Sleepy Spearsons

Baby G is His Own Person

G is a very different baby than E was. Two years in, we feel like we understand our toddler pretty well. We know how to comfort him, how to put him back to sleep if he wakes up, what makes him happy and what doesn’t. And it’s lead us to a false sense of confidence that we know babies/children in general.

But G is a very different baby.

Five Months

Didn’t I just post one of these? This month FLEW by. I wish I could say it’s because you’re sleeping, but nothing is consistent there. We actually started out the month with you sleeping through the night and doing GREAT, but then you started rolling and hit your 4 month sleep regression and everything changed. You can’t really roll from your belly to your back, so that makes you incredibly angry in the middle of the night, and you’re still trying to figure out what to do with your hands. So we’re all tired. So tired.

Today is Friday

I’ve officially fallen into the maternity leave vortex. All day yesterday I was SURE it was Wednesday. Because the day before it was definitely Tuesday. Except it wasn’t, and yesterday was Thursday. I almost showed up to the police department to get the car seats checked, but luckily I was too tired yesterday because they only check car seats on Wednesdays.

The (hopeful) End of an Era

Of course I know I could be jinxing myself by writing this, but I’m really, really hoping we’ve finally put an end to the false fire alarms in our house! They’ve been going off randomly pretty much since we moved in. Sometimes a humidifier will set them off, sometimes we don’t know why. Almost always in the middle of the night though. And while E used to sleep through them, he’s reached an age where he’ll wake up screaming.

I’m pretty sure they’ve given him a bit of PTSD too. Every night before bed he points at them and goes “Beep!” and waves bye-bye. Every morning he wakes up and points at them. And a few nights ago he woke up screaming and pointing at the one in his room. UGH.

I Need a Vacation

Oh so much.

Life is busy, I'm tired, I've got things on my mind that make me worry a lot, and what I need is a nice long vacation to get away from it all! Luckily I won't need to wait too long, but that also means I need to add packing to my ever growing list... which kind of cancels out the fun of a vacation. 

More Small Moments

More and more, our days are made up of tiny moments strung together to make up our days.  Individually they aren't much more than a quick story, but together they give you a window into E's personality and our life. 


When I picked him up from daycare the other day, a teacher I hadn't seen was in the room with him.  I could tell she was smitten with E, and trying to put it in words.  "He's such a big kid, stuck in such a little body! It's like he's miniature!"  Yes, he's definitely miniature, this one.. but not in the personality!

Of Course He Did

It's been a long, fun week. We're all exhausted in that, I can't play for a second longer, summer fun type of way. We've had my sister and niece here for a few days, and it was amazing. They mesh so well with our family they could probably move in and no one would skip a beat. We stay up late talking, and watching TV, and E is never happier than when he has them to play with - especially his cousin, whom he loves to stare at. Obsessed. One day we'll teach him not to awkwardly stare, but for now he just cranes his neck to follow her all through the house.

No Winning

The mom guilt is real, y'all.

What do you do when there's only two options, and both of them have negative consequences? There is no winning no matter what you choose.  Do you make a choice and move on? Or do you cry yourself to sleep trying to figure out what the magical third option that doesn't exist is, and wonder why you didn't do that instead? 

Baby's 1st Fever

Well it was going to happen eventually!  Especially with daycare and the start of cold and flu season, we knew it was coming.  And we were prepared... or so we thought.

We actually were prepared to treat it, but were a little slow on noticing that it was here.  Sure I told Tom that E seemed to be a little off that morning, a little more upset than usual, but we still packed him off and headed out for our normal Sunday. 

Just Me and the Baby

Recently E and I did something we hadn't done before - we packed up the car and drove off for the weekend, without Tom! 

We had a baby shower to go to, and Tom had some work stuff, and so we ended up parting ways.  (Plus when given the choice between weekend alone or a baby shower, he maybe leaned towards being able to sleep in...)

Four Months

As of 9/29/2017 (One day late to get measurements from our doctor's visit!)

Nick Names: Bubba, Buddy
Height: 25 inches (45th percentile)
Weight: 15 pounds, 2 oz (45th percentile)
Head: 16.25 inches (40th percentile)
Special Outings: First trip to Vermont!, Daycare started, Final movie of maternity leave (Baby Driver), And a few parties (Baptism and a wedding shower)
Visitors: George
Loves: Daycare, Looking out windows, Watching people
Hates: Being tired, Not being able to roll

Growing Too Quickly

I'm surrounded by constant reminders that my baby isn't so little anymore.  "Of course he is," you say, "he's only two months old!"  Yes, but today he put himself to sleep for the third time in a week.  Not an over tired, passed out from exhaustion and crying - we've been there before. This was an, I'm tired, and I'm going to drift off to sleep.  He wasn't in my arms, he wasn't crying, he was just sleepy.

Where We're At

It's been a long week, and we're spending a bit of time trying to recover from it.

Under normal circumstances, it would have been exhausting.  It started off with a visit from E's other grandparents, and continued with a trip out of the house every day this week, when normally we only leave once.  All three of us are requiring all of the naps to get back to normal!