This week we bought Wesley an amber teething necklace. I haven’t really noticed any signs of teething yet but better to get it before they start, right?
Honestly, I kind of don’t believe it actually does anything. It was pretty cheap and I think it looks kind of adorable though so who knows, maybe it’s magical after all.
One thing I’ve been working on with Wesley is having him sleep anywhere other than pressed up against me. As much as I love this,
I’m ready to be able to have a conversation with Joel in the evening or get something done during nap time. So far it’s going okay. We have a futon in the living room so when it’s time for a nap I lie down with him and then very slowly ease away.
We’ve yet to go very long without him rooting around for me and me having to quickly lie back down next to him and pop my boob in his mouth but just being able to get up at all is a start.
Towards the end of the week we got pictures taken of the cousins. It was… interesting.
We had them done at JCPenny and let’s just say I’m glad it was a Groupon because if I had been paying their prices I would have been pissed. I made the appointment well ahead of time, although not as far ahead as I wanted because it took three days of calling to even get a hold of anyone despite the voicemail recording promising a call back. When I booked the appointment I made sure to tell them it would be seven little boys, ages 4 months to 8 years.
So why they decided to staff a trainee is beyond me. I’m almost positive I could have gotten better pictures. She kept taking the pictures just before they’d look or get a giant chunk of the light in the frame. They also refused to listen to what we wanted and insisted on multiple background colors when we only wanted one and taking individual photos when we only wanted group shots. They also spent a ridiculous amount of time editing lame “enhancements” (read 90′s looking fades and vignettes) in front of us while we waited to pick our shots. I even told her we weren’t going to purchase anything with enhancements like that but she “had to do it.” So we waited and waited while trying to corral 7 restless boys who had already sat still for far too long.
The Groupon deal came with five photos and we seriously only picked four because there were only that many halfway decent ones. And one isn’t even a group shot, it’s a lucky cute shot of Wesley. When they’re ready in two weeks (!!!) I’ll post them but it was not magic, let me tell you.
Other than that it’s just been all packing all week. This is about how I feel about it.
This Saturday is the big day and it can’t come soon enough… and it’s coming too fast because omg we have so much to do still.
- We took Wesley to Chuck E. Cheese for the first time. Obviously not for his benefit, it was for his cousin’s birthday. Despite the over stimulation his did really well and was just quiet and fascinated with all the noise and lights the whole time.
- I read Wesley Dr. Seuss for the first time and he was in awe. He just kept staring at my face and then at the book and then back at my face. I think he’s going to be as big of a fan as his mommy.
(so mad at the stupid iPhone for messing up the focus on this one. Had to post it anyway because best. face. ever.)
- I don’t want to jinx it but Mr. Dude has started to be okay in the car. He still cries about 40-50% of the time but that is a massive improvement so I’ll take it.
Other favorite photos from the week:
Wesley has been getting so excited when Joel comes home from work every day. Melts my heart.
Sweet deliciously clean baby.
It’s too bad he’s never happy or anything.
My tiny old man says, “Jolly good, ta ta for now.”
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Twenty weeks. Long enough to be halfway through a pregnancy.
Or if it’s Wesley a week and two days short of halfway. Ahem.
In a pregnancy we’d be doing the anatomy scan this week and finding out if the baby has all the proper parts.
We cheated a bit and found out Wesley’s gender at 16 weeks but we of course did the normal anatomy scan to be safe. Here is Wesley in profile at 20 weeks in utero…
Wesley is still going through a leap or something. When he’s happy he’s the happiest baby you ever saw. But we play the happy baby/mad baby game on a way too frequent basis lately. It’s kind of exhausting.
One thing he really likes thankfully is being wrapped.
We’re packing, packing, packing (ugh, do I hate moving) so it’s very convenient that he enjoys being worn or I’d never get anything done. Two weeks from today we will be settling into our new place. I’m so ready for it to be over.
- Wesley found his hand. It was quite shocking. Clearly.
- He also decided he really likes Phoebe. Phoebe remains unfazed but I’m guessing that is mostly because because Wesley hasn’t figured out how to purposefully grab her yet.
- Wesley’s legs are officially long enough to drape over mine while I’m lying down and nursing him. My long little man.
- He makes the most hilarious faces. Currently cracking me up is how he chews on his own gums like a little old man.
- The sweet face I wake up to every morning.
And lastly I’m going to end with a possibly dumb question. When Wesley does tummy time now he almost never stays on his stomach for more than a few seconds before he rolls onto his back. I’ve been leaving him like that because it seems like that better teaches him cause and effect. Plus, he’s still working on rolling himself from back to stomach. It struck me though that maybe I should flip him back to his tummy every once in awhile? I mean, it’s not really tummy time anymore, technically. Or should I leave him? Because boy is he proud of his rolling abilities.
I’m over thinking this, aren’t I?
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The big thing that happened this week was I learned how to do a back wrap with a woven wrap.
