Tuesday, October 13, 2015

Wyatt: 11 Months

11 months old and as sweet as can be! It's amazing how big a personality such a small person can have.

This age is my absolute favorite but also, the most exhausting so far. He never stops, this one. And I know it's only going to get worse once those magical first steps happen. We're traveling to Michigan for Thanksgiving next month, so let's hope he holds off until after then. It'll be a close one, I'm sure. 

Wyatt is into pretty much everything these days. He's a little terror. He cyclones through the kitchen daily while I'm making dinner until at least half the pots and pans and plastic measuring cups are splayed out all over the floor. I've had to rearrange the cabinets so that all the unbreakables are at the front - to me, this seems so much more manageable than having to deal with locks on all the cabinets every time I need to access something (aside from the under-the-sink-cleaning-supply cabinet). Rather than close up the kitchen like Fort Knox, we're going to take the "freedom within reason" approach. So far, Wyatt is pretty good with learning the word NO, and let's be honest, I'm always within 5 feet of this child, so I'm there to supervise. For him, it's a constant learning experience, and it keeps him occupied while I get dinner ready, so it's a win-win. So until he learns he can hide in the cabinets, he has free reign.

Books are his current obsession. Reading them? Of course not. He quite prefers flipping the pages aggressively and babbling like he's pretending to read. He could be playing with any other toy, and the second you land a book in front of him, he's done for. Twenty minutes of entertainment, right there - which is essentially an hour in parent-time.

Another strong favorite is pretending everything is a telephone. He grabs whatever object is closest, whether it be a stuffed animal, blanket, my wallet, an actual play phone, or my recent favorite, a (clean) diaper - he holds it up to his ear and talks into it then hands it over to you and waits for you to talk into it. It's adorable.

Wyatt has always been a fantastic sleeper, and he continues to do so. He sleeps about 11 hours at night (7pm-6am), and he takes 2 good naps during the day (one in the morning, one mid-afternoon). He's been frequenting the toddler room at daycare since he's now the oldest in the infant room, and he's absolutely thriving there. We can tell he's been around the slightly older kids because he is desperate to take those first steps, and he's also picked up some not-so-desirable habits, like tantrums when you take something away from him that he shouldn't have. Not cool, toddlers, not cool. 

It's hard for me to believe we only have one more of these monthly posts to go before my little boy turns one. I absolutely love this age, but I can already feel the memories of Wyatt as a newborn slowly slipping away. Of course, I can never totally forget. But I find it difficult to remember how hard everything was back then. Surely, he was always this fun and energetic, no? I hardly remember that there was a time he couldn't hold a toy, he couldn't sit up on his own, he couldn't follow me around.  At this time last year, I was preparing to begin my maternity leave, and I had yet to even meet him and learn the ups and downs of being a parent - and now here we are, less than a month away from his first birthday, and I'm a blubbering mess of emotions. This has been the best 11 months of my life.

Monday, September 14, 2015

Wyatt: 10 Months

How is this dude already 10 months old? I swear he was 10 DAYS old, like, yesterday.

Wyatt underwent a giant leap this month, both physically and developmentally. We're catching more and more glimpses of what this guy will be like as a toddler, and I have to say, I'm loving it. He is SO interactive now, he has a full-blown personality (he is JUST like his mama - kind of scary), and he is getting pretty good at occupying himself with different activities.

Starting at about 7/8 months, he began navigating the floor and crawling backwards, but he just never seemed to be able to figure out he could go forward, which resulted in a lot of frustration and meltdowns. We kept waiting and waiting and waiting to see him FINALLY be able to crawl forward on his hands and knees, and it happened pretty much right after he hit 9 months. He just kind of took off across the room. Now, he's become an unstoppable force. His favorite place is the kitchen - isn't that the case with all babies? He's obsessed with opening and closing doors right now. He could really care less what's on the other side of the door, just as long as it swings open...that was, until he discovered where I keep the pots and pans the other day, and now he seems to be paying more attention to what's inside all the cabinets....which means, it's time to install the latches (not looking forward to that).

