The Seven-Month Birthday

There’s a bit going on today, but I’ll get to the day and current events in a minute. The seven-month mark isn’t usually one that’s talked about all that much, but I feel bad that I skipped the six-month birthday update and there’s plenty of development going on now in the lives of my little boys. The first thing I want to mention is that the boys are finally growing some hair back. I noticed it a month or so ago, that their little bald strips were starting to fill out. Fawkes has one really long hair on that goes down almost to his eyebrows. I want to cut it, but I like noticing it sometimes. Both boys are trying really …

Labor Day 2018

Looking back on the past few Labor Days, I lamented to Tristen this weekend that we used to travel. Well, we didn’t last year because Tristen was just finishing up her first trimester and wasn’t feeling great anyway. This year it would have been hard to go anywhere with two six-month-old babies. We did have a really good extended weekend though. Our friend Steven told us a few weeks ago in a group text that he was going to be in town and wanted us to meet his girlfriend. Figuring people might spend too much time trying to thinknwhatnto do, indecided we’d have a cookout and invite a bunch of people over. With the boys, we don’t get to see …

The Fox and the Fire Chicken

Since Tristen was recovering from a stomach thing last night, I took the duty of taking care of the boys mostly upon myself. According to the sleep log we keep, I went into the room at 9:39, 10:24, 10:44, 12:02, (we fed them at 12:18, but Phoenix was crying right before that), 4:21, 4:51, and 5:19. The 5:19 visit included two extra trips back to the room just before I laid back down in the bed, and at that point I went ahead and brought Phoenix into our room. Tristen had woken up and had a spot ready for him. The best thing I wrote in our log was this: 9:39 P let out a shriek. Put paci back in jamas …

A Day of Sickness and Terrible Nappage

Don’t let the picture here fool you- the last day has been a little rough. Last night we switched the boys from their sleepsuits to pajamas, mainly because Phoenix has been getting out of his, and Fawkes has gotten an arm out a few times. I don’t know if that was the reason last night was a bit of a reversion or what, but I went into their room five times before it was time for their late night feeding. (I was messing with this site while Tristen was sleeping. Had I been working, she’d have been the one going in more often than not.) They woke up a few times after the feeding, too, though not until about 4:30. …

Milly, Ant-Man, and the Wasp

First let me say that Fawkes and Phoenix slept very well last night. There was a little fussing around 11, a feeding at 12:30, then nothing else until almost 5:00. The non-feeding incidents required no more than putting a pacifier back in Phoenix’s mouth and setting him back up on his boppy. And then at about 6:15 this morning Tristen found him fully out of his sleepsuit and turned completely around, with his feet up on the boppy. In light of that, we’re taking away the sleepsuits tonight and replacing them with footy pajamas to see how they do. So far I’ve had to go into the room to settle Phoenix down four times, and it’s not even 10:30 yet. …