I borrowed a wrap from a babywearing group near me and I’m loving it. There’s definitely a learning curve and I haven’t gotten the seat right every time. The times I do get it right though are so nice. I can get so much done while Wesley naps on me.
For example, packing for our move at the end of the month.
We found an apartment, yay! There were moments when I seriously thought we wouldn’t. It’s kind of far from where we live now so we’re going to have to familiarize ourselves with a whole new area. I’ve really enjoyed where we lived the last 5 years so I’m a little bummed that we couldn’t find something closer. No more living 5 minutes from Ikea. Wah! I mean, it’ll only be 20-30 minutes but still, I’ve been spoiled.
In other news, my dad is doing much better.
He’s in a nursing home right now doing rehab and I can’t believe the difference it has made so far. He’s so much more alert and is able to actually hold short conversations now. Seeing him so much better has given me the slightest sliver of hope. There’s still a lot of work to do so I hope he can keep his spirits up and keep working hard.
Wesley has been working hard on a developmental leap if his mood is any indication. He still is happy in between the fussing but arg, so. much. fussing.
Of course, when Joel gets home he’s all smiles.
I’m fairly certain Joel thinks I’m lying when I send him the Omg when are you coming home?! text on the daily lately. Maybe it’s not a developmental leap, maybe he is just sick of me…
- One really weird thing he has decided to do is hang upside down. My tiny little bat boy.
- He’s also working on being more mobile. He’s soooo close to rolling from back to belly. Honestly I think he would have done it already if I didn’t wear him so much. Oops. He has started scooting and managed to scoot himself completely off his play mat.
- We gave Wesley his Oball and he loves it. It’s one of the few toys he doesn’t immediately drop.
And to finish off, a few random of my favorite pictures from the week.
I can’t even with how much Jordan loves his tiny little cousin.
This is his waking up from a nap face. I love how his little nose is always so red. Usually he smiles shortly after this face.
Until next time!
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World’s tiniest giant ham. No idea where he gets it. *side eye*
This was a big week. First of all, Wesley turned four months old.
The shoot this month was a little trickier than normal because Wesley would. not. leave the sticker alone.
We had been trying to save them but this one ended up looking like it had been chewed on so I guess that’s out.
We still got some really cute shots.
I know it’s going to be more and more
challenging interesting the more alert and mobile he gets.
With turning four months came the dreaded shots.
Dreaded for me anyway, Wesley is too young to realize yet.
I however had a stomach ache all day in anticipation of them. I just couldn’t get the look of surprised horror and pain on his face from the two month shots out of my head. It didn’t help that he was in the best mood ever in the doctor’s office right before.
We were singing The Wheels on the Bus and he was laughing and giggling up a storm. He thought it was the best thing ever.
Then he nursed and fell sound asleep.
The shots were every bit as horrible as I was anticipating.
There were several so the nurse asked another nurse to come in so they could do both at the same time. Only the stupid other nurse wasn’t into the idea of coordinating. The first nurse said they’d do it on three and the second nurse basically said, “Naw I do what I want.” and just stuck him. What a jerk.
Another quick nursing session calmed him right down though, even faster than last time so that was a relief.
Other than the shots the appointment went great. He’s off the charts tiny in weight and 50th percentile in height so that makes him looks even skinnier. He’s still growing and the pediatrician says he’s super healthy. He’s just on his own curve.
The other huge thing that happened this week was that Joel and I both left Wesley for the first time ever. Up until that point either Joel or I had always been at least in the same room as him. Even in the hospital Joel went with Wesley to the nursery every time when they had to take him for tests. He had always been in sight of at least one of us.
So of course I was nervous.
I knew that he would be safe and well cared for. That was never a question. We left him with my mom and I trust her more than anyone. I was just afraid he’d refuse his bottle and scream the whole time and my mom would never agree to babysit again.
Thankfully that did not happen.
Joel and I were able to really enjoy my friend’s wedding.
We had to call it a bit of an early night because Wesley did melt down after awhile. He went a good 4+ hours though for the reception so we got to enjoy dinner and even dance a little. It was so amazingly refreshing to be with Joel, just the two of us. Plus, the couple that was getting married is the cutest, happiest ever. It was just lovely.
I sure was happy to get home to him though.
Lastly Joel’s grandparents were in from out of town for a visit.
I treasure every minute we get with them.
- I showed Wesley himself in the front camera of my phone for the first time. He was skeptical.
- Wesley is thisclose to rolling over from back to front. He’s nearly done it several times but his arm has so far prevented it from happening all the way. I’m not so much a fan of him possibly doing it in his sleep though. Blurg.
- His eye tracking has gotten incredible. I noticed because of watching him follow the fish around the tank at my grandparent’s and then at the doctors office. He didn’t lose sight of those fast moving fish for a second.
- He has gotten a lot more drooly recently. With that comes lots of spit bubbles and jokes about rabies.
Finally, a couple pictures that are just too good to leave out.
BBQ at our favorite local place.
Had my sister Bekah over for a visit and Wesley was a big fan.
Oh hello. See ya next time.
