I'm going to try to keep this short, but I have a tendency to ramble.
At Beckham's 9 month well check up, he was considered underweight for his height, but not for his age. He was eating really well at the time. Our pediatrician ordered routine blood work, for babies underweight. All came back normal. And referred us to a pediatric dietician.
Days after his 9 month well check, he started to refuse to eat. He started vomiting at the sight, smell, and thought of food. If he was placed in his high chair, he'd gag, most times to the point of vomiting. If you brought food up to his nose, he'd gag/puke. These past couple months have been frustrating to say the least. I have been calling our pediatricians office every week/every other week. A RN takes his calls and determines if the child needs to be seen. I couldn't convince them that it wasn't normal that he wouldn't eat, and was vomiting. Every RN I spoke to said 'he has food aversions'. Okay...but he still needs to be seen so I can get help with it. They wouldn't.
We saw a pediatric dietician a couple weeks ago. It took a month and a half to get in to see her. She gave us some good tips on how to fatten him up. One was to add a teaspoon of oil to everything he ate, but he doesn't eat. And to concentrate his formula. He is drinking about 11 ounces of formula a day, when he should be drinking 33 ounces if that's his only form of nutrition he gets. Let me just add that, he isn't your typical baby that sits down and drinks a 6+ ounce bottle. He takes sips here and there, mostly taking all 11 ounces during the night. As in he wakes up every hour, sometimes more for a sip of his bottle.
Last Friday we woke up to him covered in vomit, it was everywhere. In his ears, hair, every square inch of his crib was soaked. By morning he was just dry heaving. He did not seem well at all! The stomach flu didn't cross my mind because he had been vomiting on and off for 2 months, obviously nothing like this though. But he didn't have a fever, and didn't have diarrhea. My husband said we'd better take him to the Stollery. We explained his 'issues' to the doctor and he said that Beckham has the stomach flu. Fair enough, I'm sure he did. But that didn't explain why he vomits daily, and doesn't eat. We wanted answers. The doctor said our pediatrician likes to treat his own patients, and doesn't like other doctors to diagnose. Great.
This past week the vomiting became more frequent, I got fed up. I called and said he needs to be seen by a doctor, enough is enough. Again the RN said he has food aversions and that they didn't have an appointment for two weeks, but would leave his file open on her desk for the doctor to see if he could fit him in sooner. We got a call a few hours later that we could see him that day.
I love our pediatrician, he has always showed concern, and always refers us to a specialist, should there be any concern. I explained what I had been dealing with for two months. To him, it sounds as though Beckham has a behavioral disorder towards food, but to be sure he is having a barium swallow test (X-ray) this week. We will have an occupational therapist come into our home and assess/help Beckham with his negative feeling towards food, should that be his issue. The pediatrician recommended us night weaning him, because he obviously should take in his calories during the day, rather then night. We knew that, but, when your baby doesn't eat, you'll give him his calories whenever he wants those calories!
Last night was our first night, night weaning. I was nervous he'd cry ALL night, since he is up every hour for his bottle. I thought there's no way I could possibly listen to him cry of hunger, and not give in. But to my surprise our night went a lot better then I had thought it would. The first time he woke up he cried/screamed for an hour and 7 mins (we went in his room every 10 minutes to reassure him, and rub his back). He is so strong willed. He woke up 4 - 5 times after that but settled within 5 minutes with his soother. This morning, he had a couple bites of food...progress!! :):)
That's our past two months in a nutshell. Very frustrating but hopefully we figure something out soon! ...you don't appreciate a baby that eats, until you have one that doesn't!
xo
A
Saturday, 25 January 2014
Friday, 22 November 2013
9 months!
Wow! I am awful at blogging. I have a few posts that I started writing, but never finished so, they sit there unpublished. Maybe I'll get around to them some day, but for now...our sweet boy turned 9 months old yesterday, and I see I didn't even write an 8 month post. Bad mama!
It's been the absolute best 9 months of my life. I love this sweet boy. He really is a dream baby, in the sense that he is thee easiest baby, that has never been a cryer. We are blessed. So blessed.
