Wallace | Three Months

Happy Three Months, Wallace!

You are getting so stinking big, it's startling.

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This month was huge because I started back to work last week. Wallace started the week off strong and took 3-5 ounces a day, during my 5.5 hours away from him. But by the end of the week, he was getting angrier about the bottles and took exactly zero ounces from Lois on Friday. Yikes. He tends to hang on until around noon when he just cannot anymore and then he gets very upset. He'll nurse most of the evening to make up for our time apart, which means I have a hard time putting him down to do anything else (i.e. help the big kids with unloading their backpacks, homework, making dinner, doing bedtime, etc). Last night Lois watched him while Nate and I went out with friends for 1.5 hours and Wallace was hysterical and wouldn't sleep for Lois. Sigh. I know he will get there but right now he's showing his strong preference for the boob and for mommy.

First day with Lois:
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First day with Tony:
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First day!
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We need to get into a solid routine of eating, playing and then napping longer than 20 minutes. When we are together he still prefers to nurse to sleep for most naps which is a problem when we are apart, obviously. So on my day off and weekends we will focus on the sleeping and scheduled naps first, then we will hope the bottles fall into place with time. I ordered the $30 Mimijumi bottle that is 'guaranteed' to work, or your money back. I truly don't think it's the bottle choice that's the issue but we will see! I've been down this path with Cecelia and forgot how awful it is and how much stress it causes for everyone.

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Therefore, my first week back to work was good while I was AT work, but tough when I'd come home to a sad and hungry baby. Here's hoping next week is better. I'm thinking it might be a solid month before we find a new routine.

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In other news, Wallace rolled over for the first time today! This is VERY VERY early compared to my other kids, if I recall correctly. He has been rolling from his back to his left side consistently for a week or so now. This morning he went all the way onto his tummy, we all screamed and cheered, and then he started to cry. He's super strong, always trying to bear weight through his legs, holds up his head during tummy time, and loves to be vertical when we hold him, too. This kid is Porter's exact opposite because Ace loves to nurse and loves to move (Porter hated both of those things at this age).

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He's a big fatty, wearing size 2 diapers and mostly size 6 month clothes. His 3 month outfits are still in rotation but are quite snug, but I don't know how much he weighs for sure....guessing around 15 pounds? His eyes seem to be brown and he has very little hair, which makes his ears even bigger. He's seriously the cutest and so stinking happy all of the time (except when I'm away and he can't nurse, or won't nap....but otherwise he's the best!). He is our biggest baby yet and I still think he looks most like Truman with those dark eyes and double chins, plus the chill attitude makes us remember Truman much more than Cecelia or Porter. ;)

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Wallace is newly obsessed with his hands and loves to suck and chew on them constantly. He's grabbing his dangling animal friends that hang above his activity mat and really enjoys putting every blanket in his mouth, too. He also loves to be outside looking around at trees, and still can be distracted from a freak out if we go outside for a little bit. So basically he is at that stage when he needs to be entertained but his attention span is still extremely short. I find that after one hour of being awake, he's had enough and really needs to nap. But again, that is one area we are working to streamline a bit. I'm pretty sure the other kids were falling into a 'three nap a day' schedule by three months.

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Twins?
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He sleeps in the Mamaroo swing at night next to our bed, and consistently wakes for the first time at 1:30-2am to eat. Usually he will eat again around 5am and last week I had to wake him up before I left for work, to force feed him around 7:45am. He goes down for the night around 8:30-9pm in the swing, so that means his first stretch of sleep is about five hours. Not bad, but he's been doing this since the first week at home without much change in his sleeping pattern.

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Sister was here.
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He'll spit up if he nurses too much and will pop on and off when he's had enough. I don't know how much milk he's eating at once because the most he's taken in a bottle was 3 ounces, but I am pumping 8-9 oz during my one session at work (about 3-4 hours after our last feed). So basically, my supply is pretty amazing this time around but I attribute that to a big baby who freaking LOVES to nurse. It's nice to only pump once during my work day but I'm definitely feeling multiple let downs before I pump around 11:30am, and my reusable breast pads are totally soaked by the time I get home.

Oh, and I calculated 200oz of frozen milk in our stash, so hopefully someday Wallace will take a bottle and we can use that milk!

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Reading back over Porter's three month post, I remembered to say that Wallace absolutely LOVES TV, too;) He can also entertain himself for about 30 minutes on his activity mat at times, just like big brother used to do. Wow, really glad Wallace nurses better than Porter did---I forgot that he was already trying to wean completely by now. But yeah, Porter definitely had a better schedule during the day although he was kind of a mess at night. Ah, such a trade off to have an excellent nurser but not a great daytime schedule this time around. Happy he sleeps well at night though!

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Lived in my body three months ago, insane.
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Cecelia at three months? Gah, I vividly remember the day when I did a bottle stand off with her, because she was one who didn't take the bottle and fussed all day at daycare for Lori. I only remember her drinking a few ounces for Lori, but apparently she was actually taking 8-10oz? Who knows. But this is the post that tells us how we conquered the bottle with her and now I'm thinking about doing this for Wallace. Ugggghhhhhhhh. Also, both Porter and Cecelia were going to bed for the night around 7pm so I should probably start that with Ace, too. It seems like CC and Wallace are similar with nighttime sleeping schedules at three months.

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Truman's post says he was 16 pounds, so maybe Ace is actually that heavy, too? And all three big kids' posts mention the fourth trimester ending...I forgot about that!

