I can’t believe this little guy is four months old already. I’m sure I probably start all these updates with that sentence, but seriously, where have the last four months gone? He’s definitely not a little newborn anymore, he’s much more alert and active wanting to play and chat and have a good look around him wherever he is. He’s got to that in between stage where he wants to sit up and do things, but can’t really yet so spends most of his days on his play mat, on my lap or propped up in his widgey cushion. I’ve noticed that he’s started to become much more interested in his toys, batting them, grabbing them and usually trying to chew them if he can find his mouth. For the first time I’ve also noticed him getting frustrated, usually when he drops a toy that he wants or when he’s been doing tummy time for far too long for his liking. I feel like we’re in a real transition stage, that part where they are no longer a newborn, but not quite able to really move themselves anywhere yet. Another month or two though and it could all start to look quite different! But until then, here’s what life looks like now:
I finally had the little guy weighted last week. After weeks of saying that I would go I finally did. He’s dipped slightly under the 75th percentile which is where he’s been tracking since he was born, I suspect because I had been trying to push out his feeds without realising that he’s probably going through a bit of a growth spurt. Naughty mummy. But he’s a chubby little thing and the health visitor didn’t seem too concerned, so as long as we can get back on track with a few more/slightly more frequent feeds I think we’ll be ok.
Breastfeeding has been going really well, but as a result of the little guy dropping out of his percentile we’ve gone back to feeding on demand in the last week. As a result I’ve found that we’ve been feeding every two – three hours rather than every three – four. I can’t tell you how awful I felt after realising what I’d inadvertently done by pushing out his feeds. It just goes to show though that it is better to feed as little or often as they need it rather than by routine, and how you can still learn lots about babies the second time round too.
The sleep routine that started to appear last month is still pretty much the same, So bedtime around 7/8pm, a dreamfeed around 11/12pm and then a feed roughly around 3am and then again around 5/6am before waking up around 8/9am. I still havent seen any solid sleep yet and am dreaming of the morning that I wake up and realise I’ve slept more than four hours. Hopefully it’ll come sooner rather than later! During the day nap times still seem to be 30-45 minutes every couple of hours as he is awake a lot more during the day now. On the odd occasion he might have a longer nap around one – two hours if we are out and about or is unusually tired. However this little one seems to be a creature of habit, I can almost set my watch against his nap times which I find really funny because the first time round with Ella I tried so hard to get her into some type of routine and failed, where as this little guy has just fallen into one all on his own.
I think it helps having one child that is in school, albeit nursery school as it means that there is some semblance of routine in our lives. Its nice knowing that we have three days where everything happens at the same time and in the same order, both for me and the little ones. It’s also nice having those three days where it’s just myself and this little guy as we get to spend some proper quality time together. Although I have to admit I can’t think what we fill it with other than running errands and catching up with housework! We have started going to Baby Sensory classes which I did with the little lady and love doing again with this chilled out little boy, even if he spends most of the lessons looking at the other mummies and babies just like his sister did! It would be nice to add another activity to our bow, maybe swimming, Monkey Music or Tumble Tots if I can get organised enough. I’m also looking forward to, but equally scared about the upcoming half term which is our first since the little lady started school. Partly because I’m worried that all our lovely little routine will go out the window and partly because im worried that the full week of play dates that I’ve organised might be a bit much! We do have two weeks of half term though so if that’s the case we do still have a week to just laze about if we all need it.
Blowing raspberries are this little guys favourite new thing to do at the moment. He has literally learnt how to do them in the last few days and is obsessed with making the noise and bubbles with his mouth. Very cute, but also very wet!
He also had his second set of jabs which were just as horrid as the first. He cried and sobbed just like the first time, and I felt as bad as I did the first time. Although at least this time it was just two rather than three, and luckily he didn’t have a temperature or any other side effects immediately after or in the days that followed.
Over the last few weeks the little guy has also found his feet and has been grabbing them every time I change his nappy. It’s really sweet to watch and brings back memories of when Ella found hers for the first time too.
Whilst he isn’t quite rolling over yet, the little guy is looking like he wants to. I’ve noticed him a few times going to grab one of the toys hanging from his play mat and look like he is going to turn over as he does. Each time he’s stopped himself but I think once he’s got more used to tummy time he’ll might start rolling over.
Most Difficult Moments
Like I said last month, I’m pretty convinced that the little guy has started teething from all the dribbling and chewing of fists that has started over the last few weeks. Generally he has coped quite well with it, but there have been moments when he has gotten quite grizzly from the discomfort of it all and its been really hard to soothe him as there aren’t many things that you can give such a young teething baby. Those moments have definitely been some of the hardest moments as I’ve always felt so helpless.
Life is generally pretty busy most of the time, but when we breastfeed its like we get to snatch and slow down moments of time, just us two, and when we do the little guy gazes into my eyes in the most intense but beautiful way. Hands down those are always one of my favourite moments of each day.
What did the fourth month look like with your baby?