Age: 6 months
Stats: 16 lbs, 13 oz (40%), 26.25 inches (48%), 43cm head circumference (27%)
Sleep: Confetti! Fireworks! Dancing Girl Emoji!
Sleep Training FOR THE WIN.
After waking up every. single. hour. one night, I finally had enough and let Enzo cry it out the next night. He cried for 30 minutes (no puking or anything crazy) and that was it. Now he only wakes up once to eat (sometimes twice if he has a really wet diaper) and he sleeps 11-12 hours a night. I’m working on weaning him off that one bottle so hopefully it won’t be long before he doesn’t need to eat at night. He has already had one 8 hour and one 9 hour stretch, both which were all sorts of glorious.
I expect some setbacks going forward, I know kid sleep is a fluid, not fixed thing, but this is a total 180 from the mombie life I was living a couple weeks ago.
Sleep training has become controversial in mom circles, particularly cry it out. I’ve read articles and statuses where moms act like letting their baby protest until they fall asleep/learn to self soothe is the WORST thing in the world. As in, how dare any mother neglect their baby like that? How cruel and selfish can you be? Did you not know what you signed up for? No sleep is just part of the package, woman up and deal with it.
My favorite comment I’ve seen was She’s probably the type who also didn’t want to breastfeed. 😑
Sleep training is hard, for sure. I hated listening to Enzo cry. But I personally believe it’s crucial he learn how to sleep, sooner than later. Not just for my sanity, but for his brain. Quality sleep is critical when it comes to neurological development, so if I have to show some tough love to help him to a place where he is getting the sleep he needs? Sign me up. It might be the first time I ignore his protests, but it won’t be the last. I’m sure he will fight me on many things that are good for him over the years.
I am not worried one bit about attachment or abandonment issues. He gets ALL the love and attention during the day. And now we all get decent sleep at night. No regrets. No shame. Sleep training may not work for every family, I totally respect that. But it has made a huge difference for us and I would do it again in a heartbeat.
Now NAPS, on the other hand. Those we’re still figuring out, in terms of consistency in length and time of day. I don’t expect rigid consistency but a loose routine would be nice and we aren’t really there yet. More on that next month if we don’t have a better handle by then.
We’ve decided to go with The Urban Chalkboard for weekly music classes. They provide all the education and fun without the LOUD colors and sounds of other places we tried. Supposedly screaming color and noise is good for baby brains, or so I’m told. I personally feel like a lot of what is directed at kids is total sensory overload. But that’s probably me projecting my own sensory issues haha.
Also with The Urban Chalkboard there are no mandatory monthly or startup fees. I can pay a drop-in price and just show up when I want, or sign up for 12 sessions for a discount. It is the cheapest and most flexible of all the places we considered. I’m excited to make it part of our routine! I’ll attempt to get some pictures at the end of class for the next blog. Meanwhile here’s one from our last visit, outside the classroom. It’s also a cafe and play area for children. Super cool concept, and I suspect they will eventually move into a larger space or open more locations.
Trying to crawl. I don’t know why the quality stinks with these Youtube uploads, but this is a video of Enzo making his way to a book. With many breaks. He gets there eventually haha.
Baths. This kid looooves him some water. We’re considering baby swim lessons. We have heard great things about starting them this young, before they develop any fears, but I have concerns about ear infections if we don’t get all the water out of his ears afterward.
His activity center
Pout Pout Fish. He has a favorite book, and it’s Sweet Dreams Pout Pout Fish. (As seen in the Hop clip above.) He sits still, smiles, and studies that book as I read it, more than any of the others. I ordered more pout pout fish books and he loves them too. Maybe he’ll be into saltwater fish tanks like his Uncle Mark. (And Uncle Todd, there for awhile.)
As I was looking up images of the Pout Pout Fish to share here, I came across a birthday cake. Which CRACKED ME UP, because our photographer will need a theme for his one year cake smash session, and pout pout fish would be perfect. Not just because he loves the books, but because he had the POUTIEST faces during his 6 month session. (You can see our favorites here.) And during his newborn, for that matter. If a newborn can have a pouty face. It was more serious than pouty but the point is we don’t have many professional photos of Enzo smiling so it would be appropriate that his one year shoot be pout pout themed.
Peek-a-Boo + Where’s Enzo. I’m working on videos of this, but it really needs to be a two-person event. Someone holding the camera off to the side and the other person playing the games. Ron discovered Where’s Enzo. If we put something over his face and say “Where’s Enzo?” he will crane his neck up above whatever is covering his face. It’s the CUTEST.
First Fruits and Veggies
So far he has loved apples and tolerated bananas on the first try. He learned to like green beans and carrots (albeit grumbling the whole time with the carrots. So maybe more of a tolerate than like with those). Peas have been a total strike out. We’ll try again after we get through tasting the rest of his little spoonies sampler kit from Cafe Baby. I liked using the delivery service and if we have a really busy week and I’m unprepared I’ll use them again. But a friend recommended the book Real Baby Food by Jenna Helwig and I love it.
I’m going to try to make my own…when Enzo’s in a deep sleep or far from the kitchen. He HATES the sound of the blender. It makes him cry.
Playing with Facebook video when dad had a break at work, haha.
I slept on the floor in Enzo’s room when we moved him to his crib, before we got a monitor. (Don’t judge me.) I kind of miss waking up to his happy smiles peeking out through the crib bars.
My handsome blue-eyed boys.
Kid LOVES to LOUNGE.
But does NOT love to watch me run. Stares at me with this scared look on his face the whole time.
Pout. Pout. Fish.
THERE’S the smile we had been looking for a few hours earlier.