As our first lengthy road trip with Luke, we went up to the lake for labor day weekend. It was chaotic, exhausting, and fun.
I had poor expectations going into the trip. My sister's baby did not have a good night when she was away from home for the first time. I figured Luke would be equivalent, but he was very good at night. He wakes up about twice a night now, and there's usually a five hour stretch of sleep sometime during the day.
Luke can sleep through noisy conditions. I've discovered that our house has inadvertently been designed to amplify sounds from every room to the nursery. For example, when Melissa gets ice from the fridge ice machine, it sounds like Mt. Saint Helens is erupting. She was preparing a meal the other day, and I actually went down and asked her if she was being intentionally loud. She looked at me funny.
Anyway, the lake cottage is a lot different than home. The fan in the bathroom sounds like a turbine, and our redneck neighbors sometimes think Labor Day is actually the 4th of July, so "bangs" are pretty common. He slept perfectly fine through all of it, though.
Luke apparently thinks I'm funny, or funny looking. He's smiling at me a lot now. I continue to make the stupidest noises and faces I can think of, and he seems to like them. The smiles are very brief, though. He can instantaneously go from smiling to concerned to crying.
It's a different case with mommy. He tends to be more relaxed and sleepy around her. The girls have come up with a "boob pillow" theory, and they're probably right.
He has started clumping his diapers. By clumping I mean he burns through about three or four within an hour. He also gets very fussy when he has a wet or full diaper. Hopefully the clumping will eventually combine to larger, fewer bowel movements, but he's not quite there yet.
Luke took his first boat ride. It was similar to his first car ride. Meaning, he just slept the entire time. He seemed to enjoy the strange new surroundings, though. He listens and watches very intently to his environment, especially when it's unfamiliar.
He's making a larger variety of noises. He also seems to have slighly more control of his arms and hands; you could almost believe he's trying to touch things. He stands up while supported for a pretty long time now.
He met a lot of people on this trip. He's still young enough that he doesn't really know what's going on, so he wasn't shy or anything. He never cries if a stranger holds him, but we'll see if that changes in a couple months.
Packing was horrible. Our car was completely full. He easily had more volume of gear than Melissa and myself combined. "Pack and Plays" are convenient, but they are a pain to transport. I thought Melissa was crazy to pack fifty outfits for Luke to wear in three days, but it was barely enough.
Guess it's time to start pricing minivans.
I had poor expectations going into the trip. My sister's baby did not have a good night when she was away from home for the first time. I figured Luke would be equivalent, but he was very good at night. He wakes up about twice a night now, and there's usually a five hour stretch of sleep sometime during the day.
Luke can sleep through noisy conditions. I've discovered that our house has inadvertently been designed to amplify sounds from every room to the nursery. For example, when Melissa gets ice from the fridge ice machine, it sounds like Mt. Saint Helens is erupting. She was preparing a meal the other day, and I actually went down and asked her if she was being intentionally loud. She looked at me funny.
Anyway, the lake cottage is a lot different than home. The fan in the bathroom sounds like a turbine, and our redneck neighbors sometimes think Labor Day is actually the 4th of July, so "bangs" are pretty common. He slept perfectly fine through all of it, though.
Luke apparently thinks I'm funny, or funny looking. He's smiling at me a lot now. I continue to make the stupidest noises and faces I can think of, and he seems to like them. The smiles are very brief, though. He can instantaneously go from smiling to concerned to crying.
It's a different case with mommy. He tends to be more relaxed and sleepy around her. The girls have come up with a "boob pillow" theory, and they're probably right.
He has started clumping his diapers. By clumping I mean he burns through about three or four within an hour. He also gets very fussy when he has a wet or full diaper. Hopefully the clumping will eventually combine to larger, fewer bowel movements, but he's not quite there yet.
Luke took his first boat ride. It was similar to his first car ride. Meaning, he just slept the entire time. He seemed to enjoy the strange new surroundings, though. He listens and watches very intently to his environment, especially when it's unfamiliar.
He's making a larger variety of noises. He also seems to have slighly more control of his arms and hands; you could almost believe he's trying to touch things. He stands up while supported for a pretty long time now.
He met a lot of people on this trip. He's still young enough that he doesn't really know what's going on, so he wasn't shy or anything. He never cries if a stranger holds him, but we'll see if that changes in a couple months.
Packing was horrible. Our car was completely full. He easily had more volume of gear than Melissa and myself combined. "Pack and Plays" are convenient, but they are a pain to transport. I thought Melissa was crazy to pack fifty outfits for Luke to wear in three days, but it was barely enough.
Guess it's time to start pricing minivans.
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Hey--we're not rednecks!!! :)
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