Monday, June 29, 2009

Don't Ask, Do Tell


Dear Lovebug,

Awhile ago, I instituted a "Don't ask, Don't tell" policy in regards to your progress, or lack thereof, in the area of sleep (Hours per night, crib use, nap duration, etc.). Today, I am going to violate the policy in order to brag.

When I first began paying attention, you woke up every 2-3 hours at night. This past week you have consistently gone 5-6 hours before waking for your first feeding and 3-4 hours for your next feeding. Mommy really appreciates the time to get in some uninterrupted sleep. Please don't jinx me on this and revert back tonight.

You've also started to sleep the first part of the night in your pack-n-play. It's working so well, I'm afraid to try the crib again. I bet you'd sleep in the pack-n-play the second part of the night too, except that I always fall asleep feeding you and we wake up 3-4 hours later in the same position we began. So really, that one's on me.

As for naps, well, you're still not the napper I'd hoped for. Unless you're in my arms while I walk around, of course. (You should see my growing biceps, little man.) In keeping up with my bragging, you are currently napping in the crib, where you have been for 20 minutes now. That's a success in my eyes. Keep it up, Lovebug!

Love always,

Mommy

Saturday, June 27, 2009

A Day In The Life

At 11 weeks, 3 days old (Thursday June 25, 2009):

Diaper Changes: 12
Feedings: 9
Feedings spit up: 4
Clothing Changes due to spit up: 4
Naps: 7
Naps longer than 30 minutes: 0
Naps in the Crib: 0
Stroller Rides: 2
Minutes Mom spent alone, without the Lovebug: 0
Smiles to make it all worth it: Countless

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Photo of the Week




Just updating Mommy's blog. What a long post she typed one-handed while holding me. She's so talented.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Grievances


Dear Lovebug,

I love you more than I could ever describe in words. However, I do have a small list of grievances. If you could kindly review the following and get back to me on how you will address them, I'll be forever grateful.

1) Let's talk colic: Is it really necessary to scream for hours on end every night? Couldn't you find a way to tell me what you need? You've got me wrapped around your finger after all, especially after, oh, an hour of screaming. If you're looking for a Mai Tai on a white sand beach in Mexico-I can get it for you, just scream the word. Or maybe that's just what I'm needing these days...

2) The crib. I promise it's not as scary as you think. And while having you asleep in my arms all night is heavenly, you weighed in at the 97Th percentile at your last doctor appointment. It's becoming quite the upper arm workout to hold you all day and night. We both know how I feel about working out. How about you tough it out in the crib and I'll buy you a pony for your next birthday?

3) While we're on the topic of sleep-how about you give it a whirl? Sometime before midnight would be just super.

4) Eating. I am aware that it's necessary in order to sustain life. But do you have to do it so often? I bet the longer you wait, the better the milk would taste, kinda like wine. :)

5) I used to have hobbies, free time, friends, body parts that didn't constantly leak, clothes that fit properly and weren't covered in spit up, and a clutter free home (do you really need this much stuff to survive?). I realize it's not all your fault, but if you could allow me the time to get any of that back....say enough free time to shower for longer than 2.5 minutes or the time to eat a full meal with your father, uninterrupted, I'd let you skip out on ever having to attend school during the month of May. Promise.

Thank you for taking the time to review the above grievances. Again, your prompt attention to the matters at hand will be greatly appreciated.

Love you more than you know,

Mommy

Dear Mommy,

I've reviewed your list of grievances and have formulated a response. You'll find it in the previously clean diaper you put me in just two minutes ago.

Love,

Your Lovebug

PS I will still insist on that pony for my next birthday.