Wallace | Ten Months

No quilt shot this month and it's already a week late. BUT, Wallace is ten months old.

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He popped his second tooth this month and is standing unsupported, and standing up from a squat position often. He can climb several stairs at a time now and crawls incredibly fast, with one leg propped up under his body for added speed. He will push toys and laundry baskets across the room to practice his walking and has gotten brave enough to lean into me, ALMOST taking his first step. It's crazy to me that he's this close to actually walking. Crazy.

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He hates the sippy cup and also stopped drinking his bottles when I'm at work, so he's just nursing 3-4x per day and usually once at night. We keep pushing the sippy with water, breastmilk, or even whole milk and he literally laughs at us and throws it to the ground. Still growing and has wet diapers so I won't worry, although I cannot assume he's getting *that* much milk from me anymore. Kid just loves the boob though, and I'm trying to look at the bright side of this. NO MORE PUMPING at work and I put the pump away for good. Hallelujah.

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Naps are getting more consistent, still following the 3-3-4 rule for wake time during the day. He will cry before falling asleep at naps and also bedtime but not usually for very long. First nap is around 9 for about 1-1.5 hours and second nap around 1 for the same. Bedtime is around 7pm and then he fell into a routine of waking around 3 am this month. Of course, last night he was up FIVE TIMES AND I WANT TO DIE. But we have all had a bit of a stomach bug, Wallace included, so I'm chalking last night up to sickness. Porter puked in the middle of the night, Nate was puking all day on Mother's Day, Wallace puked last Thursday and his diaper are just disgusting, and I kept Cece home from school today. Truman and I were on the verge Saturday but we both fought off the pukes somehow. Living the dream around here, folks.

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Wallace loves solids and has been doing better with real people food and not just purees. He eats 3 meals a day plus a snack or two. Loves his highchair time as does Henry dog, of course.

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Oh yeah, I flew with Wallace and Lois to Oregon this past month. He did awesome on his first flights but was a little sick when we returned. Must have been those airplane germs and the nearly constant licking of airplane seats/windows/everything. Great trip though, and Ace is excited for his first ever cousin to be born SOON.
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He's getting more vocal and will mimic us now, which is the cutest. He will shake his head 'no' when we ask, motions 'so big' when we do, and can half-point at things . He likes to blow raspberries, squeal, and whisper sweet nothings into my ear.

Some separation anxiety hit this month and he wants mama, and only mama, more often than not. See also: 'boob baby who doesn't sleep.' Actually he DID sleep through the night twice this month, which is basically twice ever (because I don't count those sleepy first three weeks of life at all).

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He's wearing all 12 month clothes and is around 50-60% for weight, and the same for height. Grew a little more hair but not a ton. He is seriously the cutest and I know I'm partial but, COME ON.

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There's more to write about but my brain is mush after the five wake ups last night and cleaning kid vomit from puke buckets. Mister man is loved so hard around here. We can't get enough of him and I'm pretty sure the feeling is mutual.

Wallace | Nine Months

Seems like he is 'almost a year old', but really---nine months. Still big and still growing way too quickly for my liking. And his birthday in July seems like a million years away, mostly because it's legitimately very much winter weather here at the moment.

But yes, my Wallace baby is nine months old now.

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First tooth FINALLY sprouted this month. So now I'm on the look out for numero dos because baby Wallace can be incredibly cranky, so I am forced to blame the teeth.

I have failed to get a picture of the cherished tooth, but that closed-lip smile though.
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Actually, that isn't entirely true. He is happy as a clam during the daytime hours. But at night? We are majorly struggling with sleep deprivation here. FOR REAL, something needs to change. I can't even form a coherent sentence regarding night time sleep (lack thereof), but I will just say this: I need to be ready to fully night-wean this 'boob baby'. And in order for that to happen, I need to be ready to wean all together in case my supply drops or I have to push bottles more to ensure he's completely full/meeting his milk requirements. It's a long story and a convoluted mess in my head, but we will get to a point when we aren't drowning...hopefully soon.

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Picture by Truman:
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I am flying with Ace and Lois in two days, and we are going to Oregon for a total of six days. (EXCITED!! Going for my sister-in-law's baby shower). After this trip, I promise to focus on night weaning and sleep. But I'm not bringing my pump and haven't had to start formula yet, so for this trip at least we will be nursing and not doing bottles.

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Nighttime sleep blows, he's up at least twice a night and sometimes more (and sometimes cries after nursing). Naps are all over the place but usually happen after being awake for 3 hours, then again after 3 hours, and finally bedtime happens after 4 hours of wake time. I'd guess he's up for the day around 6-7 am and I try to get him down for the night by 7:30pm. Each nap ranges from 30 minutes to sometimes 2 hours. Meh.

