Road Trip!

March 3, 2015 nk3306 Comments

I was so nervous about our big flight from London to Chicago with Gerrit, but as the end of February approached, I started worrying even more about our 12 hour drive to Chattanooga, TN. We had driven around Wisconsin seeing Andrew’s family, and Gerrit didn’t always do so well on long car rides.

We planned to leave my sister’s house on Sunday. Well, we did leave on Sunday… but not until about 4PM. That may have been a good thing though. We left right when Gerrit was due for a nap, so he slept straight through Chicago (3 hours)! By the time he woke up, it was a good time to stop for dinner. We stopped at an Applebee’s just south of Chicago. We figured it would be a good place to stretch our legs a little and let Gerrit let off some energy. He did fairly well at the restaurant: he ate about 3 times (have I mentioned that he’s a snacker?), we got him a clean diaper, and he started getting restless right when we were ready to leave. Back in the car though? Meltdown.

We drove for awhile listening to Gerrit cry. It was awful! Then I thought about putting on a CD that has one of the “night time” songs I sing to him. I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but as soon as that song started playing, he quieted down and then went to sleep. I was shocked. I didn’t think babies recognized songs at that age yet, but it seems that Gerrit immediately knew the song and associated it with sleep time. Yes, we have a genius baby! 😛 Then Gerrit slept for over 3 hours. It was awesome.

When he woke up again, we stopped for gas and for me to nurse him. Again, he cried a lot when we put him back in the car seat, but he settled down when we played the other song I sing to him. It took a little longer for him to calm down, but he did go back to sleep. This time he slept until about 3AM, I think.

We stopped for me to breastfeed again. I could tell we weren’t going to have an easy time this time. Gerrit was really sleepy, and I knew he wanted to nurse back to sleep…which he obviously couldn’t do in the car seat. Well, we tried putting him back in the car seat, and he was pretty hysterical. We tried pulling over to comfort him several times, but by that point, I was exhausted and crabby. We tried the CDs with those songs on them again, but Gerrit was done. He was happy to snuggle and hang out with us up in the front seat, but as soon as he was in the car seat, all hell broke loose again. I grumpily ~~asked~~ told Andrew to stop at a hotel. He had been really hoping Gerrit would cooperate well enough so that we could drive through the night to Chattanooga, so he wasn’t happy about stopping just to sleep for a few hours.

We stopped in a little place called Cadiz, Kentucky. I was SO happy to be stopping to sleep in a bed. We brought in the playpen, even though I doubted Gerrit would sleep long in it. The poor little guy was so tired, I barely had to try to get him to sleep. He slept for a little while in the playpen before I brought him into our (king size!) bed. We both woke up feeling much more cheerful.

The next day, Gerrit seemed to know what was up. We didn’t have far to go (4 hours or less), but he refused to take a long nap this time. We stopped for lunch at a little Mexican place, thinking it would be enough activity to tire Gerrit out a little. He wasn’t keen on going back to sleep again, but he did nod off for maybe an hour. We ended up having to stop again though.

The last half hour or so to Chattanooga was so long. I kept dangling toys into the backseat to entertain Gerrit. I would have sat back there with him, but we had suitcases piled up in the other half of the seat. Side note: if you ever need to cram a TON of stuff into a car, have Andrew do it. I still don’t know how he managed to get all of our crap in there. Anyway, I was overjoyed to see my parents’ place and couldn’t get Gerrit out of that car fast enough!

Stay tuned for part 2 about our drive from Chattanooga to Goldsboro, NC. 😉

Gerrit: 3 Months

February 8, 2015February 26, 2015 nk330Leave a comment

January has been a crazy month! Andrew spent a good part of his time off of work for the holidays clearing out junk from our upstairs rooms. I would have preferred to help (since it was mostly my craft room that needed help), but Gerrit was eating every 1-2 hours during that time. Which is a big part of why January started as a crazy month. Gerrit was nursing non-stop pretty much all day, and that 5 hour stretch of sleep we had gotten? Ha, LONG gone. He was back to waking every 2-3 hours at night.

We managed to squeeze him into that onesie! ^

Age: 3 months on 27 January 2015
Weight: 15.5 lbs (a guesstimate done a few days after 3 months)
Height: 24″ as best as we could measure
Teeth: none
Clothing Size: 3-6month and 6 months
Diaper Size: size 2
Milestones: smiling!