He is such a busy boy. If he's not sleeping (which he does A LOT of) he is constantly on the go. Into absolutely everything, everything but his toys. He climbs the stairs, pulls himself up onto everything, and has even started crawling the 'right way'. For the past couple months he was always army crawling, but in the past couple days he's decided to start crawling on his hands and knees (even though he's much faster at army crawling). He's trying so hard to stand unassisted, but just falls on his bum in half a second, only to pull himself back up again, let go, and fall. He's a determined little boy. But shows no interest in walking, for now. He sleeps 12 hours at night, in the past month he's finally started sleeping through the night without being fed. He has 4 naps a day, 3 long ones (1 and a half - two hours long) and one short one around 5 just to be able to make it to bed at 7. He weaned himself completely of breast feeding at 8 and a half months and now has gone to drinking formula which was a big struggle to get him to drink. He doesn't drink a lot of it though. A week ago he weighed 18lbs and 4oz and was 29 1/4" long. He did lose a bit of weight when he turned 8 months so we had to weigh him every two weeks and call in his weight to our pediatrician. In the past month he's gained 2lbs and 2oz, so that's great to see! He is SO picky when it comes to food. He LOVES what he loves but doesn't care to try anything new, and always gags at textures and food he's never tried before. As in gags to the point of vomiting. Those baby mum mums that it seems every baby loves? Yea, no. He doesn't like those at all! He loves to drink water. He loves fruit, peanut butter, yogurt, most vegetables, but doesn't care for meat and hates any type of cereal. So needless to say we have to disguise the cereal and meat with things he does like. He has no teeth! Yep, that's right at 9 months old he's still a gumbee. He has been teething on and off since he was 4 months old... I could see two teeth buds for months, and now they've disappeared. He seems to say 'mama' but I don't think he associates it with me? He hates to cuddle. I think I've touched on that before. But like even if he is sick, tired, or has fallen and bonked his head on the coffee table and is crying, he still doesn't want to be cuddled. I love that he's independent and is able to put himself to sleep at nap time and bed time. But I'm also kind of sad that my little baby doesn't like to cuddle. I have never rocked him to sleep, even as a newborn I would just place him in his crib awake and he'd fall asleep on his own.
Like I said he really is a dream baby. And is such a sweet blessing!
I love him more than words!
xo
A
It's been the absolute best 9 months of my life. I love this sweet boy. He really is a dream baby, in the sense that he is thee easiest baby, that has never been a cryer. We are blessed. So blessed.
He is such a busy boy. If he's not sleeping (which he does A LOT of) he is constantly on the go. Into absolutely everything, everything but his toys. He climbs the stairs, pulls himself up onto everything, and has even started crawling the 'right way'. For the past couple months he was always army crawling, but in the past couple days he's decided to start crawling on his hands and knees (even though he's much faster at army crawling). He's trying so hard to stand unassisted, but just falls on his bum in half a second, only to pull himself back up again, let go, and fall. He's a determined little boy. But shows no interest in walking, for now. He sleeps 12 hours at night, in the past month he's finally started sleeping through the night without being fed. He has 4 naps a day, 3 long ones (1 and a half - two hours long) and one short one around 5 just to be able to make it to bed at 7. He weaned himself completely of breast feeding at 8 and a half months and now has gone to drinking formula which was a big struggle to get him to drink. He doesn't drink a lot of it though. A week ago he weighed 18lbs and 4oz and was 29 1/4" long. He did lose a bit of weight when he turned 8 months so we had to weigh him every two weeks and call in his weight to our pediatrician. In the past month he's gained 2lbs and 2oz, so that's great to see! He is SO picky when it comes to food. He LOVES what he loves but doesn't care to try anything new, and always gags at textures and food he's never tried before. As in gags to the point of vomiting. Those baby mum mums that it seems every baby loves? Yea, no. He doesn't like those at all! He loves to drink water. He loves fruit, peanut butter, yogurt, most vegetables, but doesn't care for meat and hates any type of cereal. So needless to say we have to disguise the cereal and meat with things he does like. He has no teeth! Yep, that's right at 9 months old he's still a gumbee. He has been teething on and off since he was 4 months old... I could see two teeth buds for months, and now they've disappeared. He seems to say 'mama' but I don't think he associates it with me? He hates to cuddle. I think I've touched on that before. But like even if he is sick, tired, or has fallen and bonked his head on the coffee table and is crying, he still doesn't want to be cuddled. I love that he's independent and is able to put himself to sleep at nap time and bed time. But I'm also kind of sad that my little baby doesn't like to cuddle. I have never rocked him to sleep, even as a newborn I would just place him in his crib awake and he'd fall asleep on his own.
