So for the past 5 months that Renner has been on this Earth I've been given so much advice on how to handle things. From sleep schedules, when to feed him, when to start giving him cereal or real food in general, when to stop breast feeding, why its bad to let him sleep in my bed, when to put him in his own room, etc. It was all making my head spin. The one thing that I've been trying to do and take the advice was sleep scheduling. It was hard to keep him awake during the times I wanting to be awake, and hard to put asleep when I wanted him to go to sleep. It was exhausting. He would be up at night, but hardly sleep during the day. I just didn't know what to do, and I NEEDED him to sleep because this mama loves and needs her sleep and was hardly getting any.

I put Ren in his own bedroom, and tried to feel out how he would react to it, and he didn't like it. So I decided to call my sister Stephanie, and get her advice on what to do. I was at a loss, and had finally just came to the conclusion of letting him cry to sleep one night because he wouldn't sleep when I rocked him, and I had been puking all day... Needless to say I had to sleep, so he had to sleep. And she gave me the most incredible advice I'd received. She said, "the more babies sleep, the more they sleep". Whaat??! Now I was always told that, "ohh if he is sleeping all day he will be up all night!"  So I of course tried keeping him up so he would sleep through the night because that's what veteran parents have been telling me, and they obviously knew what helped their kids fall and stay asleep. But knowing my sister, I figured I would listen. So that's what I did. I made Renner sleep all day that next day, which was no problem because he wanted too. He woke up to eat every 3-4 hours, and when 7 PM came around (his bedtime) I rocked him till his eyelids started fluttering, laid him down, and walked away. He cried for a little bit if we made a noise too loudly or he immediately woke up when I put him down, but he is learning to self-soothe and he eventually fell asleep. I tried the whole go in and soothe him, but I felt it just made him cry harder and it took longer for him to fall asleep. Where as if I did it cold turkey he was way happier to fall asleep alone. He was waking up in the middle night, barely awake, and cried for maybe 10 minutes and then fell back asleep, but the past few days he's just been sleeping through the night. Yay! I can't even begin to describe how amazing it feels to get a full 8-9 hours of sleep again! What wonders it does for the mommy body. 

I now have more energy to keep up with daily house work, and actually make food for my poor husband. Seriously I suck at cooking food, especially when he gets home at 9 or 10 at night. I was just way too exhausted from handling Renner and my thyroid being all out of whack too even think. But now that Renner is sleeping I can actually do stuff I want to do. Like laundry or clean or decorate our house. Even paint my nails! It's awesome. We also have family coming tomorrow. My brother and his family are coming. 6 more people in my house will be so much fun! (No sarcasm in that) I really am super excited. I just now have to actually finishing organizing! So yes, that is the "Best Advice Ever". If your baby wants to sleep - LET EM'. They know their little bodies. Except when they aren't waking up to eat. That's something to be concerned about. 

Now time to ORGANIZE! Peace. 

Here are some extra cute photos of that sleepy little boy. 

5 Months.

Okay, so I turned 5 months like 2 days ago but apparently Mom forgot to say anything. Update: Rice cereal with bananas is the yummiest, but the goods are still my favorite and probably will be for a long while. My hands are always in my mouth when my paci is not. I've finally started to really pay attention to this thing called a tail? It's attached to my sister Roxy. It just won't ever stop moving, so I naturally grab it - can you blame me? Mom -and Dad are letting me cry to sleep now.. Don't get me started on how that is definitely the worst experience of my life. And I won't admit that I do get good sleep because of it.. I am noticing things now. I can actually grab stuff and hang out to it. It's pretty cool. I talk so much. I get that from my Mom. I just started to find things really funny. I also explode out of my diaper at LEAST once a week. Dad calls me a champ. I have started recently playing in a bouncer now.. It's kinda fun, except I can't touch the ground yet. Mom puts these things called "towels" underneath so I can stand up.. I don't know. Anyways, that pretty much is it. I love watching TV when Mom and Dad watch it when I'm around its awesome. Until next month! - Renner 

Oh Happy Time.

Finally some peace! It has been waaaay too long since I've written a blog post so don't mind the few months of catching up. My obsession and fascination with Renner is always growing stronger. I was reading some of my old post on how he was the perfect little baby, and never cried excessively.. Man did I set myself up for that one. He is the cutest cry baby though. Reflux was one of the reasons for it, and now that we have that under control he's actually so much fun to hang around. Not that he wasn't before, but a few weeks straight of crying full blast from the time he woke up, a little break in between, and then when he went down was about as much as I could take. People tried to say it was colic - and man I don't think I've ever hated a word so much. Thanks but no thanks peeps, it's not, even though you've tried to tell me a million times. I could console him. So that ruled that blasted word out. But once he start on the medicine that helped it he has been amazing. A medicine that taste like absolute shizz by the way, poor thing. And yes I taste everything that goes in his mouth, including the goods - which every mom is curious about how breastmilk tastes, don't get all judgey. He hates the medicine, but it makes me happy afterwards so he'll deal. 

