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My little puppy

January 19, 2013 8:04 pm

It seems we got a little puppy when I wasn’t looking.

When Steve came home the other evening, Trevor crawled over to him, nuzzled against his leg and panted excitedly. Then he pulled himself up like a little doggy standing with its hind legs and panted some more in excitement with drool dripping down his chin.

Woof Woof

Hugs and Kisses

July 29, 2012 6:45 pm

When your baby first smiles up at you, it is incredibly heart warming, especially since you have been giving so much to keep this little creature warm, happy and fed and it is the first time you feel like you are getting some acknowledgement of your hard work. However, my favorite things are the first hugs and kisses. Trevor loves when I sit cross-legged and he stands on my legs facing me. He snuggles in close, puts his little arms around my neck, tangles his fingers through my hair and gives me sloppy wet open mouthed baby kisses on my cheek. I am in heaven. He is so gentle even with his fingers in my hair and has such a big grin on his face that you can’t help but be as caught up in the moment as he is. Damn that kid is cute some times!

I want it!

June 17, 2012 8:25 pm

Trevor’s new trick of the week is grabbing onto things. He has been working on it for a little while, starting out by grabbing at his ever present bib and trying to get it off. He succeeded enough times that I bought more of the bibs that have snaps!

He can now grab a toy that is held out to him. It takes a minute for him to get his hands in the right place and wrapped around it but he is clearly making a conscious effort to get the toy. You can almost see his brain working as he opens and shuts his fingers and moves his arm into position. A little left, nope, the other left, now up, open fingers, close. GOT IT!

He also loves being pulled to sitting and standing. However, he seems to think that this is worthy of him getting a reward for that trick. A chance to chew of your fingers. He is constantly eating his own, but I guess he like variety as every time I grab his hands to pull him up, he sits or stands, then turns and munches. Good thing he doesn’t have teeth yet.

Where should I sleep tonight?

June 14, 2012 2:40 pm

When we brought Jace home from the hospital, he slept in a bassinet in our room for about 3 weeks before we kicked him out to the crib in his own room because he was just too damn noisy! The kid grunted, wiggled and generally make some kind of noise such that I was up half the night trying to tell if he was just making noises in his sleep or stirring, wanting some food.
Jump forward to Trevor and we tried to put him in the bassinet in our room for the same arrangement to make night time feeds easier. Well he was having none of it. I don’t know if it was because he gassy so sleeping on his back stretched out is uncomfortable, because he spits up a lot so being on his back made it worse, or if he just didn’t like being alone but he was NOT going to sleep in the bassinet no matter how hard we tried. For the first month and a half to two months he slept snuggled in our arms in our bed. He was laying on his side which made him much happier to begin with and he was totally content if he had one of our arms wrapped around him. What can I say, he isn’t nicknamed snugglebug for nothing.

Of course the American Academy of Pediatrics and thus our pediatrician doesn’t approve of cosleeping and while I know plenty of people who have done it, and continue to enjoy a family bed, I was a little nervous about it. He is a very small being and unable to move on his own if accidentally relocated into a unsafe position. Also, I don’t sleep as well when holding a squirmy little thing. After talking to our pediatrician, we decided on a compromise. Instead of putting Trevor on his back in the bassinet, we would put him on his side with a rolled up towel at his back and knees to keep him from flopping forward or backwards, thoroughly wedged in. It took a couple of nights to get him used to this arrangement but he eventually decided that it was to his liking. Fully swaddled and unable to move, he is a snug bug!

Jump forward a month or so and I looked down at the bassinet one morning at the warning labels that are printed on everything these days. Actually makes sense to print them on the bed/carseat/packnplay etc because we don’t exactly keep the owner’s manual around for frequent review. Well, turns out our bassinet is designed to be used up to 15lb and 3 months. Well, Trevor managed to reach those two stipulations at about  the same time but we had only just gotten  to the point where we were all sleeping comfortably. Now I was faced with the proposition of changing things all over again.