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Well, Wallace, you are still the best baby ever. Even when you won't take a bottle. Love you so much!!

Fall 2017 Day in the Life Heads Up

Somehow it's already October, which means it's time for the quarterly Day in the Life!

I asked if my blog friend, Liz, would host this quarter again because life feels a little too nutso to take this on. However, I'm hoping to actually participate and link up this quarter and you should, too!

Find Liz here: your posts are due to her by October 22, so pull out your calendars and get to it.

I have this crazy idea for how to do this post without it taking a million years to write up and add pictures....not sure it's nearly the same caliber for details and fun reading. BUT. What if I just do a lot of Instastories the day, complete with time stamps and writing out details, videos, and pictures. Then I save the whole video from the day and embed it into the blog to be a visual account of that particular day? Less typing, less time spent adding pictures, but still documenting a day...the lazy way!?

I don't know, I just might go for it this time around.

P.S. Being back to work this past week was fine. I say 'fine' because Wallace started off the week pretty strong, taking 3-5 ounces in a day while I was away. But by Thursday and Friday, the wheels fell off and he took exactly ZERO ounces on Friday. He's crying for a solid hour or so by the end of our time apart and then wants to nurse all evening long. Luckily he isn't up all night (knock on wood, dear Lord) but it's still really hard and stressful. Pumping just one time yields about 8-9 ounces for me and I think he 'should' drink at least 6 oz while I'm gone. But this child has a strong affinity for nursing and still hates the bottle.

He is Porter's exact opposite. We will figure it out. Three months old tomorrow!

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Return to Work, Round Four

On Monday, I return to my office job, where I'll work four days a week from 9-2pm. My wonderful in-laws will each take two days with Porter and Wallace while the bigs are in school during my work hours. Because everyone is asking me, 'How are you feeling about going back to work?', I figured it was time to hash it out on the blog. Old habits die hard, you know?

I have mixed feelings about donning my 'working mom' hat, one more time. I am not dreading my job and in fact, really find myself looking forward to that part of the gig. Dressing up and feeling somewhat put-together, establishing a solid routine, conversing with adults in a professional setting, making a noticeable difference in our rehab department, contributing to my family financially, stretching my brain beyond it's 'mom' setting, and probably feeling some sense of accomplishment that I'm appreciated and needed----these are all things that I anticipate with my current job. I'm really glad that I took the supervisor position back in January and I think it's a perfect fit for me right now.

Now let me say this: being at home is the most thankless job, but the most important job in the world, in my humble opinion. Being a mother in GENERAL is thankless and important, which is true whether we work outside of the home or not. It's not that I need a pat on the back to say, 'you're going a great job,' every day or anything. But man, it will be nice to hear a 'thanks for doing this' every now and then. So far keeping four kids alive (including a newborn), making meals, semi-cleaning the house, doing laundry, potty training the three year old, coordinating a house renovation/making decisions for the contractor, breaking up sibling fights, running back and forth to school a million times every day, and kissing all of the owies hasn't included many thanks. Or a paycheck.

But I'll say it again: being at home is wonderful and challenging and IMPORTANT. I do feel a solid sense of satisfaction that everyone is still alive and relatively happy after these twelve weeks. It's not tangible, like a paycheck, but the payoff of being home and being a mom is seriously priceless. I've enjoyed my leave SO MUCH. I've soaked it in the best I could, I've bonded with Wallace in a way that I don't remember achieving before with the others, and I've only cried a few times in the process. That's really saying something, isn't it? We must be doing something right with these kids because they remain pretty freaking amazing, blowing our minds on the regular with their little personalities.

And actually, I'll still be in charge of all of those above SAHM tasks, but now I'll be wearing my PT hat in addition. So, yay for another role being added to my plate and cheers to serious time management. I think I'm up for the challenge but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous about this next transition. And Nate, I think it's time for us to hire a housekeeper, and we might need to start ordering groceries online. Let's talk later about how we can delegate and outsource. ;)

I've been thinking a lot about motherhood in general, and this stage of rearing young children combined with the responsibilities of working outside of the home. I despise the word 'busy' when being used to describe our days, so I'll just say that life is really...full. It's hectic at times, feels a little chaotic and lacks control, but it's so stinking good, too. We are blessed (another word that sometimes makes me cringe). We have four kids now, which still sort of boggles my mind. I once pictured myself as a mom with 2-3 kids and a fulfilling career, but now I see that our story includes FOUR children plus a career that I truly enjoy. Life is better than I could have imagined and so much fuller, too.

I'll probably still get choked up when I leave the house on Monday morning. I really don't want to leave Ace and am worried he won't take a bottle, or that he'll scream bloody murder the whole time and my in-laws will resent me/him for it. The first week or two will likely be a huge adjustment for us all, but I have faith that it will all turn out just fine. I've done this before and the perspective I have on this fourth time around is absolutely key: things will constantly keep changing and it's up to me to adapt. Roll with it. Find the little joys throughout the day and let the crappy stuff go. Drink all of the coffee and don't let the To Do list take over your world. The glass is half full and life is good.

These are all concepts I'm still trying to master as a mom of four. Being a mom can be isolating if you let it, but it can also make you feel supported and like we are all doing this huge thing together.

And so THAT'S how I'm feeling about going back to work. Now I'm off to snuggle my baby and reflect on an awesome-but-crazy maternity leave together.

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