Friday, February 13, 2015
- nurses about every 2.5-3 hours during the day (cluster feeds at night from 4:30-7:30.)
- loves to be swaddled, but can bust out of the miracle blanket (aka baby straight jacket) already! just bought the "swaddle strap"- we'll see if it works!
- started sleeping through the night (or as the French say, "doing his nights") at about 5 weeks. first 11 hour stretch at 6 weeks. no, that's not a typo.
- sometimes he hates baths. sometimes he thinks they are alright.
- 11lb 6oz. wearing 3 month clothes.
- started cooing and smirk-smiling a few weeks ago. reserves his biggest smiles for his big sister. true social smiles started about a week ago.
- nicknames (mostly given by Sisi): matay, teo, theo, taters, tater tot.
Tuesday, January 20, 2015
Although I didn't intend on waiting so long between babies, I am so glad it worked out this way. While we had a few really rough weeks where Sisi was weepy, depressed and incredibly needy (I thought I'd lost my easygoing and independent Sisi forever!) she is quickly adjusting to our new family dynamic, and is a genuine help around the house. She's pulling her weight around here, lol. Her attention span and thoroughness for chores astounds me. She takes her jobs very seriously because she is so conscientious in general. She rubs stain remover all over Matteo's soiled onesies (doesn't miss a spot!). She scrubs dishes like a champ. She scrubs Matteo's feet in the tub, powders his butt, and even "babysits" him for me while I do things around the house. My heart bursts when she lovingly hugs him and declares how cute he is. Or tells me, "Mom, Matteo's crying! Go feed him!" I guess he won her over :)
- It's been almost 2 years since she started wearing a tail every single day, and that phase is still going strong. This kid is consistent! Dental floss, shoelaces, rope, feather boas- you name it, I've pinned it to her booty.
- Except now it's a dinosaur tail instead of a dog tail. She eats, sleeps and breathes dinosaurs. That show Dinosaur Train is her favorite right now.
- Her favorite time of day is "Mommy and Sisi time" when I set the timer for 15 minutes, and play whatever she wants to play (always dinosaurs) with absolutely no interruptions (even if the phone rings or baby fusses, they must wait.) She appreciates this undivided attention, as short as it may be. I treasure it, too.
- Her favorite cds are the Annie soundtrack and the Sound of Music soundtrack. My sister bought tickets to Annie the Musical for her birthday, which is going to be an incredible first musical experience for her.
- Her favorite foods are liverwurst on paleo bread, salmon cakes, dates, raisins, dark chocolate, sweet potato fries, tuna salad, and tamago sushi. She will still eat sardines any time of day. She LOVES my paleo baked goods, even the ones people think taste weird or not sweet enough.
- She is very honest. If I ask her a question, I can usually count on an honest answer, for better or worse. And when she makes me a promise, I can trust her to follow through.
- She is still very afraid of authority. All I have to do is give her my "mom look" and lower my voice an octave, and she is putty in my hands, at least most of the time. Even the gentlest reprimand can bring her to tears. I have to be so careful with my sensitive little girl.
- Prefers her hair long, but I insist on semi-yearly trims. She's had at least 5 haircuts.
- Still uber cautious, doesn't like slides or swings or carousels. Hates mall Santas, scary movies (she considers The Little Mermaid a scary movie!), and won't even attempt to ride a tricycle. But on the other hand, loves climbing trees, barefoot hiking, and off-roading with Joe.
- Still very much an introvert, but is becoming more liberal with her hellos, hugs and kisses.
- She is generous and usually happy to share her toys with others (which is a relief, because we don't believe in forced sharing and were patiently waiting for her to learn to share on her own.)
- This year we didn't travel to any exotic destinations, but Sisi went camping three times, we did a week in Tahoe, and our Mommy-Daughter road trip up to San Francisco.
Saturday, December 27, 2014
My little guy is just over 2 weeks now. He is still in that newborn haze where he has just enough energy to nurse, suffer through a diaper change, and give a little eye contact for 5 minutes. Then he's totally wiped out and needs to sleep for an hour or two before beginning the process again. He's eating every 2.5-3.5 hours, which feels totally manageable compared to Sisi who ate every 1.5 hours.
My biggest anxiety while pregnant was going through Postpartum Depression again, and I'm so happy to report I'm all smiles so far. Maybe a few panicky moments when the sun goes down (totally hormones), but nothing that deep breaths and Amoryn can't solve. With Sisi, everything was so new and overwhelming. I'd never even held a newborn, and suddenly I was responsible for keeping one alive and happy. If she cried, I took it as a chastisement that I was a horrible mother. I remember being so surprised when she first smiled at me at 6 weeks. I thought, "Wait, you actually like me??? You're not miserable? I had no idea!"
This time around is so much easier, for lots of reasons.
- I have confidence in my mothering abilities. I realize that babies are sturdier than they look. I know to pause (aka "le pause") before rushing in to rescue him when he cries, not to be cruel, but to listen to him and figure out what he really needs from me. As a result, I feel I've gotten to know Matteo really well already. Also, an ounce of prevention is my motto this time around when it comes to sleep learning (not training, learning!). That means no crazy shenanigans to get him to fall asleep, because while rocking/nursing/shusshing and bouncing a 7 pounder to sleep is no big deal, when he's 15 or 20 pounds it becomes a huge burden. Babies can happily fall asleep on their own, I'm amazed to discover!
- I think of babies as intelligent and worthy of respect. They are not just squirmy blobs, they are people, and they are worth talking to and listening to. It's amazing how much Matteo relaxes when I just tell him what I'm going to do, whether it's a diaper change or nap time or even if I need to put him down to be by himself for a bit. When he cries, I listen to him and empathize. This sounds very kumbaya, doesn't it? But I really believe this kind of communication is so good for both of us. It's actually therapeutic for me to talk things out with him. He's like my little shrink :)
- My physical recovery was fast. Thank the Lord, my labor was so short that it left me pretty much unscathed. That makes EVERYTHING easier to handle.
- I have Sisi to distract me. My days just fly by, because while baby is napping, I'm busy caring for my eldest. With baby #1, each day never ends. It's like the twilight zone.
- I have perspective. Every annoying phase ends. Nursing was pretty painful with Matteo at first, but I didn't despair. I told myself it would get better soon, and it already has. Even waking up every 3 hours at night is tolerable because I know one day, just when I think I can't take it anymore, he will start skipping those night feeds and I'll enjoy a full night's sleep again. And of course, watching Siena thrive is daily proof that it all works out in the end. Matteo is probably our last baby, so I am treasuring each moment with him. Every day I think, "I'll never have a baby this itty bitty again."
Sisi is handling the changes pretty well, although I can see she is grieving a bit. I trust that she will work out her mixed emotions in her own time. She likes to help me with the baby, but does not want to hold him. I was actually surprised she did it for the picture!