Nicholas has slept through the night 3 nights in a row! He doesn't know it, but he has just revoked his permission to eat at night ever again.
We had tried a few times over the past oh 4 or 5 months to get him down from 2 feedings a night to 1, with little success. But then about 3 or 4 weeks ago he started doing just 1 feeding about half the time. Okay, progress. But just as we were about to start enforcing the just 1 feeding (i.e. making him cry it out if he woke up a second time), he got sick. And so he was waking up coughing and unable to go back to sleep. I understand--when I wake up coughing I need a drink to go back to sleep too. And we figured the extra antibodies from the breastmilk would help him fight off the cold, so I'd feed him instead of forcing him to take water or something.
And so we were back to 2 feedings every night.
Then earlier this week we renewed our resolve. He was basically better, so we decided to start enforcing the just 1 feeding a night. Granted, he was supposed to be at 1 feeding a night at like 4 or 5 months old and by now should have been at 0 nighttime feedings, but baby steps. In our little household, only 1 feeding a night would be huge.
So the first night of our new resolve comes. And he wakes up at 11:30 as we're starting to close up shop and get ready for bed. We decided to make him cry himself back to sleep to postpone his feeding in hopes of only having to do one. After a long time of crying (I don't know how long it was in real time, maybe 5 minutes) he was still going strong and I was tempted to go get him. But, no, I reasoned, at this point I have to stand firm or he'll just think the answer is to cry longer. Must . . . not . . . reinforce. But after he finally fell back asleep I resolved to feed him the next time he woke up, even if it was just 5 minutes later.
It was an hour later, in fact. But that was it. Just one feeding that night.
The following night we determined to enforce the 1 feeding thing again, bracing ourselves for a fight.
But no fight. Not only did he not wake up twice, he didn't even wake up once. He slept straight through until almost 8am.
Wow, that was nice. But it must have been a random fluke (he has done that once or twice before). But we'll hold firm on 1 feeding a night. No backsliding.
The next night. He slept through again. Then again.
And so now he has sealed the deal. He has proven to us that he is perfectly capable of doing it, and so whether he likes it or not, that is the new rule. Cry all you want, little man, but you are done. (I hope. Knock on wood. Pretty pretty please?)
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Friday, February 26, 2010
9 Month Update, Addendum
Tonight Nicholas stood unassisted for what was probably a solid 5-6 seconds! It felt like forever. He has done it once or twice before, but only for a second at most. He is like a cartoon character--he is actually fine but he doesn't trust himself and once he realizes that he isn't holding on to anything, he panics and starts flailing around for something to grab onto, which of course causes him to fall.
The other random update from today is that the boy apparently likes cottage cheese . . . after it has been in his mouth for a couple seconds. It was hilarious to watch, actually. I'd give him a spoonful and he'd make a face of disgust. But then he'd finish eating it and ask for more (in "Nicholas-ese," which consists of a particular tone rather than any particular syllable or sign) and open up for the next spoonful. Only to make a face of disgust again. Whatever--he is eating a new food option that gets him some protein, is comparatively cheap, and requires no prep work.
The other random update from today is that the boy apparently likes cottage cheese . . . after it has been in his mouth for a couple seconds. It was hilarious to watch, actually. I'd give him a spoonful and he'd make a face of disgust. But then he'd finish eating it and ask for more (in "Nicholas-ese," which consists of a particular tone rather than any particular syllable or sign) and open up for the next spoonful. Only to make a face of disgust again. Whatever--he is eating a new food option that gets him some protein, is comparatively cheap, and requires no prep work.
9 Month Update: Creeping and Cruising
Nicholas is 9 months old today! That just sounds so old. It is like it is suddenly "almost 1." How did that happen? There isn't much to report that hasn't been in an earlier post, but I'll put a broad summary here for the purposes of easy tracking.
- The big news this month is his advancement in mobility. No, he still isn't crawling, but he is mobile on his stomach in what I think is technically called "creeping." Basically, he can get to things on the other side of the room on his own, but not with particular speed.
- He has also gotten pretty good at "cruising." This involves walking holding on to objects, usually furniture. In fact, I've created a little "course" for him in the living room where he can do a circuit walking along the couch, transferring to his jumper, then to his chair (which is stable with a foot rest popped out), then to his rocking horse (which does rock, but he does fine using for support). If we really wanted we could probably connect it back to the couch. I think transferring between objects is actually his favorite part, although he does enjoy stopping to play with the toys that hang from many of these objects.
