Posts Tagged ‘infant development’

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Ahh… Sleep!

December 2, 2009

We are pretty much settled into our rental house now.  Xander is sleeping in a queen size bed and across the hall Parker is in his crib.  For the most part, we’ve been sleeping blissfully well.  Parker has been sleeping straight through from 7:30/8:00pm to 6:30/7:00am without a peep! We have never been a “cry-it-out” family.  This resulted in Xander sleeping in our bed until well into his second year.  Parker has always slept in his crib, but I would often cuddle him to sleep and then put him down.  Recently he’s been rather disagreeable about cuddling before sleep.  So, a few nights ago I let him cry it out.  It took 12 long minutes, but then he fell asleep.  We tried this with Xander when he was a baby, but when Xander woke up it would be the middle of the night, and he wouldn’t stop until you picked him up, so we gave up pretty quickly.  Last night after we read books, I tried to cuddle Parker for a few minutes but he would have none of it, so after lots of hugs and kisses I put him in his crib, covered him up and walked out.  He squeaked maybe twice and then fell silent.

I feel like we’ve finally turned a corner when it comes to sleep in our house.  Parker’s been sleeping great for almost 2 weeks now, and Xander has occasionally woken up, but most nights goes back to sleep quickly.  Ahh… Sleep – it’s a wonderful, wonderful thing ;-)

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Done With Baby Food?

October 13, 2009

A few weeks ago I took Parker in for his 9 month checkup.  While he has always been a pound or two smaller than his brother, we had never really worried about his size.  Zach is long and lanky, and Parker seemed to have a similar body type.  At the 6 month checkup, Parker was in the 36th percentile for weight (65th for height).  His weight seemed to be doing a step sort of thing and not really staying on one curve, but there weren’t many plot points to really say that definitively.  He seemed to gain quickly, and then level off and then gain quickly again.  At 6 months he had leveled off a little, so I expected a bigger gain at his 9 month visit.  Instead, he dropped off his curve.  He dropped from 36th percentile to 18th!  The nurse practitioner suggested that it was probably Parker’s increased activity.  He went from being mostly stationary at 6 months to constant motion at 9 months.  I hope that she’s right, but there is a little worried mommy part of my brain that can’t stop saying “what if it’s something more?”  At this point, we’re just waiting to see how he gains in the next three months.  So, we’ve been a little more focused on Parker’s eating habits lately.  He’s always seemed to eat fine – 3 meals a day and bottles in between.  Finger foods throughout the day as well.  So I’ve been trying to convince him to eat a full jar of food (stage 3) at each meal and introducing more table foods than we had been before.  Unfortunately, it appears that Parker has recently decided that he is no longer interested in baby food.  He’ll eat about 2 bites and then he stops swallowing and letting the food slide out of his mouth.  So now we’re trying to come up with foods that don’t come in baby jars but is still chewable and edible for our little guy.  And most importantly, making sure that he’s eating nutritious food that helps him grow lots over the next three months!

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The Battles Rage on

September 25, 2009

It’s been almost a month since we “sold” Xander’s binkies.  It’s been a good move I think.  It was time.  We were ready.  He was ready.  These are the phrases that keep marching through my head every night at bed time.  Xander is generally a great kid.  He’s positive, upbeat, happy and usually cooperative.  Like all kids (let’s be honest, even adults), he doesn’t react well to the word ‘no’, but we can usually move on pretty quickly.  Until the dreaded bedtime.

At “bedtime” Xander morphs from this happy, easy going kid into a petulant, obstinate, bratty toddler.  It’s  fight to do everything, brush his teeth, get his pajamas on, read books and finally turn out lights.  It doesn’t matter how great an evening we’ve had, or how much warning or prep time I use.  Incentives haven’t worked, taking away privileges or  “treats” hasn’t worked.  Last night is a perfect example.  Parker was exhausted and asleep before 7pm.  Xander and I stayed up and played for a bit before watching about 20 minutes of Iron Giant.  I warned him about getting his pajamas on.  I paused the movie, got him dressed and resumed the movie.  At a good stopping point, I stopped the movie (after several warnings)  and told him it was time to brush his teeth.  I warned him that if he didn’t get up, he would have  a time out.  I counted to three, and then he got his time out (just 2 minutes).  He cried the whole time, but then agreed to brush his teeth.

