Week what?

We are at the point now where I have to look at the calendar to know how many weeks old Devon is. It’s a strange transition. You go from knowing EXACTLY how long the baby has been in your life to ‘Oh, about 14 weeks I think’. Now I find myself saying he is 3 ½ months old instead of counting by weeks.

Since Devon’s first visit with Russ’s coworkers was less than a success, we decided to try again. Perhaps Devon didn’t enjoy the office environment, so we opted to try for a bar instead. He was MUCH happier. I hope this is not indicative of the future. His first smell of Guinness and fish and chips.

For date night this month Russ and I dropped Devon off with his friends Erica, Ben and Finn and went to Big Bowl for some big bowls of food. I am pretty much STARVING at every meal these days (I know, Mom, big surprise) so this was an excellent fit. We were at the Galleria (kind of like shopping in Mequon or Bayshore) and saw this ridiculous stroller. I had seen it in an ad somewhere priced at $999. Which is why I remembered it. $999? It’s a stroller, not a nanny! Well, someone was convinced it was a good investment and they had it rolling around the Galleria. It was all I could do to not stare with my mouth open. The night we babysat for Finn we had to put him down for the night for the first time. . We did his usual routine of washing teeth (sort of, I wasn’t about to lose a digit), books, jammies. It was hilarious watching him walk around in his sleepsack. Time to turn out the lights and said good night and he was having nothing to do with that. I went back in to comfort him and no luck. Russ went in and told him “Finn, your mom and dad are out having a nice time and will be back in about an hour. Why don’t you lay down and go to sleep and when you wake up they will be here. Good night.” And guess what. He did. Not a peep after that.

We are working on our daycare routine. There are little triumphs each day. Last week I had to ask the director to tell his teachers that yes, he does need a bottle at 445. Going from 200 until after 530 when we get home is a recipe for disaster. She did and we had a MUCH better Tuesday night. My challenge at work is how to schedule my days to be in 3 ½ hour blocks at the MOST so I can pump. I am so used to just going going going and only needing to take a break when my stomach or bladder starts yelling at me. It is a good lesson in patience.

Devon had his first lunch at the Woman’s Club and did ‘pretty’ well. Some yelps at the beginning and then fell asleep in my lap. This was a good test for me – how do I manage my baby in a public place where his crying outright isn’t the best choice (aka, fancy shmancy place). Luckily he didn’t get super mad so we called it a success.

My big accomplishment this week was the first bike ride of the season! Of course I chose a SUPER windy day, but I did 10 miles in about 45 minutes and was quite pleased. Now I just need one more rest day so I can sit on the bike again and we’ll return to the road!

Currently, there are 3 cabinets sitting in our backyard awaiting installation TONIGHT! Russ is finishing up the toe kick and then he and I will put them in place! Hopefully then this week we will schedule measurements for counters and get the dishwasher hooked up!!! Fancy party is on the horizon…

This week Devon has started to really enjoy the game ‘airplane’. He looks around, holds his arms and legs out and laughs.

I also put him in the exersaucer for the first time. About 2 minutes in he was DONE but the next day he tolerated it for about 10 minutes and actually started interacting which was really fun to watch.

We can also tell that Devon has Russ's proportions - long torso, short legs. Poor kid is tall enough overall for the exersaucer but has a few more inches to go before he can bounce up and down in it himself...


He has started to really gnaw on more things. Well, really anything that he can get into his mouth – burp rags, toys, fingers. He is getting a little more coordinated at bringing things to his mouth but there is still a lot of refinement to go!

This week when I put him down for a nap he has started to fuss more. I’m not sure if he is starting to realize I am leaving him alone or that he doesn’t know what to do or what is going on. I leave him alone for about 10 minutes (unless he is all out upset) and he usually calms down and falls asleep. Not sure what is going on in that little brain. But he is super quiet if he is falling asleep in his baby bjorn. If you haven't seen that video on facebook, let me know and I will send it to you (videos take a LONG time on this site).

Next weekend Devon gets to meet his Auntie Anna for the first time! Looking forward to some new adventures with her.