Isaac has been sleeping in our room for the past 3 months and I am starting to wonder if it's time to move him to a crib in his own room down the hall. He wakes up a couple times at night to eat.
So, here are the questions for all of you more experienced parents out there. At what age did you move your baby into a crib? What about into his own room?
And lastly, on a somewhat related note, how many of you did any kind of sleep training? If you did, what age did you start it and what method did you use?
Okay, thanks in advance for your shared wisdom.
Monday, January 31, 2011
Saturday, January 29, 2011
A Wreath Tragedy
Remember my cute wreath?
It's not so cute any more. Turns out 62 degree weather and a south facing front door do not mix well with hot glued Lima beans. I should have taken a picture, but I didn't.
I came home from lunch with friends and was in my living room with Isaac. I kept hearing little things drop and initially thought the markers off my white board had fallen. But it kept happening and we don't have that many markers. It took me a second to realize I was hearing the beans from the wreath falling to the ground. The hot glue was melting in the heat leaving a mess at my front door.
So now I have a wreath that needs fixed and a new, less hot, home. And I have hot glue streaks on my front door that I'm not sure how to remove.
Stupid crafty wreath!
It's not so cute any more. Turns out 62 degree weather and a south facing front door do not mix well with hot glued Lima beans. I should have taken a picture, but I didn't.
I came home from lunch with friends and was in my living room with Isaac. I kept hearing little things drop and initially thought the markers off my white board had fallen. But it kept happening and we don't have that many markers. It took me a second to realize I was hearing the beans from the wreath falling to the ground. The hot glue was melting in the heat leaving a mess at my front door.
So now I have a wreath that needs fixed and a new, less hot, home. And I have hot glue streaks on my front door that I'm not sure how to remove.
Stupid crafty wreath!
Thursday, January 27, 2011
The Magical Month
I can't tell you how many times I have heard "it will get better" since Isaac was born. And most of those people were specific in saying things got better at "12 weeks" or "3 months."
Well, we are officially at that magical 3 month mark. I'm not sure there was any overnight kind of change like some people talked about, but all in all, things have gotten better. At least in some ways. Like the more routine days. More time between feedings. Less crying overall. Way more smiles and interaction.
So, in honor of Isaac's three months of life, here is a list of things I adore about my son and some of his accomplishments. Because let's face it, my son is a genius. :) But I also want to be realistic so I'm including the few things that I like less too.
Things I like less:
1. Still waking up 2 times at night to feed him.
2. He has started crying in his sleep during nap times. Sometimes just a whimper and then back to sleep, sometimes full on wailing and still asleep or it wakes him up prematurely. Definitely not my favorite.
3. Crying before nap times and bed time. He used to go to sleep relatively peacefully, not so much any more. Not my favorite.
Things I Can't Get Enough Of:
1. I love his smile. Seriously, can't be beat. I love when he smiles at something he did and when he smiles at his dad. But mostly I love when he looks at me and breaks out a big grin. I especially love it when it comes first thing in the morning or as I'm putting him to sleep at night. Makes the crying times worth it.
2. I love all the fun noises he makes. He goos and blows raspberries and makes high pitched squeals of excitement. And they are all adorable.
3. I love that he is a social baby. He has to be where the action is and likes to be a part of it. He loves people. I guess in someways I also hate this because it sure does make it difficult to put him to sleep at church or when there is a lot going on. But I think he gets it from me and so I kind of love it.
4. I love watching him explore new things and develop new skills. He can now hold his rattle and other toys quite well. I think I even saw him pass the rattle from one hand to another but I can't be sure. He loves to put things in his mouth and is a huge drooler. He mostly hates his "tummy time" so he probably doesn't get nearly as much as he should, but when he is on his stomach he demonstrates his desire for mobility. He doesn't just lay there, that is for sure. He has been known to start getting up on his knees with his butt in the air. He can't support any of his weight on his arms so he mostly ends up with his face in the blanket from the force of his legs. It's pretty funny. He is getting pretty good at holding his head up and raising on his arms a little though. He has great leg strength and prefers to be standing when held.