Wyatt's other favorite activity right now is practicing walking while I told his hands. He reaaaaally wants to walk. He's pulling himself up and cruising around on the furniture now. He's still not ready yet though. He falls quite a lot these days. I've already gotten a couple calls from daycare just to let me know he tried to let go of something and walk, and he ended up falling and knocking his [insert body part]. Poor dude. I feel like a helicopter at home these days always hovering nearby. We have hardwood floors throughout our first floor, with scattered rugs, but as luck would have it, he always coincidentally tumbles in the non-carpeted areas. Of course.

He chatters constantly. He says mama and dada now, which pretty much explodes my heart every time. He waves hi, he claps, and just this past weekend, he learned to blow kisses. It's adorable. Any sort of blanket/bib type thing, he holds it up to his ear like it's a phone. While we were walking through the grocery store yesterday, he had my wristlet, and he kept grabbing the wrist strap and holding it up to his ear like he was making a phone call. Quite the imagination.

He is FINALLY cutting his firth tooth - only took 10 months! We've only had one kind of nasty day so far where we could tell it was hurting him, but for the most part, it doesn't seem to bother him at all. I've been trying to snap a picture of it, but he won't let me near the damn thing unless it's to chomp down on my finger, which HURTS LIKE HELL, so I try to avoid that.

He's an insanely happy baby 99% of the time...until he's tired. I took these monthly pictures right after I picked him up from daycare on Friday afternoon, and he hadn't napped in like 5 hours. Baddddd idea. He was a trooper for about 3 minutes. Then the almighty pout appeared. Then the tears. Then a much-needed nap.

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Wyatt: 9 Months

Not two seconds after I snapped this picture, he tried to crawl off the chair. So RIP monthly glider pics!

Our little 9 month old - 9 month old, did I really just say that? - is quite the busy bee these days. We're still in the army crawl stage - he can't quite figure out how to move forward while on his hands and knees - and he is very into assisted walking, especially "chasing" after Jasper. His love for Jasper grows by the week, and it's the sweetest thing to watch blossom. He army crawls to get his toys, and he hands them to Jasper. He reaches out to him whenever he passes by, and sometimes manages to get a handful of doodle hair - Jasper is such a good sport! He even tries to bark now in response to Jasper (I swear I'm not just a crazy mom, there is video proof!) At this point, I wouldn't be shocked if his first word turned out to be Jasper. I wouldn't even be disappointed.

We have ZERO TEETH yet. That's right, our gummy smile remains! I thought it would delay his introduction to new foods, but he shows no signs of stopping. We're transitioning pretty much completely out of purees right now because Wyatt is losing interest fast. He wants what we have, and when we try to sneak in baby food, he gets pretty annoyed and refuses to eat it. I thought tempers weren't supposed to appear until toddlerhood, what the heck! Some of his new favorites that he tried this month were sushi (sweet potato tempura and avocado...no raw fish!), ground pork, quinoa pasta, zucchini bread, cashew butter, lobster, eggplant bruschetta, and kale.

He is a champion sleeper still (thank GOD), and he loves his daycare. He's beginning to socialize at daycare now, and it's pretty darn cute to see him sitting with his little infant buddies while they all play with toys and shriek when they get excited. He's just beginning to show signs of that "stranger danger" anxiety that usually hits around this time. If he's being held by someone other than mom or dad, he kind of panics a bit. Luckily, this hasn't affected him too much at daycare, so let's hope it stays that way.

This month, we're headed to Newport, RI for a long weekend, and it will be our first beach trip since we went down to Florida when he was 4 months old. We're pretty excited! Newport is one of my top 3 favorite places to travel to, and I can't wait to bring Wyatt there! The plan is to relax, visit a mansion or two, take the stroller out for a stroll on the Cliff Walk, eat lots of seafood, go to the beach, maybe hit up one of the wineries. Wyatt is still at a stage where it's really easy to take him places, so we're going to take advantage while we can!

