The Beans

Life with Greyson & Fynnlee – 5 Months

Welp…here we are.  Five Months old.  FIVE MONTHS!!! I just don’t know how it’s possible.  And I’m more smitten with these two Beans than ever!

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These monthly updates are going to be a little more condensed now that the each get a weekly feature post.  But we can still get into some good stuff.
Fynnlee Ann5MonthsFynn
18.0 lbs (as of 9/24)
Size 3 Diapers
6 months clothes.  We just graduated to 9 month jammies

Eat
Fynn gets 5 six ounce bottles a day.  She’s entered the fun stage of only wanting 2-3 at a time and then getting too distracted to finish.  So feeding her takes a quite a while.  My magic trick with her is holding her like a baby (I know, she is a baby…but she normally likes to eat practically sitting up) and singing “You are my sunshine”.  It’s a little frustrating but I kind of love it.  We started experimenting with solids this month.  I started her with Earth’s Best Organic Brown Rice Cereal which clearly tasted like wallpaper paste.  She HATED it!  That’s what I get for being all healthy and junk.  She’ll tolerate it if it’s mixed with bananas.  And she kind of likes sweet potatoes.  We’re doing all purees at the moment but my goal is to move onto more Baby Led Weaning type feeding once they hit 6-7 months.    We’ll see.  This month I plan on introducing peas, green beans, peaches, apples, carrots and squash.  Should be an adventure!

Sleep
You know what happens when you brag to everyone you know that your baby has been sleeping through the night since she was 2 1/2 months old?  You guessed it…she stops doing that.  This has been a rough month, sleep wise.  Poor little nugget had a stomach bug and her little digestive system just hasn’t gotten back to normal.  So we’re back to overnight poops and obviously that wakes her up.  We currently have anywhere from 2 to 823 wake ups every night.  Sometimes because she needs a diaper change.  Sometimes because she wants to party.  Bedtime is still 6:30/7:00 and she does not like to be kept waiting for her beauty sleep.  And she’s up for the day around 5/5:30.

Poop
So much poop this month.  So much.  The diarrhea started about 10 days ago and it’s never really stopped.  Yes, I’ve spoken to our pediatrician and it’s something that just needs to run its course.  No, they don’t think it’s the formula as the whole house had it.  And no, they can’t give her anything.  In the meantime, she has a wicked case of diaper rash (seriously, so bad…I feel awful) and spends most of her nights at home buck naked on a towel trying to air everything out.  I’m pretty sick of poop, quite frankly.

Stuff
* loves the bumbo if she has something to entertain her.
* soooooooo close to rolling over.  Wants it…bad.
* belly laughs at everything.
* starting to see some signs of potential “stranger danger”.
* loves her bathtime but has almost outgrown the tub
* working hard on sitting up and standing with “strong legs”.  Just not there yet.
* loves to flap her arms like a bird and kick her legs like riverdance

Greyson Paul

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16.0 lbs (as of 9/24)
Size 2 Diapers
Mix of 3 and 6 month clothes

Eat
Greyson gets 5 six ounce bottles per day.  He has also been engaging in some meal time shenanigans.  It takes fooooorrrreever to get him to eat at times.  He’s gotten really good at holding onto the bottle himself and really wants to take over his own feeding.  But he pulls the bottle out of his mouth and then can’t get it back in.  So he still needs his Mommy, which is just fine by me.  While I love his independent spirit, I’m not ready for it.  At all.  Solids are a bit easier for Greyson.  He doesn’t really mind the wall paper paste and really likes it when it’s mixed with ‘nanas.  Sweet potatoes were a hit too.  He’s absolutely adorable when he eats because he tries to stick his whole head in the bowl.

Sleep
Greyson moans in his sleep.  Really, really loudly.  And he does this 297 times every night.  He gets a good stretch of sleep from about 7-10 (which, coincidentally is when I’m awake) and then about every one to two hours, he starts his moaning and groaning and wakes the whole family up.  I always find him busted out of his swaddle, thumb in mouth, half asleep…and I re-swaddle, re-pacifier, restart his mobile and he falls right back to sleep.  And then he got the tummy crud from Fynnlee and we have a few dirty diapers waking him up as well.  Sleep this month has just sucked overall.  (Repeat after me…it’s a phase and will get better.)

Poop
He’s pretty much in between sizes in diapers right now.  Size 1 is way too small and Size 2 is too big.  I know we need to just buy a pack of a different brand to get him through the next week or so but I’m cheap so I just keep dealing with the blowouts.  Lots and lots of outfit changes for this little guy.  One time, the poop just shot out the side of his diaper.  None of it was actually in his diaper, just smooshed all out the side.  And we were at someone else’s house.  And I didn’t have any extra clothes with me.  #rookiemom  Have I mentioned that I’m pretty sick of poop?!

Stuff
* has rolled both tummy to back and back to tummy but not consistently.
* not even close to sitting up on his own
* always happy, always smiling.  Loves everyone.
* talks up a storm!

Torticollis update
This actually applies to both kiddos.  We took Greyson and Fynnlee to the CraniofacialClinic at Children’s Hospital to be evaluated for helmets on the 24th.  If you recall, our pediatrician didn’t think Fynnlee would need a helmet but we took her for an evaluation anyway.  Well…turns out, not only does Fynn need a helmet.  She also has torticollis and it’s worse than Greyson!  Granted, it’s worse because Greyson has been working with a physical therapist for the last 2 months.  We met with both a physical therapist and a nurse practitioner who took lots of measurements and put them through a boatload of tests.   While I knew Fynnlee had a flat spot on the back of her head, I never noticed that she had a flat spot on the left side of her head as well.  It’s not nearly as pronounced as Greyson’s…but it’s definitely there. So, the babes are getting measured for their matching helmets and I need to set up an appointment for Fynnlee to be evaluated by early intervention.  And in the meantime, they need to do lots of tummy time, bumbo time and basically just stay off the back of their heads.  Easy peasy, right?