In the bathroom, more disagreements about which toothbrush to use, about not swallowing the toothpaste and about not biting down on the toothbrush while I’m brushing.  Finally, it’s time to go upstairs and read books.  I sit Xander in his bed and pull out 2 books.  He doesn’t want those 2, so I put them back and try again, and then again.  After the third rejection, I tell him that if he rejects the next 2, he’s not getting any.  (Currently we have a small collection of books on a high shelf in his bedroom, a hazard of keeping the house clean while it’s on the market).  He turns down the next set, so I turn off the light and step outside the room.

He cries of course, and I walk back in and ask him if he’s ready to be reasonable.  He says yes, so I turn on the light and pull another book from the shelf.  He tells me he wants his mix ‘n match superhero book.  I hate this book.  It’s falling apart.  It takes forever to read because Xander has to hear each combination, so it’s not even a cohesive story, just repeated bits over and over and over again.  I say no.  Xander pitches a fit, which wakes up Parker.  I leave Xander and try to sooth Parker back to sleep, but with Xander’s continued wails, he won’t settle back down.  So, I pick Parker up, and deposit him on Xander’s floor and tell Xander that now that he has woken his brother, we only have time for 1 book.  I read him his one book (quickly, without the usual dramatic effect, voices or input from him, which Xander clearly does not enjoy as much).  Then I tell him I have to put Parker back to sleep.  I turn out the light and Xander starts to wail again – this time because I only read him one book.  I close the door and take Parker downstairs to settle him back down into a sleepy state.  I have Parker nearly asleep when Xander gets out of bed and to the stop of the stairs and calls for me.  This of course wakes Parker up again.

Now I’m really frustrated.  It’s just me and 2 crying boys, and I don’t have enough hands to deal with them both at once.  I make Xander come back downstairs and tell him to sit in the time out chair until I get Parker back to sleep.  More wailing ensues, but at least with the door to Parker’s room closed, it’s quiet and I can finally get Parker back to sleep.

I collect my exhausted son who has been wailing for the better part of an hour now.  He’s tired, and splotchy, and mostly worn out.  I tuck him back into bed, and he asks me to sit with him.  I should note that every night since we took away his binkies his father or I have ended up sitting next to his bed until he falls asleep.  It’s not fun.  It makes my back hurt and my butt numb.  I told Xander that I would not sit next to him until he falls asleep, but I would give him a flashlight.  In a rather weak exhausted parenting moment, I gave Xander the flashlight even though he had been awful throughout the entire bedtime process.  This at least allowed me to retire to the couch for a few hours and not sit next to my non-sleeping son for the rest of the evening.

Every single night for a month we have battled with Xander on sleep.  Prior to this, life had been nearly blissful – Xander had been sleeping perfectly and without argument and Parker had been sleeping through the night.  Now, it takes super-human strength and patience to get Xander to sleep (and he usually wakes up at least once in the night) and he almost always wakes his brother up.  On nights when Parker somehow manages to sleep through his brother’s antics, he wakes himself up at 2:30 or 3:30 and is almost always awake for at least an hour.

It’s going to get better, right?  I’m going to have more than 4 hours of sleep in a night someday, right?  I’m not going to have to wrestle, argue, cajole, bribe and beg my son to sleep every night for the next 15 years, right? Someday this parenting gig is going to ease up a bit, right?

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Three Years…

September 20, 2009

Three years ago today I was admitted to the hospital at 4am.  Zach and I had no idea what was in store for us that day.  After a long, long day at 6:39pm, we finally met our first born son, Xander.  You can read the gory details here if you’re interested.  Since then we have been equal parts amazed, entertained, proud, and exasperated by our son.

