Exhausted

Today when I came in from work I was notified that Mally did not take a nap.  What?  My Mally didn’t take a nap?  Mallory loves nap time and practically puts herself to bed.  This is her first nap refusal ever!

They tell me that she came out looking for her mirror.  She needed to take her mirror to bed.  Then she came back out because she needed Sweetie Pie (her doll).  Then she came back out because she needed a book to read to Sweetie Pie.  Then she needed another book.  And before they knew it, it was already 1 and there was no sign of her taking a nap. 

I was a little nervous for the rest of our day and night with her running on no nap and getting up at 6:30 this morning freaking out because she couldn’t find her blanket.  Completely opposite from the morning before where she woke up and the first thing out of her mouth was “MOM!  Where is my phone?”

However, she was pretty well behaved.  She got a bit sassy towards the end of the night… but at least it wasn’t melty (crying over everything). 

Then after supper we took a walk… or a run in Mallory’s case.  I made her wear a hat because it was kind of chilly out.  When we got home I thought this kid has to be done!  Up early, no nap, and a run!  : )  So I got her ready for bed and she refused to take her hat off.

Jesse read her bible story – we kissed her good night and shut the light off.  To which she started yelling about wanting the light on because she needed to read to Sweetie Pie.  Nope, no light – it is bedtime.  I think I heard her reading for… oh… about 30 seconds and then it was silent. 

When I went to put Max to bed – I saw this:

I wanted a picture so bad, but I thought the flash would wake her up – nope!  She didn’t even flinch or grunt or nothing!  So I took another one.  : )

So tonight she had to sleep with her hat on!

Maxwell–5 Months

I can’t believe I just wrote that… 5 months!  Buddy Max is already 5 months old!

We learned (the hard way of course) that Max is still lactose intolerant.  When I consume dairy he turns into extremely Mad Max.  Cries and cries and screams and cries.  It breaks your heart.  I actually didn’t mean to consume diary – it was a complete accident.  Who knew a gas station cappuccino was on the do not eat list!?  I do now!  : ) 

Max is now sleeping in his crib in his room… well the shared room between him and Mallory.  I also have him going to bed around 8pm and most nights he is able to put himself to sleep.  Every once in awhile he needs extra snuggles and rocks to help him get to sleep.  He gets up anywhere between 7 and 8.  Unless it is the weekend and then he thinks it is fun to get up at 6:30.

He is still waking up in the middle of the night anywhere from 1 to 2 times.  This drives me a little bit crazy – probably because my Mally was sleeping thru the night at like 8 weeks.  Spoiled!  Anyway -  I just feed him real quick and he instantly goes back to bed without a hitch.  I shouldn’t complain, I know.  However he acts like he hasn’t ate in weeks during these feedings.  He cries until I get situated to feed him.  Then while I am switching him over to the other side he cries and arches his back and throws a full on fit.  And if you think you are going to change his diaper – ha!

I started him on cereal at night… hoping to get him to sleep better.  hahaha.  Yeah, it didn’t work.  He still wakes up.  But he is doing a great job at learning a spoon and eating. 

He can be so giggle sometimes and I just love it and want to eat him up.

He loves to be a tree toad.  He just likes to be held and clinging to me and to be carried around.

He loves to jump in his jumper.  He goes nuts in that thing.  I have taken video of him in there and I will have to upload it for you all sometime.  He yells and squeals and jumps.  We actually think he doesn’t know how to stop jumping.  Because he never stops until you take him out.  Even when he is done with it he cries and continues to jump.

Speaking of yells… he is a yeller.  If he is feeling kind of spunky and no one is paying enough attention to him he will start yelling.  It isn’t really talking – it feels like yelling – and it isn’t crying – it sounds like he is yelling at us.  : )

He grabs at everything and wants it in his mouth.  He will be sitting in my lap while I’m reading books to Mally and he is all hands trying to get our book and then if he gets it – he is trying so hard to get it in his mouth.

I believe he is weighing in at 18 pounds and he is in 6-9 month clothing and some of that – especially the pants are kind of tight around the ‘ol waist.  : ) 

He is also very interactive with Mallory.  Those two can be fun to watch.  She will give him his nuk when he is crying or bring him his blanket.  She brings him toys.  She plays with him when he is in his jumper.  And she talks to him and tries to make him giggle.  He just watches her and follows (with his eyes, of course) where ever she is.  And if he can hear her, but can’t see her – he is looking for her.

Mally at 5 Months.

Little Bit of Everything

Mallory likes to climb under the play mat with Max.  However she seems to get mad at him when his out of control arms come by her.  Here in this picture she is moving his arm and probably saying “Max don’t!”

Max had a Dr. appointment this past week (just a routine check up) and his Dr. made a comment on his hair.  I never notice his hair, but everyone, not just his Dr., are starting to make comments on his spikey hair.

It does not lay down!  It is always like this.  The only time it is down is when it is wet. 

Mally playing toys with Max too.

I had to learn a new moby wrap for Max, because he still likes to be held a lot and holding him in the front was getting hard because he is so big he gets in my way.  Thanks to youtube I found a video of how to do a side hold.  But then Mally needed a moby wrap for her baby.

I grabbed a scarf and wrapped it around her and shoved her baby in.  It worked!  : )  Oh and baby has a name now…  Sweetie Pie.  And she says “my baby” and when she talks about Max to me she says “your baby”.  The other day we were in the basement and Max was upstairs taking a nap and Mally came up for something and starts yelling down to me “Momma, your baby is crying!”

  Max was given the nickname Tree Toad soon after he was born because he loves to be held and he will just cling to me. 

This new wrap/hold helps me to still have my arms/hands – helps with the weight – and lets Max be a tree toad!