so the little sweet biscuit has found his voice! for the past month or so Wyatt has been really vocal. he's been cracking us up as he gets all worked up, making bigger and bigger noises for us. his coos seem to mimic real speech as we volly back and forth in little babbling conversations. i kind of think he might actually bust out some SAT prep words in the coming weeks. and i could have sworn he said "milk" the other day. but then it dawned on me that i must be confusing my dream life with my waking life again. the line is really fuzzy these days.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Weekend Wrap
This extended Labor Day weekend was both a time for partying and a time for getting serious. I'm going to get the business out of the way first, then, we'll get to the partying...
We've been reading a few books, as well as Googleing our fingers off, to figure out some new strategies to get Wyatt to sleep a little bit longer during the night, extended his times in between feedings, and, get him more sleep during the day for his naps with the only condition being that they happen in his co-sleeper. According to one text, we could get him to sleep through a feeding after 3 straight nights of good solid work in establishing the pattern. The plan was this...feed him in the normal 8-9 ish window, then put him down for bed. Assuming he slept 3-4 hrs with a good tank up, we could feed him again at midnight, then, plan on pushing him through the 2am (a.k.a. the "dream time feed") feeding by comforting him back to sleep should he need to be comforted.
Saturday, Amy sorta handled it herself, and he made it about 3 hrs or so, which was a good step. The nice thing is that he didn't have a hunger meltdown at 3am, but rather, just kinda squeaked an eventually went back to sleep. Sunday night, it became a tag-team event. At midnight, Amy gently placed Wyatt back in the co-sleeper after his feeding, and we switched places in bed...I was now sleeping next to him while she slept in my spot. It was my duty to try to comfort him if he woke up in a tizzy all hungry at the 2/2:30 time, and get him back to sleep to wake up again at 4. Apparently most of these little folks have troubles transitioning between their sleep cycles, so, if you can at least help kick-start the next one, they can learn to comfort themselves and just keep going eventually. So, like clockwork, he started fidgeting around 2:05, and, as I tried to stay out of his line of sight so he could put himself back to sleep. He let out a small squeak, so, I quickly picked him up, walked him around for about 5-6 minutes. He immediately fell asleep when I put him against my body, but, wanted to make sure he'd marinate a little bit more and really get the cycle started before I put him down.He didn't wake up again until about 4:15, so, mission accomplished there. Phew. Added bonus, when he woke up, he wasn't crying or anything, he just smiled up at Amy and giggled (I heard it), ate, and went back to sleep.Last night (Monday) we did it again, and this time, we skipped the midnight feeding instead of the 2am...the goal is to get 4 hr stretches at night, it doesn't really matter where they fit in, with the ultimate plan being that he progressively sleeps though the night with minimal feedings, but most importantly, can soothe himself back to sleep (this is the key!). So, Amy & I switched places at 10:30 (he ate at 10), and, it was deja vu. One huge positive thing was that it literally took me 3 minutes to get him back to sleep before placing him back in the co-sleeper. He then slept again until about 1:45, but started clicking/flailing either due to gas, or, he was really that hungry. Again, no crying, just a squeak knowing it was time. Amy fed him, and, we put him back down after a holding him upright, and, he slept for a little while longer. He has been waking up pretty regularly between 3:30-5 with some gas, and, he's been trying to find his thumb, so, he's working himself up into a mini-freakout with all this stuff going on. It's really hard to get him back to sleep after this, but, he's learning...which is gggrreat!!!!
Onto the fun!