Xander has the ability to make us laugh until we cry.  While he can’t recite many traditional songs, he makes them up on the fly and even gives them titles.  Recently he has offered to sing at Zach’s meetings (I personally think that would be the high point for some of them).  Xander loves chocolate milk.  We compromise by giving him Ovaltine in milk (less sugar and more vitamins).  He hates to go to sleep, but also doesn’t really like waking up – it sometimes takes him 30 minutes or so to be ready to rejoin the conscious world.  Xander loves all things “boy” – tractors, trucks, cars, balls, bats, swords, pirates.  Although he embraces his maleness, he can also be very sensitive – he worries about monsters and bad guys.  His feelings get hurt if one of his friends picks on him or takes a toy he wants, and he hasn’t quite figured out how to handle those feelings yet.

My boy loves anything pasta related.  He loves carrots, but refuses to eat any other vegetables.  He does not like pizza.  He loves strawberries.  You and watch a video of him reading about a strawberry here.  In the past year or so he has discovered the wonders of sweets and now like any typical kid, would much prefer to eat cookies and candy as a meal (though he has yet to convince his parents of the benefits of this dietary decision).

Xander has outgrown the Curious George television show, but still sleeps with two Curious George stuffed animals at night.  He still laughs at Little Einsteins, and continues to enjoy an occasional Phineas and Ferb.  His favorite movie at the moment is Iron Giant.  My boy loves everything in his world to match – he wants his underwear to match his shirt, which should match his socks and shoes, and his little brother should have the exact same outfit.  His favorite color is orange.  He also likes to match his parents, which can be challenging….  There are many days that he will refuse to wear this jacket or that sweatshirt because Parker does not have a matching one.  Since I’m a fan of individuality, I haven’t really sought out many matching outfits for my son, so this can at times prove to be a challenge.

Xander can count to 11.  He knows his shapes and colors and most of his letters (though his recitation of the alphabet is still missing a few.. and he is certain that l-m-n-o is one letter…).  He has thought and reasoning that has at times stunned us.  (Mama, can we go to the park? No, it’s dark and time for bed.  Mama, can we go in the morning? No, we have work and school.  Mama, how about we go to the park first, and then to work and school?).  He is good with direction, and often can identify where we are going well before we get there (this way to my school, this way to Nana’s house, etc.).  There are times when his memory astounds us.  On Wednesday this week he mentioned the monkey that my former boss, JoAnn gave him back in January after Parker was born – and remembered JoAnn’s name, and the fact that she carried his presents in a basket.

Although he’s inconsistent, he can regularly get a ball into a full-size basketball hoop (and often complains that his toddler sized hoop is too short) and can sometimes hit a ball with a bat (and never seems to tire of that game…) Xander recently learned how to “pump” on a swing.  He isn’t great at it yet, but he can make himself move back and forth.  He can jump from a moving wagon and land on his feet (yes, he is terrifying).   My boy frequently makes friends and family nervous with his antics (so much so that someone often volunteers to “spot” him) but his father and I have developed an immunity to many of his antics.

“They” say that three is harder than two.  We have certainly encountered some more challenging power struggles lately, but all-in-all we have somehow managed to produce one amazing kid.  People sometimes tell us what a great kid we have, and we say thank you but in the back of my head I’m thinking that I shouldn’t really be taking the credit – I think most of Xander’s amazingness comes from him, and not from any outside influences.  Our amazing kid is three years old today, and I can’t wait to see what is in store for us next!  Happy Birthday son.

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Parker Week 34 – Crawling (Sort of…)

August 29, 2009

Parker can crawl!  Although, the fact that he can doesn’t mean that he always does…  During the past two months or so Parker has gotten very good at belly scooting.  He can get anywhere he wants to go on his belly, and he’s pretty quick (especially when he’s attempting to tip over the cat’s water bowl, which reminds me, I’ve got to move that out of reach again…)  I think his ability to scoot on his belly delayed his desire to crawl.  He’s been able to get up on all fours and rock back and forth for months now, be he didn’t get any momentum forward until the past few days.  Now he’ll crawl (really crawl) for a few steps before flopping back onto his belly.  I’m guessing it’ll only be a matter of time before he discovers that crawling is indeed a faster mode of transportation than belly scooting.

Also, have I mentioned that his 3rd tooth has popped through?   Three teeth before 8 months!  He’s got quite the set of chompers…