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We survived the fourth trimester.  Baby Middle is now 12 weeks old.

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A few updates about him…

Eating – With a little bit of work, I’ve managed to space out Middle’s feedings to about every 3 hours.  I’m so happy to be in this place, because I am able to nurse him (for quite a while – 20 to 30 minutes per feeding) and then know he will be content for a while.  It makes it easier to plan my day, errands, time with Poppyseed, etc.  Plus it seems to have made naps a bit easier – he sleeps longer.  Go figure.  He still prefers my left side, which is exactly the opposite as his sister when she was a baby.  As a result my left is now a solid cup size bigger than my right, and every time I feed him on the ride side it’s a battle!

He was 14lbs and 26 inches long at 11 weeks, so he's probably almost 14.5lbs by now.

He was 14lbs and 26 inches long at 11 weeks, so he’s probably almost 14.5lbs by now.

Sleeping – I’ve been trying very hard to figure out a napping routine.  It seems that he needs to take a nap about 1 hour after he wakes up in the morning.  He only sleeps for 45-50 minutes, but he makes it count.  After that it’s a little tricky because our mornings are different each day, but he usually takes another short mid-morning nap.  Sometimes this is at home, sometimes it’s in the moving car, and sometimes it’s in the gym in his carseat.  Then I try to get him down when Poppyseed goes down, which is 1pm on non-school days and 2pm on school days.  This discrepancy is really making naptime hell (it’s amazing how 1 hour can throw off your whole day when you’re a baby!) so I am just sort of trying to do the best I can until we move.  Then we won’t have school anymore anyway, so I can keep them on the same nap schedule.  Today he went down at 12:30pm and slept for 2.5 hours, which may be the longest nap that either of my children has ever taken!  I don’t breed great daytime sleepers, so when I realized how long he slept I did a happy dance!

They really do love each other.

They really do love each other.

Nighttime is… well, it is.  I think that the longest he has ever slept is about 7 hours.  I’m putting him to bed at 6:30pm.  He always sleeps swaddled, on his back, in his crib.  He has a sound machine on at all times.  I nurse him, give him a bath, baby massage, swaddle, and put him in his crib.  I won’t lie, this was hard to establish.  I’m not a fan of letting babies cry, but there was some crying that occurred while we got this routine down.  The first night we decided to really put a routine in place, he cried for a very long time.  We went in every ten minutes to make sure he was okay, give him his paci, checked his diaper, etc.  The second night was much better with far less crying.  The third night we literally swaddled him and put him in his bed and he went to sleep.  Now I would say that bedtime is a breeze 2 out of 3 nights.  Then there are nights like tonight, where I return to his room 5 times in a row to see if I can help him get to sleep and finally retort, “I give up!  I can’t figure it out!” while grabbing the keys and walking out the door.  Thankfully, I got a text message from Oatmeal about 5 minutes later than said, “Come home honey, Middle is asleep.”  Geez.  Thank goodness for husbands.

Personality – This is the part of this post that I have looked forward to the most.  Y’all – I LOVE this baby!  He is precious. His little smiles and coos absolutely melt me.  He loves to lie on his back, kick his feet, and smile at me.  I dare say he even looks forward to the attention/attacks of love from his big sister.  As with all babies, the ceiling fan is his crack.  If he is fussy I can just lie him on the couch and turn on the fan, and he will stare at it contently.  He loves his activity mats.  He loves staring at the TV, which completely freaks me out because of brain development and whatnot, so I try to never let him see a screen.  I swear I made him giggle for the first time two days ago by tickling his underarms.  And I finally got him to roll over while I was watching.  He actually rolled over for the first time over a week ago, but my back was turned.  He still loves his baths.  He takes the 6+ month MAM pacifier, just like his sister did.  I try not to push it into his mouth constantly the way I did when she was a baby, but old habits die hard.  I’m just glad he will take a pacifier, because he didn’t the first month and it was rough.  I probably put that thing in his mouth 1000 times before he finally sucked it!

