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3 Month Owen

 


 
 
 Owen's 3rd Month
  • Owen has continued to successfully breastfeed exclusively.  In fact, he won't take a bottle.  It is not really an issue so far.  It takes some careful planning--and I rarely have a reason to be away from the kids anyway.  
  • Owen is sleeping well through the night.  He usually goes to bed around 8.  I wake him around 10 to give him one last feeding and a diaper change.  He generally wakes up between 5:45-7 to eat.
  • He does have a fussy time.  From about 4 p.m.-7 p.m. he needs steady attention.  
  • He is wearing 6-9 month clothing!
  • I haven't weighed him recently, but he is my big boy for sure.  
  • He LOVES his momma.  
  • He smiles A LOT.  
  • He also spits up....A LOT.  
  • Loves being talked to and loves talking back.  
  • We have spent most our time at home.  It has been one of the coldest winters and recently we had a big snow storm keeping us locked up at home.
How the rest of us are doing
  • Haley is almost potty trained!  We still have accidents from time to time but most of them are behavior.  (Peeing her pants while in time out, etc.)  BUT we are getting there and are very proud of her.
  • Haley has cabin fever.  Like the rest of us.
  • She calls Ian "The Captain", herself "The Princess". and me "The Queen".
  • Ian is getting use to his new district at work and I am super enjoying him coming home for dinner.  I try to make sure he always has a warm-home cooked meal to come home to.
  • We (by we I mean Ian) got more work done at the lake.  We have the holding tank buried.  Water lines ran.  A shed installed.  Some gravel put in.  We still have a good amount of work to do, but by the time the weather is nice, we will be able to put the camper there for some fun lake weekends. 
  • Did I mention the cabin fever.  We are all SO over the winter stuff.  Bring on spring.
  • I am thinking about signing up for a trail run.  Something a little different.  "Off the beaten path" so to speak.  I have befriended a few girls who do this sort of thing and thought I might give it a shot.  It will be challenging in a new way for me.  Just looking forward to some weather that allows me to do some outdoor training.

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