October 2010

It’s been a while since I’ve done a substantial post and I feel that so much has happened these last few weeks.  Donovan is getting his second tooth:

Can you see them there on the bottom? Teething is going ok for the most part, I think.  He’s not eating as much as he used to during the day (at daycare) and he seems to be more sleepy than usual at times, but otherwise he’s the same happy baby.  We’re trying to introduce solids to him (still!) but what can I say? The kid loves the breast!  We’ve tried rice cereal, bananas, appplesauce, and sweet potatoes and all have pretty much gotten the same reaction from him: “Oooh! What’s that? I want it! Eeew! What is this you just put in my mouth?!?”  That’s what his face tells me.  I plan on breastfeeding until he’s 1, unless he decides to wean himself sooner. 

And sometimes dad’s head is just what he wants!

We also took our first plane ride with our little man.  We went to Michigan for a long weekend to visit Grant’s family and go to a Notre Dame football game.  I’ve always wanted to go to a ND game and I’m glad I got to cross it off my list!  They were playing Western Michigan, Grant’s alma matter, and we got tickets from a friend of Grant’s who still works at WMU.  I was a little nervous about the trip: flying for the first time with Donovan, leaving him for an entire day for the first time at a place he wasn’t familiar with and with people he’d never met.  But everything was perfect!  Donovan did well on the plane, with the exception of being a little ansty and not wanting to be held the whole time–luckily the flights weren’t longer than 2 hrs. 

Mmmm… Starbucks Pikes Place Roast…… (don’t worry, that’s empty)….. 

The funniest part of the flight was on our way to Michigan—Donovan is very social and loves to smile and “talk” (ie: shout) at people.  At one point, a woman was asleep in the aisle across from us and Donovan let out this screaching yell and scared her to death.  The way she woke up, it looked like she thought the plane was going down!  I was trying to hide my uncontrollable bout of laughter behind my son, hoping she wouldn’t see me.  I don’t think she did.  Man, that was funny.

When we got to Grant’s parent’s house, Donovan felt right at home right away (pictures of that will be coming in a future post). This made things so much easier to leave him the next day to go to the football game–which was awesome, by the way.  I love all the traditions that they have–the team going to mass before the game then walking through campus to the stadium, the tailgating, the band playing America the Beautiful before the national anthem—it’s all pretty cool.

Our seats were great, the weather was perfect and we had a nice time, just the two of us.  But we were anxious to get back to Donovan once the game was over.  We high-tailed it to the car and got home before he was asleep.  We both missed him so much, but he had a great time with his cousins and grandparents. 

Also, basketball season is upon us!  Grant is back in the grind of working some late nights and traveling will be coming soon.  It’s time to get used to a whole ‘nother lifestyle with him in season.  Thankfully, I have my partner in crime, Vivian and her baby Cairo to hang out with while our guys are out of town.  And Cairo and Donovan are getting along very well!

One other note: Halloween is coming up.  I’ve ordered Donovan’s costume online and I’m still waiting for it to show up in the mail—yikes!!! Cutting it close!  I hope it shows up by tomorrow so he can wear it to school on Friday with the other kids.  What will he be?  You’ll have to wait and see!





This morning I wanted to take advantage of the nice weather and get some pictures of Donovan in the leaves that have fallen in our backyard.  Usually when I whip out the camera, Donovan is quick to smile for it. Not today. So after several attempts, I’ve decided we’re going to have to try it again tomorrow. 

Last week I’d had it.  One night, Donovan woke up every 2 hrs and the next, he woke up 3 times during the night.  I’d hit my limit.  I was cranky.  I kept making mistakes at work.  I even got to the point where I was actually mad at Donovan and for the first time, didn’t even feel like going to see him at daycare during lunch.  I did, but was not as happy to see him as I usually am.  Solution? Time for a family meeting.  I told Grant that either he would have to start getting up and giving him a bottle in the middle of the night so I could sleep more, or we would try letting him cry it out.  We decided on the latter because everyone said since he’s 6 months old now, he’s not waking up because he’s hungry, he’s waking up out of habit.  And really, when he would “wake up” 3 or 4 times a night, he would fuss, I would bring him into bed with us, nurse him (his eyes closed the whole time) and he would fall back asleep.  So maybe it was just habit and he really wasn’t waking up because he was starving like I thought.  I also thought that we wouldn’t have to result in letting him cry it out (frankly just thinking about the whole thing made me a nervous wreck–let him just cry? Are you nuts?!?!) because I thought he would learn to sleep through the night on his own.  Not so.