Sleeping: Ugh, the month started rough! I don’t know if it was just a growth spurt or his 2nd “wonder week” (which is supposed to happen around 8 weeks… but closer to 11 weeks for Gerrit based on his due date), but Gerrit was a restless sleeper. I felt like I was up all night, and he was on my boob ALL THE TIME. I had been tracking Gerrit’s sleep to look for a pattern, but I gave up out of frustration. His stretch of 5 hours that he had done a few times didn’t happen again which left me feeling disappointed. By 5 or 6am, Gerrit would fuss every 20 minutes or so, and I would end up bringing him into bed with me. We both would sleep then, although I don’t think I slept very soundly.

Gerrit’s naps slowly seemed to disappear too. Not only would he not let me put him down after he fell asleep, but also he went back to catnaps! He would fall asleep while nursing, doze for 30-45 minutes, and then he was wide awake. I had no idea when to put him to bed at night, because I felt like he had to be exhausted all day. We ended up just doing bedtime about an hour after he woke up from his last nap. So it usually happened between 8:30 and 9:30.

We also started a bedtime routine. It’s very simple: bath followed by reading “Goodnight Moon” then getting swaddled and nursing to sleep. We only do a soapy bath every other night to avoid drying out his skin, but I think I will start adding lotion to the routine soon.

Eating: Going well for the most part. I feel like my supply has started to regulate, finally, which makes it easier for Gerrit to eat. I thought he would start stretching out feedings, but he started out the month eating all the time. Even by mid-month, he was rarely going more than an hour and a half between feedings. But some of those feedings seemed like snacks and comfort nursing. As much as I wanted him to put himself on some sort of schedule, I couldn’t stop feeding on demand. So good chunks of my days went to nursing. And holding him while he napped, which I mentioned in the sleeping section.

About halfway through the month, Gerrit started having massive spit-up episodes too. Due to the amount, I would call it vomiting, but it just flows out of him and doesn’t seem to upset him. But the amount! It’s SO MUCH! It seems to happen when he is cluster feeding or staying on the boob for a long time, nursing while trying to fall asleep. I try to keep an eye on it, but we get one of these big spit-up moments about every other day.

By the end of the month, I felt like nursing was sometimes a struggle again. Gerrit would eat great at night… but he was obviously still getting up at night to eat! I know that’s pretty normal, but I feel like he needed to eat at night because he wasn’t eating well during the day. I would read things like, “When in doubt about baby crying, offer the breast,” but Gerrit would fight me most of the time. He would eat best as he was falling asleep, but I would struggle to get him to that sleepy point.

Mommy Update: Overall pretty good. I was frustrated and tired when Gerrit was nursing all the time and being fussy. I was sure I was doing something wrong. But the more I brought it up with other moms, the more I heard the same thing: it was normal. Incessant nursing? Restless sleeping? Typical behavior for a baby in his 3rd month. The babies who sleep through the night and eat every 3 hours like clockwork? Not normal! 🙂

Gerrit being attached to me 24/7 has affected my days quite a bit. He and I have some days where we sleep til 10 or 11 in the morning. I wasn’t getting much done around the house because of his frequent nursing, and sometimes dinner wouldn’t get made until 10 at night. Add trying to pack and move? It was a stressful month to say the least. My diet has been mostly processed food, which I hate, but I hope to get back to good meals soon!

Best Moments: Seeing Gerrit start to smile!

I kept seeing other people post photos of their babies (who are younger than Gerrit) giving big smiles… and I couldn’t get anything out of Gerrit! Sometimes he would get close to smiling, and then it would vanish. Andrew & I think we might just have a serious little guy, but he smiles more every day.

At the end of month three, Gerrit started to really pay more attention to books I read to him, especially Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See?
Likes & Dislikes: I decided to start doing this now that Gerrit is displaying more personality.

He definitely likes standing up! When he’s fussy, this will usually calm him down. I think he enjoys naked time too, because he’s always happy when he’s getting his diaper changed.

He dislikes going to sleep! He will really fight it sometimes. He also dislikes being left alone. If he can’t see us, he usually lets out a little yell. If I’m still in the room, I try to keep talking, but he seems happiest when he can see me.