Ok! So, Saturday, we decided to make it a day out on the town and enjoy the gorgeous weather.Before we left the house though, we made sure to grab the awesome outdoor blanket our friends Jordan & Shannon gave us as a baby gift, for the plan was a picnic! We ran a few errands for mom at first, then, took Wyatt to Rock the Cradle for some new clothes (we had a Groupon that was expiring). We ordered lunch from Sputnik, where I had a TLT (Tempeh, Lettuce, Tomato) sandwich which absolutely blew my mind, while Amy got a Vietnamese Banh Mi Sandwich with Tofu. We set up shop at this cute little park on 3rd & Ogden, just enough off the main drag of Speer and enjoyed our lunches as Wyatt slowly woke up. We sat & played in the shade for a few hours, then, went on and finished our errands. It was an awesome day, with some really awesome weather!!! Sunday, I woke up early, and, got out for a quick ride while Amy & Wyatt bit off a little bit more sleep time together. When I returned, I was able to releive her so she could go for a run before it got too hot, and, then it was off to more errands. This time, we headed to the grocery store so we could get back on our regular regiment of cooking our meals for the week (lunches & dinners). Wyatt ate a good sized lunch, and, pretty much passed out from about 1 or so to 3:30. During that time, I was able to cook up a few delicious dishes for the week, and, Amy was able to just chill out and read! That night, we went over to Sarah, Mike, & Abel's house for a super yummy dinner as prepped by Sarah. The boys kicked, cooed, and made all sorts of funny faces together while laying on one of Abel's little play mats. The parents of course were witnesses of the "cute-off", but, at times were busy grilling each other about their parenting experiences/successes/etc. It's funny what we talk about. Anyway, we left with our bellies full, faces smiling, and one tired little baby boy. Monday, we had the pleasure of having Mike & Kelly come over for brunch, and then join us for a neighborhood family walk. We always enjoy their company, and, this time was no less special. Heck, they even provided the food!! Such awesome folks. We love 'em. Later that day, we rolled over to City Park to see our friends both with & without rug rats. It's amazing how fast the older kids are growing and developing in just a year, and, it creates this amazing sense of excitement for us! We got to see the Fitzsniders (Mike, Sarah & Abel) again, which is always a treat no matter what, but, also hung with our old posse, which, in turn, actually knew Mike & Sarah through some funny connections! What a small world it was. Eventually, we headed home around 6 or so, ate some dinner, and, bathed the little man. He got dressed in his pjs, and, we all hit the hay at 8:15pm! We were all pretty worked, but, it was mostly from having such awesome friends, and, awesome times!!!
Next up for us is more nighttime & nap work, with some heavy emphasis on bottle feeding. Mike & Sarah gave us a new bottle to try, as we've been 0 for 4 since last Tuesday in taking the bottle. Maybe this week things'll be on the up n up for that!! Until next time, here are a few pics...
We've been reading a few books, as well as Googleing our fingers off, to figure out some new strategies to get Wyatt to sleep a little bit longer during the night, extended his times in between feedings, and, get him more sleep during the day for his naps with the only condition being that they happen in his co-sleeper. According to one text, we could get him to sleep through a feeding after 3 straight nights of good solid work in establishing the pattern. The plan was this...feed him in the normal 8-9 ish window, then put him down for bed. Assuming he slept 3-4 hrs with a good tank up, we could feed him again at midnight, then, plan on pushing him through the 2am (a.k.a. the "dream time feed") feeding by comforting him back to sleep should he need to be comforted.
Saturday, Amy sorta handled it herself, and he made it about 3 hrs or so, which was a good step. The nice thing is that he didn't have a hunger meltdown at 3am, but rather, just kinda squeaked an eventually went back to sleep. Sunday night, it became a tag-team event. At midnight, Amy gently placed Wyatt back in the co-sleeper after his feeding, and we switched places in bed...I was now sleeping next to him while she slept in my spot. It was my duty to try to comfort him if he woke up in a tizzy all hungry at the 2/2:30 time, and get him back to sleep to wake up again at 4. Apparently most of these little folks have troubles transitioning between their sleep cycles, so, if you can at least help kick-start the next one, they can learn to comfort themselves and just keep going eventually. So, like clockwork, he started fidgeting around 2:05, and, as I tried to stay out of his line of sight so he could put himself back to sleep. He let out a small squeak, so, I quickly picked him up, walked him around for about 5-6 minutes. He immediately fell asleep when I put him against my body, but, wanted to make sure he'd marinate a little bit more and really get the cycle started before I put him down.He didn't wake up again until about 4:15, so, mission accomplished there. Phew. Added bonus, when he woke up, he wasn't crying or anything, he just smiled up at Amy and giggled (I heard it), ate, and went back to sleep.Last night (Monday) we did it again, and this time, we skipped the midnight feeding instead of the 2am...the goal is to get 4 hr stretches at night, it doesn't really matter where they fit in, with the ultimate plan being that he progressively sleeps though the night with minimal feedings, but most importantly, can soothe himself back to sleep (this is the key!). So, Amy & I switched places at 10:30 (he ate at 10), and, it was deja vu. One huge positive thing was that it literally took me 3 minutes to get him back to sleep before placing him back in the co-sleeper. He then slept again until about 1:45, but started clicking/flailing either due to gas, or, he was really that hungry. Again, no crying, just a squeak knowing it was time. Amy fed him, and, we put him back down after a holding him upright, and, he slept for a little while longer. He has been waking up pretty regularly between 3:30-5 with some gas, and, he's been trying to find his thumb, so, he's working himself up into a mini-freakout with all this stuff going on. It's really hard to get him back to sleep after this, but, he's learning...which is gggrreat!!!!