There's something more nostalgic about this monthly milestone than the others. Wyatt has officially been out for as long as he was in! I thought pregnancy went by fast, but NOTHING compares to how quickly time passes once they are born. So just for fun, here's a "9 months in...9 months out" recap shot:

Monday, July 13, 2015

Wyatt: 8 Months

This sweet little nugget is 8 months old now, can you believe it? Also, his hair seems to be growing exponentially with each passing month. There's so much of it now!

We've begun the process of baby-proofing and packing away some of his old toys (swing, which he never used anyways; bouncy chair, play mat, etc), which leaves me with a heavy heart. Motherhood has emphasized my already over-emotional self ten fold. It's amazing the things you cry over. Wyatt goes down in a sleepsack - he clutches it as a blanket to self-soothe while he falls asleep - and we had to go up a size last week. I weeped as I put away the old one, knowing he'll never wear it again. Sure, we plan on having a second child some day, which serves as some consolation, but there's just something extra special about going through all this the first time.

I've said it before and I'm sure I'll say it again...we are L-U-C-K-Y. So very lucky. Wyatt is the happiest of babes. He's happy rolling around in his crib in the morning; he's happy sitting in your lap; he's happy playing with toys on the floor, he's happy in his exersaucer; he's happy hanging out in the stroller; he's happy in the car. In fact, the only time he's unhappy is when you're not shoveling food fast enough into his mouth. Dude LOVES his food. He gets three solid meals a day along with his milk, and there's not much he doesn't like. He gets a mix of purees with solid foods. We started him on those cereal puffs some time around the 7 month mark, and he's become a pro at grasping small bits of food now. He still has NO TEETH - just like his momma was at his age! - but he uses his gums like a pro. Those gums are deadly. He grabbed hold of my finger the other day and bit down - I was not expecting the force of his jaw to be what it was. I dare say it hurt, even. So yeah, he gets small chunks of everything we eat now. Meal times are super fun. Messy, but fun. I love watching Wyatt experience a new food for the first time. Some of his recent favorites are whole green beans, sweet potatoes roasted in coconut oil with cinnamon, turnips, whole wheat pasta, BBQ pulled chicken, and salmon. We've got a little foodie on our hands. He also started to introduce a sippy cup at meal times, and he picked up on it pretty quickly, which we weren't surprised about since he's been self-feeding his own bottles for awhile. Every baby is different, but we realized early that Wyatt is all about independence when it comes to successful feeding. He wasn't keen on being spoon fed until he was allowed to grab the spoon and feed himself. It creates a whole new level of mess this way, but it's so much fun watching him gain this independence. We love it and clearly, so does he!

Wyatt is still fairly immobile, which I'm taking full advantage of right now - I'm able to cook dinner while he plays on the floor next to me. I know once he starts crawling, I'll need to rethink my strategy. But for now, he's making it easy on us. He's starting to pull up on things - or at least try with all his might. He loves to be up standing, but he doesn't have the strength or attention span to hold on very long, so there have been quite a few tumbles lately if I'm not the one he's holding on to. He's learning though!

Recently, he's been even more vocal than usual, and he's started to play around with more consonants. For a long time, he stuck with babababababababa - over and over and over and over again. Now, he's discovering the "da" and "ma" sounds...he also shrieks whenever he sees Jasper and flaps his arms like he's got wings with plans to fly away. He loves that dog, and I think it's just the sweetest thing ever. Wyatt has some grabby hands, but Jasper seems to accept it for what it is and remains gentle. I can't get enough of these two.

On really hot weekend days, we drive out to my moms to use her pool, and Wyatt LOVES it. He has a police car floatie that he cruises around in, kicking his legs and splashing the water with his hands. He is quite the little summer baby, this one.

