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Tuesday, June 17, 2014

50 weeks old



Likes to bite the spoon when we're feeding him purees.


The other day, Bear rewarded me for all my hard work and tender care by saying, "Mom" a couple of times.  I praised him profusely and he celebrated with a chorus of "Dadas."


He liked his first time in a big pool.  He was in our arms and in a life jacket.  He jumped off the edge a couple of times for us.  He's a little fish!


He's a big fan of eating dirt.  Luckily, he also likes playing in the sink.  He was eating dirt while outside with his Daddy and so he brought him inside to wash him and when he came back outside there was more mud on his face and Dave was so confused.  Then we both realized he'd kept a handful of dirt in his little fist.

He likes watching me teach Spanish classes sometimes.


He's been doing lots of great cruising.


He's a super fast crawler.  In this instance, his speed was really put to the test as he was attempting to escape three, loving girls who really wanted to hug him and pick him up.  He was looking at me like, "Help, Mom!"





We went to the zoo two days after I was done with school for the summer.  He mostly stayed in the stroller or in the Boba carrier and slept or watched passively, but towards the end I let him look at some snakes.  It was a long day for him.

Meeting a new friend!

Cheerios and cheese for lunch.  He eats more finger foods than purees these days. 

When his sister had her sleepover, he couldn't sleep at the normal time.  Poor baby! Around 10:30 I finally just brought him to bed with me and let him nurse to sleep.  It was probably the third or fourth time he'd tried to nurse to sleep.

He enjoyed the ruckus after the sleepover the next morning. 

We had a picnic lunch.  It was his sister's idea and I suddenly remembered the lion booster with the tray that we have in our basement.  It worked!


A typical scene when I line-dry the clothes. 

Checking out his new carseat before using it for the first time.

He loves going in his sister's room.  And the bathroom.  She constantly forgets to close the door to both and every time they're opened, he rushes in there, eager to experience what he's missing out on.  Once in awhile I just let him play in there, especially if all the tiny toys have been put away.  He really loves going through her kitchen area!

This happens at every diaper change.  Every.  Diaper.  Change. 

His first car ride in his big boy carseat.  Almost a year previous, we'd finally taken his sister out of this car seat.

First Father's Day with Daddy.  Daddy got a crocheted frisbee that Bunny bought with her own money and a special photo book from the three of us. 


Throwing the frisbee around on Father's Day while I prepared for my first paid Spanish classes.

This was after a round of mini-golf--where Bear slept on my back in the Boba carrier throughout the entire adventure.


Father's Day dinner together.

Monday of my first, paid, Spanish classes--we ate dinner on the lawn together at 4:15 or so.  My third class of the day is at 5pm.


He loves water.  LOVES water.  Have I mentioned yet how he slips and slides in the bathtub on his belly like a little seal? He does, and he splashes and splashes and he also discovered that the sink has water so it's a chore to get him to focus on brushing his teeth when there's a sink full of water (or better, BUBBLES!) to be found. 
Playing in his sister's room.
Mommy is a jungle gym.  Always.

He points and grunts when he wants something. 
I tried strawberries for him and he wasn't a big fan. 

Excited that he has his hands on the remote control.

During this FaceTime call with his Nonno, he was trying SO hard to touch Nonno's face.  He wanted the phone all to himself and grunted and yelled at me when I took it away. 


I bought him a Mexican sombrero to go with his "Jefe" onesie for his birthday!


Tuesday, August 6, 2013

5 weeks


His five week picture was taken at Roxbury in our hotel room. 

He's actually looking me in the eye.


He loves his sister. He is fascinated by her.
 

He smiles a lot now and usually squeals and squeaks when you talk to him and/or touch his chin or cheek.


Zantac is helping the screaming that started this week.  He has reflux, according to his doctor and was starting to act the way his colicky sister used to at this age.


He loves looking around at the outdoors while in the stroller in the evenings or when the sun isn't too bright.


 
This week was his first time at Roxbury and I'm 99% sure he was the youngest baby there.

 
At his check-up on Thursday he weighed 11 pounds and 6 ounces and was 23 inches long.

Some of the recently cut skin in his circumcision was starting to adhere where it shouldn't.  A male doctor came in and just pulled that away and told me it was normal.


They also said his excessive pooping is normal.  Speaking of which, he still uses about 15 diapers a day.  We used flat diapers with him all week to help heal his diaper rash and to make laundry easier while there.

I tried to help his rash the one day by letting him hang around half naked on a towel.  It didn't last long because he's not a fan of tummy time.  

He's starting to get more muscle tone and muscle control. His feet, especially, are no longer as floppy as they used to be.  They seem bigger to me too, though I haven't compared them to his newborn footprints.

There's less involuntary twitching when he's sleeping.

He's startled by loud noises.


He puts his hands around my boob when he's nursing.

When he gets super hungry, his hands get in the way when I try to nurse them because he frantically tries to shove them in his mouth.

He is more successful at sucking his fingers--but it still only happens successfully a couple of times a week.



 He is really calm when getting a chiropractic adjustment.
 His sister helped me out in the dressing room by holding him while I tried on clothing.  So sweet!

He does well in baby carriers and they calm him when he's gassy or having problems with the reflux--though the Moby is better than the Boba as far as his comfort is concerned.  However, the Boba is quicker to put on and not as hot for the summer months. 

 Baby Bear doesn't like the car seat either for the car or for walks, but he usually calms down for both once we get going. 
 I started swaddling him on his back for naps so he'd sleep fine that way at night. 
 The house is definitely messier since he's been born.  I just can't do everything anymore. 




 He met some of our favorite Roxbury friends. 
 Dave is okay using the Boba Air.  He had/has issues with the Moby.  I used to think it was because it made him look pregnant, but he says now that it's because it's so time consuming to put on.
 He got to see his Grandpa while we were at Roxbury.




 His cute little personality is really starting to show through.  I love interacting with him when he's awake--especially when he's in a good mood.  I think we named him well since he really is a happy little boy (unless he's got his tummy issues which isn't really his fault or related in any way to his personality). 

He still sleeps an awful lot, though his waking hours are increasing little by little each day. 


 His head control is amazing--less wobbly week by week.  He loves to lift his head (or tilt it back when he's horizontal) and look all around. 

 These are some great pictures of him with his Daddy and his sister. 
 His daddy preached to the young adults at Roxbury this year.  Baby Bear was there to sleep through every one of his messages!
He stretches like this a lot.  His sister used to as well.  It's so, darn cute!