My screen saver at work:
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Also, he's nursing but this month I can tell my supply is dropping. I'm down to pumping just four times per week (at work) and he usually drinks 11 bottles a week. But recently he's been refusing bottles so I don't even know.  Happy to have my big freezer stash from when he didn't take ANY bottles! Regardless, I'm nursing only from my right side now, so let the lopsided fun begin! I'll pump about 4 oz from righty so I'm guessing he gets at least that when he nurses about three times a day, plus the two-ish times at night. See how those numbers don't totally add up? I want to keep nursing him but also want to sleep, and want to know my baby is full/satisfied. Ah, fourth time around and eating/sleeping is still a 'thing'.

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Solids are not a problem at all, as Wallace eats three times per day and loves mostly anything we give him. He eats whole milk yogurt for breakfast, fruit and veggie purees for lunch and dinner, and then I'm still giving plenty of 'real' food that we are eating as a family. So far he love goldfish crackers, graham crackers, and Veggie Straws the most. Go figure!

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Besides the typical sleep and eating talk, Wallace is still incredibly mobile. He's walking along furniture and has even stood unsupported for a few seconds recently. He crawled up three of our stairs and then fell backwards, because I had no idea he could climb stairs. So that was a fun milestone this month;) He will clap, raise his arms above his head when we say 'so big!', and can sometimes wave goodbye. Oh, and the screaming! Add that to his list of tricks, because kid loves to screech like the rest of the children. The louder the better.

Cannot with this face.
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Truly, he is the sweetest baby, you guys. My favorite is when he nuzzles his face into my neck after waking up for the day. Either that, or when I come home from work and his face lights up with the biggest smile ever.

This is not his big smile, but it is a great shot of his double chin.

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Best.
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Wallace loves to be with the big kids and will crawl at lightning speeds to keep up with the crew. He has a particular obsession with Porter's train table and enjoys destroying any and all train tracks that big brother has built. I'm really proud of Porter for being patient with destructive baby but I wonder how long that patience will last. Wallace just adores the big siblings and will follow them around like a puppy dog. It's the best.

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Super pumped about his first Easter, obvi.
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Balls are a big deal this month as Wallace likes to throw them and then chase the balls all over the house. He will slap his hands on the table/high chair over and over again as if to say, 'Feed me, woman!' He definitely knows his name when I ask him to stay out of trouble (ie, don't suck on our shoes or crawl into the bathroom to explore trash cans).

Spring break 2018 at a museum with the kids. Nate has been working 12 hour days at his new clinic and we are all OVER WINTER already, obviously.
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#blessed
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What else? This past month also contained Truman's first broken bone (his wrist, during a soccer game), Cecelia's awesome dance recital, Nate had his kidney stone surgically removed and also opened his clinic, and we had a good but short visit from my mom, Memaw, and my Aunt Dana. It was a total whirlwind of a month, I guess!

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Kind of can't believe our baby is nine months old already. But it also feels like eleventy hundred years since I was pregnant.

Love this little caboose of perfection, even if he won't sleep and gives me more gray hairs than I've ever had before.
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Wallace | Eight Months

There is so much to write and seemingly NOTHING to write about life/our big boy who turned eight months old.

But we will start with 'something': I blinked and he is eight months old, what in the world?

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Sleep is not my favorite topic at all after last night's debauchery. Yes, it was Daylight Savings Time and yes, it usually blows for all parents in the history of ever. Wallace was up at midnight, then again at 4:45am and he didn't return to sleep after that until 6:30am. He nursed four times and I am seriously exhausted, not sure what is going on but he's getting worse at sleep instead of getting better.

I'm looking at you, kid.
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Someday he will sleep through the night and it will be a glorious occasion. But kid just loves to nurse and likely needs it for 'comfort' in the middle of the night, despite all of our sleep training efforts to make bedtime a solid routine that doesn't include nursing.

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He gets a bedtime bottle around 6:30pm and then lights off around 7pm after jammies, books, songs. He now hates taking a bath so I'm not forcing the issue every night in the name of routine.

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Naps are not quite consistent yet, but he will roughly nap for a total of 2 hours each day. Usually he takes the first one around 9am and the second around 1pm, and they range from 45 min to sometimes 2 hours long. It's a crap shoot because depending on how awful the night went, he may sleep in until 8:30 am which throws off the nap schedule entirely.

Yawn.

I'm tired of talking about how tired I am so let's just move on, shall we? Because my goodness, he's cute.

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Wallace loves eating 'real' food now and is gagging less on non-purees. He enjoys protein pancakes, burgers, pizza, quinoa and rice, and baked sweet potato strips. Anything that he can hold himself is a winner and the messier the better! He still eats purees, too, and will down 4-8oz of the stuff during a mealtime. Because I'm being a little psychotic about sleep at night (ha!), I'm trying to get him full to the gills during the day---so purees actually pack more punch than chunky food at the moment.

