13 Weeks

If you thought these weekly Freddie pics would cease after 3 months, you were mistaken. You can count on at least one picture a week of the boy and hopefully some news about his development for quite some time. I'd like to get back to blogging about life in general but it seems as though my time is so limited right now that documenting, if only briefly, Freddie's life is about all that can happen.


The topic of the week is sleep. With the 8-9 hour stretches of nighttime sleep he had been having for 3-4 weeks we talked about moving him to his crib. So I was plopping him in the crib to look at his "aquarium" and to just spend some time in there. I was very surprised to find him putting himself to sleep more than once in there to nap. I suppose Sammy the Seal and his other lovies should come out because he certainly moves around quite a bit in there and I know the crib should be empty to reduce the risk of SIDS.


Anyways, he's not moving to his crib. Not yet anyway. I still like being able to look over in the middle of the night and see him next to me in the cosleeper, but I must report he is no longer sleeping through the night. Each night this week he's put in a 5-6 hour stretch and after an hour of nursing and cuddling he's down for three more hours.


Since he had shortened his sleep stretch we decided to throw all caution to the wind and ditch the swaddle as well. That has meant looking at my Bug in pjs!


And seeing him without the swaddle has let me see he is working on rolling over more than I thought. I actually wonder if he is practicing rolling over during sleep and waking himself up. I open my eyes during the night to find him lying on his side and then he eventually wakes up after some struggling to roll.

Good Morning, Mom! Looking at me, waiting for me to open my eyes.

But tummy time still ain't happening. Any time on the tummy outside of the first hour after starting the day results in melt down mode. I suppose you'll never crawl my dear boy because those arms are not lifting your head, and who needs to roll from their belly to their back anyway?

Trying to get a shot of his hair, but he tracks the camera moving
his head along and won't let me get it above him.

He's not too crazy about the bumbo chair. I suppose his neck is a little weak still for it, but we're getting there. He'll tolerate it for a little while but would much prefer to sit in the bjorn babysitter.


And when watching television he likes to be held. Yes, that's right, he can't take his eyes off the tube. I thought we had some time before he'd get sucked in and turn into a zombie, but apparently not. The television grabs his attention and even makes him smile. Oh my.

Muppet, your protector, always checks on you while you nap in the travel crib.
Sometimes he lies next to it and naps as well.

I have a case of tendinitis in my left hand from lifting the Bug. The doctor recommends a cortisone injection if there isn't any relief in the next week considering it hasn't improved in the past 6 weeks. Suppose I'll get in to do that sometime in June.

We visited a childcare center today where we've been on the waiting list. The plan isn't to need childcare for another year, but we're checking things out just to be informed of our options. The center was what I expected, and had a lower child-staff ratio than I expected (3 to 1 in the infant room). We really like its convenience being a few blocks from LSU so Bug would be a stone's throw away from Charlie. It is downtown so the play yard was not ideal, but they've made a nice space for the kids. Surprisingly I didn't feel panicked about the idea of Freddie being cared for by someone else. And I imagine by this time next year, I'll see his need and desire to be apart from me and with others for part of his day.


We love our Bug. I just want him to experience everything. I'm thankful for the opportunity to help him do just that.