Onto the fun!
Ok! So, Saturday, we decided to make it a day out on the town and enjoy the gorgeous weather.Before we left the house though, we made sure to grab the awesome outdoor blanket our friends Jordan & Shannon gave us as a baby gift, for the plan was a picnic! We ran a few errands for mom at first, then, took Wyatt to Rock the Cradle for some new clothes (we had a Groupon that was expiring). We ordered lunch from Sputnik, where I had a TLT (Tempeh, Lettuce, Tomato) sandwich which absolutely blew my mind, while Amy got a Vietnamese Banh Mi Sandwich with Tofu. We set up shop at this cute little park on 3rd & Ogden, just enough off the main drag of Speer and enjoyed our lunches as Wyatt slowly woke up. We sat & played in the shade for a few hours, then, went on and finished our errands. It was an awesome day, with some really awesome weather!!! Sunday, I woke up early, and, got out for a quick ride while Amy & Wyatt bit off a little bit more sleep time together. When I returned, I was able to releive her so she could go for a run before it got too hot, and, then it was off to more errands. This time, we headed to the grocery store so we could get back on our regular regiment of cooking our meals for the week (lunches & dinners). Wyatt ate a good sized lunch, and, pretty much passed out from about 1 or so to 3:30. During that time, I was able to cook up a few delicious dishes for the week, and, Amy was able to just chill out and read! That night, we went over to Sarah, Mike, & Abel's house for a super yummy dinner as prepped by Sarah. The boys kicked, cooed, and made all sorts of funny faces together while laying on one of Abel's little play mats. The parents of course were witnesses of the "cute-off", but, at times were busy grilling each other about their parenting experiences/successes/etc. It's funny what we talk about. Anyway, we left with our bellies full, faces smiling, and one tired little baby boy. Monday, we had the pleasure of having Mike & Kelly come over for brunch, and then join us for a neighborhood family walk. We always enjoy their company, and, this time was no less special. Heck, they even provided the food!! Such awesome folks. We love 'em. Later that day, we rolled over to City Park to see our friends both with & without rug rats. It's amazing how fast the older kids are growing and developing in just a year, and, it creates this amazing sense of excitement for us! We got to see the Fitzsniders (Mike, Sarah & Abel) again, which is always a treat no matter what, but, also hung with our old posse, which, in turn, actually knew Mike & Sarah through some funny connections! What a small world it was. Eventually, we headed home around 6 or so, ate some dinner, and, bathed the little man. He got dressed in his pjs, and, we all hit the hay at 8:15pm! We were all pretty worked, but, it was mostly from having such awesome friends, and, awesome times!!!
Next up for us is more nighttime & nap work, with some heavy emphasis on bottle feeding. Mike & Sarah gave us a new bottle to try, as we've been 0 for 4 since last Tuesday in taking the bottle. Maybe this week things'll be on the up n up for that!! Until next time, here are a few pics...
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| Stretching out as he wakes up...this is the funniest thing to watch |
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| Dad...you have some parsley in your teeth. |
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| Being silly |
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| Asleep in the park, but, check out those shoes! |
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| I think they were watching a scary movie or something |
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| We just had to on this one...so cute! |
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Monday, August 30, 2010
Finally...a word from the peanut gallery.
In the stretch of the last 2 weeks so much has happened that pictures of Wyatt simply aren't enough of a communication milieu. I do realize they are necessary though, so, have no fear, they will continue regularly. It is time for some text from mom/dad to give you more detail as to what is goin' on behind those cheeks!
Well, Saturday marked the end of a wonderful visit from our beloved Nana Weller (Elaine). Elaine came in on Saturday the 21st, and, stayed for a full week graciously helping out a very tired set of parents. The week was full of hugs, cuddles, home made dinners & treats, and just ole plain fun! Her soft touch really helped Wyatt calm down when he was feeling bad from his vaccines, or, was just having some grizzlies. After we dropped her off at the airport, it was expected that a tear or two would appear in my eye. Like clockwork it showed up, but, the emotions weren't so strong since we'll be seeing them in a short 5 weeks!