- He has also become a climber. Ironically, he hasn't figured out pulling up, but he will somehow manage to climb over me, up and over the arm of the couch, and onto the coffee table.
- He is still obsessed with photographs. We have started letting him play with one of the cheap flip books of photos because he will just sit and flip through it smiling, and it is one we don't care about the pages getting bent.
- He increases to 3 days a week at daycare starting Monday. He still loves it while there, but he now screams when we leave him. He has figured out that it is a place where Mommy and Daddy leave, and does not approve.
- He claps his hands, but much prefers to bang things together that he is holding. His favorite objects to bang together are his plastic blocks, I assume because they are loud. The similar motion in the bathtub results in water splashing up and out of the tub, something he has taken to doing with glee.
- With a couple exceptions (most notably Playful Puppies and Elmo Says) Nicholas only has patience anymore with books that involve lifting flaps or have fun textured places. Basically he wants his books to be interactive. Why his two favorite books don't meet this criteria is beyond me. I have tried, but can't figure out what they have in common that makes him giggle so.
- In general, he just seems big and sturdy. I now feel comfortable leaving him standing holding onto something and walking away or having him in grocery carts and restaurant high chairs without the cloth thing.
Speaking of which, here is a picture I took the other day. Yes, we were in Walmart and yes I pulled my camera out of my purse to take a picture. Neither of these are common occurrences, I promise.
| From 2010 February |
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Rockin' the Sweater Vests
We decided to dress Nicholas up for church this morning. (And, to be honest, he was out of other clothes since we needed to do laundry and he has outgrown half his clothes.) But you know what that means. Yep, sweater vest!
This outfit made it through lunch, but then he spit up right on the polar bear, so we pulled out another outfit. Yep, another sweater vest!
After church and lunch (and a few loads of laundry) we took a trip down to the huge mall near my parents' house and then to my parents' for dinner. There are some pictures in The Gallery of Nicholas hanging out with his grandparents and playing with blocks and cars, but this is my favorite shot:
You have to admit that the little boy looks good in a sweater vest. I just wish they made onesie dress shirts because his stomach and diaper kept ending up exposed. But still adorable.
| From 2010 February |
| From 2010 February |
| From 2010 February |
You have to admit that the little boy looks good in a sweater vest. I just wish they made onesie dress shirts because his stomach and diaper kept ending up exposed. But still adorable.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Growth Spurt . . . Of Many Sorts
Nicholas went through a growth spurt in the past week, but luckily this one was not accompanied by the trademark Invasion of the Body Snatchers. Aside from the screams when I brought a Kleenex anywhere near him, he was perfectly delightful.
In fact, I had no idea he was growing until I noticed the new height. All of the sudden half of his clothes don't fit! He has been going through 3 outfits each morning. I put a shirt on and then can't get it snapped. So I try a different one and that one snaps but then I pick him up and he looks absurd because it is pulling at the neck. So I put him back down (at which point he is getting annoyed) and try yet another one, which fits but the sleeves don't go all the way to his wrists. The specific sequence varies, but you get the idea.
While I'm not too happy about him growing out of all his clothes this close to the change of seasons (it is almost spring, right? Please!), I am very excited about the height for another reason. I can now stand up straight when he holds my hands to go walking! My back is so grateful.
I don't know whether it is connected or not, but a bunch of skills have also suddenly clicked. The most exciting one for me, is that he is suddenly close to crawling!
As you can see in the video, he isn't quite there yet, but it is like he finally decided to start working on it. And it wasn't gradual at all. He had never gotten up on his knees before and then suddenly yesterday he was doing this.
As far as other new skills, he now reliably stands holding onto couches, tables, really anything he can grab onto. Pulling things off the end tables is a fun new game.
He has also gotten braver with walking, and will hold onto something with one hand while reaching around for something to grab with the other hand to facilitate movement. The best comparison I can come up with is to rock climbing, looking for the next hold. He also can do a decent job walking holding onto just one of my hands. He still thinks he needs both hands and often insists on it, but when he really wants something he'll take the risk.
And a completely random new skill he has developed is turning off light switches. And so of course whenever he sees a light switch he desperately wants to get to it. Yeah, that one is going to get old. But I am impressed with the fine motor skills that are involved.
And, surprise surprise, there are some more new pictures in The Gallery.
In fact, I had no idea he was growing until I noticed the new height. All of the sudden half of his clothes don't fit! He has been going through 3 outfits each morning. I put a shirt on and then can't get it snapped. So I try a different one and that one snaps but then I pick him up and he looks absurd because it is pulling at the neck. So I put him back down (at which point he is getting annoyed) and try yet another one, which fits but the sleeves don't go all the way to his wrists. The specific sequence varies, but you get the idea.
