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Sleep, sleep, sleep

Earlier this month, Beatrice and I finally realized/accepted what our parenting advisors (that is, the grandparents) had been saying: Nyan wasn’t eating or sleeping quite enough. There were no health problems or anything like that, but he wasn’t having quite as much formula as he should – most of what we’ve read says he should be having between 20 and 30 ounces per day; he was around 20 – and he wasn’t getting the 16 hours of sleep recommended; he was getting more like 12 to 14 or so. That could impact his growth, and more immediately, it made for some very frazzled and exhausted parents. No good at all.

So we buckled down and got back to a schedule, a routine for his day. It goes something like this: up at 7, feed, play, nap at 9, up at 10, feed, play, nap around noon for an hour or 90 minutes, feed, play, go for a walk, nap, bath around 6, feed around 7, then down to sleep. Then give him another big feed around 11, not letting him fully wake up.

The routine isn’t perfect – his naps tend to be half an hour or so, but that’s better than the single 20-minute nap he was having on some days – but the more we try to keep to that schedule, the better it seems to work. And it’s working for sure: he’s now averaging 25 to 30 ounces of formula a day – right on target – and as for sleep, well, I’d estimate he’s now around 15 hours on most days. Not quite where he should be, but pretty close.

And best of all is the evenings: instead of him fussing and crying from 6 until finally passing out around 9 or 9:30, he’s now pretty much asleep by 7, and mostly sleeping through the evening. He’ll have a big feed at 11, and that’s it: knock on wood, but he’s slept through the night for at least the past week. That lets *us* sleep through the night, with remarkable results.

Getting up at 7 hasn’t quite worked out: he’s been mostly waking up around 5:30 or 6. We’ve been having him sleep in the bed with us – yes, I know, there’s a school of thought that says this is bad, but having him in his bassinette or even the crib in the other room just doesn’t work for this routine; we’ll get there – so from 5:30 until my alarm goes off around 6:30, he’ll lay there and make little noises. He’s bored, basically. He’s  patient, mostly, but I do find myself bargaining with him in my still-want-to-sleep daze: “Just half an hour more, please, then we’ll get up and play.” He goes along with that, mostly. Then we’ll get up, hang out on the couch for half an hour or so as I sip some coffee until I have to start my work from home routine. Some mornings Beatrice gets up around this time, other days she sleeps in. If she’s sleeping in, I’ll drag his little portable rocking bed thingie into the bathroom so I can keep an eye on him, and have conversations with him, while I shower; by 8:30 or so, as I’m getting ready to leave, he’s getting ready for a little nap, and he’ll sleep from 9 until 9:30 or so. Then it’s off for a day of fun and games with Mommy!

Nyan Thomas takes an afternoon siesta

It’s not fool-proof, but it’s a great improvement over what we had slipped into, which pretty much had him deciding when (or whether) to nap. And since he’s so alert and always wants to know what’s going on, he would never want to sleep, and so would be nap-free to the point of exhaustion. Then it was crying and fussing so much that he had trouble falling into a nap, even though he was tired.

The other downside is that he’s asleep by the time I get home from work at 7. This is a major downside, but it has to be this way for now.

In any case, if we’ve learned anything in three-and-a-half months of being parents, it’s that things change rapidly. So by tomorrow, who knows? Maybe this routine will no longer work at all. I sure hope not, and I kinda doubt it. But we’ll see.

Naptime! For Daddy. For Nyan, not so much.

Other new developments: he’s needier than ever when it comes to wanting cuddles pretty much all the time. We’re told this is normal for a baby his age, and we’re fine with that, except when, say, Mommy wants to do some cooking or cleaning while Daddy is at work. She straps him in to the Baby Bjorn, which helps, but it’d be nice to be able to put him on his play mat for an hour or so. He does spend time on there, but he also wants physical contact more than he did before. Although, let’s be honest: we are more than happy to oblige and give him lots of cuddles.

And the noises he makes continue to evolve. A new one is major crying bouts: crying not because he’s hungry or needs a clean diaper, but just because. He’s in a bad mood or something, but whatever the cause, he’s just wailing. Beatrice’s mom taught us a good technique that involves holding him upright against the chest – the so-called ‘recovery position’ while keeping his head upright, rubbing his back, and rocking or swaying constantly. Works like a charm – although, happily, this has only happened a couple times. Let’s hope that keeps up.