Like I said he really is a dream baby. And is such a sweet blessing!
I love him more than words!
xo
A
Tuesday, 8 October 2013
7 months!
It's a good thing I don't blog in hopes to win any blog awards, because I'd definitely not succeed.
2 weeks ago Beckham turned 7 months old! 7 months. This is going by way. too. fast.
At 7 months old he weighed 17lbs and was 28 1/4" long. He mastered sitting up unassisted. He HATES cuddling. Forget even trying to hold him. If you hold him close, he puts his hands on your chest and pushes himself away from you. I, too. wasn't a cuddly baby, and have never liked to cuddle either. He wears a size 3 diaper. He can't sleep without his lovey (a very small satin/soft blanket). Speaking of sleep, he still doesn't sleep through the night, and gets up to feed every 4 hours, though he eats solids 3 times a day. I need to quit talking about night weaning and actually start night weaning, like this weekend. The one bonus is, ever since he was a newborn, I have been able to put him in his crib awake, and he falls asleep instantly without making a peep. He loves to sleep. He still naps every hour and a half - two hours. His naps are longer now and range from an hour - two hours. He gets mistaken for a girl all. the. time. He can be dressed in blue from head to toe and he still gets called a 'she'. Lastly, he is thee happiest baby I have ever met! We definitely go days, if not weeks, where we don't hear him cry. Gosh do we ever love our sweet boy! More than words can say.
xo
A
2 weeks ago Beckham turned 7 months old! 7 months. This is going by way. too. fast.
At 7 months old he weighed 17lbs and was 28 1/4" long. He mastered sitting up unassisted. He HATES cuddling. Forget even trying to hold him. If you hold him close, he puts his hands on your chest and pushes himself away from you. I, too. wasn't a cuddly baby, and have never liked to cuddle either. He wears a size 3 diaper. He can't sleep without his lovey (a very small satin/soft blanket). Speaking of sleep, he still doesn't sleep through the night, and gets up to feed every 4 hours, though he eats solids 3 times a day. I need to quit talking about night weaning and actually start night weaning, like this weekend. The one bonus is, ever since he was a newborn, I have been able to put him in his crib awake, and he falls asleep instantly without making a peep. He loves to sleep. He still naps every hour and a half - two hours. His naps are longer now and range from an hour - two hours. He gets mistaken for a girl all. the. time. He can be dressed in blue from head to toe and he still gets called a 'she'. Lastly, he is thee happiest baby I have ever met! We definitely go days, if not weeks, where we don't hear him cry. Gosh do we ever love our sweet boy! More than words can say.
xo
A
Tuesday, 17 September 2013
Happily ever after!
Today we celebrate our 2nd wedding anniversary, not together mind you, but none the less two years ago today is the day that I married my best friend!
At this time two years ago, I was getting ready to walk down the aisle at 1:30 in the afternoon! I remember standing outside the doors of the Wedgewood Room at the beautiful Fairmont Hotel MacDonald with my parents and bridesmaids by my side. The wedding planner told me that in minutes the doors would open and I would be walking down the aisle towards my soon to be handsome husband. I remember how nervous I was. I kept saying 'I can't do this!' It wasn't that I was nervous to marry Brendon, that wasn't it at all! I was more than ready to do that. I was more so nervous about the day 'being all about me'. I have always been the type of person to not want to be noticed, and to just blend into a crowd. I didn't want everyone to stare at me for the entire day, that was mortifying, really. But I did it! As nervous as I was. Our wedding was beautiful and perfect! I thank my parents for making it all come together. I am so blessed to have the family I have. It was the best day of my life, well tied for the best day of my life...