5. I love his bright blue eyes with super long lashes. He gets lots of compliments about those eyes.
6. I love his double chin and chubby cheeks. I can't stop kissing those cheeks.
7. I love when he falls asleep while eating and has his arm rested gently on my chest. I love holding him when he is asleep, though I try not to do that as often as I used to. I love him asleep on my shoulder.
8. I love his pleasure with himself after he poops. I know that sounds weird. But, he is so funny because he will freeze, take care of business, and then grin in sheer delight. It's awesome.
9. I'm not sure I love this but it does make me a little excited. Sometimes, when he is asleep mostly, I can see the little boy in my baby. I can just see what he will look like at 2 and 3 years old. It makes me sad to know how fast time goes by yet makes me excited for the fun little boy he will become.
But for now I will just enjoy the adorableness of this 3 month old baby.
PS. For those interested in stats, I weighed Isaac today and he is 13 pounds 8 ounces.
Well, we are officially at that magical 3 month mark. I'm not sure there was any overnight kind of change like some people talked about, but all in all, things have gotten better. At least in some ways. Like the more routine days. More time between feedings. Less crying overall. Way more smiles and interaction.
So, in honor of Isaac's three months of life, here is a list of things I adore about my son and some of his accomplishments. Because let's face it, my son is a genius. :) But I also want to be realistic so I'm including the few things that I like less too.
Things I like less:
1. Still waking up 2 times at night to feed him.
2. He has started crying in his sleep during nap times. Sometimes just a whimper and then back to sleep, sometimes full on wailing and still asleep or it wakes him up prematurely. Definitely not my favorite.
3. Crying before nap times and bed time. He used to go to sleep relatively peacefully, not so much any more. Not my favorite.
Things I Can't Get Enough Of:
1. I love his smile. Seriously, can't be beat. I love when he smiles at something he did and when he smiles at his dad. But mostly I love when he looks at me and breaks out a big grin. I especially love it when it comes first thing in the morning or as I'm putting him to sleep at night. Makes the crying times worth it.
2. I love all the fun noises he makes. He goos and blows raspberries and makes high pitched squeals of excitement. And they are all adorable.
3. I love that he is a social baby. He has to be where the action is and likes to be a part of it. He loves people. I guess in someways I also hate this because it sure does make it difficult to put him to sleep at church or when there is a lot going on. But I think he gets it from me and so I kind of love it.
4. I love watching him explore new things and develop new skills. He can now hold his rattle and other toys quite well. I think I even saw him pass the rattle from one hand to another but I can't be sure. He loves to put things in his mouth and is a huge drooler. He mostly hates his "tummy time" so he probably doesn't get nearly as much as he should, but when he is on his stomach he demonstrates his desire for mobility. He doesn't just lay there, that is for sure. He has been known to start getting up on his knees with his butt in the air. He can't support any of his weight on his arms so he mostly ends up with his face in the blanket from the force of his legs. It's pretty funny. He is getting pretty good at holding his head up and raising on his arms a little though. He has great leg strength and prefers to be standing when held.
5. I love his bright blue eyes with super long lashes. He gets lots of compliments about those eyes.
6. I love his double chin and chubby cheeks. I can't stop kissing those cheeks.
7. I love when he falls asleep while eating and has his arm rested gently on my chest. I love holding him when he is asleep, though I try not to do that as often as I used to. I love him asleep on my shoulder.
8. I love his pleasure with himself after he poops. I know that sounds weird. But, he is so funny because he will freeze, take care of business, and then grin in sheer delight. It's awesome.
9. I'm not sure I love this but it does make me a little excited. Sometimes, when he is asleep mostly, I can see the little boy in my baby. I can just see what he will look like at 2 and 3 years old. It makes me sad to know how fast time goes by yet makes me excited for the fun little boy he will become.
But for now I will just enjoy the adorableness of this 3 month old baby.
PS. For those interested in stats, I weighed Isaac today and he is 13 pounds 8 ounces.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
For Trine
Here's a link for the tutorial on the wreath. But I'm hesitant to post it because then you will see how crappy mine actually is. So promise you won't make any judgements and you can see the instructions.
