Wednesday, March 28, 2007

3/28/07

Heidi has a much easier time getting Logan to sleep than I do. She has a secret weapon: breast-feeding.

I used to get Logan to sleep by giving him a bottle in bed. He used to fall asleep while drinking, and would sleep soundly enough that I could move him into his crib.

That's not working anymore. Logan isn't willing to just take a bottle and drink until he goes to sleep. Often he grabs the bottle and drinks, but stays wide awake. Sometimes he doesn't want to drink at all - especially if the milk is warmed.

So, instead of feeding Logan in bed I now have to rock him to sleep. He doesn't like it very much! He cries and tries to push away from me when I start. Eventually he gives up and quiets down, resting his head on my shoulder and breathing deeply. When he finally gets to sleep he seems to wake easily while he's still in my arms, but if I can get him into the crib without waking him he sleeps pretty well. Unfortunately, transferring him from my arms into the crib is pretty perilous. He usually wakes up on my first try. Then it's more rocking and singing lullabies until I get the courage to try again.

Last night was the first night I was alone with Logan for about three months. Heidi's soccer league started again - they took winter off. So, it looks like I'll be rocking him to sleep every Tuesday!

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

March 27 2007

Logan is crawling around the house.

I wish I could say exactly when he started. Heidi and I had been waiting for Logan to start crawling for several months. I was worried about it - why wasn't he crawling? Was something wrong? What did it mean? I remember we went to a couple of PEPS group meetings where Heidi and I sat nervously looking at all of the other kids crawling around while Logan sat in one spot.

Anyway, with all of that you would think we would have made a big deal about Logan crawling. Or that I would at least have memorialized the moment with a post. No such luck! It just happened one week. At first he was leaning over on his hands to grab toys, and that evolved into crawling over the course of a week and a half. Th magic moment came when Logan figured out how he could go from sitting to crawling and back to sitting. He's always hated lying on his stomach - he just needed to figure out how to get out of that position.

So now he's crawling. He goes from the living room to his favorite rooms - the bathroom and the kitchen. Doesn't want to try the stairs yet, and he seems to stay out of the study.

Babyproofing is now the order of the day. Gotta get on it. I've put a magnetic lock on the kitchen sink doors, and I've placed a barrier in front of the laundry chute. That's it for now.

Monday, March 26, 2007

Visits

Mom and Dad Visited last week, and Ted visited this week. Two weeks worth of visits!

Sadly, I was pretty sick when my parents visited. I seem to have caught Logan's fflu. I was tired and cranky most of the time, and at least once each day I was shivering with fever. On th bright side, my parents got to spend some quality time with Logan, even though I didn't see very much of them. They brought the Honda out, as a replacement for my lost Subaru.

Ted came to deliver a helmet and a gauntlet to the Seattle Art Museum. He installed the two items on Friday and then spent the weekend in Seattle. He said that the expanded galleries are a huge improvement for the museum, and now I'm looking forward to seeing them. While he was here We went out to "serious Pie" - the new Tom Douglas pizza restaurant - and we also had dinner at Doug's. Doug wanted to show off his collection of antiques to Ted - probably the only person he's had over who can really appreciate the pistols he's collected.

Tuesday, March 6, 2007

3/6/07

Logan has been very sick the past two days.

I've found that it's very stressful to deal with a sick baby. I know that sounds a little trite, but the hardest part is to think clearly without emotions getting in the way. I feel distressed, and more than a little scared when Logan is really ill. Today Heidi stayed home with him while I was at work. I called and found out that he had a 104 degree fever during the day. It went down by the time I got home, but I was so worried at work that I felt sick to my stomach, and was basically unable to get anything done during the day. I hope it isn't always this stressful - that I'll get used to worrying.

Tongiht he's got a 100.7 fever - much lower than this afternoon. I hope he'll be better tomorrow. I'm taking care of him during the day. Hopefully, he'll be happier than he was today.