Today I celebrate our second anniversary with our sweet baby boy, who is my everything! As Brendon is out of town working until Friday. Next week we will be jet setting to our most favorite place in the world (that we've been too!), Maui, to celebrate our second anniversary together!
Brendon is my best friend, the love of my life, my husband. I am pretty certain there isn't two people who laugh more with each other than we do! I am so lucky, blessed and thankful to get to spend the rest of my life with him!
...Falling in love with him was easy. Staying in love with him is easier...
xo
A
At this time two years ago, I was getting ready to walk down the aisle at 1:30 in the afternoon! I remember standing outside the doors of the Wedgewood Room at the beautiful Fairmont Hotel MacDonald with my parents and bridesmaids by my side. The wedding planner told me that in minutes the doors would open and I would be walking down the aisle towards my soon to be handsome husband. I remember how nervous I was. I kept saying 'I can't do this!' It wasn't that I was nervous to marry Brendon, that wasn't it at all! I was more than ready to do that. I was more so nervous about the day 'being all about me'. I have always been the type of person to not want to be noticed, and to just blend into a crowd. I didn't want everyone to stare at me for the entire day, that was mortifying, really. But I did it! As nervous as I was. Our wedding was beautiful and perfect! I thank my parents for making it all come together. I am so blessed to have the family I have. It was the best day of my life, well tied for the best day of my life...
Today I celebrate our second anniversary with our sweet baby boy, who is my everything! As Brendon is out of town working until Friday. Next week we will be jet setting to our most favorite place in the world (that we've been too!), Maui, to celebrate our second anniversary together!
Brendon is my best friend, the love of my life, my husband. I am pretty certain there isn't two people who laugh more with each other than we do! I am so lucky, blessed and thankful to get to spend the rest of my life with him!
...Falling in love with him was easy. Staying in love with him is easier...
xo
A
Monday, 16 September 2013
Oh poop!
It's been a while!
Here's what we've been up to this last month...
First things first, Beckham pooped! Finally. But, not on his own. He hadn't pooped in 19 days. After multiple suppository's, pears, prunes, peaches, prune juice, corn syrup in water...you name it, we tried it! The poor guy would push his little brains out multiple times a day...and nothing! No gas, no poop, no nothing...for 19 days. I was in correspondence with our pediatrician for the past couple weeks. We finally went into see him on day 14. He felt the hard mass of stool in his tummy, prescribed him lax-a-day, sent us for an X-ray, and sent us on our way...5 days of lax-a-day increasing the dosage, and still no poop had this mama annoyed that though the pediatrician said 'he should be pooping one - two times a day' that it was 'fine' that he hadn't pooped in 19 days. Yesterday we decided that we wanted a second opinion and took him into the Stollery Children's Hospital. They ended up giving him an enema. It worked pretty well instantly but me oh my did he ever cry. A cry I had never heard before. I guess you get severely painful stomach cramps when given an enema. Poor guy. But we were SO excited to see poop! The things that excite us these days...
Last month Beckham attended his first concert. Selena Gomez. I know, right? I had never even heard of her. Brendon won the tickets through work, and for whatever reason really wanted to go. She lip synced the entire show. And is not in the least talented, in my opinion.
Last month we also went to Calgary for 4 nights. Brendon had work meetings there, so we decided to tag along. It was Beckham's first time away from home. He did okay, at best. He was great during the day, but did not sleep well at night, being in playpen and sharing a room with us. I ended up getting to catch up with 4 of my girl friends while there. It was SO nice to catch up with them individually and introduce Beckham to them!
Now onto September.
