This baby boy is four months old. Goodness, time, it is a-flyin’. Owen is such a chill, smiley little guy and we are so happy he’s ours. There’s not too much he doesn’t like…being too cold or too hot, formula or a pacifier, dirty diapers, getting overtired… Those are the only things I can really think of off hand. He adores these little hanging toys (a lion and a giraffe) on the safari chair, having onesies pulled over his head, smiling and cooing at whoever is holding him, and eating.
Catching Some Zzz’s
We have a really good schedule going right now. Owen naps every hour and a half or so. The length of nap varies from 45 minutes to 2.5 hours. He’s wearing the Baby Merlin’s Magic Sleepsuit to nap and he’s napping in his crib. He does a great job of soothing himself to sleep and does well between sleep cycles too. He goes to bed at night in his crib at around 7:30 and he has been sleeping anywhere from 4 to 9 hours during that first stretch. Truth be told, nine only happened once, but we’ve had a few eight hour stretches and I’d say it’s most commonly about 6 hours between falling asleep and his first wakeup/feeding. (Except for the past two nights when it has been four hours, which feels cruel after tasting the sweet nectar of longer stretches.) When he does wake up, Kevin goes to get him and brings him to our room. I’ll feed him on one side, change a diaper (or have Kevin change the diaper), and then feed him on the other side. We keep it dark and quiet with sound machines going so things stay low key and he goes back to sleep easily in the bassinet in our room. He then sleeps for three or four hours and wakes again at around 6:30. He eats and then I’ll usually lay him on the bed with me and doze for a bit while he sleeps for an hour or so. He is still wearing the Pavlik harness at night. In general, it doesn’t seem to bother him too much.
Nom Nom Nom
He continues to be a great eater. He’s started really keeping eye contact while he eats and sometimes I’ll smile at him and he’ll smile back and those are my favorite breastfeeding moments. I hate pumping so we bought some formula and Kevin offered him a bottle of it once when I was out of the house. Owen was not in the least bit impressed. I have been trying to pump a bit in advance if I know I’ll be out of the house so that there is some breastmilk available, but if he gets hungry enough, well, the formula is there. I’m usually not away from him long enough for it to really be needed though.
We had an appointment with the pediatric orthopedist on January 25 and Owen had been in the Pavlik harness part time (nights only) for six weeks at that point. I went into the appointment really optimistic and thought for sure we’d get the okay to stop using the harness altogether. The ultrasound showed that Owen’s hip angles were still good (68 and 72 and they look for anything over 60), but the doctor wanted us to stay in the harness for two more weeks. I admit that this threw me into a funk. That’s what I get for being so confident that we’d be okay to stop the harness. It is only two more weeks and I’ll do more than that if it decreases the chance of more aggressive intervention being needed in the future, but I really am ready for Owen to be out of the harness altogether. Of course I will forever be nervous before his follow up appointments because hips do regress and we’re certainly not out of the woods. But I’m trying not to borrow worry too much or too often.
Owen is really lifting his head and shoulders up well during tummy time. He doesn’t mind it too much usually. He kicks his legs and lifts his bottom and will probably roll himself over accidentally when he gets enough momentum some random day. He’s such a strong little guy. He’s reaching out and grasping his hanging toys well. He loves his play mat and the safari chair. His hands fascinate him to no end. They are fun to stare at and chew on and wave around.
Talk to Me
Owen is so chatty. His sounds are just adorable. Ava likes to say, “Oh really? Tell us more, Owen,” which is cute. I will love hearing their dialogues as he gets more and more vocal. His smiles are so…genuine, for lack of a better word. It’s like he’ll be watching us, very serious (he really has such an intelligent, thoughtful look about him), and then a smile will slowly spread and fill his entire face. It’s very, very sweet.
At the appointment on January 25 he weighed 15 pounds and was 24 inches long. Size 3 clothes are snug, but still fit okay. I’m surprised every time I put a 6 month size outfit on him, convinced it will be way too big, but alas, he always fills it out fine. So I’m moving more and more to the 6 month stuff. We just transitioned to size 2 diapers. We didn’t have to buy a single size 1 diaper because we were gifted so many! I thought that was pretty awesome. Owen’s eyes are blue and he appears to be bald at first glance, but there is a bit of blond hair there.
He is such a happy, sweet, charming little guy and we fall more and more in love with him every day.