21 March 2008


Deven is 2 months old now and that means vaccinations.

Daddy holds down the baby, mama cries when baby starts crying. I'm such a pansy.

New development from the past few days. Deven doesn't want bottles, he wants MAMAs BOOBS.

Dude, I am totally important.

14 March 2008

2 months old in just a few days

Dear Deven,
This has been such a cool month. You have started smiling, cooing, reaching for objects in front of you.

It's also been a tough month. You had whole nights that you didn't think sleeping was necessary for either of us. You don't just get a little upset anymore. You get pissed. I am talking wailing, red faced, fists balled up pissed. You go straight from smiling to this point.

It is also been a tough month because I went back to work this week, and you went to daycare.
I cried so hard leaving you. It's really a miracle that I didn't get in an accident driving to work. I was very proud when the daycare lady told me that you are 'the most wonderful baby' and 'a delight'. I was happy to learn that you were eating and sleeping well at daycare, but at the same time, it made me a little sad. My baby doesn't need me quite as much anymore.

Yesterday, when I picked you up from daycare, you made my day. You smiled at me, cooed and made my heart melt all over again.

I love you little man. More than I can ever express.

Just don't grow up too soon, k? I really cherish this time with you.


04 March 2008

So THIS is what they mean by overstimulated

For most of the first 6 weeks of his life, Deven has slept like an angel. Snuggled into your arm, sprawled out in his Pack n' Play, tucked into his crib, or curled up beside Mama and Papa in their bed, he slept for huge chucks of time-3-4 hours at a stretch, would eat and then right back to sleep with him.

He is still napping like that throughout the day and for most of the night. He's a joy to have and we count our blessings that we have such a calm, relaxed, adorable child. Then evening rolls around. For the majority of the evening, he is PISSED. He wails, he refuses all comforts. He is completely inconsolable. It breaks my heart to see him cry at this stage of his life.

What worked last night was to turn on the fan, rock him slowly, rub his back, and sing softly to him.

Because we are problem solvers by nature, we have decided to institute a 8 PM quiet time. No electronics after 8 PM. Only soft voices and baby snuggling. We have got to solve this problem, because it is really upsetting to see your very young child so upset.

Don't get me wrong, though. I'll not be one of those parents that gives in and lets their kid have whatever they want because it is easier than dealing with a tantrum. No way. This is different. This kid is crying because he is overwhelmed. I just need to figure out how to help him feel less so.

Later on when he throws a fit because he MUST have that Elmo doll. Yeah, that's when we apologize to the nearest store employee, explaining that we can't buy any items today because baby boy cannot behave himself and then we leave the store. I'll.Not. Have. It. End of discussion.

I start back to work slowly next week. Shit. That went by too fast. I wanna stay home with him forever.