Merry Christmas for Judah in week eighteen! We had a wonderful Christmas celebrating with family and friends…except for the fact that Jake was SUPER sick. He is getting better now, but unfortunately, had to miss some of the Christmas extravaganza. And of course (as luck would have it…our family can thank us later), both boys now have fevers…who knows!?! We think Hugh’s is related to teething (yeah for the two year molars) and not sure with Judah…just running a little hot. Hopefully, we will all be healthy soon! Judah got to experience his first Christmas Festivus! Honestly, he slept for the majority of the fun – it was nice to be able to lay him down wherever and he would sleep…for night-time, he rocks the sleeping! And, we didn’t really get him anything since he is only four months old…don’t worry; we haven’t scarred him for life or anything. We are so thankful that Judah is part of our family and was able to spend Christmas with us! He is the best present our family was given this year!
So, what did week eighteen bring? Well, obviously…it brought his first Christmas! As stated above, he slept thru the majority of the festivities. He napped so much better this past week…praise God! Yes, he is still in the swing…and yes, we are okay with it…and yes, we know what all the books say about it. He does so much better when he gets a good nap…so, we’ll break the swing naps later. He is starting to grab a lot more at things and is really starting to enjoy toys. Unfortunately for him, his big brother tends to like every toy that he is playing with…such a shock. He likes to pull hair…hard…glad I got mine cut, but he’ll still pull it whenever he gets the chance. He also does this really sweet thing where he grabs the top of your shirt when you are holding him…so sweet. He still tries to eat his hands every chance he gets and sucks his thumb a lot…I know it can be a bad habit, but it is so cute. I get a little nervous for when he has teeth…I honestly think he may bite one of his fingers off. Also, he will take a Nuk – the Nuk brand, not the Soothie, but it is rare…but he’ll do it when he is really tired and just wants to sleep, but he won’t wake up when the nuk drops…which is wonderful (we always had to play the drop and replace game with Hubey). He LOVES his milk (finally someone who appreciates my hard work…my brutally painful, hard work!)…he actually starts kicking his legs and waving his arms when he sees his bottle and if you take away his bottle before he is done…he gets MAD. Just such a huge change for us – Hubey NEVER got excited – he HATED it. We love that he is an eater and is such an efficient eater…so nice. Nope, still haven’t started rice cereal…don’t think he needs it yet (even though some people think he is starving all the time), but Jake wants to start him on it…so, I see it happening very soon. He had his four month appointment – he weighs 15lbs. 2oz. (50%) and is 24.5in. (75%)…almost a pound more than Hubey at this age (he weighed more than a pound less than Hubey at birth) and about an inch shorter than Hubey…so, short and round…and jolly…just like Santa Claus. We are glad he is so healthy and such a good eater! He did well with his shots – not too much crying, but lots of complaining for the rest of the day…and a fever. Hopefully, he’ll feel better tomorrow. He also received a referral to be examined for plagiocephaly, which is a head shape deformity. Normally, they can be corrected by a band that he would wear for around twelve weeks…we don’t love the idea, but know God is in control over all things. We are familiar with the condition and the band since one of our nephews was diagnosed with this condition and had to wear the band. We realized when it rains it pours…this for Judah and surgery for Hubey for a hernia…like we stated above, God is in control and is so faithful to our family! Overall, Judah is doing great and he is the best Christmas gift!
We hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas! We pray everyone knows the true gift of Christmas, which is salvation in Jesus Christ. All the toys and stuff fade into nothing, but the love of our Saviour is eternal!
(FYI…taking pics of your baby after a long day and shots in a Santa suit is never a good idea.)
Well, it has been better this week…the napping that is…in week seventeen, not 100%...and some days are better than other days…for sure. And yes, possibly I busted out the swing again…a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do. Some people would say I lost the last two weeks of sleep training by bringing the swing back out…oh, well…that is how we roll and we are okay with it. I am still just trying to figure it all out. I appreciate the lots of wisdom that I have been given the last week and the resources I have looked at…very appreciative of it all. I realized God knows when my little guy needs to sleep for my sanity…on crazy, busy days when I have a million things going on (and lots of people over)…he sleeps…praise God! I also realized that I would have nothing to write about on my blog if I didn’t have some diatribe…not eating with Hubey and now it is not sleeping with Judah. Got to have something to write about…always. Thanks to you all for the prayers – we appreciate them!