We went through a rough patch sleeping this month, when Wyatt was waking up screaming every hour or so and wouldn't go back down without being rocked fully to sleep. Also around this time, he suddenly began crying when Brent left every morning. Duhn duhn duhn - separation anxiety stage in full effect! It lasted a full 2 weeks for us before he adjusted. Now he's back to his usual happy self. He still goes to daycare 5 days a week, and he seems to be thriving there. They have the babies out for walks every day, they play outside, they do arts and crafts - Wyatt apparently loves fingerpainting - and he's napping like a champ there, which I'm sure helps his constant good mood.  I pick him up on my way home from work, and we still go out for our daily run together. He takes his last cat nap of the day in the stroller, then we head back to nurse, play in the yard, and cook dinner (Brent and I have been doing Blue Apron for the past two months, and we love it!) We do a nightly bath, and bedtime is 7:30 for the wee man. He sleeps completely through the night now, and wakes up around 6:30 for the day, when he gets his first bottle before heading off to daycare. He's still taking three naps a day (one good one in the morning and another in the afternoon, followed by a quick catnap in the stroller around 4), but I think over the next month or two, he'll be transitioning out of that last catnap. We shall see!

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Wyatt: 7 Months


It's hard to believe we're already in the second half of Wyatt's first year. Some days, he seems so much older to me - I think maybe because babies at this age are constantly hitting milestones - and then there are moments when he places his head in the crook of my arm after he nurses at bedtime when he still seems like a newborn...aside from the fact he is nearing 20 lbs now (!!!)

Wyatt is a baby that dreams are made of. He is calm, content doing just about anything, playful, observant (oh so observant), and happy all.the.time. Okay, except for when he's overtired. Sir Wyatt needs his 14-15 hours of sleep a day, you know. Speaking of sleep, it's been going really well. He goes down at 7:30 for bed, he wakes up between 4 and 5 for a morning nursing session, then he goes back down until about 7 when Brent gets him ready for daycare. We've had a few nights here and there where he might wake up wanting his pacifier, but it's usually a quick fix. Unfortunately, I think we're dealing with a teether right now, so the middle of the night wake-ups are becoming more frequent the past few nights. I'm hoping he cuts his teeth soon because by his cries, it sounds pretty painful. Poor guy!

It should come as no surprise that our mini sumo wrestler is loving all.the.foods. Solids has been a fun journey so far. We've started introducing some finger foods in addition to purees, and he is loving it. One of his favorites is when I cut a banana in half and remove some of the skin, leaving the top inch of banana exposed. He grabs the banana half right off his tray, and goes to town on it. He makes a lot of "mmm" noises while he eats, which I find hilarious. I guess it's a natural reaction when eating good food? Who knows! He also enjoys gumming away at avocado wedges and sucking watermelon chunks through his mesh eater. He'll eat pretty much any puree we give him at this point - aside from peas. He loves sweet potato, squash, green beans, apples, pears, peaches, bananas. For breakfast now, he gets plain whole milk yogurt with fruit and oats. And for dinner, he gets some sort of vegetable mixed with fruit. Our doctor gave the go-ahead to begin introducing some meats. We tried the pureed kind, but yikes, I'm sorry, that stuff is GROSS. It smells like cat food, and Wyatt spit that shit right out. I'm planning on making my own baby food this upcoming weekend, and I'll make sure it includes chicken that doesn't taste like garbage. Wyatt has tried salmon and meatballs and loved those, so I'm thinking of making mini salmon burgers and meatballs for him. I'm also going to plan to make this because hell, it sounds like something I would even eat. Wyatt got to taste a little bit of his Christening cake this past weekend, and it seems someone has a sweet tooth just like his mom and dad. After giving him a tiny taste, he continued to protest every time we'd take a bite and not give him any, so we had to eat the rest of it in secret. He's kind of getting like that with all foods now. Anything I'm eating, he wants to try. For the most part, he gets to try everything, as long as it's not loaded with salt or sugar...or honey. That's a big no-no. He seems to love everything, I'm hoping he stays like that!

A few weeks ago while we were doing some play time on the floor, Wyatt got onto all fours. It happened really fast. He couldn't hold himself up for long, only a few seconds, and he hasn't done it since. He's started using his arms to pull himself around in a circle to reach toys when he's on his tummy. All these serve as a reminder that we neeeeeed to baby proof. I think Brent and I are in denial that we have a child close to crawling-age in our house. We are thoroughly enjoying these last few months before Wyatt becomes mobile because after that, there will be no relaxing, I'm sure. 