We don’t have a support network here in New York, which sucks, but thank god for parents and other experts who are just a phone call or Skype session away – that’s been an immense help.

 
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Posted by on November 13, 2011 in Uncategorized

 

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Random Musings

Apologies for the dearth of postings of late, folks. Beatrice and I swapped colds/mild flus for a while there, work’s been kicking my arse of late… excuses, excuses. Without further ado, a few random updates:

Coughing and other medical matters

Beatrice has had a cough for a little while now. It’s unfortunately normal for her that after she’s sick, she hangs on to a cough for a few weeks. The other morning, she was changing Nyan at 4 in the morning when she called out to sleeping me, in a voice sharp and worried enough to rouse me from sleep instantly (no small feat, that) and make me bolt upright in bed. “Nyan is coughing!” The fear being, of course, that she had somehow infected him with something or other. I checked him out; he looked fine, and I heard no coughing. So back to bed. Over the next day or so, she heard him cough a couple more times. I never did, and he has seemed 100% healthy, touch wood. So here’s my theory: babies are, of course, sponges, soaking up whatever they see around them. Nyan, I figure, was just mimicking his mommy, giving a little (harmless) cough every now and then. It makes a lot of sense to me, especially since he shows no sign of being ill, and his coughing is very infrequent.

Nyan did have his first unscheduled trip to the doc a couple weeks back when we woke up one morning and found a small boil on his rear end. The doctor was able to squeeze us (okay, Beatrice and Nyan; I had to work) in for an early appointment, and said it was nothing to worry about, though she did prescribe an antibiotic cream just to be sure. It went away within a couple of days, though it came back a few days ago; Nyan saw the doc for a regularly scheduled appointment this morning, and she says there’s no cause for alarm.

Also this morning: second round of vaccinations. Including one for meningitis. It’s crucial to do, of course, but the little guy does not care for the shots. Oh, he’s brave: he’s calm and quiet, cries out briefly when he’s pricked by the needle, but otherwise a perfect gentleman. This afternoon and evening, though, he was clearly feeling it. A little fussy, a little sore, a little unhappy. We gave him lots of cuddles and love, and after a four-hour nap he woke up and played with Daddy for a while in the evening, before crashing out for (we hope) the night. We expect the next couple of days to be rough as the vaccinations work their way through his little body.

Beyond that, touch wood, the boy seems healthy, happy, alert, and bright as ever. He’s now three months old, and 12 and a half pounds, roughly (we have the exact weight, I just don’t have it handy) – getting near to double his birth weight of seven pounds exactly. He’s already outgrown some of his newborn clothes too. I don’t know where he is in terms of percentiles and whatnot, but seems healthy and coming along quite nicely.

Grandma and Grandpa

I hinted at this in an earlier posting, but we had a nice (though brief) visit from Grandma and Grandpa L. a few weeks back. They had driven from Iowa to Virginia for a vacation, and decided to swing by New York on their way home. Only seven hours out of their way… They arrived on Friday afternoon and left late Sunday afternoon. So, too short, but wonderful to see them. Hard to say who enjoyed it more: the doting grandparents or the doted-upon young man. Mom and Dad enjoyed it as well, not just for the company, but also because they graciously agreed to watch Nyan on Saturday night while we went out to dinner together – our first date-esque evening since, well, two days before Nyan was born. Grandma L. is coming back in a few weeks, staying with us for five days or so during the week before Thanksgiving.

Speaking of travel: we’ve booked our holiday travel. Beatrice and Nyan are heading to London and Colchester in early December; I’ll follow a few weeks later, arriving on the red-eye on Christmas morning. I’ll be without them for three weeks, which I know will be very tough. Not looking forward to it one bit, frankly, if I can be selfish. But it’ll make Beatrice very happy to have her parents and brothers and sister and everyone around to help care for Nyan (and to have her mom feed her endless portions of homemade Burmese food!). And Nyan can meet the family members he hasn’t met yet, plus all of Beatrice’s friends. And we’ll have a nice week and a half in the UK once I arrive – mostly in Colchester, including Sharon and Chris’s wedding at New Years, but also some time in London.

Looking forward

On his daily jaunts around the neighborhood, Nyan doesn’t ride in the stroller that much nowadays, but rather is strapped to Mommy in the Baby Bjorn. He wasn’t enjoying facing her chest, so we’ve turned him around so he can see the world, and he seems to be loving the view. Or maybe he just loves the attention: without fail, Beatrice is stopped by any number of random strangers, oohing and aahing over how cute the boy is. The proud parents eat it all up, of course, and Nyan doesn’t seem to mind either.