Earlier this month we attended one of my very first friends wedding, in Saskatchewan. Yep, we packed Beckham up and drove 9 hours each way to share in this special day, with a special friend! Surprisingly, Beckham did SO well the entire weekend!
This past week we drove to Calgary to get Beckham's 6 month/our family pictures done! We had them done by Myrtle & Moss Photography. Angie and I went to Junior High and High School together. She is an incredibly talented photographer. We are so happy with our photos.
And last but certainly not least...we celebrated my brothers 28 Birthday this month. My brother is one of thee most important people in my life. He is genuine, smart, caring, passionate...really he's the full meal deal! He will graduate from University in January, after 8 years, we are so darn proud of him! He deserves all the success in the world. But, with that, I am sad as he will make the move back to Calgary to forgo his career.
That's all for now.
xo
A
Here's what we've been up to this last month...
First things first, Beckham pooped! Finally. But, not on his own. He hadn't pooped in 19 days. After multiple suppository's, pears, prunes, peaches, prune juice, corn syrup in water...you name it, we tried it! The poor guy would push his little brains out multiple times a day...and nothing! No gas, no poop, no nothing...for 19 days. I was in correspondence with our pediatrician for the past couple weeks. We finally went into see him on day 14. He felt the hard mass of stool in his tummy, prescribed him lax-a-day, sent us for an X-ray, and sent us on our way...5 days of lax-a-day increasing the dosage, and still no poop had this mama annoyed that though the pediatrician said 'he should be pooping one - two times a day' that it was 'fine' that he hadn't pooped in 19 days. Yesterday we decided that we wanted a second opinion and took him into the Stollery Children's Hospital. They ended up giving him an enema. It worked pretty well instantly but me oh my did he ever cry. A cry I had never heard before. I guess you get severely painful stomach cramps when given an enema. Poor guy. But we were SO excited to see poop! The things that excite us these days...
Last month Beckham attended his first concert. Selena Gomez. I know, right? I had never even heard of her. Brendon won the tickets through work, and for whatever reason really wanted to go. She lip synced the entire show. And is not in the least talented, in my opinion.
Last month we also went to Calgary for 4 nights. Brendon had work meetings there, so we decided to tag along. It was Beckham's first time away from home. He did okay, at best. He was great during the day, but did not sleep well at night, being in playpen and sharing a room with us. I ended up getting to catch up with 4 of my girl friends while there. It was SO nice to catch up with them individually and introduce Beckham to them!
Now onto September.
Earlier this month we attended one of my very first friends wedding, in Saskatchewan. Yep, we packed Beckham up and drove 9 hours each way to share in this special day, with a special friend! Surprisingly, Beckham did SO well the entire weekend!
This past week we drove to Calgary to get Beckham's 6 month/our family pictures done! We had them done by Myrtle & Moss Photography. Angie and I went to Junior High and High School together. She is an incredibly talented photographer. We are so happy with our photos.
And last but certainly not least...we celebrated my brothers 28 Birthday this month. My brother is one of thee most important people in my life. He is genuine, smart, caring, passionate...really he's the full meal deal! He will graduate from University in January, after 8 years, we are so darn proud of him! He deserves all the success in the world. But, with that, I am sad as he will make the move back to Calgary to forgo his career.
That's all for now.
xo
A
Tuesday, 13 August 2013
Oh hey!
It's been a while.
We've been busy enjoying our summer with our sweet baby boy!
I have some catching up to do...
A few weeks ago I decided enough was enough and it was time to get back to the gym. I started going to the gym when Beckham was 7 weeks old, but, when him and I fell sick with a cold when he was 3 months old, we took time to recover and poof! It (the gym) quickly worked it's way out of our routine. I'm happy to be back at it again.