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Weight: 10 pounds 13 ounces
Length: 24 1/2 inches
Clothing size: Newborn for onsies but just barely. A few I’ve had to put away. He’s growing out of them in length before width though. He’s solidly in 0-3 month pants length wise but they still threaten to fall of him at any moment. He’s just a skinny mini.
Diaper size: Size 1
Sleep: He generally wants to fall asleep around 7:30 or 8, wakes up around 10 or 11 to eat and then sleeps through until 6 or 7 in the morning. After his morning feed often as not he’ll go back down until 9 or 10 and on rare occasions past noon. He tends to take one good 2 hour nap around noon or so if he hasn’t slept through until then and then a few 20 minute cat naps. Clearly we’re on a strict schedule by now. Snort.
Approximate number of photos I’ve taken of Wesley: 1,200+
Approximate diapers changed: lost count. We’ve had several blowouts lately which sucks. I’m addicted to the wet indicator line though so I’m reluctant to try a different brand.
Wesley is still a little peanut but he’s a healthy peanut. He’s gaining and according to the pediatrician that’s what matters.
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When they announced that BlogHer 2013 was going to be in Chicago I knew I had to go. I’d managed to talk myself out of it every other year but the fact that all I had to pay for was the (early bird priced) pass, not even the hotel, took away all my excuses. At the last minute Joel decided to get an expo only pass so he could join me, check out some of the brands, and help me with Wesley. I’m so glad he did.
I prepared for BlogHer by… oh wait, nope, no I didn’t prepare at all. I’ve read about people buying all new wardrobes and meticulously planning every outfit and accessory. Uh… yeah… I not only don’t have the money or time (hello, new mom here) but I’ve never been very good at fashion trends. So I just wore stuff I already had in my closet and meant to repaint my toenails buuuut didn’t even get to that. Did I mention I’m a new mom?
Oh wait, I lied. I did order business cards. A week in advance and had to pay for rush shipping because I totally spaced, but they got ordered and arrived before the conference. Winning.
Joel and I both went to the opening of the expo hall and had a chill evening there wandering around and checking out the booths.
The next day was decidedly not chill. Our first mistake was sticking around the expo hall way too late. Wesley did sleep a good amount of the time but Joel and I only got about 3 or 4 hours of sleep. Then we had to wake our sleeping baby.
Never do that.
We managed to get out the door on time and actually got to the conference early!
Only to find that Wesley had had a massive blow out poop all over the adorable outfit I dressed him in.
Don’t worry, there’s no picture to go with this part of the story. You’re welcome.
Anyway, that ate up all the “early” we had and then some so I showed up to the newbie breakfast late and even then only got to shove food in my mouth really quickly before Wesley needed me to walk him around. He was okay-ish for most of the morning but only if I was pacing with him. Thankfully I have my Maya Wrap so it was hands free feeding.
Unfortunately Wesley’s restlessness and fighting sleep made it pretty impossible for me to network and left me feeling kind of frazzled.
Must. not. let. him. cry.
Anyway, he finally gave in and napped and I got to have some much needed caffeine and sitting down time.
Throughout the whole day Joel’s help was invaluable.
He held Wesley as much as Wesley would let him so I got to eat a little and listen to at least part of some sessions without bouncing and pacing.
It was a long day and then, as I was on my way to hear the Voices of the Year keynote, I realized my wallet was missing. We dug the car apart and nothing. So we drove all the way home and dug through the swag bags and found it. Stupid swag.
Wesley was not impressed by our early morning and late night and our night ended looking like this.
Saddest. baby. ever.
We fell into bed as fast as possible and decided not to force ourselves out of bed the next morning. When you wake a sleeping baby once you don’t make that mistake again if you can help it.
The last day was much, much better. I finally got to meet a few of my favorite online people and sat at the silliest lunch table ever.
There was a for real spit take, complete with Diet Pepsi out the nose from one person at the table. It was that good.
We also ended the night a lot earlier and things didn’t end in complete meltdown like the previous night.
Overall I’d say I’m glad I went, if only because I would have regretted not going. I do kind of feel like I did BlogHer “wrong.” The sessions were okay but I was distracted during them and only got to sit down through one full one. I also didn’t get nearly the full conference experience by not staying at the hotel and not being able to attend any of the official parties. Plus the fact that I was constantly on edge trying to make sure my baby wasn’t fussing and bothering everyone made it so I wasn’t able to fully engage or have many real conversations with new friends.
I will say that my being on edge was my own thing. Everyone was so friendly about Wesley and I never for a second felt uncomfortable breastfeeding him. I even got a few “you go girls” about it. I really appreciated the encouragement for sure. Still, I wanted to make sure he stayed quiet and didn’t disrupt anyone’s experience.
Next year Wesley will be old enough to be left home with Joel. If I decide to go again that’s the only way I’ll do it. I got a little taste of BlogHer this year but if I ever go again I won’t half ass it. Except for the planning out my entire new wardrobe part because seriously? Ain’t nobody got time for that.
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