While I'm not too happy about him growing out of all his clothes this close to the change of seasons (it is almost spring, right? Please!), I am very excited about the height for another reason. I can now stand up straight when he holds my hands to go walking! My back is so grateful.
I don't know whether it is connected or not, but a bunch of skills have also suddenly clicked. The most exciting one for me, is that he is suddenly close to crawling!
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| From 2010 February |
As far as other new skills, he now reliably stands holding onto couches, tables, really anything he can grab onto. Pulling things off the end tables is a fun new game.
| From 2010 February |
And a completely random new skill he has developed is turning off light switches. And so of course whenever he sees a light switch he desperately wants to get to it. Yeah, that one is going to get old. But I am impressed with the fine motor skills that are involved.
And, surprise surprise, there are some more new pictures in The Gallery.
Routines
I am a man of routines.
Nicholas, because he is very much my son, is a little boy of routines.
This has made the last few weeks an interesting experience for the two of us (and no picnic for Sarah), and my return from the high-flying business traveler world a bit bumpy. Each time I've come home from a trip, he's been happy to see me, but I think this last trip did him in a little bit. Sarah left him with me yesterday to go to an Ash Wednesday service, and instead of a "yay, Daddy time!" response, I got the tears and sobbing that usually accompany leaving him with a babysitter. He still thinks I'm fun, of course, but it may take him a little while to re-adjust to having me around instead of Mommy. I've got him all day tomorrow, though, so he may have to re-adjust fast!
Meanwhile, I'm trying to re-adjust to the routines of life as well. In particular, I need to learn the rituals and preparations associated with day care. He started at the beginning of February, and since then, I've either been away or Baltimore has been under a massive snow/blizzard/"Snowmaggedon" warning (in which case day care is closed). So I really have no idea what he has to take with him to the center, other than that he needs food and some bottles. Sarah seems to have come up with a very good system, but she's already got it figured out so smoothly that I'm having to play a lot of catch-up just to get the hang of what he takes, what gets left there, when things come home, and so on. I'll get it, of course. And now I have the feeling that once Sarah reads this I'm going to be put in charge of getting his stuff ready for day care until I've internalized it, but so be it. I should learn, right?
Anyway, I guess the point of the post is that I've been thinking about routines a lot recently, largely because we haven't had any. The two storms, and the trips I've taken in the last three weeks, have thrown all of us just a little out of whack (okay, some of us more than a little [raises hand sheepishly]). But we'll get it back, or create new routines, or whatever it takes.
By the way, if anyone is curious, I'm home now basically for good (I think), and will not have any news to report on the trips for some time.
Nicholas, because he is very much my son, is a little boy of routines.
This has made the last few weeks an interesting experience for the two of us (and no picnic for Sarah), and my return from the high-flying business traveler world a bit bumpy. Each time I've come home from a trip, he's been happy to see me, but I think this last trip did him in a little bit. Sarah left him with me yesterday to go to an Ash Wednesday service, and instead of a "yay, Daddy time!" response, I got the tears and sobbing that usually accompany leaving him with a babysitter. He still thinks I'm fun, of course, but it may take him a little while to re-adjust to having me around instead of Mommy. I've got him all day tomorrow, though, so he may have to re-adjust fast!
Meanwhile, I'm trying to re-adjust to the routines of life as well. In particular, I need to learn the rituals and preparations associated with day care. He started at the beginning of February, and since then, I've either been away or Baltimore has been under a massive snow/blizzard/"Snowmaggedon" warning (in which case day care is closed). So I really have no idea what he has to take with him to the center, other than that he needs food and some bottles. Sarah seems to have come up with a very good system, but she's already got it figured out so smoothly that I'm having to play a lot of catch-up just to get the hang of what he takes, what gets left there, when things come home, and so on. I'll get it, of course. And now I have the feeling that once Sarah reads this I'm going to be put in charge of getting his stuff ready for day care until I've internalized it, but so be it. I should learn, right?
Anyway, I guess the point of the post is that I've been thinking about routines a lot recently, largely because we haven't had any. The two storms, and the trips I've taken in the last three weeks, have thrown all of us just a little out of whack (okay, some of us more than a little [raises hand sheepishly]). But we'll get it back, or create new routines, or whatever it takes.
By the way, if anyone is curious, I'm home now basically for good (I think), and will not have any news to report on the trips for some time.
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