And, Sam has started making conversation with his loyal buddy, Doc, too.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
That evening, Joe and Brandon headed out for a few drinks with some of Brandon's cousins. Joe got home shortly after midnight, claiming he was too old to party much any more. Brandon proved that we were now old and lame as he stayed out all night and still had the energy to go duck hunting early the next morning (I knew he was out all night because Sam was sick and I was up all night, too...although, I think Brandon and I had very different experiences that night. :)Brandon's trip was all too short and he had to head back to Oregon to spend some time with his family before he ships out to Pakistan.
Come visit us again soon, Brandon!
Monday, October 27, 2008
This weekend, I left Sam on his playmat while I went to put in a load of laundry. When I came back, he'd flipped over to his tummy.
So, I flipped him back over and ran to get the camera...and when I got back, he'd flipped over to his tummy again!
Do you think I could catch it on video? Of course not! But here's as close as we got.
Friday, October 24, 2008
Joe and Sam discussed the finer points of ceiling fans (Sam was mesmerized!).
Noah and Kevin watched a cartoon in an effort to get Noah to nap...he didn't.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
We stuck to our bedtime routine with a few minor modifcations for travel (like bathing him in the sink and only reading one book since we neglected to bring any of our own). We also forgot to bring a baby monitor, so I had to listen carefully for him while he slept.
Surprisingly, Sam slept GREAT! So great, in fact, that we were very tempted to move into Joe's old bedroom permanently. He went to sleep without nursing for the night and napped for more than an hour at a time. Saturday night, he only woke up up ONE TIME! I felt like a new woman.
All that changed on Sunday night, when he came down with a cold and was up every hour and then awake, crying for two hours in the early morning. Oh, well...I guess that's the way life goes.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
We got back from a weekend in L-town late Monday night. A special thank you to Daisy and Noah for sharing their colds with Sam and his mom. (If you two weren't so cute, I wouldn't have to hug you so much...and get your germs). Check out Deanna's blog for details about Amy's baby shower; she was much better about taking pictures than I was. I'll post more about our weekend in a bit; we've just had a few sleepless nights with a sick baby and we're just starting to unpack tonight.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Not only did she point a hun (bird), she held down a wounded duck until Joe got there. Here they are with their bounty. (Schatzi was pouting because...well, who knows why? She just does that sometimes).
Doc really, really wanted to carry the birds around in his mouth. Not chew on them, just pack them around. He might be a good bird dog...if he were more reliable off leash. But, he makes a pretty good baby-sitter instead.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Monday, October 13, 2008
Sunday, October 12, 2008
I love to watch his face as he tastes something new. It's hilarious, whether he likes the food or hates it. I love this so much that I've been feeding him new things at dinner time when I get home so I can have this experience...instead of wasting these firsts on the daycare ladies.
At first, I thought it was a fluke. Maybe it was the sweet potatoes that kept him waking up gassy all night long. I was stupid enough to repeat this mistake with peas...and applesauce. I'm a slow learner, but a several sleepless nights later, I realized my mistake.
Introduce new foods in the morning. You'll all sleep better at night.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
He did...he proceeded to get it field-ready by smearing mud all over it.
Then it dried in our driveway for a few days, so it would be ready for opening day of goose and duck season (which was last weekend). The night before opening day, I woke up to feed Sam for his midnight feeding and found Joe downstairs, tinkering with his hunting gear. I reminded him that he was leaving early the next morning and he should go to bed.
He said, "I know...I'm just too excited to sleep!"
Then I knew I'd gotten him the exactly right anniversary present.
Friday, October 10, 2008
7:15pm Start bedtime routine
7:30pm Put him down awake. He goes to sleep without a pacifier or me stroking his head.
8:45pm Still asleep...so I get ready for bed.
9:30pm Joe and I get in bed and talk, waiting for Sam to wake up.
10pm Still asleep...should I go to sleep? He'll be up any minute.
12am I wake up with a start. Is he dead? I go check on him. Still asleep.
12:30am He wakes up. Joe swaddles him. I feed him for five minutes. Back to sleep.
2:20am Wakes up. I feed him.
5:50am Awake with Joe
6:30am I feed him and we snuggle in bed till 7am
Longest stretch of sleep: almost 5 hours!
Times waking: 2
Total time in bed: 11 hours
A mom could get used to this!
Thursday, October 09, 2008
Someone (who shall remain anonymous unless Joe decides to ever give him up) thought it would be funny to exploit this dislike of camo and gave Joe a camo outfit to put on Sam. So, last weekend, I woke up and found my baby wearing this:
It's a good thing my baby is so cute that he even makes camo look good.
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Thankfully, we're all on the mend and back into the swing of things.
Friday, October 03, 2008
We tried lots of Tylenol. It seems to help. At most, it helps the inflammation. At least, he likes the taste of it and that helps break the crying cycle.
We also tried teething rings, but he doesn't have the coordination to really get them to his mouth yet. So, we ended up holding an ice cube for him to suck on. The pros: it seemed to really help and he really liked it. The cons: Ah, there are so many! Frozen fingers, a cold mouth on my boob when he nurses, the ice is slippery and easily falls into his mouth as it melts (choking hazard!).
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
August 15-August 28: Establish a bedtime routine (bath, book, boob, bundle, bed). Pop him off the breast before he falls asleep. Joe walked him to sleep a lot. Our goal: Break the habit of being nursed to sleep.
August 28: Started going back to work. Lots of crappy sleep. Want to completely abandon the sleep plan completely.
Early September: Sam starts napping better at daycare. Who knows why? Still sleeping crappy at night. Still want to abandon the sleep plan.
September 20: Leave Sam to go out on a date. Experience the worse night's sleep EVER. Need to change up the plan.
September 21: Start giving Sam a "lovey" whenever we nurse. Put him down unswaddled so he can get used to sleeping through his spastic movements. Our goal: Now he's not being nursed to sleep, break the habit of swaddling.
September 27: Start putting him in his crib awake. I sit next to the crib and stroke his head while he stares at his mobile and goes to sleep. Our goal: no nursing, no swaddling, no walking to sleep. He falls asleep in his own crib. It's been working for the last three nights (knock on wood!)