Reflecting....
Phase I
The first four weeks of EG's little life she co-slept with us. She snuggled up to M and was slid over to me to nurse and then slid back to sleep with M. I will never regret co-sleeping with her when she was so tiny. It just felt right to have that little animal nested in between us.
Phase II
We moved to formula and the co-sleeper. EG would sleep for about 3 hours and then eat, rock, and then back in the co-sleeper.
Phase III
The move to the crib. As an infant, she slept like jesus, arms straight out to her sides and the co-sleeper wasn't wide enough to accommodate that position. So, then it was feed, rock, and put down in the spacious crib. This is where the 7:40 p.m. started. She slept well and mainly woke to eat. Around 10 weeks, she slept all night for about two weeks.
7:40 p.m. (DST) / 6:40 p.m. (CST)
At seven weeks old EG started predictably falling asleep at 7:40 p.m. Feed her, rock her, and she would pass out at that time -- everyday. When the time fell back, so did EG to 6:40 p.m. It hasn't changed in over 7 months.
Phase IV
This was by far the hardest phase. Around 3.5 months, EG's sleep went to hell. She was ALWAYS asleep by 7:40 p.m., but she woke up, ate at crazy times, had periods of awake time during the night, etc... It lasted until about 7.5 months. Now, during those four months there were periods of calm and progress, but it was very unpredictable and stressful.
Phase V
After one night of CIO (30 minutes of fussing...not screaming), EG slept through the night. She has done that for almost two months now. I would say that every 2 weeks or so we have a night that isn't perfect, but overall they are great. She still falls asleep 6:40 p.m. every single night.
The Rocking: During phases II and IV the rocking was constant. It would take hours to rock that girl to sleep. Feed, rock, change, repeat. At times it felt like you were chained to the rocker. However, I still rock her to sleep.
It doesn't take more than a few minutes and she easily transitions to her crib from my arms. I read about 100 books that told me not to rock her, but we are only having one child, we have the time, and we all enjoy it. We will continue to rock until one of us decides that it is time to stop. I assume that will be Phase VI.
E-
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
9 Month update -- 1 week late
EG is so close to taking a few steps you can feel it. She has take a step or two here or there, but she really doesn't get it yet. She can stand still for 15 seconds by herself. She can climb the entire flight of stairs quite proficiently. She has gotten taller and she has grown some hair, mainly in the back. She has six teeth and she is working on 7 and 8. She is very good at feeding herself. She can squat to pick things up and stand back up. She will look in things and under things for hidden objects. She has speeds of crawling. There is slow. There is purposeful. Then there is duck the head and haul booty.
She gives hugs to everything thing. She waves and says, "bah". She is in love with the dog. This is the most important develop lately. She stalks the dog every moment of the day. She will follow the dog into a dark room to pat her and give the dog hugs. The dog is trying to handle this well. She knows the garage door means someone is home.
She is trying to become a dishwasher repair person. She must inspect each corner of every rack. She can hear the dishwasher open from several rooms away. This results in the head down haul booty crawl to the kitchen. She is loving taking anything and everything out of its container (drawers, laundry baskets, boxes, cabinets, etc...). She loves to stand in our front windows and watch all the people in the neighborhood.
She sleeps through the night. She eats much better with more food variety. She thinks her passie is funny, but still only uses it to fall asleep. She loves to smile for the camera.
E and m
She gives hugs to everything thing. She waves and says, "bah". She is in love with the dog. This is the most important develop lately. She stalks the dog every moment of the day. She will follow the dog into a dark room to pat her and give the dog hugs. The dog is trying to handle this well. She knows the garage door means someone is home.
She is trying to become a dishwasher repair person. She must inspect each corner of every rack. She can hear the dishwasher open from several rooms away. This results in the head down haul booty crawl to the kitchen. She is loving taking anything and everything out of its container (drawers, laundry baskets, boxes, cabinets, etc...). She loves to stand in our front windows and watch all the people in the neighborhood.
She sleeps through the night. She eats much better with more food variety. She thinks her passie is funny, but still only uses it to fall asleep. She loves to smile for the camera.
E and m
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
#6
Tooth #6 is just killing us. She isn't sleeping right or eating right. The gum is swollen and angry looking.
Her other 5 teeth took about 3-5 days each.....
This one is just forever...
Her other 5 teeth took about 3-5 days each.....
This one is just forever...
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Well it had to happen
Last night at 12:15 a.m. EG woke up crying for the first time in almost a month. She has drool rash that is bugging her and we didn't want her to get overheated so M went to her immediately.
Moments later I see M and EG standing next to me in our room. M saying, "She has a fever." I reach for the baby and touch her and yes, she has a fever. We find the thermometer and discover she is running at about 100.1 degrees. We issue the Tylenol. We begin to rock. EG drinks 6 ozs of milk (she never eats at night anymore), we check and the fever is going down, and she drifts back to sleep by 1:15 a.m. She slept until her normal wake up time of 5:30 a.m., but she is whining this morning and not interested in eating.
We survived. She is fine. I am sure mothers all over the world have done this, but is was our first time.
Moments later I see M and EG standing next to me in our room. M saying, "She has a fever." I reach for the baby and touch her and yes, she has a fever. We find the thermometer and discover she is running at about 100.1 degrees. We issue the Tylenol. We begin to rock. EG drinks 6 ozs of milk (she never eats at night anymore), we check and the fever is going down, and she drifts back to sleep by 1:15 a.m. She slept until her normal wake up time of 5:30 a.m., but she is whining this morning and not interested in eating.
We survived. She is fine. I am sure mothers all over the world have done this, but is was our first time.
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