Of course by this point, I didn’t even feel bad about trying it out.  He’s just going to have to learn because I can’t take it anymore, I told myself.  So Thursday night, he fell asleep and I put him to bed in his crib for the first time, turned off the lights and happily shut the door.  Good night!  3 hours later, we are in bed and hear him fussing and whining a bit.  We lay there staring at the ceiling wondering if it’s going to stay a little whine and whimper or go into a full on cry.  A couple minutes go by and suddenly he’s silent.  Phew, we survived the first wake up and he put himself back to sleep!  I smile and close my eyes preparing for a full, wonderful night’s sleep.  2 hours go by and Donovan wakes up and is crying his head off.  I wait a few minutes and it just gets worse, so I go in and nurse him.  I don’t feel too guilty because it had been 5 hrs since he ate, so what’s a little midnight snack?  He falls back asleep.  2 hours later, he wakes up crying.  We wait a couple minutes, and again the crying just gets worse.  I tell Grant, “he just ate 2 hours ago, so he’s not hungry.”  So Grant gets up and rocks him back to sleep.  3 hours later, he wakes up again and I go in and nurse him, then 2 hours later he wakes up for the day.  Not bad for the first night, I thought.  Since I only got up twice, I already felt refreshed! 

Night #2: We put him to bed, a little later than usual, but he woke up once whining.  Again, we laid there listening for whether it would stay at that or turn into a full on cry.  It stayed a whine and turned into silence.  He woke up at 6:30 am and had officially slept through the night! 

Night #3: Again, we put him to bed, but this time no noise was made, at least none that I heard through my sound-sleepness.  He woke up at 7 am.

Night #4: He went to bed and woke up crying at midnight, so I went in and nursed him and had to change his diaper because he peed through to his pjs.  But he went right back to sleep.

I think we’ve finally cracked the not-sleeping-through-the-night problem!!  And it only took a weekend.  Now, I think to myself: Why didn’t I do this 2 months ago?!?!?!  Even though I know the answer to that: Because I was afraid he would just cry and cry and cry and I would have to restrain myself from going in and picking him up, and I didn’t want to have to do that.  But after reading some stuff online, I decided not to go by the book, but take other’s advice: Don’t immediately go in at the first sound of a peep (which is what I was doing).  Wait and listen to the sound they are making.  The baby might start with a whimper or whine and then soothe themselves back to sleep without your help. If it turns into a full-blown, inconsolible cry after a few minutes, go in and comfort the baby and don’t feel guilty about it–they might be crying for a reason (like he’s peed through to his pajamas!).  Now I’m thankful we did this.  I can’t tell you how different I feel getting as much sleep as I have these last few nights.  And I’m thankful Donovan is a quick learner.  Any moms out there having trouble with your non-sleeping baby?  Try this.  I am now a believer in letting them cry and figuring it out for themselves.  And I didn’t think it was possible, but I think I love Donovan just a little bit more!  He’s happy and we’re happy.  What could be better?  Oh little man, thank you for letting us sleep!



I love fall, especially in Vermont. Today I did a little baking, gave my little butterball a bath, and took him for a walk.  While we were out in the fresh, crisp air, I was pointing out the beautiful leaves to Donovan.  And I couldn’t resist sharing how cool they look with you, either!

Donovan is growing and changing so fast.  Everyone said it, but now I’m believing them: “They grow up so fast; enjoy this time” is what I kept hearing.  It isn’t until recently that I have been able to relate.  He is now 6 months old and currently a tooth is beginning to work its way to the surface (front, bottom row), and he rolled over for the first time.  I was home with him, but I missed it!  I had him on his back on the floor and was getting ready to change his clothes.  I turned to get out a shirt out of his dresser and I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. By the time my head turned, he was already on his stomach!  Once Grant got home, I put him on his back and ta-daa!  We both cheered for Donovan and he gave a huge smile!  He is also more aware of his surroundings–most notably, “Where is mommy?”  Sometimes I leave the room at home and he whines.  At daycare, if he sees me getting ready to leave, he whines.  He stretches his arms out for either me or Grant to hold him, which I love. 

Is this the next face of BabyGap?  We’ll see!  I’ve been taking lots of pictures of him lately because they are having a photo contest.  But reading the rules and regulations more closely, they want the child dressed in jeans.  Ack!  I don’t think he has any!  Of course I am biased and think this kid is the cutest ever and it shouldn’t matter what he’s wearing….

I need to take a quick look through his ever-expanding wardrobe to see if he has anything denim. I think I’ll enter him in the contest, denim or not.  Who can resist?  My little man is a winner!

Finally, I know.  Here is my happy little man–this is the video I tried posting before.  I’m calling it “Donovan: Smooth Criminal.”  Those of you who have seen Michael Jackson’s Smooth Criminal music video will know the connection (and who hasn’t??!??!?).

This one was taken a couple weeks ago.  We’ve noticed that Donovan loves getting startled. If you just say the word “Boo!” he cracks up laughing.  So this is what went down when Grant was actually taking him by surprise. 

I LOVE his laugh.  It cracks me up every time!

This video is one of my favorites. Grant was getting him ready for school the other day and had just put his pants on, when from the other room I hear him calling him a mini Bruce Lee.  Then Grant brings him into the bathroom where I’m getting ready for work and proceeds to give me a type of karate lesson.  Ha ha!

(Sorry it’s sideways!)