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grumpy monster

grumpy monster

motherhood has been springing a couple of surprises my way ever since Ollie turned nearly two weeks ago. wait a min..has two weeks flown by already???

WTH.

Ollie’s verbal vocab has grown a fair bit to saying: door, no (“doh?”), yes (“ies”), throw (“doh!”), down, keys, milk (“mioh?”), go. We are at the stage of identifying every object that he points at, and then explaining what it is, what it does..etc. A little tiring..but hey, whatever works eh? He occasionally uses signs together with his words. It is taking him awhile to nod his head, but shaking his head definitely isn’t a problem. *grumbles* In fact, he is too good at it. He has got a new sign that I have yet to figure out what it means. It kinda looks like the hand wave you do when doing the Hawaiian hula. It’s a cross between “no” and something else. Gaah.

Sleep-wise..we seem to be getting better at it. Ever since the doc gave him meds for his cough & cold that made him drowsy. 2 hourly nursings extended to 4-hourly in the early part of the nights and then 2.5 hourly. And the best part was that it appears Ollie is happy to le Donald put him down for the night again! Yaaay!! The surprising part for the past couple of days is that Ollie would not fall asleep at the breast or in the carrier (unless reaaally tired or we are out), but would fall asleep in his cot half asleep. He would fuss, arch his back a little, and when we placed him in the cot, he would fall asleep almost immediately or needed to be patted for awhile before he fell asleep.

Too early to say if he is self-weaning..so let’s not jinx it. haha. We are still semi co-sleeping, as in we co-sleep for part of the night only. Donald has been enjoying it, to the extent of being happy to wake up later and paying ERP just so he can have a cuddle with Ollie in bed. Haha. Hmm, maybe the smell of Donald is rubbing off on Ollie that’s why it is easier for Donald to put him to sleep. Ah hah!

But ever since he fell sick last week, his appetite has gone mad. No longer is he happy to finish or even eat his rice porridge. He would eat a max of maybe 1/4 of the normal serving and that was that. I was worried that he wasn’t eating enough so I gave him his rice crackers and Cheerios which he was happy to eat. Oh yes..he started off with eating ONLY if the oatmeal or rice porridge was accompanied with a Cheerio. -_-” “Oh hey, have some chicken with a Cheerio” Then it became “nup..not having any of that rice porridge thing at all” Pffffffffpt. Soon it became I only want to eat some of what mommy & daddy are eating.

I guess I got my wish…somewhat. I had been somewhat grousing to D that I wished Ollie could start eating some of my food so that I wouldn’t have to lug that container of porridge out when we go out. And what am I doing now? Worrying that the monster is not having enough. So I read up AGAIN and found out that some kids around Ollie’s age would not eat a lot because they are more interested in running around. Ain’t nobody got time for eating! Ok..which made me not so worried. He was still breastfeeding well, and still eating somewhat, so I should be happy with that.

And then!! Horrors..the monster started climbing. On Monday, whilst he was having his usual run around the house, he decided to show his daddy that “I can climb up the sofa all by myslf!” Sigh..guess it is an open door policy with the play yard already. I would still close the gate if I have to do some laundry and chores which requires me to be away from him, and he may fuss a little but will still be pretty much happy to stay inside. The rest of the times he is just wandering around the house, being busy dragging bags, playing with his toy cars, pulling the blinds, and digging into the cats’ food bowl *facepalm*.

Better now than later I guess. so what other surprises are there? Bring it on!! =P

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10m3wks

12/12/12

12/12/12

Can’t believe we are 10 days to the end of the year. The year just seemed to fly by, and I can barely remember the later days of being very pregnant, and the early days of handling a newborn. These days it’s more about alternating between “don’t do that!…oh what the heck, yes, throwing the avocado on the floor does make that sound” and “No! Don’t go near the fan, it’s dangerous!”