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These kiddos continue to amaze me every day.  I feel like the luckiest woman alive to share my life with them.

Fynnlee

Fridays with Fynnlee

 This week we finally got Fynnlee to eat cereal.  I mixed it with mashed banana and she was ok with it. 
 
Jerry, however, was not.  He hates banana. 

It was a long week in our house. We all had the stomach flu and that made for some long nights and some wicked diaper rash. But the good news is….we’re all on the mend! 

And Grandma comes tomorrow for a whole week and we are super excited! (Fynn’s shirt says Grandmas little girl.  Not so little anymore!)

  
We had our evaluation with the folks at Children’s Hospital Craniofacial clinic and both kiddos will be getting fitted for helmets next week. I’m going to do a whole  separate post on that situation soon. 

But for now, here is this weeks day care photo dump. 

Blowing bubbles like a boss. 

   
Tummy time shenanigans 

 No clue what’s going on here. But the bow is cute!

   
Being cool and reading about farm animals. 

 
Coordinating for our first national daughter day. 

  
Hallmark holidays at their finest! Have a great weekend!

Greyson

Tuesdays with Greyson

Eye spy…the cutest little guy!

I noticed a week or so ago when I posted this picture on Instagram, that Greyson’s right eye looks bigger than his left eye.  How didn’t I see this when I was looking at him every day?

So I went back and looked at his old photos and discovered that just 6 weeks ago, his eyes were exactly the same size.

So of course I started freaking out.  And then I realized what was happening.

Greyson has had issues with clogged tear ducts since birth. His eyes are always crusty and gunked over in the morning, when he wakes from a nap, after he cries…pretty much, all the time.  Our pediatrician told us that the issue would eventually resolve itself and was really common with babies.

And wouldn’t you know, one day he woke up and his right eye was all clear.  It was weird. No gunk.  No crust.  Just his beautiful little blue eye.

I think the clogged ducts were causing his eyes to swell up a bit and as they drain, his real eye shape is showing up.  And they look just like Fynnlee’s. His left eye just needs to catch up and heal like his right eye.  It still gets pretty yucky (that’s a technical term) but it’s improving.

So in case you noticed too and were wondering what was going on…that’s it!

Here are some scenes from daycare.

Beefcake playing with bottles.

He flexed and his sleeves fell off.    

Making beautiful artwork with a tractor.

And what he’d look like driving a tractor.  Damn he’s adorable.

So that’s what’s going on with Greyson!  Oh, and our whole family has the stomach flu. First Fynn, then me, then Jerry and now…you guessed it.  Little guy has a sick belly.  At least we didn’t all have it at the same time!

Fynnlee

Fridays with Fynnlee

Happy Friday, yinz guys!

Time to see what’s been going on with everyone’s favorite little Squish! (cutest photobomb ever).

I parked Fynn in the rock n play this morning and she barely fits in it. How’s this for some perspective?! 2 week old Fynnlee on the left and 20 week old Fynnlee on the right. Her feet are almost hanging over the edge now.

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We took some selfies in the mirror this week.  She loves looking at her reflection!

Mirror, Mirror on the wall, who’s the most beautiful one of all?  You are, sweet pea.

You most certainly are.

We decided it was time to free the babes from their swaddles.  We always start off bedtime with them swaddled tight in their Halo Swaddle Sacks…only to have them bust out within an hour of going to bed.  Fynnlee had no problem falling asleep.

 Staying asleep was an issue.  For the first time in over a month, she woke up at 3:00 am and was WIDE. AWAKE.  Singing, chatting, yelling, crying…I even tried rocking her for a few minutes but she wasn’t interested.  I don’t think it was related to the swaddling.  Jerry thinks she’s trying to move around in her sleep and waking herself up.

Let’s hope we don’t have a repeat performance tonight.  This is what I like to see when I go into the nursery between 7-5:30.  (Greyson, of course, slept through the night from 7-5:45…for the first time in pretty much…ever).

We went to breakfast with friends and this is pretty much what she did for the entire time. She’s become a pretty chill little one.

We’re in the process of learning to sit up on our own.  It’s slow progress but she’ll get there. I’m not sure if this video will work but I’ve earned my nomination for Mom of the year

She’s still having a blast at daycare.  She gets to play with all kinds of fun sensory toys.

She makes beautiful art projects…with her feet.

She even got to ride in a tractor!

It’s been a fun week for our girl. Up next week…introduction to solids.

Jenny, Jerry

4 Years

I can’t believe it’s already been four years.

I can’t believe it’s only been four years.

So much love

So much laughter

   

Always laughing

Always

There have been a few hiccups during the journey, but we have made such a beautiful life together.

I love this man with all of my heart

For better, for worse

And the better always makes up for the worse.

Thank you Jarrad, for giving me a lifetime of happiness in these last 4 years.

Looking forward to many, many more!

photo credit JCL photography and design

Greyson

Tuesdays with Greyson

Here’s what has been going on with my favorite little guy!

 
*waking up every 45 minutes on Sunday night 

*sleeping from 7-4:30 on Monday night

*eating cereal for the first time (he loved it!)

  
*spending time in his Bumbo

  

*All day football watching 

  

*playing with his favorite friends

 

* having a blast at daycare with his favorite sister

  

*Aaaaand tonight he rolled from his back to his belly! I missed the whole thing.  I walked away for 2 seconds and he flopped himself over. Then he wouldn’t do it again. 

Typical.