Life sure is busy with an active toddler. We’ve been spending a lot of time at various parks, despite the finally-seasonally-cold weather, because too much time inside leads to all sorts of crazy. (Speaking of cold weather, does anyone have experience with a stroller bunting that works well in the UppaBaby Vista?
Monday started off cloudy and dismal, but by afternoon the sun was shining and it was *thisclose* to being hot out. We went for a long walk around lunchtime, and after Tucker’s second nap (more on that in a moment) we went to the park outside the library, spread out our picnic blanket, and hung out under a tree until we had to head home for dinner. Tucker was so happy—he just sat there taking his toys out of the little bag I store them in inside my tote, chewing on the bag, chewing on the toys, and shaking his new tambourine.
First of all, we are still sans humidifier. I ended up ordering a different Crane model, one of the cute animal ones. When it arrived I excitedly (my life! it is full of thrills!) set it up and started it running, and while a fine mist blew out of the penguins beak I thought, “wow, the water is draining into the reservoir awfully fast. That must be half a gallon already.
I know this is boring. It’s boring for me, too. Every week “He sleeps! But not during the day!” Oh. My. God. The new wrinkle is a rejection of the pacifier and yet furious confusion over it being gone. Tucker’s active little hands sneak up to remove the pacifier (or fend off the adult who is trying to pop it in) with increasing vehemence, but he has a lot of trouble winding down to sleep without it. Oy.
I hope you had a great holiday season--ours was very low key and relaxing, which was lovely. Tucker spent some nice time visiting with my brother Tom, we drank a lot of eggnog, and there were several naps in front of the tree. (And those were the adults!)
Well, we gave it a good try. Nights regressed a bit since last week, and we let him cry again one night, but since then he’s gone down without any problem and slept like a log until 6 or so the next morning. He’s so sweet: I love watching him sleep now that he’s not swaddled. When he stirs he lifts his legs ALL the way up in the air, and flings his arms around, then lets them drop down oh-so-slowly.
Oh man, this is hard. And I know, sleep training is an incredibly sensitive subject. Letting babies cry can be seen as cruel or as a necessary step towards independence. Let’s have a no-judgement zone, shall we? There are a million places on the web where you can debate the pros and cons of various methods, but at the end of the day you have to do what makes sense for your family and works for your child.
Bumper pads around the inside of a crib make the baby bed look cozy and safe, but health and consumer experts say they're dangerous, the Chicago Tribune reports. For years now, federal regulators have known that bumper pads could pose a suffocation hazard in babies but have failed to warn parents.
This was an up-and-down week, with some great moments—lots of laughing and smiling, even more interest in playtime, starting to move towards flipping over (uh-oh)—but also a lot of disrupted sleep and a tough weekend with lots more crying than normal.
At my mother’s group this week there were a lot of newborns--three weeks old, a couple even younger--and I was hard pressed to remember when Tucker was that small. In fact, I asked one mother of an impossibly tiny baby how much her son weighed at the moment, and she said 8.5 pounds. That’s what Tucker weighed when he was two weeks old. But that baby was SO SMALL. And so sleepy and curled up! I suddenly understood why my mom friends with older kids got all nostalgic when they first held Tucker...
Wow, all that extra awareness and interest in play that I wrote about last week? Multiply by 100 and you’ve got this week. He’s officially in love with the parrot art card, and he’s also obsessed with a polka dot pillow on the couch (distraction when he’s nursing on the right side) and the shadow of a lamp on the wall (distraction on the left).