That night, I was feeling pretty confident about things, and, encouraged Amy to get out and meet a friend for a drink. I knew she'd be just around the corner, so, if anything went wrong, or, we needed some food (given our bottle track record), she could make it home in lickety split. I put Wyatt down around 7pm because he looked legitimately sleepy, and, Amy left shortly thereafter. Around 7:15 or so, I heard him squeak on the baby monitor, so, I went upstairs to check on him. He was kicking his legs like crazy, and, really upset. I first tried to soothe him in the co-sleeper by petting his head, belly, and, telling him that he can go to sleep because he's tired. That didn't work, so, I gently took him out of the swaddle and walked around with him. His screams & cries got progressively worse and sounded more and more painful, so I held him a little tighter and talked to him the whole time. We sat back down on the bed in the same way he and mom sit after a feeding, to give him a sense of familiarity (or something), and he WAILED like I've never heard. He never once asked for food, so I knew he might be in pain. It was so sad. However, I gently patted him, held him securely, and, just told him that I was here with him and that I will be with him for as long as necessary. He could cry for hours and I'd still be there with him...all was going to be ok. For the next hour, we just sat together in the dark...together. He cried and I talked to him. He eventually settled down and just passed out, but, I held him for a little longer just to let him know I was still there with him. I put him in the co-sleeper, swaddled him up, and, quietly walked downstairs to relax on the couch. While that was probably one of the hardest hours of our (he & I) lives, it was SUCH a boost for both of us...Wyatt learned his dad was going to be there for him whenever he needed, and, I learned that I COULD do it. Up until then, Amy had been the master of calming him down in those periods of fussiness, only because he was either hungry, or, had grizzlies and needed to eat. When she walked in and saw me sitting on the couch, she had such a smile on her face because she thought I'd been sitting there all night, when, in reality I'd come downstairs about 5 minutes before she walked in. I broke the news to her, and we talked about how positive of an experience it was for both Wyatt & I. I felt so good about everything, and, Elaine's comments around how "we were doing such an amazing job, and, we're such attentive loving parents" rang like echoes. It's such a confidence boost to be able to get through something like that, only because it's stressful for both parties. He can sense if I'm stressed out, or, feeling helpless, and it just prolongs his fussiness/discomfort. Phew!
In other news, Wyatt finally was able to take a bottle for a bit on Sunday. Since our check-up, we've been shooting to do a bottle a day...even if it's an attempt, and we fall back on to eating the boobie. Little man has got to learn how to suck the bottle for when mom goes back to work. Anyway, we struggled for the first 20 or so minutes, and eventually he lost his mind as started crying. I think a lot of it was in the way I might have been holding him...I'm not sure. So, after I calmed him down, I put him in his blue bouncy chair that he's familiar with, and, fed him that way. After chewing on the nipple for a few minutes, he finally started sucking, and just about pulled the entire bottle into his mouth out of my hand. While he probably wore 1/2oz of the 2 oz he drank, he ate from the bottle nonetheless. The biggest thing was to just keep trying. No matter how fussy he got, I'd calm him down, and try again. Eventually he took it. I'm very excited to try again when I get him. It's not so daunting anymore either...it's kind of like a chess game..."Your move little man!". Regardless, I chalked it up as a "W". Funny side note...while he was breaking down, I took him into the bathroom to get a change of scenery thinking maybe that'd help, and, he discovered the mirror. As we bounced, his gaze was absolutely fixed on himself, and, I started to ask him (in a song form of course) "Who's that baby? He's so cute!Who's that baby? He's so cute!". He actually smiled and giggled at the whole thing, and, it was quite hilarious to watch him.
In an unprecedented fashion, Wyatt has now learned (or just is able to) sleep longer than 2hrs at night! He's been eating both breasts before bed, and, promptly passing out after, so, we think his tummy has finally gotten bigger and he can be satisfied a little easier. Thursday night, he slept from 11pm-3am, Friday night 10pm-2am, Saturday night 8pm-midnight, and last night, 9pm-midnight (yeah it's not 4, but, anything over 2 is great!). Amy & I kept waking up anyway every now and then just because, and, Amy mentioned she'd wake up and think "Wait, did i feed him and not hold him upright for 30 minutes!?" or "Wait, did I just feed him". However, gazing down into the co-sleeper she could see him still swaddled letting her know she did what she needed. The hardest part of sleep right now, is the actual "execution" piece...GETTING him to sleep. I was reading a book last night, and, they wrote that as the child gets to bond with the parents more and more, they simply don't want to leave them and go to sleep. They want to stay awake and hang out (hey, we're cool parents!), trying to avoid the early stages of separation anxiety. On top of that, when we put him down for naps, they don't last very long...maybe 30 minutes tops (an hour if we're lucky). He usually wakes up screaming, and we can't tell if it's something in his belly (like gas), or, he is just awake and nobody is around for the next 5-10 seconds (or however long it takes for us to sprint upstairs to grab him!).
