This kid has one. He can go from screaming at the top of his lungs at nothing and then absolutely stop and look around like everything is fine. It’s most obvious when he’s tired and ready for a nap but he can’t make himself just stop what he’s doing and chill out–he needs to be turned off by some active soothing techniques. The crying seems to be more of a formality, at least for the “I’m tired” kind of cry. Like, just now, at 6:10pm the ceiling fan and various other toys that surrounded him became a little too much and by 6:12pm, the leg kicks were no longer from excitement and the meltdown began and then by 6:15pm, I had put him down in his pack-and-play, completely out. How long he stays down, however, is a different blog post.
Another example where he needs an intervention is in his bouncy seat. He looooooves the little animals that reside there and can stay entertained for a good amount of time. But, when his coos start becoming little squeaks of distress, that most likely means he has been so engrossed that he probably hasn’t blinked in a few minutes. I have literally seen him take several quick blinks and his eyes water when I remove the toy bar.
Well, there goes the “on” switch. The beast has already awoken from his nap…
We just got back from the doctor’s and all went very well. Maxon is now a whopping 22.75 inches long (tall?) and weighs 10 pounds, 10 ounces. He held up really well, considering he was first awoken from a cozy nap, stripped down to his skivvies and then poked and prodded by the nurse and the doc. It got a little bit interesting when it was vaccination time. Here he was cooing and hanging out and then all of a sudden he was attacked by 3 huge needles. It broke my heart to see him react and hear him cry when I know for a fact it was all from pain. Luckily, it was all over quickly and he was able to calm down but I’m not entirely sure he ever forgave the nurse. He is conked out at the moment and I don’t want to mess with him or I’d otherwise have pictures of his nifty little bandaids on his chubby little thighs.
It seems that WordPress does not allow for video file types so I’m posting videos to Facebook instead. Check it out if you’re on FB! It’s called “Discovering the Crib Mobile”.
Last weekend Maxon met Tita Erika, Uncle Brett and little Malina. Erika took a lot more pictures of Malina and Maxon together but here is a cute one of a walk we took to lunch on Pearl Street. Such a different scenario from the last time Erika and Brett came out to visit a few years ago!
A couple of other random pictures:
Cheering on the Heels for the UNC/VT game
Having a rough day
Snuggling with Daddy
We’ve made it through our first holiday season with Maxon and we’ve seen so many changes in him just in that short time. First off, his umbilical cord stump FINALLY fell off at when he was about 4 weeks old. Much later than expected but really what we were antsy about was giving him his first bath! Tita Steph was able to witness this since she was already here to spend Christmas with us.
Another thing that has changed since Maxon was born was the type of gifts we give each other. For my birthday, I left Maxon home with Mike and got my first haircut in 6 months. Mike gave me a sound machine… for Maxon’s crib. For Christmas, I got Mike a Sony Webbie so that he could create his legendary videos and post them online with more ease. Not only did Mike get me Rock Band, but he (and Maxon) also gave me a bouncy chair that vibrates. Okay, so it was really for Maxon but let me tell you how much enjoyment (and peace… and unoccupied arms…) Mike and I have already gotten out of it. Actually, it was really timely since Maxon has entered the stage where he’s really seeing things and is totally enthralled by it all. He can stare at the toys on his bouncy chair for 20 straight minutes and he tracks the moving objects in the mobiles on his crib and pack-and-play. He’s also started to smile in response to people and facial expressions, which is just so much fun.
Tita Steph was not the only Christmas visitor. Babcie and Diadze also came out and spent almost 2 weeks with us over the holidays. Besides the obvious benefit that they were able to meet and spend a lot of quality time with their newest grandson but Mike and I were able to pretend that we had free and flexible time. We even went out for a date and ate a meal at the same time and got to savor every bite instead of stuffing it down quickly in hopes of finishing before the little angel woke up and got antsy. Divine!
We’re approaching the 7-week mark in the young life of Master Maxon. It’s too premature to say that we have a real routine down but I see one emerging ever so slowly. We can count on 3-hour stretches at night now and we’ve even seen a few 4+ hour stretches for the first part of the night. His awake time is so much more gratifying now that he is so alert and responsive. We’re still in an ‘tweener state with sizing. The newborn-size diapers are not enough to contain some of his dirty handiwork but the size 1s leave a little bit too much of a gap around the legs. His newborn sleepers are stretched to the max but he can still get both legs into one leg of a 0-3 sleeper. I’ve given up on the newborn onesies. So much has changed in even the last 2 weeks that I can’t even imagine what we have in our near future.