is allowed to say: what they are actually thinking when they lovingly bond with their child before bedtime through the act of reading. Some parent must have just had it, and let our their steam in this lovely parody. I bet they felt much better after penning the devious text. It's funny that it says on the back, "not recommended for children". Because it looks like a kids book, I bet some parents have had a cow over it being in a prominent display. After the bookstore we at a "Pasta?" a tasty Italian style restaurant. Well we mainly ate bread and drank white wine. But our shared raviolis were well received into my tummy nontheless. I really did need some wine, chilling, and girltime with out my littlest girly. I think this is the first time, besides hiking at Rancho that I have hung out with Gabby without my bebe since she was born! Crazy and needed. Thanks Daddy Kevin for taking care of Aria and giving Mommy a break.
I'm still on awe of how fast Aria is growing. She fits well in 3-6 month clothes and I miss many of the newborn outfits that she used to wear. She becomes prettier and prettier everyday. She still can't roll over and hates tummy time. But I know she will get there eventually I'm just going to enjoy her being small and immobile for now.
Let's see what else is going on (I'm not used to having this much time to myself! She is still sleeping!). Kevin and I watched Warehouse 13 together, funny show, kind of like Eureka, another sci fi show. Now we are watching Battlestar Galactica, mainly because Gabby, Billy and Raph all watched it and I felt left out, plus it's free on Gabby's Netflix, which I have access to on our Apple TV. We finished season 1 already. It's pretty good, but not nearly at funny and lighthearted and Warehouse 13.
I really want to do a photo shoot with Aria. She is so cute and I want to document it. I need to borrow Billy or Gabby's SLR cameras. My digital point and shoot camera does not do her justice!
Next Sunday is Aria's long awaited Baptism. I'm still trying to decide if I should invite lots of people of just have a "small" family gathering. The reception is at my parents' house so I don't want to stress them with too many people. Hopefully we can get some cute picture of her in her Vinician Baptismal Gown.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
10 weeks
Let me start by saying that I am the proud mommy of a 10 week old! Can't believe how time has just flown by since Aria was born. She changes everyday, becoming more and more like a little lady and less like a squishy newborn.
I think Aria might be a thumb or finger sucker eventually. Ever since she discovered her hands last week, they have not stayed far from her mouth. She sucks, licks, and slobbers on them and sometimes a finger will stay in her mouth and she will suck away, soothing herself. I think it's cute. Being that she doesn't take a paci, I am all for her finding a way to self soothe. We will see.
Now for the real issue. Aria has decided to regress in her sleeping abilities. By regress, I mean that starting at about 7 weeks, she was sleeping for at least one 4-5 hour chunk at night; usually the first bit. Now, well now, she sleeps for 1-2 hour increments all night long. It is extremely frustrating.
For example, last night, I attempted to put her to bed earlier (she usually sleeps at 1am). She went to sleep at 11pm. Now the nightmare begins, she woke at 1am, I nursed her and cuddled with her. When she fell asleep I laid her gently in her crib, thinking with joy how I was about to get some sleep myself, but noooo, as soon as her little head hit the bed, her eyes popped open and she began squirming. I knew that the squirming is a bad thing and usually something that doesn't resolve itself rather needs my attention. I held my breathe and prayed that she would stop, that maybe it was just an involuntary muscle spasm. Like a scared human in front of a t-rex I stayed frozen in front of her. Time ticked like molasses, but the wait was to no avail, the squirming turned to little whines, which turned to snorting and then finally to full out crying. I broke my traced state and scooped up the little lump. I rocked her to sleep again and 3 more times, after gingerly lying her to sleep, she awoke. I finally just decided to hold her all night. She did end up having some gas, which is probably why she wasn't comfortable sleeping on her back. I can't wait for my Angelcare monitor to arrive so I can sleep her on her tummy with peace of mind. To make a long story short, or rather a longer story shortened a bit, she slept in my arms and continued to wake crying every 2 hours or so. She peed while I was changing her twice (I change every time she makes a toot, because she has a bit of a diaper rash) and poo sprayed on me once. I changed her outfit twice.
It is now 10am and we are up for the day after a most retched night. I got new batteries for her swing (stole them from my parents) and she is sitting in it in a little swaddled bundle. She just smiled a huge smile. How can I be upset with her. I can't, all the frustration from last night is slipping away, like sunshine breaking a cold, dense fog. I love her.
I think Aria might be a thumb or finger sucker eventually. Ever since she discovered her hands last week, they have not stayed far from her mouth. She sucks, licks, and slobbers on them and sometimes a finger will stay in her mouth and she will suck away, soothing herself. I think it's cute. Being that she doesn't take a paci, I am all for her finding a way to self soothe. We will see.
Now for the real issue. Aria has decided to regress in her sleeping abilities. By regress, I mean that starting at about 7 weeks, she was sleeping for at least one 4-5 hour chunk at night; usually the first bit. Now, well now, she sleeps for 1-2 hour increments all night long. It is extremely frustrating.
For example, last night, I attempted to put her to bed earlier (she usually sleeps at 1am). She went to sleep at 11pm. Now the nightmare begins, she woke at 1am, I nursed her and cuddled with her. When she fell asleep I laid her gently in her crib, thinking with joy how I was about to get some sleep myself, but noooo, as soon as her little head hit the bed, her eyes popped open and she began squirming. I knew that the squirming is a bad thing and usually something that doesn't resolve itself rather needs my attention. I held my breathe and prayed that she would stop, that maybe it was just an involuntary muscle spasm. Like a scared human in front of a t-rex I stayed frozen in front of her. Time ticked like molasses, but the wait was to no avail, the squirming turned to little whines, which turned to snorting and then finally to full out crying. I broke my traced state and scooped up the little lump. I rocked her to sleep again and 3 more times, after gingerly lying her to sleep, she awoke. I finally just decided to hold her all night. She did end up having some gas, which is probably why she wasn't comfortable sleeping on her back. I can't wait for my Angelcare monitor to arrive so I can sleep her on her tummy with peace of mind. To make a long story short, or rather a longer story shortened a bit, she slept in my arms and continued to wake crying every 2 hours or so. She peed while I was changing her twice (I change every time she makes a toot, because she has a bit of a diaper rash) and poo sprayed on me once. I changed her outfit twice.
It is now 10am and we are up for the day after a most retched night. I got new batteries for her swing (stole them from my parents) and she is sitting in it in a little swaddled bundle. She just smiled a huge smile. How can I be upset with her. I can't, all the frustration from last night is slipping away, like sunshine breaking a cold, dense fog. I love her.
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