Love,
Ashley
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Pictures!
Love,
Ashley
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Traveling With a 2 Month Old: Proceed With Caution
Wow, what week we have had! We are now officially residing in Grain Valley, Missouri, a suburb outside of KC. Thursday our movers came to pack and load us. I had decided that it would be best if Wyatt and I headed up on our own that day so that we would be out of the way and have some privacy, as well as have access to a fridge to store my milk while ours was being packed and delivered. We headed out late that morning, and I was pretty nervous. I'd never traveled that long or far with him, let alone all by myself. Here's a little rundown of our road trip:
9:45am- Finish loading up the car with the (millions of) items that Wyatt would need for our stay and hit the road, with Lindsey Buckingham's Holiday Road playing in the background (I made that part up, but I have that song on my ipod and every time we travel I long to play it as a cheesy homage to Chevy Chase).
10:25am- Wyatt lets out grunts and pouts, indicating the pacifier that was in his mouth has fallen out. I grab the spare one in my diaper bag on the seat next to me and reach behind me like Stretch Armstrong until I find his mouth and pop it in. Score!
10:26am-Wyatt begins whining again because the 2nd pacifier has fallen out of his mouth. I reach behind, stand up in my seat, and do everything short of crawling back there to find one of them. And of course, the rest of his pacifiers are in a ziplock bag. In my suitcase. In the back of the trunk. Crap. Decide to find the nearest exit with a gas station to pull over.
10:28am- Pull over to exit and stop at red light. Wyatt is now silent (of course). Pull into gas station and open the back door to find him looking quiet and content. Grab the pacifiers anyway so that I am prepared for future potential freakouts. Thankfully he falls asleep.
11:30am- Arrive in Clinton, Missouri and make a pit-stop at Walmart. Proceed to feed him in the driver’s seat in the parking lot, followed by an extremely awkward diaper change in which he was lying on the passenger’s seat while I was still in the driver’s seat. Said prayers that: 1. There was no messy poo in his diaper; 2. He didn’t pee mid-change; 3. I didn’t get hit in the face by an explosive bowel movement. Prayers answered.
12:00pm- Call hotel to let them know we will be arriving a little after 1:30 and confirm that we can check in early. Am told that they will try their best but cannot guarantee it will be ready before 3:00.
1:40pm-Arrive at hotel. Room is not available. In a moment of sheer desperation, I ask if they have a conference room I can use to pump. They oblige, and I spend the next 30 minutes in there while Wyatt continues to sleep in his car seat.
2:30pm- Finally get into our room!
7:30pm- Keith arrives to help feed and entertain Wyatt so I can get a break and shower. He then goes back to our house to stay with the dogs for the night.
10:00pm- Lights out!
The next morning was Wyatt’s 2 month appointment with his new pediatrician. It required some critical planning ahead, but we made it on time! Wyatt did a great job while being examined. He weighed in at 12 lbs 2 oz and was 22.5 inches long. He is in the 53rd percentile for weight and 24th percentile for height. I guess his genes are catching up with him! I admit I was a little disappointed that he wasn’t still in a higher percentile for height, but really, this makes sense. Dad’s only 5’8” and Mom’s only 5’4”, so there is little chance you’ll ever see him playing for the Lakers. :)
Wyatt was not too happy about his shots, but I was able to get him calmed down in a matter of minutes. He was asleep by the time we left the office. However, by early evening it was obvious that he wasn’t feeling too great. I took his temperature twice and he didn’t have a fever, but I suspected his little legs were sore. At one point he began crying hysterically, so I decided to call the doctor’s office to ask about giving him some infant Tylenol. I was told that would be okay, so we gave him a small dose as quickly as we could. He quieted down shortly after and didn’t fuss again. Thank goodness! It pained me to see him crying like that. By Saturday morning he was back to his usual self.
We’re now getting settled into our new place. Keith’s beginning to be a pro at unpacking boxes and putting things away. After as many moves as we’ve made, you start to learn the best strategies for doing it!
I’ll try to post some current pics of Wyatt soon, but I just wanted to post an update about our move. Have a great week!
Love,
Ashley
9:45am- Finish loading up the car with the (millions of) items that Wyatt would need for our stay and hit the road, with Lindsey Buckingham's Holiday Road playing in the background (I made that part up, but I have that song on my ipod and every time we travel I long to play it as a cheesy homage to Chevy Chase).
10:25am- Wyatt lets out grunts and pouts, indicating the pacifier that was in his mouth has fallen out. I grab the spare one in my diaper bag on the seat next to me and reach behind me like Stretch Armstrong until I find his mouth and pop it in. Score!
10:26am-Wyatt begins whining again because the 2nd pacifier has fallen out of his mouth. I reach behind, stand up in my seat, and do everything short of crawling back there to find one of them. And of course, the rest of his pacifiers are in a ziplock bag. In my suitcase. In the back of the trunk. Crap. Decide to find the nearest exit with a gas station to pull over.
