WEEK ELEVEN

Oliver is experimenting with his voice. The squeals that come out of him now crack me up. He is turning out to be a very vocal littlebaby. We have full conversations him and I. None of it makes sense to me but he sure gets a kick out of it! Not only has he discovered his voice, but his mouth as well. He wants to put everything in his mouth, especially his hands. Sometimes I can hear him sucking on them from the other room. I broke down and bought a ‘Sophie the Giraffe” and he loves it! Because she is so light, it’s easy for him to hold onto. He has also started reaching towards his toys, and exploring them with his hands.

Tired of Oliver’s constant battle with a gassy tummy, my husband and I decided to switch his formula. I don’t know if it’s too early to say this…and I hope I’m not jinxing it, but I think it’s

helping! He’s been sleeping better at night, and actually slept in his crib from four in the morning until six (whereas I usually have to sleep in the glider with him because of gas pains.) When he slept for five hours in a row, and then six and a half…I nearly died of happiness and restfulness. I’m really hoping that this isn’t a fluke thing and that maybe he’s on his way to waking only twice a night. Wishful thinking? I guess we’ll see! His sleep schedule is definitely starting to develop a rhythm.

It’s not always exactly the same every day but I have a general idea of when he likes to have his long naps.

Of course, as he grows it will change, but for now it’s nice to know what the rhythm of my day looks like. For the first time since he was born, I’m actually feeling rested and not completely sleep deprived. At the end of the day, I’m not so desperate for bed anymore and can spend some time alone with my husband.

This week Oliver had his first big road trip as we drove up to Sudbury to visit both sets of grandparents. He was a very good

traveller, sleeping most of the way. We stopped half way for a diaper change and a good stretch. The poor little guy did have some tummy trouble that day from being in the car seat for so long, but overall the whole experience went a lot smoother then expected. Oliver and I are looking forward (well maybe mostly me...) to spending the week at my parents. I'm excited for them to spend some time with this busy little guy, and maybe catch up on some zzz's!