Our high chair was delivered last week and I was SO excited to start Beckham on solids, though he was a couple weeks shy of being 6 months old. My gut feeling was that he wouldn't like solids, because let's face it, this babe is a boob man and will not take a bottle. I was right. He hates solids. He quivers and gags and refuses to even swallow anything. We've tried rice cereal, prunes and pears (the last two because he hadn't pooped in 12 days and we were desperately trying to get him too! To much information? I apologize). It's been 6 days of trying. I hear this is normal and sometimes it takes up to 15 days before they actually swallow food. Well lets hope, because he will be cut off from nursing when he's one year old.
He started rolling from his back to his tummy last week and now he is a rolling machine! As soon as you place him on his back, he rolls to his tummy. Changing him is becoming more and more difficult to do because he just wants to roll onto his tummy, constantly. Sleeping is another thing. Oh how I long for the day of an 8 hour uninterrupted night of sleep. I used to be able to brag at how well he slept, well those days are long gone. He is a terrible sleeper most nights. He seems to be waking up at 3am and thinking its time to get up for the day. So some nights I'm up with him from 3am - 4:30am and then he'll fall asleep until 6am. 6 is his new number. It used to be 9 and then 830 and now 6. 6 is way too early to be starting my day! I don't go to bed until 11:30 and I can be up anywhere from 5 - 15 times a night with him. He also needs to eat every 3 hours, and this is why he needs to start liking food, maybe he will stay full for longer than 3 hours. Luckily my husband's home on weekends who is more than willing to get up frequently throughout the night with him and then get up with him at 6, to let this mama get some rest!
I joined a moms group in the spring and absolutely loved it!! Four of us from the group decided to join a summer moms group too, which has been great. I have a hard time staying at home. I have always had to be on the go and that has not changed with having a baby, though it will have to once he starts napping for longer than a half an hour at a time. Three of us from the group have become really close and try to get together once a week aside from attending our moms group once a week. We have really bonded and I love these sweet ladies and their sweet babes! Our babes are only a couple weeks apart so Beckham will have a great time with their children in the years to come!
We are headed to Calgary next week. My husband has to be there for meetings with work, so we decided it would be a good opportunity for me to go visit friends and to see how Beckham does away from home. I'm so darn nervous. He is in such a routine/schedule and I'm terrified to throw him off of it, by having him sleep in a hotel, and not in his crib. We are going to Maui in September so this will be a good test for us.
That's is all for now.
Oh and I must add how stinken much I love our sweet boy! Though he is such a terrible night sleeper, he is such a great baby! We truly are so lucky and blessed. It is very rare to ever hear him cry, he has even significantly improved in the car and if he were to cry that is the only time he would cry in a day. He is the light of our lives!
xo
A
We've been busy enjoying our summer with our sweet baby boy!
I have some catching up to do...
A few weeks ago I decided enough was enough and it was time to get back to the gym. I started going to the gym when Beckham was 7 weeks old, but, when him and I fell sick with a cold when he was 3 months old, we took time to recover and poof! It (the gym) quickly worked it's way out of our routine. I'm happy to be back at it again.
Our high chair was delivered last week and I was SO excited to start Beckham on solids, though he was a couple weeks shy of being 6 months old. My gut feeling was that he wouldn't like solids, because let's face it, this babe is a boob man and will not take a bottle. I was right. He hates solids. He quivers and gags and refuses to even swallow anything. We've tried rice cereal, prunes and pears (the last two because he hadn't pooped in 12 days and we were desperately trying to get him too! To much information? I apologize). It's been 6 days of trying. I hear this is normal and sometimes it takes up to 15 days before they actually swallow food. Well lets hope, because he will be cut off from nursing when he's one year old.
He started rolling from his back to his tummy last week and now he is a rolling machine! As soon as you place him on his back, he rolls to his tummy. Changing him is becoming more and more difficult to do because he just wants to roll onto his tummy, constantly. Sleeping is another thing. Oh how I long for the day of an 8 hour uninterrupted night of sleep. I used to be able to brag at how well he slept, well those days are long gone. He is a terrible sleeper most nights. He seems to be waking up at 3am and thinking its time to get up for the day. So some nights I'm up with him from 3am - 4:30am and then he'll fall asleep until 6am. 6 is his new number. It used to be 9 and then 830 and now 6. 6 is way too early to be starting my day! I don't go to bed until 11:30 and I can be up anywhere from 5 - 15 times a night with him. He also needs to eat every 3 hours, and this is why he needs to start liking food, maybe he will stay full for longer than 3 hours. Luckily my husband's home on weekends who is more than willing to get up frequently throughout the night with him and then get up with him at 6, to let this mama get some rest!