I procrastinated for a week, then Steve was out of town which seemed like a bad time to make changes, so finally three weeks later I decided it was time to try to get Trevor sleeping in his crib. He had been sleeping on his back a little more at night time so I started with trying to put him down that way in his crib. FAIL. I would get him down to sleep around 8pm only to have him wake up 45 minutes later screaming his head off. I rolled up another towel and place it behind him in the crib even though if he rolls backwards, the towel will move away. I figured that he might like the feeling of something behind him after his previous snug arrangement. Slightly more success. He slept for a couple of hours before waking up, eating, falling back asleep then waking back up and screaming his head off. Each night we try to keep him in the crib for a little longer before bringing him into our room and putting him back in the bassinet. Hopefully soon he will learn to sleep the whole night in there because we are both exhausted from the night time screaming. Perhaps we should had done it at 3 weeks like Jace but I have to say I miss him when he is in the other room. For some reason, I really like keeping this one near to me even if we are both sleeping.

Mr. Curiosity

May 31, 2012 12:28 pm

Some babies are happy to lay around calmly in their chair or on their playmat waiting until their next feeding. Not Trevor, Mr. Curiosity. He wants to be up looking around at everything that is going on. It isn’t so much that he wants to be held (although he certainly appreciates that) but he wants you to hold him upright, facing out so he can see what is going on in the world. He loves going outside, to the grocery store or other interesting places. He wants to be able to sit up so badly that he is happy to keep on trying and trying (unlike tummy time which he thinks is a waste of energy). We are eagerly waiting to see Craig and Alyssa again so that we can borrow a bumbo for Trevor. But even better than sitting is standing. Yes, Trevor wants you to pull him up to standing and hold him like that for as long as possible. And I have to say, he is pretty impressive on the amount of weight bearing he can do on his little legs. Something tells me I am in trouble with this one and he will be pulling himself to standing and learning to walk as soon as he is able!

How Trevor made it to the outside

May 15, 2012 1:01 pm

We all know that Jace was not a small baby. At 9lbs 3 oz and since he was as happy as a clam, it took some work to convince him to come out. With this history of a large baby and based on how big my belly was measuring, my OB wanted to keep an eye on Trevor’s growth as the pregnancy continued to make sure there were no issues and because, as she nicely put it, “we don’t want to break you!” This meant a couple of extra ultrasounds along the way which was actually kind of cool as I got to see him growing on the inside. The ultrasounds showed no problems but did indicate that he was trending along a size at least as big as Jace. At 38 weeks my OB said she would be happy for me to go into labor at anytime. However, she then stated that they won’t induce you just for having a large baby. DRAT.

Well, it turns out that I just don’t go into labor on my own. At 41 weeks they admitted me to be induced. I was about 2 centimeters dilated so we went right to the pitocin. And my body did exactly what it did with Jace, regular mild contractions that did nothing to progress the labor. By the afternoon I was getting grumpy from lack of food and it was clear that we were getting nowhere. So they stopped the pitocin and gave me some prostaglandin (I believe it was the same kind that finally worked with Jace. They also let me eat at 10pm so Steve was sent on a foraging mission down the to cafe as the fridge in labor and delivery was woefully understocked. The grilled chicken caesar salad was amazing (I might have been slightly biased, since I hadn’t eaten since 7am!).

I had a couple of doses of prostaglandin overnight and they checked me in the morning after the shift change. While my OB was not on this time around, the OB on duty on saturday was the woman I had seen in the office for the last checkup so it was nice to see a familar face. With this check it seemed that my body had made some progress so they started the pitocin again.  This time it seemed to do some work as a couple of hours later they decided that I had progressed enough to break my water as that had really gotten things moving when I was delivering Jace. Worked like a charm and soon I was having strong, regular contractions and that wonderful Epidural. Time was rather a blur at this point but I started to push around 3pm and the doctor was hoping he would be born pretty quickly. Trevor, however, had other ideas.

We made progress for a while but then he kept hitting his head on my pelvic bone and would not come any further. The doctor was willing to let me push for 2 1/2 hrs as that was how long it took for Jace but after about 2 hrs I was exhausted and it was pretty evident we were going nowhere. So on to plan B. This had always been an option on the table as we knew that Trevor was rather large but obviously the doctor and I had been hoping to avoid it. However, sometimes a C Section is just what is best for baby and mom so off we headed to the operating room. I won’t get into the gory details but suffice to say it is major surgery and I don’t respond well to high levels of pitocin. I was pretty miserable on my side of the tented drape but everything on the other side was going well. Trevor came out at 5:24pm. The clearest memory I have of this is the doctors and nurses guessing how much he weighed (they were estimating 10lbs) and somebody exclaiming “there is no way that head was coming out that way”. Welcome to the world coconut head boy…

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