Mostly that kind of conversations. Of course we have a lot more fun than just those. Heh. Lots of picture book pointing, and identifying the objects. It’s pretty amazing how the verbal skills haven’t kicked in but the cognitive skills have. Can’t say “cat”? Points to picture of cat in his picture book. He does try to give me some advance warning to the things he does, or wants to do. “DOH!!!” usually means “throw”, “moh” means “more”, “eh!!” & lifting an item towards you means to repeat the action, “cad” means “cat”.

Ollie identifies his toys by how we have described it to him, or the sounds it makes. So getting him to bring his nursery rhymes book to you requires you to probably sing one of the rhymes or say the instructions it give (“turn the page”). And he is starting to imitate. Which is funny and annoying, depending on what he is imitating. Just the other night, he imitated his godpa clearing his throat. So the two sillies were clearing their throats at each other for about 10 mins. -_-”

He is pretty confidently mobile now. He can walk long distances (in baby distance haha) and will object to being picked up unless distracted. I have “threatened” him by saying he needs to hold my finger when he walks otherwise I will pick him up. He has complied with it, but I do occasionally let him wander off a little on his own and he will obligingly come back to me when he is done with his “exploration” (usually standing on a different coloured tile or a bumpy surface”.

His sleep patterns have changed again. For the past week or so, he has gone from 2-3 hourly feeds to mostly 4 hourly feeds. The first two nights caught me unaware and I wasn’t used to THAT much sleep. I know my boobs definitely weren’t. It gradually extended after Ollie allowed Donald to put him down to sleep at night. Since then, Donald now puts Ollie to sleep after he has nursed and today, there is almost no fuss, and Ollie falls asleep quickly too. Is he then self-weaning??

It seems like we are close to establishing some routines, and yet taking a few steps back when we hit a change. Is that what parenting is all about? There will be a couple of new changes in the next few weeks, with Ollie having his dinner earlier, and I do intend to bring his bedtime forward (family members, please be warned hor). We’ll see how things pan out then.

 

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that nursing issue

ohhh how I struggle with this one. the big bad struggle between my needs and Ollie’s needs.

Lately I revisited this issue of nursing Ollie to sleep versus not nursing him to sleep. The 2-hourly feeds thing had me exhausted and at my wits end at one point, and I thought maybe weaning him off nursing to sleep might help him “learn” how to self-soothe in the middle of the night and not wake up to nurse.

To assuage my guilt, I convinced myself that at least I was not letting him cry it out alone in the cot. I was talking, patting, holding, cuddling, singing and rocking him to sleep. All .except nursing. The first few nights took us about almost an hour before he finally fell asleep, in between fussing and crying. The next few nights got easier, and at one point, he would settle down in about 15 minutes.

Did that mean it helped with the self-soothing? Yes and no.

Ollie did sleep somewhat longer, from 8.30pm till about 12.30am – 1am. But like I wrote in a previous entry, it could be due to the changes in his naps. And there were some nights where he would self-soothe. He would whimper, fuss a little, roll around his cot a little and then settled back into sleep. But was it a result of not nursing to sleep? I do not know.

All that not-nursing to sleep thing went out of the window over the weekend when Ollie’s naps were screwed up. Which meant he would only have two 30min naps that ended at 2-3pm ish and he would not have another nap, or rather we tried not to let him nap so he would sleep earlier instead of later. Last night we revisited the 2-hourly nursing again. Meh.

Tonight, I was somewhat adamant that I would not nurse him to sleep..and finally all that fussing each time he went to bed got to me. I had to rethink why did I want to put Ollie through all that fussing and crying to put him to sleep. And I caved.

Ollie: 1, Mama: 0.

Suddenly it felt right to watch my son quietly nurse to sleep, and fall asleep calmly. I actually missed him nursing quietly. The nursing when he wakes thing somehow didn’t work for us. He would get distracted and if anything, I felt he was nursing lesser because he was distracted. Which probably meant lesser milk..oh noes!

So..conclusion. We are back on the nursing to sleep journey. Next time I have a whinge about nursing Ollie to sleep, please bitchslap me and remind me why I am doing this again. =D