Day 130 | The Countdown Has Begun

We booked a vacation to Cape Cod! I couldn't be more excited to break out of our rut (the days all seem the same lately), spend some quality family time (yay for Grandma and Grandpa M joining us!), and see my dear, dear friend in her own environment.

We're a little over a month away from departure, but Chase is buckling down early to get ready for the trip. He needs to hone his foosball skills if there's any chance of holding his own against his dad (there's one at the house we're staying at). 

He kept saying the red guys were "broken," though. We need to work on the concept of the game, I guess. 

Day 128 | Chase's Choice

When we woke up this morning, I gave Chase the choice of what to do today: go swimming or visit a museum. His choice (in case it's not obvious from the photos)? Museum...he's such a DC baby. He selected the Air and Space Museum even though we've visited this one a lot. His reasoning? Daddy needed to go. So kind of him to be thinking of others.

Chase had an absolute blast. He was running from exhibit to exhibit so fast he was sweating. Down right giddy. And so fun to watch. 

Day 126 | The First 1st Day of School

He looks so grown up, doesn't he?!?
We celebrated a big (huge!) first in our house today. It was Chase's first day of 2 year old preschool.

The morning could not have gone better. There were no tears (from anyone) and he was the only one in his class who got upset about leaving. He wanted to stay and play longer. I'm trying not to take that personally.

On the car ride home, Chase asked if he could go back to school tomorrow. I guess that means he had fun, right?

Day 125 | The New Look of Lunch

Yep...here it is, the new and improved lunchtime routine for this trio. Notice I said improved and not simplified. However necessary the solids-introduction is, it is not the easiest or enjoyable process (or maybe that's just my perspective). It will get easier, I know that and for now I'll just appreciate how sweet it is that Robbe couldn't be more excited about expanding his diet.

And for those of you keeping track, Robbe had his six month well visit today and here are the stats: 
  • Weight: 17 lbs, 15 oz (60th percentile)
  • Length: 28.25 inches (98th percentile)
He's happy and healthy and even showed off some of his new skills to the doctor: sitting up, getting up on all fours and moving back to sitting up from the crawling position. Pretty impressive!

Day 124 | Going Places

Today is the day: this little peanut is six months old! I wouldn't say he's been a barrel of fun so far today but he's got the afternoon to make up for it. 

Robbe fun fact: he's the best snuggler. One of the many benefits of nursing is that I get to experience the extra-sleepy, extra-snuggly version of sweet Robbe. His little head fits just perfectly between my cheek and collarbone, melting my heart every time.

*A couple of notes:
1. This photo was taken before our trip to the library. I swear I did strap him into the carseat before we left.
2. The reason he wasn't strapped in yet was to show off his new District of Columbia onesie. It outlines all the District's neighborhoods and I'm obsessed with it. 

Day 118 | Read about Robbe

Aside from the last two days, Robbe goes highly underrepresented on the blog. I know! Poor little guy.

To remedy that, for the week leading up to his half birthday (woohoo!), I'll be posting photos of him and attempting to include a little tidbit that helps you get to know this little guy better. 

Today's fun fact about Robbe:

He loves/is obsessed with his dad. He gets a bit cranky at the end of the day before dinner lately and I think it's just because he's sick of me. Chris walks through the doors and he's all smiles again and is happy to sit and hang out in his dad's arms. It's very sweet (and I'm only slightly jealous). 

Day 115 | Berry Delicious

The sunshine was calling our name to the berry fields again this morning. We packed up and headed to Butler's Orchard...this time for their raspberry harvest. The temperature was a little warmer, the berries not quite as plentiful (but no complaints!), and the bees had found the raspberry bushes, too, but none of that inhibited our good time. I mean, is there anything more enjoyable than a beautiful morning with your beautiful family enjoying delicious berries? I think not. 

For those of you who remember Chase eating "just one" blueberry, this time he splurged and ate "just two" raspberries. His ability to underestimate must have developed early, because we're pretty sure he ate about as much as we brought home (2.5 pounds). 

Did I mention we stopped and got soft serve ice cream to eat with our fresh berries? Could this day get any better?

Day 113 | A Lunch Date

As often as we can manage we have a standing lunch date via FaceTime with my good friend, Mary Catherine, who moved to Cape Cod last fall. I'm grateful for the technology because I'm terrible at keeping in touch (sorry for all of you that have experienced this first hand!).

These little lunch dates make me happier than I can express. And Chase loves to join in and check on MC's puppy. Everyone is happy!


Day 111 | Surviving the Four Month Sleep Regression

This post has been a long time coming. At three months, Robbe went from a 5-6 hour first stretch to waking up every 1.5-2 hours.  I tried to stay status quo with our sleep strategy (no feeding until that 5-6 hour mark, rocking back to sleep, etc), but after five weeks (looking back...crazy!) I woke up one morning and just snapped.  Something had to change and I came up with a plan.

I'm happy to report that after a bit of a setback last week (thanks to Robbe's first cold), we've finally settled into a good stretch again. At this point, he's doing a 7.5-9 hour first sleep stretch (he wakes up just once to eat and goes back down for another several hours).  I've been hesitant to write anything about this upswing (I'm a big believer in jinxing) but at some point I have to be optimistic that we have officially survived the four month sleep regression.

He put up one heck of a fight along the way, but this is what I did to finally snap Robbe out of the 1.5-2 hour wakings that occurred for far too long:
  •  No more swaddle.  Cold turkey.  No looking back.
  • No more using the chair as a crutch.  For naps or bedtime.
  • Moved bedtime up from 9:30pm to 8:00pm (and now, closer to 7:45pm).  The later bedtime worked when he was a little guy, but not anymore.
  • Started letting him cry...just a bit.  It started with one morning nap.  I went in after five minutes of crying. Then I was going to let him go 10 more minutes.  He cried for eight and then fell asleep.  And he hasn't looked back since. Now, if he cries, it's for only a couple minutes max. I also give this ten minute buffer in the middle of the night if he wakes up before it's time to eat. More often than not, he falls back to sleep (by himself!) before the 10 minutes is up.
  • More morning naps at home. It's not always possible to be home long enough in the morning for Robbe to sleep in his own crib. I also have to keep our toddler occupied, right? My goal is to let him sleep at home at least a few times a week.  It doesn't seem to make much of an impact on his afternoon nap either way or his night sleeps, but regardless it's good for him.
  • Tummy time. In the middle of this strategy shift, Robbe started rolling over from back to tummy. I would put him down on his back but once he got worked up enough, he would flip over then fall right asleep.  I took this as nature's way of telling me he was ready to start sleeping on his tummy. What a difference!
 It took about a week of this strategy to really turn the corner but it felt different immediately.  I could tell we were making progress right from the start.  He needed to teach himself how to fall asleep and that's what I wasn't teaching him how to do. I thought he was too young to let cry but, honestly, I didn't see any other option at the end.  And the outcome (such a short cry-time right off the bat) confirmed that we (I use I a lot in this post, but make no mistake, Chris was by my side throughout this madness) made the right choice.

I'm not writing this as any fool-proof survival guide but it worked for us.  Mostly, I just wanted to chronicle my journey through this terribly difficult time just in case I have a friend that's going through a similar challenge in the future.

Have we conquered the last of Robbe's sleep problems? Probably not. Is it all smooth sailing on the child-rearing front from here on out?  Definitely no.  Do I feel a ton of relief knowing that we managed to cross this first major hurdle.  Darn right.