I joined a moms group in the spring and absolutely loved it!! Four of us from the group decided to join a summer moms group too, which has been great. I have a hard time staying at home. I have always had to be on the go and that has not changed with having a baby, though it will have to once he starts napping for longer than a half an hour at a time. Three of us from the group have become really close and try to get together once a week aside from attending our moms group once a week. We have really bonded and I love these sweet ladies and their sweet babes! Our babes are only a couple weeks apart so Beckham will have a great time with their children in the years to come!
We are headed to Calgary next week. My husband has to be there for meetings with work, so we decided it would be a good opportunity for me to go visit friends and to see how Beckham does away from home. I'm so darn nervous. He is in such a routine/schedule and I'm terrified to throw him off of it, by having him sleep in a hotel, and not in his crib. We are going to Maui in September so this will be a good test for us.
That's is all for now.
Oh and I must add how stinken much I love our sweet boy! Though he is such a terrible night sleeper, he is such a great baby! We truly are so lucky and blessed. It is very rare to ever hear him cry, he has even significantly improved in the car and if he were to cry that is the only time he would cry in a day. He is the light of our lives!
xo
A
Tuesday, 23 July 2013
Car training?
We've all heard about sleep training.
You know, when you let your babe cry it out, in hopes that he/she will learn to sleep through the night?
Is there such a thing as car training? Where you let them cry it out and maybe, just maybe, they won't hate the car anymore?
Well...this past weekend my husbands work had an annual golf tournament. I, of course, did not golf. However, Brendon of course did. He wanted Beckham and I to join him in the evening after golf to meet the guys he works with. He planned on having a few beverages during his round of golf and asked if we could drive him to the tournament, which was held in Camrose (about an hour and a half drive from our house). This meant that I would have to leave the house fairly early in the morning to drive to Camrose and drop him off, to turn around and drive back home to then later drive back to Camrose and then drive back home. So...that's about 6 hours in the vehicle total with an hour and a half driving stretch each time.
I was nervous.
I can't stand hearing my babe cry as I drive and not be able to help him. It is heart wrenching.
The drive out there he more so fussed then cried, for about 40 minutes, but eventually fell asleep, as it was his nap time. The ride back home he cried for about a half an hour and again fell asleep, but would periodically cry in his sleep. I prayed he wouldn't wake up once he fell asleep, because I knew if he were to wake up and realize he was in the car that he would cry, hard. He slept until we got home, phewf. On the way back out there he fussed/cried for 20 minutes and fell asleep for about 45 minutes and then woke up and bawled for 20 minutes and then fell back asleep. Once I picked Brendon up from the golf course we had to then drive a half an hour to get to the campground where the bbq/festivities were held. Everyone camped out there for the weekend, but I was not interested in sleeping in a tent, with a baby, and being eaten alive by mosquitos, since he can't wear bug spray. Certainly wasn't up my alley! Brendon and I have always 'made fun' of those people that you see where the wife sits in the back seat with the baby/child as the father taxis them around. Well...we were those people! I made Brendon jump in the back when I picked him up to see if this would prevent Beckham from crying. It certainly helped but he still fussed on and off on our way to the campground. Then it was time to drive home. Brendon jumped in the back with him again but this time he cried, and he cried and he cried. It did not matter that Brendon was sitting back there with him, he was not a happy camper. It didn't help that it was nearing his bedtime and he really didn't get any good naps in that day. I finally had to pull over off the road to try and calm him down. I nursed him to comfort him, and then back in the carseat he went. He would arch his back so that I struggled to buckle him back in and off we were, with a crying baby. Oh joy! Finally he fell asleep on the outskirts of Edmonton. Needless to say he slept amazingly well that night.
