4 Month Update


This month has been pretty good, we battled her first mini-cold brought home from Cayden which I’m pretty sure he got at school. She wasn’t too miserable, just a runny nose and was good after a day or so. Cayden’s lingered a bit longer but overall it wasn’t too bad, and thankfully I didn’t really catch it.

The weather has slowly been getting warmer which has allowed us to venture outside a bit more. Anything above a negative 18 is good for me.

This last week we ordered and got our double BOB stroller with the intent of jogging with both. And by jogging, I mean Daddy. That thing is a beast to push and quite so with two kids in tow. But both love being in the stroller and she is bundled up in her carseat which then attaches to the BOB.

She is all over the place with sleep. Some nights she’ll wake up once around 3am to nurse and then falls back asleep. I was about to sing her praises until the next few nights she woke up every 2 hours to snack, cuddle and then fall back asleep. Which now she is loving the co-sleeper (whereas Cayden screamed bloody murder if he was set inside it) next to me at night. I set her SnuggleMe pillow inside the co-sleeper and it created a nice little nest for her to snooze in. Last night I ditched the SnuggleMe and let her sleep on the co-sleeper and she did pretty good, except she is so wiggly that she broke out of the swaddle twice during the night.

Day time naps have been pretty good, and she is usually sleeping while Cayden is up and once Cayden goes down for his nap, she is up. The sweet vicious cycle of naps that is keeping me trapped in this house. We did manage to go out for a walk yesterday and hit up a few parks along the way.



Oh this girl.

Her official non-official weight was about 12lbs at our last Milk Club visit. This great studio in Boulder hosts a weekly Milk Club (breastfeeding and formula) were you can bring baby to hang out, chat with other moms and of course weigh your baby. We have her official check up later this week so I’m excited to see how much she weighs.

She has also found her voice this week. We went out on Valentine’s day for lunch and she chatted and squeaked the entire time. Then promptly crashed as we walked out of the restaurant and snoozed the entire way home.



She giggles and is overall a pretty happy baby. She is so close on rolling over and it’s just been pissing her off in the evenings when she is doing floor/tummy time.

Cayden adores her and constantly asks where she is when she is not in sight. And slowly he has learned how to talk quietly and softly when she is sleeping but we are still working on that.



4 Months – Side by Side


Snowy & Cold Five on Friday

1. Brrr. It has been colder than a witch’s tit here lately which means we have been homebound for a few days. And by cold, I mean below zero temps.



2. Which has meant a lot of indoor activities like this, and Netflix.



3. And destroyed play rooms aka living room aka whole entire house.



4. Two things to note on this picture. One, the facial expression. I asked him to smile and this is what I got instead. And the other is the fact that my almost 3 year old kid really likes PB&J sandwiches now and I am a pro at making these one handed.



5. This one is 4 months old today. Didn’t I just give birth to her?



A complete meltdown, and there was also a Super Bowl Game

Last weekend was the Super Bowl, but apparently only Seattle Seahawks showed up to the game because the Broncos were murdered. But that’s beside the point and I’m not a big football fan anyway.


Sunday morning was spent in the kitchen prepping and making a big batch of potato skins to take along to the party. Great idea in theory and it seemed so simple watching the Pioneer Women make them, but it took quite a bit of work but in the end they were delicious and disappeared quickly. By 3pm, we were making it out the door and into the car to head over to our friend’s super bowl party. I had showered, and I quickly nursed Lexie before plopping her in the carseat and loading up the other kid.

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At the party, Lexie was great and so chill. She hung out with Daddy while we chatted, ate and sampled the liquid refreshments.

After about 2 hours, I took Lexie aside, snuck into a quieter room in the house and prepared to nurse her. Now this girl loves to nurse, and from day 1 she has been a great nurser. Until today. She flat out refused. All the while screaming her poor head off. So we rocked and walked around until she calmed down, and tried again. Nope. Screams ensued. So we left the room and went back to the party. Daddy tried to calm her down and she was just so worked up. Finally after a bit she calmed down and fell asleep for about an hour without ever eating. By the time she woke up, I figured she must be ready to eat and would be starving. Tried again. Nope.

By now the game was pretty much done, we were in the 3rd quarter and the Seahawks were surely going to win. After another failed attempt to nurse her, we decided it was time to call it and head home. Perhaps she just wasn’t feeling it and plus it was way past the other kid’s bedtime. The one who kept sneaking cookies off the dessert tray in the kitchen and giggling with glee as he ran away.


Lexie slept on the way home, Cayden stayed awake – maybe it was all the cookies? Once we got home, it was divide and conquer. Daddy took Cayden up for a quick bath and got him ready for bed, while I attempted to feed my sweet almost 4 month old baby who has not eaten since 3pm. It was now 9pm. She refused. I frantically googled  “4 month old refusing the breast” and read everything from being sick to breastfeeding strikes, to dehydration in little babies, and how to offer formula. In-between trying to calm her down and “researching” I had to stop and pump. Because she hasn’t eaten in 6 hours! I offered her some in a bottle. She didn’t take it. Finally around 11pm, and after hours of crying, she passed out. I set her down in the swing, fully expecting her to wake up in a few hours, but instead she slept through the night. She didn’t make a peep until the next morning around 7am. I, on the other hand, woke up several times during the night to either pump and to check to make sure she was still breathing and had a pulse.

By morning, she woke up happy and was ready to nurse. All was well in the world. She played it cool, and acted like nothing even happened.

Just to recap, last Sunday she went 16 hours without eating yet managed to sleep through the night for the first time. My mind is blown.

To all the moms out there dealing with colicky babies, my heart goes out to you. By no means is Lexie colicky, as this was just a wonky day, but I was completely shaken by how much crying she did. And that nothing I could offer her would calm her down most especially the breast as that is my go-to method to soothe her.