Finally, I'd be re-missed if I didn't talk about Sunday's events. Since I got to go for a longer ride on Saturday, it was my turn to rest, and, get Amy out the door on her bike for a little bit of "mom & baby" time with her other baby...her Moots. So, she headed out the door around 10am or so, after a good tank up of Wyatt. He and I just kind of hung out. I read to him, we looked at pictures together, and, I did a bit of laundry while he was chilling out in his bouncy chair. We planned on meeting Amy around 12:15, so, I had the idea of loading up the car around 11, heading out to Golden, and, walking around downtown with him in the ergo. When I pulled into the public parking lot, he was out cold, and, I didn't want to wake him. I promptly pulled out of the lot, and, started to drive up Lookout Mountain, figuring we'd run into mom either still going up, or, starting to come down. We caught her about 2 miles from the summit, and, she had a such a big smile on her surprised face when she saw us drive by. Of course, she pulled off to say hello, but, Wyatt and I promptly told her to get back on the bike and summit. She did, and we drove down the hill and waited for her at the pillars, where she arrived about 10 minutes or so after we did. I'd pulled him out of his seat and was standing in the shade with him when she arrived, and, she was ready to hold him before she even got off of her bike :-). Amy changed in the parking lot, and, we walked over to a small park where she nursed him in the shade. He fell asleep shortly thereafter, and, we enjoyed some lunch at the Empenada Express again. We all headed home together, and had such a great day that we eventually were all in bed at 9pm, after watching a bit of the Emmys.
And now...onto Monday!
Well, Saturday marked the end of a wonderful visit from our beloved Nana Weller (Elaine). Elaine came in on Saturday the 21st, and, stayed for a full week graciously helping out a very tired set of parents. The week was full of hugs, cuddles, home made dinners & treats, and just ole plain fun! Her soft touch really helped Wyatt calm down when he was feeling bad from his vaccines, or, was just having some grizzlies. After we dropped her off at the airport, it was expected that a tear or two would appear in my eye. Like clockwork it showed up, but, the emotions weren't so strong since we'll be seeing them in a short 5 weeks!
That night, I was feeling pretty confident about things, and, encouraged Amy to get out and meet a friend for a drink. I knew she'd be just around the corner, so, if anything went wrong, or, we needed some food (given our bottle track record), she could make it home in lickety split. I put Wyatt down around 7pm because he looked legitimately sleepy, and, Amy left shortly thereafter. Around 7:15 or so, I heard him squeak on the baby monitor, so, I went upstairs to check on him. He was kicking his legs like crazy, and, really upset. I first tried to soothe him in the co-sleeper by petting his head, belly, and, telling him that he can go to sleep because he's tired. That didn't work, so, I gently took him out of the swaddle and walked around with him. His screams & cries got progressively worse and sounded more and more painful, so I held him a little tighter and talked to him the whole time. We sat back down on the bed in the same way he and mom sit after a feeding, to give him a sense of familiarity (or something), and he WAILED like I've never heard. He never once asked for food, so I knew he might be in pain. It was so sad. However, I gently patted him, held him securely, and, just told him that I was here with him and that I will be with him for as long as necessary. He could cry for hours and I'd still be there with him...all was going to be ok. For the next hour, we just sat together in the dark...together. He cried and I talked to him. He eventually settled down and just passed out, but, I held him for a little longer just to let him know I was still there with him. I put him in the co-sleeper, swaddled him up, and, quietly walked downstairs to relax on the couch. While that was probably one of the hardest hours of our (he & I) lives, it was SUCH a boost for both of us...Wyatt learned his dad was going to be there for him whenever he needed, and, I learned that I COULD do it. Up until then, Amy had been the master of calming him down in those periods of fussiness, only because he was either hungry, or, had grizzlies and needed to eat. When she walked in and saw me sitting on the couch, she had such a smile on her face because she thought I'd been sitting there all night, when, in reality I'd come downstairs about 5 minutes before she walked in. I broke the news to her, and we talked about how positive of an experience it was for both Wyatt & I. I felt so good about everything, and, Elaine's comments around how "we were doing such an amazing job, and, we're such attentive loving parents" rang like echoes. It's such a confidence boost to be able to get through something like that, only because it's stressful for both parties. He can sense if I'm stressed out, or, feeling helpless, and it just prolongs his fussiness/discomfort. Phew!