We had some other fun happenings this month, including Wyatt's baptism, a day trip into Boston, and Brent's mother visiting from Michigan - she hadn't seen Wyatt since he was 5 days old! But wouldn't you know, the moment he saw her, he reached out his little arms to her, gave a huge gummy, open-mouthed smile, and nuzzled his head on her shoulder. Tears. 

We have a fun 4 day trip planned with my mom's family next weekend. We're heading up to Killington, VT! We rented a big house - for an equally large group - and we're super excited to spend the whole weekend with my aunts, uncles, and cousins. It's not very often we can all get together like this, since people are dispersed in Texas, Delaware, and Mass, so it'll be really nice. We're hoping to get some hiking in, hit up the Long Trail Brewing Company, and check out the Peak Lodge at Killington. We are so lucky to have an easy-going baby - he comes everywhere with us and is great in restaurants...for now, at least. So we take advantage while we still can. 

I know it sounds cliche, but every month gets better and better. We love our little man SO much. He makes every day an adventure, and we are incredibly lucky to be his parents.

Thursday, June 4, 2015

Wyatt the Conversationalist

I never knew babies could be so chatty...until Wyatt came along. Some babies are all about rolling and figuring out how to get their move on. Not Wyatt. He is perfectly content sitting up on the floor playing with toys and babbling to them. I had him in his high chair last night for dinner, and after he finished, he sat there babbling for a good 15 minutes, just saying "bah bah bah" over and over and over again. It's become his new favorite consonant recently - the 'b' sound - and he can't seem to get enough of it. He plays around with the pitch and volume of his voice, and he has these "happy hands" and "happy feet" that flutter about when he gets excited. It pretty much makes my life. 

Brent and I laugh because he just seems to have SO much to say for such a little dude. He might look like his dad, but he gets his mom's gabby personality!

Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Our Memorial Day Weekend

Memorial Day weekend is one of my favorites of the year. I have two grandfathers that served for our country, and it's always nice to honor them in such a fun, positive way. Memorial Day weekend comes at a wonderful time of year. After a long, cold winter, it basically kicks off the summer, even if it doesn't officially start for another 3 or so weeks. We broke out the patio furniture, had the grill going all weekend, and spent almost the entire three days outside in the yard. The weather was perfect, we got to catch up with family and friends, and Wyatt attended his first parade. He loved it, of course.

Cheers to kicking off my favorite season!

Thursday, May 14, 2015

Family or Education: Why Not Both?

I'm sure you've seen this story going around about the professor in Israel who encourages his students with children to bring them to class. I honestly have never heard of such a thing, and I'm really hoping this becomes more common now that it's been made public. It's a really lovely story, and I actually got a little emotional reading it.

It's becoming more and more the norm now for people to go back for higher degrees later in life. Ideally, one would graduate from high school, go right into undergraduate to obtain a Bachelor's degree, and then enter the industry or continue with academia and obtain a Master's or Doctoral degree. However, this is not the path for everyone. Some people can't make that decision at the age of 18; they go the unconventional route and start a family first. And unfortunately, the way many programs are offered, it leaves people having to choose: family or education. You can't have both without sacrificing the other. Of course, there are ways it can be done. You can have your family, work 40 hours a week at your full-time job, and then attend classes part-time on campus or complete an on-line program. And in all your spare time, you can tuck your kids into bed at night. I have the utmost respect for those people that earn their degree this way because I am SO not strong enough to do this. I am selfish and can't imagine giving up my already limited time I have with Wyatt and Brent.

However, seeing this story gave me a little hope that things might not always have to be this way for parents here. I truly hope more professors take on this approach, where parents would not have to choose between family and education.

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

My (First) Mother's Day!

Life has been hectic in our house the past few weeks, as I'm sure it is in everyone's home when children are involved. I've taken over the brunt of home + Wyatt + Jasper responsibilities while Brent focuses on getting through what has been a pretty stressful work month. And when he isn't working 12 hours a day, he's been dealing with prepping our deck for the repainting/restaining process, which wins the award for least favorite house project ever. So basically, neither of us sit down until about 8:30 at night, and I'm usually in bed by 9 because I get up pretty early to nurse Wyatt and go to work. It's exhausting, but it's our life, and that's why there's coffee, amiright?

