Well, we’ve made it to the 8th week. It’s funny what you forget. Like, I can’t remember how old Mallory was before I got enough sleep to feel human again. My mom seems to think Mallory was easy, but I remember having to put her in the “sleeper hold” on occasion. At any rate, Calen is a pill. His fussy time is at night. It varies between just after the 8:00 feeding and the 11:00 feeding. I prefer the nights where he is fussy after the 8:00 feeding (like tonight). And after a week of a full house, he has decided that he is a lap baby. (great) Now, not only does he not want to sleep at night, he also doesn’t want to sleep during the day. . . unless he’s being held. ugh I’m working on him.
Saturday night, he kept me up until about 2:30, but then he slept until 7:30. Last night, I fed him at 10:30, and he slept until 5:30. Unfortunately, I woke up every 2 hours checking on him. We are hoping the extended sleep is a trend. . . and my anxiety is not.
Other than that, things are pretty much as you would expect with a newborn. We’re tired. But now that he is starting to open his eyes and smile and coo, he’s irresistible. I can’t wait to see what his little personality is like. I look at Mallory and see that it goes so fast. I have to say that the first milestone I look forward to is him being able to hold his own bottle. Wow the freedom!
Kylie is doing well at school. . . we think. It depends on the day. All we can pray for is that she does well enough to keep her scholarships. I do think she is getting a lot of life lessons though. The first year of college is all about figuring things out anyway, right?
Then, of course, there’s Mallory. I wish we carried around a video recorder with us at all times. Some of the things she comes up with are hysterical. We were coming home one Sunday and were discussing taking a nap. She said, “We get in mommy/daddy’s bed and watch Mickey Mouse. . . how bout dat?” What a little negotiator. By the way, we’ve tried that before thinking that we could sleep while she watched tv, it doesn’t work. The last time we tried she told Johnathan to turn it up because she couldn’t hear. He did without saying a word, and we heard a little voice say, “tick you”. She surprised my mom over the weekend. They were up in the bonus room and the sunlight was disappearing. She said, “It dark in here. Turn on lights.” Mom did and Mallory said, “Dat’s much better.” But, the latest was Monday morning. Normally, if she doesn’t get a bath at night, she takes a shower with daddy in the morning. Well, Johnathan asked me if I thought she needed to take a shower since she didn’t really do anything on Sunday. She said, “No. . . I just take a baff tonight.” I’ll try to keep track of more. There are just too many to remember.
She is moving up to the next class as school. The teacher says that she is more mature than some others that have already moved up. Her biggest obstacle is using the “big girl potty”. She is resistant. She says she wants to, but she just doesn’t do it. Over Thanksgiving, we tried something that was suggested by her teacher. We set a timer, and every time it went off, we took her to the potty. Well, the little snot started using the bathroom in her diaper when the timer went off. We even tried putting on “big girl panties” (training pants. . . wait till you see that video). She had an accident. She cried because she had pee’d on the floor. We tried that a couple more times, but she started refusing to go sit on the potty. By Saturday afternoon, I had given up. I know that she can do it. She is just being stubborn. I figure that once she is in this new class full-time, peer pressure will get to her, and she will want to potty train. Then, maybe we’ll get somewhere. But I will say that she pooped in the potty for the first time tonight. That was an experience. Very exciting! I’ll keep you posted.