So, what did week seventeen bring? Well, it brought his first sleepover with his cousins…not sure if he really noticed all the craziness, but I know he has lots of love for his crazy cousins. They are all very sweet with him. He is really starting to notice when we are eating and drinking – starting to reach and grab for it…just the other day, he grabbed a tamale right off my plate…love my spicy baby. However, I still think we are going to wait another couple of months before we start the solids. We’ll see what the doctor recommends, but I am leaning towards the delay. He is starting to play more…well, as much playing that one can do while lying on their backs all day. He has started reaching for whatever he can when he is sitting in his Bumbo...on the counter (shame on us, I know). He loves to just stare at people until they look at him…so cute. We are actually starting to think he may have blue eyes (fingers crossed). He seems fine with tummy time now and normally will always roll over to his back. He is trying so hard to roll to his tummy…I think it is a few weeks out. He still has a love affair with his hands (glad to see he still has all ten fingers) and I hear myself say several times a day that life would be easier if he would just take a pacifier…not going to happen…ever…sad day. He drools…all day…think it has to do with the hands always in the mouth. He still spits up a lot, but he also eats a lot...he is appreciative of all my hard work with pumping (someone should be). Obviously, we are still trying to work on the best schedule for him…we’ll get there and I know that…so, I wait patiently (sometimes). Aside from his napping still not being the greatest, he is sweet…so sweet. I could seriously cuddle and love on this little boy all day…he makes it so easy. He has these cheeks that are so great – love the chubby cheeks! We have been so blessed by this little boy!
And what did week seventeen bring for me? My worst day ever. I broke one of the tubes on my pump…while pumping in the car…at church. It was fantastic. You see, for us EP’s (Exclusive Pumpers…yes, we have a name…google it), a tube breaking is tragic…positively tragic. Luckily, Babies-R-Us was right around the corner. Oh, they don’t sell Medela tubing…it can only be ordered from Medela…freaking out at this point. So, we race home to get my other pump (you see, our kids were still at church while we ran home…yep, we were that couple that drops their kids off at church for free childcare and then goes to run errands…we are thinking about doing it again…AND we needed to race back because Hugh was having a performance in his class and what type of parents would we have been if we missed it?!? Horrible ones!!!), but really don’t know if the other pump will work. Well, it did…so Mr. Pump #1 is back and badder than ever. However, new tubing is coming for Mr. Pump #2 (aka Super Pumper). So, all this to say that the crisis was adverted, but I kept saying to Jake that it was my worst day ever (obviously, it wasn’t)…oh, and we made it to Hugh’s performance…he was ah-mazing. Oh, and now I have so many pumps I don’t know what to do with myself. We are thankful for your prayers and so thankful for God’s grace in our lives!
Yep, more of the same…still crying during every nap at week sixteen. He had a couple of good days and we were hoping (and hoping) he was going to turn a corner, but he hasn’t…and he is still crying during every nap. It is sad and me (being the person that has to have a reason for everything) is determined to fix the problem. Looks like week seventeen could be a week of serious sleep training (have some ideas). Yes, I know he is not even four months yet, but this just doesn’t seem right to us (emphasis on “us”…may seem right to everyone else, but now us). So, we will work on the nap training…with lots of love. He is a great night sleeper still, which is a huge praise…just got to work on the naps. Besides the non-napping baby, Judah is great – sweet, sweet, sweet. We love this little boy so much and cannot imagine our family without him!
So, what did week sixteen bring? Well, obviously it continued to bring no solid naps…all cat naps (as stated above, we are working on getting past this). We have decided to eliminate the swing during naps because of the sleep training…that swing has been a good friend to us all (love our neighbors for letting us use it). He is really trying to move – he turns himself all over the place and wants to roll from his back to stomach so bad (think the first time he did it a couple of months ago was a fluke (or his big “helpful” brother did it for him) because it has never happened again). Not sure why he wants to roll over so badly since he doesn’t really enjoy his tummy time. Honestly, I think he just wants to be able to do more…sitting up would be great for him, but we still have a couple of months before we see any consistent sitting up. He does love the Bumbo though…change of scenery for him…one can only stare at ceilings for so long even if there is a moving fan. He is really trying to grab at objects more and it's only a matter of time before he starts going after the “community” toys (in Hubey’s world, those would be HIS toys)…Hugh may not think Judah is so great after that! He took his first bath with his big brother…think we have a definite shower baby on our hands, didn’t really love the bath like his big brother. We cannot believe we could have a rice cereal eater next week…not sure if we are going to start him yet, but we could if wanted…well, technically we could have already started him (because he is our baby and we can do what we want with him). He does stare at our food while we are eating…maybe it is a sign?!? He HATES his Prevacid…sigh…but we’ll keep giving it to him. I really started feeling this week like he wasn’t really wanting to be a “baby” anymore…clearly, he is still a baby, but you can already see him fighting for some independence (like is his brilliant choice not to nap). We have pretty much completely given up on the pacifier…guess he is not a Johnson baby (no oral fixation)…but he does LOVE his hands. I give him daily lessons on trying to figure out sucking on his thumb…as in I try to place it in his mouth for him…no, I don’t suck my thumb. He is such a wiggle worm…definitely don’t have a chill baby…so sad, why doesn’t the stork ever drop off a chill baby at our house? Why do we have to get all the “active” babies? Kidding, we love our active babies…but a chill baby would be nice…for sure. He is getting big and it is all happening too fast; this baby stage goes by so quickly. So, here is hoping to a more restful week…hoped for last week, but it didn’t get delivered…will not stop hoping (and praying)!