Swimming and sleeping

Beyond all that, all is well. Nyan is sleeping through the nights fairly well; he’ll usually have a feed around midnight, then around 4ish, then again around 7 or 7:30, when I’m already up. That’s not bad, though we’re going to try to get him to eat a bit more at midnight in hopes of getting him to sleep the whole night through. He’s typically going to sleep around 8 or 9 these days; some days he fights it for a bit, other days he pretty much passes out soon after bathtime. We’ve added a new twist to bathtime too: every now and then, we’ll fill up the tub as if it’s for an adult… and then either mommy or daddy gets in, followed by Nyan. We make sure he’s perfectly safe, of course, but he LOVES it. He splashes, he waves his arms and legs as if he’s swimming, he smiles, just loves every second of it. Is this a sign that he’ll be a strong swimmer? We hope so. Daddy’s looking forward to teaching him to scuba dive.

Otherwise, we’re just enjoying hanging out with him, talking to him, whether in Burmese, English, or baby talk… and yes, the kid is a talker. Especially during the days, he’s babbling nonstop. We figure he thinks he’s actually communicating with us, and wonder what he thinks we’re saying when we make random gurgling noises at him. Other times, we think he seems a little frustrated when he’s babbling and gurgling and yet remains unable to clearly communicate. We recognize most of his cries and what they mean, and have gotten quite good at figuring out when he’s hungry, when he wants a cuddle, when he wants to be left alone, and when he needs a new diaper. Beatrice is especially good at interpreting those signals; I’m not nearly as far along, since I get to spend huge chunks of my days and weeks away from him, chained to an office in Midtown Manhattan. But I’ve got lots of picture of Nyan around my office now (yeah, I’m *that* guy at the office. Got a problem with that?), so even at my lowest, most stressful moments of the day, I can quickly remind myself why I’m working (hey, diapers and baby scuba lessons aren’t cheap!) and, especially, what’s waiting for me when I get home.

All for now. Will try to update this more frequently than I have been. Come back soon!

 
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Posted by on October 28, 2011 in Photos

 

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Up All Night

No, not really. But this’ll be a post about sleeping, or the occasional lack thereof.

That’s also the name of a new sitcom that we’ve watched a few episodes of. It’s got some Saturday Night Live veterans plus Christina Applegate, and it’s about a sorta-youngish couple going through the joys and struggles of having a new baby. One of the parents works, one stays home. (The father is even named Chris!) Hilarity ensues.

Okay, maybe not quite hilarity. It’s a new sitcom, and it’s clearly still trying to find its groove. Some kinda dumb plotlines. But there are some clever moments and some good satirical humor, and of course there are moments that speak to us, as new parents. Can’t imagine a non-parent would find it that compelling, but I’m sure there are worse things on television.

As for being up all night, Nyan continues to sleep pretty well through the night. Oh, he still fusses and fights sleep for a while in the evenings, but around 9pm or so he falls into a deep sleep. After that, it’s pretty much lights out for as long as we’re sleeping, except for a couple of wake-ups for feeding. Usually he’ll have a bottle around 8pm, then another around midnight or 1am, and then four hours after that, so either 4 or 5am. And that’s it. Not bad at all.

The procedure we try to follow is that on weeknights, Beatrice handles the overnight feeds, since I’m supposed to be resting up for work the next day, while I take them on the weekends so she can catch up on her sleep. It works pretty well, although this week Bea’s been fighting off a cold or something, in addition to a bad back, so I’ve grabbed a few overnight sessions. Like Tuesday night: I was a bit late in getting to bed – around 12:30 – and had just drifted off when Nyan started making the little crying noises that say he’s starting to get hungry. So I gave him a bottle and changed a diaper; and by the time I could finally fall asleep it was 1:30.

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Posted by on October 5, 2011 in Uncategorized

 

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Today’s videos:

A two-fer of videos today. Neither one has a whole lot going on (you’ve been warned!)

First up: young Nyan Thomas hanging out. Yawning. Making little noises. That’s about it.

 

And here we return to the Graco swing and find Nyan Thomas enjoying it as he naps. (I don’t think he opens his eyes this entire video.)

 
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Posted by on October 2, 2011 in Video

 

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