In other news, Wyatt finally was able to take a bottle for a bit on Sunday. Since our check-up, we've been shooting to do a bottle a day...even if it's an attempt, and we fall back on to eating the boobie. Little man has got to learn how to suck the bottle for when mom goes back to work. Anyway, we struggled for the first 20 or so minutes, and eventually he lost his mind as started crying. I think a lot of it was in the way I might have been holding him...I'm not sure. So, after I calmed him down, I put him in his blue bouncy chair that he's familiar with, and, fed him that way. After chewing on the nipple for a few minutes, he finally started sucking, and just about pulled the entire bottle into his mouth out of my hand. While he probably wore 1/2oz of the 2 oz he drank, he ate from the bottle nonetheless. The biggest thing was to just keep trying. No matter how fussy he got, I'd calm him down, and try again. Eventually he took it. I'm very excited to try again when I get him. It's not so daunting anymore either...it's kind of like a chess game..."Your move little man!". Regardless, I chalked it up as a "W". Funny side note...while he was breaking down, I took him into the bathroom to get a change of scenery thinking maybe that'd help, and, he discovered the mirror. As we bounced, his gaze was absolutely fixed on himself, and, I started to ask him (in a song form of course) "Who's that baby? He's so cute!Who's that baby? He's so cute!". He actually smiled and giggled at the whole thing, and, it was quite hilarious to watch him.
In an unprecedented fashion, Wyatt has now learned (or just is able to) sleep longer than 2hrs at night! He's been eating both breasts before bed, and, promptly passing out after, so, we think his tummy has finally gotten bigger and he can be satisfied a little easier. Thursday night, he slept from 11pm-3am, Friday night 10pm-2am, Saturday night 8pm-midnight, and last night, 9pm-midnight (yeah it's not 4, but, anything over 2 is great!). Amy & I kept waking up anyway every now and then just because, and, Amy mentioned she'd wake up and think "Wait, did i feed him and not hold him upright for 30 minutes!?" or "Wait, did I just feed him". However, gazing down into the co-sleeper she could see him still swaddled letting her know she did what she needed. The hardest part of sleep right now, is the actual "execution" piece...GETTING him to sleep. I was reading a book last night, and, they wrote that as the child gets to bond with the parents more and more, they simply don't want to leave them and go to sleep. They want to stay awake and hang out (hey, we're cool parents!), trying to avoid the early stages of separation anxiety. On top of that, when we put him down for naps, they don't last very long...maybe 30 minutes tops (an hour if we're lucky). He usually wakes up screaming, and we can't tell if it's something in his belly (like gas), or, he is just awake and nobody is around for the next 5-10 seconds (or however long it takes for us to sprint upstairs to grab him!).
Finally, I'd be re-missed if I didn't talk about Sunday's events. Since I got to go for a longer ride on Saturday, it was my turn to rest, and, get Amy out the door on her bike for a little bit of "mom & baby" time with her other baby...her Moots. So, she headed out the door around 10am or so, after a good tank up of Wyatt. He and I just kind of hung out. I read to him, we looked at pictures together, and, I did a bit of laundry while he was chilling out in his bouncy chair. We planned on meeting Amy around 12:15, so, I had the idea of loading up the car around 11, heading out to Golden, and, walking around downtown with him in the ergo. When I pulled into the public parking lot, he was out cold, and, I didn't want to wake him. I promptly pulled out of the lot, and, started to drive up Lookout Mountain, figuring we'd run into mom either still going up, or, starting to come down. We caught her about 2 miles from the summit, and, she had a such a big smile on her surprised face when she saw us drive by. Of course, she pulled off to say hello, but, Wyatt and I promptly told her to get back on the bike and summit. She did, and we drove down the hill and waited for her at the pillars, where she arrived about 10 minutes or so after we did. I'd pulled him out of his seat and was standing in the shade with him when she arrived, and, she was ready to hold him before she even got off of her bike :-). Amy changed in the parking lot, and, we walked over to a small park where she nursed him in the shade. He fell asleep shortly thereafter, and, we enjoyed some lunch at the Empenada Express again. We all headed home together, and had such a great day that we eventually were all in bed at 9pm, after watching a bit of the Emmys.
And now...onto Monday!
Sunday, August 29, 2010
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