He's 4 months now, and man is he cute. He has a round head, with big ol' ears like his daddy.

So cute! I'm obsessed. He's blowing bubbles, and babbling constantly. I don't think my clothes have ever seen so much drool. He has also become OBSESSED with chewing on his hands.

He's finally sleeping in his own bed. That was a rough couple nights - for me. I missed him. He was perfectly content. Last night though was the first night that he has slept a full 8 hours. He fell asleep at 9, and all of sudden I hear him whimpering, and my boobs felt like they were about to explode, I looked at the time and it was 5:30. HALLEJUAH! It was quite a glorious feeling to have 8 hours of sleep under my belt again. I'm hoping tonight is just as awesome, but we'll see. He quite strong now, and loves it when I stand him up. We play super baby all the time - which is basically me hold him above my head. He gets a real kick out of it, and has become incredibly talented at getting the timing of dropping drool in my mouth down perfectly. It's quite disgusting, but endearing as well. I let him suck on a piece of apple a few days ago, and he fell in love. He's now watching what I eat a lot more intensely, and I let him taste some of it. But for now he's still loving the goods. 

That's him loving his apple piece, and giving it a cute smile. 

Summer has finally arrived, and you'd think that we would be outside playing at the park next to our place or laying on the grass but no. I need too. I've just been so tired lately that the thought of sitting and watching Gossip Girl or Scandal have just been to enticing to pass up. I will though. One of these days. The one thing I do try and so every night, if it's not raining, is go for a walk. He loves going for walks. Now that he's a little older he pays attention to everything, and it helps me relax. I've been be coming a little more crafty, which deserves a post all in its own. Fathers Day was an awesome day. 

There was breakfast in bed that consisted of homemade crepes with freshly cut fruits and Nutella. Renner, Roxy and I then swiftly had Keags come out into the living room where he saw our wonderful creation that had Ren's footprint and Roxy's paw print in a flour/salt dough mixture, and Man of Steel VIP tickets. Yeah. We are awesome. Then Keagan went off to work, and he came home to homemade fried chicken with rice, and homemade Angel food cake with an amazing strawberry/raspberry sauce. Am I bragging about my cooking and creative skills? Absolutely because I hate cooking, and can never find time to be creative. I felt pretty proud. 

 

He's loving his daddy a lot more these days. Pretty sure he's finally understanding that he is a special person too. He doesn't scream every time Keagan holds him. Now he's perfectly content if I want to slip away for a shower while daddy plays with him. It's awesome. I've been saying awesome a lot. And obsessed. Probably because I'm awesomely obsessed with this little kid, and his sexy dad. They make me prettayy happy. 

He got "Hello" stamped -__-  thank you daddy. 

On one of our nightly walks. He's pretty cute. 

GIVE ME THE RIBS. 🍖🍖

Psych VS Blogging.

I've definitely had a hard time keeping up with blogging. Even though I write these post on my phone I still manage to hardly have time to actually write, and when I do start a post.. I slowly drift away and do something else productive like.. like watch Psych, or eat. Either one of those options are awesome. Even as we speak I'm watching Psych while my handsome boy is sleeping across my legs. (He does look pretty dang cute in this new outfit I got him.)

 He looks so peaceful so I'm ignoring my incredible hunger for the fresh chocolate chunk brownies I made an hour ago just so he can sleep. I can definitely move him, but he's been some what grumpy today so he needs his sleep. 

We started a new thing by going on evening walks every night, and I swear it's the greatest thing of my life. He has slept amazing every night we've gone out walking.

The first night he slept 6 hours before walking up to eat, and then fell back asleep for another 6. This baby mama was stoked! First time he's slept that long in a row - EVER. It's a beautiful, beautiful thing. He's gonna be 3 months on Saturday. Ugh. I'm excited, yet saddened by him getting so big. He can keep his head up by himself now. It's quite adorable.

He still does have the bobble head action going on at times, and bashes the spot on my cheek where my, recently removed (last week..), wisdom teeth used to be - which hurts like a bissh. He's also responding to his name too. He gets all smiley, and makes that adorable half giggle, inhale sound when we say it. Still is rockin the loudest farts ever. Yeahh, I'm in love with him. 

And by the way this first picture is his face when watching Shawn and Guster on Psych. He finds just as hilarious as me, and I find the face he is making the cutest thing of my life. Then again, anything he does is pretty freaking cute.