The wreath tutorial.
The wreath tutorial.
She's Crafty
Has anyone ever seen that show..."She's Crafty?" I watch it occasionally, I'll admit. But mostly I think it's annoying. And I think it's annoying because the "she" of "She's Crafty" is annoying. I was once told I was similar to the "She's Crafty" host. I'm not sure how I feel about that. And I apologize to any of you that I may annoy in the same fashion as that host annoys me.
But, I AM crafty. Or at least sometimes try to be. Here's the proof.
And let's hope our crafty natures is where the similarities end.Seriously, "she's" annoying.
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Date Night
Since Isaac was born Jacob and I haven't really been out on an official "date." Yes, we have spent a lot of time together, but nothing like our dates before Isaac. But last night we went out. Sure Isaac came along, but we got out of the house on a Friday night. And it felt good. We didn't do anything spectacular. We didn't even really do anything that took hours and hours. But, I had a good time just the same.
When I was pregnant a frozen yogurt place opened near our home. We had never really tried it because I was paranoid that it wasn't pasteurized and I wouldn't be able to eat it in my pregnant condition. (What wasn't I paranoid about when I was pregnant?!?) So, we went yesterday. It's one of those places that has tart yogurts and loads of different toppings and you pay by the ounce. It was delicious. I'd totally go again. And Isaac slept the whole time so Jacob and I were able to have good conversation and enjoy each other's company. Something we hadn't done in awhile.
And definitely something I look forward to doing again soon.
When I was pregnant a frozen yogurt place opened near our home. We had never really tried it because I was paranoid that it wasn't pasteurized and I wouldn't be able to eat it in my pregnant condition. (What wasn't I paranoid about when I was pregnant?!?) So, we went yesterday. It's one of those places that has tart yogurts and loads of different toppings and you pay by the ounce. It was delicious. I'd totally go again. And Isaac slept the whole time so Jacob and I were able to have good conversation and enjoy each other's company. Something we hadn't done in awhile.
And definitely something I look forward to doing again soon.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Getting So Big
My son is getting so big. When we got back from Christmas he was eating like he was newborn again. Not kidding, he was eating every two hours. No wonder he put on a pound or so in a week and a half, right?!?
This one is actually from last night. But he looked too adorable in the red outfit that is a size 3-6 months...he's outgrowing his clothes.
He is 12 weeks today so I took a photo. Or 20.
This one is actually from last night. But he looked too adorable in the red outfit that is a size 3-6 months...he's outgrowing his clothes.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Christmas and New Years
Though I was somewhat worried (go figure) about traveling with a two month old, Jacob and I spent Christmas with my entire family this year. It was wonderful! Isaac traveled like a dream. He had a couple rough days when we first arrived and then settled into a fantastic routine.
Here are some of the highlights of our first Christmas as family of three, and of all the Carter madness that ensues when all of us get together. It's a lot of people...Mom and Dad Carter, 8 of their children and spouses, and 11 grandchildren. Good, good times!
Here are some of the highlights of our first Christmas as family of three, and of all the Carter madness that ensues when all of us get together. It's a lot of people...Mom and Dad Carter, 8 of their children and spouses, and 11 grandchildren. Good, good times!
Loving the lights at our house.
Christmas with the Brunson side of the family came a little early with dinner at Sarah and Kevin's and skyping Grandma and Grandpa Brunson.
Christmas morning.
Newest cousin-Hannah.
Though Isaac looks like his daddy, this picture is evidence he is a little bit me too. I sleep with my fist like that all the time.
All the Carter grandkids together.
The travel back to our home went well too. But Isaac has not adjusted so well to being home. It's been a tough week. He won't take his pacifier any longer and he screams most times I try to get him to sleep. He did have his two month check up and it turns out he may have an ear infection. That might explain some of the fussiness. He also got shots which was maybe more traumatic for me than him. At two months he is weighing in at 11.8 pounds and is 23.5 inches long.
And he is still really stinking cute.
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