Thanks to you all for your prayers. I know God has calmed my heart this last week with patience and grace for a non-napping child. I still have a VERY long way to go and I continue to realize that I need to trust in God first before anything else. I am a firm believer that outside resources can always help, but just need to make sure my heart is always in the right place. God knows exactly what I need and when I need it…and what I need is to trust in Him. I am thankful for His incredible patience and grace…I wish I just had an ounce of it!
Here we are, week fifteen! Can you believe it?!? Week fifteen! And yes, our fifteen week old has become a TOTAL nap hater! A sad, but true statement over here in the Saylor house...sad, but true. Judah has decided he is way over naps and there is no convincing him…no convincing at all, sad…but true. He is still sleeping good at night (but will also cry out about forty minutes into sleeping), but naps are MISERABLE for us all. Where did my napping baby go?!? And where do I find him?!? I am trying really hard to be patient while waiting for this non-napping season to pass (it better pass), but it is HARD…really, really HARD. I think we were so spoiled on the front end with Judah – he was the BEST sleeper…and now, he isn’t…we were spoiled, so spoiled. So, we continue to pray for God’s wisdom and trust in Him, but it is hard sometimes…so hard. BUT, the week wasn’t miserable…we love our little guy and he is so sweet…just not napping. Ah, this too shall pass.
So, what did week fifteen bring? Well, besides the non-napping baby…it brought lots of smiles and more giggles! Judah is a happy guy even when he is not napping. He is getting better at playing on his mat and he loves to play in his bouncer and bat at the toys. He goes all crazy on them…pretty funny. Since he is a nap hater right now, we have tried to switch up his sleeping habits…so, we kicked his swaddle (we have committed to this one) and stopped the napping (or screaming…since there is no napping) in the swing (haven’t fully committed to this one yet…I would be more than willing to keep the swing naps if he would nap!). I am going a little crazy trying to figure out the “ideal” schedule…not sure if it exists, but I am searching to find it (and when I find it, I should document it…that would be the smart thing to do). I just don’t know what a schedule looks like for an almost four month old. (And yes, I know this is our second child, but Hugh never really had a great schedule.) Sometimes, these “seasons” can feel really long…really long, but I know they are so short. He continues to LOVE his older brother…even when he is laying on top of him. Hugh never gets old to Judah and I LOVE it. I’ll take all the sweetness now…not sure how it will all look in six months! We visited the doctor earlier in the week to figure out the screaming during naps and they have switched him to Prevacid – we’ll need to wait a week to see if this works for him. I really just wanted to bump up the Zantac dose, but the doctor we saw wasn’t having it. So, we switched meds…praying it helps. BUT really trying to put more of focus on God than a drug or doctor. We know God is faithful…we really don’t know that about anything else. We found out he is almost fourteen pounds…big boy! Looks like he is going to outgrow his brother by his four month appointment…we keep telling Hugh to watch out, Judah is going to be bigger than him! He LOVES himself the TV…awesome. We never let Hugh watch TV and now we have an addict on our hands with Judah…successful parenting at it’s best. We are finding out he is not a pacifier baby – still trying to figure out his thumbs, but would rather pass on any pacifiers (I have tried all kinds)…sad day, but at least I won’t have another two-year-old asking for his nukie all day long (yep, over a month later and Hugh still has very fond memories). Judah loves singing – he appreciates my amazing vocals. He is figuring life out…at fifteen weeks, there is a lot to figure out. (We hope he figures out naps.)
So, I am learning to be patient and not forget how INCREDIBLY blessed we are…even in a house of a non-napping infant and a non-stop sick two-year-old (yes, Hugh has been sick for over two weeks!). Sometimes, I can lose sight of the fact that God is so good to us…even when we are lost in the desert. We have so much to be thankful for – that is what I want to focus on…not on my agenda. My agenda may look really good (to me), but it isn’t always God’s plan (shocker). So, I stop and turn to focus on Christ and know that He will make my paths straight.