10:28am- Pull over to exit and stop at red light. Wyatt is now silent (of course). Pull into gas station and open the back door to find him looking quiet and content. Grab the pacifiers anyway so that I am prepared for future potential freakouts. Thankfully he falls asleep.
11:30am- Arrive in Clinton, Missouri and make a pit-stop at Walmart. Proceed to feed him in the driver’s seat in the parking lot, followed by an extremely awkward diaper change in which he was lying on the passenger’s seat while I was still in the driver’s seat. Said prayers that: 1. There was no messy poo in his diaper; 2. He didn’t pee mid-change; 3. I didn’t get hit in the face by an explosive bowel movement. Prayers answered.
12:00pm- Call hotel to let them know we will be arriving a little after 1:30 and confirm that we can check in early. Am told that they will try their best but cannot guarantee it will be ready before 3:00.
1:40pm-Arrive at hotel. Room is not available. In a moment of sheer desperation, I ask if they have a conference room I can use to pump. They oblige, and I spend the next 30 minutes in there while Wyatt continues to sleep in his car seat.
2:30pm- Finally get into our room!
7:30pm- Keith arrives to help feed and entertain Wyatt so I can get a break and shower. He then goes back to our house to stay with the dogs for the night.
10:00pm- Lights out!
The next morning was Wyatt’s 2 month appointment with his new pediatrician. It required some critical planning ahead, but we made it on time! Wyatt did a great job while being examined. He weighed in at 12 lbs 2 oz and was 22.5 inches long. He is in the 53rd percentile for weight and 24th percentile for height. I guess his genes are catching up with him! I admit I was a little disappointed that he wasn’t still in a higher percentile for height, but really, this makes sense. Dad’s only 5’8” and Mom’s only 5’4”, so there is little chance you’ll ever see him playing for the Lakers. :)
Wyatt was not too happy about his shots, but I was able to get him calmed down in a matter of minutes. He was asleep by the time we left the office. However, by early evening it was obvious that he wasn’t feeling too great. I took his temperature twice and he didn’t have a fever, but I suspected his little legs were sore. At one point he began crying hysterically, so I decided to call the doctor’s office to ask about giving him some infant Tylenol. I was told that would be okay, so we gave him a small dose as quickly as we could. He quieted down shortly after and didn’t fuss again. Thank goodness! It pained me to see him crying like that. By Saturday morning he was back to his usual self.
We’re now getting settled into our new place. Keith’s beginning to be a pro at unpacking boxes and putting things away. After as many moves as we’ve made, you start to learn the best strategies for doing it!
I’ll try to post some current pics of Wyatt soon, but I just wanted to post an update about our move. Have a great week!
Love,
Ashley
Friday, November 4, 2011
2 Months Old!
Today is Wyatt's 2 month birthday! He's grown and changed so much in the past month. I weighed him a few days ago and he was 11lbs 11oz. Holy moly! The last two nights he has actually slept from 11pm until 6am. I'm hoping this is a new pattern for him and not just a brief phase! Because of this, he has skipped his middle of the night feed. I've compensated by increasing his bottles to 5 oz and feeding 6 times a day instead of 7. So far it's working well. I'm able to pump more than he eats in a day, which is great. I'm hoping I'll be able to maintain my supply on fewer pumps and still keep up with him. That boy can eat!
In terms of development, Wyatt is doing really well. Just this week his occasional smiles have become much more common. It's so exciting to see him respond to us! I admit that a few weeks ago I was afraid he was either a sociopath or didn't like me since he wouldn't smile back at me. I am a freak of nature, I know. Wyatt's also gaining better neck control, and I try to do tummy time with him once or twice a day. Sometimes he's into it and other times not so much.
Next week Wyatt will have his 2 month appointment with his new doctor. I'm anxious to see what his height and weight are there. But I'm nervous about his shots. I hope he handles them okay and doesn't have a total meltdown (or me for that matter).
Here are the latest pics of our 2 month old:
If only you knew what I just did in my pants!
You talkin' to me?
Love,
Ashley
In terms of development, Wyatt is doing really well. Just this week his occasional smiles have become much more common. It's so exciting to see him respond to us! I admit that a few weeks ago I was afraid he was either a sociopath or didn't like me since he wouldn't smile back at me. I am a freak of nature, I know. Wyatt's also gaining better neck control, and I try to do tummy time with him once or twice a day. Sometimes he's into it and other times not so much.
Next week Wyatt will have his 2 month appointment with his new doctor. I'm anxious to see what his height and weight are there. But I'm nervous about his shots. I hope he handles them okay and doesn't have a total meltdown (or me for that matter).
Here are the latest pics of our 2 month old:
Love,
Ashley
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