Memorable Events: Well, the first big thing that happened once Gerrit started his third month was saying good-bye to 2014 and hello to 2015! Gerrit did not make it up until midnight, but here was his first photo of 2015:

Another big moment was getting his first passport! That was quite the event… it wasn’t a stress-free day, but it went fairly well.
Other than that, the month was mostly spent getting ready to leave England. I’m sure Gerrit didn’t know what was going on, but it was pretty stressful for us. I did have Andrew take a picture of me & Gerrit in front of his first house, even though he spent less than three months in it:
His last week of being two months old was spent in lodging on base. We did our best to keep things as consistent as possible!

Gerrit turned 3 months old just two days before our big move… eager to see how thing are going a month from now!

Daily living · Travel

Our London Adventure

January 27, 2015 nk3303 Comments

Yikes, I’ve been working on this (slowly) for over a week! It has been crazy times getting ready for this move.

Moving back to the US of A just a couple of months after having a baby means… Baby needs a passport! Since we knew we would be short on time, we opted to go to the embassy in London to get an emergency passport for Gerrit.

I was nervous about the trip to London. We decided to drive to Epping and take the Tube into London instead of driving there ourselves, which would have meant paying for the congestion fee and parking. I was mostly nervous about breastfeeding whenever and wherever Gerrit would want to feed! But I also worried about having him in the Moby wrap for large amounts of time. I didn’t think he would like being confined for more than 15-20 minutes at a time.

Well, we left a little bit later than we wanted to, and when we got to Epping, the lot was full. I knew the next station was in Theydon Bois, so we drove the 5 minutes to that town. Luckily, there was one spot left in that parking lot! While Andrew paid for parking, I quickly changed Gerrit’s diaper in the backseat of the car. Then we got on the Tube and headed toward London.

It didn’t take long for Gerrit to start fussing. Based on the amount of time since his last feeding, I assumed he was hungry again. I got set up with my nursing cover and thankfully, Gerrit started nursing right away. It was a little awkward, but the train was fairly empty, so I wasn’t too uncomfortable. Then the conductor announced that we had to switch trains because the one we were on was having a problem. So I maneuvered a mostly asleep Gerrit (still nursing) to a bench outside. And he kept nursing. When the next train came, it was already pretty full. Andrew asked a woman if I could have her seat to nurse, and she very willingly gave up her seat. The man sitting next to her gave up his for Andrew to sit too, which was really nice. Would this happen in a city in the States? I don’t know! I feel like maybe English people are just more polite!

I pretty much let Gerrit nurse until we got to the stop right before the one we were waiting for. Then I got him back in the Moby wrap, which was pretty easy since he was drowsy. And he actually did pretty well while we walked around trying to find the US embassy. He is such an alert little guy, so I think he really enjoyed walking through the London streets! His eyes were big and alert, and he just quietly took it all in.

Although we had an appointment for 10am at the embassy, we didn’t get seen right away. But we didn’t have to wait terribly long either. I think we were done by 1pm at the latest. Of course, right when we got there, I heard Gerrit have a big poop, haha. Thankfully, it stayed in the diaper, which isn’t always a guarantee anymore!

Although I had nursed on the Tube, Gerrit started fussing again once we sat down to wait. I got him covered up and breastfeeding, and he started dozing off. Ten minutes later, he spit up ALL over himself and me. I mean, a LOT of spit up. I had an extra outfit for him, but nothing for myself. And I had the Moby wrap on me too, so that smelled lovely the rest of the day. I’m so glad Andrew was there to help — it would have been a challenge by myself!

After everything was squared away at the embassy, we walked to a nearby pub for lunch. And I breastfed there too, haha. What can I say, Gerrit likes to eat! We were at a table near the back, so I wasn’t too self-conscious about it. I did have to eat my lunch one-handed though since Gerrit was having lunch too. I enjoyed my last Aspall cider with my lunch too… I will miss that! Andrew thought it was “interesting” that I was drinking it while breastfeeding… but I figured drinking it at the end of a feed meant it had plenty of time to get through my system, right?

Gerrit started getting fussy on the walk back to the Tube, and he cried a bit once we were settled in our seats, but he didn’t do too badly. He even took a little nap! He was more fussy once we got to the car. Andrew had to pull over so I could nurse. But I think Gerrit just wanted to comfort nurse to fall asleep, which he couldn’t do since he had to go back in the car seat. Poor guy. He did end up going to sleep though, and we got home without any issues.

Our London adventure resulted in our little guy being ready for his first international flight!