Today is Tuesday and Beckham has not cried or fussed in the car since. I, of course, have been out and about Sunday, Monday and Tuesday and he seems perfectly content in the car. I know it's only been 3 days but there has never been a time since he was 2 months old where I haven't heard a peep out of him as we drive. Today he fell asleep while at our moms group and when I put him in his carseat, I didn't even attach his toy bar to the carseat and when he woke up he didn't even make a peep! So...did we car train him by having him cry it out? Or is this just a coincidence and we'll be back to square one tomorrow?
Oh my gosh driving has become much less stressful! Although I have never let his crying be a reason not to go out, it has been SO nice not to listen to a baby cry as I drive.
Here's to hoping it stays this way.
xo
a
You know, when you let your babe cry it out, in hopes that he/she will learn to sleep through the night?
Is there such a thing as car training? Where you let them cry it out and maybe, just maybe, they won't hate the car anymore?
Well...this past weekend my husbands work had an annual golf tournament. I, of course, did not golf. However, Brendon of course did. He wanted Beckham and I to join him in the evening after golf to meet the guys he works with. He planned on having a few beverages during his round of golf and asked if we could drive him to the tournament, which was held in Camrose (about an hour and a half drive from our house). This meant that I would have to leave the house fairly early in the morning to drive to Camrose and drop him off, to turn around and drive back home to then later drive back to Camrose and then drive back home. So...that's about 6 hours in the vehicle total with an hour and a half driving stretch each time.
I was nervous.
I can't stand hearing my babe cry as I drive and not be able to help him. It is heart wrenching.
The drive out there he more so fussed then cried, for about 40 minutes, but eventually fell asleep, as it was his nap time. The ride back home he cried for about a half an hour and again fell asleep, but would periodically cry in his sleep. I prayed he wouldn't wake up once he fell asleep, because I knew if he were to wake up and realize he was in the car that he would cry, hard. He slept until we got home, phewf. On the way back out there he fussed/cried for 20 minutes and fell asleep for about 45 minutes and then woke up and bawled for 20 minutes and then fell back asleep. Once I picked Brendon up from the golf course we had to then drive a half an hour to get to the campground where the bbq/festivities were held. Everyone camped out there for the weekend, but I was not interested in sleeping in a tent, with a baby, and being eaten alive by mosquitos, since he can't wear bug spray. Certainly wasn't up my alley! Brendon and I have always 'made fun' of those people that you see where the wife sits in the back seat with the baby/child as the father taxis them around. Well...we were those people! I made Brendon jump in the back when I picked him up to see if this would prevent Beckham from crying. It certainly helped but he still fussed on and off on our way to the campground. Then it was time to drive home. Brendon jumped in the back with him again but this time he cried, and he cried and he cried. It did not matter that Brendon was sitting back there with him, he was not a happy camper. It didn't help that it was nearing his bedtime and he really didn't get any good naps in that day. I finally had to pull over off the road to try and calm him down. I nursed him to comfort him, and then back in the carseat he went. He would arch his back so that I struggled to buckle him back in and off we were, with a crying baby. Oh joy! Finally he fell asleep on the outskirts of Edmonton. Needless to say he slept amazingly well that night.
Today is Tuesday and Beckham has not cried or fussed in the car since. I, of course, have been out and about Sunday, Monday and Tuesday and he seems perfectly content in the car. I know it's only been 3 days but there has never been a time since he was 2 months old where I haven't heard a peep out of him as we drive. Today he fell asleep while at our moms group and when I put him in his carseat, I didn't even attach his toy bar to the carseat and when he woke up he didn't even make a peep! So...did we car train him by having him cry it out? Or is this just a coincidence and we'll be back to square one tomorrow?
Oh my gosh driving has become much less stressful! Although I have never let his crying be a reason not to go out, it has been SO nice not to listen to a baby cry as I drive.
Here's to hoping it stays this way.
xo
a
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