However, this past weekend, we parted ways with stress and exhaustion for a few days in honor of "Mother's Day weekend" as dubbed by Brent. It was his way of thanking me for taking care of the home life, and it was a really nice gesture. I felt pretty spoiled, and I have to admit, it felt great to just sit back and let someone else cook and clean for me. Friday night, we put Wyatt to bed and ordered takeout from a local place. We got a meatball panini and house salad to split while we rented 50 Shades of Grey to watch together. Brent got up on Saturday morning and made my favorite banana pancakes then we spent the day out in our yard. We used to be able to get most of the spring yard work done over a weekend or two with both of us working on it, but now, it kind of falls on Brent's shoulders while I hang out with Wy guy. This also means it's taking twice as long, so we're hoping it will all be done by Memorial Day weekend...fingers crossed.

For Mother's Day, Brent planted me some blueberry bushes - I'm pretty sure they will fruit-bearing this year, so I'm really excited!

I woke up on Sunday morning and took Wyatt out for a 4 miler at the track. He slept through the whole thing, as usual. I'm glad we went early because it got hot fast. It was already 80 by the time we got back home at 10 in the morning.

We got ready and headed out to see my mom. We all went out to lunch, ate way too much, and then spent the rest of the day at the lake house on the boat. Captain Wyatt was ridiculously excited to drive the boat...such a boy!

Monday, May 11, 2015

Wyatt: 6 Months

We're officially halfway through Wyatt's first year, and I seriously can't believe how fast time flies. I look back on the past 6 months and almost can't believe all the changes he's undergone, physically and developmentally. It's even crazier to think that over these NEXT 6 months, Wyatt will go through some of his biggest milestones yet - crawling, cruising, and quite possibly, walking. Ahhh! I'd be happy if he just stayed 6 months old forever, content with sitting in one spot playing with his toys and never having to baby-proof. Brent and I both agree this age is pretty spectacular...but our immobile days are numbered, we know. We've noticed things change pretty fast with these babies. One day, Wyatt will be happy laying on his tummy playing with toys, and the next, he is rolling over every chance he gets and sitting up on his own to play. And now that I'm back to work full-time, things seem to change even faster. Some weeks, he seems like an entirely new kid. 

Big happenings this included gaining the ability to sit unassisted, blowing raspberries all the live-long day, and in turn, starting to make more consonant sounds instead of mimicking a pterodactyl all the time, and introducing solid foods. Wyatt made leaps and bounds this weekend and will now properly eat off a spoon. He gets all excited and flaps his arm when he sees the spoon heading his direction, and he very impatiently grunts when it's being taken away for a refill. It's pretty funny. Apparently, 6 month old babies aren't equipped with patience. That's okay, neither are most adults. However, diapers have reached a whole new level of awful with the introduction of real foods. As a child who has survived entirely on breastmilk up until this point, his diapers were never really that bad. In fact, they don't smell like much most of the time. Solid food poop? Disgusting. Like night-after-drinking-beer poop disgusting. He's lucky he's cute. 

Our check-up isn't until the end of the month, so I'm not sure on his measurements, but I'd guess he's about 20 pounds now. He's in 9 month clothes, though he prefers to be hanging out in just a diaper if he can. Can't say I blame him, it's been HOT lately. We spend a lot of time outside now that the weather is finally nice. He lights up when he's out in the fresh air, and he sleeps so much better at night because of it. He's down to 3 naps a day: one in the morning and one in the early afternoon at daycare, and then his last catnap is at 4 o'clock, usually in the stroller while I run. We do a tub at night, and Wyatt is in bed by 7:45 these days...in his crib! I'm so happy we finally decided to make the transition, we are all sleeping better now, and Wyatt seems to genuinely like being in his own room. Instead of waking up fussing, he wakes up and chats to himself. Many times, he's been up for awhile, just staring at the wall decals and smiling. He is SUCH a happy baby, we are so blessed!