First giggle!  LOVE this.

First giggle! LOVE this.

Postpartum – I’m starting to feel a little bit more like my old self.  I hopped onto the scale at Middle’s doctor appointment last week and it said I’m within 5lbs of my pre-pregnancy weight.  I feel thin, but I also feel flabby.  I try to cut myself some slack here, but then there are the days that I pinch my sides and think, “Ugh, grosssssss.”  My hair is falling out, just like it did with Poppyseed.  It started about a month ago and is still going strong.  My hair is EVERYWHERE – in my car, on the bathroom floor, in our laundry.  It’s really annoying.  I’m taking prenatals and biotin but I guess it’s a wash.  Otherwise I feel pretty good, if not like a bit of a slob.  I wear workout clothes 90% of the time, but I’m only working out 3 times a week.  My hair is usually only semi-clean at best and pulled back in a ponytail with a headband.  I manage to get mascara on daily, but it’s usually applied at a red light.  I think that if I could have one really frivolous request, it would be to have a day where I go get a massage, pedicure, go buy a brand new outfit that actually fits me well, and then just take a nap.  Ha!  I bet I’m not the only mother with this on her bucket list.

Otherwise, we are doing well.  One thing to mention is that we are moving.  I’m both excited and devastated.  We chose to move because Oatmeal currently commutes 70 miles (one way) to work each and every day.  We rarely see him before we wake up, and he usually doesn’t get home until the baby is already asleep.  I want my hubby to be able to see his kids more than an hour a day at best, so it just makes sense to do something about it.  Our new home will be only 2.5 miles from his office.  I cannot even imagine how nice it will be to see him in the mornings or even get to eat leftovers with him at lunchtime!  But selfishly, I want to stay here in College Station.  I have to admit that the two most happy times of my life have both been when I lived here.  I’ve basically started over in a new town 4 times in the last 10 years, so doing it again is somewhat daunting.  But I’ll write more about that another day… if I don’t sleep now, I may not get to later!  Enjoy your week, friends. I’ll leave you with some pictures of Poppyseed’s Halloween shenanigans.  🙂

 

She wanted to be absolutely anything that involved a "beautiful dress" and "a tutu."  So there you have it, she dressed up as a ladybug!

She wanted to be absolutely anything that involved a “beautiful dress” and “a tutu.” So there you have it, she dressed up as a ladybug!

I took her to the fall festival at her MDO.  She had a blast, and I managed to keep up!

I took her to the fall festival at her MDO. She had a blast, and I managed to keep up!

The next day she got to wear her costume to MDO again.  Here she is with two of her little buddies.  This is as good as picture taking gets at this age!

The next day she got to wear her costume to MDO again. Here she is with two of her little buddies. This is as good as group picture taking gets at this age!

There was a little party in her class, and I volunteered to bring food and help out.  She was so fun to watch.

There was a little party in her class, and I volunteered to bring food and help out. She was so fun to watch.

Our future success story.

Just a little light reading, y’all.

Once we move, there will be so much more time for this AND sleep.  ;)

Once we move, there will be so much more time for this AND sleep. 😉

Little Sassy Pants.  Oh Poppyseed, I love you.

Little Sassy Pants. Oh Poppyseed, I love you.

One last note.  I just reread the post I wrote when Poppyseed was 12 weeks old.  I LOVED reading it, and it is this exact reason that I try to keep up with this blog!  It has taught me how quickly mothers forget.   For example, if you’d asked me today if Poppyseed was sleeping through the night by 12 weeks, I would have responded yes.  And I would not have been really lying, because to the best of my memory, she was!  But this old blog post about Poppyseed at 12 weeks proves me wrong.  I was basically exactly where I am now with Middle!  Mothers – if you do nothing else – WRITE DOWN a few things about your babies when they are babies.  You will never regret it.  🙂

 

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