Hunter update
So Hunter is 14 weeks old this Sunday and has pretty much mastered sleeping through the night. With our schedule being what it is, with Rob getting home from work at midnight, or sometimes after, I tend to feed Hunter at 7:30pm-8pm and then put him down for a good 4 or so hours. Then I get him up, he has a nice big bath or shower, another bottle and in bed around 12:15. He is sleeping without waking until about 7:30am which is just brilliant! He's still in our room, which is lighter, and he probably hears noise, as people leave for work etc, as our room is at the front of the house. This weekend we are going to buy a baby monitor and move him to his own room, which is at the back of the house. Quieter, darker. Who knows, he may even sleep a bit longer! I was careful to make all of his day sleeps in that room so that he knows it and is very familiar with it and it isn't frightening to him. It may take him a little while to adjust to having his big night sleeps in there but I don't think so. His sleep after his feed at 7:30 is always in that room, so he's pretty comfortable in there!
He's on 5 feeds a day, each roughly 180mL. He's pretty good, most of the time he drinks all his bottle down. There are days where he mostly just wants to play with them, so he won't drink as much on those days, but then the next day he'll be back to normal. At his 2 month check up he weighed 5kg exactly, which pleased me and the maternity health nurse a lot. His weight growth is excellent. He's actually sort of chubby, given that he's not a tall baby, but chubby babies are adorable babies :)
He's very playful at the moment. He loves toys that make noises and can spend hours on his playmat looking at the Tigger, which lights up and plays a song, hitting Eeyore to make the rattle inside him make a noise, and crunching his book. The book is cloth, but it has this stuff inside the cloth which makes this crunchy, weird sort of noise. I can't describe it. Lately he has taken to putting things in his mouth. His current favourite for nomming is the very soft blue fleecy blanket that his Aunty Cass bought for him. He doesn't take a dummy/pacifier so sometimes he sucks on his fist for comfort. He was never really mad on the dummy, but he used to take it for a while. Then he just sort of started moving it around in his mouth with his tongue, nomming on it with his gums and then choking/gagging on it. So we stopped giving it to him. Although sometimes, in the late afternoon, around 5-6pm when he's having his "hour of power" where he is tired but won't sleep, I wish he would take it, just to soothe him a bit. Instead I find myself pacing the house, rocking him, lol. At the worst possible time of day for it, with dinner, and that being when I try to get a lot of things done. He's eliminated a daytime sleep himself, and he gets very tired towards the end of that "cycle", before his next feed is due. Sometimes I take him for a walk, as he enjoys that, but despite it being November, the weather hasn't been great lately. After days of 33+ last week, we're back to under 20 degrees. It's weird. So close to summer and yet the weather is so bad.
He -laughs- properly now. Real funny laughs. The other day when we went to the airport to wave off Rob's brother he was a bit restless in my arms so I started dipping him and swirling him through the air. He was loving it. Big open mouthed grin and laughing his butt off. And if you laugh back to him, with big exaggerated ha ha's, he laughs more. It's gorgeous. I also love when he wakes up and lets us -know- that he is awake... if you go in there and bend over the cot he will just give you this big smile. He wakes up happier than anyone else I have ever known. Even when he gets woken, he is full of smiles and cuddles.
I had a real "awww" moment the other day. We had taken a trip into the small shopping centre here in our town and I was just carrying Hunter as taking the pram was unnecessary as we only had 2 trips to make - 1 at the supermarket and one at the newsagency. Anyway we went to the newsagency and Rob got the papers while I browsed the magazines and then when Rob was paying, one of the ladies wanted a cuddle. Hunter had been cuddled up, head in the crook of my neck, nearly asleep. I passed him over and the lady had him for less than a minute before he started wriggling and squirming. "He wants his Mum," she said, and passed him back to me. I held him the way I had been holding him before, he tucked his head back into the same spot and promptly started snoozing again. Awww! It was a real "he knows I'm his mother" moment! He is just getting to the age where not everyone will make him happy. There are times he doesn't want to be held by people he doesn't know. Before, he was just content to be cuddled by anyone.
He's on 5 feeds a day, each roughly 180mL. He's pretty good, most of the time he drinks all his bottle down. There are days where he mostly just wants to play with them, so he won't drink as much on those days, but then the next day he'll be back to normal. At his 2 month check up he weighed 5kg exactly, which pleased me and the maternity health nurse a lot. His weight growth is excellent. He's actually sort of chubby, given that he's not a tall baby, but chubby babies are adorable babies :)
He's very playful at the moment. He loves toys that make noises and can spend hours on his playmat looking at the Tigger, which lights up and plays a song, hitting Eeyore to make the rattle inside him make a noise, and crunching his book. The book is cloth, but it has this stuff inside the cloth which makes this crunchy, weird sort of noise. I can't describe it. Lately he has taken to putting things in his mouth. His current favourite for nomming is the very soft blue fleecy blanket that his Aunty Cass bought for him. He doesn't take a dummy/pacifier so sometimes he sucks on his fist for comfort. He was never really mad on the dummy, but he used to take it for a while. Then he just sort of started moving it around in his mouth with his tongue, nomming on it with his gums and then choking/gagging on it. So we stopped giving it to him. Although sometimes, in the late afternoon, around 5-6pm when he's having his "hour of power" where he is tired but won't sleep, I wish he would take it, just to soothe him a bit. Instead I find myself pacing the house, rocking him, lol. At the worst possible time of day for it, with dinner, and that being when I try to get a lot of things done. He's eliminated a daytime sleep himself, and he gets very tired towards the end of that "cycle", before his next feed is due. Sometimes I take him for a walk, as he enjoys that, but despite it being November, the weather hasn't been great lately. After days of 33+ last week, we're back to under 20 degrees. It's weird. So close to summer and yet the weather is so bad.
He -laughs- properly now. Real funny laughs. The other day when we went to the airport to wave off Rob's brother he was a bit restless in my arms so I started dipping him and swirling him through the air. He was loving it. Big open mouthed grin and laughing his butt off. And if you laugh back to him, with big exaggerated ha ha's, he laughs more. It's gorgeous. I also love when he wakes up and lets us -know- that he is awake... if you go in there and bend over the cot he will just give you this big smile. He wakes up happier than anyone else I have ever known. Even when he gets woken, he is full of smiles and cuddles.
I had a real "awww" moment the other day. We had taken a trip into the small shopping centre here in our town and I was just carrying Hunter as taking the pram was unnecessary as we only had 2 trips to make - 1 at the supermarket and one at the newsagency. Anyway we went to the newsagency and Rob got the papers while I browsed the magazines and then when Rob was paying, one of the ladies wanted a cuddle. Hunter had been cuddled up, head in the crook of my neck, nearly asleep. I passed him over and the lady had him for less than a minute before he started wriggling and squirming. "He wants his Mum," she said, and passed him back to me. I held him the way I had been holding him before, he tucked his head back into the same spot and promptly started snoozing again. Awww! It was a real "he knows I'm his mother" moment! He is just getting to the age where not everyone will make him happy. There are times he doesn't want to be held by people he doesn't know. Before, he was just content to be cuddled by anyone.