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He is an excellent nurser, too, and for that I'm eternally grateful. He nurses when he wakes up for the day, gets one 6oz bottle of breastmilk while I'm at work, nurses when I return around 2:30pm, and sometimes nurses again around 5pm before dinner, then that 6:30pm 5 oz breastmilk bottle happens before bed. I have been pumping at work and then also before I go to bed, but I told myself after he hit eight months I could drop the bedtime pump. I do have a hefty freezer stash leftover from the days of bottle refusal/return to work, and honestly if I have to supplement with formula here and there I vow not to care. Because right now, my mental health is going to suffer if I continue pumping before bed, working outside of the home, managing three kids, a house, etc etc etc. I have no doubt that Wallace will continue to nurse when we are together, even if I give a formula bottle at bedtime---so we will just cross that bridge when we come to it as my freezer stash dwindles.

Delicious skin.
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Sidenote on nursing and sleeping: I mentioned the Precious Little Sleep book in my last post, and there is a section in the book that really stuck with me. It talks about 'boob babies' and how you know you have a boob baby when they are obsessed with nursing. It's like nursing is a chocolate cupcake to them, and they are not happy when you remove their beloved cupcake from them. Sure, they CAN sleep without a mouth full of cupcake, but why would anyone want to do that? Stand between a boob baby and his cupcake and you will feel their discontent. Wallace is a total boob baby and loves his freaking chocolate cupcake like woah. I'll try to focus on the positive in this, because although Porter was STTN by now, he also self-weaned at six months. You can't always have a good sleeper AND a good nurser, right?

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An area of excellence for Wallace? Mobility. This baby is seriously crawling super fast, pulling up, sitting back down, he just climbed up the bottom step of our staircase, and he can easily walk along furniture now. The ottoman, couch, and trainable are his favorite locations to practice this skill and I've seen him reach from couch to ottoman, changing locations without a problem. YIKES. It's kind of my favorite to see him crawl like a maniac from room to room, and he will hunt me down when he hears my voice from afar.

T-R-O-U-B-L-E
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How I shower:
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For all of his amazing efforts in mobility, Waller McBaller still has not cut a single tooth. This is definitely late compared to my other children!!

Also, this past month was not the healthiest for our baby. He had his very first ear infection about a month ago, and then two weeks ago I had to take him into Urgent Care because he was hysterical at night. Also, the other three kids were also sick (Truman had an ear infection and possible strep, Cecelia and Porter both had tummy bugs). We had a total of four Urgent Care visits spanned over two weekends, Wallace going in twice and the other kids all went in once. It was a blast, let me tell you.

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SADDEST.
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Oh yeah, I forgot about the time his eyes were crusty and red and swollen last month, too. Let the good times roll.
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ANYWAY, that first weekend of fun uncovered Wallace's second ear infection---this time only his left ear, but 'pretty bad' according to the doc. Since he had been off amoxicillin for only one month, they put him on Cefdinir this time which is stronger. It did help clear up the infection, but on day 7 he spiked a 103 degree fever over night and was crying the saddest cry ever, plus very tired. I took him back into Urgent Care and they swabbed him for Influenza, which was negative. Therefore it was some 'new' virus that gradually faded after a day or two, but the past few weeks have been pretty insane around here. See also: Nate has had a kidney stone for FIVE WEEKS NOW and has to have surgery to remove it this week. #StruggleBus

Because he's been weighed every time at Urgent Care, I know Wallace is a little over 19 pounds now and fits both 9 month and 12 month outfits. I feel like his forehead gets bigger every day and with his new-found scrunch face smile? Totally resembling Truman more and more, if you ask me.

His siblings are in love with this baby and the feeling is mutual. Wallace will giggle at all of them and although he usually destroys Porter's train tracks, big brother is being patient with the little trouble maker more than I expected. Truman and Cecelia are genuinely helpful as they play with Wallace, keep him out of trouble (sort of), and carry him around the house for fun.

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Also, sits in BOB without car seat now!

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ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
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We call him 'Wallace' most often, but Ace, Waller McBaller, Wall-Ball, Wally Poppins, Mister Poppins, Wallaby, and Acey Basey are all common nicknames you'll hear us say to this nugget babe.

Bunch of (lovable) clowns
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Well, this turned out to be complain-y pants, huh? I should know better than to write a blog post the day after getting horrid sleep. But I'm obviously not making time to write here much anymore, so when the opportunity presents itself I must blog, darn it.

Things to also note:
-Truman turned eight years old and is amazing.
-Nate's new clinic opens in a week!
-Did I mention Nate is having surgery this week?
-We signed the final draw for our addition. Still need to do a tour for you, I know.
-Other thoughts on this hectic time in our lives do sometimes surface, and I consider writing them down. But if a general monthly update is this negative (read: TIRED), I don't think I can do the positive side justice right now. So I just don't write and that's uncool, but maybe someday I'll dust off the cobwebs. After all, this little blog has been kicking for almost ELEVEN years, man. Insanity.
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