First Taste of Cereal

Well, on Monday I decided I would try feed the baby some cereal. At the 7 pm feeding I tried and it went ok. It was supremely messy and a little difficult. I was hoping he'd take to it like my nephew did. Not so much. According to the box (and the web site that went along with it) I should keep the cereal really runny to get him used to the new texture (and let him play with it. YEAH RIGHT?!?!). I tried the runny cereal part. He wasn't feeling it. On Wednesday, my mother's helper accidentally gave it to me super thick, more like conjealed oatmeal. He liked that consistancy much better. So now I make it nice and thick and he takes it down. Today, second feeding of the morning, he took down all two teaspoons of food that I gave him. He has gotten really good at it in just 5 days (4 really, since I started late on monday). So now I'm wondering if I can feed him some bananas or something since I'm going to be out and about for the next feeding. Hmmm...We'll see.

Sleeping almost all night

So, last night the sleep went pretty well. The evening started out with me running late for the 7pm feeding. It was more like 7:20 pm when I finally got the boob in DJ mouth. After feeding him we went out to a local, hopping fish restaurant. It took us at least 15 minutes to circle the parking lot like vultures looking for a space but we got one right near the front. Then it took them another 20 minutes to seat us. Considering that the walk in wait was probably 2hrs by that point, I suppose we did well.

DJ slept through dinner relatively well. The place was rather loud, and clanging plates tends to make the boy jumpy. The sling they had to hold the child seat worked brilliantly, though, and had enough give to it to allow us to jiggle him back to sleep. We showed him off to the people around us and they oooooh-ed and aaaahhh-ed at him. I'm not surprised any more. I'm just proud. He started out cute, but I keep him well fed and nicely dressed.

He slept all the way home and even passed back out in the swing when we got there. It was LATE when we got home, so I didn't get to my pre-bedtime nap until 10:30 or so. It was rough. So I let him sleep till after 11am. I fed him upstairs with barely enough mental capacity to stand without falling over so it was necessary. It's a good thing B was there to help. Unfortunately, mostly for him, DJ was sneak and pooped on the changing table, mostly missing the new diaper that B had just put around his butt. It's been a long time since he's pooped on the table. I try to wait after each feeding so that he is all done by the time I get him up there. B didn't have the chance. I needed DJ changed before the feeding so we wouldn't get poo on his clothes. Oh well.

After the feeding, he took a while to get down. B was holding him and using the pacifier and couldn't get DJ to sleep. I think it was because B had him cradled so that DJ was looking up at him. Daddy is much more interesting than sleepy time. I tried to feed him again and after my nipple started to cry foul even through the nipple guard, I switched to the pacifier. DJ was out shortly there after.

I woke up at 3, and DJ was sound asleep. At 5 am, he started talking to himself. The scheduling book said he might do that for up to an hour. After 10 minutes he started whining so I stuck the pacifier in his mouth. It fell out a minute later and you could almost see the line of "z's" trailing away from the baby's head. At 6 am we had a 30 minute rough spot where he was wiggling and whining, the pacifier only settling him down somewhat. He would fall asleep and then wake up whining five to 10 minutes later. Then suddenly, we were both asleep.

I opened my eyes and looked at the clock. I was shocked to read it was after 7:30am. I jumped up, thinking crazy thoughts about the baby being dead. I put on my pj pants (as if you need pants in a situation like that), and peeked my head in his room. Just as I looked into the room, he shook his head from side to side, stretched his arms, rubbed his eyes and started to whine a bit. I walked over to the bed, said good morning and smiled at him. He smiled back. It was like, "Ok, the service is here. I can stop fussing now." This is the second morning he's woken up happy. Hopefully we can just get rid of these little rough patches at night.

Scheduling Update: Night Time Sleep Patterns

Well, DJ is halfway through week 12 and according to the book he should have been sleeping through the night by now. Well, I was starting to get worried about that 3:30am - 5am feeding because it didn't look like it was going any where. I thought I was going to have to use the "Baby Snooze Button" (putting the pacifier in his mouth and hope he goes back to sleep) to kill it. Well, last night I woke myself at 4:30 wondering what happened to the baby. I had to check on him repeatedly to make sure that he was ok and wasn't dead or something. Paranoia, I know, but whatever.

So he slept till near 6 am. I had to use the baby snooze button at that point, but that's ok. I had to keep waking up because DJ kept stirring. I look at it as an investment. A little lost sleep today will mean 7 hours of straight sleep this weekend. WOO HOO!!! He even woke up happy and smiling. It's so exciting.

Boy That Fist Is Tasty

DJ has been pretty consistently munching on his right fist for a while now. Now he's starting to get his left fist in there. He'll even grab my hand with his fists to munch on occasionally. He hasn't started to open his hands up or bat at anything in front of him, but he still loves watching his mobile. He also watches television well now, adult programs more than the flash colors of the kids educational stuff. He does like cartoons though.

Also, his belly button has stopped poking out and has now flattened inward. I thought for sure he would have an outty, but it's finally sunk in. I'm happy about that. It's a great deal darker on the inside than the rest of his skin. Mine is the same way.